Immortal Life: Starting with Daily Last Words

"Those hateful brats!"

Zheng Yechen was filled with shock and anger, and his figure retreated several feet in succession. Sparks still burned on his scales, causing him endless pain.

Yu Daoxuan, having gained the upper hand, pressed his advantage and activated the Fire Bird Painting once more.

A burst of fiery light shot into the sky, and the firebird, carrying the force of burning souls, pounced once more.

Without a protective magical artifact, Zheng Yechen dared not directly confront the ferocious power of the Spirit Fire Bird. He could only rely on the extreme speed of his Foundation Establishment demon body to dodge in a sorry state.

He felt extremely frustrated at that moment.

He was a powerful early-stage Foundation Establishment demon cultivator, who dominated the region, yet he was now being suppressed and beaten by a mere Qi Refining cultivator. It was truly an extreme humiliation.

If he hadn't been severely injured in the earlier battle against the Artifact Alliance, and his strength was now less than 30% of his peak, he would have definitely crushed this arrogant junior to dust and annihilated his soul.

Seeing that his opponent kept dodging, Yu Daoxuan knew that the Fire Bird Diagram was extremely taxing on his magic power, so he released the Chongming Sword to slowly wear down his opponent.

Seeing that Yu Daoxuan had finally put away the spiritual weapon he was wary of, Zheng Yechen breathed a slight sigh of relief and summoned a green demon banner.

The green mist on the banner churned and billowed, and layers of miasma surged out, meeting Chongming Sword in mid-air.

In the blink of an eye, the two clashed with swords and demonic banners, exchanging blows for more than ten rounds in an instant.

Zheng Yechen launched several fierce attacks, all of which were calmly neutralized by Yu Daoxuan.

After a prolonged and fruitless attack, his anger surged, and he suddenly unleashed his divine soul pressure.

An overwhelming and sinister divine pressure swept out, causing illusions to arise within the cave, with layers of eerie winds and ghostly shadows, bewitching the mind and spirit.

If it were an ordinary Qi Refining cultivator, they would certainly not be able to escape this Foundation Establishment level soul illusion technique.

But he just happened to run into Yu Daoxuan.

Within the sea of ​​consciousness, the Divine Pearl quietly circulated its spiritual light, completely isolating and dissolving all illusions of the soul, without causing the slightest ripple.

Yu Daoxuan calmly wielded the Chongming Sword against his enemy, showing no sign of panic.

He already had a plan in mind: he only needed to stall until the other four killed Yu Haizi and Yu Jizi, and then, with everyone surrounding and attacking, he could wear them down to death.

"Since I can't do anything to you right now, I'll kill your fellow disciples first."

A fierce glint flashed in Zheng Yechen's eyes, revealing a sinister and cunning nature.

He abruptly abandoned Yu Daoxuan, his figure transforming into a blood-red afterimage as he charged straight at the four people locked in combat on the other side.

"not good!"

Yu Daoxuan's expression changed drastically.

Zheng Yechen was, after all, an old demon who had lived for over a hundred years and was ruthless and not someone to be trifled with.

An overwhelming divine pressure descended with his figure, locking onto the four fellow disciples surnamed Yu.

Just as the four had killed Yu Jizi and were about to attack the remaining person, they were suddenly struck by a powerful blow to their souls. Their minds trembled, and their defenses instantly broke down.

In his desperate situation, Yu Haizi seized the only chance to survive, forcefully channeling his remaining magical power, and transformed into a blood-black shadow as he fled out of the cave.

In an instant, Yu Daoxuan faced a difficult choice.

They must either intercept and kill the fleeing Yu Haizi, or rescue the four fellow disciples surnamed Yu.

In a flash, Yu Daoxuan resolutely chose the latter, giving up the spiritual medicine treasure on Yu Haizi's body.

He moved swiftly, chasing after Zheng Yechen, and at the same time summoned the Fire Bird Diagram once more.

A raging inferno cut through the air, blocking Zheng Yechen's retreat.

Seeing this, Zheng Yechen casually summoned a white silk whisk, its thousands of strands fluttering as he tried to block the fire bird's attack.

Bang!

