Become a true immortal by emulating all demons.

"They are of the Hengshui ethnic group..."

Feng Shu struggled to shake off the green worm in his hand, staring in fear at the water curtain around him, his voice filled with a strong bitterness.

Previously, when he was targeted by this group, he only felt that their methods were mysterious and rare, and difficult to resist.

Now that they have learned about the background of these people from the Cangli Demon King, they feel even more apprehensive before the battle has even begun.

The three rivers nourish the two countries, and then flow into the Heng River.

It can be said that Hengshui nurtured all living beings on this land, and the immortal family that governs it is naturally the heaven and earth parents of all living beings.

These water people are born superior to others.

That innate air of authority was fully displayed in their casual conversation, making it hard to breathe.

Feng Shu's thoughts almost represent the attitude of most demons towards the Shanghengshui people.

That is why, when Lin Shu stepped out and revealed her aura, the figure vaguely hidden in the water curtain stopped speaking in surprise.

The surrounding water flow suddenly became much faster.

This means that their emotions were stirred, as if they harbored a hint of anger.

Indeed, in the eyes of the Hengshui people, even a minor demon's act of approaching them is a great provocation and offense.

As for the pure spiritual energy that soared into the sky, it was not taken seriously by the aquatic creatures.

Whether it's magical power or demonic power, the degree of its strength is important, but the methods used also differ.

For example, the effect of a fine steel sword held by a clumsy laborer is vastly different from that of a master swordsman who is well-versed in the art of swordsmanship.

They are both at the Golden Core stage.

The group of demon lords crumbled at the first touch, forced to flee in disarray, and even had to harden their hearts to personally kill their seriously injured companions in order to escape the pursuit of the aquatic tribes.

This has already proven this point very well.

They had no idea how to use this "precious sword," let alone understand their own "swordsmanship."

"There's a troublemaker here."

"I don't think I've seen you last time?"

The indifferent voice echoed again from within the water curtain, and silhouettes gradually became clearer, emerging from the turbulent current.

There were five figures in total, three men and two women, each dressed differently.

They all looked very young, exuding a relaxed air, like young masters and ladies from various families traveling together.

In addition, there seemed to be differences in status among the group.

The more accessories a person has, such as coral and pearls, the closer they are to the aquatic life, and the closer they will be to the front of the group.

"..."

Feng Shu and the other demon lords secretly formed hand seals, but hesitated to release them.

The water curtain surrounding them was not a simple water-controlling technique, but a method they had never seen before.

They seem to separate this courtyard from the world, forming a painting, and they are all people in this painting, unable to touch the outside world at all.

The aquatic creatures, on the other hand, seemed to be casually arranging everything in the painting, as if they were chatting and laughing.

They are essentially two different levels of existence.

It could be said that the fact that these young men and women chose to show themselves after being offended actually gave the demons an opportunity.

Unfortunately, to seize this opportunity, one needs sufficient strength... Feng Shu's five fingers were trembling uncontrollably, and the hand seal he had made could collapse at any moment. Clearly, he did not think he was qualified.

This is an innate reverence for the Hengshui River that is ingrained in the very bones of the people of both countries!

"I originally thought Luo Fengming was just an exception, but I didn't expect there to be quite a few scoundrels in Yuzhou."

A man with coral ornaments at his temples stood suspended in the high water curtain, staring at the young man below.

You could tell from his voice that he was the older brother who had spoken earlier, the one who had crushed the black cat.

With his Golden Core cultivation level, he was able to detect and decipher the Demon King's methods in advance. Even a cat used to detect and transmit messages was enough for him to be proud of.

"No wonder the prince was furious."

"How about this..."

He pondered for a few moments, as if recalling some interesting game, and suddenly laughed, "I, Wang Lang, hereby issue a special decree: whoever can behead this scoundrel, I will spare its life. How about it, want to give it a try?"

Wang Lang's words were clearly meant for Feng Shu and the others.

He could tell that Lin Shu was probably a minor leader among this group of evil spirits.

Based on the fact that the other party had just revealed its aura to the Hengshui lineage, simply having its companions use the Soul-Devouring Insects to torment this fiend would be somewhat lacking.

He now wants to see the demons fight amongst themselves, tearing each other apart like wild beasts.

Upon hearing this, the others also smiled.

With this vast and boundless blue sea, there's no need to worry about anyone taking the opportunity to escape; it's perfect for turning into a gladiatorial arena.

"Ho! Ho!"

Driven by their survival instincts, the many demon lords in the courtyard were all momentarily stunned.

