Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons

As the plume feathers lost their luster, the colossal phoenix lay prostrate within the Imperial City.

The fierce flames dissipated, yet the warmth lingered on.

Real Person Ling Xi treaded on the pitch-black scorched earth, and even now, she still couldn't be sure that the mighty Great Demon had truly died.

She and Nie Jun returned together and had encountered this beast en route.

Empowered by their vestment robes, the two of them unleashed all their techniques, yet they couldn't last even half a day.

Amidst the sea of fire and the clash with the Purple Sky Divine Thunder from the Dao Palace.

Ling Xi even felt a delusion that she couldn't intervene, a scene that left such a deep impression on her that she found the current situation somewhat farcical.

The overbearing Phoenix Flame, and the silver armor that even the Purple Sky Divine Thunder Sword Art couldn't penetrate.

Gave an overwhelming sense of powerlessness and despair.

Then, this phoenix demon was smashed to death by someone wielding a Pill Furnace and stepping on its neck.

"..."

When Ling Xi saw Shen Yi start tearing off the flesh of the Red Phoenix and stuffing it into Storage Treasures, the farcical feeling intensified.

The fearsome Great Demon capable of destroying heaven and earth was in the hands of the youth, like a roast chicken being torn apart at will.

She shook her head somewhat dazedly.

Others might not have witnessed the spell battle between the Spirit Emperor and Nie Jun like Ling Xi had, but the recent shattered Great Formation by a mere sword strike and the mere aftershocks of its energy that caused a Golden Body's remnants to collapse were shock enough.

The strength of this Great Demon definitely needed no further discussion.

The fact that it died in such a ridiculous manner only proved that its opponent was even more terrifying!

Li Qingfeng watched as Shen Yi completely stored the fire phoenix into a Storage Treasure, then his gaze froze. The variety of Storage Treasures that the other party produced, some from Great Qian, some from Qingqiu, as well as from Mysterious Light Cave and Wutong Mountain, and also some of the insignia of unknown minor powers.

What kind of good Samaritan carries so many bags with them?

Really, carrying all their belongings around?

"No, wait, hiss."

Li Qingfeng slapped his forehead hard: "I almost forgot about Nie Shixiong."

While Shen Yi was cleaning up the remnants,

Nie Jun gazed blankly amidst the clouds at the scene below, his expression rapidly shifting.

Only at this moment did he finally understand why Shen Yi, despite being struck by the Imperial Demon Gold Arrow, could casually utter a word and frighten off Shen Feng, the Demon Emperor.

Perhaps only those demons enveloped by Shen Yi's murderous intent could truly understand his formidable strength.

It turns out that he had misjudged.

Nie Jun slowly withdrew his gaze, and suddenly swept his eyes over to the woman standing with her hands behind her back.

Ye Wenxuan stared indifferently down below.

Appearing calm and collected.

However, her palms clasped behind her were clenched tight, emitting a crisp cracking sound.

"Hah, hiss."

Nie Jun couldn't help but laugh out loud, then he tugged at the wound inflicted by the Spirit Emperor, drawing a sharp intake of breath.

But the searing pain couldn't stop him from laughing.

With any matter related to Shen Yi, the words his master uttered each time had to be swallowed back immediately, which was extremely amusing.

"Laughing at what?"

Ye Wenxuan turned her gaze, her expression completely unrippled: "Is it very amusing? You've completely severed that dog's lingering thoughts."

It must be said, Shen Yi's strength had indeed far exceeded her expectations.

The Red-Eyed Mysterious Phoenix was undoubtedly the most powerful creature within the entire Nanyang Sect, merely trapped here.

But under Shen Yi's brutal battering, its prideful demonic body and the tenacious vitality that not even the Imperial Demon Gold Arrow could permanently lock down, all seemed somewhat laughable.

Below the Return to Void Realm, Ye Wenxuan found it very hard to imagine any technique that could suppress that young man.