The raging flames exploded violently, instantly burning and shaking the white silk whisk off its surface. The remaining flames, undiminished in their power, rushed straight towards Zheng Yechen's face.

Helpless, Zheng Yechen had no choice but to quickly dodge to the side.

It was this obstruction that allowed the four people surnamed Yu, who were trapped in the illusion and whose minds were under pressure, to suddenly break free and regain their senses.

"Four senior brothers and sisters, let's join forces to kill this demon."

Yu Daoxuan gave a deep order to directly restrain Zheng Yechen.

Yang Mude and Senior Brother Zhao immediately understood and swung their swords together, attacking from behind and cutting off Yao Yao's retreat.

The weaker members of the Yu clan and the female members of the same clan were positioned on either side to roam and contain the enemy.

"A few insignificant ants dare to dream of killing me?"

Zheng Yechen knew he had no way to escape and had no choice but to fight to the death.

He then forcibly activated the forbidden technique, overdrawing his demonic body's essence and blood to rapidly increase his combat power in a short period of time.

He unleashed the Heavenly Demon Secret Technique, and streaks of purple-blood-red demonic light tore through the sky like sharp hooks, meeting the attacks of the five.

Clang! Bang!

The sounds of metal clashing and magical power exploding were incessant.

Using a secret technique, Zheng Yechen's strength surged, allowing him to fight five opponents single-handedly and even gain a slight advantage.

After several rounds of fierce fighting, the female disciple's blood and qi surged, and she spat out a mouthful of blood, staggering.

In the blink of an eye, apart from Yu Daoxuan, the other four were all injured and their breathing was disordered.

After several exchanges, Zheng Yechen had figured out the details of the situation.

Among the five opponents, Yu Daoxuan's strength far surpasses that of other cultivators of the same level, making him extremely difficult to deal with.

He immediately stopped engaging Yu Daoxuan and unleashed all his killing moves on the other four.

Ding!

With a crisp sound, the flying sword of the fellow disciple surnamed Yu was knocked down by the demonic power.

The backlash struck him with a deafening roar, and he vomited blood as he flew backward.

At the same time, a purple-red blade of light flashed past, striking the female disciple on the shoulder. Her flesh was torn open, and blood gushed out. She was violently thrown away.

Seeing his two fellow disciples suffer heavy injuries and collapse in an instant, Yu Daoxuan's expression became extremely solemn.

He knew in his heart that the four of them did not have a rare treasure like the Divine Pearl to protect them, and they were simply unable to withstand the divine soul intimidation emanating from Zheng Yechen.

If no solution is found, these four people may all perish.

"Four senior brothers and sisters, do your best to hold them off for a moment."

Yu Daoxuan made a decisive move, preparing to unleash all his trump cards to annihilate this demon.

Upon hearing this, the four endured their injuries, gritted their teeth, and desperately held on, using their remaining magical power to forcibly restrain the attacker.

But at that moment, Zheng Yechen suddenly leaped backward, a sinister smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"Heh heh, too late to unleash your ultimate move now."

"Today, all of you will perish here."

Yu Daoxuan felt a chill run down his spine, instantly sensing something was wrong, as a deadly coldness quietly enveloped his entire body.

thump!

The female disciple, who had been fighting fiercely, suddenly stiffened and fell straight to the ground.

The fellow disciple surnamed Yu hurriedly bent down to help her up, only to see a thin purplish-black line appear on her face, and her body stiff and cold.

In the critical moment, he didn't have time to think. He immediately took out two antidote pills and put them into his own and his female companion's mouths respectively. Then he hurriedly circulated his magic power to suppress the corpse poison in his body.

"Heh heh." Zheng Yechen chuckled maliciously, speaking in a sinister tone, "My unique corpse poison is silent and insidious. The more you circulate your magic power, the deeper the poisoning becomes. Ordinary antidotes are simply ineffective. If you don't want to live, you'd better surrender obediently."

thump!

As soon as he finished speaking, the fellow disciple surnamed Yu felt his body stiffen and fell heavily to the ground.

Yang Mude and Senior Brother Zhao were slightly stronger in cultivation. After taking the antidote pill, they immediately sat cross-legged, closed their eyes, and focused all their energy on expelling the poison.

