Immortality: My talent for cultivating immortals can be refreshed.

Chapter 525 The torture of despair

The Nascent Soul of the old monster Yin Mo did not follow the teleportation array immediately.

He was able to save his life at this moment.

"This is the power of the ancient magic weapon!"

His Nascent Soul muttered to himself, with an extremely complex light flashing in his eyes.

As a magic cultivator, being able to witness the power of an ancient magic weapon like this has already made his heart turn upside down.

However, his face immediately turned ashen again, and his eyes became dull and lifeless.

Even though Demon Lord Hei Luo was a late Nascent Soul cultivator and wielded the power of the ancient Yin-Yang Scythe, he was still unable to withstand the attack of the Demon Shadow Halberd.

Then his fate was already determined.

There was a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes, and the Nascent Soul of the Yin Demon old monster flew directly towards Cen Zijin.

The power of the Nascent Soul above that Nascent Soul was fluctuating violently, and it seemed that it was about to explode.

Seeing this, Cen Zijin was about to cut with the Xuanshui Divine Sword.

But at this moment, a green flame appeared and wrapped around the Nascent Soul of the Yin Demon old monster.

However, it was Chu Ning who used the Xuanyin Qingyan and took action first.

Wrapped in the dark green flame, an extremely cold force instantly made the Yin Mo monster's Nascent Soul unable to move at all.

As for wanting to self-destruct, it is absolutely impossible.

However, the sounds from the outside world could still be clearly heard by him.

"Zijin, this old monster has done so many evil things. It would be too easy for him to be killed directly like this."

Hearing these words, Yin Mo's Nascent Soul, which had already been sealed by the black ice and blue flames, felt as if it had fallen into an ice cellar.

But the next moment, he seemed to suddenly remember something and couldn't help but burst into laughter in the Xuanyin Green Flame.

"Haha! I can't survive, but can you guys survive?

The ancient teleportation array has been destroyed, and you are destined to be trapped in this small space and die of old age.

Hahaha! !

I have a late Nascent Soul stage person on my journey, and I can drag you along to be buried with me. This Sect Master is not losing out, not losing out!!

Hahaha!!"

Inside the dark green flame, the old monster Yin Mo laughed crazily.

What he couldn't see at this moment was that there was a playful smile on Chu Ning's face.

“Why not let this old demon feel the torture of despair before he dies?”

Chu Ning smiled at Cen Zijin at this moment.

Then, he cast several spells onto the mysterious green flame.

The icy power of the green flame continued to erode and consume the power of the Nascent Soul of the Yin Demon monster.

However, under Chu Ning's control, it did not freeze and shatter directly like it did to the other cultivators before.

Such torture made the old monster Yin Mo feel even more painful.

He could only watch his Nascent Soul gradually becoming weaker, while the bone-chilling feeling was getting stronger bit by bit.

The old monster Yin Mo couldn't help but let out screams.

"Cen Zijin, if you have the guts, kill this Sect Master!"

"Ah! Are you afraid to kill me, because you know that even if you kill me, your Yaochi Palace will no longer exist.

Even you, the last remnant, will be buried with me in this space.

Hahaha…Ah!!”

Under the constant torture of the Xuanyin Green Flame, after a full incense stick of time, the screams inside began to gradually weaken.

As the power of the Nascent Soul was continuously consumed, under the oppression of the icy power of the Xuanyin Green Flame, the old monster Yin Mo couldn't even speak.

Seeing that it was almost time, Chu Ning came to the frozen Yin Demon monster and pointed at the Xuanyin Qingyan.

The spiritual flame dissipated and fell back into Chu Ning's hands.

The Nascent Soul of the old monster Yin Mo also reappeared at this moment, but his face was pale and his aura was extremely weak. He no longer had the majesty of a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

Before the old monster's Nascent Soul could make any move, Chu Ning had already cast several spells on it, directly sealing the Nascent Soul of the Yin Demon old monster.

At this moment, the old monster Yin Mo could only stare at Chu Ning and Cen Zijin with resentment in his eyes, but because he was unable to use even a trace of his strength, he could not escape or self-destruct.

At this time, Chu Ning took out a black bottle from his hand.

After uttering a spell, he pointed at the Nascent Soul of the Yin Demon old monster.

The old monster's Nascent Soul was immediately sucked into the black bottle.

This bottle was obtained when the monks of the Demonic Alliance were killed outside the Tianyu Pavilion. It was very convenient to use it to seal the Nascent Soul, so Chu Ning kept it and used it.

Putting the black bottle into the storage bag, Chu Ning smiled at Cen Zijin and Bai Ling and said:

"Clean up this place. It's time to give that old monster some more stimulation."

