The Secret Way of Immortality

Ren Qing had already felt that the relationship between demon cultivators and strange entities was not mutually beneficial, and seeing the corpse elephant now only confirmed this further.

However, despite having a head full of tricks, he still needed to figure out the situation first.

Ren Qing moved through the soil, the lightless environment giving him an advantage.

He was currently in a giant cavern several hundred meters in size, the bottom of which was covered in a viscous, yellowish-green swamp that emitted a foul odor.

The corpse elephant was suspended in mid-air, countless chains piercing through its body.

Most of its spine was exposed, its body resembling a mine under exploitation, with hundreds and thousands of people digging into its flesh.

Next to the mine were a dozen or so earthen mounds, from which multiple powerful demonic auras could be felt, the source of the chains being the demon cultivators within.

In the open space was a crude altar, made of piled-up flesh and blood, engraved with various moon patterns, clearly related to the rabbit-toad cultivators.

The scale of the mining area was not large, as the corpse elephant had only recently transformed.

Relying on his Ghost Shadow and Null Strange abilities, Ren Qing fearlessly approached the corpse elephant.

He discovered that the people had already been zombified, and many even had their souls completely gone.

The half-corpses, under the influence of magical artifacts, stiffly swung their mining picks.

Newly transported corpses were randomly discarded within the mine, and due to the demonic aura emitted by the corpse elephant, they would soon rise up.

Ren Qing suddenly understood why the zombie demon cultivators wanted to zombify all the people.

As a labor force, half-corpses do not need rest or food, and other than being unable to reproduce, they have almost no drawbacks.

The demon cultivators played the role of corpse herders, using magical artifacts similar to gongs to command the half-corpses and transport flesh and blood to the altar.

Most of the flesh and blood was consumed by the demon cultivators inside the earthen mounds, with only a small portion used as materials for the altar, resulting in very slow progress.

It felt like the corpse elephant's situation was not optimistic, being firmly bound to the ground by the demon cultivators, with a hint of overexploitation.

Ren Qing revealed a gloating smile.

Relying on his Null Strange ability, no demon cultivator other than the pseudo-Yang God realm corpse elephant itself could detect him.

After all, the upper limit of demon cultivators was the Nascent Soul stage, which was equivalent to the Yin Messenger realm, and they had also taken shortcuts by relying on strange entities.

However, he could not allow Null Strange to devour his presence for too long, as it would lead to a permanent loss of presence.

Ren Qing did not want to be forgotten by the world.

He maintained the form of the Dragon-Snake Ghost Shadow, but his body was reduced to a little over two or three meters in size, moving through the shadows between the chains.

The corpse elephant vaguely sensed Ren Qing, wondering why a fellow of such weak cultivation could escape the control of the demon cultivators, while also feeling a sense of anger at being ignored.

The ground trembled slightly.

It tried to figure out who the intruder was, but unfortunately, it was locked in place, and trying to break free was unrealistic, instead causing its wounds to bleed profusely.

Fresh blood flowed down its body into the swamp, where several seven- or eight-meter-long deformed crocodiles swam, their eyes filled with anticipation.

The corpse elephant tried several times but had to give up, simply closing its eyes and ceasing to move.

The sudden movement attracted the attention of the demon cultivators, and many people walked out of the earthen mounds, looking at the corpse elephant with surprised expressions.

Only the half-corpses were unresponsive, continuing their repetitive mining work.

The demon cultivators were unaware that an invisible black shadow had already arrived on the corpse elephant's back, hidden in the obscure shadows.

The half-corpses mined flesh and blood around the spine, the scene silent and monotonous.

The zombie demon cultivators lazily gathered in the corner, occasionally chatting, but mostly savoring the taste of flesh and blood.

Du Fang checked the condition of each half-corpse according to a specific route.

He looked to be in his early thirties, but in reality, counting the time he was buried in the ground, he was almost sixty or seventy years old, appearing extremely decayed after being dug out and transformed into a zombie by the demon cultivators.

Du Fang was mainly responsible for the northeast corner of the meat mine, with a hundred or so half-corpses under his command, a considerable force in the corpse area.

The sudden movement of the corpse elephant caused some of the meat ore to slide from the top, coincidentally crushing two half-corpses carrying the ore to death.

Seeing this, Du Fang quickly went to check, and after finding that the half-corpses had been crushed to pieces, his expression turned ugly.

Almost all the living and dead people in the corpse area had been zombified, and the number of newly born half-corpses was decreasing every day, making each half-corpse extremely precious.

"What's going on?"

Du Fang examined the surrounding chains, and seeing that the chains could still restrain the corpse elephant, he didn't pay too much attention.

He casually tore off the arm of a half-corpse and chewed on it.

Suddenly, Du Fang felt a sense of drowsiness, something he had never experienced since becoming a zombie demon cultivator, causing him to feel puzzled.

But the drowsiness was impossible to suppress, and instead grew stronger over time.

He squinted sleepily for a few breaths, then woke up startled, his back immediately soaked in cold sweat, his expression wary as he looked around.

For some reason, Du Fang felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say what it was.

He took out the magical artifact for controlling the half-corpses and said with a sullen face, "The dead act, the living stay away..."

Du Fang communicated with the gong, expecting the surrounding half-corpses to act according to his wishes, but unexpectedly, they ignored him.

He frowned and walked towards the half-corpses, but the distance between them grew further and further.

Du Fang thought that something was wrong with the half-corpses, and waved to the demon cultivators not far away, repeatedly calling out to them.

