The jade slip contained the full text of the Devouring Tribulation Divine Art that Fang Hong and Su Shan were currently cultivating.

Qing Ying was well-acquainted with the two of them and was not an outsider. Moreover, although this Dao Techniques was excellent, one might not necessarily succeed in cultivating it without sufficient opportunity and perseverance.

Therefore, Fang Hong did not feel there was anything improper about imparting this cultivation technique to her.

Qing Ying took the jade slip. As soon as her fingertips touched its surface, a wisp of her Divine Sense probed inside.

She had originally only intended to get a general idea of the cultivation technique.

But after merely glancing at the introductory summary, she was deeply stunned by the content recorded within!

"This, this is truly a peerless cultivation technique."

"It is far more powerful than my Golden Body Dao Techniques; they are simply not on the same level." Qing Ying exclaimed.

There existed such a unique body refinement cultivation technique in this world that could turn tribulations into nourishment for cultivation; this line of thought completely overturned her previous understanding of cultivation.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, are you, are you really going to give me such a precious cultivation technique?" Qing Ying still found it hard to believe and confirmed again.

That Fang Hong would so easily bestow such a top-tier cultivation technique upon her filled her with gratitude.

"It is merely a cultivation technique; it cannot be considered anything precious."

"Moreover, no matter how good a cultivation technique is, it is only a guide. Whether one can successfully cultivate it in the end depends on one’s own aptitude and Acquired cultivation." Fang Hong waved his hand dismissively.

"Let us not delay here any longer. Let us continue upward and explore the secrets of this snow mountain." Fang Hong looked toward the depths of the snow mountain, his eyes filled with anticipation.

After speaking, Fang Hong was the first to circulate the Devouring Tribulation Divine Art.

The Immortal energy within his body flowed slowly along the paths of the cultivation technique, and a peculiar suction force emanated from him.

He took a step forward and walked toward the higher reaches of the snow mountain, with Su Shan following closely behind, similarly circulating her cultivation technique.

The two walked side by side, completely unaffected by the surrounding Yin Wind.

Qing Ying carefully put away the jade slip and walked briskly beside the two.

She had not yet condensed the Law of Life, so she could not cultivate the Devouring Tribulation Divine Art for the time being.

She could only continue to circulate her Golden Body Dao Techniques, relying on the golden light around her to resist the increasingly intense Yin Wind.

The three of them advanced steadily toward the summit. As their altitude increased, the Yin Wind in the mountains became increasingly fierce.

At first, it was just whistling air currents, but later, the Yin Wind became like countless tiny ice blades.

It was several times more powerful than the Yin Wind Tribulation Fang Hong had encountered when he advanced to Golden Immortal.

"Excellent, the Devouring Tribulation Divine Art is indeed viable." Fang Hong felt the changes within his body, and a look of joy appeared on his face.

The fierce Yin Wind blowing against his body did not cause him any harm; instead, it was firmly locked by the suction force generated by the circulation of the Devouring Tribulation Divine Art.

Then, it was gradually neutralized and absorbed, transforming into nourishment to temper his physical body.

With every scouring of the Yin Wind, he could feel his physical body becoming tougher.

Su Shan’s experience was much the same, and a smile played on her lips as well.

The stronger the Yin Wind, the better the tempering effect.

The two even secretly hoped in their hearts that the Yin Wind could be even fiercer, so they could succeed in cultivating the first layer of the Devouring Tribulation Divine Art faster.

The two tacitly quickened their pace, climbing upward against the increasingly strong Yin Wind.

Qing Ying followed beside them. Watching the two walk as if on level ground in the gale, her longing for the Devouring Tribulation Divine Art grew even stronger.

She secretly made up her mind that after returning, she must condense the Law of Life as soon as possible to cultivate this peerless cultivation technique early.

Just like that, the three of them continued upward, and before they knew it, they had reached an altitude of three hundred zhang on the snow mountain.

The Yin Wind here was already quite terrifying, whipping up the snow on the ground to form white whirlwinds.

Caw, caw, caw.

Just then, a sharp and strange cry suddenly came from the snow mist in the distance.

The cries rose and fell; there seemed to be many of them, and they carried an aura of ferocity.

Fang Hong and the others immediately stopped and looked toward the sound.

They saw that in the snow mist ahead, dense white figures were rapidly approaching. Looking closely, they were actually large white bird demons.

These bird demons were exceptionally large, covered in pure white feathers, almost blending into the snow mist.

Their wings were over a zhang wide when spread, and their sharp claws were dark black, shimmering with a cold light; one could tell at a glance that they possessed astonishing lethality.

Moreover, the aura emanating from each bird demon had reached the level of a Late Stage Immortal King.

A demon with such cultivation would be difficult to deal with even individually, yet so many had appeared all at once.

In just a few breaths, about a hundred white bird demons were already circling above Fang Hong and his companions.

Their eyes shone with a bloodthirsty red light as they stared fixedly downward, constantly emitting strange cries; they had clearly marked the three as prey.

"Haha, I didn’t expect to encounter so many Late Stage Immortal King demons here; they are practically Immortal Pills delivered to our door."

Looking at the bird demons circling above, Qing Ying felt not the slightest fear; instead, her eyes lit up, and an excited smile appeared on her face.

The bird demons above saw that the people below not only showed no fear but were even chatting and laughing, and they immediately felt greatly provoked.

They emitted an even more violent cry, and then transformed into white afterimages, swooping down from high above!

Their sharp claws and hard beaks were aimed at Fang Hong and his companions, accompanied by a whistling sound that tore through the air; the attack was exceptionally fierce.

"Vile beasts, since you have delivered yourselves to us, obediently turn into Immortal Pills and aid our cultivation."

Fang Hong’s Immortal energy suddenly erupted, and he slashed fiercely at the void.

A silver light flashed, and a huge silver net appeared out of thin air.

This giant net was woven from countless wind blades; its mesh was fine, and it emitted a chilling aura.

The swooping bird demons were unable to dodge in time and crashed headlong into the giant silver net.

Only the sound of puchi could be heard in succession.

Those fierce bird demons were like fragile paper before the net woven of wind blades, instantly being sliced into several pieces.

Accompanied by a few shrill cries, the bird demons’ corpses turned into streaks of white light.

They finally condensed into round white demon beads, which rolled down from mid-air and fell onto the snow.

Seeing this, Qing Ying also immediately took action.

Three cyan Flying Swords instantly flew out from her body, turning into countless cyan sword shadows that swept toward the remaining bird demons.

Those sword shadows were extremely fast, each containing sharp Sword Qi.

As long as the bird demons were touched by the sword shadows, their bodies would be pierced instantly, and they would turn into demon beads before they could even let out a scream.

Su Shan also took action, pushing gently toward the sky, and a fist-sized golden ball of light condensed.