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

The black bird flies and the rabbit runs:

Wang Quan and many legendary cultivators, just like at Zijin Pass, carried flags on their backs as they fought and clashed on the battlefield.

This time, however, their backing is even stronger:

Three cultivators from grotto-heavens and dozens of cultivators from blessed lands were stationed there.

Hundreds of birdmen guarded the sky.

As a result, Wang Quan and his associates became even more unscrupulous.

They rampaged across the battlefield, specifically seeking out the prodigies of the Great Qian Empire.

After a fierce initial attack, just as they were about to call it quits, they would capture a few unlucky victims and take them back for interrogation.

Days passed by like this:

January.......

May........

One year.......

On this day, Heijin Pass was on the verge of collapse.

Wang Quan and his accomplices packed their bags and fled again.

However, just like at Zijin Pass, the cultivators from several grotto-heavens and blessed lands seemed to have forgotten to retreat and were fighting fiercely on the front lines.

If Wang Quan and the others hadn't fired the Cloud Piercing Arrow, they would have died at Black Gold Pass.

The few powerful individuals who regained consciousness had grim expressions.

"Let's go to the next level."

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The group set off, heading straight for Baiyin Pass.

After holding out for a little over a year, Baiyin Pass was also breached by the Great Qian Empire.

Wang Quan and his men headed towards Golden Pass.

This Golden Pass is the last checkpoint leading to the heart of the Great Shang Empire.

This formidable pass is vast, and many masters reside within its walls.

After entering the pass this time, the number of powerful cultivators from the Cave Heaven realm among the combatants has reached more than twenty.

After talking with Wang Quan and the other legendary cultivators, these powerful figures from various grotto-heavens decided to use some methods from the present world.

The cultivators who did not go to Wulong Mountain for combat, with the support of the powerful cultivators in the cave heavens, selected elite cannon fodder from among the many native cannon fodder.

The group organized elite cannon fodder to practice modern military formations.

These military formations are incredibly powerful; if used properly, they can easily take on ten opponents.

Wang Quan and many legendary cultivators and combat cultivators served as the leaders and structural framework of the military formation.

After just over a month of training, they rushed to the battlefield.

The military formation made its first appearance, and its power was astonishing.

On that day, Wang Quan and others led their troops to the central army of the Great Qian Empire and headed straight for the commander's flag.

If the Great Qian Empire hadn't had so many powerful figures, the army led by Wang Quan and others would almost certainly have captured the flag.

After this battle, the Great Qian Empire, like a tiger with its fur standing on end, frantically dispatched elite troops to attack the enemy formations whenever Wang Quan and others arranged for them to appear.

In this way, a single military formation effectively tied down a large number of the Great Qian Empire's elite troops.

This caused the pressure on the Golden Pass to drop sharply.

At the same time, the cultivators in the grotto-heavens were delighted: "The military formation is indeed effective."

"With the military formation, we will surely be able to turn history around."

"Wasn't Huangjin Pass breached in just over a year? This time, relying on our military strength, we can definitely hold out for two or even three years."

"Finally, we will surely be able to use our military strength to annihilate the target."

Everyone was delighted.

Even the royal family felt that there was hope of changing history this time.

However, time flies by:

January....

March.....

One year...

The army of the Great Qian Empire not only did not decrease, but continued to increase.

Ultimately, after holding out for one year and three months, Huangjin Pass was breached by the Great Qian Empire.

Wang Quan and his men fled.

Perhaps having gained experience, this time they ran away leisurely, displaying their own style and flair.

Wang Quan sat upright in a sedan chair carried by dozens of dead men, with paper figures disguised as beauties massaging his legs and shoulders.

Little Blackie followed alongside with several black and white cows.

If someone is hungry or thirsty, Xiao Heizi will milk the cows and sell them.

And those black and white cows only need to eat some grass to produce milk continuously.

While others may not have made money traveling around, Xiao Heizi made a lot of money.

"We have the money!"

"His wife is pregnant!"

"The industry is here!"

"I hope Wulongling is big enough and there are enough people this time."

"I'll make a fortune then, and later I can pledge allegiance to the Great Qian Empire and become a timid and obedient demon. That's not out of the question."

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Wulong Mountain connects to mountains beyond mountains, and a demon hangs among the peaks:

When Wang Quan and his entourage arrived at Wulong Mountain in a grand procession, they witnessed a scene that shocked them.

In the eyes of the cultivators of the grotto heaven, Wulong Mountain, a barren land with poor mountains and bad waters, now has city walls built between the mountains.

Many hilltops were leveled, forming one huge platform after another.

It was equipped with crossbows, catapults, and even cannons that only exist in the modern world.

The mountainside is riddled with holes of varying sizes.

One by one, cultivators, yang gods, and yin spirits moved among them.

The outermost mountains resemble city walls.

Within the mountains, beams of light descended from the sky.

Sunlight, starlight, and strong winds cascade down like a waterfall.

Some of it blends into the mountains, increasing their stability.

However, much of the light is used to nurture and refine various materials.

A large number of cultivators drove the demon race to work.

Some mountains have been transformed into enormous furnaces, emitting billowing black smoke and raging flames to forge massive amounts of metal.

To Wang Quan's delight, he also saw a huge cannon.

This cannon is like a giant dragon: its barrel is supported by seven or eight mountain peaks whose summits have been leveled.

The base resembles a mountain peak.

The cannon barrels are massive, with a diameter of at least seven or eight hundred meters.

Even more terrifying is that many cultivators are using the Enlightenment Technique to forcibly transform the cannon into a spirit.

If it were to become a spirit, the power of that cannon shot would at least double.

Seeing such a scene in this era, even though Wang Quan and the others had seen many grand occasions, they were still amazed at this moment.

As for the natives, they were so shocked that their jaws dropped.

In this era, it was also possible to build magnificent cities.

However, because they cultivate the [life cultivation] type of techniques, although their combat power is high and their destructive power is great.

However, it is far less profound than the methods of "sexual cultivation".

In this era, it takes a vast amount of resources and a long time for the creatures to build a city.

They never imagined that any living being could transform the mountains into a fortress.

A fortress beyond their comprehension.

The magnificent building before them completely exceeded the indigenous people's imagination.

However, before they could react, clouds came rushing in.

Whoosh!

Chains hung down from the clouds, binding most of the natives as they rose into the air.

Before the natives could react, one of them, with vacant eyes, pressed his hand on their heads and roared:

"Idiot, if you get bald, you'll be cannon fodder!"

The power of the Idiot Dao erupted.

The next moment, a murderous intent surged in the eyes of these natives, and they shouted, "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"To contribute flesh and blood, bones and muscles!"

"Contribute your soul and mind!"

"My fate is in my own hands, not in the hands of heaven!"

"We are no ordinary creatures; once we enter the Black Dragon's lair, we will become immortals!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The native experts swallowed hard and subconsciously looked at the cultivators from the grotto-heavens.

The reason they followed was partly because they were impressed and misled by the cultivators of the cave, but more importantly, they wanted to learn the methods of the prodigies.

As a result, before the demons could even master their methods, their own underlings were driven mad by them.

These monsters are too ruthless.

Will it drive us crazy too?