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

boom! boom! boom!

Click! Click! Click!

Little Blackie charged forward, while Wang Quan slaughtered indiscriminately.

With a large club, he swung it up and down, and relying on his strength, he was invincible.

The cultivators, including the Purple-Clad Marquis, formed a triangular formation on either side of him, like arrows cleaving through everything.

Wang Quan roamed the land, smashing things as he observed the battlefield.

He observed the outstanding enemies on the battlefield.

If the enemy is young and extraordinary, he will lead the Purple-Clad Marquis and others to charge forward and kill them.

In the sky, strange people with two wings on their backs, bird-men with two pairs of wings, and creatures with twelve pairs of wings flew about everywhere.

A large number of skilled warriors rode flying monsters and fought against them.

The battle raged on the ground, and it also raged in the sky.

Blood fell like rain.

With every breath, a superhuman fell to the ground and was trampled to death by the chaotic army.

On the ground, countless soldiers from both sides died.

call!call!call!

Little Blackie was panting heavily, black smoke billowing from his nostrils: "Master, I can't hold on any longer."

Charge wildly, exhausting it.

Moreover, during the initial charge, terrifying weapons shattered its armor and tore its flesh.

Upon hearing this, Wang Quan grabbed a handful of medicine and stuffed it into its mouth: "Hang in there, keep charging."

"Charge wherever the fighting is fiercest."

Xiao Heizi secretly rolled his eyes: "Even if I were stupid, I wouldn't charge into the most intense fighting."

Just then, exclamations of surprise rang out from the side: "A monster!"

"A monster has descended from the heavens!"

"The Shang Dynasty truly has extraordinary talents!"

"kill!"

As the shouts rang out, Wang Quan looked over and saw a female cultivator engaged in combat suspended in mid-air.

Her flesh burned rapidly, revealing stark white bones.

She formed a mudra with her hands and recited scriptures:

Bilibili!

Ee-yah-yah!

"Such is the contemplation of white bones!"

The next instant, countless white lights flew out from her body.

This white light, like a storm, swept over and poured down on the cannon fodder of the Great Qian Dynasty.

In the next instant, the flesh and blood of these cannon fodder of the Great Qian Dynasty fell off.

Their skeletons let out a howl, breaking free of flesh and blood, and transforming into skeletons.

Some skeletal creatures grabbed warhammers and charged forward.

A skeletal creature ripped off its own head with one hand and grabbed the head of its companion with the other, rolling and crawling like a ball rolling on the ground.

The head in its hand spewed out plumes of white vapor, dissolving the flesh and blood of all living beings.

In this way, even more skeletons were born.

The skeletal creatures, like smoke, spread wildly in all directions.

A powerful figure from the Great Qian Empire roared in: "Indeed, when a nation is about to perish, monsters will inevitably emerge."

"The fortunes of the Shang Dynasty are indeed doomed."

The powerful figure from the Great Qian Empire wanted to kill that skeleton female cultivator.

As a result, a powerful figure from the Shang Dynasty blocked the other party's path and retorted, "This prodigy belongs to your Great Qian Empire."

"They actually dared to slander us? They deserve to die!"

A powerful figure from the Great Qian Empire growled, "Nonsense, it's not ours."

A powerful figure from the Great Shang Empire said, "If I say it's her, then it is."

"no!"

"yes!"

The debate escalated, attracting more and more powerful figures to join in.

However, the powerful cultivators of the Cave Heaven did not participate.

He kept a close eye on Wang Quan and the others, preventing any accidents from happening to these legendary cultivators.

While those powerful figures were arguing, the skeleton army under the command of the female cultivator took shape and wreaked havoc on everything.

Finally, a powerful figure from the Great Qian Empire roared, "Regardless of which side she's from, kill her first!"

"If you don't kill him, then this is the monster that your team produced."

Upon hearing this, the powerful figures of the Great Shang Dynasty had no choice but to join forces with the powerful figures of the Great Qian Empire to exterminate the skeletal cultivators.

This female cultivator made of white bones was on the verge of death on the battlefield, and in desperation, she resorted to magic from the present world.

Since I'm going to die anyway, there's no point in hiding it anymore. I might as well find some more people to take down with me before I die.

At this moment, she was attacked by hundreds of experts comparable to the Dharma Aspect Realm. She couldn't even withstand a single breath and was instantly annihilated. Her bones and remaining flesh were looted by the many experts.

Just before she died, she cried out, "A deformed child with three heads and six arms is not a monster, and a bird-man with wings is not a monster."

"Just because I cast a spell, I've become a monster?"

"I refuse to accept this."

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Elsewhere, some of the descending cultivators who had engaged in combat were also facing life-or-death situations.

At this moment, they disregarded everything else and unleashed their magic, frantically killing the soldiers of the Great Qian Empire.

Although they killed many, in the end, they all ended up like the skeleton cultivators, torn to pieces by those powerful figures.

These powerful figures, whether from the Great Shang or the Great Qian, chuckled foolishly while clutching a pile of blood and flesh fragments.

"Good for you, you devil!"

"These monsters have bizarre methods. If we can deduce their methods through their flesh and blood, then..."

The cultivators in the cave didn't care at all when they saw this.

Even when a Golden Core cultivator who had descended to earth unleashed a spell at the critical moment of life and death, only to have it snatched away by a group of natives, he didn't care at all.

The only people he cared about were Wang Quan and others.

He only believed in the Taoist scriptures, and believed that the scriptures stated that only cultivators with legendary status could change history.

Therefore, he didn't care whether other people lived or died.

If he could, he would even sacrifice himself to protect Wang Quan and others.

These Dharma Aspects and Blessed Land-level experts who entered into historical fragments all knew the inside story before they came in.

They were all prepared to die and perish.

A cup of tea's time...

A quarter of an hour...

Many experts from the Great Qian Empire charged towards Wang Quan and his group.

Wang Quan immediately grabbed the Cloud Piercing Arrow, ready to throw it.

Before he could even throw it, he heard the signal to retreat.

when!when!when!

The gong sounded.

Everyone retreated in a rush.

The Great Qian Empire's army wanted to launch a counterattack, but the cave cultivators led a group of native experts to rush up and forcefully block them.

Whoosh!

As soon as the army returned to camp, the Purple-Clad Marquis came to their door.

At this moment, the Purple-Clad Marquis no longer had the spirited demeanor he once had; instead, his expression was solemn.

"Scattering Flower Daoist, of the three thousand fellow Daoists, more than two hundred have died this time."

In just a quarter of an hour of fighting, more than two hundred cultivators died.

The loss rate is simply too high.

You should know that everyone here is a Daoist cultivator, and when they came in, they brought with them two or three magical treasures.

If they were in the modern world, they would be masters among masters, geniuses among geniuses.

But now, it's just a simple battle between armies.

The Daoist cultivator's original power was not unleashed, and his own magical treasure was also lost.

In the end, just like the most ordinary cultivators, he was ganged up on and killed.

This outcome terrified the Purple-Clad Marquis.

"We are not afraid of dying, but we are unwilling to die in such a pointless way."

"Fellow Daoist, you have a good relationship with the Cave Heaven Master, could you... ask him not to send us to the battlefield?"

"It's not too late for us to go to the battlefield after we have the power of the Purple Mansion."