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The Spiritual Medicine Mountain stretched for millions of miles, but the number of Demon Immortals could be counted on one hand. If the Demon Immortal wasn't a Holy Lord, he would be one of the most powerful creatures in the mountain range. The Demon Immortal was one of the Earthly Immortals, and the Holy Lord could cause even the Demon Immortals to prostrate themselves in worship.

The techniques of the Demon Immortals were simply unimaginable. It wasn't Fan Wuji's first time seeing an Earthly Immortal, but every time he saw one, he would be shocked. In the past, there were eight Earth Immortals that fought for supremacy in the Hundred Kingdoms, as well as Gu Tongyou of the Heavenly Sword Sect, the First Emperor of Zi Ji, and the Earth Immortals of the evil demonic sects.

The methods of those people were something that ordinary people could not even dream of. Currently, the demonic immortal's immortal energy was surging unceasingly, like a monstrous wave that surged forward. As for the Demon Immortal and Fan Wuji, they continued onward toward the core region of the Spiritual Medicine Mountain.

This wave of celestial spiritual energy was as though it was real. The speed of the wave was as fast as it came. No matter if it was a Demon King at the Spirit Sea Realm or a Demon King at the Life and Death Realm, they could only tremble and prostrate themselves before such power.

About half a day later, he entered the core area of the Spiritual Medicine Mountain. This area had most likely been inhabited for eight hundred years. Ever since he was eight hundred years old, an Earth Immortal from the Five Elements School, conceited as he was, entered the core zone of the Spiritual Medicine Mountain and was killed on the spot by a mysterious existence. Even his primordial spirit did not escape.

The primordial spirit was the symbol of an Earthly Immortal; it was the sublimation body of the soul. The origin soul could leave the body and there were all kinds of mysterious abilities. It could even take over someone's body and use their body to revive them. There were some existences in the Immortal Soul Stage who could retain their memories and choose an unborn baby by relying on a secret technique to be reincarnated from then on.

The Immortal Soul Stage cultivators were Earth Immortals because they had primordial spirits, so even their Earthly Immortal avatars were secondary. However, that Earthly Immortal Primordial Spirit was killed. It was a complete death, and it didn't even have the chance to possess another body or reincarnate.

Therefore, in these eight hundred years, no human would dare set foot in the core area of the Spiritual Medicine Mountain. In the ancient history, only those seniors who had touched upon the dao could go deep into the core and escape unscathed.

However, there were very few senior members who had touched upon the Dao. Even the top eight sects of the Northern Reaches, which ruled over the Northern Reaches, had few people in their sect. They were the top people in the entire Northern Reaches. These people all had their hearts set on the Grand Dao, and rarely wandered about in the world.

After a long while, the Fey Immortal brought Fan Wuji to the deepest part of the Spiritual Medicine Mountain, which was the center of the mountain range. When he arrived, he discovered that the fog ahead of him was vast and shrouded by a mysterious power. Even the powerful cultivators were unable to see or hear anything.

It was as if that space had been separated by that mysterious force. It was as if the Spiritual Medicine Mountain and this area were of different dimensions. It was an indescribable, strange feeling.

Behind that area, countless demonic beasts were crawling on the ground. The weakest of these demonic beasts was a Life and Death Realm demon king. They were all densely packed together, and they were all categorized according to cultivation level. The stronger Demon King's seat was at the front while the weaker Demon King could only sit at the back. The Demon Race had always been like this. Their ranks were strict and they were clearly separated from each other.

At the very front, sit this three-headed lion. The three heads of these three lions were incomparably massive, and their bodies were terrifyingly large. The bodies of the three lions were much larger than a small hill.

These three lions emitted a terrifying aura, and their energy fluctuations were indistinct. However, every time they burst forth, they gave off the feeling that they were as deep as the sea, unstoppable.

The demon kings behind him were all Ji Realm ones, but some didn't even look at him and still looked at him with respect.

Needless to say, this three-headed lion was also a peerlessly powerful Demon Immortal. Furthermore, judging from his aura, he was definitely not weak among the Demon Immortals.

When Fan Wuji and the Demon Immortal Forest's Qingmo appeared here, the eyes of the hundreds of Demon Kings and the three-headed lion's Demon Immortals stared at the two of them in unison.

When the three lion demons saw Lin Qingmo, they humphed coldly for the rest of their lives in dissatisfaction. And the moment he saw Fan Wuji, there was an expression of surprise in his eyes.

"I say, idiot Lin, since you have come to pay your respects to the Holy Master, what do you dare to do with a human?" A sacrifice? However, this old man hated using living things as sacrifices the most. Do not anger the Sacred Master. " The three lion demon Immortals mocked him.

Lin Qingmo coldly snorted and said, "Regarding the sacrifice of living things, have you not done enough? I remember what you like best, tearing apart the bodies of the females of all races and swallowing them whole. Do you believe that I can report all of this to Lord Holy Lord? "

"You are slandering us. When have I, Sang Zun, ever done such a cruel thing? " The three lions and demoness, also known as Sang Zun said.

At this moment, the hundreds and thousands of demon kings were all staring at Fan Wuji with hatred and hostility. If it weren't for the presence of Lin Qingmo, these demon kings would have long ago swarmed over, tearing Fan Wuji apart.

Sang Zun glanced at Fan Wuji and said, "You little human kid, what do you dare to come to my demon territory for?"

Very quickly, Fan Wuji continued his performance. He admired and revered the Holy Lord, and voluntarily paid his respects to him. Even deep in the mountains, he didn't even hesitate to lose his life.

As the sound of his voice faded, all of the demon kings present stared at him with suspicion in their eyes. The reason why a human had come to pay their respects to the demon clan's Holy Master was indeed a reason that was hard to believe.

Sang Zun said contemptuously, "Human, can you trick that idiot Lin? Can you trick me? You must have other plans. I don't want to kill you myself.

Being this domineering, it was indeed worthy of the name of a Demon Immortal. With a single sentence, he forced others to commit suicide. Furthermore, he even said those words with an aloof and generous tone.

"Although you are strong, you cannot defeat my will. I can die in battle, but I won't commit suicide. " Fan Wuji coldly said.

"I don't care if you really come to pay your respects to the Holy Lord. It means nothing to us. Today was the day of the Holy Master's sermon every thousand years. How could a small human like you be worthy of listening to the voice of the Holy Lord? So, no matter what, you must die today. " Sang Zun spoke as if he was looking at a dead man.

"Lord Holy Lord." I have long heard of your great name, and have come all the way here. I want to see you, so I can die without any regrets. " Fan Wuji gloomily shouted.

At this moment, an ethereal voice drifted out from within the region. It was both masculine and feminine. The voice could be described as perfect, but no one could tell the difference between a man and a woman.2

"I've always preached the Dao, and it doesn't matter to me. Since you've come, sit by the side and listen carefully."

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