Longevity: Start Farming with Entries Chapter 663 - 524: Spring and Autumn Gu

On the Demon Ship.

After hearing the words of the Hundred-Eyed Daoist, the other two were also taken aback.

The two of them could easily see that the Hundred-Eyed Daoist had great confidence in his special divine technique.

"Aside from this, do the two fellow Daoists think that Celestial Hatred Demon Monarch would entrust with leading the elite army of the three major sects and the task of attacking the Southern Wilderness Cultivation Realm without any preparation?"

As the Hundred-Eyed Daoist spoke, perhaps too excited, dozens of terrifying scarlet eyes on his face opened densely, turning in different directions.

If others were present, they would definitely be horrified!

Only Huo Mingzi of the Ghostly Palace and Master Mo Tuo of Infinite Mountain, who often dealt with the Hundred-Eyed Daoist, could bear his appearance. Otherwise, even demonic cultivators would be unable to accept his visage...

This was just the tip of the iceberg with his eyes. Since he was called Hundred-Eyed, naturally, his body was covered with these evil eyes.

"Oh? Why do you say so, Hundred-Eyed Daoist? Could it be that Celestial Hatred Demon Monarch has other preparations?" The short and stout Huo Mingzi imdiately frowned and asked.

The Hundred-Eyed Daoist’s eyes closed again, and he let out a sinister laugh, saying, "Of course, to take down the Southern Wilderness in one fell swoop, I have prepared a heavyweight trump card!"

"After all, that True Monarch Wangyue is reportedly capable of withstanding the Demon Puppet of the Power Demon Sect and even escaping under a Tier Five Killing Array... Facing such a formidable opponent, I am not foolish..."

"Without absolute certainty, I wouldn’t hastily launch an attack with you two fellow Daoists."

After the Hundred-Eyed Daoist finished speaking, he casually turned towards the cabin, lips moving a few tis.

Monts later.

On the deck, a withered-looking gray-haired old man walked straight towards the three of them.

The gray-robed old man’s skin was covered with intricate patterns, retaining so characteristics of demon beasts from the Blood Realm, and also tattooed with so kind of witch pattern.

Although this person’s cultivation was only at the Early-stage Nascent Soul, his aura was extrely elusive, making it difficult for even the two to see through him.

"Spring and Autumn Master of the Witchcraft and Gu Race, greets the three Demon Monarchs..."

Upon seeing this person, Huo Mingzi and Master Mo Tuo were shocked, recalling so hidden matters within the Blood Realm.

"The Witchcraft and Gu Race... wasn’t it already exterminated... or could it be..."

Then the two suddenly realized, no wonder the Hundred-Eyed Daoist was so confident, determined to capture the Southern Wilderness Cultivation Realm at once.

"Spring and Autumn Master, how are the preparations for your Sacrificial Spirit Ceremony?" The Hundred-Eyed Daoist asked indifferently, with no emotion in his words.

Spring and Autumn Master smiled with a hint of relief, "I am fully prepared, and the life souls of the cultivators to be sacrificed in the ceremony, as well as the Nascent Soul cultivators within the clan, are all ready."

"I never expected that the Ti Gu of our race... would reappear in the world in such a manner... hehehe!"

"In the southern lands of Chu, there are beings of the Nether Spirits, taking five hundred years as spring, five hundred years as autumn; in ancient tis, there were the Great Chuns, taking eight thousand years as spring and eight thousand years as autumn."

"Our race’s Ti Gu may not compare to the ancient Great Chun, but it can still consu a millennium’s spring and autumn..."

The Hundred-Eyed Daoist showed a satisfied smile: "That’s good, after all, when I saved your descendants, I promised a life for a life, and now it’s ti to fulfill that promise."

"Spring and Autumn Ti Gu!"

At the ntion of this Gu, even Huo Mingzi and Master Mo Tuo’s expressions changed.

"It’s said that this Gu from the Witchcraft and Gu Race survived from the mutual devouring of hundreds of thousands of demonic Gu insects, the only remaining Tier Four High-Grade Demon Gu!"

