I am a late bloomer in the world of cultivating immortals

"hold on……"

Wei Tu looked towards the Bloodwinged Beast, which was not far from him.

After several years of cultivation, this woman's magical power is also nearing its limit. In at most five or six years, she will be able to break through to the mid-stage of the sixth rank.

He can afford to wait five or six years.

……

Time flies, and five years have passed in the blink of an eye.

On the fifth floor of the Dark Raven Tower, the scarred man, who had been wandering around for a long time, gradually forgot about the scene that had happened ten years ago.

At least, when I look back, I don't have as much worry and fear anymore.

His profound understanding of the world filled him with confidence.

Refining the "Sacred Blood of the Demon Ancestor" to become the "Demon Commander" among the ancient demons made him realize how weak and vulnerable he had been as a spiritual cultivator.

"This power is too great." The scarred man looked inward at himself, appreciating his ancient demonic body that was constantly rejuvenating.

Ten years ago, his physical body was corroded by Wei Tu's "destructive blood and qi," and his right hand turned into white bone, which has been difficult to heal ever since.

However—when he transformed himself into an ancient demon, the slight injury was completely healed in the blink of an eye under the nourishment of his magic.

This kind of transformative power is comparable to that of a high-level body refiner.

But you must know how difficult it is to become a sixth-level body cultivator in the cultivation world, and how painful the cultivation process is!

All of this can be easily erased by these "ancient demons" using their "ancient demon bloodline".

"There are still fifty years before I leave this place. After fifty years, I might just become the Demon Lord... and take control of the Demon Cloud Sect..." The scarred man sneered inwardly. He focused his attention on the long-term grand ambition rather than dwelling on the minor friction with Wei Tu.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill the demonized beasts and devour more of the Demon Ancestor's holy blood."

The scarred man's eyes gleamed red as he raised his palm and smashed an approaching demonic beast. A tail covered in mandibles emerged from behind him and, in an instant, devoured the "Demon Ancestor's Holy Blood" from the demonic beast's body.

He began to kill mechanically.

His spiritual pressure was also slowly increasing at a rate visible to the naked eye.

In the distance, Ding Yuyan, who was following behind the scarred man, saw this scene and her eyes revealed a hint of envy and fear.

During these ten years, although she was enslaved by Scarface Hazi and faced life-or-death crises many times, she also obtained some scraps of "Demon Ancestor's Holy Blood" from him by virtue of her identity as a "slave cultivator".

With the help of the Demon Ancestor's holy blood, her cultivation level improved rapidly, and she has already reached the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

However, at this point, she was far from being able to transform into an ancient demon.

“This guy surnamed Ji seems to be much more brutal than before, and he’s lost the composure he had as a spiritual cultivator…” Ding Yuyan’s beautiful eyes flickered slightly, and she pursed her thin lips.

She could clearly sense that the 'Ancient Demon' in front of her was completely different from the scarred man from ten years ago in his way of doing things.

However, neither the scarred man nor the other powerful figures who devoured and refined the blood of the Demon Ancestor and transformed into ancient demons seemed to have noticed this change in their minds.

"This Demon Ancestor's Holy Blood should not be refined too much... However, within this Dark Raven Tower, if one does not strengthen oneself, the only outcome will be death."

Ding Yuyan sighed inwardly.

In recent years, she has witnessed more than once that high-level cultivators in the Dark Raven Tower have turned against others. After all, compared to the arduous task of killing demonic beasts and plundering the blood of the Demon Ancestor, "fratricide" is more efficient.

"If I can endure for sixty years, I can leave this Dark Crow Realm." Ding Yuyan encouraged herself, boosting her confidence.

only--

Just the next moment.

Suddenly, a blue-faced, fanged zombie appeared in the air, spitting out several fireballs as thick as bowls, which, with the force of a wildfire, shot towards the scarred man in the distance.

"Enemy attack!" Ding Yuyan was startled and quickly retreated, keeping a safe distance from the battlefield.

The battle between a Grandmaster of Refining Void was far beyond the reach of a mere Nascent Soul cultivator like her; even a slight aftershock could have swiftly claimed her life.

"I hope this guy surnamed Ji can win."

Ding Yuyan silently prayed.

This wasn't because she had any affection for the scarred man who enslaved her, but because he was the only Void Refinement expert in the Dark Crow Tower who could protect her... Once the scarred man perished, she would also be doomed.

"A sixth-tier corpse refinement?"

On the battlefield, the scarred man frowned slightly as he sensed the approaching fireball. Although he looked wary, he wasn't really bothered by it deep down.

There's no other reason than that he had experienced similar surprise attacks countless times during his ten years in the Crow Tower.

