Starting with the creation of the Immortal Clan through the compilation of the family genealogy.

Chapter 154 Where did this cultivation construction team come from?
A brutal and extremely fierce siege ensued!

The three late-stage Foundation Establishment evil cultivators, under the dual suppression of the Broken Army Camp's military formation and the Heaven and Earth Sealing Array,
His strength was reduced by at least 60%, his spiritual energy flowed sluggishly, and even his normally instantaneous spells became sluggish.

Even so, they were still filled with cruelty and disdain, like cats playing with mice, when facing a group of "martial artists" whose highest level was no more than the ninth level of Body Tempering.

"A bunch of hot-blooded beasts, dare to be our enemies?"

One of the evil cultivators sneered, a layer of viscous, blood-red spiritual energy spreading across his body, ready to enjoy the foolish sight of these "martial artists" who had failed in their futile efforts.

However, he was facing two cultivators, Ji Beichuan and Zhang Xianghua, who had reached the pinnacle of body tempering, as well as hundreds of fearless disciples of the Body Tempering Hall.

"Kill him!"

Suddenly, someone roared, and more than a dozen disciples of the Body Refining Hall, their blood and qi connected, simultaneously activated the "Furnace Scripture".

They may not have yet learned the exquisite killing techniques of the "Great Sun Furnace Fist," but the domineering power originating from the true energy of the furnace has already penetrated deep into their bones!
A dozen fists burning with crimson blood energy, without any fancy moves, only containing the purest blood energy, slammed fiercely into that layer of blood-red spiritual energy!
boom! boom! boom!
The dull thuds of impact blended together, both oppressive and violent.

The sinister smile on the evil cultivator's face froze instantly.

He was horrified to discover that the sealing of heaven and earth and the suppression of the military formation were not simply a weakening of power, but rather that his connection with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was being forcibly disrupted.

This caused his once-proud protective spiritual energy to suffer a significant reduction in both its recovery speed and resilience.

It was this fatal delay that made those punches, which would normally be ineffective, incredibly strange!
Each strike carried a penetrating, shocking force; that pure, masculine energy seemed to be the natural nemesis of his sinister spiritual power.

In ordinary combat, spiritual energy consumption is an active output; but at this moment, every punch that hits his protective spiritual energy forcefully forces him to frantically mobilize his spiritual energy to "neutralize" the domineering force, otherwise his spiritual energy will collapse from the inside.

The energy expenditure from this passive defense was several times greater than when he was using his flying sword to fight at full power.

"This...this is impossible!"

He couldn't understand how a group of mortals who didn't even have spiritual energy could possibly shake the protective spiritual energy of a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator.

He didn't know that the Tianyan Sect's body-refining method was never going to follow a clever path from the very beginning.

What Meng Xihong taught them was the simplest and most direct principle.

When your strength is great enough, one punch can break through all laws!
"Break it for me!"

One of the disciples roared, gathering all his energy into a single punch, and slammed it hard into the weakest point of the spiritual energy barrier.

Click!

With a crisp sound, cracks appeared in the layer of crimson spiritual energy!
The cracks spread rapidly like a spider web, and finally, with a "bang," it shattered completely.

Without the protection of spiritual energy, the unrefined physical body of a Qi Refining cultivator is only slightly stronger than that of an ordinary person.

Then those dozen or so iron fists landed solidly on his body.
The sounds of bones shattering and flesh splattering mingled together, and the evil cultivator didn't even have time to utter a scream before turning into a pile of minced meat.

Upon seeing this, the other evil cultivator was terrified and turned to try to escape using his escape technique.

But as soon as he turned around, a dark figure pressed against him.

It is Hebei North Sichuan.

"Want to run?"

Ji Beichuan's voice was icy cold.

The evil cultivator was terrified and shot out a blood arrow of rotting bone.

Ji Beichuan neither dodged nor avoided the arrow of blood, letting it strike his chest.

