Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons
Chapter 693 - 532: Sir, You Have Broken Your Promise

Chapter 693: Chapter 532: Sir, You Have Broken Your Promise

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Above the desolate Azure Sky, a tall and sturdy middle-aged man stood with his hands hanging by his sides.

His hair was meticulously combed, exhibiting a mixture of dark and white, while he wore a thick fur cloak that was also a patchwork of black and white.

His back was ramrod straight, his gaze tranquil as still water.

Only when he took a step did his figure blur with a terrifying speed that spanned thousands of rivers and mountains, hinting at a trace of a pursuit for vengeance.

The Frost Tiger Clan, second only to the Dragon Palace among the Western Hong’s top forces.

Their Family Head was naturally a renowned figure across the vast expanse of land and water.

There were very few things that could fluster An Tingfeng, and that included the matter at hand.

Even though the situation was indeed very strange.

As the Family Head, he had forcibly expended nearly seventy percent of the clan’s strength, and after seeking assistance from the Northern Hong’s Sect with great difficulty, he finally managed to construct the Precious Moon Great Tomb, which was so easily breached.

Even if another practitioner of the Unity Realm Stage had acted, the Precious Moon Soul-Calming Great Array that should have held until his arrival seemed to have inexplicably failed.

What’s more bizarre was that, by the time he arrived, the Great Tomb still appeared intact.

Of course, these matters were not important. Even if the eighteen pillars of the clan were to fall, it wouldn’t matter. He had never planned to let the Tomb-Guarding Tiger Demons leave the Precious Moon Great Tomb.

This was what the Frost Tiger Clan owed him from before.

The only thing he cared about was how to retrieve his daughter.

Whether there was a traitor amongst them or some other situation, to anyone other than An Tingfeng, the most valuable thing in the Great Tomb was the tomb itself.

The price one had to pay for offending the Frost Tiger Clan was completely out of proportion with the gains from breaching the tomb.

It was nothing more than a desire to negotiate.

With this thought, a hint of indifference flashed in An Tingfeng’s eyes. Whatever the other party wanted, as long as he could offer it, he was willing to give... provided they lived to enjoy it.

He closed his eyes, beginning to track the aura of the Magic Treasure.

The perpetrator had somehow used a certain method to extract the Secret Chant to control the treasure from his daughter and was continuously making efforts to hide their aura, resisting his pursuit.

Hmph, bullying a junior inexperienced in the ways of the world.

An Tingfeng took another step, his voice growing cold, "Despicable creature, you shall be executed."

Among the Azure Sky and the vast sea, the vibrant cloak was swept up by the wind, like a ferocious tiger descending the mountain, its murderous intent vibrating and undisguised!

And at that moment.

The colorful cloak suddenly and quietly fell, no longer carrying the aggression of before.

An Tingfeng quickly lifted his head to look forward, and his previously tranquil pupils trembled, narrowing into a line.

The magic treasure that could resist the attacks of the Unity Realm was also inexplicably released... it was released, not broken!

You should know that even his daughter had never been taught the final part of the Secret Chant.

After all, to retain the Remnant Soul while he searched for a way to save her required a lengthy time, and such an act of defying fate was unavoidably painful.

Given her young age and naive nature, she might not have been able to withstand such pain, potentially leading her to take drastic actions that would distress the family.

These despicable individuals were clearly well-prepared!

"How dare you?!!"

An Tingfeng finally lost his composure. His roar broke through the air, rapidly spreading out, scattering the white clouds in the sky and raising thousand-feet-high waves!

The intense determination in his roar was crystal clear, acting as a tiger’s bellow that intimidated all directions.

Cultivators and demons from nearby forces all watched the skies in terror.

Not understanding what could have provoked an outrage from a behemoth of the Union Dao.

Underwater, the Dragon Palace Demon Soldiers turned around and dived into the Deep Domain, their faces etched with grave expressions as they hastened to report back to their masters.

"Heh—"

An Tingfeng gasped for breath. If those people merely wanted to negotiate, they had already succeeded.

The unease in his eyes grew more intense, to the point of manifesting an almost imperceptible panic.

It seemed that group hadn’t planned to stop there...

What exactly do these madmen want? Speak up! Why won’t they respond to him!

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Boom—

Shen Yi landed on a Floating Island, and once the aura from the Town Stone’s prior upgrade dissipated, he could no longer feel that unnerving gaze.

Being hunted by a Great Demon equivalent to the Unity Realm Stage at any moment was an exhilarating sensation that made one’s heart race.

He regulated his breathing and looked at the little Tiger Demon in his hands.

Just now, that sensation of the flow of aura in his palm had suddenly vanished.

"It’s been resolved," the little Tiger Demon maintained her usual indifferent demeanor.

In the tomb, she had nothing else to do but to endure the torment of existing between life and death. In the times when she almost fully regained her senses, she had engaged in the same meaningless activity.

That was, using those chants, to infer how to break free from the restraints of the Magic Treasure.

Of course, she had never anticipated that one day her actions would prove useful.

After all, she didn’t possess anything truly valuable to incite others to risk being chased by a Great Demon of the Unity Realm Stage just to end her life.

"Thank you for your assistance, sir," the little Tiger Demon extended her filthy, stinking forepaw, within which lay a small golden ring.

Shen Yi didn’t stand on ceremony, taking it directly and slipping it onto his wrist.

Such a precious treasure, perhaps even among the South Hong Seven Sons, few could be chosen.

Yu Lan and You Chang stood silently beside him. It was the first time they saw a look other than apathy in the little Tiger Demon’s eyes—faint anticipation and nervousness.

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