Wang Xuan was already at the Pure Yang Peak realm, with Pure Yang Qi driving away demons and warding off evil. The Primordial Spirit he had originally refined, through the cultivation of three Cultivation Techniques and the tempering of the Celestial Tribulation, was several times stronger than before!

Other Celestial Immortals at the Pure Yang Peak, in terms of physique, Pure Yang Qi, Magical Power, and Primordial Spirit, were all inferior to him, not on the same level.

The Soaring Snake, equivalent to the Peak of Divine Infant, flew over, with wings spreading nearly two thousand meters, hissing and making strange sounds that made the listener dizzy and numb.

Its pair of eyes fixed on Wang Xuan, and a blaze arose in Wang Xuan’s heart, a fire of spirit and desire intending to burn him to ashes.

Along with a snake tail whipping down like a collapsing mountain, it launched a three-pronged attack towards Wang Xuan, showing the Soaring Snake’s caution.

The land turned dark, Wang Xuan roared, his flesh body grew as soon as it met the wind, and in the blink of an eye, he transformed into a hundred-meter-tall giant. His muscles were robust, his flesh shone with a golden light, as he wielded a long saber and swept it across.

Like a primitive man from the prehistoric era fighting wild beasts, the Evil Qi condensed into form around Wang Xuan, and as the urge to kill rose in his heart, all his killing instincts awakened, turning him into a precise and terrifying killing machine.

In his mind, the Divine Sword slashed, dispersing the Soaring Snake’s spiritual attack. The golden Primordial Spirit Sword shot out at lightning speed.

The Primordial Spirit Sword, striking after being launched, directly pierced through the opponent’s head, attacking its Primordial Spirit. How sharp the Primordial Spirit Sword was, let alone being the nemesis of living beings’ Primordial Spirits, made the Soaring Snake howl painfully.

The hundred-meter-long saber at the Peak of Heaven Grade subsequently fell on the Soaring Snake, causing sparks to fly and several scales to fall off. The long saber cut into the Soaring Snake’s flesh, causing its boiling blood to spray out.

Bathtub-sized Blood Pearls fell to the ground, and the soil within several hundred meters rapidly crystallized, generating a special energy material. Trees that came into contact with it were directly corroded and dissolved, unable to withstand such energy.

"Human! You deserve to die!" This Soaring Snake had lived for thousands of years, reigning as king in this region, never having been so offended.

It knew that the Ten Thousand Beasts Realm had suffered heavy damage, with all five Venerables perishing, but it and many Demon Kings believed that given several decades, the Venerables could reincarnate and return!

As long as the World Origin of the Ten Thousand Beasts Realm was intact, they had a glimmer of hope. After all, what made Immortals immortal was their difficulty to be eradicated; even if wiped out, they had means of resurrection.

Even if only a drop of blood, a single cell remained, under the empowerment of the World Origin Power, they could be reborn in blood.

They, the Ten Thousand Beasts Realm, still had hope!

"Big words." Wang Xuan laughed heartily, his flesh body providing him with endless power, seeming as though he could fight indefinitely. This was the metamorphosis of Creation Magical Power after advancing to Pure Yang, another deep transformation of the flesh body.

The long saber in his hand shot out like a Flying Sword, waiting for an opportunity beside the Soaring Snake. The Primordial Spirit Sword repeatedly charged into its Sea of Consciousness, slashing its Primordial Spirit but not entangling with it.

"Die!"

With a furious roar, Wang Xuan attacked the Soaring Snake bare-handed. His flesh body, nourished by the Creation True Scripture, tempered by the Mixed Element Martial Scripture, and empowered by the Divine Elephant Golden Bell Shield, had strength comparable to the weapon of a Divine Infant cultivator.

The Divine Elephant Illusion enveloped his skin, thin yet containing profound defensive power. Meanwhile, his flesh, bones, and organs, once tempered by the Human Pill Technique, were as strong as a Divine Infant cultivator, with his cultivation level advancing from Peak of Earth Immortal to Peak of Celestial Immortal, his Golden Body breaking through many limits, reaching a higher level.

Confidently, Wang Xuan directly collided with the massive body of the Soaring Snake, and with a loud bang, both retreated. The Soaring Snake crashed into Black Mountain, causing the mountains to crumble and the earth to split.

Wang Xuan flew back several dozen miles, his body somewhat numb and aching, but otherwise unharmed.

The Soaring Snake’s vertical pupils were fixed on Wang Xuan. It hadn’t expected Wang Xuan’s flesh body to be so strong, not at all inferior to its own, and even seemed more solid due to his massive physique.

Wang Xuan scanned the surroundings; five or six Lower-Rank Demon Kings were eyeing him fiercely, yet he was unconcerned. Surrounding him were petals of colorful light, gorgeous and beautiful.

Seeing these colorful petals, the Lower-Rank Demon Kings held deep awe in their eyes, knowing that touching these petals could be life-threatening.

