Cultivation of Immortality: This is what unorthodox methods are like.

The two monks, Heart Mouth and Spinning Wheel, used drowning water to cast a spell together, tracking down the hidden enemy.

If Jinghong and the others set up the ritual and cast the spell to prevent backlash: layers of light halos hung behind the two cultivators.

A series of halos extended outwards from beneath their feet, one ring after another.

Furthermore, special defensive magical artifacts such as tortoise shells and rags landed around them.

The First Legion Commander and others prepared numerous spells:

Some monks were drawing pictures, waiting to launch a long-range attack.

A cultivator set up an altar on the five-colored altar, reversing yin and yang, in preparation for a nightmare spell.

One cultivator swallowed a massive amount of lightning and fire, then squatted there like a toad, his stomach rumbling loudly.

Some cultivators' eyes darted around, gathering the light of the sun, moon, and stars, which transformed into arrows, ready to be shot.

The royal power was also being prepared.

He prepared a box of thunder and fire, chanted spells, and released eight phases of the moon.

These eight lunar phases, after years of refinement, although not magical artifacts, are far more powerful than ordinary magical artifacts.

The image depicts numerous craters and fissures on the moon, amplifying the power of the Dharma image.

The eight moons revolved around his head, scattering handfuls of moonlight, dreamlike and beautiful.

At the same time, Wang Quan prepared to summon the [Sky Patrol Treasure] to strike.

However, just as he was about to use his authority, his unease did not lessen but instead intensified.

"A celestial patrol treasure, unable to extinguish the impending danger?"

"Or... will the appearance of the celestial patrol artifact lead to an even more terrifying danger?"

"Heh, you really think you've got me cornered?"

His mind raced, and he immediately abandoned the idea of ​​using the [Sky Patrol Treasure].

At the same time, his unease suddenly lessened.

call!call!call!

He took a deep breath and then silently contacted the annual [Drowning Temple].

When he contacted the Taoist temple to strike, his unease remained unchanged.

"interesting."

"Only by using the [Sky-Patrolling Treasure] to strike will we be targeted by an even more formidable danger?"

"So, if I use the [Sky Patrol Treasure] to fish, and then immediately follow up with the [Drowning Dao Court] to strike, will that eliminate the hidden danger?"

This action will cost him one of his most important trump cards within the next month.

But... as long as the danger can be eliminated, that's enough.

"Then... let me see what is plotting against the [Sky Patrol Treasure]."

Wang Quan wasn't stupid. He guessed that the incident involving Meiniang and the others, and the arrival of the Vertical Eye, were all part of a scheme to harm him.

His goal was to find out who was plotting against him, and then—eliminate that person.

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In a certain mountain range in the underworld:

One after another, powerful ghosts and gods, several times, even dozens of times more terrifying than normal ghosts and gods, sat in the mountains, silently lost in thought.

Every now and then, messengers of the Ninth Reincarnation King would appear, transformed into burning skeletons, riding blazing warhorses and galloping in: "My lord asks, have you discovered anything!"

The group of ghosts yawned and feigned ignorance, saying, "Nothing was found!"

"The Flower-Scattering Taoist, who possesses the authority to summon the [Heavenly Patrol Treasure], has already traveled far to the far west. Our eyes, after penetrating the present world, cannot find his figure."

despair!despair!despair!

The messengers departed, leaving only rows of burning hoofprints in the air.

The ghosts and spirits scoffed, "Heh, you want us injured, unlucky souls to do the work? Isn't that bullying ghosts?"

They grumbled and complained, quite dissatisfied with the Ninth Reincarnation King.

It's important to understand that this time, the target is a cultivator who wields the [Sky Patrol Treasure] for attack; one wrong move and you could be killed or have your cultivation destroyed.

They don't want to die.

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Deeper into the mountains:

A series of enormous circular gears rotated, and many of these gears overlapped each other to form one large ring after another.

Countless ghosts and monsters roamed above, but they scattered as they went, then fell into the holes at the ends of different rings and disappeared without a trace.

Among the many concentric circles, the Ninth Wheel King sits enthroned.

This King of Reincarnation was tall and imposing, like a giant, but his features were indistinct.

Its long, flowing hair cuts through space:

"We've finally located a [Sky Patrol Treasure] in the drowning channel."

"Destroy this [Celestial Patrol Treasure] to create a flaw in the Drowning Channel and a loophole in the human world's defenses."

"Then—overthrow this corrupt rule, usher in a new era, step into a new era!"

"Whether they are beings in the underworld or beings in the human realm, in this new era, they will no longer be oppressed by corruption."

"Back then, all sorts of unorthodox and heretical practices, and all sorts of esoteric and orthodox sects, were just remnants of the old era."

"The great ship of the new era cannot contain them."

"They will be crushed and abandoned by the great ships of the new era as they decay."

The Ninth King smiled and said, "Wang Quan, the Flower-Scattering Taoist, I hope you won't disappoint me."

"I hope you can summon the [Sky-Patrolling Treasure] to strike."

"As long as you summon the [Celestial Patrol Treasure], after you fall into the underworld, I will appoint you as the commander of the legion, let you take charge of a region, let you step into a new era, and let you see how the remnants of the old era perish."

Just then, black mist spread from afar, swirling and billowing, and a messenger carrying a lantern shone upon the face of the Ninth Cycle King:

"Ninth Lord, Ninth Lord, the God-King says the target has been locked down."

"You must withstand the first wave of attacks from the [Sky Patrol Treasure]. The God King will take care of the rest."

A flicker of struggle crossed the Ninth Reincarnation King's eyes, then he nodded: "As you command!"

Whoosh!

As the black mist dissipated, the Ninth Reincarnation King roared, "Prepare the teleportation ritual!"

Click!

Click!

Click!

Numerous gear rings accelerated their rotation, these gears forming an even larger gear, which then enveloped the Ninth Wheel King, rotating slowly.

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In the Netherworld corresponding to the City of Bitter Cold, Ma Qingqiu and his companions, who were engaged in fierce fighting, also sensed danger.

They glanced at the king, hesitated for a long time, and finally ran away.

Wang Quan remained silent; he did not call out to Ma Qingqiu and the others.

Because he really didn't know whether these people were human or—abnormal.

Click!

The mirror in front of the two monks, Heart Mouth and Spinning Wheel, suddenly cracked.

Before anyone could react, it exploded with a deafening roar, turning into millions of dust that scattered and formed an even larger mirror.

In the mirror, there is a huge vertical eye.

Glug!

The vertical eyes rotate.

The defensive spells surrounding the two cultivators suddenly shattered.

Immediately afterwards, the halos beneath their feet shattered one by one.

Then came the halo behind their heads.

"Help me!"

The two monks were pale.

All the methods they devised, including those devised by Ruo Jinghong and others, proved ineffective.

"This is the true form of that vertical eye!" Wang Quan's eyes narrowed. "Everyone, be careful, this guy is quite powerful."

The First Legion Commander sneered, "How powerful can a minor anomaly be?"

"Release the lightning and fire to seal off the surroundings and disrupt the space, so it won't jump away and escape."

"You guys, unleash your spells, flip it over, and mark its body to prevent it from escaping."

"You cast a spell to blind it."

The First Legion Commander and his group of cultivators cast spells to seal off the Vertical Eye's true form.

"The rest of you, let's recite the [Symposium for Saving People] together to completely cleanse it."