Starting with the consumables of the Demonic Sect, one can barely achieve immortality.

Can flames at the Qi Refining level harm the Dao Body of a Foundation Establishment cultivator?

Yan Cheng thought that even if his Yin Star Flame was powerful, it probably wouldn't work.

In fact, if it weren't for the Black Gold Corpse Control Ring freezing Wang Qing's body in place, making this guy obediently stand still and burn for him...

Yan Cheng's star flame might not even have the chance to meet Wang Qing.

But now that the opportunity has been seized, no matter how much the relentless barrage of fireworks puts on Yan Cheng's spiritual power, it is still worthwhile.

He had no way out but to forge ahead.

The bright purple starlight, flickering like shimmering light on water, was chilling to the bone. Compared to the damage the flames caused to her body, its greater effect was to further weaken Wang Qing's mobility, freezing her internal organs and meridians from the inside out.

Yan Cheng had no doubt that if the opponent could use their immortal foundation, the power of the [Array Piercing Cone] would definitely be able to break through this bit of cold air.

However, it is no longer possible.

The moment Wang Qing's physical body died, her immortal foundation began its countdown to collapse.

If it weren't for the solid ice, which was also at the Foundation Establishment level, that preserved the physical body along with the immortal foundation.

At this moment, Wang Qing didn't even have the energy to keep going!

Is it a pity that a dignified Foundation Establishment cultivator died such a miserable death?

Yan Cheng remained unmoved, focusing solely on activating the spiritual fire.

Even when the golden-armored female cultivator in the cold flames suddenly mustered her remaining strength and raised her sword again, its tip pointing at Yan Cheng's throat, Yan Cheng remained unmoved.

Then a dark red flame descended from the sky, piercing through the back of Wang Qing's head to her chin, stopping her in her tracks.

[Dissipate Yin Fire].

Yan Cheng raised his head, his gaze icy as he looked at the slowly crumbling celestial barrier.

And then there was the laughing figure, her entire body a deep crimson, like a rosy cloud, slowly flying in through the breach in the barrier.

Zhong Tianying.

The true disciple of the Lord of the Hall of Longevity!

The Foundation Establishment cultivators in the Hall of Longevity have always kept a low profile. Yan Cheng and the others have not yet reached the level that would attract the attention of the higher-ups, and it would be rare for them to even see these true disciples once every three to five years.

However, when it came to the life-or-death matter of another Foundation Establishment cultivator, this true disciple finally couldn't help but personally intervene.

Objectively speaking, her intervention saved Yan Cheng's life.

But Yan Cheng's eyes showed no relief or gratitude, only a deep unease.

Zhong Tianying didn't look at him, but immediately focused her gaze on Wang Qing.

Wang Qing's armor was indeed of superior quality; even after being continuously burned by Foundation Establishment level flames, it showed no signs of being completely melted.

The scorching hot liquid gold flowed down from the armor, instantly melting the bricks the moment it touched the ground.

Yan Cheng noticed that Zhong Tianying, who witnessed this scene, moved his throat slightly, as if he had the idea of ​​swallowing the whole pool of golden water alive.

He froze, then thought of the Northern tradition of "cultivating one's nature through breathing exercises" or "eating qi and swallowing spirits," which is essentially a process by which cultivators seek advancement by consuming and containing spiritual objects.

Spiritual objects at the Foundation Establishment level would undoubtedly be incredibly alluring to a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

The Dao body of a Foundation Establishment cultivator is also a product formed from the convergence of spiritual objects...

Thinking of this, Yan Cheng couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Could she really eat Wang Qing right in front of him?

Fortunately, Zhong Tianying ultimately did not do anything shocking in front of him.

He simply stared at Wang Qing intently for a long time before finally speaking:

"Fellow Daoist, what a pity."

"If you're not thinking of settling old scores with me, but instead returning to your place and immediately flying away."

"The northern foothills are vast; where can I find you then?"

"You feel ashamed that you have committed the act of possession and have no face to return to the righteous sect. Your only obsession is to kill me and take revenge."

"Given your current state, even if I stand here and let you hack and slash me, does that mean...?"

As he spoke, his face was full of regret and sighs.

Yan Cheng knew that she was not trying to humiliate Wang Qing.

In the Five Elements theory, fire is inherently weaker than metal. Furthermore, Zhong Tianying's aura is far stronger than Wang Qing's, so even if the latter tries to act rashly, she will find it difficult to achieve anything.

From the very beginning, after being tricked to death by Zhong Tianying, Wang Qing used every means at her disposal, disregarding the dignity of a righteous cultivator and engaging in the act of possessing a remnant soul, all in order to avenge the past grievances.

Their dedication was undeniably arduous, and their will undeniably strong.

But so what?

When facing a Foundation Establishment cultivator, all calculations and resolve are useless.

People don't care how determined an ant is when it charges at their feet; they can easily crush it with one foot without feeling the slightest guilt.

But the next moment, Zhong Tianying said:

"Fellow Daoist, may you have a safe journey."

She drew her fingers into a knife shape and suddenly pierced Wang Qing's lower abdomen.

In the next instant, a magnificent surge of Geng metal energy rose into the sky.

The magic sword fell to the ground, the golden armor disintegrated, and the female cultivator's body burst open inch by inch. What flowed out was not blood, flesh, or bone marrow, but a golden liquid mixed with yin energy.

A Foundation Establishment cultivator perished as a result.

Yan Cheng watched as Zhong Tianying grasped a piece of half-melted gold in his hand, which appeared to be a remnant of the Immortal Foundation [Array Cone].

This object was sealed by the mysterious ice and remained hidden within the body of the deceased Daoist for a long time, so it should have already acquired some of the characteristics of Yin Metal.

For the Hall of Longevity, which cultivates the Way of the Netherworld, it should be of considerable value.

Zhong Tianying exerted only a slight force, causing the metal and stone in his hand to crumble and fall to the ground, revealing the blue-faced golden beast pendant that shimmered with black energy at its core.

With a clang, the bronze pendant shattered and was then completely melted away in the flames that suddenly erupted in her palm.

"What a righteous path!"

"You speak righteously and sternly, describing the act of possession and reincarnation as a heinous crime, yet why did you bestow this item upon a Foundation Establishment cultivator of our sect?"

"They clearly intend to treat the foundation-building cultivators below as consumables that can be used again after death, pushing them to eliminate demons and defend the righteous path regardless of everything."

"Since they have no face to return to the righteous path, they will no longer consume the resources of the righteous path. All they have spent is a crudely made bronze pendant."

Zhong Tianying sighed softly:

"After all, we've been in the Northern Territory for several hundred years. The so-called righteous sects have gradually become no different from my Taiyin Immortal Sect in their practices."

Yan Cheng pretended not to hear.

No, is this something you, the chief disciple of the Hall of Eternal Life, should say?

Although Zhong Tianying didn't look at him, he still couldn't remain silent, so he stepped forward and performed the disciple's salute:

"Yan Cheng greets Senior Sister."

Zhong Tianying then glanced at him:

"lunar?"

Yan Cheng was afraid that saying too much would lead to mistakes, so he simply remained silent.

Zhong Tianying smiled slightly, her bright and beautiful face captivating:

"Junior brother, why are you so afraid?"

"You have been fortunate enough to have the opportunity to practice the Taiyin Dharma; that is your blessing."

"This is no longer the chaotic era of the early days of the Immortal Dynasty's collapse. Do you think the Emperor would refine you into a human pill simply because he suspects you consumed the Moon Laurel Pure Yin Essence?"

She seemed to have thought of something amusing, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly:

"Our sixth junior sister, who cultivates the sun, is still waiting to cultivate with you."