Immortal Cultivation Family: Start By Accepting Dao Companions

After using a special technique to activate it.

The letter in his hand turned into ashes and dissipated.

In front of him, the scene of Chen Chuwu beating Qian Wen appeared.

"Can you tell which faction's technique this is?"

After repeatedly looking at it for a while, the Emperor turned his head and looked towards the shadow beside him.

A hoarse voice came, "His aura is very unique. According to the information I've collected, none of the other major forces on the continent have this kind of technique."

"But his blood and his aura are very attractive."

"If you swallow him, maybe you can take the next step and refine the blood in your body."

Only the sound was heard, but no one was seen.

Mi Qian frowned.

"His blood is special?"

He grasped the information in the words and asked in confusion.

"Yes, he should have also changed his blood. The blood in his body has been refined many times, and he can even mobilize some bloodline powers."

"Postnatal Innate?"

"Is he also from your Swallowing Evil clan?"

Mi Qian secretly communicated with the heritage left by his ancestors, staring into the darkness.

Trying to come up with a response.

"No."

"His method of refining blood is different from our clan's, and also different from the Creation lineage."

"I am very interested in his method. It seems to have no drawbacks of bloodline impurities."

After a while, the hoarse voice came again.

Mi Qian pondered, gazing at the surging sea of blood and the howling souls within it, lost in thought.

But after a short while, that darkness receded.

Mi Qian used his mana to scan, but gained nothing.

"Gone again."

"Evil Lord, should I believe you or not?"

"With such a heritage, how could you have no information at all."

A murderous intent flashed in Mi Qian's eyes as he stared at the place where the shadow had stayed.

For nearly ten thousand years, he had never seen the true face of the Evil Lord who had always been guiding him from behind.

At this moment.

In a corner of the westernmost part of the continent, there was a piece of black soil here, filled with dark power.

Once, this was also a Dao State where cultivation civilization was highly developed, but now it had turned into wasteland.

Around this wasteland, there were countless arrays set up, one after another, trying to prevent some kind of monster from being born.

However, the lifespan of these arrays was too long.

Even under the constant cracking for thousands of years in the wasteland, all the arrays had long been opened.

Within the wasteland, there was a royal palace.

The atmosphere here was extremely oppressive, and the sky above the wasteland was shrouded in layer after layer of black mist.

Like a ghost realm.

But what was different was that near the royal palace, there were countless small mountains piled up by white bones.

In the palace, a figure on the skeletal throne woke up.

"The Chen clan?"

"Was the bishop we sent out previously active in the Chen clan's territory?"

The Evil Lord looked down at the major bishops who were serving him and asked.

"Reply, my lord!"

"Bishop Longsheng did indeed die in the rest of the Chen clan's activities, the Lengwen Dao State."

"But he died at the hands of the Demon Lord. I also wanted to take the congregation to seek revenge, but I didn't expect the Demon Lord Shengche to break through Mahayana..."

The bishop in red lowered his head and reported all the information he knew one by one.

"These people from the Creation lineage are really hard to kill pests."

"They actually let another talented person from their bloodline appear."

The Evil Lord first commented on the Demon Lord, then looked at the bishop in red.

"What about the Chen clan?"

"I sensed it before, there was a bloodline fluctuation in the Lingwen Dao State direction."

"Well..." The Archbishop in red had a bitter expression on his face. He had finally managed to infiltrate the Lingwen Dao State.

Guess what happened?

Before even getting close to the Chen Clan's control range, he was detected by the formation. Several Body Integration Cultivators, who knows where they came from, chased after him relentlessly, making it impossible for him to stop.

"So, you mean you haven't even gotten close to the Chen Clan?"

"Worthless!"

Seeing the Archbishop in red nod, the Evil Lord couldn't help but curse angrily.

After so many years, his followers had become more and more useless.

"Lord, please don't be angry."

"Now, the restrictions set up by that despicable person from the Southern Li Scattered Immortal are almost worn out by us."

"It won't be long before me and the Heavenly Demon group can go out. By then, we will capture the entire Chen Clan."

Outside the main hall, another middle-aged figure walked in, exuding a demonic aura and wearing ancient battle armor.

He bowed to the Evil Lord.

"Very well."

The Evil Lord closed his eyes. Once the restrictions were broken, he wouldn't be suppressed anymore and could take action.

"You, summon the Red Li Eight Demons."

Before completely resting, the Evil Lord instructed. He couldn't neglect the necromantic land under his control.

Moreover, after Mie Qian's breakthrough, there seemed to be a hint of wanting to break free from his control.

Now he had to send someone over to stabilize him and prevent his plans from being disrupted.

"Yes!"

The Archbishop in red, who had just been reprimanded, stepped back.

Then, the Evil Lord closed his eyes, occasionally showing signs of anger.

He couldn't help but curse a few times.

The attendants in the main hall dared not even breathe.

After seven days.

Outside the Northern Spirit City.

Chen Chuwu found the weak spot of this formation and came to the seemingly strongest top.

He inserted a small flag in his hand.

"Boom!"

He suddenly punched the flag, instantly releasing a burst of spiritual power.

It exploded on the formation barrier, causing a chain reaction.

"The formation is about to break!"

The great formation trembled incessantly, violently shaking, with flickering and dimming lights.

There were even many cracks densely appearing in many places.

Qu Chang, who had some understanding of formations, stood up and approached.

At the junction of the formation, he slapped it with his palm, followed by fiercely striking it with his own sword.

Tian Mu and the others didn't just stand still either. They each chose a direction and attacked frantically.

Inside the formation, Mi Wang's eyes showed a look of fear.

As the controller of the formation, he now felt that the power of the formation was far inferior to before.

Looking inside, there were many cracks extending like spider webs.

And they were spreading crazily. It seemed that it wouldn't be long before the formation would be destroyed.

He panicked. He valued his life too.

"Damn it!"

"Where's the support?!"

He had guarded for seven days and waited for seven days.

Now that the formation was about to be destroyed, the reinforcements he had promised to come earlier were nowhere to be seen.

The guards beside him had a look of fear in their eyes, especially when they looked at Chen Chuwu, who seemed like a humanoid true dragon.

Every time he attacked, more cracks would appear.

If they were hit by him, they would probably turn to ashes on the spot.

"It's about to break!"

Chen Chuwu's body trembled. He activated the killing formation all over his body, combined with his martial elemental power, and unleashed the Great Prestige of the Heavenly Dragon.

He fiercely struck the weakest point.