Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

The water couldn't wet the young man's clothes or hair.

pat pat pat.

It landed on the shoulders and heads of the people in Xiandu, the extremely dark halo spreading out and then settling on the ground, forming one puddle after another.

The water rippled and spread out in layers as raindrops fell into the puddle.

There was no wind; the black rain fell vertically, and the splashing water became the only sound in the entire azure secret realm.

Silence reigned.

here.

Cold sweat mingled with rainwater on Zuo He's forehead, sliding down his cheek.

Yun Ping then stood before this once arrogant Immortal of the Immortal Capital, a terrifying, demonic grin on his face.

Quiet.

Too quiet.

In response to Yunping's question, "Want to see?"

No one dared to answer.

Zuo He dared not.

Xu Ming, the deputy city lord of Huxin City, dared not.

The rest of the immortal cultivators didn't dare to speak up.

They all fell silent, becoming completely mute.

Despite the black rain of negative emotions that had been accumulating for so long, it continued to seep into their skin and reach their souls, pouring anger, hatred, and resentment into their minds.

but.

Negative emotions can be countered.

A tremendous rage can be offset by the fear of witnessing death, and a blood feud that could unleash mountains of corpses and seas of blood can be overwhelmed by pain that reaches the very soul.

Yes.

The rain has been falling.

The anger and hatred absorbed by the Land of Living Beings continued to grow, gradually maturing into a towering tree in the hearts of all the cultivators in the Immortal Capital.

but.

Yunping's words, the black flames flickering in his palm, and the fear brought by the demonic aura symbolizing evil spirits were enough to burn away the roots of the tree of hatred in their hearts.

Zuo He's body trembled uncontrollably. He clearly saw a hint of mockery and ridicule in the bloodshot light in Yun Ping's eyes. His heart skipped a beat, and he waved his hand hastily, shouting.

"All celestial generals, heed my command! Seize this rebellious demon!"

"Quickly! Kill him! Kill him!"

In an instant, with Zuo He's command, the rest of the people in Xiandu also reacted.

Their hands flew out incantations and magic, their eyes wide and their arms trembling. Under intense and merciless fear, there was only one thing they could do.

With all their might and at the risk of everything, they maximized the output of their spiritual energy, causing the 13,045 immortal generals to attack simultaneously and completely annihilate the source of this fear!

kill!kill!kill!

Immortal magic resounded, and countless spiritual energies surged wildly.

The immortal techniques created by the Immortal Capital are based on the Spirit Origin Techniques and infused with the Great Dao of Heaven. Although they cannot directly carry the Heavenly Dao, they can connect with the Heavenly Dao in the dark. Naturally, their power is several times greater than that of ordinary techniques.

The sky was filled with divine magic and celestial generals.

Each celestial general held a sharp magical weapon, and the powerful spiritual energy of these weapons even stirred up a violent tide of spiritual energy within the entire Azure Secret Realm. With these ten thousand celestial generals as the center, the spiritual energy within a radius of a hundred miles around them instantly condensed above Yun Ping's head.

"Slay the demon! Slay the demon!"

Zuo He roared angrily and ordered that he also circulate his spiritual energy, summoning his own magical flying sword. He then used the way of the sage to channel the mighty power of heaven into the sword. With a single finger, the flying sword shattered the sky and blasted towards Yun Ping in front of him with the force to destroy all laws.

It's not just his magical artifact.

Thousands upon thousands of magical artifacts were unleashed simultaneously, a torrential rain of artifacts covering the heavens—swords, spears, halberds, hammers… all sorts of magical artifacts mercilessly formed a tornado that enveloped the comparatively weak and insignificant Yun Ping.

In an instant, the winds of change swept across the land, and the heavens seemed to collapse.

Standing in the very center of the tornado, Yunping did nothing but stand quietly, his hands behind his back, his eyes looking straight ahead, his clothes and hair motionless.

next moment.

Accompanied by the raging of spiritual energy, the roar of immortal techniques, and the attacks of immortal generals.

Everything simultaneously bombarded the white-clad youth in the arena.

What followed was—

puff puff puff...

Blood splattered.