At this time, Cen Zijin took the lead in putting the body of the old monster Yin Mo into an empty storage bag.

"I want to take this old monster's corpse and Nascent Soul back to Xiaoyao Mountain and burn them to comfort the souls of my fellow disciples in heaven."

"Okay!" Chu Ning nodded.

“I will use the soul refining and soul searching technique on this old monster later, and also see whether the other three sects around Wangshan City participated when the Yin Demon Sect attacked the Yaochi Palace.

If they really participated, let them pay a price."

As Chu Ning spoke, he collected the various treasures scattered around.

Just now, the Hunyuan Fire Lotus and the Demon Shadow Halberd were extremely powerful and destroyed the Black Luo Demon Lord in one fell swoop, but some treasures were still left behind.

Not to mention other things, the Yin-Yang Scythe is a good ancient treasure.

Some things also fell out of the storage bag. Since they were not destroyed, they were naturally good treasures.

As for the things from the old monster Yin Mo, most of them were preserved because Cen Zijin did not use extremely destructive means of attack.

Among them, the Yin Mo Banner also made Chu Ning very interested.

If all the ghosts inside were devoured by the Golden Thunder Eagle, the cultivation of the two eagles should be greatly improved.

You should know that it has been many years since the two eagles were promoted to the seventh-level monster. If there are a large number of ghosts to devour and refine, they may be able to be promoted to the eighth-level monster.

Chu Ning and Cen Zijin were putting away the treasures one by one.

Bai Ling went to the ruins to dismantle the equipment that Chu Ning and the others had used to set up the formation.

After a while, all the things were put away.

Chu Ning looked at the place where the teleportation array was originally set up and shook his head slightly.

"It's a pity that many of the materials for setting up this ancient teleportation array are hard to find."

After expressing his feelings, Chu Ning then said to Bai Ling.

"Come on, take me and Zijin out."

"Master, Sister Cen, follow me."

Bai Ling took the lead and walked several hundred feet to the teleportation array before stopping at a certain location.

“There is a boundary here.”

As he spoke, a white light emerged above Bai Ling's head, enveloping Chu Ning and Cen Zijin.

The next moment, there was a flash of white light, and he had already left this small world.

Since being promoted to level eight, Bai Ling can bring three people in and out of various restrictions and small space barriers.

The old Yin Demon didn't know she had this talent, so he gloated over the destruction of the ancient teleportation array. After leaving the small world, Chu Ning and Cen Zijin's consciousness immediately locked onto some Yin Demon Sect monks outside the Black Stone Island.

The next moment, the two men and the beast flew around the entire Black Stone Island, and all the Yinmo Sect monks who were guarding the periphery were killed.

Chu Ning sensed with his spiritual sense and after confirming that there were no other cultivators around, he stretched out his hand and took out a black bottle from his storage bag.

After removing the seal, the Nascent Soul of the Yin Demon monster was released.

The old monster's Nascent Soul was still weak. He glanced at Chu Ning and Cen Zijin with resentment, and couldn't help but said with a bit of pride and sarcasm:
"You let me out so soon, you must be bored in this small space, and you want to torture me.

But the next period of time will be a real torture for you. So what if you are a genius? You will still die of old age here!
Ha ha! "

But at this moment, Chu Ning's chuckle reached his ears.

"Old demon, don't you look at where you are?"

After hearing Chu Ning's words, the old monster Yin Mo seemed to realize that something was wrong, and his two little eyes looked around.

The smug and sarcastic expression on his pale face disappeared in an instant.

At one moment he was stunned, and the next he was confused and angry. He couldn't help but roar:
"Black Stone Island, you left the small space! You actually left that small space!

Why? Why can you come out?

Ancient teleportation array? Did you repair the ancient teleportation array? No, it is impossible for you to do it in such a short time..."

The old monster Yin Mo kept roaring, but his voice became lower and lower towards the end, and his expression began to become distraught.

Until the end, he raised his head, glanced at Cen Zijin and Chu Ning, and finally fell on Chu Ning.

"Who are you? Which continent are you from?
He was able to help Cen Zijin successfully conceive a baby in just a few years, and also allowed her to have such a high level of cultivation and possess so many ancient treasures.

Could it be that you are from Tianmu Continent?"

In the old monster Yin Mo's impression, only the legendary Tianmu Continent has such geniuses and treasures.

When Chu Ning heard this, he smiled faintly again. He suddenly thought of something that would make the evil demon cultivator in front of him even more painful and tormented.

"It seems that you really want to know my origins. In that case, I might as well tell you. You may not know that your Yin Demon Sect once had a chance to kill me."

