Cultivating To Immortality

Not long after, the seabed rumbled, and the Third Elder, bathed in flames, soared up again from the shattered giant palm.

Her eyes were crimson, filled with both shock and fury.

"How is this possible? You just advanced to the Mahayana Realm not long ago, so why is your qi so strong?"

However, before the Third Elder could finish her sentence, she discovered that in the surrounding void, seventy-two giant swords were already suspended, firmly trapping her within a sword formation, radiating a chilling killing intent.

"Oh no. This is a sword formation." The Third Elder's heart trembled, realizing she was in grave danger.

She suddenly opened her mouth and spat out a crimson flame, which transformed into a light barrier, tightly protecting herself.

"Today, I'll use you to test the power of my sword formation." Fang Hong coldly shouted, fully activating the sword formation.

Whoosh. Whoosh. Whoosh.

Sword light erupted, and black sword shadows poured down like a torrential rain.

The seventy-two nirvana divine thunder swords seemed to transform into countless destructive shadows, fiercely striking the Third Elder's protective flame barrier.

Boom. Boom. Boom.

The sword shadows were continuous, and the offensive was like a surging tide.

The Third Elder's heart pounded with fear; under the attack of countless sword shadows, her strongest protective barrier was so fragile that cracks had already begun to appear.

Seeing that the barrier was about to shatter, the Third Elder could no longer care about so much; suddenly, an eerie demon blood glow emanated from her entire body.

Her Phoenix true body ignited, and crimson demon blood transformed into towering flames.

Thanks to this, the protective barrier, which was on the verge of breaking, returned to its original state and became much tougher, temporarily preventing Fang Hong's sword shadows from breaking through.

Seeing this, a cold glint flashed in Fang Hong's eyes, and he sneered, "Burning your vital demon blood? Let's see how long you can last."

The power of the sword formation increased again, and the sword shadows became even more violent.

This Phoenix was already at the end of her rope; defeat was only a matter of time and nothing to fear.

The Third Elder knew she couldn't hold on for long, and she urgently shrieked, "You demon. Don't be so arrogant."

"I just used my Divine Thought to inform my clansmen; in a moment, the powerhouses of my Phoenix Clan will arrive with an Immortal Artifact. By then, even if you had wings, you wouldn't be able to escape."

"What? An Immortal Artifact?" Fang Hong's heart suddenly trembled, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

As expected, the Phoenix Clan, being an ancient inheritance clan with Divine Beast bloodline, possessed profound heritage; how could they not have an Immortal Artifact guarding them?

Now that the Third Elder had revealed it, a sense of solemnity couldn't help but rise in Fang Hong's heart.

The words Immortal Artifact struck his heart like a clap of thunder; even with his current cultivation, he dared not lightly confront it.

Seeing the change in Fang Hong's expression, the Third Elder felt a little more at ease and again shouted sternly, "Demon, in a moment, our clan's powerhouses will arrive, and you will absolutely have no way out."

"Hmph. Trying to stall for time?"

"Do you think your clansmen can really come to save you? Wishful thinking. Before they appear, you will already be buried under my sword." Fang Hong's expression turned cold.

With that, golden light burst forth from Fang Hong's body, and the Dragon Transformation Art was suddenly unleashed.

At the same time, Fang Hong stacked several secret arts, condensing them into an incomparably domineering Dragon Fist, carrying the might of heaven and earth collapsing, and blasted it towards the Third Elder.

"Dragon-Human. You are from the Dragon Clan?" The Third Elder was utterly terrified, her eyes filled with disbelief.

"The Dragon Clan and my Phoenix Clan have always been on good terms; if you are truly from the Dragon Clan, aren't you afraid of destroying the friendship between our two clans?" The Third Elder screamed in horror.

However, it was already too late.

The fist shadow, condensed with golden Dragon Qi, was like a sky-covering giant mountain, carrying the terrifying might of destroying heaven and earth, heavily smashing onto the protective barrier she was desperately activating.

Bang.

Amidst the earth-shattering roar, the protective barrier completely shattered in an instant, cracking inch by inch and disintegrating.

"No." The Third Elder's heart sank completely into despair.

"Ahhh."

Deprived of the protective barrier, the Third Elder was powerless to resist the sword formation.

The sword formation roared, and countless sharp sword shadows poured down like a torrent, engulfing her.

The annihilation power contained within the sword shadows frantically devoured her life force.

The excruciating pain was like knives cutting through bone marrow, causing her to scream repeatedly, hoarsely and terrifyingly.

Slash.

Fang Hong's expression was stern, and he suddenly chopped down with his right hand.

A towering giant sword phantom traversed the sky, directly striking down on the Third Elder's back.

Pfft.

Blood splattered, and the Phoenix wings the Third Elder was so proud of were instantly severed, demon blood gushing into the sky.

Broken wings flew, a shocking sight.

The Third Elder's screams became even more shrill, her wails filled with despair and unwillingness.

Taking advantage of her severe injuries and weakness, Fang Hong suddenly raised his hand and brought out the demon soul banner.

The skull artifact spirit on the banner grinned ferociously, suddenly opening its gaping maw, and instantly demonic light erupted, like a sky-devouring black hole, instantly enveloping the Third Elder.

"Ahhh."

Endless terror appeared in the Third Elder's eyes; she felt her Divine Soul being forcibly torn from her body, a pain far exceeding the shattering of her physical body, making her scream hoarsely.

"It's over." Fang Hong's eyes were cold, and his tone was icy.

He continuously pointed his fingers, forcibly pressing the Third Elder's demon soul into the demon soul banner, and then set up several restrictions in a row, firmly sealing it.

At this point, the battle finally came to a complete end.

In mid-air, only the Third Elder's Phoenix wings, her tattered body, and scattered blood remained, drifting in the wind.

Fang Hong was expressionless; he raised his hand and swept, collecting all the spoils of war into the Myriad Beasts Tower.

With a thought, Fang Hong dared not stay in this place for long, lest the Phoenix Clan powerhouses really come with an Immortal Artifact.

Fang Hong dared not easily confront the might of an Immortal Artifact; he still had to avoid its sharp edge.

Fang Hong quickly retracted the nirvana divine thunder sword, his figure flickered, and he escaped into the void, rapidly heading west.

He needed to find a remote and hidden place to refine the Third Elder's demon soul as soon as possible.

Otherwise, it was highly possible that, just like the Fallen Immortal Sect incident, if the Phoenix Clan used some secret art to track Divine Soul, he would be exposed.

…

Sure enough, in less than half an hour, the void vibrated, and fifteen figures emerged from the void, instantly hovering above the sea.

These figures, both male and female, had exceptionally powerful auras, causing heaven and earth to change color.

Every one of them was a Mahayana Realm powerhouse, the lowest being in the Early Stage of Mahayana, and the highest having reached the peak of Mahayana.

These fifteen people were all the contemporary high-ranking members of the Phoenix Clan.

Upon receiving the Third Elder's Divine Thought plea for help, they tore through the void at the first opportunity.

"Feng Yin's Divine Soul had disappeared right here." The blue-clad middle-aged man leading them had a solemn expression.

He held a crimson crystal in his hand; light flickered within the crystal, reflecting the residual fluctuations in the void.

This blue-clad middle-aged man was the Phoenix Clan's strongest Old Ancestor, Feng Tian, with a peak Mahayana cultivation, his power unfathomable.

He was currently using a secret method to investigate, but he could no longer sense any trace of the Third Elder's Divine Soul.