Cultivation of Immortality: This is what unorthodox methods are like.

One hundred mana charges were consumed.

The 100-sentence sermon on saving people has ended.

The old man who had just lifted the palace maid's skirt transformed into a baby and then disappeared completely.

With a thought, Wang Quan instantly replenished his magical power with the external elixir.

Continue reciting!

Bilibili!

Girgh!

Inside the hall, a spirit of the underworld saw the hall expanding continuously and immediately laughed.

They rushed forward, frantically sketching Taoist texts and writing scriptures in the empty spaces.

Just as they finished writing one line, the second blank space appeared.

Then came the third... the fourth... the fifth...

In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, a blank gap appeared.

A cup of tea's time...

One hour...

Three hours...

The hall gradually expanded.

The Yin spirits, who repeatedly entered the various levels of the great tomb, clearly felt that the evil within was getting weaker and weaker.

They are cleaning up faster and faster.

One of the Yin spirits exclaimed excitedly, "I feel like I could sweep through the ninth level all by myself!"

"Guys, shall we form a group and head to the tenth floor?"

Many cultivators who had been utterly defeated by the second-stage general last time shook their heads: "No!"

"That general is a monster! He almost obliterated my spirit with a single punch, wasting so many of my resources to repair it!"

The Yin spirit was quite disappointed: "I wonder how those dozens of experts who descended in their true forms are doing now."

"Could they take down that general?"

At this moment, the cultivators on the tenth floor, their faces grim, used their abilities to flee.

because:

After clearing away the ordinary evil on the tenth level, they were struck again upon facing the general of the second phase.

This general has three heads and a hundred arms, exuding a murderous aura.

He easily saw through many illusions, crushed many lightning bolts with a single pinch, and a large number of spells fell on him, exposing his bones and breaking his tendons.

But the next second, the surrounding black energy entered his body, restoring him to his original state.

Every time the time it takes to drink a cup of tea passes, everyone can feel that the Great General in the second stage is getting weaker.

However, the weaker the general became, the more irritable he became.

Dozens of cultivators in their true form were killed using every means possible, leaving them in a sorry state.

"Everyone, we can't hold on any longer!"

"Let's go outside first!"

"No, the one who possesses the Scripture of Salvation is weakening the Great Tomb's power. What would it look like if we escaped now? What would the other cultivators think of us?"

Many cultivators remained silent.

A cultivator who can descend to the second level must at least possess a thousand strands of magical power, and their Yin spirit is about to transform into a Yang spirit. They are also a Qi-refining expert who cultivates both body and spirit.

Their foundation is several times stronger than that of cultivators who can only descend as spirits.

It's a bit embarrassing that the royal power has been repeatedly weakening the Great Tomb, yet they still can't handle it.

They gritted their teeth, either releasing external pills to replenish their magical power or swallowing pills to replenish it, constantly entangled with the second-form general.

One hour...

Two hours...

Three hours...

The general in his second form is growing weaker and weaker, as are many of the cultivators in their original forms.

Just then, the second-form general suddenly let out a low roar, transformed into a wisp of black smoke, and soared into the sky, disappearing from the tenth floor.

The cultivators were initially delighted because they could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

But the next second, their expressions changed drastically:

"Oh no, this guy left from the tenth floor, is he going back to that floor?"

They quickly exited the tenth floor, wanting to ask the other Yin Gods if they had seen the Great General in his second form.

As soon as they returned to the hall, they saw a dense horde of malevolent spirits, filled with panic and unease.

"What happened?"

When the many Yin spirits saw that the cultivators in their true forms were pale and covered in wounds, they were even more panicked:

"We were just purging evil, and suddenly we were expelled!"

"I was on the fifth floor, and I was suddenly expelled as well."

"I'm on the third floor!"

"I'm on the second floor!"

Upon hearing this, the cultivators' expressions changed slightly. Ignoring the numerous Yin spirits, they shouted, "Has the Daoist brother who possesses the Daoist Scripture come out?"

Upon hearing this, many of the underworld deities were stunned.

They looked around, hoping to catch a glimpse of the king.

As a result, everyone's faces were blurred, making it impossible to see their features or identify them.

at this time:

A cultivator rushed to the entrance of the first floor: "Everyone, spread out and enter the first floor. Find that fellow Daoist immediately."

"Bring him out immediately after you find him!"

The next second, he wanted to rush into the first floor.

result:

A black light appeared above the first door, forcefully blocking him.

The cultivator was furious. He roared and rubbed his hands together, and a fist-sized golden lightning bolt appeared.

boom!

Golden lightning and fire struck the gate.

Black smoke billowed from the gate, yet it still refused to open.

"Attack together!"

This gate was actually formed by the power of the great tomb, and they attacked it without restraint.

boom!

boom!

boom!

Numerous Yin spirits launched a frenzied attack.

Dozens of cultivators focused on restoring themselves and adjusting their condition.

Some cultivators released their gourd treasures, which spewed out spiritual spring water to irrigate them and cleanse them of evil.

Some cultivators released a bright mirror to illuminate them, accelerating the healing of their wounds.

These cultivators had recovered to about 70-80% of their original state and were using various methods to launch a frenzied attack.

The same spells, in their hands, are several times, even ten times, more powerful than those of other Yin spirits.

boom!

boom!

boom!

Numerous bolts of lightning, as if without consuming any magical power, fell wildly, blasting up billowing black smoke that continuously dissipated.

However, the door just wouldn't open.

Tick ​​tock!

Tick ​​tock!

Beads of sweat dripped from the foreheads of the cultivators: "Damn it!"

"We...we've let a cultivator who possesses the 'Scripture of Salvation' fall into our trap!"

"If word gets out, the others will probably kill us!"

At that moment, they felt remorse.

If I had known, I would have insisted on going to the first level with Wang Quan no matter what.

"Keep bombarding!"

"By attacking the gate, we weaken the Great Tomb's power!"

"Perhaps this can buy a little time for that fellow Daoist in the tomb."

Many Yin Spirit cultivators also sensed something was wrong, and therefore launched a frenzied attack.

Some Yin spirits even went out to call on their friends and summoned the Yin spirit cultivators near the drowning lower courtyard to come in.

"The cultivator capable of ending the Great Tomb has been unexpectedly trapped inside."

"Come help quickly!"

"If we don't help, once he dies, we might not have any hope of leveling the tomb and expanding our base in the second world during our lifetime!"

The news spread one by one.

Upon receiving the message, most of the Yin God cultivators put down what they were doing and went directly into the second layer of the world.

In an instant, the number of Yin spirits in the hall increased exponentially.

one thousand....

two thousand....

Three thousand.....

Five thousand....

Within a radius of ten thousand miles, nearly a third of the Yin spirits who received the message descended upon this place.

However, although the number of Yin spirits increased, their attacks became increasingly violent.

But all the cultivators knew:

Even if thousands of them besieged the enemy for a day and night, it might not be as effective as the king using the "Scripture of Salvation" to thoroughly eliminate an evil force.

At this time, many people have a mindset of doing their best and leaving the rest to fate.