Moreover, the number of "strong individuals" within the Dark Raven Tower is also limited!

As far as he knew, none of the demon generals ranked ahead of him on the "Yin Ya Wan Xiu Ranking" were skilled in corpse refining.

The Yin Crow Ranking records the absolute strength of the cultivators here. The higher the ranking, the stronger the cultivator, and the more "completely exposed" their strength becomes.

Almost no one can reverse the position and kill!

After all, they were all refined from the "Sacred Blood of the Demon Ancestor" and promoted to Demon Generals. As ancient demons of the same origin, they were highly consistent in their supernatural powers and techniques, making it difficult to distinguish between superior and inferior ones.

"A timid mouse hides its head and tail."

The scarred man snorted coldly and pointed his finger at the empty space in front of him without hesitation.

In an instant, a dense black light flowed out of his body like a tide, sweeping rapidly in all directions.

These black lights, upon contact with the fireball spat out by the green-faced corpse, hesitated slightly before easily devouring it completely.

The next moment, the green-faced corpse, which was about to make a move, was completely bound by the black light that came like a tidal wave. Moreover, this dense black light seemed to want to completely devour the green-faced corpse. In the blink of an eye, the black light that wrapped around the feet of the green-faced corpse devoured all the evil aura on the surface of the corpse.

If it weren't for the flashes of rune light resisting the invasion of the black light, this "mid-stage sixth-order corpse refinement," a rare find in the outside world, would have been quickly destroyed within a short time.

At the same time, due to the rapid spread of the black light, two sixth-order refined corpses with cold auras and murderous intent also appeared in other directions in that instant.

Upon seeing this, a hint of smugness immediately appeared in the scarred man's eyes. However, just as he was about to increase his magical output to find the mastermind behind it all, a deep, ancient voice suddenly descended from the sky and entered his mind.

"The Dark Magic Domain, wielded by an ancient demon, is indeed extraordinary and incredibly powerful."

"However, it is ultimately just a domain of law, not yet a domain of rules and laws where a fully-fledged being can form their own world."

The words fell.

Then, the three sixth-order refined corpses that he had previously bound with the "Dark Domain" suddenly had an array flag floating in their palms at the same time, and he continuously poured mana and spells into the array flag.

In the next instant, a solid golden shield was connected by the spiritual light between the three array flags and descended from the sky, like a golden bowl turned upside down.

"Trapped in a formation?" Upon seeing this, the scarred man's expression changed slightly.

Although he was confident that the cultivator who set up this formation was inferior to him, as an elite cultivator who had been struggling in the cultivation world for many years, at this moment, he would no longer consider this cultivator to be someone easy to deal with.

However, just as he was about to use a secret technique to escape from this "trapped formation",

A startling roar suddenly erupted from behind him.

When he turned around and looked back.

Then a cold, gleaming magic sword, resembling an ice-cold soul, suddenly flew out from the void.

Moreover, as it fled, the spirit of a white, menacing dragon emerged from the sword's blade, radiating an extremely dazzling cold light, and charged towards him.

"A seventh-tier fragmented treasure!"

The scarred man's pupils constricted, his face showing fear. He couldn't believe that he had offended this "highway robber" to the point that the robber was willing to use a seventh-tier broken treasure to kill him.

Although the Ancient Demon Body is strong, he is currently only at the "mid-stage Demon Commander" level, so he cannot ignore the destructive power of a seventh-tier remnant treasure.

"I have not yet become the Demon Lord, I cannot die here!"

The scarred man roared inwardly and quickly formed hand seals, instantly conjuring several illusory bodies that fled in different directions, intending to confuse the seventh-tier remnant treasure and buy himself a chance to escape.

But then a strange thing happened.

This magical sword, wielded by the essence of the Frost Dragon, seemed to possess the ability to pierce through illusions and reality, ignoring his several "illusory bodies" and shooting straight towards his true form.

Upon seeing this, the scarred man was startled and hurriedly patted a jade pendant at his waist.

The pendant immediately shone brightly, forming a magical protective shield that blocked his way.

But after a short break.

As a dragon's roar resounded, the jade pendant at the scarred man's waist turned into dust in the blink of an eye.

next moment.

Just listen to a "click".

The misty, icy dragon spirit tore apart the scarred man's physical body and pierced through his chest.

At this moment, Wei Tu, who was remotely controlling the [Frosty Dragon Sword], also slowly emerged from the water from the distant void.

"The Evil Scale Venerable?" Ding Yuyan, who witnessed this scene from afar, widened her eyes in disbelief.