"If the curse killing divine technique of the Ti Gu is unleashed, ordinary Nascent Soul thods cannot defend against it, and the attack of this Gu targets a cultivator’s lifespan. Once hit, it accelerates the loss of primordial life force...extrely troubleso!"

Even Master Mo Tuo, the copper-skinned monk from Infinite Mountain, seed to have a certain understanding of this Gu technique.

"But I hear that True Monarch Wangyue is a Mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, barely over two hundred years old when achieving Nascent Soul, likely still having a considerable lifespan left, at least more than seven hundred years..."

"Moreover, I’ve heard that wielding such an against-the-heavens Gu technique has many limitations. If the target’s lifespan is too long... once beyond a certain range, it not only fails to harm but results in a backlash from the Spring and Autumn Demon Gu..."

The Hundred-Eyed Daoist, however, smiled aningfully and said eerily, "That’s precisely the case, but with the addition of the Blood Spirit Soul Sacrifice Ceremony, it’s entirely different. At that ti, sacrificing the lifespan of a thousand cultivators to the Ti Gu, plus the clan leader Spring and Autumn Master will voluntarily sacrifice a clan Nascent Soul with insufficient lifespan."

"I refuse to believe that even if True Monarch Wangyue is still young, with the aid of longevity-extending spiritual objects, he would have more than a thousand years of lifespan left?"

"At most, he probably has seven or eight hundred years."

"Then the three of us only need to entangle him, letting Spring and Autumn Master secretly launch the Spring and Autumn Gu to execute the curse killing, ensuring absolute success..."

"At the cost of consuming a Tier Four High-Grade Demon Gu and a Nascent Soul Early-stage Demon Monarch’s lifespan, even if it’s a Late-stage Nascent Soul Great Cultivator, it’d be enough to take him down, hahaha!"

Hearing the arrogant and unruly laughter of the Hundred-Eyed Daoist, even Huo Mingzi and Master Mo Tuo beside him couldn’t help but feel a chill!

"Why didn’t you tell us about such a major weapon earlier, Hundred-Eyed Daoist? We wasted our breath trying to persuade you! In this case, what are we waiting for? Let’s directly attack the Spirit Nest Islands and then sweep the Southern Wilderness!" Huo Mingzi, hearing the Hundred-Eyed Daoist’s trump card, suddenly felt imnsely confident, revealing a bloodthirsty smile.

"This humble monk also can’t wait... I heard that True Monarch Wangyue once killed several of our Holy Realm comrades, so I’ll gladly enlighten him..." Master Mo Tuo put his hands together, showing a strange smile on his face.

...

Days later.

Outside the Spirit Nest Islands, black clouds rolled, demonic qi surged!

Hundreds of thousands of demonic army personnel launched a massive offensive with terrifying might.

"Lord Isle Master, I report! The Demon Sect has co knocking on our door!"

It was also the first ti Hua Tianxiong had seen such a grand spectacle. The countless demon ships and demon vessels filling the sky made this late-stage Golden Core Cultivator’s scalp tingle.

"Hmm, I’ve seen it already. Stay calm, let go and et these demon cultivators!"

Qin Ming nonchalantly tossed aside the book he was holding, then summoned his four beast pets and stepped out of the Cyan Wood Pavilion.

Before leaving, he instructed Mo Lingwei and Hua Tianxiong, "The two of you activate the Milo Celestial Array. Don’t worry about conserving Spirit Stones; if they’re not enough, go to the treasury to get more. As long as the Demonic cultivators dare step one foot onto the Spirit Nest Islands, just activate the array and strike them down!"

"Understood! We will comply with the Isle Master’s command!" Hua Tianxiong and Mo Lingwei bowed in response, and when they rose again, Qin Ming was already nowhere to be seen.

They hurried to the Array Core’s location to take command, charging the array with Spirit Stones, ready to launch an attack with the Tier Four Top-Grade Grand Array at any mont.

anwhile.

