Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons
Chapter 721 - 542: Acquiring the Myriad Phenomena Treasure Land, Peeking at the Secrets of Western Hong

Chapter 721: Chapter 542: Acquiring the Myriad Phenomena Treasure Land, Peeking at the Secrets of Western Hong

The Demon Race is indeed a creature favored by the heavens and the earth.

Compared to cultivators, who from the Qi-Training Realm need various cultivation techniques and precious tools to augment themselves, and must rely on all kinds of precious materials to condense their Dao Pillar, only to then traverse tribulations that could at any moment lead to both their death and the extinction of their Dao.

After such arduous effort, they still need to find a suitable He Dao Bao Di, and only then can they reach a realm that, for the Demon Race, simply requires a strong bloodline, sufficient food and drink, and a lengthy period of time to naturally develop equivalent strength.

At least among the demons Shen Yi had encountered, aside from those little demons whose lives hung by a thread, a precious few with any real power were willing to learn some skills—like the Spider Emperor and Ke Shisan.

In such circumstances, An Yi, who had never truly learned anything, simply used her innate brute strength to attack, causing the Sect Master of Wanxiang Pavilion’s body to disintegrate.

However, cultivators of the Unity Realm Stage are called microcosms because they truly have transcended the realm of mortals.

The fragmented body of the Wanxiang Pavilion Sect Master turned into wisps of blue smoke, merging into the firmament, and that ethereal cloud unexpectedly seemed to transform into a face that extended as far as the eye could see.

He glared down furiously at the world below, and then opened his mouth.

As if he intended to swallow the entire sky and earth.

Within the unseen parts of Wanxiang Pavilion’s Inner Sect, removed from the mundane world of the Immortal Sect, whether it be renowned cultivators or royal relatives—everyone, including commoners on the streets, could see the shift in the skies.

The sky turned blood red, the clouds converged, resembling a greedy tongue.

The sun and moon were like eyes, radiating a terrifying light.

A slight exhale transformed into a gale sweeping across the vast land!

"The heavens and earth have gone mad."

"All vitality has expired."

An aging cultivator sat cross-legged in his cave dwelling, seemingly having foreseen the outcome and no longer resisting, slowly lowered his hands, adopting the posture of one ready to pass on.

If the heavens wish to destroy a person, there is no escape.

Across the land, throngs of figures prostrated themselves, regardless of their status; even peddlers and porters abandoned their possessions, their cries resonating like the wailing of tormented spirits in the world around them.

At that moment, it was as if massive claws cleaved through the blood-red heavens with an oppressive fury!

Ao—

A faint dragon’s roar spread throughout the seas and Jiuzhou.

The enveloping gales came to an abrupt halt...but only for an instant before rising up again with an even more terrifying momentum!

Wanxiang Pavilion’s Inner Sect.

Ke Shisan, surrounded by a golden light, soared into the clear blue sky with his grand dragon’s body, frantically attempting to smash the colossal face above. However, facing that visage, his several hundred zhang-long dragon’s body was no different than a loach.

The destruction was not as swift as the face’s reformation.

"Even in death, I shall make you demons pay a price!" the Wanxiang Pavilion Sect Master bellowed furiously, his eyes once again fixed on the tall figure below.

He seemed mad, but his mind was clearer than ever.

Escape was impossible today, and if he were to seek revenge, perhaps the young cultivator was his only achievable target.

Amidst the ravaging gales, the young man’s black robe billowed violently, his disheveled hair lifting to reveal that face, pale and to the extreme of indifference: "..."

"An evil demon dares to intrude and bullies recklessly! Heed my command, exterminate this fiend!" Following the old man’s roar, numerous Qi Swords hung in the air, silently standing erect.

Unlike their previously invisible form, the flowing aura now contained hints of blood-red, the murderous air so dense it was suffocating.

"..."

An Yi turned her head to glance at Shen Yi, capturing the slight discomfort hidden beneath his indifferent demeanor, then she redirected her gaze back toward the heavens.

The next moment, her moist eyes suddenly narrowed to slits.

The little creature fiercely clenched her fists and opened her mouth wide toward the sky. In an instant, an unspeakable, terrifying roar transformed into an immense wave of sound that, with magnificent force, howled towards the boundless face in the heavens!

"Roar—"

The Qi Swords extinguished one after another, fear flashed across the old man’s face, his features contorted, yet no matter how he tried to dodge, he couldn’t prevent the sky-spanning face from visibly melting away.

Outside the Inner Sect, in the mundane world.

Nearly everyone heard the phrase "exterminate this fiend"—it was the will of the heavens and the earth.

The heart of the old Daoist, poised in a meditative death posture, twitched slightly. Fortunately, this dying body was to be offered up in the extermination of demons, so his death was not entirely in vain.

However, after a long time, he could still feel his body.

The old Daoist slowly opened his eyes, only to see the blood-red sky dissipate, the fierce winds abruptly cease, and the world return to clarity as if what had just happened was merely an illusion.

Within the walls of city after city, the prostrate commoners remained stunned for a lengthy period before someone eventually mustered the courage to look up. Their tear-streaked faces convulsed violently, finally breaking into a hoarse cry!

"The demon has been vanquished!"

...

In the clear world, the petite figure slowly unclenched her fists.

She tried to turn around but stumbled, nearly falling.

Thankfully, long and powerful hands steadied her shoulders in time.

An Yi turned her pale face and saw Shen Yi retract his hand, standing up straight once more: "You’ve worked hard."

"..."

The little one pursed her lips and lowered her head.

She wasn’t quite sure why Shen Yi, in a situation that seemed under control, suddenly became so irritable...even though his expression hardly changed, An Yi still felt his emotional fluctuations.

But whatever the reason, it likely wasn’t a rebuke for being too slow to act. More probably, it had something to do with what the old man had attempted to devour.

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