Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons

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Crack! Crack! Crack!

The moment the sword's edge touched the Great Formation, the cleansing light didn't even last a breath before shattering like fragile colored glaze!

Nine dragons and nine phoenixes erupted into piercing mournful cries.

They quickly turned into specks of cleansing light, dissipating into the air.

The short sword continued its descent.

The towering halls of the Martial Temple shattered directly, revealing the thirteen seated Golden Body Dharma Identities within.

Boom!

As the short sword fell through mid-air, one of the slightly shorter three-zhang tall Golden Bodies actually collapsed, reverting into a skyful of Incense Willpower.

Ancestor of the Martial Temple was picking at his toes, staring blankly into the sky.

His gaze became increasingly clear, the usual stupor slowly fading away, only because he sensed the aura of demise.

This brief moment of lucidity, however, signified endless torment.

Fear filled the Ancestor's eyes. Under the pressure of the short sword, he mustered all the strength in his body but could only shakily extend one hand.

With fingertips that had just picked between his toes, he reached out towards the blade, seemingly trying to stop the other party for a moment.

Clang!

In this scene, which seemed to slow down several times, a crisp metallic collision suddenly resounded.

The tremendous sound nearly left everyone temporarily deaf.

The source of the collision sound was something that flew out from within the A Courtyard.

It was a small purple-golden Pill Furnace, tumbling through the air with the black smoke of an exploded furnace before slamming fiercely onto the short sword.

Fine cracks appeared on the Pill Furnace.

But the short sword it struck, which a moment ago carried an overwhelming aura, immediately quivered intensely and exploded into fragments that filled the sky.

Thud, thud, thud.

The Pill Furnace hit the ground, rolling several times, drawing everyone's gaze.

"..."

The spirit emperor watched silently as the short sword shattered.

He then cast his gaze toward the figure next to the Pill Furnace.

There stood the young man in black robes, who slowly bent down to pick up the Pill Furnace at his feet.

That Pill Furnace was obviously one of the treasures left by the Nanyang Sect.

But after all, it was just an item for pill refining. Even though it was sturdy, using it in a magical duel was really pushing it.

The reason it could shatter the short sword was not just the Pill Furnace itself but more importantly, the young man.

"Are you that little thief who stole the treasures?"

The spirit emperor chuckled, stretching out his hand to recall the other sword that he had earlier slashed towards Ling Xi.

It has to be said, after that scene just now, he finally understood why the old dog would let him out.

Inside this Nanyang Sect, aside from the old dog, only he could suppress this little thief.

He suddenly pointed his sword at Shen Yi, tilting his head and said, "Then let's start with you as my first meal."

"Hiss!"

Li Qingfeng slowly descended, intending to bring his shixiong over to Shen Yi's side, but upon a sideways glance, he saw Nie Jun, whom he had thrown down earlier, had disappeared from the spot.

Instead, the eldest martial sister covered her wound and rushed towards Shen Yi.

"Where's the person?"

Li Qingfeng suddenly panicked inside, knowing his shixiong. Even if Nie Shixiong had only one breath left, he would definitely fight to his last gasp against that old demon pretending to be tender.

In the skies above, undetectable to everyone.

Nie Jun lay on a cloud, barely opening his eyes, his voice as soft as a mosquito's but chillingly cold, "Let me go."

"Let you go to die?"

Ye Wenxuan stood with her arms down, a warm current emerging in her palm wrapping Nie Jun, "You know I can't take action, I cannot let my many years of dedication be in vain due to your choices, that would be irrational."

"It is the Red-Eyed Mysterious Phoenix, a demon that should not exist within the Nanyang Sect."

Upon hearing this, Nie Jun struggled with force, but he couldn't break free from the warm current's restraint, "I'm just asking you to let me go… Also, since it is so powerful, aren't you worried that after it has eaten its fill, it will ruin your grand dream of being Sect Master?"

"If it had that chance, you wouldn't have the opportunity to see this world."

Ye Wenxuan looked on without sadness or joy, "That fellow who claims to be the last disciple of the Nanyang Sect, Zhang Daoyou, wouldn't dare to let this phoenix bird break through to the Return to Void Realm."

"Also, it seems you like to blame the mistakes you make on me."

Saying this, the woman helplessly lifted her lips into a smile, looking back down, "Now, just quietly watch the chaos you've created until the end…"

Ye Wenxuan's words were cut short abruptly.

Because Shen Yi below finally made his move, seen thrusting forward fiercely, his figure shot out explosively.

His fingers tightly holding the Pill Furnace, he smashed it fiercely against the forehead of the spirit emperor.

Bang!

The spirit emperor didn't even see Shen Yi's motion clearly before he took a solid hit to the head.

He fell towards the ground, frantically flapping his fiery feathers to steady himself.

Touching the bloodstain on his forehead in disbelief, the spirit emperor looked up to the sky in fury, "You dare to injure this emperor?!"

His ration had actually drawn his blood!

"..."

The rapid scene left everyone below in a stunned daze.

However, the scene that followed made even Li Qingfeng momentarily forget to search for his shixiong Nie Jun.

