Chapter 2461 The Method of Killing and Devouring Spirits Has Changed
One day later.
Wang Qicang once again boarded the bamboo raft and set off. He looked at the magnificent mountains and rivers along the way, but the scenery before him was no longer the same as when he was a child. The sky was still the same sky, but the people were no longer the same people.
The celestial realm is governed by strict order.
Half of the land is a land of exile. Entering the land of exile means living among the ferocious beasts of the myriad races of the wilderness. Although the world is vast and boundless, the divine senses of these powerful beasts of myriad races are still vast and boundless.
Until later.
Wang Qicang listened to the sounds of all things and captured a few small monsters that wanted to kill him. He then slowly realized that this was the hunting ground of several important figures in the Immortal Realm, and the ancient ferocious beasts were their prey.
The myriad creatures thrown in were their food for raising beasts.
The stakes behind the hunting grounds are huge, involving thousands of factions.
As for demons, there are no more demons in the Three Thousand Immortal Realms, only some lowly hybrid demons that are not worthy of being mentioned in public.
Whether it's the Daoist temples and clan territories of ancient powers like the Changsheng Wang family, Changsheng Ye family, and Jun family, they are all located in this desolate land that occupies half of the Wilderness Heaven Domain. The secret realms, immortal bone phenomena, remnant formations, and forbidden areas of these ancient clans' ancestral lands exert influence...
The resulting natural areas for exile and hunting.
Even now, the most vicious and wicked 'sinful cultivators' from all over the world descend upon this domain. Wang Qicang used to be very afraid of those wild and ferocious beasts that roamed the mountains and rivers. Now, he only sees all kinds of beasts wandering aimlessly between heaven and earth.
Similarly, we also witnessed the despair of countless rogue cultivators struggling on the brink of death.
It turns out that the entire Desolate Heavenly Domain already belongs to the private property of a certain great figure from the Immortal Realm. The Desolate Royal Clan never perished in the jaws of ferocious beasts; they simply died in this era, a seemingly peaceful and prosperous time, an era that seemed to have stopped the bloodshed among all races.
just.
The way those people kill and devour spirits has changed.
Twenty years later.
Wang Qicang returned to the old Wang family residence, only to find it deserted and seemingly deserted.
That day, he sat alone on the cliff.
His expression showed no grief or pain, only calmness and composure.
When the Wang family patriarch forcibly sent them to the Ye family's ancestral land, it seemed to be the Wang family's last act, their last hope for survival.
The world is breaking into daylight.
He sat there all night, letting the mountain wind blow through him, until his gaze became deep as he looked at the distant, rising star.
This is also the time.
The earth trembled slightly, and a vast, oppressive force slowly descended from the heavens.
“There are still remnants.”
"Killing the Wang family bloodline would grant me sole control of a great star, the power to control millions of lives, and the ability to leave this place..."
"finally."
"Young friend Wang, I'm sorry."
……
A murderous aura filled the air, and magical power surged forth; dozens of cultivators had arrived.
But some people had subtle expressions and seemed to back down slightly.
They weren't afraid of the Qi Refining stage cultivator, but rather that after their bloodline completely perished, they would lose their value, fail to obtain the great star, and ultimately lose their lives. Back then, the Wang family's karma caused the deaths of many powerful individuals.
Those who are somewhat sensible are afraid that those powerful figures are using their lives to offset the karma of the barbarian royal family. It would be better to leave one bloodline of this family!
But not many people understand this.
One cultivator had already made a bold move. The palm strike that came at him was wrapped in surging magical power, tearing through the air and shaking the mountains and rivers. It was enough to turn a mere Qi Refining cultivator into a blood mist, destroying both body and soul, and leaving no possibility of dying in any pain.
Wang Qicang remained seated, the mountain breeze ruffling his short hair, his brows furrowing only slightly.
When that palm strike was only three zhang away.
He simply raised his hand.
It was as natural as when it first absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth 30,000 years ago.
Next breath——
Snapped.
The sound was extremely soft.
It was as light as breaking a reed.
But then the mountains suddenly shook violently!
Boom——
The cultivator who was about to strike stopped in mid-air, as if he had sunk into an invisible swamp.
Immediately afterwards, his entire arm, bones, spiritual veins, and soul shattered into dust without warning.
On the cliff, the wind still whistles.
Wang Qicang remained seated, only the lingering echo from his fingertips slowly dissipating.
That's the ordinary thing that a wisp of spiritual energy can do after refining it to the extreme purity and simplicity for 30,000 years.
The other cultivators froze, their pupils suddenly contracting sharply. A wolf in sheep's clothing?!
Some people gasped in shock, while others retreated hundreds of feet.
But some roared and charged, like pitiful monks who had lost their minds in their pursuit of a better tomorrow.
Dozens of magical artifacts, spells, and talismans fell simultaneously, as if to turn this cliff top into dust.
As darkness fell.
Wang Qicang finally stood up.
He simply exhaled a long breath, weathered by wind and snow for thirty thousand years.
As that breath was exhaled—
The earth shook violently, and the void suddenly collapsed.
It then transformed into an invisible, vast shockwave of spiritual energy, silent and formless, yet sweeping across tens of thousands of feet!
All the incoming spells, upon approaching him, were as if plunged into the deep sea, their light extinguished and their magic frozen.
Even the sound was swallowed up!
The next breath.
boom! !
Chi! !
The bodies of dozens of cultivators were simultaneously bent, cracked, and shattered by the pressure.
Like a snow mountain collapsing, it was calm and thorough.
"What?!!"
"How is this possible? He's a Qi Refining stage cultivator?! This must be a demon!"
"Such terrifying spiritual pressure... He's definitely not a Qi Refining stage cultivator. Should we retreat or flee...?!"
……
In that instant, the immortals were terrified, their faces turned pale, and they looked at Wang Qicang as if he were a monster. They had clearly seen through this boy when he descended, that he was definitely a Qi Refining stage cultivator and didn't even have a magic weapon!
Only Wang Qicang remained standing on the cliff.
He withdrew that long breath.
His gaze swept calmly over the last wisp of dust.
Some tried to escape, only to find that the world seemed to be sealed off—
It's not a formation.
Instead, it was the "accumulated spiritual power" emanating from Wang Qicang that directly suppressed the surrounding world.
Wang Qicang took a step.
The entire cliff cracked slightly, and dust and mist poured down, sliding inch by inch from his feet, but not a single piece dared to land on him.
This is just the first step.
A sense of despair rose in the hearts of all the cultivators—
They were not facing a cultivator of low cultivation level, but an old monster who had refined the Dao of Immortality to its extreme!
call out!
call out--
Several whooshing sounds echoed as they fled without looking back, frantically breaking through the 'spiritual intent' seal. However, Wang Qicang did not pursue them any further; he simply watched them disappear into the distance with a profound gaze.
……
Two thousand years later.
A young man named Wang Qicang appeared in the Desolate Heaven Domain. He became a target of the Exile Lands for protecting the ancient ferocious beast clan, and his Wang bloodline excited some people behind the scenes.
this year.
He was joined by three young fellow practitioners.