The flesh was corroded, leaving a fist-sized dent that sizzled and emitted black smoke.

But in the next instant, the muscles beneath the wound suddenly writhed, forcibly squeezing out the rotten flesh and poisonous blood, leaving only a shallow scar in the blink of an eye. He took a step forward, a flash of cold light at his waist, and a strangely shaped, jet-black water-splitting dagger was already in his hand.

He poured his abundant blood and energy into it, and the Water-Splitting Thorn emitted a soft hum, instantly breaking through the crumbling protective spiritual energy at a tricky angle, and cleanly piercing into the opponent's throat.

The last evil cultivator met an even more tragic end.

He was ambushed by Zhang Xianghua, who broke both his legs with a single punch, causing him to kneel on the ground. He was then surrounded by dozens of disciples from the Body Refining Hall.

Seeing the Tianyan Sect disciples surrounding him, he went completely mad, desperately unleashing his spells, throwing out blood blades, bone spikes, poison mist... as if they were free.

But those Body Refinement Hall disciples were like a herd of indestructible mad bulls, stubbornly withstanding the impact of the spells, one by one being beaten until their skin was torn and bleeding.

But he roared and pounded with excitement, using his fists, his teeth, and every part of his body to frantically attack his increasingly thin protective aura.

"Madmen...a bunch of madmen..."

As the evil cultivator watched his spiritual energy rapidly dwindle and felt the excruciating pain coursing through his body, only endless fear remained in his eyes.

Finally, his spiritual power was exhausted, and his protective spiritual energy shattered like a bubble.

"Brothers, stop using your fists, it's dirty! Get your weapons!" Ji Beichuan suddenly shouted from the side.

Before he finished speaking, he pulled out a square, dark blue brick from his storage bag!
Not only him, but Zhang Xianghua and the dozens of core disciples of the Body Refining Hall around him also spontaneously picked up a brick and raised it high.

On the dark blue stone bricks, there were also engraved runes that shimmered with a faint light, representing "solidity" and "armor penetration," which Yun Songzi had helped to bless in his spare time.

The evil cultivator was completely dumbfounded.

He stared at the spectacular sight of everyone holding a brick, his mind blank.

What the hell is this immortal cultivation construction team from?
"Smash!"

At Ji Beichuan's command, dozens of blue-green stone bricks, imbued with runes, rained down like hailstones, accompanied by a whistling wind.

"Lying down and blanching..."

The heretical cultivator only had time to let out a desperate cry before being drowned out by a rain of bricks.

Seeing this scene from afar, Meng Xihong, who was being supported by his disciple, almost choked on his own blood and spat it out.

These kids... they learn everything!

Meanwhile, in mid-air, the Blood Slaughter Envoy's situation became even more dire.

He was locked onto by the illusory war god formed from the murderous aura of three thousand broken soldiers.

Every time he attempted to teleport, he was forcibly interrupted by an invisible spatial force; every time he cast a spell, it was shattered by the axe of the God of War Void.

He was like a bird trapped in a cage, unable to escape no matter how hard he struggled.

"Aaaaah! I'll fight you to the death!"

The Blood Slaughter Envoy appeared like a madman, his eyes flashing with determination.

He actually detonated the Golden Core's origin directly!

"With my blood and body, I offer this to the Demonic Codex of the Abyss!"
The final act of the Bloodbath—the Blood Nest of Ten Thousand Souls!

With a shrill roar, his eerie and handsome body melted away inch by inch like a wax figure, his flesh and bones dissolving, turning into a writhing, wildly expanding nest of flesh and blood!
At the core of this blood nest is that wisp of black yang evil energy originating from the "Domain Abyss Evil Codex". It is like a beating heart, providing this filthy thing with endless evil energy.

On the surface of the lair, countless pained and distorted faces appeared, emitting silent screams. These were the souls he had plundered and devoured throughout his life!

(End of this chapter)