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

Since Wang Quan planted the Fire Mulberry Tree and Qian Xiuyue obtained the Sunflower Essence, the cultivators of Stone City have also begun to collect and refine sunlight on a large scale.

The sunlight in the far west is weak, less than one percent of that in the interior.

However, thanks to the Wangquan Fire Mulberry Tree and the accumulation of time, a lot of sunlight has accumulated over the years.

Especially after deciding to open up the third layer of the world ten years ago, Ruo Jinghong and others consciously accumulated sunlight.

Now, everyone is releasing all that they've accumulated over the past decades in one go.

call out!call out!call out!

Rays of sunlight shot into the sky, illuminating all directions.

The next breath:

A Daoist cultivator rose into the air, then chanted an incantation, gathering the sunlight.

A massive amount of sunlight converged and, under the influence of magic, formed a small sun.

The little sun hung in the sky, shining on evil forces from all directions, causing them to hiss and emit black smoke.

At this time, a group of monks were also chanting the "Scripture of Salvation".

Bilibili!

Girgh!

The power of the "Scripture of Salvation" did not fall upon evil, but rather merged into the temporary small sun.

With the blessing of the "Scripture of Salvation," the power of this little sun is doubled.

An evil spirit stepped into the sunlight's reach, writhing in pain on the ground: "Destroy this giant ball of light first!"

However, the Daoist cultivators shook magical treasures such as the [Dutian Banner] and the [White Bone Ring] to specifically blast away the evil that was rushing toward the sun.

Mei Niang looked up to the sky and let out a long howl, muttering incantations as she pointed to the small patch of ground beneath her feet.

boom!

Colorful clouds appeared, carrying her into the air.

Then, the woman shook her head, and the [Purple Palace Magic Treasure Embryo] appeared behind her head.

Click! Click! Click!

As the magic weapon spun, evil multi-barreled cannons flew out from it.

As soon as these evil multi-barreled cannons appeared, they rolled up their sleeves, stuffed in shells, and shouted, "A bunch of bastards, how dare you bully my lady?"

"Brothers, blast these idiots to smithereens."

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The evil multi-barreled cannons on the second floor roared, and shells whistled through the air, causing the evil beings on the third floor to fall to their deaths.

The indigenous multi-barreled cannons, perched in the attic, roared in fury: "Traitor!"

"How dare you lay a hand on us, your distant relatives?"

"Do you really think we wouldn't dare to deal with you?"

The evil natives on the attic roared as they unleashed their multi-barreled cannons, blasting Mei Niang to death.

For a time, the two sides exchanged artillery fire, causing chaos and injuries on both sides.

Mei Niang rolled on the ground, transforming into a bewitching and wicked woman to seduce the local natives.

As a result, these evil indigenous people got carried away with their bloodlust and almost killed her.

Mei Niang fled back in a disheveled state, jumping up and down and cursing, "A bunch of bumpkins!"

"I kindly led you away from the war so you could enjoy life."

"How could you treat me like this?"

"Come on!"

call out!

A banner, the "Dutian Banner," whistled and landed in her hand.

Then, she shook the [Dutian Banner] violently, sweeping away the evil of the earthen cannon.

As a result, this group of indigenous artillerymen was evil and cruel. They captured other evil beings and threw them into the [Dutian Banner], hoping to fill this magical treasure.

At the same time, if Jinghong and other Daoist cultivators activated their magical artifacts to block the evil's advance, they would buy time for the cultivators in the middle who were reciting the Scripture of Salvation.

There were also a huge number of orthodox cultivators who released their golden Yang spirits to descend.

These orthodox cultivators unleashed streams of magical power, blessing each book.

Those books turned their pages on their own, releasing the power of the "Scripture of Salvation" again and again.

Although the power of the "Scripture of Salvation" released by these books is not as great as that recited by Daoist cultivators, it can still amplify the power of the Little Sun after being blessed by it.

Although Ruo Jinghong and the others had many methods of unleashing their power, the effect was still not obvious when they landed on the three layers of evil.

flap!

More three layers of evil roared in from all directions.

Numerous evils roared in, like a black tide, pressing down upon us.

For a time, they were so fierce that Ruo Jinghong and the others were forced to retreat one after another. In the end, they barely managed to maintain the battle line by relying on dozens of magical treasures with three heads and six arms.

However, as time went on, the battle lines became increasingly shaky and nearly collapsed.

"Female lead, we can't hold on any longer!"

A group of multi-barreled cannons, carrying their bright red barrels, looked sorrowful: "The local natives are too cruel and ungrateful."

"We invited them to join us in the fun, and they cursed us as idiots!"

"And they're fighting even more fiercely now!"

"My lady, what should we do?"

Mei Niang wiped the blood from her thigh and gritted her teeth: "These natives only know how to freeload and have no gratitude whatsoever."

"Wait a moment, I'll go and bring the human cannon over."

As she spoke, she turned and returned to the second layer of the world.

Here, cannons roared, and huge shells whistled through the air, shattering the evil second floor into pieces.

She briefly spoke to the cultivators on the second floor, then grabbed a cannon and charged towards the third floor.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The cannons roared, and terrifying shells whistled through the air, leaving the evil ones covered in dust and grime. Yet, not one of them was torn to pieces or perished.

These three layers of evil are far more resilient than the second layer.

The human cannon can run rampant and domineering on the second floor without any restraint.

But on the third floor, it's far from enough.

When Ruo Jinghong and the others saw this, they immediately frowned: "This is troublesome!"

"Does this mean we need to build even bigger cannons?"

One cultivator shook his head: "Even if we forge larger cannons, we can only blast them to pieces; we cannot permanently destroy them."

"To completely annihilate them, we still need a magical artifact like the [Dutian Banner]."

"We should forge more [Dutian Banners]."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Among the many magical treasures, the [Dutian Banner] is the most effective at killing evil.

As long as there is magic power, the long banner can sweep away evil and make it a part of the banner.

Unfortunately, over the years, the number of [Dutian Banners] cast has been too small, with only seven or eight in total.

This small banner is but a drop in the ocean compared to the endless evil.

"How about we go back to the second floor and discuss this further?"

Upon hearing this, everyone frowned.

Mei Niang gritted her teeth and refused, "No way!"

"Wang Quan alone dealt with the more terrifying and dangerous second level of the underworld in just a few days."

"With so many Daoist masters and hundreds of millions of orthodox cultivators, it's not a good look to see us fleeing in such a sorry state as soon as we entered!"

Upon hearing this, everyone looked ashamed.

Yes, so many people are not as powerful as a single monarchy.

If you were to flee back in such a sorry state as soon as you entered, it would be truly embarrassing.

Ruo Jinghong gritted her teeth and said, "Everyone, hang in there."

"You have to hold on for at least ten days."

The cultivators gritted their teeth and nodded in unison, "Alright!"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Various powers of lightning, fire, magic, and magical artifacts swept in all directions, resisting evil and stubbornly persisting.

Ruo Jinghong, Meiniang, and the others watched this scene with heavy hearts:

"At this rate, we will never be able to gain a foothold here."

"They can't even create a safe zone within a small area."

"If the Flower-Scattering Taoist Wang Quan were still alive, what means would he have to maintain his foothold? Could he create a safe zone?"

They were bewildered.

The other orthodox cultivators who were fighting hard were even more bewildered and depressed.

People came with great enthusiasm, and so many people gathered, but in the end, there wasn't even a place to stand.

It's truly... pathetic.