Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons
Chapter 935 - 622: What Are You Waiting for While I Wait for Lifespan Years?_2

Chapter 935: Chapter 622: What Are You Waiting for While I Wait for Lifespan Years?_2

Several Sect Masters’ expressions were solemn as they grabbed Xue Yan, preparing to take flight back to the Dao Palace.

No wonder they could provoke this young talent into such a brainless rage.

Even the insignificant Western Hong was hiding such a powerful character.

Their thoughts varied but their actions were in complete unison, as they transformed into golden beams of light at the same time!

"..."

Shen Yi proceeded unhurriedly down the mountain; the moment his boots touched the steps, several beams of light seemed to be suppressed by the mountain massif, simultaneously falling from the sky.

At the tip of his shoe, a ripple of invisible Heartflame spread out, like waves dispersing on water.

Born from emotion, this flame that scorched the Divine Soul was the Green Phoenix Clan’s speciality.

But at this moment, this invisible fire suddenly took shape.

It roared upward, turned into rolling white waves, and engulfed everything in its path.

The dense Ten Thousand Miles of Mountains and Rivers Map in the sky, before the white flames, the golden light rapidly shattered, as if it had turned into actual paper, withering within the flames, leaving only sparks falling like rain.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

With every step the youth in the ink robe took, the Sect Masters of the Infinite Dao Emperor Sect coughed up blood plasma. Xue Yan, with the lowest cultivation among them, watched Shen Yi approach from the mountain, siss and sizzle wanting to say something, but felt as if he was drowning, struggling to breathe.

His eyeballs suddenly bulged out of their sockets as blood flowed from all seven orifices, quickly drenching his entire body in scarlet.

By the time Shen Yi descended Mount Yu,

The Ten Thousand Miles of Mountains and Rivers Map had already burned to ashes; no sign of life remained in the surroundings, only the Cultivators’ robes and puddles of blood-mud everywhere.

He closed his eyes, and in the Ten Thousand Demon South Hall, more than a dozen figures shrouded in black mist surged instantly from his brow, the weakest of which was at Perfection Earth Realm.

They stood dead still in front of Shen Yi, so quiet that not even their breathing could be heard.

On the muddy blood-ground, beneath the watch of these ghastly and terrifying creatures, the swaying figure in the ink robe suddenly seemed a bit more dreadful.

"Sigh."

Initially, Shen Yi thought gathering a Hall Suppressing Stone would be extremely difficult, but after Northern Hong launched a full assault, he felt the entire affair became much simpler.

Much for the Infinite Dao Emperor Sect and the Northern Dragon Palace to do, pressing across the remaining Three Hongs, these vast and boundless waters and lands.

Yet Shen Yi had little to do.

All he had in mind was where the next heap of Demon lifespan years was.

Then by these lifeless dead beings, go and retrieve the items for himself.

Suppressing Stones, placed amidst the Three Hongs, were like endless, never-resting eyes that illuminated this boundless waters and lands in Shen Yi’s mind.

The South Hall was filled; the third Divine Skill was born, exactly the tangible Heartflame he had used before.

The Late Stage of Heavenly Realm was achieved!

Shen Yi quietly waited for a while, and soon two beams of light flew from the left and right in the upper sky.

Yue Tianji appeared, tossing seven or eight huge Black Dragons to the ground!

On the other side was Ke Shisan, the terrifying Dragon Claws slightly open, pouring all of the corpses contained in the Storage Bag onto the ground, forming a small mountain made of Disaster Qilins. This bag contained the entire Yue Family.

The two exchanged spoils of war tacitly, remained silent, and glanced sideways at their master.

The Three Hong Lands had already been completely lit up in Shen Yi’s mind, plus the Suppressing Stones that came and went without a trace, coupled with Ke Shisan’s near-Dao Realm strength, wanting to eat something was really no different than ordering dishes.

He even knew more about the force distribution of these Northern Hong creatures than they did themselves.

As Shen Yi raised his palm, all the corpses on the ground turned into Blood River, surging into each other’s bodies.

"Roar—"

Ke Shisan and Yue Tianji let out muffled groans together.

The former was even closer to that threshold, while the latter’s aura began to surge rapidly!

"..."

Suddenly, a gulping noise arose in the Ten Thousand Demon North Hall.

Ke Shisan slowly opened his eyes, feeling the demonic power constantly slamming against the bottleneck while his master seemingly spared no expense to infuse him with Demon Origin, filling the void in his Divine Soul.

The pain and comfort, two completely different sensations, invaded his mind simultaneously, twisting his expression but a fierce smile crept upon his lips, "Don’t worry, they all came out of Southern Hong, how could I forget you."

Hearing this, Wu Jun was startled and stopped swallowing saliva.

