Cultivating To Immortality

Although Fang Hong was only at the fourth level of True Immortal, his Divine Sense strength had already reached the eighth level of True Immortal, which was significantly stronger than other cultivators of the same rank.

The Soul Nurturing Pearl's nourishment of his soul was largely responsible for this achievement.

In the Lower Realm, Fang Hong had successfully refined the Soul Nurturing Pearl into a first-grade Immortal Artifact.

Ever since the Soul Nurturing Pearl became an Immortal Artifact, its Divine Power's power had greatly increased, continuously nourishing Fang Hong's soul, and his Divine Sense also grew stronger.

As for his physical body, Fang Hong had not seen much improvement, remaining at the first level of True Immortal.

He currently possessed neither Immortal Arts to train his Immortal Body nor Immortal Artifacts or treasures to strengthen his physical body.

Under these conditions, further enhancing the strength of his physical body was indeed a difficult task.

According to Fang Hong's consistent cultivation habits, he would have to find some specific methods for physical body cultivation in the future; physical body cultivation absolutely could not be neglected.

Only by simultaneously improving his physical body, cultivation, and Divine Sense could he make his overall strength greater and walk further on the path of cultivation in the future.

Puff. Puff.

A series of subtle sounds echoed as Fang Hong raised his right hand, and the next moment, sheets of golden talisman paper flew out from the Immortal Fire.

These were precious talisman papers refined from immortal essence fruit trees, and using them to draw Immortal talismans would result in much greater power than ordinary talisman paper.

During this Artifact Refining session, Fang Hong refined a total of one hundred thousand blank talisman papers.

He looked at the stack of talisman papers suspended in mid-air, intending to draw Immortal talismans on all of them; with this stock, he would have an extra trump card when facing enemies in the future.

With that thought, Fang Hong took out the book titled Elementary Immortal Talisman, which contained the basic Immortal talisman methods.

The pages gently turned, revealing clear instructions for drawing several first-grade and second-grade Immortal talismans, with each talisman meticulously detailed.

In the Immortal Realm, the grades of Immortal talismans were clearly defined, increasing from one to ten, with their power also increasing progressively.

Among them, a first-grade Immortal talisman's power was enough to injure a True Immortal of the third level.

A second-grade Immortal talisman could severely wound a True Immortal of the sixth level.

A third-grade Immortal talisman could even gravely injure a True Immortal at Perfection, and it was said that a fourth-grade Immortal talisman could threaten a Golden Immortal.

After quickly perusing the talisman book, Fang Hong ultimately chose two highly practical second-grade Immortal talismans.

Fang Hong took out a jade bottle, and as the stopper was opened, a reddish liquid with a faint fishy smell slowly flowed out; this was Purple Flame Serpent demon blood, which could be used for drawing talismans.

With everything ready, Fang Hong condensed Immortal Power at his fingertips and began drawing talismans in the void.

Sizzle. Sizzle. Sizzle.

The surface of the talisman paper immediately sparked with fine electric light, accompanied by a faint scorching sound.

Fang Hong's Divine Sense and Immortal Power intertwined, moving along his fingertips on the talisman paper, and complex, profound talismans gradually took shape.

With Fang Hong's current Divine Sense and Immortal Power, drawing a second-grade Immortal talisman was effortless.

In just a few breaths, the first Immortal talisman was completed, its lightning and golden patterns shining brightly, with faint arcs of electricity flickering.

Fang Hong did not stop, continuing to draw Talismans; drawing more would make future battles much easier.

After a full month of busy work, Fang Hong finally stopped his movements.

He looked at the finished Immortal talismans before him, a satisfied smile on his face.

In this month, he had drawn a total of fifty thousand second-grade Immortal talismans.

Forty-five thousand of them were offensive Ben Lei Talismans, and the remaining five thousand were defensive Jin Si Talismans.

The Ben Lei Talisman was a top-tier second-grade Immortal talisman; once activated, it could unleash destructive lightning, powerful enough to severely wound a True Immortal of the sixth level.

The Jin Si Talisman was renowned for its defense; when activated, it would transform into countless fine, tough golden threads that tightly wrapped around the body, forming a sturdy protective layer.

Whether it was scorching flames, corrosive ice water, or sharp weapon slashes, this defense could not be easily broken.

With these fifty thousand second-grade Immortal talismans, Fang Hong would be able to contend with anyone, as long as he didn't encounter a Golden Immortal.

At this moment, Fang Hong awoke from the Artifact Refining Room, his Immortal Power, depleted from drawing talismans, had recovered; it was time to visit the other two Demon Kings of the Silver Moon Mountains.

The Silver Moon Monkey was the strongest Demon King in the Silver Moon Mountains.

This demon had cultivated for many years, and its strength had already reached the fifth level of True Immortal; relying on its incomparably powerful Demonic Immortal Body, it could even hold its own against a True Immortal of the seventh level.

The Silver Moon Monkey's Immortal Cave was located at the summit of Silver Moon Mountain.

This peak soared over ten thousand feet high, piercing the clouds, and its summit was perpetually covered in thick ice and snow, with biting cold winds that made it impossible for ordinary cultivators to stay long.

But for the Silver Moon Monkey, who naturally loved the cold, this was an excellent cultivation treasure land.

Its Immortal Cave was built into the mountain, hidden within the ice and snow, exuding a chilling aura.

At this moment, on the flat icy ground in front of the Silver Moon Monkey's Immortal Cave, space suddenly rippled, followed by a spatial rift tearing open out of thin air.

Fang Hong's figure slowly stepped out of the rift; as soon as he landed, he felt a powerful Demonic Qi surge from deep within the Immortal Cave, instantly locking onto him.

Whoosh.

Almost simultaneously with the Qi locking on, a sound of air being torn suddenly rang out.

A cold ice spear shot out from inside the Immortal Cave, its tip aimed directly at Fang Hong's head, moving like lightning, carrying a sharp killing intent.

Facing the sudden attack, Fang Hong appeared calm and unhurried.

He flicked his fingertip, and a Jin Si Talisman flew out from within his years pearl space, rapidly spinning in front of him.

In an instant, countless golden threads surged from the talisman paper, weaving into a dense protective net.

With a loud bang, the ice spear fiercely struck the Jin Si protective net, instantly shattering into countless tiny ice shards, scattering across the ground.

The Jin Si net, however, was completely unharmed, still shimmering with golden light.

"Silver Moon Monkey, come out and face your death."

Fang Hong coldly shouted into the depths of the Immortal Cave, his voice, infused with Immortal Power, penetrated the thick ice layer and clearly reached inside the Immortal Cave.

No sooner had he spoken than an angry roar erupted from the Immortal Cave.

Immediately after, a blue light shot out from within, carrying violent Demonic Power, and exploded into a cloud of ice mist in mid-air.

As the ice mist dispersed, a tall, white-robed middle-aged man appeared before Fang Hong.

This man had a resolute face, and a strong cold aura enveloped him; he was none other than the Silver Moon Monkey in human form.

Fang Hong swept him with his Divine Sense and understood, confirming he was indeed at the fifth level of True Immortal Cultivation.

"A mere True Immortal of the fourth layer dares to trespass into my territory and cause trouble? You're simply seeking death."

The white-robed middle-aged man's face was filled with rage, his eyes brimming with killing intent.