My cultivation level increases by one year every day!

"Uncle Cao, are you confident you can kill that powerful demon at the seventh level of Foundation Establishment later?"

"Young Master, rest assured, I have killed several powerful demons at the seventh level of Foundation Establishment."

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Uncle Cao. Once we return to the manor, I will definitely speak highly of you to my father!"

In the northeastern region of the Fallen Mist Mountains, a group of people set foot there, led by a young man who looked to be in his twenties or thirties.

Beside him was an old man, whose aura was unfathomable and whose sharp eyes swept over him like those of a hawk.

The rest of their companions behind them included two Foundation Establishment cultivators and six late-stage Innate cultivators.

Such a formidable lineup appearing outside the county town would be enough to sweep away more than 90% of the forces.

"If we can obtain the rare and precious materials beneath the icy pool, it will surely allow Father's cultivation to advance even further!"

Wu Huai Ren's eyes gleamed. He had specially invited several powerful figures from the manor for this trip, determined to succeed.

Fuhu Manor is involved in many areas, including hunting, and has many hunters under its wing.

Recently, the death rate of hunters coming to the Misty Mountains has suddenly increased, and it is mainly concentrated in the northeastern region.

In addition to the news of a Foundation Establishment level demon, two hunters who had miraculously survived also revealed information to Wu Huai-ren.

As they passed the cold pool, they discovered that the calm water rippled with light and emitted a rich, refreshing fragrance. They could vaguely see a small, ethereal tree in the water.

At first, they thought it was an illusion; how could there be trees in the water?

It wasn't until they saw the Foundation Establishment Demon, its massive body curled up beside the small tree, that they dared to be sure what they were seeing.

Upon receiving the news, Wu Huai-ren immediately went to investigate and discovered that the small tree in the cold pool was very likely a treasure tree!

Growing in the cold, damp depths of the water, it gathers the essence of the setting moon and takes a thousand years to grow.

Then, it took a long time: three hundred years for it to sprout, three hundred years for it to bloom, and three hundred years for it to bear fruit.

……

"Frost Serpent!"

Near the Cold Spring Pool, Fang Yuan came to his senses, his eyes flashing with light, feeling an immense sense of oppression as if he were actually there.

"No wonder a powerful demon at the seventh level of Foundation Establishment appeared on the outskirts of the Falling Mist Mountain Range."

Fang Yuan suddenly realized that a precious medicine like the Cold Essence Fruit was of great benefit to human cultivators, and the same was true for demonic beasts.

Judging from the color of the Cold Essence Fruit, it will be ripe soon. The Frost Python is guarding the treasure tree so that it can swallow the Cold Essence Fruit directly when it is ripe.

"This was quite an unexpected bonus."

Fang Yuan smiled, lightly touched the ring on his finger, and a faint light swept across it, revealing a sharp spiritual sword in his hand.

As his true energy surged, he rose into the air, stepping step by step towards the sky above the Cold Spring Pool, his robes fluttering in the wind.

"Nine Swords of Gale!"

Fang Yuan rotated his wrist, and true essence continuously surged into the spirit sword, causing it to shine brightly, with nine sword shadows overlapping one after another.

In an instant.

A sword aura over three hundred feet long shot out, tearing apart the calm water surface and causing the water level to recede to both sides, creating a large vacuum area where the flow was interrupted.

Hiss... Roar...

The Frost Serpent was highly perceptive and quickly burst out of the water, letting out a low, ferocious roar. Its massive body, as large as a mountain, twisted and shattered the powerful sword energy.

Thump... Clang...

The sword energy that landed on it did not cause any real damage.

When struck, it produced a metallic clanging sound that reverberated endlessly on its white scales, which were the size of cattail leaves.

"continue!"

Fang Yuan laughed loudly, his fighting spirit soaring. The true essence in his dantian seemed to boil, crackling with lightning and thunder, and was directly poured into the spirit sword in his hand.

