Mortals cultivate immortality, and their IQ is playing with their heartbeats

#411 - Demon Treasure Hunting Team

As the array runes were inscribed on the stubborn stone, Li Chengfeng handed the stone, which contained a strong power of decay, to Old Demon for refining without hesitation.

Old Demon took the stone, his face filled with shock, he had never seen such an evil and powerful existence.

He quickly mobilized the flames from the bottom of the volcano, and streams of magic formulas poured into the stone like a flood. The flames intertwined with the power of decay, gradually melting the stone to a purer state.

At the same time, Li Chengfeng did not stop. He took out another sword blank and began to carefully carve inscriptions on it.

These inscriptions contained his deep understanding of the principles of decay and the power of time. Each stroke condensed his effort and wisdom.

As the inscriptions were layered, a vicissitudes and ancient aura gradually permeated the sword blank, as if it could see through the rise and fall of everything in the world.

Thinking of the terrifying power of the dust of time, Li Chengfeng's eyes lit up again, and the magic formulas in his hands became more firm and powerful.

In a lightning-fast motion, one inscription after another was accurately branded on the sword blank. With a soft hum, the sword blank seemed to be endowed with life, emitting bursts of powerful fluctuations.

After completing all this, Li Chengfeng once again handed the sword blank containing the power of time to Old Demon and Suzaku, letting them further refine it.

Three days passed quickly. When the sword blank and the power of the volcano perfectly merged, Li Chengfeng took action again, a magic formula struck into the sword, and the sword body suddenly burst out with a surging power, as if it could cut off the river of time and tear the space barrier.

Afterwards, Li Chengfeng sealed the newly refined sword into the sword furnace and began a more refined sword refining process.

With a thought, the remaining seven swords also seemed to respond to his call, and they came out one after another, spinning excitedly around him, showing intimacy and loyalty.

Li Chengfeng no longer hesitated. He knew that his understanding of Qi refining had reached a new level, so he once again carved those profound inscriptions on the swords.

Each stroke contained his understanding and mastery of the laws of heaven and earth, which greatly increased the power of these swords, as if they could cut off all obstacles in the world.

After completing all this, Li Chengfeng and Old Demon cooperated tacitly, taking turns to refine the sword.

They worked day and night, and time flew by. In the blink of an eye, several months had passed.

However, during this period, Li Chengfeng's strength improved by leaps and bounds. He was not delayed by refining the sword, but became more powerful by constantly absorbing the fire spirit power from the bottom of the volcano.

These fire spirit powers not only poured into his body, and were transformed into his own cultivation and power, he also skillfully used these powers to form a small volcano in his hell space and the world space respectively.

These volcanoes not only stored a large amount of energy, but also provided great convenience and assistance for his future cultivation.

As time passed, the power of these volcanoes was also constantly increasing, and they seemed to become the source and symbol of Li Chengfeng's power.

In an instant, nine years had passed. During these nine years, he and Old Demon worked side by side, day and night.

Both of them gained something. Little Suzaku tempered in the shadow of the sword. They took turns, deeply understanding the essence of swordsmanship, and also absorbed the surging power of volcanic magma, which was very enjoyable.

Only Old Demon's admiration for Li Chengfeng was like the water of a river, endless. He felt that he was integrated into the embrace of fire, like a phoenix reborn, and gained a new life.

Today, the nine flying swords finally awakened after being silent. Under Li Chengfeng's careful carving, the buzzing sounds rose and fell, shaking the surrounding arrays and seals. Although they did not break through the world, they caused the magma to churn, forming a spectacular scene, and the lingering sound lingered for a long time.

Seeing that the sword was about to be completed, a look of worry suddenly appeared between Li Chengfeng's eyebrows, and he felt an ominous premonition.

Sure enough, in the distant sky, more than ten cultivators came on clouds, aggressively. The two leading Core Formation stage experts, wearing black robes, their faces hidden in the darkness, could not escape Li Chengfeng's sharp eyes. He recognized their Demon Realm identity at a glance. They were undoubtedly members of the Demon Race.

