I am a late bloomer in the world of cultivating immortals

Its terrifying magical energy began to sweep wildly across everything in the tomb.

A moment later, with a soft 'crack', the 'Demonic Blood Altar', radiating demonic light, began to crumble inch by inch, shattering into dust in the blink of an eye.

The Toad Demon, located atop the Blood Altar of Demon Summoning, was initially unaffected, existing in another dimension as if facing the light of the Longevity Lamp.

But with the destruction of the 'Blood Altar of Demon Invocation,' the nascent soul of the Strange Bat King that he possessed also began to shatter. Its astonishing nascent soul essence rapidly dimmed and became completely dull amidst these bursts of spiritual explosions...

However, at this critical moment, the 'illusory image of the Demon Ancestor' of the Toad Demon also changed its expression slightly and quickly separated from the Nascent Soul of the Strange Bat King. It transformed into a black light and, as if it had identified a certain direction, began to rush straight towards that direction without regard for anything else.

Surprisingly.

Neither the 'Mahayana Dharma Power' nor the light from the [Longevity Lamp] could slow its movements even slightly, as if it were in another parallel 'dimensional space'.

"This demon is indeed troublesome..."

"Even Zi Chi Jun's magic token couldn't deal with it immediately."

Wei Tu, who was hiding inside the Earth Emperor Pearl, frowned slightly after seeing this scene.

However, at this moment, when he saw the black light rushing towards him from the 'Old Toad Demon', he did not panic at all. He continued to grip the 'golden token' in his hand tightly, pushing the Mahayana power of the Purple Dragon Lord to its limit. At the same time, the 'Hun'e Evil Eye' between his eyebrows began to flash with an eerie green light.

next moment.

Then there was a loud 'boom'.

The space around the [Earth Emperor Pearl] was rapidly torn apart, creating numerous spatial rifts about an inch in size. These rifts, densely packed and resembling flying ants, completely surrounded the [Earth Emperor Pearl] at its very center.

And at the very moment these spatial rifts appeared.

The black light transformed from the 'Old Toad Demon' began to dim and thin at a visible speed.

Finally, with a disgruntled snort, it vanished completely, about a foot away from Wei Tu.

A few breaths later, the Mahayana power that had been raging and sweeping across the entire tomb finally subsided, leaving behind a battlefield in complete disarray, devoid of any sign of life.

At this moment, Wei Tu cautiously extended his divine sense from the Earth Emperor Pearl to carefully examine everything around him, in order to prevent the illusory image of the 'Old Toad Demon' from being resurrected.

After a while.

After seeing that there was indeed no trace of the demon's aura around him, he finally relaxed and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Demon Ancestor's Divided Soul, Mahayana Divided Soul...

He had seen it more than once.

But this is the first time I've ever seen someone with such astonishing skill in spatial manipulation as the 'Old Demon Toad'.

It should be noted that this was merely a 'cross-dimensional demonic thought' from this demon, not the demon's true form.

However, just when Wei Tu thought it was all over.

The next moment, the space within this chaotic 'grave' began to distort again.

Immediately following, an astonishing phantom of the Demon Ancestor, whose aura was identical to that of the 'Old Toad Demon,' reappeared in the 'dark side' of this void... as if it wanted to tear through this void and cross over to this place.

However, it seems that because the 'Altar of Demon Blood' has been destroyed, no matter how much it stirs up, it can no longer truly cross over to this tomb as before.

But at this moment, a threatening voice also pierced through the layers of space and arrived in front of Wei Tu, as if this was the reason why the 'illusory image of the Demon Ancestor' continued to try to cross over to this place.

"Jinyue issued a warrant for your arrest years ago, but failed. However, this time, the old demon will surely kill you within the next thousand years..."

"Young man, you may be able to show off your power for a while, but you can't do it forever."

As soon as he said this...

The 'phantom of the Demon Ancestor' that existed in the 'dark side' of the void also stopped moving, allowing the void, which had been almost torn apart, to return to calm once again.

Wei Tu's expression also turned somewhat unpleasant at that moment.

Even though he knew that the 'Old Demon Toad's' words were mostly empty boasts, and that since the old demon hadn't even succeeded in crossing realms, what way could he possibly kill a Grandmaster cultivator like him across realms?
However, the threat posed by this demon is also very real.

It's impossible for him not to feel a chill down his spine if he's being targeted by such a powerful demon ancestor.

"Moreover, the demon ancestor who intends to cross over to the spirit realm this time is the Weeping River Demon Ancestor... This demon has been hiding in the spirit realm for quite some time and once founded the 'Nether God Sect,' so his foundation is quite profound..."

