Cultivating To Immortality

Su Shan was a little puzzled; she found that although these Divine Beasts were menacing, they hadn't exerted any substantial pressure on the Holy Land.

"Look at the Dragon. There's someone on the Dragon's head." Suddenly, a disciple pointed to the sky and shouted.

Hearing this, everyone followed the direction he pointed, only to see a Black-robed Youth slowly emerge from atop the largest red Dragon.

He stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his expression calm and composed, his gaze quietly overlooking the multitude of beings below.

"Holy Lord. The Holy Lord has returned."

An Elder of the Azure Emperor Holy Land was the first to clearly see the Black-robed Youth's face, immediately becoming so excited that old tears streamed down his face, unable to help but shout loudly.

"The Holy Lord has returned."

The disciples of the Holy Land were stunned for a moment, then recognized the Black-robed Youth's identity, and instantly erupted into earth-shattering cheers.

Their previous fear and despair vanished, replaced by an indescribable excitement, as they all raised their arms and cheered.

Su Shan saw that the Black-robed Youth was indeed her husband, Fang Hong, and her suspended heart finally completely settled.

She shook her head with a smile; her husband's return this time was truly grand, bringing back seventy-eight Divine Beasts with him.

"Holy, Holy Lord? The Azure Emperor Holy Land actually has such a figure." Old Ancestor Niu Mo looked at Fang Hong in the sky, his face filled with terror.

"And he can actually command the four Divine Beasts. How is this possible?"

The Dragon Clan, Phoenix, White Tiger, and Black Tortoise are all legendary top-tier Divine Beasts, always incredibly arrogant, never easily submitting to others.

Yet now, they were all gathered around Fang Hong, obeying his commands; this simply exceeded their understanding.

The Demon Race Old Ancestors were filled with fear, and their first thought was to escape, as they had no chance of winning against seventy-eight Divine Beasts and a Holy Lord who could command Divine Beasts.

However, when they tried to escape into the void, they were horrified to discover that the surrounding void was completely still, and their escape technique was utterly ineffective at that moment.

Clearly, this void had been completely sealed by that Holy Lord; they couldn't run even if they wanted to now.

"You Underground Demon Clan. I haven't even gone to find trouble with you, yet you dare to deliver yourselves to my doorstep."

"Since you've come, then none of you are leaving today."

Fang Hong's eyes turned cold, and his voice spread all around, causing the Demon Race Cultivators present to feel a sudden tightening in their hearts.

"Fel- Fellow Daoist, th-this is all a misunderstanding. We were just passing by and absolutely had no intention of offending you."

Old Ancestor Niu Mo looked at Fang Hong's icy gaze, his heart immediately panicked, and his speech became stuttering.

However, Fang Hong didn't care about any of that.

"Long Ze, gather them all into the God Capturing Pearl, don't miss a single one."

Long Ze spat out the God Capturing Pearl, and as soon as the Pearl appeared, it released a powerful suction force, drawing all the Demon Race Cultivators in the blink of an eye.

As for the fate of these Demon Race Cultivators, one could imagine it wouldn't be good.

In less than a quarter of an hour, all the Demon Race Cultivators were slaughtered by Fang Hong, and even those Mahayana Stage Demon Race Old Ancestors could not escape.

Fang Hong personally took action, refining the Physical Bodies of these Demon Race Old Ancestors into spirit pills, and collecting their souls into the demon soul banner, leaving them no chance of ever rising again.

This farce ended here; Fang Hong gave some instructions to Long Ze and the others, then sent them back to the Wilderness Continent.

After the Demon Race crisis was resolved, Fang Hong went alone to the Underground World.

He cleared his way, destroying the foundations of all the major Demon Race clans, ensuring that there would no longer be any Demon Race forces in the Underground World that could threaten the surface.

Afterward, Fang Hong also conveniently built a large number of teleportation arrays, successfully opening convenient passages between the surface and the Underground World.

This way, cultivators on the surface could easily travel between the surface and the Underground World through these teleportation arrays, thereby better managing the entire Underground World.

At this point, Fang Hong had truly unified the entire Profound Fallen Realm.

Fang Hong's prestige quickly spread to every corner of the Profound Fallen Realm.

After pacifying the Underground Demon Clan, Fang Hong returned to the Azure Emperor Holy Land.

In the following days, Fang Hong cultivated spirit medicine, comprehended various cultivation technique ancient texts, refined Immortal Artifacts, trained successor disciples, and traveled with his beloved wife, living a carefree life.

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, another thirty years passed.

During these thirty years, under Fang Hong's cultivation with various spirit pills, rare spirit medicine, and Immortal Pills, the strength of the Azure Emperor Holy Land rapidly increased, giving birth to many more Mahayana powerhouses.

Most of these newly promoted Mahayana powerhouses were Fang Hong's old acquaintances: Xiao Yu, Luo Jie, Ye Yu, Wan Haoran, and others, all successfully advancing to the Mahayana Realm.

Fang Hong assigned them to manage the various branches of the Holy Land, keeping the Holy Land's affairs in perfect order.

And Fang Hong's beloved wife, Susan, had long since successfully advanced to Peak Mahayana Perfection, reaching the same realm as Fang Hong, becoming the strongest person in the Profound Fallen Realm apart from Fang Hong.

As for Fang Hong himself, in these thirty years, his magical power also greatly increased, and his strength became even more unfathomable.

However, Fang Hong dedicated more time to refining Immortal Artifacts.

Now, all the heavenly spiritual treasures on Fang Hong's person had already been promoted to Immortal Artifacts: the fire cloud gourd, soul severing sword, Soul Nurturing Pearl, demon soul banner.

One day, the Azure Emperor Holy Land became exceptionally lively, yet it also carried a solemn atmosphere.

All the high-ranking Elders of the Holy Land, as well as the disciples, gathered in the central square of the Holy Land.

Each of them looked solemn, their gazes unanimously directed towards the distant, towering mountain peak that reached into the clouds—that was where Fang Hong and Susan usually cultivated.

Today was the day Fang Hong and Susan would officially Ascend to the Immortal Realm.

On the mountaintop, Fang Hong and Susan stood side by side, looking up at the sky.

The wind gently rustled their clothes, and both their faces showed anticipation for the future.

"After cultivating for many years, we are finally undergoing tribulation to achieve Immortal Ascension."

Su Shan looked at Fang Hong beside her, a gentle smile appearing on her face.

"Yes. Let's begin." Fang Hong nodded, his gaze firm.

As his voice fell, Fang Hong and Su Shan no longer suppressed the vast magical power within their bodies, releasing their aura without reservation.

In an instant, the entire world was startled by this powerful aura, and the surrounding Origin Qi began to fluctuate violently.

An invisible force spread towards the sky, fully drawing forth the legendary True Immortal Tribulation.

Rumble.

Just a moment later, dark clouds began to gather in the sky, the black layers obscuring the entire firmament.

Immediately afterward, a massive cloud black hole appeared in the center of the clouds, with lightning and thunder flashing within the black hole.