Zhou Wu entered the Earth Immortal level for many years, older than Chen Qingniu and Wang Xuan by more than a dozen years. He still has a chance to reach the Celestial Immortal Realm before the age of fifty, at worst, he can reach the peak of the Earth Immortal.

Currently, he is at the peak level of Divinity Transformation Realm, has achieved Refining God, his soul walks safely under the blazing sun, his spirit is strong enough to interfere with matter, and he can easily possess others. Furthermore, the Pill Qi of the Sky Realm has transformed into Magical Power.

“Can it be done?” Chen Qingniu asked, feeling the aura of this demon was quite strong, likely stronger than his own.

“Whether it can be done or not, it must be done.”

Zhou Wu’s blood began to heat up, already prepared for this battle, with an iron-willed and murderous aura enveloping him. If the demon could be easily killed, what kind of training would it be?

“Kill!”

With a loud roar, Magical Power surged out, transforming into tangible armor. He drew the Overlord Spear, wielding the spear technique and thrusting it directly forward.

A sharp Spear of Magical Power, several meters in diameter, shot forward like an arrow released from a bow, leaving a long tail of light, piercing through the army of the Demon Lord.

In an instant, dozens of ogres exploded into blood mist. The foremost nine-headed serpent lost a head, and a large group of ghosts dissipated into smoke.

As for the Demon Lord at the forefront, he had already dodged aside, then charged toward Zhou Wu in battle.

Its hands were sharp as knives, its head like a bat with bloodthirsty fangs, and a pair of wings swiftly moved, reaching Zhou Wu in the blink of an eye.

The fearless Demon Lord’s flesh body was extremely strong in combat, completely indifferent to wounds. Even being pierced through the flesh and blood by Zhou Wu repeatedly, it still revealed its claws and fangs.

“Die!”

Under Zhou Wu’s Martial Arts Profound Mastery, his spear technique became a terrifying combat skill, with each thrust directed at the heart and head of the demon.

Even if the opponent dodged several times, he could still make the Demon Lord bleed, depleting its Primordial Qi.

This entanglement lasted for hundreds of breaths, with the Demon Lord completely stained with blood, like it had just crawled out of a vat of red dye.

Wang Xuan watched the Demon Lord’s movements and reactions slow down, asking, “Elder brother Zhou Wu’s Martial Dao has long been mastered; what is the mystery behind it?”

Chen Qingniu pointed to the Demon Lord, saying, “Its vitality, Demonic Qi, and spirit are withering bit by bit, its cultivation level is beginning to decline.

It thinks to wear out Elder Fifth, but doesn’t realize that as it weakens like this, it will soon lose the ability to resist.”

“Withering and declining?” Wang Xuan mused, realizing this is absolutely effective in one-on-one combat.

The Demon Lord believed it could maintain combat power, battling Zhou Wu with a powerful flesh body without fear of wounds; this was something Zhou Wu couldn’t compare with.

Unfortunately, its calculations eventually fell short.

After another twenty breaths, Zhou Wu suddenly exploded, piercing through and blasting the already weakened Demon King’s head, then burning it with Spiritual Fire.

Zhou Wu’s initial battle was victorious!

Victory means survival, defeat means death! Such battles are indeed dangerous and intense.

As for the army behind the Demon Lord, under Wang Xuan and others’ actions, they were already completely obliterated. The seemingly fierce and powerful nine-headed serpent and lower-level Medusa were no match for the Earth Immortal.

Sweeping through, the flames of war burned, leaving only blood behind, while not a trace of flesh remained. All was either burned to ashes or transformed into Immortal Peaches by Wang Xuan with his Flowers in an Instant divine technique.

“These Immortal Peaches taste good; you can try them. They greatly help restore vitality, and replenish lost Pill Qi and Magical Power. Just spend a bit of energy to separate the residual Demonic Qi, it’s harmless.”

Wang Xuan did not discard the Immortal Peaches but instead offered them to his companions, whether or not they ate them was not his concern; it was just his gesture. Although the Immortal Peaches were still semi-finished, the residual Demonic Qi needed to be expelled.