"In other words, the Strange Bat King is not the only cultivator in the spirit realm connected to this demon. Other cultivators may also have crafted the 'Demon-Summoning Blood Altar' to bring the Weeping River Demon Ancestor back to the spirit realm..."

Wei Tu narrowed his eyes and calmly analyzed the situation.

This was something he had thought through from the very beginning.

However, given that this crisis in the spirit world was caused by his trade of the 'Demon Lord's Remains', and that the return of the Weeping River Demon Ancestor to the spirit world was unfavorable to him, he acted without hesitation.

The only unexpected thing was that the Weeping River Demon Ancestor was able to summon the 'Old Toad Demon,' a veteran demon ancestor who knew 'spatial magic,' which almost caused him to stumble and made him greatly offend this powerful figure.

“However, this move doesn’t seem to be a bad deal?” Suddenly, Wei Tu’s gaze sharpened, as if he had sensed something, and he looked toward the location where the ‘Blood Altar of Demon Invocation’ had been.

On this scorched earth, a black thumb ring, covered in scorch marks and resembling an ordinary object, stands out conspicuously.

After all, this place had been ravaged by the Longevity Lamp and the Great Vehicle Magic of the Purple Dragon Lord, so in theory, nothing should have existed here anymore, including the storage artifact on the Strange Bat King, which had been completely destroyed in the explosion... But somehow, this thing 'survived'.

"Is it a relic from the Strange Bat King, or... is this item closely related to the 'Blood Altar of Demon Summoning' or the Weeping River Demon Ancestor?" Wei Tu raised an eyebrow, raised his hand, and took the black ring into his palm to examine it carefully.

At this point, after wiping away the scorch marks on its surface, its true color gradually became apparent.

It is a thumb ring shaped like a piece of blood jade, its entire surface resembling blood, bright red and almost dripping.

On the inner wall of this thumb ring are engraved golden wedge-shaped characters, smaller than flies, numbering in the thousands. They seem to be secret techniques for activating this blood jade thumb ring, or perhaps incantations for some kind of supernatural power.

"This is... the Six Nightmare Immortal Script?" Wei Tu was secretly delighted, a hint of joy appearing in his eyes.

The Six Nightmare Immortal Script is not an ordinary script; it is an extremely mysterious celestial script from the ancient times.

Back then, the two dark gold jade slips he obtained from the Seven Treasures Demon Ancestor, which recorded the refining of the 'Owl Demon Yin Ghost' and the 'Blood Gu Divine Cauldron,' were recorded in this 'Six Nightmare Immortal Script.'

In other words, these 'Six Nightmare Immortal Scripts' alone are enough to prove that this 'Blood Jade Thumb Ring' is quite extraordinary, meaning that it is very likely a treasure at the Mahayana level.

However, just as Wei Tu was about to decipher the immortal inscription on the 'Blood Jade Thumb Ring', he suddenly sensed something. After frowning slightly, he took out the [Boundary-Severing Stone] without hesitation. After tearing through space with this treasure, he flicked his sleeve and fled far away.

Half an hour later.

A group of uninvited guests, their expressions wary and their auras extraordinary, arrived at the tomb that had been destroyed by the power of Mahayana Buddhism.

"The aura here is indeed that of Lord Zi Chi... but why was Lord Zi Chi's magic token suddenly activated within this 'Ancient Tomb of the Corpse Immortal'?"

After examining the situation carefully for a moment, the white-haired old man at the head of the group uttered this questioning remark.

But at this moment, a beautiful young girl with two crystalline horns on her head and wearing a golden palace dress, standing beside the white-haired old man, suddenly seemed to think of something, and frowned slightly as she asked:
"Lord of the Nujiang River, my cultivation is still short, and I am unaware of the clan's secrets... As a Lord of the Nujiang River, you should know exactly how many cultivators the Purple Dragon Lord has issued 'Magic Power Tokens.' Such secrets should be recorded in the clan's archives and reminded of the various Dragon Lords of our clan's Dragon Palaces..."

"This matter..." Upon hearing this, the white-haired old man named 'Lord of the Nujiang River' immediately looked troubled, as if he was unsure whether to reveal this secret.

"Very well, since the Great Princess has asked this question, then I will not hide it. As far as I know, the magical tokens given by Lord Zichi total seven. Among them, apart from those Zichen remnants, there are three that are still in existence."

"These three are respectively..."

The white-haired old man pondered for a moment, then prepared to reveal the owners of the three magical tokens one by one.

The moment she uttered the first name, the beautiful young woman seemed to be angered. Her almond-shaped eyes suddenly turned cold, her pretty face also turned frosty, and she released a terrifying aura of magical power from her body, searching the entire area of ​​the tomb inch by inch with her vast and powerful divine sense.

