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

Upon seeing this, Wang Quan laughed heartily: "Your verbal prowess is far inferior to the power of my magic weapon!"

He unleashed a portion of the power of the [Bone Ring] and [Spectrum Mirror], sweeping towards these Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Originally, the power of these two magical treasures was evenly distributed throughout the vast [Northern Underworld] City, so the pressure on these Foundation Establishment cultivators was not that great.

As a result, now that the royal power is targeting them, they can no longer withstand it.

boom!

A Foundation Establishment cultivator transformed into a sky full of blood mist, his tattered Yang Spirit attempting to fall into the Underworld:

"As long as I escape into the underworld, I can get my ancestors, who have transformed into ghosts and gods, to take revenge."

However, just as his Yang spirit finished casting the spell and chanting the incantation, Wang Quan shook the [Seventy-Two Luminaries Lamp].

Seventy-two kinds of light shone down, and in an instant, the Yang God vanished into nothingness.

The other Foundation Establishment cultivators screamed in agony, blood flowing from their seven orifices, and cracks appeared in their Yang Spirits, billowing black smoke.

"I'm going to die!"

They were desperate.

The king paid attention to them and applied a little more magical power to them, which made them unable to withstand it.

At that moment, the ground of the [Beiming] residence suddenly cracked open, and a stream of magma transformed into a giant dragon that soared into the sky and then hovered in the air.

On the dragon stood several strange cultivators whose bodies were covered with heads.

They held bundles of sandalwood in their hands, and several heads took turns spitting out Taoist inscriptions as they worshipped the magical artifacts in front of them.

"Your Dharma treasures are powerful, but our Dharma treasures are never disadvantageous!"

As they were talking, these somewhat deformed Foundation Establishment cultivators opened a box, from which flew out one after another external magic pills.

call!call!call!

The Dharma Pill rotates three hundred times in a single breath, spewing out thousands, tens of thousands, even millions of streams of magical power that fall into the magic treasure.

"Please, Ancestor, take action to suppress this formidable enemy."

The magical artifact they worshipped was a sword and shield.

As they knelt and worshipped, the sword and shield absorbed thirty million streams of magical power and then rose into the air.

The light from the shield shone upon the King's Yang God, and then the sword and shield whistled as they hurtled towards the outside of the city.

Several Foundation Establishment cultivators were stunned: "What's going on?"

"What's going on?"

"How did the magic weapon fly away?"

Wang Quan's heart stirred, and he left Yang Shen to continue activating the [White Bone Ring], [Spectrum Mirror], and [Seventy-Two Marquis Lamps].

Two magical artifacts and one weapon unleashed their power, yet they still methodically annihilated all bloodlines within the ten generations of the [Bei Ming] family, and also slaughtered all living beings related to the [Bei Ming] family.

His attention, however, returned to the Wolong Mountains.

At this moment, the king's true form also transformed into a three-headed, six-armed being.

He had a [Fixed Body Bead] on his head and held the [Twenty-Four Maces] in his hand, adjusting his state.

The next instant, a dazzling light swept in from afar.

The precious light dissipated, revealing a sword and shield.

Stab it!

As the sword and shield clashed, a phantom of a creature appeared behind them, wielding a shield in one hand and a sword in the other, charging fiercely forward.

Even from a great distance, Wang Quan felt as if all space had been sealed off.

He could only stand there and be killed by that knife.

only.......

"You've only infused this magic weapon with a few tens of millions of strands of magic power, and my magic weapon has been infused with the same amount of magic power."

"Moreover, my magic weapon is equally adept at both offense and defense."

"What do you have to fight me with?"

He let out a low roar, grabbed the Twenty-Four Maces, and with the Immobilization Bead above his head, charged forward fiercely.

boom!

The [Immobilization Bead] clashed with the shield, and the [Twenty-Four Maces] clashed with the longsword.

The four magical treasures clashed, and this time, with the support of a massive amount of magical power, they unleashed the full power that magical treasures should have.

boom!

A terrifying force raged and swept across the land, and two mushroom clouds rose from the ground.

The mountains below collapsed under the impact of the magical artifact's power.

The earth's fire and feng shui emerged, sweeping across, ravaging, and destroying everything like a tornado.

The magical weapons clashed, resulting in a draw.

Instead of being angry, Wang Quan laughed heartily: "Aristocratic families?"

"That's all there is to it!"

"I thought your magic weapons were fourth or fifth tier, or even seventh or eighth tier."

"I didn't expect it to be just a first-tier magic weapon."

hum!hum!hum!