Accompanying them were also two Core Formation stage rogue cultivators, willing to be pioneers, with humble attitudes, wearing top hats, and veils hanging low, making it difficult to identify their faces, but it was difficult to conceal their wretchedness and滔天魔气.

At this point, they no longer concealed it, their demonic nature was fully revealed, and they arrogantly announced: "When the treasure is in hand, you will all be greatly rewarded, and you can even be promoted to the Demon Race.

The Profound Light Continent will eventually become our territory, and you will be the heroes who opened up the territory!"

One of the round-faced rogue cultivators, Kong Bao, was full of excitement. He said excitedly: "I never thought that I would have such an opportunity, I will definitely follow the Demon Race to the death, until the human world is completely owned by our race.

I hope that fellow Taoist will say a few good words for me in front of the Demon King."

After saying that, everyone's demonic energy became even stronger, ambitious, vowing to turn this human world into a demonic realm.

Another Core Formation stage rogue cultivator, Wang Pu, was not willing to be outdone, and said: "Being able to serve the Demon Race adults is really the blessing I have cultivated in my previous life.

I have foreseen that the Demon Race adults will unify the Human Sword Realm sooner or later.

Here, our rogue cultivators have a difficult life, it is better to submit to the Demon Race adults.

If we can get a little help from the adults, maybe it can also help me ascend to the Demon Realm and become a true Demon cultivator, living freely in the world."

Their flattery caused the leading Demon cultivator Yan Fei to laugh.

The Demon cultivator Yan Fei said: "You two can rest assured, as long as you do your best, I will definitely not treat you badly. When you get that treasure, there will be heavy rewards."

"We found that the place was indeed abnormal?" Wang Pu said proudly, "The two of us went to explore for spirit stones, and we originally did not dare to go deep here, but for the sake of spirit pills, we had to take the risk.

Originally, the three of us were traveling together, but unfortunately another fellow Taoist fell. On the way, we found that place was abnormally strange.

The fire power of that deep pool is unbelievable, there must be a fire spirit. My companion was killed by the fire spirit. As for what it was, the two of us did not have time to take a closer look."

The leading Demon cultivator Yan Fei laughed: "What you said is very true, it should be right, it is there."

He took out a skull statue, with a demonic aura on it. The statue was lifelike, like a puppet or a puppet.

After worshiping in one direction, he pointed to that place, which was consistent with the place described by the rogue cultivator.

The leading Demon cultivator Yan Fei nodded: "That's right, we have gone through hardships, disguised ourselves as hateful humans to get here, and finally found the treasure's location.

This is the order of the half-step Demon Emperor. The indigenous sects of the Profound Light Continent are ready to make trouble. It is inconvenient for us to act directly, so we sent me and others here to avoid attracting the attention of the human race.

This time, if we get the treasure, our Demon Race's strength will definitely increase greatly, and the Profound Light Continent is just around the corner."

Their conversation was unscrupulous, because there were no other rogue cultivators around.

Li Chengfeng was on the side, listening to everything clearly, analyzing the situation in his heart and carefully planning.

Li Chengfeng, with sword shadows like weaving, his divine sense spread out like a woven net, capturing all the subtle movements around him.

His eyes flashed with wise light, as if he could see through the mist. Finally, the true intentions of the demons clearly emerged in his heart - what they coveted was the peerless treasure hidden in the depths of this volcano.

This secret was as hot as magma, instantly igniting the fighting spirit in his heart.

Turning his gaze to the front, the figures of the two Core Formation stage rogue cultivators who led the way were particularly dazzling in Li Chengfeng's eyes, like the brand of traitors,

Making him scold in his heart: "These two shameless people are simply scum of the cultivation world, they must not be kept!"

And those demon cubs are a challenge that he is determined to win. The supreme treasure of the Demon Dao seems to be destined to belong to him.