Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons
Chapter 1084 - 681: Thirteenth Scroll of the Immortal List, Each Scroll Lacks the Master’s Name_3

Chapter 1084: Chapter 681: Thirteenth Scroll of the Immortal List, Each Scroll Lacks the Master’s Name_3

"As they retreated, they also took with them the treasure that suppressed our Sect’s power, the Demon Suppressing Tower is about to collapse..."

"Officer Shen, please make early preparations. Do not allow the demons within to escape and scatter. Although they might not be as powerful as the officers, they are numerous. If they slip into the mortal realm, I’m afraid the nearby prefectures will face calamity!"

...

Following the words of the Land God,

Wushan’s retreating steps hesitated slightly. He glanced back at the group, a trace of indecision flickering in his eyes.

Clearly, after the Bodhi Sect, the Three Immortals Sect was also not to be outdone and had played another dirty trick.

Moreover, the news came from an Immortal Official in whom he had completely lost trust.

With this thought, Wushan slowly withdrew his gaze, as if he heard nothing. Summoning the Auspicious Cloud, he soared straight through the sky.

Fortunately, the regions had already been assigned earlier on so there was no need for dispute now.

"This..."

Min Zhiyan, slightly stunned, watched as Wushan disappeared into the Sky Curtain and turned back in confusion to look at the two.

"Sigh."

Ye Lan, rubbing her temples with a slight headache, looked at Shen Yi: "Don’t worry about him, just hold down the fort in Jianyang. There is nothing urgent on my side for now, I will help you keep an eye on both West Mountain and Linhe Prefecture. As for Elder Yan... let him rest for now."

Anyone with sense knew that the other two Titled Generals were eyeing the nine prefectures, waiting for General Yan to slip up.

With Elder Yan’s temperament, even if it injured his foundation, he would inevitably face the situation personally under these circumstances.

"Don’t worry, nothing will go wrong."

She didn’t give Shen Yi a chance to refuse, even worried that he might be unfamiliar with handling these matters. She directly took out the Jade Slip, and helped notify the Demon Slayer Bureaus and the Government Offices of the Three Prefectures to prepare for demon calamities.

After putting down the Jade Slip, Ye Lan decisively turned into a sword light, entered Taixu, and headed straight for the space between the two major prefectures.

Her handling was undoubtedly flawless.

The responsibility of a Titled General was to protect the cities under their jurisdiction. As long as the Prefecture City remained safe, the rest could be resolved slowly.

"With both of you presiding, this old man can rest assured."

Min Zhiyan breathed a sigh of relief and bowed, preparing to take his leave.

At this moment, he noticed a change in Shen Yi’s expression.

On the fair, handsome face of the young man, the killing intent he had been forcibly suppressing was now emerging bit by bit.

Though he remained silent, gazing at the Sky Curtain, his whole being underwent a distinct transformation.

Once in Southern Hong, Shen Yi had discussed with Senior Xuanqing the significance of his cultivation: not willing to be suppressed by others.

But the passing Lotus Platform in the sky and the brief eye contact with the black dog had once again reminded him of his past greed and desire for Demon Lifespan.

"Hiss."

Min Zhiyan, feeling the sudden surge of violent aura around, involuntarily recalled his initial assessment of Shen Yi.

An innate killing destiny!

He had not misjudged. Without the spirits of thousands upon thousands of Lost Souls, how could one gather such an intense and fierce aura?

"Officer Shen..." Min Zhiyan only managed to say softly.

"No matter, let’s go over and have a look first."

Shen Yi spoke calmly in reassurance, and in the next moment, he stepped into Taixu and vanished on the spot.

...

Within the midst of the Sky Curtain.

Wushan, stepping on Auspicious Cloud, slightly listlessly swept a gaze below.

Bodhi Sect and Three Immortals Sect were both beginning to bare their fangs toward the Great Nan Continent, and the Demon Slayer Bureau no longer seemed a qualified place for cultivation.

Almost every Demon Slayer had their own story, otherwise, who would join such a damned place.

Wushan had one too, but compared to Ye Lan’s circumstances, it was not so complex.

His origin was not even from a proper Immortal Sect, he was just from a family that had continued for a long time and had some connections with the Three Immortals Sect.

That Immortal Sect offended a Demon Immortal, took many disciples to temporary retreat for protection in search of their master.

The Demon Immortal arrived swiftly after, wreaking havoc on many of the Sect’s vassal forces out of anger, and the area where he was, was insignificant even among those affected.

Not worth mentioning.

Wushan had narrowly escaped, and after a series of opportunities, he finally joined the Demon Slayer Bureau.

He was cautious and careful. Walking this path, he was getting closer and closer to that Demon Immortal’s level, from an insignificant ant to now being able to look up to that entity.

A person who has been abandoned finds it hard to trust others’ promises, which is why he never intended to join Elder Yan in his reckless actions, let alone fall out with the Three Religions.

What he now feared the most was being labeled as "Elder Yan’s man" in the eyes of the Three Immortals.

If he took action this time, not just the Three Immortals, but even Feng Xi and Yang Mingli, the two generals, would think he had utterly sided with the Yan Party.

That was why Wushan was so intent on distancing himself from this matter.

As the sole survivor.

With a great vendetta unavenged, how could he dare to die?

He has pondered countless times, night after night, about how satisfying it would be to stand before that Demon Immortal, and even rehearsed what to say time and again.

If he never gets the chance to say those words, then he would die with his eyes unshut.

Moreover, setting himself aside, if something really stirred up this time and made General Yan realize his mistake and stop the factional struggle, it might not necessarily be a bad thing for the Great Nan Continent.

...

Under the enhancement of his Fourth Grade cultivation, the bustling Linhe Prefecture came into his view, and the sounds of joy and laughter from the long streets and alleys all reached his ears.

The Auspicious Cloud under Wushan’s feet became increasingly slow.

After an unknown length of time, he suddenly rolled his eyes, "Damn it, I knew I couldn’t avoid this troublesome matter."

Only those who have been abandoned can truly understand the taste of despair and cluelessness.

"Just this once, and not a precedent."

Gnashing his teeth, he turned around and dashed into the Linhe Prefecture Office.

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