Immortality begins with becoming a master weapon refiner

"what!!!"

The azure-colored flames not only possessed an intense heat capable of incinerating everything, but also contained a perfect fusion of the power of various laws. The demonic bone armor covering the Peng Bone Demon's body was rendered ineffective.

It was melted into liquid by the Three Thousand Great Dao Flames, which instead became a shackle binding itself.

The flame spear, formed from solidified flames, resembled a barbecue skewer in Gu Qing's hand.

Boundless magical power gathered at the tip of the spear and was gently tossed into the sky.

The flames and light resembled fireworks.

After flying to a certain point, it exploded with a deafening roar, and an incomparably black lotus of destruction bloomed in the sky. The isolated space was subjected to immense pressure, and cracks instantly appeared everywhere.

It was just a hair's breadth away from shattering this special arena that could isolate battles between fifth-rank experts!
This doesn't mean Gu Qing has such strong destructive power, but rather that his mastery of the void is too high. The void laws fused in the Destruction Fire Lotus were amplified, shaking the stability of this space.

So although it looks scary, its destructive power is actually limited to the upper fifth rank, which is very close to the extreme level. This can only mean that Gu Qing is very strong.

With the upheaval of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, even the most obtuse cultivators realized that Peng Bone Demon was dead, and that his death was quite swift.

Upon realizing this, Gu Qing's face turned deathly pale. He gasped for breath and wiped away non-existent cold sweat from his forehead.

He reached out and plucked a bone from among the beautiful, blooming fire lotuses.

She sniffed it, and her face turned even paler.

Damn, this corpse has been sitting here for who knows how many years, it's stinking! What's the point of eating it? He lightly patted the Netherworld Gourd at his waist and swallowed the whole thing.

The corpse of a fifth-grade upper-level bone demon can produce a lot of <Yin Yuan Pearls>. Whether used to cultivate the Netherworld Ghost-Slaying Sword or for those idiots like the Guhuoniao, they are quite good.

The sudden killing of Penggu Demon left no time for rescue or reaction, causing Lady White Bone's beautiful face to darken.

The morale of the demon race began to decline once again.

The Golden Crocodile clenched its fists so tightly they cracked, staring at Lady White Bone.

"This is your top expert?"

"That's it???"

With this comparison, the merman Han Xiu became even more smug, but Lady White Bone said something.

“The Peng Bone Demon must have been careless. That human cultivator suffered considerable losses and doesn’t seem to have any intention of going down. Which of you should send someone to try again?”

Although the Western Wilderness demon race is powerful, most of the high-level resources were devoured by the three brothers. They didn't have a single fifth-rank upper-level demon lord, only a few lower-rank demon lords.

Since the Mermaid King and Lady White Bone had already fought, all the demons looked at the [Sun-Devouring Hou], who hadn't said much.

"Swallow the Sun, or...you do it?"

"Hmph, I'll come then, where are the Quanrong?"

A golden-armored demon lord emerged from under the command of the Sun-Devouring Hou. He carried nine long swords on his back and had a handsome and elegant appearance, looking even more like a sword cultivator than Tian Jianzi.

"The true form of the Quanrong is the Nine-Headed Celestial Hound, proficient in the power of the solar law. It forged the Nine-Headed Blazing Sun Sword with its nine heads and killed this guild in less than ten moves!"

Quanrong clasped his hands in a fist salute.

"I will certainly not fail the trust placed in me by the emperors!"

The demon race continued to send out more people for the third battle, while the human race became anxious when they saw that Gu Qing's face had turned pale and he still showed no sign of returning.

Winning a game is already a good result; replacing players is a better option when the game is too exhausting.

Gu Zhixuan was the most anxious.

"Senior Tianyunzi, Senior Brother Feng, please bring Gu Qing back quickly! That Quanrong fellow is a renowned demon lord, a top expert in the Endless Wilderness. It would be better to leave him to Tianjian Mountain to deal with..."

"Look, you're in a hurry."

Tian Yunzi shook his head helplessly. He knew Gu Qing's abnormality. When he entered Tianchi to cultivate, he would sit for two Jiazi (60 years) at a time. When he entered Tianchi to cultivate, he only persisted for thirty years before he could no longer comprehend anything.

"Zhixuan, you should have more faith in Gu Qing."

"It is true that he is your junior, but he is also a strong person and a pillar of the human race. He knows what he is doing, so we don't need to worry about him anymore."

