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

Before Wang Quan began his cultivation, he was unaware of the Beiming family.

After he began his spiritual practice, he became even less interested in the families of ordinary people.

However, he suddenly realized that the powerful families among ordinary people seemed to have a lot of influence.

For thousands of years, even tens of thousands of years, a family has been transporting its members towards the orthodox Xuanmen sect.

So, just how powerful is this family's actual foundation and strength?

"But... even if someone is strong, can they be stronger than me?"

"Although my cultivation level is not high, I still have the authority!"

"With a single strike of the [Sky-Patrolling Magic Treasure], no matter what kind of family you are, you will all be reduced to ashes."

"If a powerful expert tries to stop us, then we'll use the [Drowning Dao Court] technique to strike."

"If their sects obstruct us, then we will summon the [World Dao Court] to strike."

"But... will the [World's Dao Court] crack down on orthodox sects of the Xuanmen?"

He pondered for a while, and then found a secluded little hill near the Wolong Mountains.

He set up rituals on the mountaintop, placed a five-colored altar, and prepared to perform the spell.

Before casting the spell, he went to a city called Beiming.

This city is very large and has a large population.

Within the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Wang Quan had already located the residence of the Beiming family.

The mansion was very large, and it had the aura of a cultivator.

To Wang Quan's surprise, he actually sensed the aura of many Golden Core Ancestors in the new methods.

Moreover, they possessed the aura of orthodox cultivators, and there were quite a few of them.

"As expected, this family is no ordinary clan!"

"But... if that's all the strength you have, you can't stop me at all!"

He walked around the Beiming family compound once, then turned back to the altar in the mountains.

He went on stage to perform a ritual, lit sandalwood incense, and chanted incantations.

A moment later, a cartload of sandalwood transformed into fragrant clouds that swirled overhead, ready for use.

A moment later, he brought in the mountain spring.

The mountain spring, like a great dragon, roared in and formed a water curtain in front of him.

The residence of the Beiming family slowly emerged from the water curtain.

At first, the image was blurry, but as the king continued to draw down fragrant clouds and infuse them with his power, the image began to become clear.

At this moment, layers of faintly visible restrictions appeared above the residence of the Beiming family in the scene.

pat!

Wang Quan snapped his fingers.

The clarity on the water screen suddenly stopped changing.

He muttered incantations and opened a box.

Inside the box were pairs of eyes.

These eyes shone with golden light, silver light, or other colorful light.

They observed and analyzed the faintly visible restrictions through the light curtain.

After becoming engrossed in watching, these eyes actually pressed against the water curtain, grew tiny hands, and reached into the water curtain to trace the restriction little by little.

Some eyes even managed to peel back the upper layer of restrictions within the water curtain to see the next layer.

As they studied the objects, their eyes opened their mouths and chattered incessantly.

Wang Quan listened intently and heard them say: Ah-ba ah-ba.

One hundred breaths...

A thousand...

A cup of tea's time...

The numerous eyeballs threw away the restraints, clapped their hands, and listlessly hopped back into the box.

Click!

The box was closed, and then the sounds of hammering and gears turning came from inside.

Not long after, a piece of paper was ejected from the box.

When Wang Quan looked at it, he found that it depicted many restrictions.

He memorized many of the changes after just one glance.

"Next... let's continue!"

He pulled a wisp of incense cloud and threw it into the water curtain, then chanted incantations to cast a spell.

The water curtain rippled, quietly passing through the deciphered barrier and reflecting the situation inside the mansion.

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[Beiming] Residence:

A group of servants bustled about, carrying wine jars and serving delicacies, moving about the banquet.

The Beiming family held a grand banquet to entertain many cultivators.

Wang Quan observed that most of the cultivators here were from the new cultivation method. The weakest among them was a Foundation Establishment Ancestor, the stronger ones were half-step Golden Core Great Perfection cultivators, and the even stronger ones were Golden Core experts from the new cultivation method.

In addition, there were over a hundred orthodox monks.

The strongest among these cultivators is at the Foundation Establishment stage.

After assessing the situation, Wang Quan felt there was nothing to fear.

His gaze swept across the banquet, and while continuing to observe the mansion, he also constantly gathered the aura of the living beings within.

During his observations, he discovered that new laws, orthodox practices, and even monsters were constantly coming from afar, entering the mansion, and joining the banquet.

After observing the situation, Wang Quan made up his mind.

A moment later, he turned around and went straight into the underworld.

He was going to make arrangements in the underworld to prevent the creatures of the [Bei Ming] family from using any means to escape into the underworld during the upcoming battle.

This aristocratic family has existed for thousands or even tens of thousands of years. He couldn't guarantee that he could kill all the family members if he couldn't use the [Drowning Dao Court] technique.

He feared that some of the opposing side's members might escape into the underworld and then rise again there.

Therefore, he must descend upon the underworld and, using various identities, make contact with the beings there, so that he can simultaneously begin the extermination process.

As soon as he stepped into the underworld, he felt something was wrong.

Because the terrain of this underworld is exactly the same as the terrain of the present world.

At his feet was a low hill, and all around him was the Wolong Mountain Range, composed of mountains of varying heights.

In the distance, a city was brightly lit, and its structure was exactly the same as that of the current world's [Beiming] city.

Moreover, many of the ghosts and monsters were also holding a grand feast.

What surprised him even more was that many ghosts and spirits stood in every corner of the city like pillars supporting the sky.

They exuded the aura of the [Beiming] family.

They stood in the city like nails, pinning the area down.

Wang Quan's eyes narrowed: "What a grand gesture! What remarkable skill! What a long-term plan!"

It is clear that this city in the Underworld is also firmly controlled by the [Beiming] family.

His plan to use the power of the underworld to wipe out the members of the Northern Underworld failed.

"I was just being presumptuous!"

"It seems quite normal for a family that can continuously place its disciples in the ten major orthodox sects of the Five Primordial Elements and the Five Acquired Elements to control a Yin Palace over a long period of time."

He got up, intending to take a trip to the underworld.

As soon as he approached the [Northern Underworld], a sense of unease rose in his heart.

The Daoist inscriptions within the inner landscape trembled, constantly issuing warnings.

"That's right. Over the long years, the members of the Beiming family who died have all gathered in the Underworld. The combat power in the Underworld is higher than that in the present world."

Wang Quan looked at the towering [Northern Underworld] ghosts and gods, and suddenly laughed: "I wonder how you compare to the ghosts and gods of City 95, in terms of strength?"

He calculated the direction of the landmark with his fingers, then turned around and returned to the present world.

The present world:

Wang Quan slapped the Su Yue paper-cut box, releasing the burly man and palace maid.

Palace maids scattered flowers, and burly men carried sedan chairs.

The burly man and palace maids carried him under the moonlight, heading ostentatiously straight for the residence of the Bei Ming family.