The Immortal Path of Qingyang

The path to immortality is treacherous, and demonic cultivators roam unchecked. Fang Yi made friends, cultivated in stability, refined puppets, sacrificed corpses, gathered "talents," and accumulated his foundation. ...... Over a hundred years later, the demonic path invaded, and evil cultivators blocked his way. "Jie jie jie, Fang Yi, medical cultivators are not skilled in combat. Quickly submit to this seat as your master, and there shall be a path to survival." The verdant treasure banner overflowed with medicinal fragrance, casting down threads of vitality to protect Fang Yi. "Hahaha, this place is deserted. A mere medical tool is not enough to make me surrender!" "Deserted?" Fang Yi's eyes shone with a dark brilliance. The treasure banner shifted from life to death; ghostly shadows blotted out the sun, and corpse puppets howled like a demonic kingdom. Yin Sha Shangren: "The artifact exudes ghostly qi... a Medical Path Myriad Soul Banner?" White Bone Old Demon: "Refining underworld corpses with yin veins... not skilled in combat?" Nine Corpse Loose Cultivator: "Living sacrifice human puppet techniques... being kind to others?" Fang Yi was surrounded by drifting medicinal fragrance, appearing as a gentleman of jade, smiling without a word. ...... Time is like a blade that cuts down geniuses; on the road to longevity, one sighs at the fleeting beauty. Fang Yi became the "old immortal" in the eyes of the righteous path ancestors, demonic path giants, and demon race true spirits. Eras changed and time rotated; countless geniuses rose and fell. Only Fang Yi remained standing, ascending toward immortality step by step.