I Cultivate Longevity in the Cultivation Realm

However, at this moment, the opponent’s thunder also descended, but he didn’t mind. He merely tossed the small tower, blocking it above his head once more.

Rumble!

Endless thunderbolts rapidly crashed down.

At this moment, Zhou Changwang executed the Small Five Elements Thousand Thunder Skill!

And unlike before, when he used the Great Success Level of the Small Five Elements Thousand Thunder Skill to prevent the thunder’s power from shattering the storage bags of the Lai family disciples,

This time, what he unleashed was the power that reached the ultimate, truly perfected Small Five Elements Thousand Thunder Skill.

Countless thunderbolts rapidly crashed down.

In almost an instant, they dispersed the massive spiritual light Lai Yongsheng summoned, dimming its power in an extremely short amount of time.

Then there was a bang!

The giant tower was completely blown away, flung several dozen zhang away.

Soon after, the endless thunderbolts, like crushing dry weeds, swiftly crashed down toward him.

"How is this possible?

No..."

In Lai Yongsheng’s eyes, disbelief was evident.

He couldn’t believe that his Top-Grade Defensive Magical Artifact, the Five Elements Tower, had its defense broken in such a short time.

But as a Foundation Establishment Realm Cultivator, he wasn’t easy to deal with. He quickly summoned a giant shield, placing it above his head, and his spiritual light flickered as he attempted to escape the range of the thunder attack.

Just as he was about to act, his body suddenly sank.

Soon after, a massive cage trapped him in place.

"Damn it!"

He hurriedly summoned his flying sword, swiftly turning to shatter the cage.

But by then, the second giant shield he summoned couldn’t hold, and with a bang, it shattered into pieces.

His face turned pale, and his figure flashed rapidly.

At the last moment, he narrowly avoided the fate of being struck down by the countless thunderbolts.

However, in the next moment, as he looked up, he discovered that above his head, dark clouds gathered once again.

Then, endless thunderbolts crashed down once more.

At the same time, gravity pressed down on him.

The cage rose.

Even though the cage was quickly shattered by his flying sword.

Still, countless thunderbolts descended once more.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Without a Defensive Magical Artifact, his defensive spiritual light couldn’t withstand a few bolts of thunder.

One, two, three...

After four, the defensive spiritual light shattered.

His heart panicked as he frantically controlled his flying sword to intercept, facing the countless thunderbolts.

But soon after, he felt a pain between his eyebrows, followed by the sensation of endless darkness enveloping him...

At the final moment, naturally, it was Zhou Changwang who acted.

Without any defensive means, even a Foundation Establishment Realm Cultivator couldn’t escape his Geng Metal Finger.

With a wave of his hand, the thunder clouds dispersed.

Zhou Changwang finally turned his gaze to Lai Yongsheng.

After waiting for a moment and confirming that the opponent’s soul had also dispersed, he then confidently stepped forward, retrieving the opponent’s storage bag and other items, and with a flame, he incinerated the entire corpse to ashes.

Afterward, he used the Cleaning Technique to calm the chaotic spiritual qi around him.

In addition, he naturally wouldn’t give up on a nearby defensive small tower, quickly retrieving it.

Finally, he set his eyes on that over a hundred-year-old Earth Yin Lingzhi.

After all, it was a Foundation Establishment Spiritual Object.

Previously, with the Black-striped White Tiger guarding it, they didn’t dare to pluck it, but now, they wouldn’t hesitate.

Soon, he extracted this Foundation Establishment Spiritual Object, quickly sealed it in a wooden box, and affixed a sealing talisman.

Soon after, Zhou Changwang’s figure moved, quickly leaving.

Then, shortly after Zhou Changwang departed,

a nimble figure sped over.

Seeing the commotion at the scene and the spiritual object that had been removed, this figure immediately let out a huge roar!

"Is that Black-striped White Tiger back?

Luckily left in time; otherwise, it would’ve been quite troublesome to encounter."

Having already gone far, Zhou Changwang heard the noise and felt a movement in his heart but wasn’t too worried.

Meanwhile, other cultivators who had heard the commotion earlier and were about to head over also halted their steps unanimously and immediately rushed in other directions.

This tiger’s roar carried great deterrence to all beings in the surrounding area.

...

After slaying Lai Yongsheng, Zhou Changwang didn’t have the idea of returning to join Shen Xinyue and the others.

Being with them was easy, but it was also restrictive, leaving him unable to freely display his prowess and techniques.

Rather, now he felt relaxed and more at ease.

In his heart, he’s actually more used to being alone.

"Since I’m back here, maybe it’s a good opportunity to go to Poison Hill and gather some Ten Thousand Poison Grass?"

In Zhou Changwang’s heart, there was still a longing for those Ten Thousand Poison Grass.

Only because Shen Xinyue and the others were there did he refrain from revealing his strength, thus stepping back.

Now, with the world open to him, he confidently believed that with his current strength and means, it wouldn’t be difficult to harvest that batch of Ten Thousand Poison Grass.

Especially that one nearly fully-formed Nine Hundred-Year-Old Ten Thousand Poison Grass.

Thus, Zhou Changwang shifted his form, quickly following the direction he came from.

Half an hour later.

Zhou Changwang appeared at the bottom of a hill.

At the top of the hill, a spirit grass with nine full corners was shining brightly.

It was a Ten Thousand Poison Grass over nine hundred years old.

And surrounding this Ten Thousand Poison Grass, numerous Ten Thousand Poison Grass of varying sizes and years were also growing.