Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons
Chapter 706 - 535 What was considered making enemies before is nothing compared to now (Sorry, it’s a bit too late)_3

Chapter 706: Chapter 535 What was considered making enemies before is nothing compared to now (Sorry, it’s a bit too late)_3

Pan Boyang finally had a fierce look in his eyes, no longer maintaining the calm he had when speaking with Yan Chongzhang.

The saying goes, "Once bitten by a snake, one fears the well rope for ten years."

Even though he had come in his true form this time, he subconsciously did not summon the chained Dao Soldier.

His face twisted with ferocity, he muttered in a low voice, "So what?"

Shen Yi held the Jade Slip in one hand and, somewhat unaccustomed, lightly pressed it with his left hand, responding to the opponent in this manner.

The Perfection-level Shen Yue Art unleashed fiercely.

Before Pan Boyang could react on his face, his entire body, like a bird with broken wings, violently plummeted from the sky and smashed into the waters with a loud crash!

He had not anticipated that the other party would have such a peculiar trick up his sleeve.

For a time, he struggled frantically under the deep water, like a large white fish hooked by the lip, hardly able to reach out a palm, which seemed to grab onto the last straw of salvation with fingers tightening suddenly.

From the river and mountain scroll in the sky, a Jade Ruler covered with crimson thunder slowly emerged.

All at once, wild thunder danced about, lighting up the entire sky with changed colors.

Daoist Soldier Record number thirty-nine, the Heavenly Origin Illusion Thunder Ruler.

Unlike last time, this time it finally appeared before the world in its full glory.

Like a red dragon swooping into the water, it stirred up tumultuous waves, as if it were splitting the entire body of water.

"Now it’s my turn!"

Finally securing it in his grasp, Pan Boyang felt a surge of composure and roared as he shattered part of the invisible mountains over his body, and then swiftly skimmed towards the surface of the water!

Just as he was about to leave the water, he did not return to the River and Mountains Scroll as he had imagined.

A boot lightly touched down on his shoulder, and the figure dressed in black robes appeared deceptively slender, but under the pressure of its foot, Pan Boyang felt an even more terrifying force than before.

His entire upper body sank into the water, and no matter how much he struggled, he could not free himself an inch.

He looked up in shock, meeting Shen Yi’s cold and indifferent gaze; the handsome face seemed somewhat bored and did not even bother to give him a proper glance.

"Go."

Shen Yi took out another Jade Slip and casually tossed it to An Yi.

Under Pan Boyang’s uncertain watch, the girl, void of any breath, took a step and vanished from the spot.

It was the fluctuation of Qi at that moment that twisted his entire face and made him deeply question his own senses.

How could this be?!

"Get out of my way!"

In fear, Pan Boyang roared and violently smashed the Primordial Illusionary Thunder Ruler at the shadow on his body!

However, from the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught sight of a straight golden-patterned dark saber appearing in Shen Yi’s previously empty left hand.

The blade casually swept by.

Xuan gold and bi-color sliced into the red thunder, touching the see-through Jade Ruler threaded with blood.

Crack—

Without any chance for a turnaround, much like true fine iron smashing onto a piece of jade, the Jade Ruler did not last even a breath before it completely shattered into myriad jade fragments.

The long saber ruthlessly pierced through Pan Boyang’s fragile neck.

Thwack!

A living head flew up just like that!

"..."

Shen Yi slightly felt the warm blood stains on his fingertips, his expression unchanging, as he casually put away the long saber.

Just then, the River and Mountains Scroll above suddenly rolled down and before his eyes, took away the head that died with unreconciled eyes.

Shen Yi turned to look.

He saw a Taoist in the scroll who did not hesitate to twist off his own head and then leaped high to catch Pan Boyang’s head with his neck.

The next moment, Pan Boyang seemed to come back to life in the body of the old Taoist, his face full of panic as he started to frantically flee through the streets and alleys.

At the same time, the entire River and Mountains Scroll was rapidly being swept into the Immeasurable Dao Imperial Palace.

"Tsk."

Shen Yi slightly furrowed his brow, finally understanding why the cultivators from Northern Hong had been so arrogant.

Beyond Dao Soldiers, these methods were shocking, even if they were not Immortal Law.

He diverted his gaze and flicked his fingertips near his waist.

There hung a finely-crafted Jade Pendant, displaying a mysterious interweaving of black and white, much like the intertwining of Yin Yang Fish.

In the instant the Jade Pendant swayed,

a tiger roar transformed into invisible ripples that pierced through the entire River and Mountains Scroll.

This scroll, suffused with the aura of heaven and earth, turned into an actual painting upon being struck by the roar of the tiger, devoured by flames, and dissolving away at a visible rate to the naked eye.

The elderly Taoist wailed as he knelt to the ground, instantly engulfed.

The head dropped down once more.

It was cradled between those slender palms as Pan Boyang’s voice, now carrying a hoarse sob, cried out, "I concede! I concede! Brother Dao, spare my life!"

However, in his tear-blurred vision, the expression on Shen Yi’s fair face remained much the same as before.

Equally calm and resolute.

As his fingers abruptly clenched—

The fragile head burst apart with a bang.

The area fell silent once again.

Shen Yi cleansed his palm with his breath, collected Pan Boyang’s remains, and then lifted the Tianyan Forty-Nine which had been placed upon Yan Chongzhang.

Unbeknownst when, An Yi had already returned to his side, handing over the Jade Slip.

Shen Yi passed by the utterly astonished Daozi Yan, placing two Jade Slips in his hand and softly said, "Daozi has worked hard. I have other matters to attend to and must take my leave."

His words concluded, Shen Yi turned and transformed into a purple and white long rainbow, making a swift exit.

"Gulp."

Yan Chongzhang barely managed to recover from the thoughts of deciphering the Tianyan Forty-Nine, standing dumbfounded in place, until his peripheral vision swept over the still dark red surface of the water. Realizing something, he looked up in horror towards the sky.

He saw nothing but the clear blue sky where the Immeasurable Dao Imperial Palace’s shadow was nowhere to be found.

"Young Shen..."

Yan Chongzhang suddenly felt his heart pounding faster and faster, to the point of distraction.

Instinctively, he raised the Jade Slip in his hand, nervously imbuing his Divine Soul into it, and upon clarifying the content, his gaze began to disperse even more.

Inside the first Jade Slip was the very thing he had long coveted—a complete record of the Shen Yue Art!

As for the second Jade Slip, the shock it brought him was no less than the first.

It contained a simple image.

A Golden Pattern Xuan Blade effortlessly shattered the Heavenly Origin Illusion Thunder Ruler, finding it as easy as smashing a piece of tofu, then cleanly and decisively beheaded Pan Boyang.

The contents of this Jade Slip did not capture the face of the assailant but were sufficient to prove many things.

Such as the fact that this powerful Dao Soldier surely had nothing to do with Ban Shan Sect.

Even with the distance being so great, Pan Boyang was powerless to fight back, and Ban Shan Sect could only manage to record some information about the assailant...

Though there were still many gaps,

in the blink of an eye, this might already be the limit of what Young Shen... Brother Dao could achieve.

Yan Chongzhang, holding the two Jade Slips, remained rooted to the spot, for a moment quite at a loss for words.

He found it hard to imagine what sort of terrifying force could have trained a cultivator like Brother Dao Shen, a heaven-sent genius, yet so meticulously cunning.

The other seemed cold and ruthless in his actions but was worthier of association than anyone Yan Chongzhang had ever met.

The Daozi of Ban Shan Sect gazed blankly towards the horizon.

The last decision he made might have been even more correct than his master had envisioned.