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

Glug! Glug! Glug!

The sound of wheels startled everyone on the five-colored altar.

Everyone looked down and saw a group of female cultivators, led by a little girl, pushing cannons out of the ground with great effort.

With cannons pointed into the sky, the female cultivators were busy filling cannons with gunpowder, installing fuses, and loading shells.

The little girl stood amidst a cloud of colorful smoke rising from her feet, carrying a small colorful flag in her hand.

"Are they going to bombard us?"

"Hehe, the best of these cannons is just a prototype for a magic weapon; the rest are just magical artifacts."

"Although I cannot mobilize magical power, I have a body tempered by the [Life Cultivation] technique."

"This kind of artillery can't even take a single hair off my head."

A high-ranking cultivator sneered disdainfully.

However, the next breath, the little girl was seen waving colorful flags:

"On your marks!"

"Prepare for the first cannon shot—one cannon boom—and incense smoke will rise!"

"ignition!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

One cannon after another roared, flames shot into the sky, and smoke billowed everywhere.

The smoke exploded in the next instant, and Daoist cultivators appeared one by one.

Among them were cultivators such as Ruo Jinghong.

They held sandalwood incense and chanted incantations amidst the smoke and clouds of cannon fire.

Bilibili!

Girgh!

At this point, the cannon was fully loaded.

The emcee, a Taoist nun, waved her small colorful flags again: "Two cannon shots! The flower-scattering ceremony begins!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Dozens of exploding shells shot into the sky and burst open, engulfing everything in flames, billowing smoke, and flames forming lotus flowers that hung high and low in the air.

At this moment, the lotus flower at the highest point bloomed, and the flower-scattering Taoist Wang Quan emerged from it.

He walked down from the sky with his hands behind his back.

He walked from the first lotus flower to the second lotus flower, at which point:

The first lotus flower burst open, transforming into countless tiny petals and blossoms, falling like a flurry of snowflakes.

At the same time, a second lotus flower blooms, resembling a lotus platform, bearing royal power.

As the petals fell, Wang Quan stepped onto the third lotus flower, but the second lotus flower burst open.

And so on:

When the king reached the last lotus flower, the entire stone city was enveloped in a shower of petals and flowers.

Splash! Splash! Splash!

Various petals and flowers fell, making the entire stone city colorful and fragrant.

Many spirits, martial artists, and even cultivators of new methods felt their magical power and blood energy increase after smelling the fragrance of this flower.

At this moment, they seemed to have swallowed a secret medicine, wishing they could immediately start cultivating and accelerate their improvement.

On the five-colored altar, the cultivators from the Western Extremity Clan looked grim.

They recognized the royal power at this moment.

"It's him, it's him, it's definitely him."

"He is the Taoist priest who forcibly conscripted us."

"If it weren't for him, we wouldn't be here!"

A Golden Core cultivator gritted his teeth and pointed at Wang Quan, growling, "Scattering Flower Daoist, we've given you all the resources of our clan."

"But you broke your promise and are untrustworthy."

Wang Quan ignored these people. He stood on the last lotus flower, looked at the petals fluttering in the air, smiled slightly, and said to the people of Stone City, "Everyone, today I will offer sacrifices to the four directions, the sun, the moon, the stars, and so on."

"I never expected that offerings would fall from the sky to help me with my sacrifice."

Upon hearing this, the people of Stone City cheered:

"Offerings descend from the heavens to aid the sacrificial ceremony!"

"Offerings descend from the heavens to aid the sacrificial ceremony!"

"Offerings descend from the heavens to aid the sacrificial ceremony!"

Amidst cheers, the members of the [Ximen] family on the five-colored altar looked grim.

The few remaining experts in the Nascent Soul stage gritted their teeth and said, "You bastard, are you using us as sacrifices?"

"A mere Foundation Establishment cultivator dares to use us as sacrifices?"

"I'm afraid even if you burned through your entire lifespan, you still wouldn't be able to harm us in the slightest!"

"Scattering Flower Taoist, don't think you can suppress us by using special means and taking advantage of the city's rules."

"We are Nascent Soul and Dharma Aspect level experts. How long can this city suppress us?"

"Once we break free of this oppression, we'll make you wish you were dead."

"If you regret it, immediately release yourself from oppression, prostrate yourself on the ground and worship us, and let all the people of the city submit to us."

Wang Quan ignored their shouts.

He clapped his hands, and a herd of horse demons neighed, then pulled carts of sandalwood out of the smoke and clouds.

Their hooves flew, creating clouds of smoke that trailed long plumes of smoke as they hurtled towards the lotus platform.

Wang Quan beckoned: "Come here!"

Whoosh!

One carriage after another billowed smoke as they swirled around the royal throne.

Wang Quan instructed again: "Fire!"

boom!

Fire fell from the sky and ignited cartloads of sandalwood.

The sandalwood incense burned, and the smoke billowed, enveloping a third of the stone city in just a few breaths.

The lotus platform rose into the air and landed on the clouds of incense smoke.

At this moment, the master of ceremonies, a Taoist nun, waved her small flag again: "Three cannon shots, the ceremony begins!"

"All living beings, follow the Flower-Scattering Taoist Wang Quan and worship the sun, moon, stars, spring, summer, autumn, and winter together."

Her voice wasn't loud, but it carried throughout the entire city.

At that moment, all living beings in the city instinctively took out sandalwood incense and began to worship.

On the five-colored altar, the cultivators of the [Western Pole] family were filled with unease.

A Golden Core cultivator pointed at Wang Quan and cursed, "What have we done to wrong you that you would treat us as sacrifices?"

Wang Quan ignored the other party and began chanting incantations as he began to worship.

As he performed the ritual, all the incense offerings in the entire city gathered together, then coiled around the five-colored altar like great dragons.

The king pointed to the heavens and the earth, using the living beings on the altar as sacrifices.

Click!Click!

The five-colored altar rotated, absorbing incense offerings, and then infecting the cultivators of the [Western Pole] family.

At this moment, the cultivators finally panicked.

At that moment, they struggled frantically.

However, no matter what they tried, they could not break free from the altar, nor could they restore their magic power or cast spells.

At this moment, most of the cultivators were terrified, desperate, and wailing.

Only the Nascent Soul and Dharma Aspect cultivators remained, their faces grim as they stared at Wang Quan: "Young man, don't be so arrogant!"

"We are also Daoist cultivators, and our cultivation level is higher than yours, and our backgrounds are better than yours."

"Although most of the cultivators in our [Western Pole] family were forcibly conscripted, there are still some monstrous experts who were exempted from your conscription."

"If you use us as sacrifices, those prodigies will never let you go."

Wang Quan remained silent, only reciting Taoist incantations and continuing the sacrificial rites.

Ah!

A scream rang out.

Suddenly, a Qi Refining Realm cultivator spewed smoke from his seven orifices and pores, and his entire body began to dissolve.

The next moment, the second Qi Refining Realm cultivator also began to emit smoke.

Then... more cultivators started emitting smoke.

Even the Golden Core cultivators and the primordial spirits began to emit billowing smoke.

Smoke billowed and rose into the sky.

The weak cultivator was completely dissolved in just a few breaths.

Meanwhile, cultivators at the Purple Mansion Golden Core and Primordial Spirit Dharma Aspect stages are still struggling to hold on.

Some cursed, some pleaded, and some analyzed the pros and cons.

They had only one goal—to get the royal authority to release them.

However, the king rebuked, "You wretched creatures, shut your mouth! I need you to help me cultivate!"

"Smoke—come on!"