As if understanding Wang Quan's mockery, the swords, shields, and magical weapons pounced fiercely once more.

Wang Quan remained calm and unhurried, spitting out a mouthful of magical power onto the [Twenty-Four Maces], mobilizing the twenty-four solar terms to fight against the swords and shields.

Ding ding ding!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Magical artifacts and weapons clashed and fought, mushroom clouds soared into the sky, and mountains were swept away and destroyed by the earth's fire and wind.

At this moment, Wang Quan felt the power of the magic weapon for the first time.

Whether it was the previous [Sky Patrol Treasure] or the [Drowning Dao Court], it was all the same.

Those things were incredibly powerful, far beyond his comprehension.

However, he didn't feel much about it.

Because he only had the right to use those things, not the right to own them, and never truly controlled them.

But the magic weapons of today are different.

This magical artifact was created by him over a period of twenty-eight years and is under his personal control.

At this moment, he truly felt the power of these magical treasures.

Even if it's just a first-tier magic weapon, even if these magic weapons haven't absorbed enough magic power yet.

But at this moment, the power they unleashed was already quite terrifying.

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Underworld:

A tortoise-shell-shaped, crane-like demon opened its eyes, looked around, and said to the other sleeping demons, "Everyone, the sword and shield magic weapons I left in the present world have been activated and are currently fighting the enemy."

Is there something wrong with the world right now?

Other ghosts and spirits awakened.

Their eyes were blank, triggering a multitude of dormant thoughts: "I don't know!"

"First, check if any spirits or similar entities have fallen into the underworld?"

The tortoise-shell-and-crane-shaped ghost shook its head: "In the vast city of [Northern Underworld], not a single soul has fallen."

The other ghosts and spirits laughed: "Then everything is fine."

"Perhaps future generations in the modern world will use these magical artifacts to show off!"

Just as the tortoise-backed, crane-shaped ghost was about to say something, it sensed that living people were descending upon the city.

He shifted his gaze and saw dozens of Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Northern Darkness realm rushing out, carrying a large box.

The tortoise-shelled crane-shaped demon sensed the contents of the box and its expression changed drastically: "What's going on?"

"Why did you take it to the underworld?"

Dozens of powerful cultivators from the Northern Underworld knelt on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably: "Ancestor, something terrible has happened!"

The tortoise-shelled, crane-shaped ghost asked in surprise, "Has the safe zone been overrun by evil?"

"no!"

"Are there other cultivators who forbid you from worshipping [it]?"

"No, not at all!"

The tortoise-shell-shaped, crane-like ghost sighed, "What is that?"

Dozens of powerful cultivators from the Northern Underworld choked up: "Someone has invaded our home base in the present world."

Tortoise-shaped back and crane-shaped ghosts and spirits...

The high-ranking cultivators continued, choking back tears: "That enemy was terrifying. After our Yang spirits escaped into the second layer of the world's safe zone, the enemy would shine a beam of light into the safe zone, obliterating our Yang and Yin spirits."

"We arranged for some Yang spirits and Yin spirits to return to the present world, but after they went back, we never heard from them again."

Upon hearing this, the tortoise-backed crane-shaped ghost thought of the magic weapon that had been activated, the unease in his heart, and the fact that not a single soul had fallen into the underworld.

In an instant, it understood everything.

call out!

He suddenly shrank and landed in front of the group of cultivators, raising his hand to slap them hard across the face.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

After one of them slapped them several times, the tortoise-shell crane-shaped demon god grew larger again, becoming a towering figure:

"A formidable enemy has attacked the present world's [Northern Underworld], and has even resorted to methods to strangle and seal all divine souls."

"This formidable enemy must be the mortal foe of our [Bei Ming] family."

"Since the other party can seal off all souls in the present world, they must know about our affairs in the underworld."

"This formidable enemy must have sent people to probe the Northern Underworld."

"I suspect the enemy will attack us again!"

"Gentlemen... be on alert! Prepare for an enemy attack!"

At this moment, a spirit, its mind and thoughts awakened, raised its head, gazed at the night sky, and trembled as it cried out, "Enemy attack...is imminent!"

The tortoise-shell, crane-shaped ghost looked up: "What kind of enemy attack dares to come here? Are you here to die?"

He looked up with disdain.

Then—silence.

At this moment, several broken Yang Gods were seen falling madly from the sky, crying out, "Ancestor, save us!"

"Our ancestors are looking up at us! We're saved!"

"Hey, ancestors, why are you all trembling?"

"Ancestor...is there something terrifying behind us?"

"Ancestors...do you still have ancestors? Can you awaken them to save us?"

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