I became an immortal on earth.

As more and more cultivators from Qingchan Valley leaped out from the surrounding mountains and forests, a vast poisonous fog rose up in the wilderness, and wherever it passed, the flowers, grasses and trees withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Fang Wang stood on the hillside, looking around, and found himself completely surrounded.

He didn't act immediately, waiting for Qingchan Valley to surround him, to prevent Qingchan Valley from hunting down Fang Hanyu.

Countless poisonous insects flew in from the sky, blotting out the sun and gradually plunging the mountains and rivers into darkness.

"Even if it's a mountain of knives and a sea of ​​fire, I will stay with you, young master. Don't worry, young master, I've spent so many years in the Great Sage's Cave Heaven, and I've learned quite a few skills!"

Little Purple perched on Fang Wang's shoulder, trembling as it spoke. Though its tone was weak, it already exuded its demonic aura, preparing for battle.

Powerful auras erupted, and even from the forest behind Fang Wang, many enormous poisonous insects crawled out, including beetles, spiders, scorpions, moths, ants, and worms—you name it.

A figure emerged from the billowing poisonous mist, looking down at Fang Wang, who had his back to him. This person was dressed in a red robe, with a burly build and a full beard. His long black and white hair was coiled beneath a black centipede, whose two long antennae fluttered like phoenix wings. The poisonous aura swirling around him was the most potent.

"Fang Wang, you killed my disciple Li Hongshuang. Do you admit it or not?"

The man in the red robe asked coldly, his eyes filled with greed.

Fang Wang tilted his head slightly, glancing at him out of the corner of his eye, and asked, "Who are you from Qingchan Valley?"

"The master of the Azure Cicada Valley, Pang Tuntian!" the red-robed man replied, his tone barely concealing his murderous intent.

Fang Wang sneered, "I never expected that the dignified Master of Qingchan Valley would go to such lengths to kill a junior like me!"

Pang Tuntian raised his right hand, and a blood-red poisonous mist spewed from his palm, from which a long whip resembling a tentacle emerged. His face was icy cold as he said, "Blame it on your possession of the Heavenly Yuan Treasure Spirit. If you want to live, you still have a chance."

"Kneel down and beg me to spare you. After I possess your body, I will find you a new one so you can serve Qingchan Valley. How about it?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Wang burst into laughter.

More and more powerful cultivators from Qingchan Valley approached, all of them at the Profound Heart Realm, numbering two to three hundred. Meanwhile, the Qingchan Valley disciples below the Profound Heart Realm were setting up formations in the distance, each with a solemn expression.

Although they outnumbered each other, they dared not be careless in the face of Fang Wang. They believed that Qingchan Valley could defeat Fang Wang, but Fang Wang, who could kill the Great Demon King and defeat the Sword Sect, would definitely make them pay a heavy price. Who would want to die?

"Since you refuse, then wait for me to pull out your tendons, bleed you, and when you are extremely weak, I will forcibly take your body!" Pang Tuntian said coldly. After speaking, he suddenly threw his whip and lashed it at Fang Wang.

A strong wind tore through the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, producing a piercing sound.

Instead of retreating, Fang Wang advanced, wielding the Heavenly Palace Halberd and charging towards Pang Tuntian.

War is imminent!

The great cultivators of Qingchan Valley all took out their own natal spirit treasures and rushed towards Fang Wang at an accelerated pace.

Facing Pang Tuntian's long whip, Fang Wang ran eight steps and then suddenly threw out the Heavenly Palace Halberd.

boom!

The Heavenly Palace Halberd unleashed terrifying power, forcefully severing the long whip along its path, and relentlessly hurtling towards Pang Tuntian.

The perfected sword control technique!

It also has the added power of true combat skills!

With each step, Fang Wang activated his Battle True Skill. At this moment, he had cast aside all distracting thoughts and was determined to kill the demonic cultivators of Qingchan Valley as much as possible!

That's right, he didn't want to run away!