Ten years ago, she believed that Wei Tu could use the Demon Ancestor's holy blood to break through the Void Refinement Realm in one fell swoop and become "early stage Void Refinement".

But ten years later—she no longer believed that Wei Tu could fulfill the blood oath he swore when he escaped from the scarred man.

—Once I have achieved the Void Refinement, I will surely use the scarred man as the first sacrifice to the sword!

the reason is simple.

This place is the Yin Crow Tower, a place brimming with opportunities, not the outside world where one still needs to cultivate diligently.

While Wei Tu was making great progress, the scarred man did not relax at all. He took the lead over a group of cultivators of the same level and became the ninth strongest person in the "Yin Ya Wan Xiu Ranking"!

However, what she was seeing shattered her belief that she had held for ten years—the scarred man was far less strong than she had imagined, and Wei Tu, who had just reached the Refinement Realm, was not as weak as she thought.

Despite all this, Wei Tu's victory was due to his luck in using Lingbao.

"No! Fellow Daoist Evil Qilin, that fellow surnamed Ji is not dead yet!"

Suddenly, Ding Yuyan realized something, her expression changed slightly, and she called out to Wei Tu.

The words fell.

On the distant battlefield, the scarred man, whose nascent soul had been shattered and whose body had been pierced by the [Frosty Dragon Sword], suddenly had his shattered body reassembled as if time had reversed.

With a look of relief on his face, he immediately made a hand seal and quickly flew towards the edge of the "trapping formation," seemingly intending to take advantage of Wei Tu's "unpreparedness" and escape immediately.

but--

What Ding Yuyan and the scarred man didn't know was that Wei Tu showed no surprise at all, as if he had long been accustomed to this scene.

This is the foundation of his status as a cultivator in the spirit realm.

They were far beyond the reach of these minor spirit cultivators raised by the ancient demons.

"Slay!" Wei Tu shouted coldly, continuing to remotely control the [Frosty Dragon Sword] with his divine sense to kill the resurrected scarred man.

The terrifying power of the seventh-tier remnant treasure has returned.

Before he could escape far, the scarred man was once again pierced through by the [Frosty Dragon Sword], his nascent soul shattered.

This time, although the scarred man's shattered body still showed signs of healing, it did not last long, and after a few breaths, it was scattered all over the ground.

Only a single drop of "Demon Ancestor's Holy Blood," radiating terrifying demonic power and as beautiful as a jewel, remained on the spot.

"It only revived once. As expected, an acquired ancient demon created from the essence and blood of an ancient demon is far inferior to an innate ancient demon."

With a flick of his sleeve, Wei Tu dispelled the corpse-refining array and flew to the vicinity of the scarred man's corpse. He raised his palm and slapped forward, taking away the drop of Demon Ancestor's Holy Blood.

Ancient demons differ from spiritual cultivators not only in their cultivation of "demonic energy," which is the complete opposite of spiritual energy, but also in the structure of their bodies.

They are "another race" different from all the races in the world.

For a spiritual cultivator, the killing of a Nascent Soul cultivator is the end of their life.

However, for the ancient demon, this was merely a severe injury that depleted its vital energy.

During the great war in the spirit world hundreds of thousands of years ago, there was a case where a powerful ancient demon was killed nine times but did not die.

This phenomenon forced the powerful beings of the spirit realm to seal these ancient demons one by one in the lower realm, allowing them to gradually wear down the "demonic energy" within their bodies and consume their divine souls over a long period of time, until they died naturally.

Of course, such ancient demons are extremely rare, often being "innate ancient demons" born at birth, and even in the ancient demon realm, they are few in number.

Ancient demons created later in life are far less capable than this.

Two or three resurrections would be the limit of its lifespan.

Moreover, this immortality only appears when spiritual cultivators slay ancient demons; there is no such special case when ancient demons are "fighting amongst themselves."

Even an innate ancient demon will die if it is killed once.

Previously, a Transcending Tribulation Immortal from the Spirit Realm spent tens of thousands of years venturing deep into the Ancient Demon Realm to explore the reason for this great secret, but... later on, this Transcending Tribulation Immortal disappeared without a trace, as if he had perished.

At that time, there were also various speculations.

Some say that this immortal who transcended tribulation discovered the secret of the ancient demon's "immortality," reversed his own fate, and became the Demon Ancestor.

Some say that this immortal undergoing tribulation was besieged by the Demon Ancestor of the Ancient Demon Realm and unfortunately died...

However, with this, the Spirit Realm was forced to halt its research into the immortality of the ancient demons in the Ancient Demon Realm.

After all—this characteristic is troublesome, but when faced with true overwhelming strength, it is difficult to change the final outcome.

Just like today's battle. (End of Chapter)