Cultivation Starts from Farming

When Xu Ping’s gaze finally pierced through the layers of Demonic Qi and vaguely made out the face of the figure at the center of the demonic cloud.

The gravity and doubt on his face were instantly replaced by immense shock.

"The Hehuan Old Demon?!"

"How could it be him?!"

That face was clearly the Hehuan Old Demon.

But the aura emanating from him, the techniques he used... were entirely different from the Hehuan Old Demon Xu Ping knew.

"Something’s wrong!"

Xu Ping’s pupils contracted, his thoughts racing, "It’s not the Hehuan Old Demon, could this person... have been possessed?"

Though he was unaware of the specific changes within the Spiritual Miao Garden, the state of the "person" before him was clearly that of an ancient and terrifying demon who had taken over the Hehuan Old Demon’s body.

His true strength must have reached the Late-Stage Nascent Soul, and it was anything but simple.

Xu Ping held his breath, focused his mind, and pushed his concealment technique to the utmost, determined to not easily get involved in this mysterious peril.

This demon was obviously hunting Nascent Soul Cultivators to restore power; Xu Ping only needed to wait until it left.

However, things did not go as he wished.

The "Hehuan Old Demon" in the demonic cloud sluggishly devoured the essence of the last Nascent Soul Cultivator.

Subsequently, his cold demonic eyes suddenly turned, accurately and precisely... fixed on the place where Xu Ping was hiding, with a playful smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"Not good, I’ve been discovered!"

Xu Ping’s heart sank heavily, alarms blaring.

The opponent’s Divine Sense was far more terrifying than he imagined.

Without hesitation.

Xu Ping’s figure burst forth.

The previously concealed state was instantly undone, transforming into a dazzling green flash, tearing through the void and soaring skyward, reaching mid-air in the blink of an eye.

The green light converged, Xu Ping’s figure reappeared, looking down with extreme gravity.

He saw at his previous hiding spot.

A figure shrouded in faint black mist stood silently, looking up at him indifferently.

Who else could it be but the "Hehuan Old Demon"?

His speed and unpredictable movement technique were simply beyond imagination!

"Not a bad concealment technique, and an even stronger Divine Sense... far surpassing the ordinary Mid-Stage Nascent Soul, no wonder... it has become such a profound obsession for this broken body."

The "Hehuan Old Demon" spoke, his voice hoarse and low, yet carrying an ancient rhythm and cold scrutiny, as if evaluating an interesting object.

"This body, obsession?"

Xu Ping furrowed his brow, the other’s words validated his suspicions.

"Who exactly are you?"

Xu Ping asked coldly, his voice icy and deep.

"Who am I?"

"Hehe... A dying person, why bother knowing too much?"

The "Hehuan Old Demon" let out a sinister laugh, the magic light in his eyes brightened, "By devouring you, this body’s obsession can be mostly dispelled, and I can restore a considerable amount of Primordial Qi."

As the words fell, he abruptly raised his hand and grasped!

Boom!

The Demonic Qi between heaven and earth instantly boiled.

A gigantic demonic claw, formed from pure Demonic Qi and obscuring the sky, descended with the terrifying might to tear the sky apart and obliterate everything, clawing down towards Xu Ping.

Even before the claw arrived, the terrifying pressure caused the ground below to crack inch by inch!

Xu Ping’s eyes shot forth a cold glint.

If avoidance is impossible, then fight.

"Roar!!"

A roar that shook the Divine Soul echoed.

The Ten Thousand Souls Banner flew out from Xu Ping’s sleeve, rapidly expanding in the wind.

Ghosts roared out, fiercely crashing towards the descending demonic claw.

At the same time.

Clang clang clang....

Seventy-three dazzling sword lights soared into the sky.

Using the Canghua Divine Wood Sword as the core, a towering Sword Array was instantly laid out.

The sword lights flowed endlessly, creating life, evolving chaos, forming an indestructible sword light barrier that protected Xu Ping!

Rumble!

The demonic claw collided fiercely with the Sword Domain and the ghostly souls, the terrifying explosion thunderous, energy storms violently expanded like a tsunami.

The main soul of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner let out a painful screech, its soul body fluctuating violently, being slapped back by the demonic claw, evidently falling into a disadvantage.

But the Five Element Sword Domain’s light continued to flow, the Power of Life and Death madly obliterating, managing to temporarily resist the demonic claw, both ultimately vanishing together.

"Hmm?"

The "Hehuan Old Demon" showed a genuine hint of surprise on his face, soon replaced by even more intense greed,

"A fine Sword Array, a fine Soul Banner, devouring you is at least equivalent to consuming a complete Late-Stage Nascent Soul."

The "Hehuan Old Demon" no longer held back, his body surging with Demonic Qi, several times more powerful than before.

The ink-like demonic cloud transformed into countless ferocious demons, vengeful spirits, ferocious beasts, overwhelming Xu Ping.

The demonic might was so intense, it seemed to aim to completely demonize this piece of heaven and earth.

Xu Ping’s face grew immensely somber.

Under the opponent’s full force, the Sword Domain and the ghostly souls were rapidly retreating, their light quickly dimming.

This demon’s strength far exceeded expectations, likely among the pinnacle in the Late-Stage Nascent Soul.

"I can’t hide anymore!"

Xu Ping’s mind stirred.

Buzz.

A figure identical in appearance to Xu Ping, entirely emerald green, exuding pure Yi Wood essence, stepped out from the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

It was the Wood Spirit Avatar.

The avatar, in sync with Xu Ping’s thoughts, immediately formed hand signs upon appearing, pouring abundant Power of Divine Sense into the Sword Array, shredding large swaths of demonic shadows.

Meanwhile, Xu Ping’s main body freed his hands, his sleeve flicked fiercely.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh—

Ten puppets of various designs, all exuding cold metallic luster and strong energy fluctuations, appeared instantly, surrounding Xu Ping in a profound formation.

Fourth Rank Puppet Array.

The energy of the ten puppets interconnected, runes lighting up, coalescing into a vast energy beam, merging with Xu Ping’s own vital energy, unleashing power shockingly no less than that of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner’s main soul!

In an instant.

Xu Ping’s main body, the Wood Spirit Avatar, and the main soul of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, all joined forces, akin to two Late-Stage Nascent Soul Great Cultivators joining hands.

Amazingly, they withstood the frenzied assault of the "Hehuan Old Demon’s" overwhelming demonic might.

Demonic Qi intertwined with sword light, ghostly howls with energy explosions, transforming this piece of heaven and earth into the most brutal killing ground.