"The aura of a living person!"
"It's a cultivator!"
"Kill them all!"
"Don't let a single one escape!"
"Taste the flavor of flesh and blood!"
Emerging from the depths of the cave, a surge of yin energy appeared, along with numerous grotesque and malevolent creatures. These creatures, far from being able to stop a child's crying, could frighten a living person to death simply by their appearance.
Three heads and seven arms, eight heads and eight legs, or simply a bunch of heads piled up together... Even immortals would shudder at their hideous and grotesque appearance, which makes people want to kill them!
"These beasts!"
After a moment of astonishment, one of the Nine Peaks Elders was filled with extreme anger, but this anger was not directed at the Yin creatures in front of him, whose forms had already deviated from the ordinary cultivators' understanding of ghosts.
"You're not a human being!"
Feng Bingwen, no longer the naive man he once was, could not understand why this Elder Jiuwei Mountain was so angry.
As the saying goes, killing someone is just a matter of beheading them. For cultivators, the depletion of their lifespan does not mean the end. From time to time, news of powerful beings being reincarnated can be heard in the cultivation world.
However, reincarnation is not exclusive to powerful beings. Even ordinary beings have a chance to be reincarnated, although their reincarnation is not controllable, but there is still a sliver of possibility.
However, these ghosts before us, regardless of what they were or what their origins were, have clearly cut off any chance of reincarnation—because someone used a secret method to have many ghosts devour each other, thus creating these monsters shrouded in malevolent energy, evil energy, and many other evil influences.
"Eliminate these ghosts! We must never let them enter the human world!"
Another elder from Jiuwei Mountain immediately responded. He flipped his hand, and a small command flag flew out of his palm. It then grew in the wind and transformed into a large, fluttering red banner.
Accompanied by a series of roars and cries, nine fiery beasts of different shapes burst forth from the banner, releasing astonishing heat as they faced the malevolent creatures radiating savagery and boundless malice.
"Yes, sir!"
The other disciples of Jiuwei Mountain also responded one after another. They either took out their natal magic treasures or used their most prized supernatural powers to fight against those Yin creatures that were not weak.
Quack!
Feng Bingwen was not to be outdone. With a strange cry, a three-legged divine bird, no bigger than a palm and radiating crimson-gold flames, appeared beside him.
When it appears, the light it emits carries a majestic and awe-inspiring aura, sweeping away all the gloom and filth around it.
Even the malevolent beings that surged from the depths of the cave like a tide, when illuminated by this light, couldn't help but scream and wail. A hint of fear appeared in their malevolent child-like eyes, unrelated to intelligence, but simply the instinctive fear of malevolent beings.
"Golden Crow!"
Seeing the three-legged divine bird that appeared and, without doing anything, allowed them to gain a foothold in the dark cave, the seven cultivators from Jiuwei Mountain were greatly shocked.
Its radiance, identical to, or even more intense than, that of the sun suspended in the sky, silently conveyed a message that was both awe-inspiring and terrifying upon closer examination.
"It's just a fire spirit, not a true golden crow. It's merely in form, no different from the one this elder commands!"
Feng Bingwen, meeting the shocked gazes of the cultivators, offered an explanation.
He couldn't let anyone misunderstand that he had any connection with the Golden Crow clan. No matter how noble the Golden Crow's origins were, they were still a demon race.
"You flatter me, Daozi. How could my meager skills compare to yours?"
Elder Jiuwei Mountain, who held the Crimson Flame Nine Spirits Flag in his hand, felt somewhat embarrassed when Feng Bingwen compared his fire spirit to his own. The difference was obvious even to ordinary people who didn't know how to cultivate.
When the fire spirit, which was no different from the legendary golden crow, appeared, the nine strange beasts, which also faintly exuded an aura surpassing the Yuan Dan realm, subconsciously let out whimpering cries, and subtly made a gesture of submission.
"They're essentially the same!"
Feng Bingwen said, then he raised his hand and pointed. The fire spirit, which had originally appeared to support the small creature no bigger than a palm, instantly transformed into a crimson-gold divine rainbow and rushed into the ghost tide. Accompanied by another clear cry, the surging true solar fire swept across all directions.
