Watching Zhao Zichuan and Elder Bishan enter his spatial magic treasure and then retrieve it, Lin Xiaofei smiled.

Turning around, one could see a strange aura floating in the air in the distance, various auras intertwined, as if distorting the very air.

He couldn't help but say calmly:

"I want to see what kind of place this Immortal Cultivation Hall on Mogu Peak really is."

At this moment, he had arrived at the deepest edge of Mogu Peak.

The air in this place is filled with a large amount of demonic energy, monster energy, and spiritual energy, all intertwined together.

The interplay of various energies created immense pressure in the surroundings, accompanied by booming explosions.

Even a Nascent Soul cultivator would be easily overwhelmed by the powerful aura emanating from the air if they entered.

Those who dare to venture into the deepest part of Mogu Peak are usually cultivators at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage. Only such cultivators can minimize their exposure to the chaotic aura of the laws of heaven and earth in the air, as well as the impact of the three auras.

At this moment, Lin Xiaofei also understood why Zhao Zichuan was out of breath and looked uncomfortable as soon as he arrived at the edge of the depths of Mogu Peak.

The air here is filled with the intermingling of different energies, and once inhaled, they will have a strong impact on the dantian.

Although many cultivators know that the Immortal Cultivation Hall deep within Demon Ancient Peak contains all sorts of rare and precious materials, very few are willing to enter it.

Lin Xiaofei gazed at the three auras permeating the air, a hint of curiosity rising in his heart. He murmured to himself, "

Senior Bishan told me that if these three energies are combined into one, it will be extremely harmful to a cultivator if inhaled.

I don't know how much impact it will have on me.

He slowly exhaled and stretched out one hand.

Three dense streams of demonic energy, spiritual energy, and monster energy flowed from his fingertips.

In an instant, one of the energies penetrated his fingertips, causing a sharp pain.

He frowned and quickly released his spiritual pressure with this hand.

Instantly, the stinging sensation disappeared, and at the same time, his entire hand was enveloped in spiritual energy, isolating the three auras from the outside.

Lin Xiaofei murmured softly:

This aura was indeed somewhat dangerous; it carried an aggressive quality.

If inhaled in large quantities, it will affect the spiritual energy within the body.

If I'm not mistaken, a typical Nascent Soul cultivator, if they inhale a large amount of this aura and are unable to refine it, will likely have their cultivation level affected.

This aura can even devour the spiritual energy within the body, potentially causing a regression in cultivation level. Over time, one might never be able to make any further progress.

Although Lin Xiaofei knew there might be danger involved, he couldn't rest easy until he killed the demon king.

Lin Xiaofei frowned slightly, pondering to himself.

He gazed into the distance, a hint of doubt in his eyes, and thought to himself:

The atmosphere here is full of danger, so why did the Demon King choose to stay deep in Mogu Peak?

Could there be some extraordinary treasure hidden in Mogu Peak?

Or is there something that could make that demon king so obsessed?

As Lin Xiaofei pondered, he gazed into the distance, his heart filled with curiosity, as if he were exploring a mysterious world.

Lin Xiaofei thought to himself:

There's no point in thinking about it anymore; let's hurry on our way.

He shook his head and murmured softly.

Then, he took a deep breath, took a firm step, and sprinted forward like a ghost.

An hour later, Lin Xiaofei finally emerged from the desert.

He stood on the edge of the desert, gazing ahead with a look of surprise on his face.

In the distance, there was a huge, verdant mountain range, and at its summit, a magnificent building could be vaguely seen.

Lin Xiaofei muttered to himself, "What is that?"

He stared wide-eyed, trying to make out the details of the building.

The building's exterior is resplendent in gold, exuding an ancient and rustic aura, as if telling the story of the vicissitudes of time.

He licked his lips and muttered to himself, "It seems I'm getting closer and closer to my goal."

After speaking, a slight smile appeared on his lips, and he strode confidently toward the massive mountain range before him.

kill!

kill!

kill!

Lin Xiaofei had only traveled two or three miles when he saw one demonic cultivator after another rushing out from the mountains and forests ahead.

These demonic cultivators, wielding jet-black longswords and radiating astonishing demonic energy, surged towards Lin Xiaofei like a tidal wave.

"Um?"

Lin Xiaofei raised an eyebrow, stopped, glanced around, and said in a low voice:

They were all demonic cultivators of average strength.

He sensed that most of these demonic cultivators were at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, while some were at the early stage of the Divine Transformation stage.

However, he did not hesitate for long. With a light tap of his fingertip, a sword aura shot out with a whooshing sound.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

The demonic cultivator who rushed forward was instantly killed the moment he came into contact with the sword energy, his body torn to pieces.

Lin Xiaofei was using his One Sword Heart Meridian technique.

He is trying to cultivate the Eternal Sword Technique, although its power has not yet reached the peak of the Nascent Soul stage.

However, he knew that once he mastered the basics of cultivation, its power would surpass that of the peak of the Nascent Soul stage.

Sword energy shot out one after another.

The large number of demonic cultivators who rushed up looked like a dark, swarming mass.

With a light touch of his fingertips, he unleashed the Eternal Sword Technique again and again, the sword energy shooting out with overwhelming force.

ah!

ah!

With screams of agony, one demonic cultivator after another fell into pools of blood.

The sword energy that Lin Xiaofei unleashed from his fingertips was as swift as the wind and as fast as lightning; each sword energy carried a sharp killing intent.

These demonic cultivators had ferocious faces, tall statures, bulging muscles, and fierce glints in their eyes.

Their skin was an eerie black, as if it had blended into the darkness.

Their attack was swift and fierce.

However, the sword energy that Lin Xiaofei unleashed was even more ferocious.

Each sword aura was like a work of art, flowing like clouds and water as it shot out.

Sword energy pierced through the air, and the attacks of the demonic cultivators were all neutralized.

The eternal practice of the sword, once, twice, three times... seven times...

Lin Xiaofei felt that although his progress in cultivating the Eternal Sword Technique was slow, it was indeed increasing.

His eyes shone with determination and confidence.

In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, a large number of demonic cultivators rushed down from the mountainside. Despite their large numbers and seemingly fierce appearance, they could only fall one after another in the face of Lin Xiaofei's sword energy.

Lin Xiaofei's steps were steady and firm. He knew that he was getting closer and closer to succeeding in his cultivation.

"Unfortunately, the number of demonic cultivators is still too small, not enough for me to cultivate the Eternal Sword Technique."

Lin Xiaofei looked at the scene of corpses strewn across the mountainside and muttered to himself.

His voice was calm, but tinged with regret.

He gently unleashed the last burst of sword energy and stopped casting the spell.

His enthusiasm for cultivation was forced to stop due to the insufficient number of demonic cultivators, which left him somewhat unsatisfied.

However, he also understood that the path of cultivation was long and could not be rushed.

Lin Xiaofei took a deep breath and calmed himself down. He knew that on this challenging path, he needed to remain calm and patient.

Then, he looked again at the corpses of demonic cultivators scattered all over the mountains.