Chapter 1399: Chapter 1399: The True Immortal Refining Art

“Afraid? Is this the first day you’ve met me, Bai Xiaofan? Have you ever seen me afraid?”

Bai Xiaofan’s lips curled into a playful smile, as if looking at an idiot. He gazed at the Blood Demon across from him; it was unbelievable that after so many years, this guy’s intelligence was still so low. How on earth did he survive until now!

“Hmph, no matter what you say, today I swear to kill you right here!”

The Blood Demon snorted coldly, then raised the demon blade in his hand once more and charged towards Bai Xiaofan.

“Prepare to die!”

As the words fell, the Blood Demon had already reached Bai Xiaofan, the half-length demon blade in his hand glistening with a blood-red hue, like a devil ready to devour its prey.

Although he hadn’t been able to kill Duan Lang to absorb his immense vitality, the Blood Demon was still confident that he could easily slay this annoying Bai Xiaofan!

By then, he could refine Bai Xiaofan’s Primordial Spirit to enhance his own cultivation, making it all the more certain that he would soon break free from the confines of this Blood Demon Purgatory!

As the Blood Demon charged forward, Bai Xiaofan anticipated this. Unfazed and unflinching, he wielded the boundary stele in his hand and charged toward his opponent.

At this moment, everyone below held their breath, waiting to witness what was destined to become a historic battle.

The Elders of the Demon Clan and Salca, among others, clenched their fists tightly in tension.

Because, compared to the Blood Demon Clan, they were more eager for Bai Xiaofan to win. Only if Bai Xiaofan defeated the Blood Demon would they obtain the Ancient Demon King’s legacy and safely escape this Blood Demon Purgatory.

This time, coming to the Blood Demon Purgatory had been a heavy loss for the Demon Clan; almost all their elites were here, but now only a few thousand remained alive.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Thunderous sounds echoed from the midair, resonating in everyone’s ears.

“Huh, where’s Ska?”

Suddenly, Salca turned his head, wanting to say something to Ska beside him, only to find Ska already gone, leaving him to murmur in confusion.

Hearing Salca’s words, the Grand Elder and the Third Elder also turned their heads, discovering that Ska, who had been with them all along, had vanished!

“Did no one see where he went?”

The Grand Elder surveyed the surroundings with a heavy voice.

This time in the Blood Demon Purgatory, so many had died. Someone like Ska, a Mahayana master, couldn’t afford any accidents.

Otherwise, after he and the Third Elder passed away, the Demon Clan would not even have a single Mahayana master!

“Old Third, do you know where Ska went?”

The Grand Elder then shifted his gaze to the Third Elder, whose expression had slightly changed.

“Grand Elder, I don’t know where Ska went either. I only know that before coming to this Blood Demon Purgatory, Ska seemed very confident about obtaining the Ancient Demon King’s legacy. I suspect he knows other ways to get it!”

Hearing the Grand Elder’s question, the Third Elder no longer concealed and shared the scant information he knew, looking somewhat apologetically at Salca.

After all, before this, he and the late Second Elder had always supported Ska in becoming the Demon King.

Though it was a secret within the Demon Clan, he believed Salca might already know.

Upon hearing the Third Elder’s answer, the Grand Elder’s face turned somber as he glanced at Salca beside him, only to find Salca unfazed as if he hadn’t heard anything.

What they didn’t know was that after witnessing Bai Xiaofan’s formidable strength, both Salca and Ska were not as concerned about becoming the Demon King.

They cared more about acquiring powerful strength.

If Salca had any discontent, it was solely over Ska obtaining immense power after getting the Ancient Demon King’s legacy, not because Ska was about to become the Demon King!

The battle in the sky continued, their figures interwoven, making it impossible for the onlookers to discern the situation; all they saw were green and blood hues clashing.

Even the Grand Elder, with his Earth Immortal initial realm cultivation, could only rely on the colors to discern who was who.

“Will Uncle beat the Blood Demon?”

On the other side, Yaoyao asked softly as she saw Ye Qianmei fixedly staring at the battle in the sky.

Among the three of them, undoubtedly, Ye Qianmei’s cultivation was the strongest. Thus, after Yaoyao asked this, Xiao Qing also looked toward her with an inquisitive gaze.

“I don’t know!”

Ye Qianmei knew what kind of answer the two of them wanted, but she still opted for honesty. Currently, she couldn’t tell if Bai Xiaofan could defeat the Blood Demon, though in her heart, she had the same hopes as Yaoyao and Xiao Qing!

Just then, the two fighting in the sky suddenly separated.

Everyone quickly focused their eyes, and upon seeing the two’s condition, they were dizzy with disbelief, eyes wide open as if witnessing something incredible.

It wasn’t that Bai Xiaofan and the Blood Demon were in poor condition, but at this time, the two seemed unchanged from before. Externally, there were no visible injuries, as if they hadn’t been in a life-and-death struggle but rather playing chess and chatting.

Seeing this scene, everyone was bewildered…

“G… Grand Elder, what’s going on here? Weren’t they just in a life-and-death battle? How come they don’t seem injured at all?”

The Third Elder looked at the two in midair, swallowed hard, and asked the Grand Elder beside him with a shaky voice.

But to his question, the Grand Elder also shook his head, as he too had no idea why this was the case.

Judging from their earlier fight, after such a life-and-death battle, at least one person would be seriously injured, not appearing unscathed!

“Bai Xiaofan, what cultivation technique have you been practicing in this life to wield such immense power?”

The Blood Demon’s eyes were fixed on Bai Xiaofan, his voice low yet tinged with astonishment.

“Immortal Refinement Technique, the true Immortal Refinement Technique!”

Bai Xiaofan waved his hand, recalling the boundary stele, crossed his hands behind his back, and looked into the distance with an indifferent voice.

“The true Immortal Refinement Technique?”

Hearing Bai Xiaofan’s answer, the Blood Demon showed confusion, his eyes clouded with bewilderment. Like Bai Xiaofan, he sheathed the half-length demon blade in his hand and looked into the distance.

It seemed as if in some distant place, someone was observing the two of them.