Chen Qingniu spent ten minutes thoroughly expelling the Demonic Qi before taking a bite, savoring the taste of the Immortal Peach, rare in such a harsh environment like Hell, savoring an Immortal Peach that only exists in the Immortal Realm.

“Tastes good.” He ate large bites of the Immortal Peach, quickly replenishing the battle’s depletion.

In this way, he won’t need to return to the Mother Star to recover and can stay longer in the Hell Realm for training.

Among the team was a junior sister, one of the Human Immortals, who was really uninterested in Immortal Peaches made from these Hell creatures, feeling nauseated at the sight.

In the Demon Lord’s lair, the group found a blood-colored tree with dozens of black fruits hanging on it. Below lay numerous white bones, all Hell creatures of considerable strength.

Wang Xuan cut off a small piece, analyzed its effects clearly, and said, “Eating it can enhance physique, greatly increase flesh activity. It is one of the reasons demons aren’t afraid of injury and can easily recover.”

“None of us said anything, but you taste a piece and know it; truly worthy of being an Alchemy Prodigy, impressive,” Lin Xi praised, clearly familiar with this fruit.

Because it is rare in the Hell Realm, a resource they can utilize, it’s called the Demon Blood Spirit Fruit, referred to as Demon Fruit by demons, requiring the killing of numerous living beings to cultivate.

Wang Xuan picked them one by one; when he has spare time, he will refine several batches of pills and distribute some to everyone.

The earth vibrated, Wulin listened closely, his ears moving, hearing the sounds from dozens of miles away clearly.

“A demon army is coming, estimated seven or eight Demon Lords. Do we fight or retreat?” Wulin asked; he had practiced a magic technique with remarkable hearing.

“We came to the Hell Realm to battle with demon creatures. With junior brother Wang Xuan’s Immortal Peaches, the issue of consumption replenishment is no longer a concern, nothing to worry about.”

After Zhou Wu’s victory, his confidence surged, eager to fight another battle.

Everyone nodded, preparing to ambush. Wang Xuan even took out an Eight-armed Celestial King Realm item, a miniature nuclear bomb taken from several female disciples without using it, ready to surprise the approaching Hell creatures.

Retreating to a distance, the group soon saw a dark flock of vultures flying over, mixed with larger Sub-dragons.

As for the Hell creatures on the ground, they came in hordes, almost numbering ten thousand, mostly low-level cannon fodder, yet some were formidable enough to give Human Immortal cultivators a headache.

Dust billowed up like a sandstorm, with roars, cries, and various howls echoing loudly, piercingly, unsettling everyone.

A large number of ghosts are hazardous to ordinary people, but to Earth Immortal cultivators, it’s just a matter of consuming more Magical Power. Relying on deep vitality can evaporate them.

“Boom!”

With a loud explosion, a mushroom cloud soared into the sky, spreading high temperatures in the core area, turning a Demon Lord to ashes, while over a thousand Hell creatures vanished in smoke; sparks flew within a radius of ten miles, affecting thousands of Hell creatures.

One black vulture after another and sub-dragons fell like dumplings, fluttering in a flurry, unable to fly and could only crash to the ground.

In just an instant, more than half of several Demon Lords’ army was dead or injured, and their combat power was reduced by thirty to forty percent.

Zhou Wu and others rushed forward, with Lin Xi and the two Wulin Dharma Body cultivators at the forefront, targeting the two strongest demons and battling them.

Zhou Wu and Chen Qingniu refused to show weakness, leaving behind two Divinity Transformation cultivators to protect the two Human Immortal level disciples and to guard against any possible danger to Wang Xuan.

“Kill!”

Seven Demon Lords were picked off one by one, and one had already been killed by the nuclear bomb, while there were still quite a few middle and upper-rank demons whose strength was comparable to the Divine Treasure Realm and Vajra Realm.

Chen Qingniu was displeased: “It’s rare to find a chance to practice, and this demon is missing a wing. Even if I killed it, it wouldn’t feel much of an accomplishment.”

