Below the Golden Condor, swarms of black carcass beetles swarmed around like mosquitoes. Even Lu Xiaotian felt his scalp go numb when he saw the countless carcass beetles. Right under his nose, there were dozens of humans, Semi-God Realm warriors of the Demon Clan, and hundreds and thousands of Nascent Soul Realm demons. All of them fell into the sea of carcass beetles.
The humans and demons who were surrounded were naturally unwilling to resign themselves to death. They kept killing the carcass beetles around them. However, there was no way to kill the beetles. They only managed to clear out a few dozen feet around them before they were quickly replaced by other carcass beetles.
At this moment, the Nascent Soul stage demons and human cultivators were the first to suffer. Their demonic energy and magic power were running out. Their bodies were crawling with carcass beetles. The carcass beetles burrowed into their bodies through their nostrils, mouths, eyes, wounds, and all other orifices.
More and more carcass beetles burrowed into their bodies. The demons and Nascent Soul cultivators' bodies were trembling. Some of the carcass beetles gnawed at their flesh from the outside, while the other beetles burrowed into their bodies from the inside out.
Not long after, the first ones to succumb were reduced to white bones. There was not a trace of flesh left on their bones. They had been completely devoured by the carcass beetles. Only a trace of their Primordial Spirits escaped. The carcass beetles liked to feast on flesh and blood. They were not interested in Primordial Spirits.
Lu Xiaotian was overjoyed. He could capture the Primordial Spirits of Soul Formation cultivators and Nascent Soul cultivators without having to do anything himself. There was nothing more delightful than this. Looking at the demons and humans trapped in the swarm of beetles, Lu Xiaotian could not feel any pity for them. Even if Lu Xiaotian personally intervened, he would not be able to save them from the sea of carcass beetles. Moreover, they were not related to him. Lu Xiaotian had no reason to save them.
After realizing that it was easy to capture the primordial spirits of demonic beasts in the vicinity of the carrion-scabbed insects, Lu Xiaotian was not in a hurry to leave. Instead, he followed the swarm of carrion-scabbed insects, neither too close nor too far away. Although these flying insects were powerful, in terms of speed and altitude, there was no way they could be compared to Lu Xiaotian's Golden Eagle.
With the Golden Eagle as his mount, Lu Xiaotian also felt that it was very convenient. As a Divine Illusionary Realm cultivator, although flying in the air was not a problem for him, using magic treasures to fly would still consume magic power in the end. For the golden eagle, it was almost as simple as eating and drinking.
Too much blood had been spilled in the battle between the several demon clans and Yuan Ling City. Naturally, the battlefield had become a hotbed for the corpse scarabs. Lu Xiaotian collected all kinds of demonic beast primordial spirits in mid-air. After all, these carrion-armored flying insects had a shocking appetite. The territory they passed by was like a swarm of locusts passing by, almost turning into a barren land.
But soon, Lu Xiaotian also found someone who had the same idea as him. An old man wearing a white pointed hat and white clothes, his face as white as a ghost and his body as thin as firewood, sat cross-legged on a green-winged centipede. From time to time, he would collect the primordial spirits of humans and occasionally a few demonic beast primordial spirits. Relatively speaking, the primordial spirits of humans were still the majority. Beside the old man in the white pointed hat, there was a man and a woman. Similarly, their faces were as pale as ghosts, and they were diligently collecting all kinds of primordial spirits.
When they saw Lu Xiaotian, the old man and the man and woman beside him all had hostile looks on their faces. This was especially so for the old man in the white pointed hat. However, after seeing that the Primordial Spirits that Lu Xiaotian collected were mainly from the Demon Clan, his brows relaxed. Humans would die for wealth, and birds would die for food. Their competition with Lu Xiaotian was not the main conflict. After all, there was a difference in their main needs.
But what made the old man in the white pointed hat extremely unhappy was that the speed at which he and his two disciples collected primordial spirits was not even half of Lu Xiaotian's speed. From afar, Lu Xiaotian just casually stretched out his fingers and flicked them. Gray nets would easily capture the primordial spirits of these demonic beasts. On the contrary, it was especially troublesome for them, especially his two disciples, to capture the primordial spirits of humans.
"This fellow daoist's method of capturing primordial spirits is very sharp." The two sides coexisted like this for many days. Although there were some people with similar needs occasionally, their needs were not as great as theirs, and they would often leave after collecting for a few days.
The old man in the white pointed hat looked at Lu Xiaotian and was very surprised. Looking at Lu Xiaotian's appearance, his aura was simple and distant, and there was a clear righteousness between his brows. He was definitely not an evil cultivator like himself. As the saying goes, one's appearance is born from one's heart. This was especially true for those who cultivated evil cultivation techniques all year round. The old man in the white pointed hat had traveled for many years and met many of his peers, but he had never seen someone who could express their aura like Lu Xiaotian's.
"Fellow daoist is not bad either." Lu Xiaotian casually replied. After following this group of carrion-armored insects for more than three years, Lu Xiaotian had collected thousands of primordial spirits of various Divine Transformation Stage demonic beasts, and hundreds of thousands of primordial spirits of Nascent Soul Stage demonic beasts. There were two primordial spirits of Divine Illusionary Stage demonic lions. Although the carrion-armored insects were powerful, they could not do anything to Divine Illusionary Stage powerhouses. The two Divine Illusionary Stage demonic lions were fighting against human cultivators and were heavily injured. They were unlucky and ran into the carrion-armored insects.
Originally, the two Divine Illusionary Stage demonic ice lions could have avoided the insects, but the two human cultivators who chased them all the way here did not give them a chance to escape. The two Divine Illusionary Stage demonic ice lions were directly chased into the insect swarm. After witnessing the two demonic ice lions being exhausted to death by the insects, Lu Xiaotian naturally took advantage of this opportunity.
The carrion-armored insects were nocturnal. During the day, Lu Xiaotian collected the primordial spirits of various demonic beasts, and at night, he used them to cultivate the Soul Fusion Technique. A few years was not a long time, but Lu Xiaotian had collected many primordial spirits of demonic beasts. After countless attempts, Lu Xiaotian was able to successfully fuse the primordial spirits of three different demonic beasts into one. The power of fusing the primordial spirits of three different demonic beasts was much stronger than before. Once he used the Soul Fusion Technique, Lu Xiaotian's aura became even more demonic. However, other than the change in his aura when he used the technique, there were no other abnormalities.
After successfully fusing the three primordial spirits, Lu Xiaotian began to fuse the primordial spirits of four different demonic beasts.
The Golden Eagle had followed Lu Xiaotian for many years. Originally, it was unwilling and resentful towards Lu Xiaotian, but now, it couldn't help but admire him. In the past few years, he had not seen Lu Xiaotian rest at all. Lu Xiaotian had always been cultivating. As a demonic beast, the Golden Eagle's lifespan was much longer than that of the human race. It had already been more than ten thousand years since it had reached the Late Divine Transformation Stage. The Golden Eagle's talent was extraordinary, but the time it had spent cultivating was less than a third of its lifespan. To the Golden Eagle, as time passed, its cultivation would gradually deepen.
Sometimes, it would even hunt demonic beasts for the sake of satisfying the appetite of human cultivators, or to find other entertainment. It had never cultivated like this before. However, the Golden Eagle had to admit that after following Lu Xiaotian and cultivating for a long time, it had gained some insights into cultivation.
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