Their eyes locked onto Wang Xuan in battle, aware that even one-on-one, none of them were Wang Xuan’s match, they could only attack in groups.

Even in a group attack, it had to be during Wang Xuan’s battle with the Black Mountain Soaring Snake Demon King, opportunistically launching sneak attacks.

"Only high-level combat power can affect me, for the rest of you small fry, no matter how many come, only death awaits."

With a cold smile, Wang Xuan’s Primordial Spirit Sword sliced through like lightning, instantly spanning a thousand miles, piercing through the Primordial Spirits of the six surrounding Demon Kings.

With just one strike, the Primordial Spirit Sword severely injured their Primordial Spirits, slashing them in two. The painful howls and the interference of Wang Xuan’s mental power left them mentally chaotic, temporarily losing all combat power.

The Soaring Snake King seized the moment to act, Wang Xuan, with a punch, settled mountains and rivers, landing directly on its head, just as the Celestial Saber at the Peak of Heaven Grade struck down, Wang Xuan, holding it, plunged the saber into the head of the Soaring Snake King.

The black scales, with astonishing defense, only sparked and were pierced by the saber tip. The Soaring Snake King’s body thrashed wildly under such injuries, blood dripping from its head, struggling in agony.

With the saber embedded, Wang Xuan was not in a hurry to pull it out, instead engaged in physical combat with the Soaring Snake King.

Each punch landed like a collapsing mountain, each kick could cause the earth to sink. Wang Xuan’s flesh body was as formidable as a weapon or machine, hard and tireless.

The clang of collisions resounded like Celestial Thunder, the man and snake’s fierce battle caused blood to continually splatter.

The entire Black Mountain had its flora completely wiped out in the battle, with most of the peaks collapsing, the original beautiful scenery long gone.

Three hours later, Wang Xuan’s vital force was still like a rainbow, combat power at its peak, able to keep fighting for another day and night without issue, while the already injured Soaring Snake King grew weaker with the fight, slumped on a peak of Black Mountain.

Half-covered in blood, Wang Xuan stood before the Soaring Snake King, looking down. The victor was unquestionable, and the Soaring Snake King’s gaze drooped in dejection.

In the Ten Thousand Beasts Realm, where the weak were prey to the strong, power had always been revered, and having lost now, the only thing awaiting it would be death.

Soon enough, Wang Xuan’s Primordial Spirit Sword was unleashed once more, its blinding light unleashed a powerful aura, constantly tearing the Soaring Snake King apart.

The Void Python appeared, devouring the shattered fragments of the Primordial Spirit, flicking its tongue as it eyed the six Lower-Rank Celestial Demons, leaving them trembling with fear.

However, Wang Xuan did not kill them, his spiritual cultivation suppressed them entirely, enslaving them one by one, turning them into puppets under his control.

"Summon your tribes and excavate Black Mountain, extract all the Spirit Stones within, but do not touch the Spirit Crystals, leave them intact," Wang Xuan commanded.

Spirit Stones were consumables and no longer useful to him, only serving as materials for array formations, while Spirit Crystals at the Spirit Vein’s core, if preserved intact, could be directly relocated and transplanted to the Mother Star or Star Hall, over time continuously producing Spirit Stones.

Thinking about it, the Immortal Martial Mountain must have an incredible Grand Array. As the True Disciples’ levels increased, the mountain they resided on would ascend because there were Spirit Veins in the mountains, and the Spirit Veins would grow abruptly to meet the True Disciples’ cultivation needs.

The power to cause Spirit Veins to grow instantaneously was imaginable.

The six enslaved Celestial Demons immediately summoned their tribes. Along with other races, tens of thousands of Big and Small Demons commenced the full-scale mining of Spirit Stones.

The body of the Void Python suddenly enlarged, its kilometers-long body overlooking Black Mountain, supervising these demon beasts, while its mouth swallowed and exhaled, extracting and condensing spiritual energy from the ores into masses of Spirit Liquid for storage.

Three days later, the center of Black Mountain had been hollowed out, with piles of Spirit Stones forming small mountains in the Star Hall, and a kilometer-long emerald-green serpent-shaped Spirit Crystal Stone emerged at the core of Black Mountain.

This was the core of the Spirit Vein, with spiritual energy from the Spirit Stones and ores that accompanied it, making it an incredibly valuable treasure.

"Good!"

Wang Xuan accepted the Spirit Vein, and the Void Python had already condensed a mass of Spirit Liquid tens of thousands of tons heavy, equivalent to a lake a hundred meters in diameter and several tens of meters deep.

With the Spirit Vein, Spirit Stones, Spirit Liquid collected, plus tens of millions of Immortal Peaches, half of the wealth from Black Mountain Territory was already in hand.

"Continue excavating the mineral veins here," Wang Xuan instructed the demon beast horde, sparing himself the effort. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

Overlooking the Black Mountain Territory from a high altitude, Wang Xuan had made up his mind, taking out various materials to begin refining array bases, preparing to set up formations.

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