Under the leadership of Wei Wuya, Guu Qingzhao, Nalan Xi, and Fang Han, the Four Nations Alliance fleet also set out in full force, preparing to face this great battle.

After a hundred years of recuperation and developnt, the Southern Wilderness was revealing its true foundation this ti.

In the skies and on the ground, hundreds of thousands of cultivator troops were arrayed in formation, with colossal, impressively designed Celestial Patrol Battleships erging, like Primordial Giant Beasts slowly advancing...

It gave a suffocating sense of oppression.

Outside the Spirit Nest Islands.

Three Demon Monarchs of the Blood Realm gazed across the formation, stunned for a long mont.

The short and stout Master Huo Ming muttered in confusion, "Wasn’t it said that the Southern Wilderness Cultivation Realm was poor and backward? Did we co to the wrong place?"

"This is pretty much on par with a cultivation region in our Blood Realm, isn’t it?"

Hundred-Eyed Daoist, his face grim, looked at the balanced situation on the other side, sothing beyond his expectations as well.

"Hmph! No matter, the key still hinges on us. As long as True Monarch Wangyue perishes, the Southern Wilderness will naturally fall apart."

Just then.

A teasing young voice casually spoke:

"Oh? Are you fellows so eager for Qin’s life? The Nascent Souls of the three of you are quite useful to Qin."

As the voice fell.

The surrounding Spiritual Qi began to violently tremble, and then the void started to twist, as a massive and ferocious Divine Thought swept over the group...

Making the trio feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar!

Soon after, ripples spread in the space near the demon ship, and the figure of an ordinary-looking young man slowly erged.

Before the three could react, a towering giant rat appeared from sowhere in the void, instantly expanding to over three hundred feet, wielding a massive Black Steel Fork Spiritual Treasure, viciously smashing down on the demon army’s fleet!

"You demon bastards have set your sights on the Spirit Nest Islands? Today, I, your master, will make sure you don’t return! Take my Immortal Slaying Halberd!"

Boom!

Crack!

The Tier Four Great Demon’s demonic power erupted, a black streak cutting through the sky, blasting into the demon army, akin to a stone stirring a thousand waves, shattering the protective spirit shield and ships into pieces.

"Aaaah! Save us, Demon Monarch!"

The demon army was thrown into chaos, screams echoing as they called out for salvation.

Yet the Heaven-Devouring Rat’s Immortal Slaying Halberd did not lose montum, directly targeting the three Demon Monarchs leading the demon ship.

The Hundred-Eyed Daoist and his companions turned serious, as even with the strength of their Divine Thought, they hadn’t perceived how these two, a person and a beast, had appeared.

Still, working together, they did not panic or break formation.

Each summoned a Demon Treasure, their figures on the demon ship flickering and vanishing.

From the sky, a clash of Dharma Divine Techniques resounded, shaking the world and altering the very sky and earth under the hands of the Nascent Souls.

"So you are the fad True Monarch Wangyue? I’ve heard so much about you. Today, let see if you truly have the fearso power of legend!"

The Hundred-Eyed Daoist’s silhouette flickered, easily deflecting an attack from the Heaven-Devouring Rat. Unnoticed, a bronze-colored Copper Coin Ancient Sword Demon Treasure appeared in his hand, exuding the powerful aura of a Tier Four Middle-Grade Demon Treasure.

With a flick of his finger, countless fierce Sword Auras were released, enshrouded in black smoke, wailing as they slashed towards Qin Ming!

However, Qin Ming remained unfazed; his physical body was now so formidable that not even a Tier Four High-Grade Spiritual Treasure could penetrate his defense, let alone this Copper Coin Demon Sword.

"Perfect, I’ll use you to test the new lifebound Spiritual Treasure I’ve just refined."

With those words, Qin Ming ford a Spell with his hand.

Swish, swish, swish!

A subtle ripple spread through the void.

In an instant, countless cyan spikes erged, piercing through the void like a torrential rain, rushing towards the Hundred-Eyed Daoist.