Dozens of sword shadows overlapped, and the sword energy, which was eight hundred feet long, surged endlessly, like lightning slicing through the night sky and falling straight down.

hiss……

The ice python flicked its tongue, and its lantern-sized eyes instinctively flashed with fear.

It seemed it hadn't expected that this tiny human would unleash such formidable power.

Huff... Puff...

The Frost Python's body is three hundred meters long, and its trunk is thicker than a hundred-year-old tree. With a casual twist, it can knock down a large number of trees.

It opened its blood-red maw, and its demonic energy transformed into a dense white mist, which it exhaled, instantly freezing the water surface hundreds of meters deep.

A chill swept over him, causing Fang Yuan to shiver involuntarily.

After piercing through the white ice mist, the crisscrossing sword energy seemed to sink into the mud, its power greatly diminished. When it finally landed on the ice python, it only left a faint white mark.

"The name of this great demon is truly well-deserved!"

Fang Yuan never underestimated the Frost Python from the beginning. His two sword energies advanced gradually, and each move was a ruthless attack that could threaten a cultivator in the late Foundation Establishment stage.

But all of these were easily neutralized by the Frost Python.

What's most terrifying is that its scales are like magical armor, able to protect it from most damage.

that's the truth.

Many magical artifacts are forged using materials derived from demonic beasts.

"To break through the Ice Serpent's defenses, the sword energy would need to be at least twice as strong!" Fang Yuan analyzed.

But that's unrealistic.

Fang Yuan could indeed do it, but he would need to build up his strength beforehand, and it would instantly drain all of Fang Yuan's true essence from his body.

If the Ice Python doesn't die, then we'll be in trouble instead.

Fang Yuan sheathed his spirit sword, his true essence radiating outwards, crackling with electricity as it moved through the air, sounding like thunder.

There are many ways to deal with the Ice Python; there's no need to resort to any one of them.

"Myriad Star Fist!"

Fang Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, raised his fist, his fingertips flashing with light, and lightning crackling around him, as if a calamity lord from the heavens had descended.

The bursts of true energy transformed into falling meteors the instant they were unleashed, dazzling and spectacular, yet containing immense killing intent.

hiss…

The Frost Python was about to retaliate, its thick tail already swung into the air, crackling and roaring, trying to crush the human in front of it.

But after the thousands of stars fell, they directly struck it, causing its scales to shatter, its skin to tear open, and blood to gush out.

Hiss hiss hiss…

The Frost Python roared in pain, trying to prop itself up to launch an attack, but it was simply unable to do so.

The stars that fall on you are like sledgehammers weighing tens of thousands of pounds, and the larger the star, the more severe the damage.

The sound of bones shattering was like the cracking of firecrackers, making it hard to look at.

The scariest thing is...

That inexplicable lightning could penetrate into its body, directly emanating an aura of annihilation and destroying its organs.

The great demon possesses powerful regenerative abilities, but it is completely countered by the annihilating lightning.

This feeling.

The Frost Python had only witnessed this transformation many years ago when it saw an elder of its clan undergo a tribulation.

"He's dead already?"

Fang Yuan watched the ice python sink into the pool without making any rash moves until the water level completely calmed down before sending a wisp of his divine sense down into the depths.

"Great demons have strong vitality and shouldn't die so easily."

Out of caution, Fang Yuan threw another punch, aiming it at the head of the Frost Python, unleashing a torrent of energy.

However, in order to avoid harming the Cold Essence Fruit, Fang Yuan held back his strength.

as predicted.

Just as the fist was about to strike the ice python, its body flipped over and swam away at incredible speed in the water, quickly disappearing from sight.

"Want to leave? Not so easy."

Fang Yuan sneered, quickly submerged into the water, gripped his spirit sword, and unleashed hundreds of sword energies in succession, aiming directly at the Frost Python.

Moments later, this fearsome demon was covered in wounds, its blood staining a large area of ​​the water red.

"You beast, you still dare to covet the Cold Essence Fruit?"