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

At this moment, only three Liu Yongs remained. Although they were strange, which of the many cultivators had not seen something strange?

They had seen far stranger things than this, but these were just three unkillable historical natives. With a little manipulation, they could eventually be killed.

This cultivator who jumped out possessed two points of legendary status and was himself a member of the orthodox Xuanmen sect.

After everyone stepped aside to give him space, he calmly lit sandalwood incense and first offered prayers to the four directions, then to the sun, moon, and stars.

Then he shouted, "Ordinary methods cannot kill these three natives, but I have combined seven hundred and twenty kinds of underworld magic, called the [Soul Ring]."

"And underworld magic doesn't exist in this world."

"No matter how skilled the indigenous people are, they can't withstand it."

As he spoke, he looked at the Crown Prince of Daqian beside him and said, "Your Highness, could you prepare seven hundred and twenty sacrificial offerings?"

The Crown Prince of Daqian nodded: "Yes!"

"If that's not enough, I can help you prepare 7,200 more."

The monk laughed heartily, "Seven hundred and twenty offerings are more than enough!"

Soon, 720 cannon fodder were escorted over by the soldiers.

The cultivator lit sandalwood incense and cast 720 Yin-Yang spells into their bodies.

Then he let his hair down, shook a bell in one hand and a command flag in the other.

Bilibili!

Girgh!

He shook his head and swayed as he performed a sacrificial dance.

After the sacrificial dance began, both the Crown Prince of Daqian and Princess Tianxuan frowned.

Because this sacrificial dance looked familiar to them.

It resembles a dance used by the Shang Dynasty to worship heaven and earth.

Although the two are different, they are connected in some way.

At this moment, as the cultivators performed the ritual, 720 offerings burned and emitted green light, and more than 700 spells shot into the sky from the green light, then combined into a huge ring in the air.

The ring fell and landed directly on middle-aged Liu Yong.

Click!

The ring contracted and merged into Liu Yong's body.

The next moment, the middle-aged Liu Yong exploded.

boom!

Blood and flesh splattered, turning into a blood mist.

The monk laughed heartily: "A mere bumpkin? Easy peasy!"

However, with the next breath, a cloud of blood swept through, and the middle-aged Liu Yong reappeared.

"What a bizarre method!"

"However, killing me is still as difficult as climbing to the heavens!"

This monk...

Everyone.......

Wang Quan coughed: "Gentlemen, I have an idea..."

Before he could finish speaking, another legendary cultivator jumped out and said, "Fellow Daoist, don't rush into your thoughts."

"Watch my moves first."

As he spoke, he whistled, and monsters and magical artifact spirits fell from the sky together.

Click!

Click!

Numerous magical artifacts, transformed and intertwined, formed a bronze coffin.

These demons chanted incantations and then sacrificed themselves, turning into streaks of blood-red light that fell onto the bronze coffin, forming reliefs of flying birds and beasts.

Click!Click!

The monk lifted the bronze coffin, and everyone discovered that there was another coffin inside.

He then lifted the coffin lid, revealing another layer inside.

It wasn't until the third coffin lid was lifted that there were no more inner coffins.

The monk instructed the elderly Liu Yong, and a powerful grappling technique appeared, capturing the elderly Liu Yong and throwing him into the coffin.

boom!

The innermost coffin lid flew up and landed directly on top of it.

The next moment, nail demons and hammer demons came roaring in.

The hammer pounded the nails, clanging and clattering as they began to close the coffin lid.

"Everyone, my technique is a fusion of the burial arts from three thousand unorthodox methods and eight hundred unorthodox sects."

"Other spells can only bury people, monsters, and magical artifacts."

"My magic can bury the sky, bury the earth, and bury the soil."

"This spell is called—Three Burials!"

The Crown Prince of Daqian was not interested in these things. He felt that the magic used by Wang Quan and others was all evil and heretical, and not very interesting.

Princess Tianxuan, on the contrary, took it to heart and memorized every step and incantation of the Three Burials spell.

He even memorized the sacrificial dances.

Click! Click! Click!

Layer upon layer of coffin boards were placed on top.

Then the coffin, pieced together from these magical artifacts, shrank to the size of a palm.

The monk took the coffin and shook it frantically, like he was rolling dice.

One breath...

Three breaths...

Ten breaths...

He casually tossed it into the air.

boom!

The coffin fell into the air and disappeared without a trace.

Wang Quan and the others breathed a sigh of relief: "Finally, we've got one sorted out."

However, the next moment, a vortex appeared where the coffin had disappeared, and then a coffin covered in verdigris appeared.

Wang Quan and the others were stunned: "They failed?"

The monk exclaimed triumphantly, "I didn't fail! On the contrary, I succeeded!"

"This Three Burial Techniques cast the enemy into the underworld, where they will remain for millions of years."

"No matter how powerful the opponent is, their own lifespan will come to an end, and in the end, not even a skeleton will remain."

As he spoke, he patted the coffin, and the coffin nails wobbled and rose into the air.

One by one, the coffin lids were lifted.

After the third coffin lid was lifted, Wang Quan and the others went over to investigate.

Then... they saw the very old Liu Yong lying in the coffin.

Old Liu Yong blinked and smiled: "You monster, what other tricks do you have up your sleeve? Bring them on!"

Wang Quan and others...

The cultivator's face was grim as he grabbed the coffin lid and began to beat Old Liu Yong wildly.

boom! boom! boom!

After dozens of frantic blows, the coffin lid shattered.

Old Liu Yong silently crawled out, clutching his head and sneering, "You guys are no good!"

"Want to kill me? Dream on!"

Everyone...

Seeing the other party's arrogance, Wang Quan coughed and said, "Everyone, I have a plan."

One of the cultivators gritted his teeth and said, "You have the highest reputation, so you should bear with it for now."

"I'm going to use my methods to teach those three bastards a lesson!"

"I refuse to believe I can't kill them!"

Then, the monk used his methods.

He drew upon the power of the sun and moon to evolve the millstone and grind them, but it was to no avail.

Another cultivator acquired a bottle, claiming it to be the Yin-Yang Bottle, which was said to be the most capable of dissolving everything.

As a result, the bottles dissolved themselves, but the three Liu Yongs still did not die.

Other cultivators unleashed their various bizarre methods, which even Wang Quan found eye-opening.

However, they still couldn't be killed.

Finally, everyone looked at the royal power.

Wang Quan took a deep breath, then formed hand seals and released a series of magical power to condense rope-like spells.

Numerous ropes, chains, and shackles were bound around the three Liu Yongs.

Other legendary cultivators also cast immobilization spells, continuously striking the three Liu Yongs to prevent them from escaping.

The next moment, Wang Quan grabbed three Liu Yongs, transformed into a streak of light, and returned directly to Wulong Ridge.

These three Liu Yongs neither struggled nor ran away, but instead laughed loudly, "In this historical moment, I am invincible."

"None of you can kill me!"

"Many future beings have come before you, but they have all failed."

"After you, future beings will descend, but they too will fail."

"You... are the same."

Wang Quan remained silent and landed directly on the massive cannon.

The three Liu Yongs were taken aback: "What are you going to do?"

"Your methods won't kill me."

"Instead of wasting my energy, I might as well find a place to spend my old age in peace and sink into the annals of history with you."

Wang Quan smiled: "You guys are so resilient, let's see if you can withstand being executed by cannon fire!"

Liu Yong (the third brother)...

Wang Quan roared, "Fill in twice the gunpowder, fill in the thunderbolts, prepare for the cannon firing!"