Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons
Chapter 652 - 519 An Inopportune Arrival_2

Chapter 652: Chapter 519 An Inopportune Arrival_2

As an outsider with no reason to prevent the matter, I could only do my best to minimize the risk.

"Many thanks."

Shen Yi finally took the matter seriously. With the formidable strength of Ban Shan Sect, being a dominant force, their understanding of the surroundings was certainly beyond what other powers could comprehend. This jade slip was more useful than the elixirs received before.

He reached out to take the jade slip, then clasped his hands in a bow.

No matter if Ban Shan Sect had other intentions, he had received quite a few benefits. It’s just that he was in a precarious position himself and could only think about repaying the favors after he recovered.

The others felt that Shen Yi did not have much of a sense of belonging to the South Hong Seven Sons.

Including these Daozi who knew him best.

After all, with Shen Yi’s talent, even if the South Hong Seven Sons were defeated in the struggle against the Dragon Palace, at most he would lose a Union Dao treasure land. With his unparalleled talent, other powers would likely offer him such treasures, like the current Ban Shan Sect.

Having been out for less than a year, he couldn’t really speak of any debt of gratitude with the South Hong Seven Sons.

Such a person was like rootless duckweed, giving off the feeling that he could leave at any moment.

But in truth, only Shen Yi knew the pressure he was under.

He had only been here for a few short years.

Whether it was Qingzhou or those acquaintances from Great Qian, they all needed a treasure land to live on.

If Nanyang were truly to be trampled by the Dragon Palace,

then he would truly be left with nothing.

Cultivation ought to have some meaning, and the path to longevity should have some embellishments, otherwise it would seem too desolate and dull.

Moreover, according to Senior Xuan Qing’s words,

to preserve the Nanyang Treasure Land, the biggest opponent might not even be the Dragon Palace... but an even more terrifying existence.

"I take my leave."

Shen Yi put away the jade slip, bid farewell to everyone, turned around, called out the Black Light Flying Sword, and left Ban Shan Sect following the guiding Azure Sky’s golden light that he had arrived with.

Back in front of the pillar reaching towards the Heavenly Sea.

Shen Yi looked down, the endless Wang Yang beneath his feet seemed similar to Southern Hong, but the dangers hidden in its rolling waves were even more unfathomable.

He glanced back at the towering mountain peaks shrouded in clouds, his gaze settling on the massive handprint and feeling the palpitations from the ancient aura that lingered there.

Merely reaching White Jade Capital was far from enough.

He closed his eyes to recall the map in his mind; the panel’s deductions hadn’t improved his understanding, but somehow it had improved his memory.

He then chose a secluded spot and, stepping on his sword, turned into a streak of light!

The young man’s hair brushed slightly, his thin ink robe flapping in the wind, the thousand miles passed in an instant, and where Azure Sky intersected the azure sea, there was somewhat the appearance of a Sword Immortal that he had imagined before.

Yet in such an ethereal scene, he stood quietly on the sword, as if the heavens and earth were revolving inversely, yet he remained firmly in place.

Shen Yue True Intent!

This was what Shen Yi had gained on that Nameless Mountain.

It was an understanding of that profound sense of pressure, unable to enhance cultivation nor to be used as a method, a cherished yet tasteless thing like chicken ribs.

The Shen Yue Art was the path that allowed this True Intent to be of use.

The main reason Shen Yi deliberately left Ban Shan Sect was because this Cultivation Technique was the sect’s treasured heritage. Not to mention anything else, the Sect Master and Daozi were definitely among those who had practiced it. If he let out any kind of aura like before, he would inevitably attract more trouble.

The overall issue with Ban Shan Sect was not significant, but if unknowingly dead set on tempting with allurements beyond common understanding, the outcome might not be favorable.

To Shen Yi’s surprise, while passing the test of Nameless Mountain required experience in Body Refining, the Cultivation Technique he obtained had little to do with Body Refining Spiritual Physique Technique.

As for what exactly it was, he would talk about it after he finished deducing it.

Shen Yi put away the Black Light Flying Sword, his figure silently landed on top of a hill.

Though the Shen Yue Art was a Union Dao Realm technique he had never encountered before, the pressure in his heart was not as great as it was within Nameless Mountain.

After all, with the Shen Yue True Intent paving the way, and...

Shen Yi closed his eyes and drew out the Demon Soul of the East Hall Master.

Compared to the even longer period, the loneliness during individual Dao cultivation was more terrifying; only with others to discuss could one barely prevent the mind from collapsing.

"My lord... actually, Wu Jun also has a decent mind..."

The rugged ancient Qilin Armor, faced with this formidable youth, displayed the same sheepish smile as before.

Before Ke Shisan could finish speaking, he was dragged into the panel with a desire to cry but no tears.

[Remaining Demon Lifespan: Eight hundred and ten thousand years]

[Union Dao. Shen Yue Art: Not entry-level]

[In the first year, you sit cross-legged, start dictating the entire Shen Yue Art to Ke Shisan, and let him experience the Shen Yue True Intent in detail. The Demon Soul is pinned to the ground, re-experiencing the mountain-climbing journey you once undertook...]

As the inexhaustible Demon Lifespan flowed in.

Between the vast mountain ranges, another Nameless Mountain seemed to slowly rise, and the profound sense of pressure gradually spread out in all directions.

...

Western Hong, Water Qilin Cave Heaven.

Rugged black rocks protruded from the water, extending towards the sky in a dramatic arc, indiscernibly long, broad and vast as if a hideous ghoul was reaching out its long arms, trying to grasp something.

Only from a very distant place could one see the green shade gathering on the sharp arm of the ghoul, at the end of the black rock.