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

Nangong Yehua frowned, her vigilance growing even stronger.

He turned to the old fisherman and the young man and said:

"Something seems off on the ship; I sense a strong demonic aura."

Upon hearing this, the old fisherman's expression changed. He put down his bamboo pole, a flicker of panic crossing his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure and said in a deep voice:

“There are indeed evil spirits that often appear in this Tongtian River, but we have the protection of the Dingshui Boat, so we should be fine.”

The young man also looked around nervously, gripping the fishing net tightly in his hand, as if ready to deal with any possible danger at any moment.

Nangong Yehua knew that the old fisherman might not have told the whole truth, but he also understood that this was not the time to press him for answers.

He took a deep breath, mobilizing his internal energy to prepare for the impending unknown danger.

As the ship continued its journey, the demonic aura on board grew increasingly intense.

Nangong Yehua could clearly sense that the black energy was gradually eroding everyone on the ship, including himself.

A thought struck him, and he immediately channeled a stream of pure spiritual energy into the Dingshui Boat.

The Ding Shui Zhou trembled slightly, then emitted a soft light that repelled the surrounding demonic energy.

The old fisherman and the young man were both surprised when they saw this.

They clearly hadn't expected that Nangong Yehua would possess such powerful cultivation and abilities.

Nangong Yehua didn't say much.

He knew that the journey was far from over, and that more challenges and dangers awaited them ahead.

As the boat ventured deeper into the river, the main current of the Tongtian River became even more turbulent.

The monsters in the river grew increasingly ferocious, with huge figures leaping out of the water from time to time, attempting to attack the boats.

However, under Nangong Yehua's protection, these monsters were all defeated one by one.

Everyone on the ship was filled with awe and gratitude towards him.

Finally, after countless dangers and challenges, they arrived at the Sand Demon's habitat.

This is a desolate beach, with huge sand pits and caves scattered across the sand.

Nangong Yehua knew that this was the place where he would fight the Sand Demon. He took a deep breath and prepared himself.

However, just as they were about to take action, a strange laugh suddenly came from the sand.

Immediately afterwards, countless sand demons surged out of the cave and surrounded them.

Just as the sand demons surged forth like a tide, the old fisherman and the young man's eyes suddenly changed, their original weathered and sharp gazes replaced by an eerie red light.

Their bodies began to twist, as if being pulled by an invisible force, gradually losing their human characteristics.

The old fisherman's skin became rough and sandy, his fingernails became sharp as blades, a ferocious smile appeared on his face, and his eyes gleamed with cunning and cruelty.

With a tremor, he transformed into a gigantic sand demon, its massive body covered in sandy-yellow scales, its head adorned with sharp horns that exuded an evil aura.

At the same time, the young man let out a strange roar, his body rapidly expanded, his skin also turned sand, and he eventually transformed into an even more ferocious sand demon.

Its eyes were blood-red, its fangs were exposed, and its limbs became thick and powerful, as if it could tear apart any obstacle in its way.

Nangong Yehua feigned shock as he watched the changes unfold before him. He never imagined that these seemingly ordinary boatmen and young men were actually the incarnations of the evil demon, the Sand Demon.

Chapter 229 The Sand Demons Besiege Nangong

He immediately realized that the ship was a trap from the beginning, designed to lure him deep into the main stream of the Tongtian River and provide the sand demon with an opportunity to hunt him.

Although Nangong Yehua was shocked, he did not lose his composure.

He knew he was in grave danger and had to do everything in his power to escape.

He quickly mobilized his internal energy, preparing to engage in a fierce battle with the two sand demons.

However, just as he was about to make his move, the two sand demons suddenly let out a deafening roar that shook the entire river.

Countless sand demons poured out of the cave and surrounded them.

Nangong Yehua realized that he had been trapped in the sand demons' encirclement, and a life-or-death battle was about to begin.