Then he heard Ke Shisan’s whisper.

"Next to the Northern Dragon Palace’s chief... there’s an old turtle... with Heavenly Realm Perfection cultivation... once I finish what I’m currently handling, I will go and retrieve it for you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Jun excitedly sprung up from his throne.

Almost fifty Great Demons of Union Dao Realm were Suppressing Stones under the master’s command, who would dare to think that a Hall Master sitting high in the Ten Thousand Demon Hall, still having White Jade Capital cultivation, would be a laughing stock if word got out!

It was Xuan Jian brother, who always had him in mind!

"Don’t be moved; what Dragon King doesn’t have an old turtle accompanying them? You’re just the right size; it fits perfectly."

Ke Shisan teased, obviously very satisfied with the improvement to his realm.

Yet Yue Tianji, who had also stepped into the half-step Dao Realm by absorbing the strength of his entire clan, did not dare to smile at this moment.

"Go."

Shen Yi waved his sleeve gently and then headed eastward alone.

Compared to the improvements of these Town Stones.

The one thing he had been focusing on was always just one matter.

[Remaining Demon Lifespan: One hundred and thirty-seven million, two hundred thousand years]

Under the incessant killing of so many Town Stones, it was finally...

Enough.

...

Western Hong, somewhere in a market.

Ji Jingxi, looking exhausted and with dim eyes, watched the ruins below. Arriving one step too late, she faced nothing but bloodshed.

The Southern Hong Seven Sects, situated on the very edge of Hongze, were temporarily safe. The sect masters, including herself, had done their utmost to support the other Hongs.

But personal strength eventually has its limits.

Faced with the massacre of the entire Northern Hong, even if her Moonlight was at its brightest, how could she manage to cover all Three Hong Lands?

Moreover, her cultivation at Mid Stage of Heavenly Realm was definitely not considered top-tier in front of the creatures of Northern Hong. Should she be unlucky enough to encounter a renowned elder powerhouse, even her own life would be hard to preserve.

In such a situation, she couldn’t help but start to miss someone.

Since the Southern Dragon Palace went mad, no matter what happened to the Seven Sects, as long as that young man was there, nothing would ever go wrong.

However, when Shen Yi said he would leave, he truly left.

No news for several days. He just disappeared from the land and waters of Hongze as if vanished into thin air.

Now, the only thing Ji Jingxi could hope for, considering the desolation of Hongze, was that the advance of Northern Hong was clearly not as fast as their initial imposing display.

Those two Dao Realm powers had also not yet made an appearance.

Although she knew in her heart that it was very difficult for Shen Yi to be behind these things, she couldn’t help but hope it had something to do with him.

After all, it would prove that the young man was still in Hongze, or rather, still alive.

Collecting her thoughts, Ji Jingxi slowly clenched her fingers.

Moonlight materialized out of thin air and converged into a beam, aimed at the neatly retreating demon soldiers below.

Even if she arrived a step too late, she still had to do something.

Just then, she suddenly looked down.

As a deafening tiger roar sounded, a massive Fierce Tiger phantom enveloped the market, casting shadows as vast as the canopy.

Many demon soldiers, before they could react, turned into mere skeletons.

With no trace of grace but using the most brute, cruel, and decisive means. This style of action reminded Ji Jingxi of a force that had been quiet for too long.

She stared dumbfounded and indeed saw the petite figure she had once encountered.

The same loose dark golden robe billowed.

But with no hood covering her head, it revealed a clean, childish face.

"Heh."

Ji Jingxi found it hard to believe that such a fierce reputation could hide such a pitiable face.

The stark contrast involuntarily made her call out, "Who are you exactly, Ten Thousand Demon Hall?"

What kind of force this was, to turn such an innocent girl into a figure that instilled such fear.

The petite girl originally did not want to respond.

She knew her master was in a hurry and that this was a life-or-death fight.

But taking a glance at Ji Jingxi and due to her status, she collected all the demon corpses with a wave of her hand, then turned into a black streamer and flew towards the Sky Curtain, leaving behind only a simple sentence.

"West Hall Master, An Yi."

...

Ji Jingxi stood rooted to the spot as it turned out these strange occurrences had nothing to do with Shen Yi.

Among the remaining Three Hong Lands, there really was a force capable of contending with Northern Hong.

And they did it alone, managing to hold that terrifying display at bay for the time being!

Ten Thousand Demon Hall!

Why would they do these things? Could it really be because of the words spoken before?

They wanted Western Hong.

So even when facing Immortals, their attitude wouldn’t change at all?!

There was such a domineering force in Hongze... thinking of this, Ji Jingxi suddenly felt somewhat suffocated.

Could they really achieve it?