Being able to find a pile of all sorts of odds and ends within the Nanyang Sect where Dao arts had ceased, and to fully cultivate them to a harmonious state solely through one's own abilities, was already beyond what the simple term "talent" could describe.

However, if the old dog couldn't successfully retrieve the lost items from the inner gate of the Nanyang Sect.

Plus the demons being wiped out, with no one to guard the treasures for it, it would be equivalent to the cultivators reclaiming most of the Nanyang Sect inheritance.

This meant that, at most in a thousand years, a large group of cultivators would emerge like bamboo shoots after the rain, all having reached the pinnacle of Divinity Transformation. Then, they'd find the means to craft the Precious Tools that would safeguard the sect from the Artifice Tower.

By that time, the old dog would most likely watch helplessly as a dozen, or even scores of Returned Void Cultivators, stepped neatly into that great hall.

"A cornered dog will leap over a wall; it's going mad."

Speaking up to this point, Ye Wenxuan's voice took on a few shades of deathly stillness.

For so many years she dared not take action, afraid that the old dog would discover her complete lack of progress.

"Now, which one of you qualifies to insert this Dao Plate?"

Ye Wenxuan took out the ancient-looking Dao Plate, carefully caressing it with the pads of her fingers.

The Return to Void Realm is the minimum threshold to activate the Dao Plate.

"Or are any of you capable of leading that dog away for your mentor?"

Ye Wenxuan suddenly clenched the Dao Plate. If the old dog personally took action, the first thing it would do would be to use every possible means to locate her and then slaughter her.

She had witnessed the terrifying nature of that beast with her own eyes.

In the earlier years, during the height of prosperity on Wutong Mountain, there were three Return to Void powerhouses.

At that time, they were brimming with confidence and had never considered sneaking away. Instead, they planned to rightfully inherit the rule of the great Nanyang.

Therefore, they first renamed it the Nanyang Sect and then planned to enter the inner gate to kill the old dog.

However, the very next day after they announced their name change to the world, Zhang Laifu left the Thousand Demon Cave unexpectedly and, in just six hours, reduced Wutong Mountain to only a handful of survivors.

It was only because these few people saw that the situation was not right and fled quickly enough.

Ever since then, Ye Wenxuan had changed her mind.

She had been cautious all her life, never daring to leave any hidden weaknesses, never letting the old dog know any of her methods, just to ensure that she would be able to hold the old dog off for a while and have the strength to successfully escape from the Nanyang Sect when the time came.

"What's the use of telling me all this? I can't defeat this phoenix."

Nie Jun finally stopped laughing and seriously said, "He is not your disciple, just as you don't have to worry about his life or death in your plans, he doesn't need to care about your affairs either."

This was the first time since the last incident that Nie Jun had said so much to a woman.

He slowly got up, took the Dao Plate from Ye Wenxuan's hands, and said indifferently, "I'm leaving."

With that, Nie Jun plunged straight down from the clouds.

With Ye Wenxuan in possession of the Dao Plate, she was certainly the old dog's primary target, but if the Dao Plate was in someone else's hands, things were less certain.

This was his final repayment for the mentor-disciple kindness.

As for why it was the final one...

The master who had once seen the old dog in action, how could she not have seen this phoenix too?

And yet she never mentioned it.

It was nothing more than a desire to see Shen Yi be embarrassed, even fall.

The woman had only saved herself and didn't bother about Qingfeng and Lingxi below, tsk.

Nie Jun was just too lazy to think; it wasn't that he was really dull-minded.

"..."

Ye Wenxuan watched the plummeting figure.

She slowly frowned.

If she had reacted like this earlier, why go through such a big detour.

She hesitated for a moment, shed her conspicuous white robe, then earnestly performed the Breath Concealing Method, before finally turning to disappear on the spot.

She could only hope that the old dog would hesitate a bit longer, not suffer any more provocations, and perhaps there was still a chance.