Shen Yi glanced at the Pill Furnace in his hand.

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He then bent his finger to wipe away the bloodstains and brought them to his nose for a gentle sniff.

The next moment, to his own surprise, the young man calmly sucked in the bloodstain.

It seemed he had tasted the flavor of blood.

Underneath his messy hair, Shen Yi's eyes suddenly flashed with a deep murderous intent.

Under the gaze of those pitch-black eyes.

Ling Huang suddenly felt something was amiss, "..."

He forcibly suppressed the weird chill in his heart.

Without any hesitation, he flapped his snow-white cloak fiercely, swung his wings again, and the short sword in his hand burst out with a dazzling sword light, his entire body transformed into flowing light and dove towards Shen Yi!

"For the emperor..."

The words, seething with killing intent, were not yet finished.

The arm that held the sword was already grasped tightly in Shen Yi's hand, followed by a heavy blow from the Pill Furnace!

Bang! Bang! Splurch!

Grasping him, Shen Yi's other mercilessly smashed the Pill Furnace down.

The last variation in sound was the splattering of flesh and blood on Ling Huang's face, every smash spraying up a large chunk of flesh and blood.

"Release me!"

Ling Huang struggled desperately but could not pull his arm free; suddenly, plume feathers burst out from his skin, a bird's beak appeared on his face, and a pair of enormous fire-feathers thrashed out at Shen Yi, pushing him back more than a hundred meters.

"Taste the emperor's treasure!"

He reached for his waist to slap it but did not have time to pick something useful from the pile of treasures given by the old dog.

When he looked up, he saw Shen Yi far away, already reaching out his hand.

Between the cleft of his thumb, a dazzling golden arrow was nestled, its tip already firmly aimed at his own brow.

Imperial Demon Gold Arrow!

In an instant, the arrow silently penetrated Ling Huang's skull and quickly turned into golden light as it entered his body.

"Ah! Ah!"

Amid the agonized howls, the silver armor on Ling Huang's body quickly peeled away, and his body swelled at a visible rate.

In the span of a breath, he transformed into a giant red phoenix that blotted out the sky, its massive body not inferior to the illusions in the Great Formation, and even more splendid.

A genuine giant phoenix!

The luminous gold seemed to hide between its feathers, a mere flap of its wings bringing forth a furious wind carrying waves of fire.

Its rampant circling in the sky made the entire Great Qian Imperial City seem like a vast furnace.

The golden light formed by the Imperial Demon Gold Arrow clearly locked its demon body, but the intense pain drove Ling Huang into further frenzy!

Every movement it made was akin to a natural disaster for the people below in Great Qian.

"Stop it!"

Lingxi waved her sleeve, and the spiritual pressure rolled from down to up, reversing the falling sea of fire.

"How do we kill this beast?" Li Qingfeng took out various treasures that weren't yet repaired and likewise intercepted the rain of fire; merely injuring the opponent caused repercussions that ordinary cultivators could not endure.

Just then.

Shen Yi stared at the Red-Eyed Mysterious Phoenix circling in the sky, his gaze growing deeper.

Suddenly, a "hiss" sound echoed from the heavens.

As if a fire had been ignited.

Behind Shen Yi, two streams of golden flames shot out, quickly expanding with the wind and transforming into two seas of golden flames that obscured the sky. With a slight flutter, they resembled wings of plume feathers.

A slight tremble of the Golden Flame Double Wings drew in all the rain of fire, which merged with the golden flames.

The golden flame pattern on his forehead became dazzling, almost detaching itself.

Boom!

Shen Yi suddenly soared into the air, the Golden Flame Sea that formed his wings fiercely crashed onto the Red-Eyed Mysterious Phoenix, sending it tumbling backwards.

He quickly followed, spreading his wings again to wrap around the neck of the Xuan Feng.

One hand grabbed the phoenix's Crimson Feather on the forehead, while the other resumed pounding with the Pill Furnace, relentlessly smashing the same area as if not knowing exhaustion.

The vast power, which might even make a Great Demon of such extraordinary bloodline shudder, gathered in the black-robed figure, pouring into the Pill Furnace in his hand.

He focused and earnestly shattered Ling Huang's skull.

The two pairs of wings beat down, plummeting toward the ground like golden and crimson meteorites smashing into Great Qian.

Boom!

Shen Yi stood on Ling Huang's neck, disabling any struggle.

The Pill Furnace was already filled with meat slush; his continuous pounding went on until he fully crushed the colossal head, turning it into fragments of bone.

"Heh..."

Shen Yi panted heavily, his black robe soaked with blood splatter, now damply clinging to him.

He slowly stood up straight, tossed aside the Pill Furnace, and once more tasted the meat paste on his knuckles.

A trace of relief finally appeared on his face.

If he wasn't mistaken, this was probably the most precious sustenance he had obtained in the Nanyang Sect.

"Cough cough."

Watching the figure emanating fierce malice, Li Qingfeng swallowed hard, so much so that his throat spasmed.

Great Ancestor above.

That ferocious deity was actually still smiling...