Seeing this scene.

The white-haired old man then gave a bitter smile, vaguely understanding why the beautiful young woman was so shocked and angry, and why she was releasing her anger so carelessly.

The reason is simple: the disappearance of Lin Tianqi, the personal disciple of Zi Chi Jun, caused this woman to suffer a great injustice, leading the Feather Dragon Clan to believe that Lin Tianqi's departure was closely related to her.

Lin Tianqi was one of the people who held the Purple Dragon Lord's magic token, and he was the cultivator he believed was most likely to appear in the Corpse Immortal Ancient Tomb and activate the magic token.

“Great Princess, if it really is that person, given her methods, she would probably have escaped long ago.”

The white-haired old man offered a word of advice.

But after saying this, he couldn't help but frown and let out a soft "Eh," his expression revealing a slight puzzlement.

"If it's him, who else in this cultivation world could force him to use Zi Chi Jun's magic token?"

As soon as he said this...

The beautiful young woman also secretly raised her eyebrows, her beautiful eyes unconsciously revealing a hint of surprise as she re-examined the tomb in front of her, which had been destroyed and left in a mess.

The battle in the Mirage Realm ten years ago.

The person she knew, the one she considered the second Zi Chi Jun, had already become famous in the spirit world and was hailed as a powerhouse comparable to, or even surpassing, the 'Six Divine Lords of Fusion'.

She was also the pride of whom she considered herself inferior!
The enemy who could drive Wei Tu to this desperate situation, forcing him to use Zi Chi Jun's magic token to 'avoid disaster,' must be of considerable value.

"The Blood Altar of Demons... it's actually this?"

A moment later, the white-haired old man, who was examining the battlefield ruins, also made a discovery. He sensed a very familiar aura that existed in ancient books, and his face gradually became more serious.

"So it was the Demon Blood Altar... No wonder, no wonder it forced him into such a dangerous situation..."

The white-haired old man muttered to himself.

The Demon Blood Altar is a magical treasure crafted using the remains of a Demon Lord as its spiritual material base. It is impossible to invite an ordinary Demon Lord here during a blood sacrifice... The ancient demons that can be invited by this treasure are basically powerful Demon Ancestors who roam the ancient demon realm and are famous in the cultivation world.

"It's actually the Demon Blood Altar?"

At this moment, the beautiful young woman who heard this was also slightly surprised, clearly knowing a lot about this magical treasure.

But soon, her fair face suddenly twitched, as if a hint of joy had appeared. She quickly looked at the white-haired old man and asked, "Lord Long, this cultivator actually destroyed this 'Blood Altar for Summoning Demons,' doesn't that mean... he has no connection with the ancient demons, and is not, as the outside world says, someone possessed by an ancient demon?"

"This..." Upon hearing this, the white-haired old man, who was deep in thought, looked up in surprise, seemingly not understanding why this beautiful young woman would suddenly make this connection.

"It must be because of the struggle for the throne. Lin Tianqi's matter is, after all, a stain on the Great Princess's reputation." The white-haired old man's mind raced, and he instantly understood.

"What the Great Princess said is indeed reasonable. However... we cannot rule out the possibility that this is an internal conflict among the ancient demons..."

The white-haired old man gave an ambiguous answer.

……

At the same time.

Within the ancient demon realm, there lies a mysterious place.

The Weeping River Demon Ancestor, who had been sitting cross-legged in the palace with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes at that moment, and his calm face was filled with anger.

"Weitu!"

The Weeping River Demon Ancestor parted her lips slightly, and through gritted teeth, uttered the surname from her sandalwood mouth.

However, before she could get up and prepare her new cross-realm plan and revenge plan, a 'phantom image of the Demon Ancestor' appeared before her. It crossed the realm, tore through the void, and descended in front of her.

This Demon Ancestor was none other than the Toad Demon, whom she had met and whom she had summoned from the Demon Blood Altar in her moment of crisis.

“Sister Qihe, do you know any more information about that junior… The old demon wants him to suffer a fate worse than death.”

The old demon toad said with a grim expression.

"That junior..." Seeing this scene, the Weeping River Demon Ancestor, who should have hated Wei Tu even more, was secretly surprised.

After all, unlike her, what the Toad Demon suffered this time was merely a cross-dimensional demonic thought... something insignificant to these demon ancestors. Logically speaking, they shouldn't be so angry.

As for the mere humiliation inflicted by a junior...

What is such a trivial matter?
"Could it be that something else happened between this Toad Demon and Wei Tu after my interdimensional demonic thought perished? Or is it that this old demon has become covetous of the opportunities Wei Tu possesses?" The Weeping River Demon Ancestor's eyes flickered as he pondered this question. (End of Chapter)