Seeking Fortune and Avoiding Evil in the Cultivation World

However, how overbearing is the True Sun Fire, the moment it touched the black mist, it made a ”sizzling” sound, the black mist quickly dissipating as snow meets the sun.

”It’s over.”

Bone-devouring Daoist let out a miserable scream, his entire body enveloped by the True Sun Fire, starting to burn fiercely.

In just one breath, he was burned to ashes.

No matter how his cultivation was before, facing this domineering power was of no avail.

”Run quickly.”

The remaining Nascent Soul Demon Cultivators saw this scene and instantly lost their courage, not daring to resist any longer.

After all, even the Bone-devouring Daoist was instantly killed. They too would likely be slaughtered in one blow.

Staying here was certainly a path to death.

They scattered in all directions at the first opportunity, attempting to escape.

Unfortunately, this area was already shrouded by the Heaven-Covering Wheel Talisman.

Even using instant teleportation would result in crashing into the barrier, making escape impossible.

The next second, flames released by the Great Sun Buddha Mirror had already formed a gigantic net of fire, firmly trapping them.

Wherever the flames reached, the space distorted, and demonic cultivators’ Nascent Souls let out horrific screams in the fire as their flesh rapidly carbonized in the high heat.

In just an instant, fifteen Nascent Soul Demon Cultivators were reduced to ashes.

Undoubtedly, Jiang Fan’s power after ascending to the fourth layer of the Nascent Soul had become unimaginably stronger than before.

Moreover, the power of the Great Sun Buddha Mirror was especially effective against these cultivators of the Primordial Demon Sect.

Adding up all these factors, this group of Nascent Soul Demon Cultivators couldn’t even withstand a single breath and were all burned to death.

”And this altar, it must be destroyed immediately.”

Jiang Fan’s eyes revealed a trace of cold light.

His gaze fell upon the eerie demon sacrificial altar in the center of the battlefield.

The altar was built from pitch-black demon stones, etched with twisted runes, and around it stood massive black stone pillars, each topped with a demon orb emitting a ghastly green light. Chains wound around them, hanging with countless vengeful spirits, whose wails sounded continuously.

In an instant, the golden light from the Great Sun Buddha Mirror surged, and the True Sun Fire swept towards the demon sacrificial altar like a torrent.

The moment the flames touched the altar, the runes on the surface of the demon stones flickered wildly, trying to resist the flames’ corruption.

However, under the scorching of the True Sun Fire, the demon stones began to melt, emitting a ’sizzling’ sound, and black smoke rose into the air, permeating the area with a foul stench.

The black stone pillars of the altar collapsed one after another, the demon orbs enveloped in flames, bursting into dazzling light before shattering entirely. Chains broke apart, and the trapped spirits were released in the fire, dissipating into sparkles of starlight.

With the collapse of the altar, a powerful energy storm spread outward from the altar, splitting the ground with cracks as the demonic qi receded like a tide.

In an instant, this area turned into ruins.

Dong~~

At this moment, as the group of Nascent Soul Demon Cultivators died, black curses of light instantly locked onto Jiang Fan’s qi mechanism, attempting to curse him.

Without a doubt, this was the infamous Demon Curse of the Nascent Soul Demon Cultivators.

Once a Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator is killed, one would be cursed.

This way, the demon cultivators would sense the opponent’s presence, and the opponent would be continuously hunted until completely destroyed by the demon cultivators.

Bang~~

Immediately, the power of the Demon-Vibrating Bell began to resonate, instantly enveloping Jiang Fan in an invisible barrier, blocking and even easily dispelling these curses.

Without a doubt, under the protection of the Demon-Vibrating Bell, the Demon Dao curse could do nothing to Jiang Fan.

Bang~~

Just then, Jiang Fan perceived a message that instantly sank deep into his sea of consciousness: ”You encountered a group of ferocious Nascent Soul Cultivators from the Primordial Demon Sect. In a desperate struggle for survival, you finally killed these Nascent Soul Demon Cultivators and narrowly survived. You have obtained a Second-Grade Opportunity and 1,500,000 Luck Points.”

”1,500,000 Luck Points?!”

Sensing this information, Jiang Fan couldn’t help but widen his eyes in disbelief.