I Slay Gods and Demons in the Deceit Night
Chapter 669 - 392 The Human Clan No More Li Shen Sect! _3

Chapter 669: Chapter 392 The Human Clan No More Li Shen Sect! _3

"This time, I have come to completely release the Starry River."

Li Shen Sect, with his temples streaked with gray, spoke calmly, his gaze indifferent: "Since I, Li Shen Sect, cannot hold you back, let the master your distant ancestor served return..."

As his voice echoed, his Starry River nearly enveloped the Forbidden Land where Duke Wei Ling resided.

Stars twinkled everywhere, omnipresent.

"..."

Li Shen Sect closed his eyes tightly, and suddenly a light flickered between his brows.

His expression grew cold as he spoke slowly: "Do you have any last words?"

Bai Ying’s heart shook, his gaze complex.

In the next moment, Li Shen Sect opened his eyes and said with a layered tone, "In the long river of years that you have traversed, I am but a fleeting ripple! From the beginning, I was you. Yet when you awaken, though possessing all my past, you are ultimately no longer me!"

"After today, you will completely awaken, and the Human Clan’s Li Shen Sect will die."

"Originally, I could suppress the Starry River for another year or two. Now, letting you awaken early... counts as not obstructing your path."

"Given that we are one, promise me one thing?"

As Li Shen Sect’s voice fell.

Bai Ying’s gaze grew even more complicated.

In his eyes, Li Shen Sect was an intensely proud person—unyielding unto death, standing upright and firm.

Today he willingly faces death, yet before dying, he uses such a favor—barely qualifying as an act of kindness—to leverage gratitude for a return!

No! Rather than calling it leveraging gratitude, it’s more accurate to say, using somewhat shameless means, to beg the master...

Suddenly, Bai Ying felt unfamiliar, as if he didn’t know the Li Shen Sect before him!

"Alright!"

Li Shen Sect closed his eyes again, the light between his brows flickering, his face turning icy as he said, "But if you intend to ask me to protect the Human Clan, then don’t bother speaking."

Then, he opened his eyes, gave a self-deprecating laugh, and said, "Protecting the Human Clan—such a grand aspiration cannot be encompassed in one or two matters... I won’t insist!"

As his voice fell, he closed his eyes again. The light between his brows flashed as he asked, "Then what do you want?"

"In this era of the Human Clan, there is one Saint Master blessed with Great Luck. The New Technique he innovates may be passed down for a thousand generations, resolving the calamities that have plagued the Human Clan since Deceit Night descended."

Li Shen Sect opened his eyes and said: "It is said that with Great Luck comes both blessings and curses, and catastrophes are inevitable. In past years, anyone blessed with Great Luck, regardless of their supreme achievements, always faced an untimely demise in the end!"

Hesitating briefly, he said: "If... If only... alas, I don’t ask you to risk your life, I just hope you can do your best to save our Saint Master once—only once..."

"Granted!"

"Thank you!"

"Do you have any last wishes?" At this point, Bai Ying couldn’t help but speak, "We’ve known each other for so long, there’s no lack of sentiment between us. Large matters I cannot accomplish, but minor matters I can assist with..."

"In Qifeng Prefecture, set up a cenotaph for me, so the Human Clan knows Li Shen Sect is dead. Hereafter, the one who walks the world shall no longer be Li Shen Sect."

Li Shen Sect said this, and then added: "The Swordsmanship I newly comprehended, you have already learned. Pass it back to the Human Clan for me! As for my cultivation insights, hand them to my disciples, let them collectively study..."

Bai Ying agreed briefly and asked again, "Is there anything else?"

Li Shen Sect thought for a moment, then suddenly chuckled and said: "There was an earlier regret... not being able to spar with Han Zheng while only in the Qi Refining Realm."

"In the past, the rights and wrongs were hard to discern. I struck him once and oppressed him for over a decade. Frankly, I do feel somewhat guilty about that."

"Later, I asked Mr. Lu to assist Han Zheng and had Xu Dingye challenge the Saint Master, helping him enter the Qi Refining Realm—a minor compensation."

"But looking at it now, thinking carefully, his disciples produced a Saint Master of such caliber—truly thousands of times better than me."

"Even without a fight, it’s not really a regret."

As his voice fell, Li Shen Sect slowly closed his eyes.

When he opened them again, all emotions had vanished from his gaze. Cold to the extreme, deep as an abyss.

From this moment on, there was no more Li Shen Sect among the Human Clan!

Bai Ying’s eyes grew utterly complex.

He had stayed by Li Shen Sect’s side precisely to wait for the day the master returned.

Yet now that the day had truly arrived, there was no joyous relief as expected.

Instead, there was only grief and sorrow.

"Greetings, Master!" Bai Ying restrained his emotions and immediately spread his wings, bowing to the ground.

"Which generation are you? Your bloodline is so thin?" An icy voice issued from Li Shen Sect’s mouth.

"Back then, the one who followed the master was my first hundred and sixty-third ancestor!" Bai Ying replied softly.

"A fleeting dream, the oceans shifting to mulberry fields, has it really been this long?"

Li Shen Sect’s face remained expressionless as he exhaled. Suddenly, he reached out to grasp his sword, gazing toward the depths of the Forbidden Land, and said: "I will rest for a night."

"..."

Duke Wei Ling’s heart trembled.

Rest for a night.

Spoken so casually!

Yet he blocked the entrance to the Forbidden Land!

Meaning that anyone daring to step out of the Pure Land would be disturbing his rest—an intentional act of defiance, a deliberate pursuit of death!

What ancient presence is this, appearing so tyrannical and ferocious?

——

Meanwhile.

Outside Beishan Holy Land.

Lin Yan’s expression was solemn as he said: "If the Great Saint of Beishan were stationed, I would truly have no confidence in breaking the Holy Land!"

"The Great Saint of Beishan has left; the Holy Land is now vulnerable."

The Little White Ape spoke: "But to breach an exposed Holy Land, amongst Creation Gods, only the master could achieve that."

"I cannot accomplish it either."

Lin Yan lightly shook his head and said: "Holy Lands are more stable than Blessed Lands. They are said to be Immortal God Arenas, solid as fortified walls..."

Back when South Mountain Sacred Land had its Saint Master stationed, even then, the Holy Land was pierced by a single arrow!

So it seems that arrow back then was far more terrifying than Lin Yan imagined.

He suppressed his emotions and took out an object.

It was the God-breaking Mallet!

Infused with the mana of Feng City’s Heavenly God King!

As Lin Yan channeled his mana, divine power surged within!

The God-breaking Mallet radiated brilliant light!

Lin Yan’s expression grew grave as he waved his hand!

The God-breaking Mallet soared, like an arrow leaving its bowstring, shooting straight forward!

BOOM!!!

Beishan Holy Land!

Shattered!