Pang Tuntian's expression changed drastically. Facing the rapidly approaching Heavenly Palace Halberd, he instinctively raised his hands and condensed a spiritual energy shield.

However, the Heavenly Palace Halberd struck him powerfully, shattering the spiritual energy shield, severing his arms, and piercing his chest. Blood splattered as it pressed him down into the woods behind him.

Fang Wang stopped almost simultaneously, turned around and attacked, drawing the Qingjun Sword with his right hand.

Outnumbered, he didn't want to directly expend his spiritual energy, so he decided to use the simplest method to kill the powerful enemy.

"kill!"

Seeing Pang Tuntian injured in an instant, the great cultivators of Qingchan Valley changed their expressions drastically, but they still unleashed their unique skills to besiege Fang Wang.

Countless spells rained down on Fang Wang from all directions. Fang Wang ran to the edge of the cliff and leaped into the air. At that moment, his eyes were so cold and resolute, his gaze fixed only on the enemy.

Little Purple, perched on Fang Wang's shoulder, opened its snake mouth, and the scene froze: a man and a snake facing off against the hordes of demonic cultivators, their faces showing no fear.

……

In the woods.

Fang Yin walked in the middle of the group, his brows furrowed, inexplicably uneasy.

Fang Meng, walking beside him, noticed his expression and criticized, "What's wrong? Are you tired already? I always tell you to cultivate more, but you don't listen!"

Fang Yin smiled wryly, "With no progress in my cultivation, how can I calm my mind? Besides, I'm not tired; I just feel like something big is about to happen."

"Hmph, so mystical."

Fang Meng shook his head and snorted, then continued forward.

Just then, the Fang family members in front stopped one after another, all looking up. Fang Yin and Fang Meng followed suit and looked up. The trees in this area were sparse and could be seen by looking up. They saw that the sky was darkening, as if thunderclouds were about to sweep in, which was very oppressive.

But they didn't hear any thunder.

Fang Meng pondered for a moment and then said, "Alright, let's stop. Set up an array nearby and prepare to rest."

The Fang family members had no objections, but they couldn't help but turn their heads to look at the sky while doing their work.

The strange phenomenon was truly terrifying and filled people with dread.

Fang Yin stood there, gazing at the horizon, his unease growing stronger.

For some reason, he thought of Fang Wang.

"Probably not. That kid's so skilled, how could anything happen to him?"

Fang Yin silently thought to himself, trying to comfort himself, mainly because there was nothing he could do about it.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a little regretful. Should he also work hard to cultivate, even if he wasn't talented, he could become stronger as much as he could?

……

Dark clouds rolled in, and the world was shrouded in an endless poisonous fog. As far as the eye could see, the forests covering the mountains and fields had withered, and there was blood and corpses everywhere.

Countless demonic cultivators and poisonous insects scurried through the poisonous fog, bombarding the ground with various spells, sending rocks flying and the poisonous fog churning violently.

Upon closer inspection, a golden figure was flashing rapidly in the direction they were facing!

boom!

The forest exploded open, revealing a gigantic purple python, as large as a mountain range, emerging from the abyss like a dragon. A golden figure stood atop its head, none other than Fang Wang.

Fang Wang conjured a golden-scaled white feather robe, surrounded by strands of golden dragon energy. He held the Heavenly Palace Halberd in his right hand, exuding an aura of dominance, like a celestial general descending to earth.

Their golden-scaled white feather robes were stained with blood, and Xiao Zi was also covered in wounds, but their aura grew increasingly ferocious.

"Ten Thousand Poisons Formation! Quickly upgrade to the Ten Thousand Poisons Formation!"

An old cultivator from Qingchan Valley stood on the head of a giant ant and shouted hoarsely. As soon as he finished speaking, a whooshing sound came from the dark poisonous fog in front of him. A flash of cold light appeared, and the Qingjun Sword smashed his head.

The old corpses are not yet cold, and new ones are added!