Nangong Yehua was surrounded by numerous sand demons on the Dingshui Boat, surrounded by their ferocious faces and eyes that flashed red light.

They roared or growled, their voices deafening, making the entire river surface seem to tremble.

At the center of this group of sand demons, the sand demon that had transformed into an old fisherman spoke. Its voice was deep and hoarse, as if it came from the depths of hell.

A cruel smile curled at the corner of its lips, revealing sharp fangs, and it said:

"Kid, you think you can hunt us down? What a joke!"

Nangong Yehua frowned, his gaze fixed intently on the sand demon.

He could sense the powerful evil aura emanating from the other party, which was definitely not comparable to that of an ordinary sand demon. But he did not back down; instead, his resolve only strengthened.

"Hmph, whether it's a joke or not, we'll only know after we try."

Nangong Yehua responded coldly.

He took a deep breath, mobilized his internal cultivation, and prepared to engage in a life-or-death battle with the group of sand demons.

Upon seeing this, the sand demons roared angrily, as if mocking Nangong Yehua's overestimation of his abilities.

However, Nangong Yehua ignored their taunts. He clenched his fists, his muscles tense, ready to launch an attack at any moment.

Just then, the sand demon that had transformed into an old fisherman spoke again:

"Boy, do you think you can defeat us with your cultivation level? Let me tell you, the power of us Sand Demons is inexhaustible."

"Today, you'll stay here and become our delicious meal!"

After saying this, it let out a deafening roar, and the surrounding sand demons roared back, as if cheering for their leader.

However, Nangong Yehua was not intimidated by their momentum.

The sand demon, now a young man, spoke eagerly, his voice filled with greed and ecstasy:

"Boss, forget about all that, I can't wait! Just thinking about that delicious flesh makes my mouth water!"

As soon as it finished speaking, the surrounding sand monsters seemed to be infected by its words, and they all let out low growls and roars, making the atmosphere on the river even more tense.

The sand demons' eyes gleamed with a cruel red light; they seemed eager to pounce and tear Nangong Yehua to shreds.

The sand demon, now transformed into an old fisherman, turned to look at his "little brother," a hint of approval flashing in his eyes.

It nodded, as if agreeing with the young sand demon's suggestion.

Then, it turned its gaze to Nangong Yehua again, its voice filled with coldness and ruthlessness:

"Kid, it seems your end has come. Remember, you delivered yourself to my doorstep."

After saying that, it waved its hand, and the surrounding sand demons immediately became restless.

Chapter 230 Blood Demon Array Blood Essence

Nangong Yehua had sensed an unusual aura as soon as she boarded the ship.

With his keen intuition, he sensed that the old fisherman and the young man on the boat were not as simple as they seemed.

However, he did not make a fuss. Instead, he observed in secret and, with the help of his memories of being a demonic cultivator in his previous life, began to quietly set up a blood demon formation on the ship.

Once the Blood Demon Formation was activated, the entire ship seemed to transform into a massive vortex, radiating a dense, crimson light.

Under this light, the surrounding sand demons began to let out shrill screams, their bodies appearing so fragile in the face of the powerful demonic energy of the Blood Demon Formation.

Under the relentless devouring of the Blood Demon Formation, the sand demons began to display expressions of extreme terror.

Their eyes were wide open, filled with fear and despair at the unknown. Their already ferocious faces were now twisted even more horribly, as if telling of endless pain and resentment.

As the power of the Blood Demon Formation gradually intensified, the bodies of the Sand Demons began to dissolve rapidly.

Their skin shrivels, and their muscles and bones vanish rapidly in the crimson light, leaving only wisps of black smoke and dust.

Just before their bodies were completely devoured, the sand demons let out a shrill scream.

These cries were filled with despair and pain, as if they were a final act of defiance against fate.

However, their resistance seemed so insignificant in the face of this powerful force.

As the last scream faded, the sand demons were completely reduced to ashes, their blood essence drained by the Blood Demon Formation.

