Cultivating To Immortality

"This should be the legendary Demon Core." Fang Hong thought to himself.

Demon Cores are similar to the Crystal Cores of Ancient Beasts and can also be used for artifact refining.

Fang Hong put away the Demon Core; there was nothing else to collect from the remaining corpse, so he fed it directly to the demon gourd, refining it into a Divine Transformation level spirit pill.

Through the soul search just now, Fang Hong learned some ancient languages of the Underground World and could now understand the local tongue.

In addition, he also learned a rather interesting piece of intelligence.

In the Black Pig Demon's memory, at the center of this Evil Demon Island, there was a magnificent Demon God Palace, which was the dwelling place of what was called the Noble Demon God.

"The Noble Demon God?"

A smile played on Fang Hong's lips; upon learning this information, his heart immediately grew fervent, and he became intensely interested in that Demon God Palace.

An existence that could be called a Demon God must possess considerable strength.

Perhaps there were even Body Integration Stage Demons hidden there; if he could slay them and refine them into spirit pills, it would greatly benefit his cultivation advancement.

Although Divine Transformation level spirit pills still had some effect on him now, the improvement was already limited.

Only Void Refining Stage or even Body Integration Stage spirit pills could significantly advance his cultivation.

Thus, Fang Hong, following the Black Pig Demon's memory, determined the direction and hastened towards the Demon God Palace at the center of Demon Island.

Fang Hong did not act too ostentatiously but proceeded cautiously.

After all, this was an unfamiliar Underground World, and no one knew what kind of dangers might be hidden; it was always right to be cautious.

Fang Hong explored as he moved forward, striking down any decent demons his Divine Sense swept across.

As for those low-level demons below the Divine Transformation realm, Fang Hong was too lazy to kill them; they had little effect on him.

Just as Fang Hong was enthusiastically hunting demons, a Black-robed Old Man flew over the rift valley on the surface.

The Black-robed Old Man hovered at the edge of the rift valley, looking down into it, and muttered to himself.

"The Lava Crystal has been taken. Anyone capable of this must undoubtedly be a Body Integration Stage Cultivator."

Immediately after, the Black-robed Old Man quickly flew down to the bottom of the valley, arriving next to the altar, and began to examine it carefully.

"The altar is as smooth as new, clearly just used by someone. There's no mistake, this person must have held a secret key and entered the Underground World from here."

"Very well, when he comes out, I will set an ambush here; then I only need to kill him, and that secret key will naturally be mine."

A sinister smile played on the Black-robed Old Man's lips.

The Black-Robed Man mumbled a few words, then quickly flew away from the valley bottom, and set up a complex formation around the rift valley, concealing his figure to wait quietly.

At this moment, Fang Hong did not know that a crisis was awaiting him.

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In a blink of an eye, a month passed.

In a hidden tree hollow, the Star Tower had shrunk to palm size, standing in an inconspicuous rock crevice.

At this very moment, Fang Hong was sitting cross-legged in the fourth-level space within the tower, refining the demon soul banner with the Fire of Heaven and Earth.

In the past month, Fang Hong's harvest had been quite good; he had hunted down thirteen Divine Transformation level Demons and six Void Refining Stage Demons.

Each time he slew a demon, he would immediately activate the demon soul banner, drawing all of their souls into it.

Fang Hong was now thoroughly refining these souls, integrating them with the demon soul banner's Artifact Spirit to help the demon soul banner advance further.

Half an hour later, the demon soul banner glowed brilliantly.

The three-headed, six-armed skeleton Artifact Spirit emerged, roaring ferociously, breaking through its bottleneck once again to reach the peak spiritual treasure level, not far from being a Heaven-Connecting spiritual treasure.

Fang Hong slowly stood up, raised his hand to grasp the pole of the demon soul banner, and casually waved it a few times.

As the banner waved, the faint roars of countless vengeful spirits could be heard around him.

Fang Hong nodded with satisfaction; after the fire cloud gourd, he now had another peak spiritual treasure at his side.

Fang Hong retrieved the demon soul banner into his body, flashed out of the Star Tower space, and also put away the Star Tower.

He walked out of the tree hollow and continued towards the Demon God Palace.

Three hours later, Fang Hong finally arrived about three li from the palace.

Looking from afar, the legendary Demon God Palace resembled a gigantic triangular mountain, both wide and tall, reaching over a thousand zhang, and entirely black.

The entire palace showed no signs of doors or windows, only a dark passage about a zhang wide leading inside, appearing quite peculiar.

Fang Hong spread his Divine Sense, and after a careful investigation, he found that there were no restrictions guarding the outer perimeter of the palace, and he couldn't even sense the slightest Qi fluctuation from within.

This made him feel puzzled; could it be that the Demon God wasn't home?

Since no obvious danger was detected, Fang Hong no longer hesitated and boldly walked towards the palace.

But just as he reached a position less than a hundred zhang from the palace, the ground beneath his feet suddenly vibrated violently.

With a cracking sound, two deep fissures spread from the ground, and two entirely black coffins drilled out from underground, standing steadily before him.

Fang Hong was slightly startled; these two coffins were three zhang tall, emitting a dense demonic qi.

With two loud bangs, the lids of the two coffins exploded simultaneously, and two figures slowly walked out.

Upon seeing the appearances of these two, Fang Hong immediately looked strange; these two had very peculiar looks, one was a Minotaur, and the other was a Horse-faced man.

The Aura emanating from them was not weak; both had reached the Early Stage of the Body Integration realm.

If Fang Hong guessed correctly, these two should be the guards protecting this Demon God Palace.

"You pig human, how dare you trespass into our Demon Race Holy Land, the Ancient Tomb. You are simply seeking death."

The Minotaur spoke first, roaring ferociously, his entire body's demonic qi suddenly surging, as he lunged towards Fang Hong.

Almost at the same time, the Horse-faced man also attacked.

Fang Hong's expression was calm; he flicked out two Empty Spirit Slashes, and before the Minotaur and Horse-faced man could get close, they were immediately cut in half by Fang Hong and fell heavily to the ground.

Fang Hong looked at the two corpses on the ground, his eyebrows slightly raised, feeling a little surprised.

These two just now seemed aggressive and difficult to deal with, but he didn't expect them to be so vulnerable, unable to even withstand the two sword slashes he casually unleashed.

However, what the Minotaur said when he roared earlier caught Fang Hong's attention.

Demon Race Ancient Tomb?

This meant that this palace was actually the Demon God's tomb.

Since it was the Demon God's tomb, many Demon Gods must be buried there, and perhaps a large number of Demon God corpses were stored inside.

As soon as he thought of this, Fang Hong's heart immediately grew fervent, and a hint of anticipation flashed in his eyes.

Just then, the corpses of the Minotaur and Horse-faced man, which had been lying on the ground, suddenly emanated dense black Qi again, their wounds rapidly healed, and then they stood up as if nothing had happened.