The power of that mini-nuclear bomb was not small, injuring several Demon Lords, who were now entangled by these Earth Immortals to prevent their escape.

They employed their respective maneuvers, wielding weapons or bare-handed, excelling at close combat, with powerful physiques and combat skills.

This is the hallmark of Immortal Martial Mountain, entering the Dao through martial arts, and Martial Arts Profound Mastery!

“Flowers in an Instant!”

Wang Xuan expended a massive amount of Primordial Qi, deploying the divine technique Flowers in an Instant on a large scale, instantly covering the entire battlefield.

One dazzling petal after another avoided the few Earth Immortals and fell onto those Hell creatures, blooming into a myriad of colorful flowers in the blink of an eye.

The beautifully blossoming flowers drained all the sustenance from these creatures, ultimately producing an Immortal Peach.

This horrific scene fell into the eyes of the female disciple at the Human Immortal level, frightening her to the bone; the manner of death was too terrifying.

Even if she were to be sliced by a thousand cuts, she would rather not be drained by a flower and become an Immortal Peach to be devoured.

In a few breaths, thousands of Hell creatures perished, leaving not even a trace of their corpses; everything was transformed into the medicinal power of the Immortal Peaches.

Cultivators consuming such Immortal Peaches could not only enhance cultivation and replenish energy but also extend lifespan, though not significantly. However, if they were Immortal Peaches formed from Demon Lords, they could likely grant hundreds of years of added life.

On the battlefield, those who could remain were mostly upper-rank Hell creatures, each capable of challenging Divine Treasure Realm and Vajra Realm cultivators.

“Still not accomplished enough in cultivation; otherwise, within the same realm, none would have survived.” Wang Xuan shook his head. Once the divine technique Flowers in an Instant reaches minor achievement, all beings below Earth Immortal must die!

One demon after another charged at Wang Xuan; though they lacked the power of a Demon Lord, they numbered in dozens.

“Overestimating yourselves.” Wang Xuan desired to loosen his Tendons and Bones, dressed in a Silk Taoist Robe, wielding the Ten Thousand Jins Thunder Dragon Saber as he stepped forward.

A demon came face to face, its sharp claws and fangs nearing, seemingly ready to tear Wang Xuan apart at the next moment.

The Ten Thousand Jins Thunder Dragon was lifted effortlessly, and Wang Xuan chopped down, the blade slicing flesh and breaking bones echoed.

A ripping sound, the demon was severed in half.

Puff!

The powerful blood pressure squirted blood out, shooting several meters away, with blood and innards staining the dark brown earth red.

One slash! Another! And another!

Wang Xuan hacked down the charging middle and upper-rank demons, never needing a second strike, splitting them like splitting firewood with one slash.

Decisive and clean!

The sprayed blood fell on him repeatedly, yet was repelled by the protective layer, leaving him clean despite slaying these thirty or forty demons.

His expression unchanged, heartbeat steady, actions unhesitant, showing no doubt.

Such cold ruthlessness, not even a butcher could match.

The two Human Immortals witnessing this scene beside him felt a chill; at that moment, Wang Xuan appeared more like a demon than the demons themselves, slaughtering merely for the sake of slaughter, pursuing that instant thrill within it.

While killing, no distracting thoughts cluttered his mind.

A single gesture, easily slaying large swathes of Hell creatures like cutting through vegetables.

Amidst the slaughter, Wang Xuan even revealed a trace of a smile.

Only such a battlefield could activate his body’s cells, excite him, allowing him to enjoy the pleasure of combat.

Slaughter dominates the other’s life, akin to a ruler controlling everything, like a supreme death god.

Encountering a strong opponent allowed him to fight intensely, continuously pushing his limits and stimulating his own potential.

The serenity from forgetting everything, the mind breaking free from all constraints, immersed him in the peace within battle, in those moments he was the strongest, at his peak.

He always knew, deep inside, he had inclinations towards killing and destruction, expressing his emotions through violence, without regard, following his own desires.

“Not enough! Still not enough!”

Wang Xuan laughed heartily, the intensity of this battle far from boiling his blood, let alone expending all his strength.

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