……

Even Ye Yuchan and the others couldn't help but look stunned, let alone Zuo He and Xu Ming and the others.

Before him, the young man in white, facing such a massive and terrifying storm, actually neither dodged nor took any defensive measures, but simply stood there, doing nothing.

His entire body was pierced by sharp blades. The scorching flames and freezing marks left on his body by the immortal magic. Zuo He's flying sword pierced directly through his heart, and even his head was pierced by the immortal general's spear.

It was an extremely bloody and terrifying scene, which appeared so realistically before everyone's eyes.

Hallucination?

No.

It is true.

Huang Luo—or rather, Jiang Shengxuan—stood bewildered as he stared at Yun Ping, whose body had been pierced so deeply that it could hardly be called human anymore. Moreover, he could sense that this was not an illusion at all.

……

died?

that's it?

Zuo He almost subconsciously opened his Eyes of Calamity, scrutinizing Yun Ping before him with the eyes of an ancient, primordial beast. After a brief moment of stunned silence, he suddenly burst into laughter.

"It's gone, really gone!!"

"His physical body was completely dead at that moment!"

"What demon? What real demon... Are you kidding me? Hahahaha..."

The brain was pierced, and the heart was pierced as well...

All eyes were fixed on the person who had previously brought them endless fear.

He just died like that?

They used their spiritual energy to scan Yun Ping in disbelief, and after a brief moment of stunned silence, almost everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

But he had only just managed to catch his breath.

Click, click...

The sound of something breaking.

Everyone was startled by the sound and instinctively looked ahead.

Suddenly, the dozen or so immortal generals who were holding long spears that pierced Yun Ping's head began to tremble violently, and the magical spears in their hands shattered in the next second.

Visible to the naked eye...

The horrific blood hole on Yunping's face healed at an extremely fast speed, returning to its original state as if he had not suffered any damage at all.

He stared silently at the dumbfounded Zuo He ahead, then took a step forward.

The immortal general who had inserted the magic weapon into Yun Ping's body felt an overwhelming and terrifying force. He immediately stumbled and fell to the ground, his massive body and the magic weapon being dragged along by Yun Ping.

He casually reached out and grasped Zuo He's flying sword at his chest, giving it a gentle squeeze.

The powerful black flames engulfed the entire flying sword, turning it to ashes in less than half a second and disappearing without a trace.

"Didn't I tell you?"

"The devil is against me. If pain is fatal to instinct, then it is fatal to the devil..."

"On the contrary, it is an excellent medicine."

He casually grabbed the head of the immortal general beside him. The latter was trying to pull the scythe out of Yun Ping's body, but before he could exert any force, his helmet was crushed by Yun Ping on the spot.

The immortal general at the peak of the Void Realm died instantly, and even his rare and precious helmet was crushed to pieces.

"Since you say I am a demon, then I will show you what a demon really is."

As soon as he finished speaking...

Yunping stomped his right foot on the ground.

As his foot landed, the ground did not shake or collapse, but an extreme blackness rapidly spread outward from the sole of his foot.

Upon touching this black celestial general, his body immediately twitched and convulsed. The magical artifacts and spiritual energy that constituted his existence were instantly engulfed by a ball of black flames, and within a few seconds, they were burned to ashes along with his spiritual energy!

In an instant, all the hundred magical artifacts hanging on Yunping's body turned to ash, and within dozens of meters of him, there were no more immortals or generals.

He suddenly looked up, his gaze first landing on Xu Ming.

The deputy city lord of Lake City felt a sudden tremor in his heart and hurriedly summoned his natal magic weapon.

Before he could react, a snow-white figure traversed a hundred meters and appeared out of thin air in front of him.

A palm strike landed!

Snapped!

Xu Ming's natal flying sword shattered with a crash, and his entire body was smashed into a bloody mist in the blink of an eye!

Before the dissipating soul could escape, it was entangled by a wisp of ghostly fire and burned to ashes in the blink of an eye!

Upon witnessing this scene, everyone was struck dumb, as if by a bolt from the blue, and was immediately filled with horror.

Xu Ming, a peak Void Realm cultivator, was simply killed?!