Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons
Chapter 664 - 523: Its Body, Her Soul

Chapter 664: Chapter 523: Its Body, Her Soul

The shattering of the River and Mountains Scroll made the entire sky seem like dusk, faintly tinged with the aura of twilight.

The tall figure stood upright in place.

The broken profound armor on his body dispersed like sand in the wind; the Guixu Immortal Armor had already returned to the Formation at his chest, leaving only his slightly fluttering ink robe.

Shen Yi looked down at his empty palm, not feeling the warmth of Pan Boyang’s blood; it just didn’t feel quite right.

A moment later, he withdrew his gaze, casually clenching his fist.

The golden-patterned profound sword whooshed out from the ancient trees, turning into a stream of sharp light that reaped the lives of the remaining few Ghost Pythons!

Splat! Splat!

In front of the profound sword that could shatter the azure lotus sword and disregard the Heavenly Origin Illusion Thunder Ruler, the heavily injured Python Demons had little chance to resist and were unknowingly torn apart.

The already pervasive scent of blood in the air grew richer once again.

This also allowed the people present to slowly regain their senses.

Lead by Yang Yunheng, many direct disciples and Elders of the Ban Shan Sect suddenly felt a chilling sensation at their backs.

Earlier within the Sect, their gazes had been focused solely on those few Daozi, inadvertently overlooking this young man in the ink robe.

But now they realized, if the giants of the Unity Realm Stage hadn’t made a move that day, then who exactly had spared whom.

As it is known, setting aside others, the Heavenly Sword Daozi alone was no less powerful than their own Yan Daozi.

And in a situation where Yan Daozi was spread too thin,

Even if they joined forces, how could their situation be any better than that of the group of Ghost Pythons?

Moreover, both Wei Yuanzhou and Bai Wu, also being Daozi of the Southern Hong, surely aren’t lacking in strength either.

The Seven Sons of Southern Hong... seemed not to be a name buried in the annals of history as most cultivators of the other three Hongs perceived; they indeed had seen better days, yet they were not dead and still stubbornly prepared to surge anew at any moment.

"For now, do not contact him again, including those few Daozi,"

Yang Yunheng quietly sent a message to Yan Chongzhang, and by rule, even though he was a Great Elder, he couldn’t possibly use this tone to speak to a Sect Daozi.

But Yan Daozi’s earlier actions did indeed leave this Great Elder somewhat uneasy.

As for Shen Yi’s demonstrated strength, it was indeed remarkable, even evoking thoughts of another similarly prominent figure from Southern Hong.

Such a character, securing an early relationship with him would certainly be beneficial.

But the problem lies in his background.

Both geniuses, both decisive in actions, who stands behind Li Xuanqing? That would be the Seven Sons of Southern Hong, who were nearly at the same level as the Infinite Dao Emperor Sect, and the full support of the entire Eastern Dragon Palace!

The Purple-Bearded White Dragon treated him as their own son, providing whatever Heaven and Earth Treasures or anything else needed; whoever dared to bully Li Xuanqing, before Sect Master Qin even appeared, they would send someone holding the Eastern Palace Imperial Edict in advance.

These two great forces combined could scarcely find a few in all of Hongze who could oppose them.

This was also why Li Xuanqing, even without reaching the Union Dao stage, could move the situation in Hongze with every action.

The Purple-Bearded White Dragon favored peace, and the great Immortals of Hongze ignored worldly matters; they also disliked seeing living beings slaughter each other, hence they desperately facilitated the affair between Zi Ling and Li Xuanqing, hoping through this to quell the disputes in Hongze.

And indeed, just as the East Dragon Palace planned, for a long time, Hongze had been a peaceful major world, with many cultivators following suit from the couple, resulting in numerous romantic stories between cultivators and demons.

If it hadn’t been for that incident at the end, where Li Xuanqing, the ungrateful, in a moment of anger, disregarded Zi Ling’s persuasion and forcefully attempted to sever her path to immortality, leading to the Seven Sons of Southern Hong being personally punished by the Immortals of Hongze and subsequently gaining disrepute.

With the support of the Eastern Dragon Palace, who else would care about the affairs of the Infinite Dao Emperor Sect?

But the current Shen Yi is different.

His background is still uncertain, and even if he truly belongs to the Seven Sons of Southern Hong, the current Seven Sons are entirely different from before.

And having just left Southern Hong, he has managed to offend a top cultivator force in Hongze alongside the powerful yet remote Glazed Green Phoenix Clan of Western Hong.

What’s more frightening is, looking at Shen Yi’s actions, he clearly holds no intention of resolving grudges but instead seems to want to solidify deadly enmities.

The Ban Shan Sect is a massive Immortal Sect, but if it carelessly intervenes in such a vendetta, even it may not be able to protect itself.

Immortal Law is indeed precious, but one must also be alive to study it! Otherwise, why not just go rob the Infinite Dao Emperor Sect directly?

Moreover, Shen Yi might not necessarily be able to unravel the secrets of Nameless Mountain.

Beyond that,

the Western Dragon Palace and the Southern Dragon Palace suddenly teamed up against the Seven Sons of Southern Hong.

Could it be that these Southern Hong cultivators, finally unable to suppress their internal bitterness, intend to reemerge in the world and take action?

As a Great Elder of the Ban Shan Sect, Yang Yunheng had to consider the worst-case scenario.

If these Seven Sects truly carried such intentions, like seeking revenge... forget about Immortal Law, no temptation outmatches the importance of life.

"..."

Yan Chongzhang silently turned to glance at the Great Elder.

Then he fell back into contemplation.

His eyes intensely focused on the dark red expanse, but within those eyes seemed a trace of haziness, as if he were not looking at a body of water, but a vast and majestic mountain.

The Shen Yue Art, perfected to Perfection.

In the circle of cultivation, it is said, neither innate gifts nor lineage compares to one thing: destiny.