Gu Zhixuan was taken aback. Because of his age, Gu Qing had always been a child in his eyes, and the nickname "Three-Year-Old Gu" originated from him. Not long ago, he could only work as an assistant in the Burial Valley, but suddenly he had risen to the fifth rank. It was really hard for him to adjust his mindset.

Thinking this, Gu Zhixuan turned his head and glanced at Feng Xian again.

The second son's eyes were vacant, as if he were lost in thought, it was hard to tell whether he was deeply shocked or simply spacing out...

Among those who knew Gu Qing, Pei Daojun, who was relatively distant from him, was the most supportive of him.

"Fellow Daoist Gu, smash that guy's head in! I'll make his brains!"

"........."

Within the isolated space, upon hearing Pei Daojun's call, Gu Qing was speechless for a moment before quickly clearing his mind and focusing on his second opponent.

Nine-headed Heavenly Hounds – Quanrong!
Nine golden swords, each carved in the shape of a dog's head, unfolded behind him like a peacock spreading its tail feathers, resembling a golden divine halo.

"Human, state your name, and you will be worthy to become a victim of my sword."

"A dead soul? Heh—"

Gu Qing extended his middle finger and teased him a couple of times.

"A barking, arrogant, and conceited dog that isn't even worthy to lick my shoes."

Quan Rong's face immediately turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and he stopped talking nonsense.

Nine golden swords lined up in a long dragon, radiating boundless golden light, and pierced towards Gu Qing's heart.

Gu Qing moved his divine sense and discovered that the golden light actually had the effect of blocking divine sense perception. For high-level cultivators who are used to using their divine sense as their eyes, being suddenly covered up was really a bit unusual.

But who is he? The Lord of Ten Thousand Laws! He has nothing but extraordinary supernatural powers.

A gust of divine wind swept through the isolated space from the corner of his mouth.

The golden light that filled the sky was like white paper, blown to shreds by the blue hurricane.

With a swift movement, Quan Rong grasped two golden swords, while the other seven transformed into giant hunting dogs burning with the true fire of the sun, and charged towards Gu Qing.

"Well done."

With a gentle pat on his waist, the Heavenly Will Demon-Slaying Sword, nurtured by the [Slaying Path Gourd], was unsheathed in a flash.

Blood-red slash marks suddenly covered the entire world. The seven golden hounds were slashed back to their original forms, whimpering as they fled back to the Quanrong. It was as if they were locked in by the will of heaven, and feelings of frustration, fear and other emotions suppressed by the Great Dao overwhelmed their hearts.

For the first time, Quanrong felt genuine fear! Their eyes were fixed on the phantom of the blood-red demonic sword.

Absolutely certain—there's something wrong with this sword!
Born of the demon race... he was restrained!
If they then compete in supernatural powers, magic, and swordsmanship, it's very likely that one can only exert six-tenths of their strength, while the opponent can turn ten-tenths of their strength into fifteen-tenths.

With one decrease and one increase, Gu Qing, who wields the Heavenly Will Demon-Slaying Sword, is invincible among demons of the same level, but the Quanrong are not without ways to deal with him.

law!

In a contest of the power of laws, he didn't believe that someone who had lived for so many years and had mastered the only solar law could be inferior to a human who was less than five hundred years old.
Absolutely not.

"Drink!!!"

Quanrong suddenly transformed into a small sun and charged towards Gu Qing. Gu Qing smiled with satisfaction, thinking, "I'm not afraid you won't fight hard, I'm just afraid you'll try to run away."

Holding the sword in one hand, he compressed and condensed the Three Thousand Great Dao Flames infinitely onto the sword, and uttered a soft shout.

"---cut!"

"Something's not right." The Sun-Devouring Hou's pupils shrank, realizing that Gu Qing was hiding his true strength and that his excessive exertion was just an act, so it immediately stepped in to save him.

He is the Sun-Devouring Hou, born with the innate divine abilities of devouring power and solar power. Now, his first choice is to empower the Quanrong with even stronger solar laws.

They attempted to crush Gu Qing by force.

Feng Xian was the first to notice and immediately took action. Amidst the howling wind, the giant azure hand reached for the small sun that was the incarnation of the Quanrong.

The demon race wouldn't stand idly by either; the Heavenly Golden Crocodile personally intervened, and an even more severe battle was about to erupt! (End of Chapter)