Although having learned the Divine Refining Skill and having no more obstacles using Ancient Artifacts, those that can be refined with bloodline are truly the most suitable.

Among the three Ancient Artifacts Zhang Kui acquired, the mysterious and powerful Nether Soil Stone Coffin increasingly seems to him to be more complicated than just an Ancient Artifact.

The Divine Court Bell transformed into a Sacred Artifact of the human race, being the foundation of the Divine Path, and he is reluctant to use it lightly.

The Longevity Black Umbrella is what has accompanied him the longest and is the treasure he uses with the greatest ease.

Unfortunately, as his power increases, “Longevity” has become more and more of a burden, unable to restrain those in the Divine Travel Mahayana realm, and its group attack pales compared to the Karma Flame Technique.

However, “Longevity” has the potential of a Divine Artifact and the ability to devour Artifact Spirits’ Divine Souls, with unlimited future potential.

Unsure of the significance of this Divine Resentment, the hunger from “Longevity” came in relentless waves.

At that moment, the Wolf Demon Mountain Lord, possessed by Divine Resentment, suddenly let out a low growl and dragged his scarred body up the mountain, soon disappearing into the white mist.

“Taoist Friend Bao, I’ll be right back…”

After instructing, Zhang Kui instantly vanished and shot forward, and due to the barrier of the white mist, no one noticed that one of the gold hairpins on Bao Wuxin’s head was missing.

Though puzzled by Zhang Kui’s actions, Bao Wuxin remained composed and low-key as he blended into the group.

Seeing the departure of the Divine Resentment, the group sighed with relief, and the Old Turtle Demon also looked fortunate, “Venerate Huanxin’s notes specifically mentioned that it’s best not to provoke either Divine Resentment or Immortal Fiend.”

“On the bright side, it doesn’t gather, so we’re unlikely to encounter it again on the next part of the journey…”

As everyone regrouped and set off, Zhang Kui was getting closer to the Divine Resentment.

With his Tongyou Skill, his vision was unaffected, allowing him to naturally avoid various dangers.

Clang!

The Dragon Roar Sword chanted, purple light flickered.

The newly crafted Nameless Evil Qi Sword Light tested on flesh for the first time, its power was truly terrifying.

Though the Wolf Demon Mountain Lord hadn’t cultivated any bloodline, he was nonetheless in the Mahayana realm, and his body was extremely tough, yet the purple sword light passed over him and shattered him like tofu.

Furthermore, the sword light seemed to harm the Divine Resentment as well; the four-armed, three-eyed black figure screamed as it revealed its form, with a rapidly flashing black halo behind it.

Before it could react, the surrounding space instantly changed, filled with twisting vines from above and below, and the Vine Demon, holding a black parasol and with blood-red eyes, rushed alongside the sea of green vines.

Roar!

Perhaps because of the same attribute interaction, the Divine Resentment finally regained a trace of its former might.

It roared madly, the black halo behind it flickered, its four sturdy arms tore off the vines on its body, and the vertical eye on its forehead spewed black light, instantly rotting any vine it touched.

However, the Vine Demon was a fusion of two ancient alien species, with too strong of a life force, quickly forming a sea of vines that thoroughly submerged the Divine Resentment, and gradually began to constrict.

It was like a large green sphere, with strange black light and red glow flashing continuously, occasionally bulging out large lumps.

At first, Zhang Kui was somewhat worried, but seeing the beast-like roars of the Divine Resentment growing weaker, he relaxed.

The surrounding scene instantly varied, reappearing with thunder and white mist, black sand, and “Longevity” in his hand began to contract continuously, transforming into a black, glowing dark sphere.

“Is it… full?”

Zhang Kui was somewhat speechless, but he could sense that after devouring this “Divine Resentment,” the deeply accumulated Longevity finally ushered in a qualitative change.

After storing Longevity back into his personal space, Zhang Kui looked around.

In a short time, he had nearly reached halfway up the mountain, perhaps due to “Longevity,” a room-sized Artifact Demon was approaching him.

The team would take a while longer to catch up, so Zhang Kui carefully examined this so-called “Artifact Demon.”

This thing’s body contained an array, with steel and flesh, a veritable hodgepodge.

How on earth was it formed?

Zhang Kui’s eyes squinted slightly, and dozens of purple sword lights roared out, tearing the “Artifact Demon” into pieces like a storm.

His sword light had no physical form, naturally unaffected by this thing, but perhaps the commotion was too great, and he suffered the consequences.

Boom!

There was no time to evade, a thunderbolt as thick as a barrel struck down, black sand scattering everywhere.

Zhang Kui’s hair stood on end, and he spat out a mouthful of black smoke.

Though unharmed, looking at his charred clothes, Zhang Kui couldn’t help but lament his misfortune.

Looking at the ground, the so-called immortal “Artifact Demon,” the purple spots of light on the shredded flesh continuously flashed, gradually turning pale and quiet.

Zhang Kui frowned; that Wolf Demon Mountain Lord should not have died, having eliminated him added over eighty points, and the Divine Resentment had nearly a hundred points, equivalent to a Mahayana, now totaling over three hundred points in his mind.

This “Artifact Demon” was too weak, yielding nothing, but that wasn’t the main concern.

A purple light from the sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and Zhang Kui observed it carefully with a frown.

This thing was an Evil Light from beyond the heavens, initially discovered to seemingly contain radioactivity; little did he expect its destructive power to be so strong.

What does this count as?

A nuclear flying sword…

Brushing aside the distracted thoughts, Zhang Kui looked down the mountain, vaguely seeing figures moving a thousand meters away.

Moving silently, Bao Wuxin suddenly noticed a gold hairpin appear on his head and quickly inquired with Divine Sense.

“Taoist Friend Zhang, did you encounter any danger?”

