Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons
Chapter 915 - 615: Seize Every Minute and Second

Chapter 915: Chapter 615: Seize Every Minute and Second

Northern Hong, Immortal Residence.

On the robust and stout Coiled Dragon Pillar, a Dark Golden Dharma Identity about ten zhang high drooped its head.

At the heart, a lacquered red wooden wedge was deeply embedded, imparting a sense of inexplicable withering and dryness to its solid and broad chest. A dark golden liquid seeped out, rolling down along the muscular veins, soaking the talisman and ropes on its body.

"Heh..."

This towering Zhenyu Golden Body emitted a faint breath, its eyes, reminiscent of gilded gold, fixedly stared at the ground. The light in its eyes no longer held the dominance of old days, only endless numbness and struggle remained.

"Open your mouth, take the elixir."

A coarse, dark Black Dragon Claw pressed on its left shoulder, slamming it forcefully against the pillar. The moment the Golden Body was forced to raise its head, the Black Dragon stuffed an elixir pill, glinting with treasure light, directly into its mouth.

The Golden Body slumped against the pillar, feeling the vigorous power of the elixir unfolding within, silently staring at the Black Dragon before it.

The fact that an elixir could affect a body formed by the power of faith meant it was certainly not crafted from ordinary Heaven and Earth Treasures.

"What are you looking at? Such Immortal Pills are even rare for me to behold, using it on you truly is a waste."

Qi Tianchuan, eyes filled with disdain, grabbed the head of the Golden Body with one claw and forcefully pressed it down.

A minor practitioner who could barely match the Union Dao with the help of such an Immortal Pill from the heavens, if not for devious tricks attracting the attention of the Immortal Court, would never have the right to look me in the eye in this lifetime.

"Qi, be careful, and do not implicate me."

An old man in a yellow robe frowned and glanced at the Black Dragon, calmly repairing the fissures that had formed on the Golden Body due to its inability to withstand the seal.

Even mere food for immortals shouldn’t be insulted lightly by the likes of us.

Wasting food is a great taboo.

"It just seems a pity."

Qi Tianchuan sniffed his claws that still held the residual scent of the elixir, clicking his tongue at the intoxicatingly sweet aroma.

Just then, unhurried footsteps approached from behind.

Both set down what they were doing and turned around, bowing respectfully, "The task you assigned is completed. With enough Immortal Pills and diligent mending of its injuries, it can live under this seal for another ten thousand years without problem."

"Ten thousand years?"

The flowing cloud white robe swayed gently as the newcomer emerged from the brightness.

Perhaps all beings believed that the Hongze Immortal was an elder with a Taoist air, or at least appeared middle-aged.

However, in reality, he looked quite young, his features slightly gaunt. Even clothed in such drifting immortal robes, he exuded a somewhat harsh demeanor.

Hongze Immortal smiled as he looked towards the figure on the pillar: "Fellow Immortal, ten years is enough."

For beings like them, ten years was but a blink of an eye, merely a brief rest or an occasional outer worldly meditation.

Such a brief duration could earn him merits that even he coveted.

This was heaven aiding his return to the Immortal Court.

"Leave."

Hongze Immortal dismissed them with a soft voice and walked slowly to the Golden Body. As his robes fluttered, he gently ascended.

Their eyes met.

In the numb eyes of the Golden Body, a rich sense of fear suddenly surged.

Qinghua silently chanted her master’s name in her heart, yet she could hardly suppress the slight trembling of the Golden Body Dharma Identity, as if it knew what was to come next. She curled up deep inside the Dharma Identity, clenching her teeth tightly.

The next moment, Hongze Immortal extended his index finger, slowly pointing towards the void.

"Roar!!"

Simultaneously, the robust Golden Body Dharma Identity clenched its fists tightly, golden light surged over its body, bit by bit being stripped away and absorbed into the fingertip of the Immortal.

Its entire body tensed, veins bulging, palms shaking wildly.

Those merits that could elevate its status among the heavens were slowly being stolen by another.

Inside this towering Golden Body.

The handsome, clad in a snow-white robe, Yin God appeared thunderstruck, extending his right palm hesitantly, trying to retain those merits, yet he grasped nothing but air.

"My master—"

The lips of the young-looking Yin God trembled lightly.

What truly brought despair to Qinghua was not the agonizing pain that swept through her body.

As she controlled the Yin God and managed the Golden Body on behalf of her master, she could only watch helplessly as what belonged to Shen Yi was taken away, unable to protect it.

"Who are you calling?"

Hongze Immortal looked down from a high perspective at the Golden Body, noticing its silent chanting, finding it a bit humorous: "Praying to the Buddhas? Have you forgotten, I am an Immortal."

His words echoed throughout the great hall, evoking an air of despair.

Below the Immortal, all beings are mere mortals.

"..."

The white-robed Yin God’s trembling fingers gradually steadied, and the struggle in his eyes stilled, becoming as placid as still water.

He clenched his fist.

Feeling the pain across his body, the young man fell silent for a long time, eventually curling his lips into a ferocious smile.

"Hmm?"

Hongze Immortal grunted softly, frowning lightly.

He then saw the previously numb-faced Golden Body slowly raising its head, those struggling gilded eyes now surprisingly clear.

Without a trace of emotion, they just quietly watched him.

So much so, that even Hongze Immortal felt a slight offense and anger, but still he maintained an Immortal’s magnanimity: "Look, you only have a little over ten years left to live."

Zhenyu Golden Body watched the power of merits ascend into the fingertips of the other party.

Its gaze settled on the Immortal’s face, as if trying to memorize that visage, finally, it opened its mouth, its deep voice echoing throughout the great hall.