Hearing Chu Ning's words, the old monster Yin Mo raised his head and looked at Chu Ning in confusion.

"I originally came from the Qingxi Sect in the Qingxia Mountains!"

Just these words from Chu Ning made the old monster Yin Mo's eyes widen.

“Back then, when you were trying to seize the Wood Spirit Seed, I was the Qi training disciple of Qingxi Sect who entered the Wood Spirit Seed Realm.

When your Jindan guardians attacked, I almost lost my life at the hands of a cultivator who used a ghost flag."

"Impossible!" The old monster Yin Mo's eyes widened and he shook his head quickly.

“It’s been less than two hundred years since the Wood Spirit Seed Realm appeared. How could you possibly cultivate from the Qi Training Stage to the Middle Nascent Soul Stage?

Moreover, if Qingxi Sect had a cultivator like you, how could I not know about it, and how could I…"

Having said this, the old monster Yin Mo paused.

Chu Ning's voice also became a little colder.

"How could I be bullied by your Yin Demon Sect, right?"

At this moment, Chu Ning couldn't help but recall the days when he was hunted down by the Yinmo Sect monks and lived in fear.

I also thought of those companions who had lost their lives in and outside the spiritual realm.

Zhuang Yunde, Shang Zhaoxiang... names flashed through my mind.

He sneered:

“You, the great sect master, probably would not have thought that later on, when your Jindan cultivators came to you to ask for disciples who could obtain the spiritual energy, I was one of them.

It’s just that I escaped from the sect first, so I saved my life.”

Hearing Chu Ning's words, the corners of Yin Mo's mouth twitched slightly.

He had already begun to believe what the other party said to some extent. He thought that an ant that he could have crushed to death at any time was now costing him his life.

The old monster Yin Mo felt as if his heart was bleeding.

And what Chu Ning said next made his face twitch.

“By the way, you, the Yin Demon Sect, still had one chance to kill me, back then at Thousand Lakes and Thousand Islands.

Your Black Fire Vulture-winged Crow is about to be promoted, and your Yin Demon Sect has set up a Bloody Yin Demon Formation to absorb the essence and blood of all our foundation-building monks.

Luckily, I escaped again.”

"Oh it's you!!"

At this time, the old monster Yin Mo seemed to finally know Chu Ning's identity.

"It was you who used that lightning magic weapon to severely injure the Black Fire Eagle-winged Crow.

So, you were the one who killed Xia Kui as well?"

Chu Ning chuckled again.

“You’re talking about the skinny old man with the ghost flag, right?

It’s possible, but I have killed so many people from your Yinmo Sect that I can’t remember clearly.

I do remember that before I formed my Nascent Soul, I killed a bald man who had just reached the Nascent Soul stage."

"You were the one who killed Brother Cao too!" The old monster Yin Mo's eyes were blazing with fire at this moment.

"No wonder I was wondering why after the remnants of Yao Chi Palace escaped, even Brother Cao was killed. It turns out it was all because of you."

After roaring this, the old monster Yin Mo became deflated again.

At this moment, what does it matter even if I know?

His Nascent Soul has already become so weak, how can he still cause any trouble?

Just thinking about how he had so many opportunities to kill Chu Ning.

In the end, he made himself such a big enemy for nothing.

The old monster Yin Mo felt like he was going to vomit blood.

He hates it.

At this moment, the old monster Yin Mo killed Xia Kui, who was unable to kill Chu Ning in the Foundation Establishment Stage, and the bald man named Cao, who was unable to kill Chu Ning in the Golden Core Stage.

Even the Black Luo Demon Lord who had just been killed by Chu Ning was cursing in his heart at this moment.

"Waste! These people are just waste!
With a higher realm, no one can kill him!"

Looking at the torment, entanglement, regret and helplessness on the face of the old monster Yin Mo's Yuanying.

Both Chu Ning and Cen Zijin showed expressions of satisfaction on their faces.

Such torment is real torture for the old monster Yin Mo.

Of course, Chu Ning had no intention of giving up.

After letting the old monster suffer there for a while, Chu Ning made hand gestures and cast several spells on the Nascent Soul of the Yin Mo old monster.

"Soul refining!"

The expression on Yin Mo's face suddenly became distorted, and he spat out two words unwillingly.

But the next moment, his eyes became confused again.

At this time, Chu Ning's right hand also grabbed the other person's head.

For cultivators, this soul refining and soul searching technique would cause too much negative impact on their emotions, so it is naturally more suitable for him to perform it than Cen Zijin.

After an incense stick of time had passed, Chu Ning let out a light breath, ending the soul refining and soul searching technique.

A strange color flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but whispered:
"Purple Sun Spirit Flame!"

(End of this chapter)