Immortality begins with becoming a master weapon refiner

It was the Southern Wilderness Eagle King and the Sky-Splitting Demon King, their cultivations imprisoned, their limbs pierced by iron chains, hanging below the raised flagpole, their eyes lifeless, their faces pale.

Tian Yunzi calmly looked at the merman Han Xiu and waved his hand.

"---cut!"

Pei Daojun, who temporarily acted as the executioner, rubbed his hands together and, with excitement in his eyes, beheaded two people with one stroke under the watchful eyes of the crowd, sacrificing them to the flag on the orders of the Southern Wilderness Eagle King!
"Humanity, may you triumph!"

"Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng!"

"Slay the demons! Kill the demons! Kill, kill, kill!"

As they perished, the two enormous headless blue eagles revealed their true forms, standing out prominently in the scene of their confrontation.

After all, it was a fifth-rank demon, with a body that was at least a hundred miles long. With its death, the morale of the human race soared, while the demon race members all looked grim.

Those with lower cultivation levels felt fear. Among the nearly one hundred million demon lords, the quality was uneven, and whispers and chaotic discussions immediately broke out, reaching the ears of many powerful figures.

His expression was like he'd eaten shit.

With the fall of the powerful, all the fruits and accumulations of a lifetime of cultivation have been transformed into a spiritual storm that sweeps across thousands of miles. Under the incredibly dense spiritual energy, it won't be long before a fifth-grade peak spiritual vein will condense here, at least two or more.

In the future, Burial Valley will become a sacred place for spiritual practice.

Unfortunately, all of this was part of the plan, and there was no way to make good use of it.

"—Bold Human!"

The Golden Crocodile glared, annoyed by the Eagle King's weakness and anger at its lack of strength, yet also feeling ashamed and furious at the deaths of its brethren.

"Han Xiu!"

The merman who volunteered immediately shouted.

"You lowly human, I am Han Xiu. Do you have any opponent who dares to challenge me?!"

With that, an ice-blue trident appeared in his hand.

Demon treasures and human magical artifacts are different, but in essence they are both a kind of learning and application of the laws of heaven and earth. This trident is equivalent to a mid-grade Heaven-Reaching Spiritual Treasure.

In theory, a mid-level Dao Lord can use it, but the demon race... their brains develop too late, and they only have the wisdom comparable to a human teenager after they become demons.

Their understanding of the natural order is very primitive, therefore weapons, magical treasures, elixirs, formations, and so on are all inferior.

Humanity's ability to make good use of external resources is not just talk.

Moreover, with the exceptional talents of the Five Ancestors of the Human Race passing on their knowledge, conducting research and innovation, and making the most of rare and precious materials, the Human Race can definitely be considered the best in Cangwu.

The components of a cultivator's strength can be roughly divided into four categories:

Cultivation level, magical treasures and spiritual artifacts, supernatural powers and secret techniques, combat experience!
"A high-grade demon lord, a mid-grade spiritual treasure—we can't rule out a deliberate feigned weakness tactic. Who will deal with this?"

Gu Qing had just broken through and was about to test his abilities when the cultivator from Taihe Mountain spoke first.

"I am willing to go."

Tian Yunzi frowned slightly. The person who spoke was known as the "Three Pill Dao Lord". Taihe Mountain was different from other immortal sects. It was famous for alchemy, but it was actually at a disadvantage in combat.

Moreover, without a fifth-grade extreme cultivator, the upper-grade cultivator is already the strongest existence in Taihe. If something goes wrong, it will harm the inheritance of the immortal sect!
San Dan Daojun also knew that in such situations, Taihe Mountain was usually the most capable person in charge of logistics, and had never volunteered for the "challenge" stage, so he quickly explained.

"Everyone, alchemists have their own fighting methods. We have been fortunate to receive your care over the years, but once a full-scale war breaks out, we will ultimately have to rely on our own strength."

"The battle is not yet intense. I would like to further refine the alchemist's fighting techniques based on the methods of the demon race. What do you all think?"

Since things had come to this point, Tian Yunzi couldn't very well refute them.

"In that case, we'll do as you say."

"If things go wrong, just admit defeat. I will protect you. Compared to winning or losing a game, your alchemy skills are more important to the human race."

"Understood." Seeing this, Gu Qing gently patted the Third Pill Dao Lord's shoulder. The phoenix totem flashed and disappeared, leaving behind a Nine Revolutions Nirvana Divine Power as a precaution.

When the Three Elixir Daoist Lord noticed this, he gave him a friendly smile.

"Thank you."

"Humans have always been of one mind and one family, so there is no need to say more."

Just then, the demon race grew impatient, and the merman Han Xiu spoke with utter arrogance.

"Stop dawdling! Are all humans cowards who fear death? Are they afraid of me?"

"Noisy."

The Third Pill Daoist flew over, a purple pill cauldron spinning above his head, his natal spiritual treasure, a top-grade item.

"Well done!"

Without further ado, the merman, holding his trident upside down, struck first, hurling an ice orb high into the sky, instantly bringing a chilling sensation.

The power of the Frost Law was clearly revealed.

Other powerful beings from both the human and demon races contributed their efforts to temporarily banish this space to the Void Realm, with only a few wisps of spatial passages connecting it.

This is a temporary spatial arena created using the mysteries of magic so that both armies can witness the battle.

No matter how the fighting goes on inside, it won't affect the outside world.

The Void Battlefield was created in this way during the Second Total War, but it was too large, lasted too long, and the fighting inside was too brutal.

This caused the spatial channel connecting the two parties to break, resulting in a complete loss of communication.

The temporary structure was transformed into a permanent one, which is how the Void Battlefield platform came to be today. There's no need to worry about that right now, as the power of a fifth-grade cultivator is not enough to replicate that scene from back then.

Under the spotlight.

With a flick of his sleeve, the Three Pill Dao Lord released over a hundred pills, which hovered in the void. As his magical power was activated, the round and lustrous pills intertwined with each other.

A complete three-dimensional magic array is formed.

It was actually—the Art of Pill Formation!
There are weapon-making array techniques, and naturally there are alchemy array techniques and talisman array techniques. Among the myriad arts of cultivation, there are countless combinations of two or more, and even combinations of three or four are not uncommon.

It simply has its limits, not as high as the limits of a pure, single skill. Even so, it can greatly enhance a cultivator's responsiveness and versatility.

The power of the Frost Law was blocked by the Pill Array.

The purple-gold cauldron above the head of the Three Pill Dao Lord suddenly flew out, traversing spatial distance and crashing into the merman, who was then covered in a set of icy armor.

It's not some supernatural power or magic, but a demonic treasure!

The armor, comparable to a top-grade spiritual treasure, had only mediocre effects, but the Three Pill Dao Lords' natal pill cauldron was not particularly outstanding in combat either.

After the treasures were evenly matched, the merman revealed a ferocious smile, stomped his foot, and countless icy mirrors appeared in the void, completely enveloping the Three Dan Daojuns.

This is a ranged supernatural power that utilizes the domain characteristics of the "Seed of the Cave Heaven". The merman's figure shuttles through the ice prism mirror, with the miraculous effect of teleportation.

In just a few breaths, the Three Pill Dao Lords were covered in wounds, their blood staining the sky!
The extreme freezing power under the laws of order froze the wounds, turning them blue-purple and black, causing the flesh to completely necrotize, and black ice shards to fly everywhere.

With gritted teeth, Daoist San Dan threw out another handful of fiery red pills.

A violent fire began to rise.

Gu Qing's expression changed.

"We're going to lose!" (End of Chapter)