The moment the sand demons touched the crimson light, their bodies began to dissolve rapidly, eventually turning into wisps of black smoke that dissipated into the air.

The evil energy and blood energy they carried were ruthlessly extracted by the Blood Demon Formation and condensed into thick streams of blood essence.

Under the influence of the formation, these blood essences slowly drifted towards Nangong Yehua.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and seemed to be able to feel the enormous energy contained in these blood essences.

With each breath he took, more blood essence was absorbed into his body and merged into his meridians.

Nangong Yehua's body began to emit a faint red glow, a result of the fusion of the power of the Blood Demon Formation and his cultivation.

He could feel his power constantly increasing, as if an endless stream of power was flowing into his body.

The surrounding sand demons were terrified by this sight; they had never seen such power before.

Faced with this force, they seemed to have become insignificant dust, which could be blown away at any moment.

As the Blood Demon Formation continued to operate, numerous sand demons rapidly perished in the crimson light, as if they were completely devoured by an invisible force.

In a short while, the once arrogant and frenzied sand demon horde was reduced to just two special sand demons—who had originally played the roles of the old fisherman and the young man.

At this moment, the eyes of the two sand demons were filled with fear and unease.

Their once fierce faces had turned pale, their eyes wide open, as if trying to uncover some secret from Nangong Yehua.

Their once sharp fangs now seemed powerless, trembling and unable to close.

A hint of despair flashed in the old fisherman Sand Demon's eyes. He never expected that this seemingly ordinary cultivator would possess such powerful abilities.

Chapter 231 Setting Off to the West Without Waiting

At that moment, a hint of despair flashed in the old fisherman Sand Demon's eyes, and it said in a trembling voice:

"Who...who are you? Why do you possess such immense power?"

Nangong Yehua looked at it coldly, a mocking smile playing on her lips:

"Who I am is not important. What is important is that you have messed with the wrong people. Evil things should not exist in this world."

Upon seeing this, the young sand demon hurriedly begged for mercy.

"We...we know we were wrong, please spare our lives, sir! We are willing to be your servants and obey any of your commands!"

Nangong Yehua remained unmoved. He shook his head and said firmly:

“You are demonic beings, 077, and you are difficult to teach. Your very existence is a threat to the world, and I cannot allow you to remain.”

A glint of ruthlessness flashed in the old fisherman's sand demon's eyes, and it roared:

"Don't be so smug! Do you think you can destroy us? The power of us Sand Demons is inexhaustible! Today, even if we die, we will make you pay the price!"

However, Nangong Yehua just smiled coldly. He activated the Blood Demon Formation again, and the crimson light instantly surged, enveloping the two sand demons.

Faced with this powerful force, they could no longer resist and could only let out their final, pitiful cries.

"what--!"

With a deafening roar, the two sand demons were reduced to ashes, completely annihilated by the Blood Demon Formation.

After Nangong Yehua cleared out all the sand demons, the crimson light on the ship gradually dissipated, and the surroundings returned to calm.

He took a deep breath of fresh air, feeling the power surging within him, and a sense of accomplishment welled up inside him.

Just then, the system inside his body suddenly spoke:

"Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the task of capturing the sand demons in the Tongtian River into the Ten Thousand Soul Banner."

Nangong Yehua was slightly taken aback, then a joyful smile appeared on his face. He realized that this was a notification that the task he had previously accepted had been completed.

He quickly checked his storage space and found that the Myriad Souls Banner already contained many sand demon souls, which were restless and agitated within the banner.

Immediately afterwards, the system spoke again:

"Reward: Immortal Technique - Water Tornado Technique"

Nangong Yehua was overjoyed. He knew that the Water Tornado Technique was an extremely powerful immortal art that could control water flow to form a huge tornado with unparalleled power.

He immediately closed his eyes and began to receive the cultivation method of the Water Tornado Technique transmitted by the system.