But the demon cultivators seemed not to hear him.

Du Fang fell into inexplicable fear, running towards the earthen mound as if grabbing for a lifeline, where there were zombie demon cultivators with even higher realms.

But before he could take a few steps, he felt the surrounding light gradually dimming.

The underground was already relatively closed off, so there were only a few candle lamps for lighting, but with the demon cultivators' eyesight, they could still see clearly to some extent.

Du Fang's situation was completely different, as if the light was forcibly being stripped away.

A faint mist floated up for no reason, and a biting chill permeated from it, the half-corpses in his vision disappearing one by one.

Du Fang stared at the corpse elephant in disbelief, suspecting that it was caused by alarming a strange entity.

"They all say that the Rabbit-Toad Immortal is about to descend, but the elders insist on stirring up trouble."

"Damn it, damn it..."

He cursed inwardly in a somewhat broken manner, his pace constantly accelerating as he tried to break through the darkness and return to a safe place.

But Du Fang seemed to have been pulled into an endless hell, although he could see the half-corpses not far away, they were only phantoms when he got close.

He turned his head in panic.

Hiss, hiss, hiss...

The sound of a certain giant beast breathing came, appearing extremely abrupt in the silent darkness, causing his heart rate to reach its limit.

Then Du Fang discovered that the darkness, which was originally like a stagnant pool, was actually boiling, and the darkness enveloped his body.

"This humble one did not intentionally provoke, it was really arranged by those four Corpse Immortals, they intentionally used the Corpse Elephant as nourishment."

Du Fang quickly knelt on the ground, knocking his head forcefully, blood flowing uncontrollably.

As he knocked, he suddenly noticed something, subconsciously looked up, and was immediately stunned by the scene in front of him.

A gigantic creature resembling a dragon and a snake opened its blood-red eyes, and there were three bizarre and inexplicable pupils on its forehead, making people feel chills.

The Dragon-Snake Ghost Shadow opened its mouth and swallowed Du Fang in one gulp, the latter screaming in despair, but soon being enveloped by darkness.

After Ren Qing shattered Du Fang's intelligence, it only took him half an hour to completely digest his memories using Dream Entry.

This also caused Du Fang to completely become a walking corpse without a soul.

Ren Qing's expression was strange.

He looked through the memories inside and out, but he didn't expect that the demon cultivators were born with rebellious bones.

The zombie demon cultivators learned from the corpse elephant that when the demonic aura in Jing Province was rich enough, the so-called Rabbit-Toad Immortal would descend to the Remnant Moon Layer.

They relied on strange entities for cultivation, and should have been in the same camp from the beginning.

But the problem was that the zombie demon cultivators had always regarded strange entities as cultivation resources, and had no understanding of the Rabbit-Toad Immortal.

If it were Ren Qing, he would also be guilty.

This led to the zombie demon cultivators superficially building altars to gather demonic aura and clearing the Wuwei Taoist Temple, but in reality, they had no trust in the Rabbit-Toad Immortal.

They used the corpse elephant to try to break through the limitations of the demon infant stage, but they didn't dare to go too far, which led to the current situation.

The altar for gathering qi was indeed being built, but the progress was like they were fooling people.

What Ren Qing had to do was to make the demon cultivators and the Rabbit-Toad Immortal completely turn against each other, at least not let the demon cultivators think that helping the Rabbit-Toad Immortal was more in their interest.

It's just a pity that it's not yet time to fall out with the demon cultivators...

How could Ren Qing forget the zombie demon cultivators' sneak attack on the Wuwei Taoist Temple, let's take a little interest first, as for the principal, we'll talk about it in the future.

Under his control, the Ghost Shadow was attached to the dragon-snake spine, like a sharp bone needle piercing into the flesh and blood of the corpse elephant.

Then it stirred.

At first, the corpse elephant only felt a slight, inconspicuous pain, but soon it was no longer calm, and the pain grew more and more intense deep inside its body.

Its long trunk swung, the heavy sound deafening, even the residents of Qingyan Town outside could sense it.

The dragon-snake spine directly drilled into the exposed spine, and then frantically absorbed the bone marrow.

Ren Qing was slightly regretful, don't look at the corpse elephant's huge size, but there was not much bone marrow in its spine, and the dragon-snake spine would soon devour it all.

The corpse elephant then went crazy, desperately trying to remove the foreign object from its spine, regardless of the injuries caused by the chains.

It realized that it was Ren Qing who was causing trouble, and its mouth was full of unintelligible roars.

The sudden change caused heavy casualties to the half-corpses on the spine, and even a few demon cultivators fell into the swamp, eventually being torn into pieces by the crocodiles.

The auras of four demon infant stage cultivators erupted at the same time.

The elders escaped from the black coffins in the earthen mounds, their bodies bound by a large number of chains, but only a portion of them were connected to the corpse elephant.

They looked at each other, and then suppressed the corpse elephant with chains.

Don't look at the fact that there are four elders, but the truth is that they share a soul, no wonder they were able to advance to the demon infant stage, they were somewhat related to a special physique.

"Corpse Elephant True Person, we are helping you attain enlightenment, don't resist anymore!!!"

The corners of Ren Qing's mouth twitched, they could even say such hypocritical words.

The corpse elephant trembled even more violently, and the elders did not intend to tear their faces, injecting their own demonic aura into its body along the chains.

The injuries gradually stabilized, but Ren Qing did not intend to stop.

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