Seeking Fortune and Avoiding Evil in the Cultivation World Chapter 1466 - 680: Surviving the Calamity, Gaining a First-Grade Opportunity

Rumble~~

In an instant, the hundred and eight eerie entities within the Tree of Eternal Life showcased the terrifying resilience of law creatures—they were not of flesh and blood, but were primordial existences condensed from the Devouring Law, Silent Destruction Law, and Curse Law. To them, bodily destruction and power rampage were nothing but a brief disruption in laws.

It was fundamentally impossible to harm their essence.​

"Chieh——!!"​

A strange howl penetrated the trunk of the Demon Tree, echoing throughout the collapsed void.

The eerie entities, blasted into fragments by the backlash, had their broken law patterns rapidly reorganize. Dark runes spontaneously converged from the void to mend their damaged forms.

Even more terrifying was how they, ignoring the tolerance limits of the Demon Tree’s body, frantically absorbed the dense world origin from the void, as well as the malevolent essence stored within the Demon Tree. With each trace of origin assimilated, their auras grew stronger, and their wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.​

Some eerie entities, initially reduced to mere half-bodies of law, astonishingly recondensed sharp claws under the nourishment of the origin; some, burned by the backlash to mere strands of law spirits, reformed by the power of the void, with the ghostly green fire in their eye sockets burning even more fiercely than before.

The hundred and eight eerie entities, like a hundred and eight forms of indestructible malevolent laws, could rise from ashes even after backlash, and some even became more volatile than before.​

The Tree of Eternal Life awakened with them, its broken branches frantically sprouting anew, under the cracked bark, new eerie dao patterns burgeoning. Tens of thousands of roots burrowed deep into the void’s core, frantically plundering the origin, mending its own injuries while supplying the eerie entities with power. The runes on its trunk started to writhe and flicker again, emitting a heart-stopping demonic might—it sought to reverse the situation using the power of the eerie laws and completely devour Jiang Fan.

"Right, I remember now, these monsters can’t be killed."

"During the Ancient Era, many Mahayana Cultivators worked together to try and kill these monsters, but no matter how many times they were killed, they could always be reborn. It was truly terrifying."

"They are not ordinary Mortal World creatures; they must come from the Immortal Realm. If we cannot find their true weakness, continuing on like this, we will inevitably perish too."

"Indeed, in the Ancient Era, numerous Mahayana Cultivators were worn out and killed like this. These monsters, with just one counterattack, annihilated many Mahayana Cultivators, leading to the coalition’s defeat, with no chance to retaliate."

The Primordial Talisman Pen and other magical treasures showed great shock.

They recalled more about the events of the Ancient Era.

These eerie entities were even more terrifying than Upper-Tier Demons and seemed to be laws themselves.

No matter how many times they were killed, they could always regenerate, almost like indestructible beings.

Until now, the Mahayana Cultivators of the Ancient Times couldn’t find a way to kill them.

In the end, with no other choice, they had to invoke the Heavenly Dao of the Void Realm to perish together with them.

Otherwise, continuing like this, they too would have faced total annihilation.

From the outcome, it’s clear that the cultivators of the Ancient Era did manage to restrain these eerie beings.

Of course, the price paid was immensely tragic.

"Condensing Law, reborn by origin? Too bad, you’ve encountered me."

Jiang Fan’s gaze turned cold, having already seen through the essence of these eerie entities.

Before his words finished, Jiang Fan raised his hand, and spiritual light surged at his fingertips as a resplendent seven-colored beam shot skywards from his palm. Within the beam, an ancient and sacred lotus lamp slowly emerged—it was his Immortal Artifact, the Seven-Colored Lotus Lamp!​

The lotus lamp hovered in the void, its base a nine-revolution lotus platform, its petals shimmering in seven colors, corresponding to the seven innate dao principles. At its wick, a faint yet pure seven-colored Immortal Fire gently flickered, emanating a divine aura transcending all malevolence and laws. This Immortal Fire, the Innate Pure Yang Fire, could burn away evil, purify laws, and dissolve all sinister things—it was the bane of law-eerie entities and the Demon Tree of Eternal Life. ​

"Ignite!"​

Jiang Fan uttered a low command, injecting all his Power of Destiny into the Seven-Colored Lotus Lamp. In an instant, the seven-colored Immortal Fire atop the wick blazed forth, transforming into a boundless sea of seven-colored flames that, like the reversing celestial river, cascaded from the void, enveloping the entire tree and the hundred and eight eerie entities within its core. ​

The moment the Seven-Colored Immortal Fire touched the Demon Tree, it erupted in an earth-shattering spectacle!

Those writhing eerie runes, once contaminated by the Immortal Fire, melted and carbonized instantly, like snow meeting the scorching sun, dispersing into wisps of black smoke and vanishing into the void;

The eerie dao patterns permeating the tree’s trunk crackled under the scorching Immortal Fire, breaking apart inch by inch as the Power of Laws constantly disintegrated, and the previously overwhelming demonic might waned rapidly at a visible pace.

"How is this possible? This is the Immortal King Technique’s Seven-Colored Lotus Lamp, how did it fall into this guy’s hands?"

"Wasn’t it said that the Seven-Colored Lotus Lamp had long been destroyed by the Immortal Race? How can it now be revived?"

"We’re finished, completely ruined. The power of this Seven-Colored Lotus Lamp precisely counters us."

"This guy is indeed the reincarnation of an Immortal King; otherwise, how could he possess so many means."

"If we were still at full strength, we might have had a way to handle it."

"Tricked again, truly fooled this time. Regret is futile. Had we known, we wouldn’t have expended so much origin to hasten the Spiritual Energy Revival of the Void Realm. It’s like making clothes for others."