Xiao Zi crushed her way through, spewing out sword energy from her mouth, blasting away the demonic cultivators of Qingchan Valley along the way. Wherever she passed, dust flew, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and screams filled the air.

Fang Wang leaped into the air, his figure like an eagle, and slammed down the Heavenly Palace Halberd with both hands. One of the middle-aged demonic cultivators raised his sword to block, but was shocked and his arms and shoulders went numb. His face showed a look of horror.

He looked up in alarm and met Fang Wang's cold gaze.

Without uttering any harsh words, Fang Wang suddenly exerted force and severed half of the man's body, blood and flesh flying everywhere. The middle-aged man let out a shrill, painful scream.

"Stop him!"

Pang Tuntian shouted hoarsely, his face covered in blood, his arms made up of countless tiny blood worms, his right hand holding a long whip, and his left hand holding a large flag. As he spoke, he quickly gathered them together, and the surging blood-red poisonous mist rushed towards Fang Wang like a tornado.

Fang Wang landed and charged straight at him, undeterred.

As he sprinted, he swiftly swung his Heavenly Palace Halberd, scattering the spells coming from all directions. Nine fireballs hovered behind his head, preventing the surrounding poisonous fog from getting close to him. With this charge, he tore a crack in the vast ocean of poisonous fog in the mountains.

Seeing Fang Wang charging towards him, Pang Tuntian disregarded his fear and immediately swung his long whip, smashing it into the ground. The ground shattered, and wisps of blood-red flames surged from the surface, extending all the way towards Fang Wang.

Protected by the Xuan Yang Nerve, Fang Wang ignored all the flames and forced his way through, leaving Pang Tuntian terrified.

"This guy..."

Pang Tuntian was filled with fear. He had brought half the power of Qingchan Valley, yet he was still unable to suppress Fang Wang.

How is that possible!

Did Fang Wang suffer no losses in the battle against the Sword Sect?

Even if the Heavenly Yuan Treasure Spirit is strong, its spiritual power must have a limit!

Upon realizing this, Pang Tuntian's eyes hardened. He had nowhere left to retreat and had to kill Fang Wang.

He roared in anger, and his flesh and blood exploded, transforming into countless blood worms that swarmed towards Fang Wang with overwhelming force.

Fang Wang leaped into the air, and the energy around him suddenly condensed into a blue dragon head. As a blue dragon, he charged head-on at the vast swarm of blood worms.

The sea of ​​bloodworms was torn apart. Fang Wang's eyes narrowed, and he thrust forward with his right hand gripping the Heavenly Palace Halberd.

Poof!

The halberd pierced Pang Tuntian's chest. It turned out that Pang Tuntian had not transformed into a swarm of insects, but was merely hiding among them.

"you……"

Pang Tuntian's eyes widened, his face covered in blood, making him look like a vengeful ghost.

Fang Wang flicked his right arm, and the Heavenly Palace Halberd severed his head. Countless blood worms tried to approach him, but were all burned to ashes by the nine fireballs behind his head.

The next second, Fang Wang grabbed Pang Tuntian's head and leaped into the raging wind of blood worms. He took out a cloth from his storage bag with his left hand, quickly wrapped it around Pang Tuntian's head, and then put it into the storage bag.

He then turned around and charged towards Xiao Zi, wielding the Heavenly Palace Halberd.

The bloodworms dispersed in the raging wind, and Pang Tuntian's corpse fell to the ground, headless.

"The Valley Master is dead! Kill him! We must avenge him!"

A gaunt man shouted angrily. He was clearly of high status. He stood on a toad as big as a small mountain and was surrounded by four poisonous flags, forming an array.

All the cultivators of Qingchan Valley who heard this had their eyes turn red. At this point in the battle, they had forgotten their fear and only had Fang Wang and Xiao Zi in their eyes.

Fang Wang must be executed, or the consequences will be dire!

Rumbling--

The earth trembled violently, and the poisonous fog on the horizon surged and condensed into a deep red curtain that rose into the sky, filling the world with an indescribable sense of oppression.