Witnessing his fellow disciples fall one after another, Yu Daoxuan felt a chill in his heart.

The next instant, he clearly sensed a chilling and eerie poison quietly invading his meridians, and immediately began to circulate his internal energy to resist the poison.

In a flash of inspiration, he summoned the Ghost King Spider.

This Ghost King Spider possesses a mutated Earth-grade bloodline, harbors extraordinary poison, and has the talent to devour all poisons in the world. It excels at using poison to fight poison, and is currently the only hope to break the deadlock.

Zheng Yechen licked his lips with his scarlet tongue and said coldly, "Since you refuse to surrender, I will let you taste what it means to wish you were dead."

But before he could finish speaking, the smile on his face suddenly froze.

Yu Daoxuan, who should have been frozen stiff from the poison, remained standing firmly in place, his expression unchanged.

Zheng Yechen looked bewildered and filled with suspicion.

Although his strength was greatly diminished and the power of his corpse poison was severely weakened, he should still be able to easily defeat cultivators who cultivate qi.

However, the person in front of me had smooth blood circulation and showed no signs of poisoning.

"Mere corpse poison, nothing special."

Yu Daoxuan remained indifferent and spoke softly.

The moment the corpse poison invaded the meridians, the Ghost King Spider had already devoured and neutralized it.

"How can the Ghost King Spider neutralize my corpse poison?"

Zheng Yechen looked puzzled when he saw the insect shadow in Yu Daoxuan's palm.

But he was, after all, an ancient demon who had lived for a hundred years. He quickly suppressed his shock and once again sneered, "Junior, although I don't know why your Ghost King Spider can neutralize my corpse poison, how long can you hold out against me alone?"

"Then we'll find out by trying."

Yu Daoxuan remained calm, activating the power of the Heavenly Demon Relic, preparing for a swift victory.

He flipped his palm and took out a talisman that was faintly crackling with lightning.

Sensing the violent pressure of the heavenly lightning within the talisman, Zheng Yechen's scales tensed, and a chill inexplicably crept into his heart.

The next instant, Yu Daoxuan unleashed his magical power.

The Heavenly Thunder Talisman suddenly erupted, thunder roared, and purple-gold lightning, carrying a violent and destructive force, crashed down on Zheng Yechen.

Zheng Yechen was terrified and his soul was left behind.

He exhausted the last of his demonic power and summoned all the top-grade magical artifacts on his body, layering them in front of him in an attempt to withstand the heavenly lightning.

boom!

A deafening roar shook the entire cave, causing the mountains to tremble and rocks to fly everywhere.

With less than 30% of his current strength, plus a few magical artifacts for defense, he was simply unable to withstand the power of the heavenly lightning unleashed by the Heavenly Lightning Talisman.

All the magical artifacts shattered instantly, and a violent bolt of lightning crashed down upon them.

Zheng Yechen crashed heavily to the ground, his scales charred and shattered, his flesh mangled and barely clinging to life.

If it weren't for the fact that his Foundation Establishment demon body was incredibly tough and powerful, comparable to a low-grade spiritual weapon, he would have been blasted into ashes by the heavenly lightning long ago.

Yu Daoxuan's eyes were icy cold. He channeled his magic power, preparing to completely destroy this demon.

"stop!"

"Young friend, stop immediately!"

Zheng Yechen panicked completely.

"I'll give you an unparalleled opportunity. If you spare my life, the entire opportunity will be yours."

Yu Daoxuan remained expressionless as he raised his sword and brought it down.

A flash of cold light, and the snake's head rolled off, gushing forth demonic blood.

Zheng Yechen, the leader of the Artifact and Talisman Alliance and the protector of the Blood Refining Hall of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect, has thus perished.

Yu Daoxuan put away the other party's storage bag and dropped magic weapon, then turned around and strode towards the four fellow disciples who had fallen to the ground.

At this moment, all four of them lay frozen and unconscious on the ground, their fate unknown.

Upon closer inspection, he discovered that the four still had a chance of survival, so he immediately ordered the Ghost King Spider to detoxify them.