They looked at each other.

Although Lin Shu's aura was exceptionally powerful, whether it was a contest of methods and background or a contest of numbers, dealing with him alone would definitely be better than facing these Hengshui clan members.

But in just a moment, the short, rapid breathing of Feng Shu and the others subsided again.

All of them were demon lords who had worked their way up from the bottom. They just lacked knowledge and experience, but that didn't mean they were brainless.

These promises from the immortals have absolutely no credibility.

They just wanted to watch a good show to relieve their boredom.

We are already in a hopeless situation, so there's no need to add to the chaos and laughter.

Thinking of this, Feng Shu and the other demon lords all lowered their hands and released the hand seals they were forming with their fingertips.

When they were truly powerless to resist, simply and silently accepting death was the only form of retaliation these immortal descendants could muster, as it was neither interesting nor tedious.

"How boring."

Before Wang Lang could speak, the younger man next to him rolled his eyes.

His name is Song Bingqian, and he is the owner of this curtain of water.

Seeing the demons' reactions, he tapped his fingertips a few times with slight impatience: "The climate in this poor place is too dry. Let's go back to sleep."

"..."

Lin Shu's gaze remained fixed on Wang Lang.

He knew too little about this Hengshui ethnic group and could only make judgments in the most crude way.

For example, the black cat was difficult for him to detect anything unusual with his own strength, but Wang Lang could, so he identified this person as a major threat that needed to be dealt with first.

Unfortunately, Lin Shu often used the Lotus Lesser Tribulation to deal with others, but never personally experienced a similar feeling.

Now that he's trapped in similar situations, he realizes just how troublesome it is.

The man wearing coral was clearly dozens of feet away in the sky, within Lin Shu's reach, but even though he had quietly summoned his split soul, he couldn't lock onto the man's aura no matter what he did.

Not only Wang Lang, but also the other four, appeared to be standing still, but in reality, their true forms were not there at all.

On the contrary, if he were to act rashly and reveal any flaws... among this group of people, there are Soul-Devouring Insects that even the Demon King Su Xin found difficult to deal with!

"call."

Lin Shu exhaled a warm breath, her idea of ​​suddenly launching a surprise attack to kill one of them failing.

Then we'll have no choice but to confront them head-on.

Splash!

As Song Bingqian lightly tapped his fingertip, an extremely large outline suddenly appeared in the water, splashing water to reveal lifelike azure scales.

The water curtain was like a white ribbon, from which sharp, curved claws slowly emerged.

When the curtain was completely lifted, a terrifying azure dragon, about a hundred feet tall, was already baring its fangs and claws, looking down at all living beings.

"..."

Even though Feng Shu and the others were prepared to die, they were still struck dumb when they saw this ferocious behemoth, and their pupils dilated rapidly.

After fighting in the Great Shun Dynasty for so many years, they had never seen a supernatural power or magic with such momentum.

Ordinary Golden Core cultivators are as insignificant as ants before this technique.

"It's not so boring after all." Song Bingqian turned his gaze back, thinking that it would be good to scare these country bumpkins.

Just then, he did notice that the young man standing at the very front not only did not bow his head under his supernatural power, but a glint of light flashed in his clear black and white eyes.

"Finally found it..."

Lin Shu murmured softly, her spiritual energy rapidly merging into the water curtain.

This azure dragon was controlled by a man, and there was a barely perceptible magical connection between the two.

The scattered soul fragments, which had long been scattered throughout the area, finally locked onto a region through this connection.

A sinister glint appeared on his lips.

The next moment, behind the azure dragon, the three-colored lotus of tribulation bloomed instantly.

Because they were trapped in advance, they lost the initiative.

This time, Lin Shu did not try to use the Lotus of Calamity to track their movements.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Within the three-colored lotus petals, the thick thunderclouds transformed into a jet-black python, stirring the water and rapidly spreading plasma across the sky.

This giant python was significantly larger than the azure dragon, with more clearly defined scales, but it lacked sharp claws and dragon horns, making it slightly less imposing.

"Um?!"

Song Bingqian's expression changed slightly.

You should know that this place has long since become his domain, and if others want to use their magic, the effect will be greatly reduced.

The fact that this giant python could be on par with the Azure Dragon only shows that the other party's methods and resources are a notch above mine!

Not wanting to lose face in front of his companions, he immediately concealed the surprise in his eyes and growled, "Kill them!"

The moment the voice resonated.

