Crossover: The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation, starting with cultivation with the Six Flowers Im

He successfully invaded Lu Mingfei's consciousness and read his memories.

After reading Lu Mingfei's memories.

Nangong Yehua finally understood why Lu Mingfei obtained the Wuji Dingmo Ring and why the Demon Realm and the God Realm perished.

It turns out that he died on the Tian Tong Continent.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Wuji Dingmo Huan escaped.

While hiding, they accidentally fell into a rift in the world.

Then it travels through the turbulent flow of time and space.

It just so happens that I ended up in this world.

And it was picked up by Lu Mingfei, who was still the Black King at the time.

The Black King obtained a celestial artifact and, with the help of the Black Extreme Demon-Stabilizing Ring, successfully destroyed the Demon Realm and Takamagahara.

This ushered the entire world into the Dragon Age.

Then later, in order to completely refine the Black Extreme Fixed Demon Ring.

He deliberately entered a period of silence, attempting to imprint his mark on the Wuji Dingmo Ring through a continuous cycle of life and death.

This is also why the Black King, who was clearly so strong, suddenly died.

It was all part of the Black King's plan.

Until Nangong Yehua appeared.

As the true owner of the Wuji Dingmo Ring, he directly shattered all of his plans.

This caused all his efforts over the past few centuries to be in vain.

"A world rift?!"

After reading Lu Mingfei's memories.

Nangong Yehua's eyes lit up instantly.

The Dark Ring can flow into this world through the world rift.

That proves that this small world is not far from the Tian Tong Continent.

Otherwise, even if the Black Extreme Demon-Stabilizing Ring possesses the power of a celestial artifact.

But after all, he didn't possess the body of a celestial artifact.

It still cannot withstand the erosion of spacetime turbulence for long.

This means that if we use the power of the Wuji Dingmo Ring...

Then he can cross the world rift and return to the Tian Tong Continent.

The thought of the Tian Tong Continent comes to mind.

Nangong Yehua immediately thought of those guys who had ambushed him.

A surge of anger rose within me.

As the number one demonic cultivator on the Tian Tong Continent, and the strongest cultivator in the Ascension stage.

Normally, those righteous guys would be beaten so badly by him that they would run away with their tails between their legs and not dare to show their faces.

However, they ambushed him during his weakened state while he was undergoing his tribulation.

This caused his thousands of years of cultivation to be wasted.

The dream of achieving immortality and becoming a god, which was about to be fulfilled, vanished like a bubble.

How could he forget such hatred?

So as long as there's an opportunity.

Nangong Yehua will absolutely not let these guys get away with this!

"Let's go, Lu Mingfei, it's time to hit the road!"

Nangong Yehua looked at Lu Mingfei.

They took him back to the place where the Blood Spirit Pool was located.

After throwing Lu Mingfei, or rather the Black King, into the Blood Spirit Pool.

A terrifying light burst forth.

Within the light, the flesh and blood energy of Black King 987 began to compress, gradually condensing into a pill...

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A month later.

starry sky.

A figure flew swiftly across the asteroid belt.

Nangong Yehua, wielding the Black Extreme Demon-Stabilizing Ring, earnestly searched his surroundings.

Compared to a month ago, the aura emanating from him has undergone a dramatic change.

China is more than ten times stronger.

Instead, it goes to the upper dantian.

A group of chubby, fair-skinned little people, who looked exactly like him, sat cross-legged.

The aura belonging to the Nascent Soul stage was clearly revealed.

Soon, Nangong Yehua found her goal for this trip.

A faint black crack hidden within the asteroid belt.

This is the spacetime rift through which the Wuji Dingmo Ring came to this world.

I sensed it carefully.

After confirming that this was a very stable spacetime passage...

Nangong Yehua summoned the Black Extreme Demon-Stabilizing Ring.

A layer of dazzling light enveloped him.

Then he plunged into the time-space tunnel...

Chapter 120 The Boy in the Snow

Snowflakes fluttered down, like a pure baptism for heaven and earth.

A man dressed in coarse cloth clothes and deerskin boots, with his jet-black hair tied back with a simple strip of cloth.

His face had distinct features, and his eyes shone with determination and courage, making him appear imposing.

His name is Chen Qingfu, a young man from a nearby village.

Chen Qingfu was holding a bow and arrow and was chasing a nimble snow hare.

