Dark Immortal Cultivation

Don't enter the woods.

Standing at the edge of the woods, an old saying suddenly popped into Zhang Qing's mind.

This dense forest, located deep within the ancient ruins, is vast, with countless large trees supporting layer upon layer of canopies that almost completely block out the sunlight.

Thick vines hung down from the tree branches and spread and climbed wildly on the ground, covering the ruins and relics.

Dark, deep, dangerous…

Although Zhang Qingqing could clearly see the fresh tracks left by the fleeing wild boar on the ground, his desire to chase it into the forest instantly faded.

It's hard to say what kind of monsters or demons might be lurking in this forest.

With his current cultivation level and strength, there is absolutely no need for him to take any risks.

never mind!

Zhang Qing glanced into the depths of the dense forest and prepared to turn and leave.

He didn't even want to send out the little puppet to scout ahead, lest this strange object get trapped inside.

At this moment, Zhang Qing felt a vague unease, which prompted him to decisively abandon the hunt.

But at that moment, something unexpected happened!

A chilling aura swept in silently, engulfing Zhang Qing in the blink of an eye and covering a large area around him.

Even though we were still outside the woods, the surrounding light suddenly dimmed, and tiny specks of white frost appeared on the grass and leaves on the ground.

Evil?

Zhang Qing suppressed the urge to turn and flee, his vigilance instantly rising to its peak, and he prepared for battle.

Because encountering evil in such a situation, turning away and running away is unwise, as it prevents one from reacting promptly and correctly to potential dangers.

The problem is that Zhang Qing can now sense the approaching evil power, but he can't see anything strange about it!

The woods were quiet; not even the chirping of insects could be heard.

But the chilling aura continued to flow and surge, further affecting his senses.

Zhang Qing's outward spiritual sense is being weakened and suppressed layer by layer!

What's terrifying is that within his field of vision, the surrounding space continues to darken, and visibility has decreased to less than twenty steps.

This is absolutely abnormal!

However, Zhang Qing still did not discover anything unusual.

His intuition told him that he couldn't wait any longer!

Zhang Qing suddenly raised his right hand and uttered the incantation: "Imperial Edict!"

In an instant, a bright light suddenly burst open in his palm and spread in all directions with lightning speed.

Mystic Light Technique!

This is a spell that Zhang Qing obtained by strengthening the "Spiritual Light Technique," which enhances its effectiveness against evil.

In the past few days, he has devoted a lot of time and energy to this spell.

Now is the time to draw the sword!

Yeah ~

The next moment, a sharp and unpleasant scream suddenly entered Zhang Qing's ears.

Just a dozen steps away, in the darkness illuminated by the Xuan Guang disc, a semi-transparent gray-white figure suddenly appeared.

Its twisted form was unlike a human, and its bared fangs and claws resembled a monster, its body emitting wisps of smoke as it was illuminated by the mysterious light.

It really is eerie!

Zhang Qing's gaze sharpened, and he suddenly swung the whisk in his left hand.

Just like when dealing with the ferocious beast, hundreds of silken threads transformed into a large net and descended upon the evil creature that had revealed its presence.

Just as the evil creature was about to pounce on Zhang Qing, it was suddenly enveloped completely.

Although it has no physical form and is closer to a soul or spirit, it cannot escape the shroud of the silk threads.

But the evil resistance was much stronger than that of the wild boar!

It continuously emitted sharp hisses, its body twisted and trembled violently, and it released a large amount of evil energy.

This malevolent energy, like boiling black water, frantically crashed against the large net woven from the whisk. Each tremor carried a bone-chilling cold, invading in the opposite direction along the shimmering white threads.

Zhang Qing's arm sank slightly as he felt a surge of malevolent energy along the whisk, his palm feeling as if it were being pricked by countless tiny needles.

A wave of numbness and soreness washed over me!

He felt a chill run down his spine, realizing how troublesome this strange creature was.

"Imperial Edict!"

Zhang Qing let out a low shout, his mind focused on the whisk in his hand, his true energy surging in his dantian, transforming into magical power that continuously poured into the whisk.

At the critical moment, he disregarded the significant loss of his true energy and went all out to suppress the evil.

And it is further enhanced with mystical light!

Hundreds of delicate hairs instantly shone brightly, and the spiritual power within them suddenly became sharp and domineering, firmly suppressing the evil resistance!

The mournful screech rose again, its sharp sound piercing the surrounding silence and causing the air to tremble slightly.

The translucent, grayish-white, malevolent entity swelled and twisted violently, its size fluctuating wildly. Countless tiny black shadows peeled off its soul and exploded, transforming into wisps of evil wind that attempted to tear through the net and escape.

However, after being imbued with the "Mysterious Light Technique," the whisk in Zhang Qing's hand became exponentially more effective at suppressing evil.

The evil energy that had just touched the silk thread instantly sizzled and dissolved completely.

Not a single thread can leak out.

Seeing no hope of breaking through, the monster went into a state of complete berserk rage.

It no longer futilely rammed into the silk net; its entire twisted soul suddenly contracted and collapsed inward, unleashing a surge of malevolent energy that multiplied several times over!

Zhang Qing suddenly felt a tremendous force surge towards him, and he almost lost his grip on the whisk.

But he was prepared, his will was as firm as a mountain, and he held on tightly to the magical artifact.

While struggling against the dying evil spirit, Zhang Qing pulled a talisman from his storage bag with his right hand.

A mid-grade talisman for warding off evil!

This was earned with his meager savings.

The next moment, Zhang Qing unleashed this valuable talisman at the evil creature trapped within the silken threads!

A burst of spiritual light exploded, instantly enveloping the evil.

The grayish-white soul churned violently under the scorching light of the exorcising spirit, constantly dissolving and fading, its piercing hissing growing weaker and weaker.

The originally surging evil energy was also rapidly dissipating!

But even in its dying moments, this evil spirit remained ferocious. Its remaining malevolent energy suddenly coalesced into a tiny black shadow, piercing through the gaps in the silken threads like a poisonous needle, attempting to break free!

At that very moment, a flash of spiritual light appeared on the peach wood whisk held by Zhang Qing, and it spontaneously generated wisps of electricity, which shot towards the evil creature along the whisk.

Click!

With a deep, thunderous sound, the black shadow that the evil had conjured vanished instantly.

Hundreds of silk threads tightened simultaneously, binding a silvery-white fragment.

Zhang Qing let out a long sigh of relief.

As the evil spirits vanished, the surging chill of the surroundings rapidly dissipated, the oppressive and dim vision slowly returned to clarity, and the gloom that had obscured the light of day completely disappeared.

Zhang Qing raised his hand to wipe the fine beads of cold sweat from his forehead, his gaze fixed on the still dark forest.

The evil entity he had just killed was terrifying.

If it weren't for the whisk in his hand, which unleashed its power at the crucial moment...

I'm afraid Zhang Qing won't find it easy to take him down!

He couldn't even imagine how many more terrifying evils and dangers lurked deep within this ancient ruin and dense forest.

If you had been greedy for prey and rashly ventured into the forest, you would have encountered even more evil.

It's highly likely that there will be no return.

Even the best opportunities require the right life to seize them; blind greed will only lead to self-destruction!

Zhang Qing sighed inwardly.

Without the slightest hesitation, he decisively used his movement technique to quickly leave this dangerous area.