Chapter 239: Ghost Cultivator

Even if Hard Stone was refined into a very high-quality weapon, its power would not be enhanced. On the contrary, refining it into a sword embryo would allow for further fusion if more Hard Stone was obtained in the future.

As long as there was enough Hard Stone, it could cause huge lethality to Punishment.

An hour later.

After Lv Fang repeatedly forged it several times, he picked up the forged sword embryo and put it into the water. After the sword body cooled down, the sword embryo was successfully forged.

Although it was his first time refining a weapon, it was only forging a sword embryo, so it was quite easy. The sword embryo might have some shortcomings, but as a semi-finished product, it was already very good.

"I didn't expect it to be so simple and unadorned."

Lv Fang held the sword handle and observed the black sword body closely. With this image, if he hadn't heard from the Demon Heart that it could cause huge lethality to the Punishment of the ancient alien race, he would have thought it was a piece of waste.

He tried to slash the wall with brute force, but it didn't cause huge attack power.

The only thing he was quite satisfied with was that this sword embryo forged from Hard Stone was absolutely a leader in terms of sturdiness.

After doing all this, Lv Fang had a whim and spent some effort to carve the name of the sword on the sword embryo—Punishment Sword.

After putting the Punishment Sword into his storage bag, he tried again to confirm that the Demon Heart had really entered a temporary sleep, and walked out helplessly.

He didn't continue to stay in the ghost market. In a short time, he couldn't obtain Hard Stone here. Plus, with the restrictions of the Heavenly Dao, he wanted to improve his cultivation base, which was also impossible.

Instead of hiding in the city now and not wanting to run into the ancient alien race.

It was better to go out now. Even if he ran into an ancient alien race whose strength had not yet recovered, he might not necessarily have no chance of winning.

In short, he didn't want to look for the aura of Punishment now. Of course, he didn't intend to return to Shangjing now either.

Now was the time for the Invincible Army to establish a base. He planned to stay at the base to cultivate and write Yawen Journey to the West.

Afraid that people with ulterior motives would know his whereabouts, after Lv Fang left the ghost market city, he specially used the extraordinary power "Deceiving the Heavens and Crossing the Sea" to disguise himself as a Fifth-Rank Third-Stage ghost cultivator, with the image of a middle-aged scholar.

After traveling for a day.

On this dark night, Lv Fang was rushing on his way overnight when he suddenly discovered the sound of fighting ahead. What surprised him most was that there was a familiar aura in the battlefield.

Song Ce!

He was not dead and had successfully escaped from the Lower Upper Realm.

After hesitating, Lv Fang didn't rush over, but used super perception to see what the specific situation was ahead.

In the state of super perception, he instantly "saw" the two people fighting ahead, one of whom was Song Ce.

What he didn't expect was that Song Ce looked very miserable now, with black blood stains on his face and white long robe.

When Lv Fang saw Song Ce's opponent, he was stunned. It was a mass of humanoid black mist, almost exactly the same as the ancient alien race, Mist, he had seen in the sealed land in the Lower Upper Realm before.

The only difference was that the particles of this humanoid black mist were almost tangible. Judging from the momentum on its body, it should be at the Third Stage of the Third Rank.

It hadn't been long, and Song Ce had also improved from the Second Stage of the Fourth Rank to the Third Stage of the Fourth Rank, but he didn't seem to be the opponent of the ancient alien race in front of him.

"Is it an ancient alien race that escaped from the upgraded sealed land?" This thought immediately popped into Lv Fang's mind.

A large number of ancient alien races had escaped from the sealed land.

Even though he learned from the Heavenly Mystery Daoist that he would meet the ancient alien race, he was still somewhat surprised that he had encountered it so soon.

Song Ce could also be considered a special ancient alien race.

Now, although he looked very miserable, his opponent, the ancient alien race, Black Mist, was not so relaxed either. From the fact that it dared not step forward to kill Song Ce for a long time, one could see how much it had suffered just now.

Song Ce wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, narrowed his eyes and sneered: "You want to devour me too? Isn't it good for us to join forces? Why do you have to be so ignorant of life and death to do this? Our situation is not as good as you think."

"When the Luo Sha Kingdom and Great Zhou's army arrive, how much strength do you think you can recover? Can you fight against many with one?"

"It's no longer your era. Even if you recover to your peak period, there are people who can kill you. After all, after experiencing such a long time, you can't recover to your peak at all, and you will be heavily restricted by the Heavenly Dao of this world."

"Without me saying it, you should be able to perceive it, right."

Song Ce said coldly.

The humanoid black mist twisted, and finally turned into a white-bearded old man, but his pair of eyes only had black pupils and no white at all, looking extremely bizarre.

"Don't think I don't know your plan. Your so-called joining forces is just wanting to find an opportunity to devour the cultivation origin on me. Do you really think I don't know what you did?"

The ancient alien race, Ji, said coldly.

"Ji, this is definitely a misunderstanding." Song Ce shook his head.

He was about to explain, but Ji interrupted: "Many of the cultivation origins on you come from my clansmen. Do you really think I can't smell it? I should avenge my clansmen, but our grudges can be put aside for the time being."

"Oh." Song Ce was somewhat surprised.

Ji turned his head to look at the direction where Lv Fang was, and said coldly: "Because I smelled a strange human, he was so far away, as if he was spying on us."

"Bad!" When Lv Fang heard this sentence, he didn't say a word, and turned to flee with all his might.

If he were facing one Song Ce or Ji, perhaps he could deal with it.

But facing these two, even if he had more cards, he probably wouldn't have much chance of winning. Now he could only run.

However, Lv Fang hadn't fled far when he discovered Ji blocking the way ahead. Clearly, it used some kind of ability, so it could appear here so quickly.

"Your perception is very strong. Do you want to explain? Why are you so afraid of me, and want to run as soon as you see me?"

Ji spoke the unified language of the Great Zhou, but the tone was somewhat strange, just like someone who had just learned to speak.

Lv Fang spread his hands, shook his head and said: "Absolutely not."

What he didn't expect was that Song Ce, who had been fighting for his life just now, didn't take the opportunity to leave either, but appeared behind him and said: "A ghost cultivator with special extraordinary power? Spying on us from so far away, I didn't even discover his existence."

Ji looked Lv Fang up and down and nodded: "Indeed, he is very strange. If it weren't for my nose being more sensitive, I wouldn't have discovered his existence."

Song Ce ignored Lv Fang directly, and talked to Ji on his own: "His extraordinary power might be able to help us successfully avoid the pursuit of the Luo Sha Kingdom's army. What do you think?"

Lv Fang was stunned when he heard this. Only then did he remember that he was currently disguised as a ghost cultivator, and neither the ancient alien race Ji nor Song Ce knew his true identity. ===== CHAPTER 240 =====