The Devouring Tribulation Divine Art Fang Hong Cultivated was quite special; it could absorb and refine the power of tribulations from all things in the world.

The Death Qi permeating this ancient forest was, in essence, also a type of tribulation power.

It could be used perfectly to temper his physical body, making it even stronger.

Besides that, Fang Hong could extract pure power of the Great Dao of Death from this Death Qi.

By continuously accumulating insights, he would eventually condense his own Great Dao of Death.

Fang Hong had seen records in ancient texts stating that the undead blade was the ultimate manifestation of the Great Dao of Death, wild and untamable.

To truly subdue it, one had to cultivate both the Great Dao of Life and the Great Dao of Death simultaneously to gain its recognition.

As soon as he stepped into the range of the ancient forest, the surrounding Death Qi swirled crazily toward Fang Hong.

This Death Qi was extremely corrosive, attempting to burrow into his body to erode his meridians and immortal aperture, and disintegrate his physical body.

But at the very instant the Death Qi was about to touch Fang Hong’s body, the Devouring Tribulation Divine Art operated frantically, and a faint black halo surfaced on his skin.

When that fierce Death Qi touched the halo, it was like snow meeting a scorching sun; it was instantly neutralized, absorbed, and converted into pure energy to nourish Fang Hong’s physical body.

A smile played on the corners of Fang Hong’s mouth as he continued to advance steadily.

The closer he got to the undead blade, the thicker the surrounding Death Qi became.

Later, it almost took on a physical form, becoming as thick as a sea of ink, enveloping his entire person within it.

Vague wails occasionally reached his ears, as if countless wronged souls were struggling within.

Fang Hong remained unmoved, focusing solely on running his cultivation technique and advancing steadily.

After walking for half a day, he had finally covered half the distance.

Just then, the Death Qi ahead suddenly billowed violently, and the black air currents surged and converged frantically!

In just a few breaths, a tall figure condensed within the currents—it was a skeleton undead.

This skeleton undead was covered in a dark purple halo, and its bones were thick and sturdy.

The Aura it emitted was not weak at all, actually reaching the level of an Early Stage Immortal Emperor.

In its hand, it held a large blade condensed from Death Qi.

The blade’s body also glowed with a dark purple light, emitting a chilling killing intent!

The skeleton undead did not hesitate for a moment; as soon as it took shape, it charged fiercely toward Fang Hong’s direction.

The massive death blade was raised high, bringing with it a whistling sound that tore through the air as it slashed down ruthlessly toward Fang Hong.

Facing this sudden attack, there was no fear on Fang Hong’s face; he didn’t even move his feet by half a step.

Sensing the threat, the chaos bell above his head vibrated slightly.

With a soft buzz, a layer of invisible sound waves rippled outward.

The skeleton undead had only reached halfway when it was struck by this layer of sound waves; its body instantly collapsed, turning into a purple ray of light that hovered in mid-air.

Seeing this, Fang Hong raised his hand with a beckoning motion, and that purple ray of light flew straight into his body.

Unlike the scattered Death Qi around it, the power of the Great Dao of Death contained within this purple ray was incomparably pure!

After being refined by the Devouring Tribulation Divine Art, it was instantly converted into nourishment for his insights into the Great Dao of Death, deepening his understanding by another degree.

Scarcely a moment after the first skeleton undead dissipated, the Death Qi ahead surged again, and a second skeleton undead immediately condensed into form.

It also possessed an Early Stage Immortal Emperor cultivation and, holding a death blade, slashed toward Fang Hong with grim determination.

Fang Hong once again nonchalantly activated the chaos bell, shattering and absorbing it.

Then came the third, the fourth, the fifth more and more skeleton undead continuously condensed from the Death Qi, launching attacks at Fang Hong in wave after wave, seemingly endless.

Furthermore, as Fang Hong delved deeper, the surrounding Death Qi became increasingly dense, and the strength of the condensed undead also continued to rise.

From the initial Early Stage Immortal Emperor, they gradually climbed to the Middle Stage and Late Stage, and finally, even Immortal Emperor level undead appeared.

These Immortal Emperor level undead had even more terrifying Auras, and the power of the death blades in their hands was also stronger; with every slash, the world shook incessantly.

But even so, Fang Hong remained completely fearless.

With his current strength, even if a Heavenly Emperor level undead came, it would be no match for him.

On the contrary, Fang Hong felt a faint sense of anticipation, wishing for more of these undead to come.

With every undead refined, he could absorb even purer power of the Great Dao of Death.

Only in this way could he condense the Great Dao of Death more quickly and lay a solid foundation for subsequently subduing the undead blade.

Thus, Fang Hong advanced steadily while continuously refining the unending stream of undead.

The humming of the chaos bell echoed continuously in the ancient forest; every vibration could shatter several undead.

Pure purple rays of light flew into his body one after another, and his insights into the Great Dao of Death improved at lightning speed.

Time passed quietly amidst the constant fighting and refining, and another full half-day went by.

Fang Hong finally reached the source of the Undead Ancient Forest; he was only a short hundred feet away from that undead blade stabbed into the ground.

At this moment, the surrounding Death Qi had reached its absolute peak; the power of death in the air was enough to freeze a person’s soul.

In such a terrifying environment, an existence far exceeding all previous undead actually condensed ahead—a Heavenly Venerate level undead!

This undead was pitch black all over; its upper body was human, but its lower body was that of a horse—it was a Centaur Undead standing five to six zhang tall.

It held a black blade in each hand, and the Aura it emitted was exceptionally sharp. It blocked Fang Hong’s path, clearly refusing to allow anyone to approach the undead blade.

The Aura of this Centaur Undead had impressively reached the level of an Early Stage Heavenly Venerate, making it the strongest opponent Fang Hong had encountered so far.

Roar.

The Centaur Undead possessed no reason, only pure slaughter in its eyes.

Upon seeing Fang Hong, this uninvited guest, it immediately let out a roar, its voice filled with violent killing intent.

In the next instant, it swung the two black blades in its hands. The blade-winds howled, carrying an Aura that could destroy heaven and earth as it charged fiercely toward Fang Hong.

The Death Qi along the way was torn apart by the blade-winds, forming pitch-black cracks. It was aggressive and menacing, as if it wanted to tear Fang Hong completely to shreds.

"A mere Death Qi undead dares to block my path?"

Fang Hong’s gaze turned cold, and with a cold snort, the chaos bell above his head instantly erupted with a brilliant golden light.

Dong.

A majestic tolling of the bell resounded through the world, like a startling thunderclap from ancient times, containing the supreme power of destruction and suppression.

A terrifying sound wave rippled outward in all directions with Fang Hong as the center.

Before that menacing Centaur Undead could even get close to Fang Hong, it was struck hard by this destructive sound wave.

Its massive body was sent flying, crashing heavily onto the ground with a loud boom!

Upon landing, cracks began to appear on the Centaur Undead’s body, and the power of death continuously leaked from the cracks; it had clearly been heavily wounded.