Seeking Fortune and Avoiding Evil in the Cultivation World

Chapter 1362: Chapter 629: Surviving the Calamity, Obtaining a First-Grade Opportunity

It seemed to embody the aura of death, corrosion, madness, decay, and more.

Once contaminated, even a Mahayana Cultivator would face a path of death.

Clearly, this was the ultimate method of Ancient Demons—curses.

Before dying, they harbored endless hatred and resentment, which transformed into terrifying curses intending to kill this human cultivator; even in death, they wanted someone to perish with them.

“Fools, you think curses can harm me?!”

Jiang Fan’s expression was very calm, and he immediately consumed a large number of Luck Points from within himself.

Instantly, his entire body was enveloped in a golden glow, as if it had transformed into a Merit Shield, covered in mysterious runes, resembling a Supreme Dao Scripture.

Boom~~~

Immediately, the curse attacked, but it was effortlessly blocked by the golden shield, while the internal curse was quickly dispelled by this mysterious power.

The curse capable of slaying a Mahayana Cultivator vanished unnoticed.

“Not bad, just a mere hundred million Luck Points?”

“It’s merely a drop in the ocean.”

Jiang Fan raised an eyebrow, feeling quite satisfied.

Originally, he thought it would consume more Luck Points to resist this curse.

But now, it seems he overestimated the curse power within these Ancient Demons.

Perhaps due to the passage of time, the curse power within them dissipated gradually over the years, preventing a significant effect.

Regardless, the ultimate curse methods of these demons could harm other cultivators but not him.

Dong!

At this moment, a message instantly entered the depths of his consciousness: “You have arrived near the Kunpeng Nest, quickly uncovering the truth that this Kunpeng Nest seals numerous Ancient Demons. After a fierce battle, you finally slew all these Ancient Demons, earning you ten billion Luck Points and a First-Grade Opportunity.”

“This.”

Perceiving this message, Jiang Fan’s pupils contracted; he couldn’t believe he had obtained so many Luck Points this time, a total of ten billion. It’s an unprecedented harvest and the greatest yield from all his tribulations.

This is practically unbelievable.

But upon careful consideration, though the Kunpeng Nest posed no great danger this time, the peril within was tremendously horrifying.

After all, if these Ancient Demons escaped, the harm they’d inflict upon the Spirit Ruins Realm would be unimaginable.

At that time, it would lead to the devastation of numerous life forms, causing countless casualties.

Therefore, it’s only natural to earn such an array of Luck Points.

This is equivalent to saving the Spirit Ruins Realm once.

Buzzing~~~

At this moment, the surrounding void suddenly vibrated, and a golden light illuminated.

Time and space seemed to stand still at this moment.

In the next instant, a vast phantom spanning millions of miles slowly manifested from the collapsing space fissure—it was the Kunpeng Primordial Spirit.

Neither gold nor jade, neither qi nor mist, the Primordial Spirit’s form was forged from ancient celestial light and space origin, flowing with a sacred brilliance of golden and dark blue intertwined. Spread its wings, it obscured the shattered sky. Each feather strand was a living spatial Dao, radiant and majestic, devoid of any ferocity but inherently possessing the dignity of creation.

It did not utter the slightest roar, yet its Primordial Spirit aura permeated, causing the entire void to tremble madly like a resonant bell.

“Father?!”

Little Kunpeng Ming saw this Primordial Spirit’s phantom, body trembling in disbelief.