Cultivation of immortality begins with an eighty-year-old eunuch.

"Ah... damn seal! Damn Zhenyuan Nails!"

The Fire Source itself trembled violently, and the dark golden sun could no longer be maintained, vanishing with a crash. His withered body slumped onto the altar once more, gasping for breath, too weak to even lift a finger.

"He...he's dying!"

Amidst the ruins, Xuan Gu Shangren endured the excruciating pain of the backlash and struggled to his feet. Looking at the dying Fire Source True Body, a greedy green light once again blazed in his eyes.

"Don't give him a chance to breathe! Strike while the iron is hot and kill him!" The old woman with a thousand poisons wiped the poisonous blood from the corner of her mouth, her eyes filled with resentment and venom, and raised her cane again.

The masked scholar gritted his teeth and stood up. Although his soul was in excruciating pain, the killing intent in his eyes grew even stronger.

Not far away, the armored zombie king, whose fate was previously unknown, actually stood up again, swaying, amidst a tooth-grinding sound of bones grinding together.

His body was almost entirely covered in wounds, yet he miraculously survived the fatal blow thanks to the zombie's terrifying regenerative abilities!

"Old dog... I'm not dead yet!" the armored corpse king roared in a leaky voice.

The four reunited, and although they were all seriously injured, the greed and killing intent in their eyes were even more intense than before.

They could see very clearly that the Fire Source itself was already at its last gasp!

"kill!"

Without any hesitation, the four men, despite their severe injuries, charged toward the altar once more.

This time, the Fire Source True Body could no longer condense that world-destroying blazing sun. He could only rely on his profound understanding of the laws, using extremely weak law power to engage in close combat with the four half-step Void Refinement old monsters!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The entire Blackstone Square has been turned into a living hell.

The Fire Source itself endured the suction from the five long nails and the excruciating pain of its soul being torn apart.

Using his withered fingers as a sword, each strike unleashed a faint yet deadly element of fire that cleaved through the void.

"Sizzle!"

Xuan Gu Shangren's skeletal arm was severed at the root, the cut was charred black, and it could not even be restored.

"Bang!"

The massive body of the Ironclad Corpse King was once again sent flying by a single palm strike from the Fire Source itself, breaking seven or eight of its ribs.

However, the four old monsters also went completely mad, and they recklessly traded injuries for injuries!

The poisonous miasma of the Thousand Poison Old Woman seeped into his body through the wound of the Fire Source True Body, corroding his meridians. The mental spikes of the Ghost-Faced Scholar kept exploding in his sea of ​​consciousness, causing him a splitting headache.

Back and forth they fought, blood and flesh flying everywhere!

A critically injured, dying Void Refinement expert, sealed and suppressed! Four greedy and insane ancient demons, each at the half-step Void Refinement realm.

The two sides fought to a standstill, resulting in a fierce and protracted tug-of-war!

Each collision was accompanied by chilling fluctuations of the laws of nature and piercing screams. Several feet of the ground in Blackstone Plaza were ripped away, leaving behind severed limbs and dried black blood.

This level of combat is beyond the imagination of ordinary cultivators!

In the quiet room with the golden bowl.

Chen Fan stared blankly at the scene, his back completely soaked with cold sweat.

His heart pounded like a drum, and his usually calm eyes were now filled with unprecedented shock and deep fear.

"That's terrifying..."

Chen Fan muttered to himself, his voice tinged with an undeniable dryness.

He originally thought that after advancing to the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm, with the trump cards of the Three Gates of Intent and the Golden Bowl, even if he couldn't defeat a true early stage Void Refinement cultivator, he could at least retreat unscathed.

But now, seeing this battle, he realized how terribly wrong he had been!

"This is not a contest of spiritual power; it is a dimensional attack on the level of life itself."

Chen Fan frantically rehearsed and reviewed the events in his mind.

He clearly saw that the spiritual power that the Fire Source True Body could mobilize at this moment was even less than that of an ordinary mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

But it was precisely by relying on his ingrained understanding of the laws, which was like an instinct etched into his bones, that he managed to suppress four half-step Void Refinement cultivators who were full of spiritual power and ruthless in their methods!

"This is the law... absolute control over the rules of heaven and earth."

"No matter how strong a Nascent Soul cultivator's artistic conception is, they are merely 'borrowing' the power of heaven and earth; while a Void Refinement cultivator is establishing local rules!"

Chen Fan clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his flesh, the stinging pain forcing him to stay rational.

He was glad that he had been cautious enough and had not been blinded by greed, and glad that he had chosen to use someone else to do his dirty work.

If two months ago, he had really acted rashly and rushed out to finish them off, or if he hadn't lured those four old monsters in from outside the barrier just now…

Right now, the one being rubbed into the ground by the Fire Source itself on the altar is definitely Chen Fan!

"When that old monster faced me two months ago, he didn't even use the Great Sun Tathagata technique... He was really fishing for me, trying to keep me alive so I could get out. If he had intended to kill me from the start, I wouldn't even have had the chance to hide in the Golden Bowl."

Thinking hard.

Chen Fan took a deep breath, forcibly dispelling the lingering fear in his mind.

……

"Boom!"

On Blackstone Plaza, violent fluctuations of spiritual energy, like a materialized tsunami, crashed one after another against the already dilapidated ruins.

The dark red altar trembled violently, emitting a teeth-grinding "crackling" sound, as if it might collapse completely at any moment.

The Fire Source's shriveled body was pinned to the center of the array by five dark golden Zhenyuan nails, and thick black blood foam spilled from the corner of his mouth with each breath. However, the eerie green ghost fire dancing in his sunken eye sockets exuded a chilling madness and cruelty.

"Die!"

The Fire Source itself let out a roar like a trapped beast, its withered fingers clasped together like a sword, and slashed forward fiercely.

A thin, dark red thread, imbued with the pure laws of fire, silently sliced ​​through the void.

"Pfft!"

The armored corpse king, who was at the forefront and whose body was covered in intense corpse aura, didn't even have time to scream. His proud and supposedly indestructible natal corpse armor was instantly split in two like a hot knife through butter in front of this red line of law!

The enormous head shot skyward, its crimson eyes still holding the greed and disbelief of its dying moments.

Immediately afterwards, with a muffled "bang," the corpse core within the Ironclad Corpse King, which had accumulated thousands of years of cultivation, was completely shattered by the power of the laws! The headless, enormous body crashed to the ground, kicking up clouds of dust.

One of the four half-step Void Refinement cultivators, the Ironclad Corpse King, has fallen!

"Ironclad Old Ghost!"

The ghostly flames in Xuan Gu Shangren's eye sockets flickered violently, and he let out a horrified scream. He never expected that a Void Refinement old monster, who was seriously injured and on the verge of death and whose cultivation had been sealed away and drained of 70%, could still unleash such a terrifying attack!

"Retreat! Retreat quickly!"

The old woman with the thousand poisons was so frightened that she slammed her dove-headed cane on the ground and turned into a cloud of dark green poisonous mist, trying to flee frantically towards the edge of the square.