The Azure Dragon had already turned over fiercely, letting out a long, melodious roar, and with a series of muffled thuds, its two front claws cruelly sank into the Thunder Python's belly.

Two enormous figures filled everyone's field of vision.

Feng Shu and the others stared blankly at the sky, only realizing at this moment that this equally despairing method was the work of that young man surnamed Lin.

The other party is actually able to compete with the immortals from Hengshui in terms of supernatural powers and magic?

It seems that because they failed to detect the arrival of these aquatic creatures, others took the initiative and seized control of the situation, which is why they were at a disadvantage.

"hiss."

The Thunder Python slowly lowered its head, staring coldly at the Azure Dragon.

It has no front claws and is better at strangling.

At this moment, it showed no intention of attacking, because the lotus petals had only just begun to bloom, about a third of them.

In an instant, two more clear chirps rang out.

A gentle breeze and a sea of ​​fire erupted, and two agile phoenix figures soared into the sky from within, each transforming into strong and broad wings that connected to the body of the thunder python.

Azure feathers like immortal swords, fiery feathers that burn heaven and earth!

"roar!"

The snake grew wings, its body swelled again, and its roar was deep and thunderous.

Before it, the lifelike azure dragon was curled up like an earthworm, its two forelimbs being forcibly squeezed out of its body by the lightning plasma.

This is the trace of a python swallowing a dragon!

With wings as sharp as knives, it tore apart the Azure Dragon's body in an instant. The Thunder Python fell from the sky like a giant pillar, and with a wide-open maw, it swallowed the long serpent whole.

"puff!"

Song Bingqian's figure shattered and reappeared in another place, his mouth spewing crimson blood that soaked his magnificent robes.

His eyes widened as he looked up at the colossal object above him. Before he could utter a curse, the cold gaze silenced him, and his entire body trembled slightly.

"What's going on?"

Wang Lang frowned, completely unprepared for the fact that his companion had suffered such a great loss in a single encounter.

Wasn't this method supposed to originate from observing a cultivator attaining the Nine-Turn Purple Heaven Golden Elixir, making it sound incredibly miraculous, yet it shattered at the slightest touch?

"He possesses the Nine-Turn Purple Heaven Golden Elixir, a divinely bestowed power!"

Song Bingqian swallowed the metallic taste in his mouth, his voice trembling as he tried to explain, "I misjudged!"

"..."

Lin Shu slightly raised her eyes, a sense of emotion welling up in her heart.

You certainly have insight.

He had used this move so many times, encompassing the geniuses of the Qi and Yu families, yet not a single one knew what it was, as if a pearl had been covered in dust.

Finally, someone recognized it.

Unfortunately... you got it right, but there was no prize.

The python flapped its wings again, taking control of the sky, and the surrounding waters were quickly stained blue and red by its feathers.

Just like when a counterfeit meets the real thing, the difference is obvious to the naked eye.

If the Nine-Turn Purple Heaven Golden Core cultivator who had suddenly realized the vast blue sea were to come in person, perhaps Lin Shu could test the limits of his Lotus Minor Tribulation.

As for the methods that the immortal descendants imitated, let's just forget about them.

"Territory seized! Beware!"

Song Bingqian quickly realized that something was wrong.

In fact, he didn't need to remind them; the others had already noticed something was amiss.

The remaining figures in the air shattered one by one, and the few immortal descendants who seemed to be standing together talking were now forced out of the scene in a sorry state.

They were scattered in four different places, far apart from each other, and were not as careless as they appeared on the surface.

"If I misjudged it, so be it."

"I dare to fool even the Demon King, how could I possibly be defeated by a mere Nine-Turn Golden Core cultivator like you?"

Wang Lang steadied himself, his face turning grim.

He could not only tease the Azure Fox, but also detect its Mysterious Cat in advance and eliminate it cleanly and efficiently. This was because the inheritance he received was the most profound puppetry technique in the Hengshui lineage.

"go!"

He gave a cold rebuke and waved his sleeve, scattering thousands of silver beads.

These round pearls tinkled and fell to the ground, transforming in an instant into a vast number of shrimp soldiers and crab generals, engulfing the small courtyard like a boundless ocean.

The soldiers transformed from the beads possessed an insurmountable killing intent within their swords and axes. Their auras were powerful, and their faces showed no trace of human emotion. They charged towards the youth fearlessly.

If it gets close, an ordinary cultivator would probably be hacked to death in the blink of an eye.

Even those with strong physiques can be killed by the evil energy.

"..."

Lin Shu flicked his finger slightly, and a small flag flew out, growing larger in the wind and quickly transforming into a giant banner three zhang tall.