His eyes were sharp, his movements agile, and each step he took was made without making a sound on the thick snow.

Suddenly, he noticed a figure lying on the snow not far ahead.

Chen Qingfu's heart tightened, and he quickly quickened his pace. Upon closer inspection, he discovered that the man was an unconscious stranger.

This man, Nangong Yehua, was wearing a tattered blue robe, which, although covered in mud and blood, still revealed its original nobility.

His face was handsome, and his brows exuded an extraordinary air, but at this moment his eyes were tightly closed, his face was as pale as paper, and he looked extremely weak.

Chen Qingfu squatted down and carefully examined Nangong Yehua's condition.

He had been kind-hearted since childhood, and when he saw the strange man lying unconscious in the freezing cold, he couldn't help but feel a surge of sympathy and pity.

He knew that if Nangong Yehua did not receive timely treatment, her life would be in danger.

Chen Qingfu squatted down and gently shook Nangong Yehua's body, calling out:

"Hey, are you alright? What are you doing lying here?"

However, Nangong Yehua did not react at all.

Therefore, Chen Qingfu decided to take him back to the village for treatment.

He carried Nangong Yehua on his back with all his might, and trudged through the snow towards the village.

However, when Chen Qingfu carried Nangong Yehua to the village entrance, he was rejected by the villagers.

They huddled together, discussing amongst themselves, their faces showing worry and vigilance.

"Qingfu, why did you bring a stranger back?"

An elder frowned and asked.

"I found him in the snow. He was unconscious and seriously injured, and needed medical attention."

Chen Qingfu explained.

"No, our village has never had any contact with the outside world. What if he's a bad person or brings some trouble?"

The villagers expressed their concerns.

Chen Qingfu understood the villagers' concerns, but he also knew that Nangong Yehua's life was in imminent danger.

Trying to persuade the villagers:

“He’s unconscious now, how can we just stand by and watch him die? I promise he’ll leave soon and won’t cause any trouble for the village.”

However, the villagers remained steadfast in their stance.

They worried that the arrival of strangers would disrupt the peace and tranquility of the village, bringing unnecessary trouble and danger.

Looking at the villagers' determined eyes, Chen Qingfu felt a sense of helplessness.

Chen Qingfu took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, and then spoke to the villagers again:

“I know what you’re worried about, but please believe me, this person is not a bad person.”

“He needs medical attention now; he could die if we don’t help him.”

However, the villagers remained unmoved. They stuck to their stance and refused to let a stranger into the village.

He (Nuoqian Zhao) knew he couldn't change the villagers' minds. But he also understood he couldn't just give up on Nangong Yehua.

So he made a decision. He bowed deeply to the villagers and said:

"Thank you for your understanding, but I can't just give up on him like this."

“I will find a place outside the village to settle him and take care of him myself. If anything unexpected happens, I will take full responsibility.”

After saying that, Chen Qingfu turned and left the village, carrying Nangong Yehua on his back as he walked out of the village.

Chapter 121 Awakening! Inside the Snow House

Outside, snow was falling heavily, like countless white sprites dancing in the air.

Snowflakes fluttered down, forming beautiful arcs as they fell, adorning the whole world with a silvery white blanket.

The cold wind howled, stirring up gusts of snow and mist, making the world outside appear even more hazy and mysterious.

However, despite the heavy snowfall outside, there was no chill inside the snow house.

Chen Qingfu's meticulously built snow house is not only structurally sturdy, but also cleverly utilizes insulation materials, making the interior warm and cozy.

The faint firelight flickered inside the room, emitting a soft and warm glow that made the entire space feel cozy and peaceful.

Nangong Ye 987 Hua lay quietly on the soft animal skin. Although he was still unconscious, his complexion had regained some color in the warm snow house.

Deep within Nangong Yehua's consciousness, one image after another played on repeat.

That was his glorious moment as he was about to transcend tribulation and become an immortal, and also his tragic moment of death and annihilation.

In the scene, he stands high in the sky, surrounded by lightning, as a heavenly tribulation descends.

Each bolt of lightning roared like a giant dragon, trying to tear him apart.

However, Nangong Yehua showed no fear. He wielded his magical weapon and fought against the thunder dragon. Every strike was filled with boundless power.

Just as he was about to overcome the heavenly tribulation and embark on the path to immortality, suddenly, eight sharp auras attacked from all directions.