“No worries, I’ve dealt with that Divine Resentment…”

Zhang Kui smiled slightly, ignoring Bao Wuxin’s astonishment, “Did anything happen just now?”

“We encountered another Artifact Demon, but we just ignored it and slipped past…”

While the two of them were talking, the group moved several hundred meters further, and the leading Old Turtle Demon suddenly turned, leading the group to the side.

By this point, they were halfway up the mountain, and the lightning was becoming more frequent. Many had been struck, relying on their True Qi and Magical Power to withstand it.

Among the group of demons, the Black Snake Mountain Lord, who practiced bloodline and physical body cultivation, was the largest. Even after shrinking his body, he was still over ten meters tall, practically advancing by forging through the lightning.

Possessed by the Hundred-Eyed Demon Monarch, his Divine Soul was trembling from the strikes, and the countless eyes were desperately suppressing madness and murderous intent.

Zhang Kui squinted his eyes and immediately cautioned Bao Wuxin to stay away from this guy.

The Military Advisor possessing the Snake Woman also noticed and hurriedly sent a voice transmission to warn, allowing the Hundred-Eyed Demon Monarch to gradually calm down, though a fierce glint in his eyes still increased, as he began scanning the surroundings.

Zhang Kui understood that this guy was struggling to hold back and estimated that once he saw the Dragon Bone Ship, he would erupt in a massacre.

However, someone was even more impatient.

Zhang Kui furrowed his brow,

“Taoist Friend Bao, fifteen meters to the right underground!”

This was their agreed-upon plan; when Zhang Kui was hidden and detected an attack, he would give the location.

Bao Wuxin’s expression changed instantly, and the demon light from the three tails behind him flashed, shooting out countless silver rays, riddling the ground with holes like a rain torrent.

Eeek!

A black centipede as thick as an arm screeched as it leapt out, its body pierced by silver needles, with purple toxic blood splattering around, hissing as it dripped onto the black sand and emitted white smoke.

“It’s the pointy-faced one.”

Zhang Kui immediately prompted.

Bao Wuxin, full of murderous intent, glared at a black-faced, pointy-faced man, “Chang Jiu, do you want to die?”

“What are you saying, Baoshan Master…”

The black-faced, pointy-faced man sneered wickedly, and his forked tongue hissed, “This place is incredibly perilous. A poisonous insect appearing isn’t surprising. What’s it got to do with me?”

Everyone halted, the Spiritual Sect’s people looking indifferent, while those from the East Sea Water Mansion watched with curiosity.

Bao Wuxin remained silent, his face grim, the murderous intent in his eyes growing stronger.

However, before he could react, the huge black snake possessed by the Hundred-Eyed Demon Monarch circled around, causing the sneering black-faced man to stagger.

The black-faced man froze and turned around, saying:

“Black Nightmare, what do you mean by this?”

The Black Snake lowered its head, eyes full of impatient fury, growling coldly:

“Move along!”

The black-faced man was about to argue when Chi Lin frowned, “Chang Jiu, don’t meddle!”

The black-faced man bit his lip, lowered his head silently, and continued on his way.

Though all hailed from the Snake Pit lineage, there were still ranks and distinctions. The Black Snake and the Cyan Flood Dragon ahead were Sect Leader Chi Lin’s trusted hands, people he couldn’t afford to provoke.

After the brief interlude, everyone continued on their journey, soon arriving at a massive cavern surrounded by jagged black stones.

The Old Turtle Demon’s eyes flashed with excitement.

“Sect Leader Chi Lin, this is the place. There are many hollows within Profound Yin Mountain, where the old sect leader and Venerate Huanxin entered. It was mentioned multiple times in Venerate Huanxin’s notes, but after their last venture inside, they never returned.”

Upon hearing this, Bao Wuxin looked at the cave entrance, her lips trembling slightly, “Master…”

Chi Lin stared at the dark, fog-covered entrance, his eyes suddenly flaring crimson, clearly using magic to investigate.

He then pondered briefly before suddenly turning to gaze at Bao Wuxin, his eyes cold.

“There is no danger here, Baoshan Master. Weren’t you eager to see the old sect leader’s corpse? Go in first.”

Bao Wuxin’s face changed, biting her lip, her fists clenching tightly. She hadn’t expected Chi Lin to turn against her here.

The Old Turtle Demon smiled without a word. Although he had the notes, he had never been here; having a disposable person explore first was ideal.

“Don’t get angry, go inside.”

Zhang Kui’s voice suddenly resonated in Bao Wuxin’s mind, “That guy’s vision is lacking. I can see everything clearly.”

“The space inside is peculiar, likely forming a natural labyrinth array, perfect for shaking them off and hiding in the dark.”

Hearing Zhang Kui’s words, Bao Wuxin took a deep breath and flashed a wicked smile to everyone, “Alright, then I’ll lead the way for everyone.”

With that, her figure flickered into the cave, vanishing into the darkness.

The group waited for a long time, but no sound came from within, making everyone exchange uncertain glances.

“Could she already be dead?”

Someone whispered.

Chi Lin glanced back, the Old Turtle Demon giving a slight shake of his head, “Venerate Huanxin’s notes are unclear, I only know something we’re looking for is inside.”

Chi Lin sighed helplessly, glanced at the others, “Let’s go!”

He took the lead, stepping inside, the other demons following closely.

The cavern was vast, with a diameter of over a hundred meters, yet spacious. However, the group advanced cautiously because not only was it pitch black, but Divine Sense was also obstructed, unable to explore beyond a hundred meters.

What they hadn’t noticed was that Zhang Kui had already appeared, and he and Bao Wuxin were tightly clinging to a recessed area at the top of the cave.

Ahead, several hundred meters in the darkness, a white shadow with disheveled hair floated up and down…

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