Faced with the most yang and masculine power in the world, even the yin beings whose minds are filled with killing and tyranny crumble at the slightest touch. Even the slightest touch will cause them to gradually vanish amidst wails.
For spirits, no matter what form they take, even if they devour each other under secret methods and evolve into all sorts of bizarre and terrifying forms, their essence will not change fundamentally, which means they are destined to be annihilated by the power of the sun.
"So strong!"
Several disciples of Jiuwei Mountain showed expressions of shock, even the previously somewhat unconvinced geniuses who wanted to catch up and compete.
Not to mention them, even the two elders of Jiuwei Mountain were shocked by the three-legged divine bird that had revealed its true form of a hundred feet under the influence of the true fire of the sun.
Under its power, no matter how ferocious and ugly the spirit is, even if its power is comparable to that of a ghost king, after the crimson golden wings are flapped, it can only collapse and disappear inch by inch amidst its wails, leaving not even a wisp of yin energy behind.
"The Profound Realm!"
The elder holding the Crimson Flame Nine Spirits Flag had a slightly bitter expression. He was skilled in fire-based supernatural abilities and loved flames, as could be seen from his natal magic weapon.
But looking at the three-legged divine bird that roamed freely in the underground cave, dominating all directions and causing countless evil beings to turn to ashes, he felt only a deep sense of powerlessness.
We can't beat them!
Seeing the fire spirit that was exactly like the golden crow in mythology, he felt that even if he went all out against it, the final outcome would probably be to turn into a handful of ashes, or even not a trace.
This is a very distressing and frustrating thing. At the same level of cultivation, he had spent countless years and walked on thin ice to get to this point, but he still couldn't defeat a fire spirit casually dispatched by a junior.
Although the exact age of this Supreme Daoist is unknown, judging from the vigorous energy emanating from him, he is probably not even sixty years old yet, not even a fraction of the time he has spent cultivating the Dao. This makes even an old senior like him feel ashamed.
How could this not leave people stunned and speechless, prompting them to reflect on what they have actually accomplished in their lives?
"senior!"
Just then, a soft call came. Although the voice was soft, it sounded like a great bell to him, instantly waking him up.
The elder holding the Crimson Flame Nine Spirits Banner felt a chill run through his body. He looked at the face filled with concern and bowed slightly.
"Thank you for the reminder, Daoist. Otherwise, all the cultivation I've painstakingly built over ten cycles of sixty years would have been ruined!"
"Senior, there's no need for such formalities. It was just a small favor!"
Feng Bingwen looked at the flesh and tendons spreading along the stone wall beneath his feet, a look of vigilance appearing in his eyes. Compared to the ghost tide that was routed in the face of the true fire of the sun, this flesh and blood was almost unaffected by the true fire of the sun.
Even if real fire falls on it, it can only scorch the point of contact, and before long, with a wriggling motion, it will return to its original state. It may even turn around and try to devour the real fire.
"Elder Zhong, what happened to you just now?"
Another elder, looking at his fellow disciple whose aura was clearly unstable and whose foundation seemed to have been damaged, frowned and asked with a solemn expression.
"I just had some inappropriate thoughts and almost fell into a demonic trap!"
Elder Zhong felt a sense of vigilance. As a cultivator, the most important thing is to maintain a calm mind, but just now he had a thought of being jealous of the virtuous and capable, which was very abnormal.
For those who cultivate, aptitude for cultivation is never equal. What he painstakingly meditates for a month, those geniuses might achieve in just a few days.
Cultivation has always been unequal, and this is an unchangeable fact. Since this is the case, one can only strengthen one's own Dao heart and not be influenced by the outside world. If one becomes jealous because others have better aptitude than oneself, then one should not cultivate and seek the Dao.
"This place is extraordinary. You must all firmly uphold your Daoist beliefs and not allow external demons to take advantage of it!"
Several cultivators from Jiuwei Mountain nodded solemnly, but Feng Bingwen had no such worries. He noticed the abnormality from an observer's perspective, but he himself did not have any strange thoughts.
What is the Myriad Transformations Demon Embryo?
Feng Bingwen, who had found this place through the search of the earth spirit, asked the spirit artifact in his body, "I have to say, it's really convenient to carry such an ancient living fossil with me."
