Crafting an Immortal Race with Daily Hexagrams

The Wushi Puppet clutched the Netherworld Dog Filth Furnace in hand, and a formidable power of Divine Sense instantly invaded it!

As an Artifact Spirit, Wushi Qianrou had been desperately trying to prevent the other party from probing the most core secrets of the Netherworld Dog Filth Furnace.

But at this moment, Wushi Qianrou could no longer hold on.

After all, her strength was only equivalent to Shen Chongxu’s, and she couldn’t withstand the overbearing Divine Sense of a veteran Golden Core Cultivator.

The Divine Sense of the Wushi Puppet forcefully tore through the barrier constructed by Wushi Qianrou, revealing the Blood Puppet Avatar deep within the Netherworld Dog Filth Furnace, condensed from Shen Chongxu’s Soul Seed.

”So that’s how it is...”

”So that’s how it is!”

Upon seeing the Blood Puppet Avatar, the Wushi Puppet was initially stunned, but then abruptly burst into laughter.

After laughing, he suddenly plunged his hand into the Netherworld Dog Filth Furnace, extracting Shen Chongxu’s Soul Seed!

”If you do not cease, I will crush the Soul Seed of your Shen Family’s junior!”

”This action won’t kill him, but the consequences it will bring I need not explain to you!”

In the void, Shen Wen’an, holding the Dragon-Slaying Sword, frowned at that glowing mass in Wushi Puppet’s hand, which emitted the aura of Shen Chongxu’s Divine Spirit, and his heart surged with killing intent!

Originally, he didn’t plan on a life-and-death struggle with the Wushi Puppet.

He had come to see why the Sovereign of Fushan Country suddenly appeared in Yangnao Land.

Upon arrival, he heard Wushi Qianrou’s voice and realized that the Netherworld Dog Filth Furnace was Shen Chongxu’s Magical Artifact, and he simply wanted to take it back.

But now, the Wushi Puppet dared to threaten him with Shen Chongxu’s Soul Seed.

A trace of killing intent arose in Shen Wen’an’s heart.

”The sons of my Shen Family have never been afraid of death.”

”If you destroy Chongxu’s Soul Seed today, I, Shen, swear here.”

”Above the Nine Heavens, below the Nine Netherworld, I will kill you!”

”All of you who bear the Wushi bloodline in Fushan Country, my Shen Family will utterly wipe out!”

The icy killing intent firmly locked onto the Wushi Puppet; Shen Wen’an showed no sign of compromise.

”You...”

The Wushi Puppet didn’t expect the other party to be so resolute, and his hand holding Shen Chongxu’s Soul Seed trembled slightly, momentarily feeling it was a bit too hot to handle.

If he hadn’t initially taken out the Soul Seed to threaten, he’d have a chance to subtly let the Netherworld Dog Filth Furnace be ”accidentally” sent flying, and as the Sovereign of a Golden Core Realm nation, he wouldn’t be too humiliated.

But now, after threatening someone’s family junior, he was ultimately intimidated.

If he were to compromise, he’d become a laughingstock among the Golden Core Cultivators in the future.

The Wushi Puppet struggled internally, yet dared not go for mutual destruction.

He had already realized Shen Wen’an’s strength; if he truly crushed the Soul Seed in hand, provoking such a monster to hunt him down...

Then there would be no place for him in the vastness of Yangnao Land and the Southern Border.

More important, the Wushi Puppet didn’t think Shen Wen’an has already revealed all his tricks; who knows what backup plans he might have.

Golden Core Cultivators are exceptionally difficult to kill by any being of the same Realm, but he didn’t dare bet on it.

The Wushi Puppet’s inner struggle continued; inside the Netherworld Dog Filth Furnace, Wushi Qianrou dared not even breathe.

The Soul Seed is crucial to the Blood Puppet Avatar.

The Blood Puppet Avatar is not yet fully formed; if the Soul Seed is destroyed, not only would all those years’ efforts go to waste but both she and Shen Chongxu would suffer severe damage!

Wushi Qianrou also understood that Shen Wen’an had no other choice.

Because if Wushi Puppet leaves with the Netherworld Dog Filth Furnace, the Soul Seed would similarly be wiped out, and she herself would be forcibly refined.

Outside, the atmosphere between the confronting sides grew increasingly tense.

The Sword Element Power enveloped Shen Wen’an’s body, condensing into substantial Supreme Profound Sword Qi, slowly revolving around him.

Each thread of Supreme Profound Sword Qi emitted a sharp edge piercing towards the heavens, stirring the surrounding winds and clouds.

Such full-force confrontation would bring catastrophic destruction to nearby mountains and rivers if they were not now in the void away from the ground.

Above Wushi Puppet’s head hovered the National Seal Golden Seal, which gathered the entire force of Fushan Country, encircled by the Flowing Light Golden Chain. He held Shen Chongxu’s Soul Seed in one hand and tightly grasped the Netherworld Dog Filth Furnace with the other; a hint of hesitation flickered in his sinister gaze, repeatedly glancing at Shen Wen’an.

Shen Wen’an’s expression was calm, with only fierce killing intent in his eyes.

Facing his gaze like two peerless divine swords, the balance in Wushi Puppet’s heart slowly tilted.

”Though this treasure is an Ancient Demon Artifact, obtaining it would greatly enhance my strength and countless other benefits, yet this Sword Cultivator is truly difficult to deal with.”

”These Sword Cultivators are all individuals with obsessive personalities; once targeted by them, I’d never have peace for the rest of my life!”

”Forget it, the Spirit is more important...”

Recalling the mysterious person’s words, Wushi Puppet conceded.

A few Nascent Soul True Monarchs of the Southern Border and some mysterious individuals were plotting to extract the Dao Source of Yangnao Land.

Once the Dao Source is extracted, Yangnao Land will suffer ”Dao Collapse,” ”World Annihilation.”

The Spirit is the only thing that can survive this world-ending catastrophe.

Without the Spirit, without entering the Dao Source Secret Realm, it would be extremely difficult for cultivators from Yangnao Land to continue practicing in the endless sea.

Suppressing the humiliation in his heart, the Wushi Puppet resentfully stuffed Shen Chongxu’s Soul Seed back into the Netherworld Dog Filth Furnace, then promptly tossed it to Shen Wen’an, transforming into a stream of light, flying towards the distance.

Shen Wen’an caught the Netherworld Dog Filth Furnace, and only after confirming the Wushi Puppet had retreated did he gaze at the dark purple furnace in his hand and speak.

”Come out.”

A mist of blood emerged from the Netherworld Dog Filth Furnace and then transformed into the figure of Wushi Qianrou.