The black banner fluttered in the wind, and the wolf on it, which had its mouth open and was biting the banner, suddenly opened its eyes.

These equally vast and insurmountable figures appeared out of thin air, their bodies radiating golden light as they surged forth from the abyss. Led by several golden-armored warriors, they advanced in orderly formation.

The flashing of swords and axes was dazzling, yet no sound was made.

Soldiers and generals derived from the spirits of the dead are precisely the best means to deal with puppetry.

Soon, the pearls lost their luster and covered the courtyard tiles.

Every time the Hengshui clan made a move, the supernatural powers they unleashed were profound immortal techniques beyond the comprehension of Feng Shu and the others. Let alone trying to deal with them, they probably wouldn't even be able to understand them before they perished.

But what truly left them feeling completely blank was the young man standing in front of them.

The descendants of Hengshui are already immortals, and each of them still has a specialty.

What should Lin Shu, who can use the corresponding methods to deal with each challenge with ease and even crush his opponent, be called?

"Sister She, get started!"

Wang Lang and Lin Shu each used their respective magical treasures to confront each other.

As he watched the silver bead fall rapidly to the ground, he swallowed hard and suddenly roared into the distance.

He could accept that Song Bingqian had lost the contest of wits.

Since their cultivation levels were not much higher than those of these rural demons, their true pride lay in the profound and mysterious nature of their methods.

However, those who are blessed with divine abilities are at the very top of the Golden Core Realm, so naturally they will not be inferior to the inheritance they have received.

The problem is that, putting aside the supernatural power, when it comes to spiritual treasures alone, the other party is actually able to outdo me!

In this situation, talking about saving face is tantamount to courting death.

The woman Wang Lang called out to was the one who had previously appeared to be of the lowest status.

Because the immortal clan to which this woman belongs does not live in water, and can only barely be connected with Hengshui, in short, her background is too weak, and an elder in her clan has just passed away, so her presence is not strong.

However, when it comes to methods of harming the enemy, she far surpasses anyone else present.

"call."

She had already been holding a green scepter between her fingers, ready to take advantage of Lin Shu's unpreparedness and deliver a vicious blow.

Suddenly exposed by Wang Lang, a hint of darkness flashed in her eyes.

However, she was quite confident in her methods.

Just as Sister She ruthlessly raised her arm, a soft whisper suddenly rang in her ear.

"Oh, it was you."

Lin Shu breathed a sigh of relief.

Aside from Wang Lang, the person he cared about most in the room was undoubtedly the owner of the Soul-Devouring Insect.

Getting injured in a battle is nothing to fear, and Lin Shu has never cared about it.

But injuries vary depending on the circumstances.

For him, having his cultivation devoured by the Spirit-Devouring Insects was almost equivalent to slowing down his earning speed, and he ultimately died at the hands of Young Master Qi.

"you……"

The woman stared blankly at the tall figure so close to her; she could even smell the faint scent of soap on his clothes.

But the moment those handsome eyes fell upon her.

Her whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.

That was the dangerous feeling of being targeted by a major overhaul!

Crack!

Lin Shu did not give the woman another chance to raise her arm.

He delivered a clean and decisive straight punch to the opponent's nose, and then unleashed a terrifying force that caused the head to explode in mid-air!

"Am I overthinking it?"

Lin Shu glanced around.

Even after the woman died, he still didn't realize that there was someone else nearby.

This seems somewhat different from the stories in which young masters and ladies go on outings, always accompanied by an unfathomable old man.

The reason he kept the power of his body tempering runes hidden was because he was worried about such an unexpected event, so that he would still have a chance to escape.

In hindsight, I was overthinking it.

As Lin Shu's gaze swept over.

The few people who initially couldn't tolerate even the slightest offense now froze in place like startled quails, letting the indifferent gaze scrutinize them.

The next moment, the young man's figure vanished from the spot.

And every time he appears, it is accompanied by the same sound of skull breaking.

The title of "Golden Core Invincible" is recognized even by the Heavenly Dao.

Even if they leave Yongzhou, they still have a say in the even more terrifying power of Hengshui.

Splash!

The water broke apart and vanished completely, along with the pythons and birds in the sky.

The night sky was dark, and the bright moon hung like a hook.

Lin Shu returned to the courtyard, dressed simply.

Apart from the few corpses that crashed down and the black cat that disappeared from the wall, everything seemed to be the same as before.

However, Feng Shu and the others remained standing there, unable to recover for a long time.