"A magical physique that can be cultivated through artificial shaping!"
The Five Elements Heavenly Wheel provides an easy-to-understand answer.
"As for the conditions for cultivating the Myriad Transformations Demon Embryo, what you see before you is it. With the soul essence and blood accumulated in this kind of demon cave, it would probably take killing several million people to gather enough!"
Although it was not human, the spirit artifact spoke in a serious tone, unlike its usual disrespectful and unreliable manner, giving people a very composed feeling.
"Is this the purpose of those remnants of the demonic path stirring up bloodshed here?"
Feng Bingwen stared at the flesh and fascia beneath his feet. This flesh and tissue, which could cause physical discomfort just by looking at it, possessed an extraordinary vitality. Even the scorching heat of the sun's true fire did not cause it to change much.
"More or less, but it should only be one of them. What you see in front of you is only a part of their achievements!"
The Five Elements Heavenly Wheel's tone carried a hint of sarcasm.
"Although those remnants of the demonic path were taken in by those alien beings, they are not living a good life. Although they have also raised many mortals, if they were to cultivate something like the Myriad Transformation Demon Embryo, they would wipe them out after only a few visits. At that time, they would have no new blood to replenish their ranks, and their demise would only be a matter of time."
"Having instigated such a massacre, aren't those remnants of the demonic path worried that our powerful human race will seek revenge? Do they think that with the protection of the demon race, they can act with impunity?"
Feng Bingwen felt a surge of murderous intent, but he also knew that the person who could have orchestrated this was a powerful figure in the demonic path, far beyond his current level of influence.
"The reckoning will certainly take place, and this debt will be recorded, but it can't be now!"
The Five Elements Heavenly Wheel sighed.
"Even if you're unwilling, you have to admit that these remnants of the demonic path have chosen a good opportunity!"
"Damn it!"
Even though Feng Bingwen was very careful about the impact of his status, he couldn't help but swear at this moment. Of course, he knew what a good opportunity was!
"Blood debts will be repaid in blood. These remnants of the demonic path will regret what they have done today, because they have provoked you!"
The Five Elements Heavenly Wheel soothes Feng Bingwen.
"If that day ever comes, I will settle accounts with them!"
It wasn't just for good deeds, but also to release the pent-up frustration he had been holding in.
"Let's clean up this demonic den first. If I'm not mistaken, there should be some remnants of the demonic path guarding this place, but they've been scared by you and are hiding here. I wonder how far the Myriad Transformation Demon Embryo has been nurtured here. If it's almost ready, I have an idea that can help you collect a blood debt ahead of time!"
"What do you mean?"
Upon hearing about this magical artifact, Feng Bingwen's attention was immediately drawn to it.
"Find that demonic fetus first!"
"Um!"
Feng Bingwen's attention returned to the cave. Although his communication with the Five Elements Heavenly Wheel was complicated, it only lasted for a short moment. None of the Nine Peaks Mountain cultivators around him, who were practicing their concentration techniques, noticed anything unusual about him.
"How are you? There should be remnants of the demonic path lurking here. Are you willing to come with me to drag them out?"
"I'm fine now!"
Although they knew that this demonic cave might affect their Dao heart, the young disciples immediately responded to Feng Bingwen's suggestion.
"I'll go first!"
His tone was decisive and unquestionable. Then, Feng Bingwen took the lead and flew into the depths of the cave. The Ancient Sword Tower rose from above, and 108 enhanced killing swords roared out.
Suppressing and clearing this demonic cave was easier than expected. The most troublesome thing was the thousands upon thousands of ghost tides and the monsters born from mutual cannibalism. Just a few of them could be a problem for a Yuan Dan cultivator, and with such a huge number piled up together, even a Human Immortal would be overwhelmed and might even perish.
However, these problems did not exist in front of Feng Bingwen. The True Fire of the Sun was an absolute force that could suppress Yin spirits. As for the loss of magical power caused by the sheer number of Yin spirits, this was not a problem for Feng Bingwen.
Therefore, when they found those remnants of the demonic path, they encountered almost no effective resistance and easily brought them under control.
"I think I've found the demonic fetus. What should I do next?"
"Have you considered acquiring a demonic avatar?"
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