Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons

"She is entrusted to me, kill!"

With that command, a horde of monsters roared and charged in.

Just then, two streaks of light rushed from the distance, one dressed in the grand gown of a Demon Suppression Bureau Inspector, the other in casual clothes.

As they landed, the bodies of two Demon Kings exploded and were blasted away.

"Elder Ling Xi, thank you for your efforts."

Chen Zhong lightly clasped his hands in greeting, and the person beside him nodded respectfully.

Between their movements, the aura of the Divinity Transformation Realm unfurled without restraint!

"It's nothing."

Ling Xi shook his head, watching the two as they rushed into battle. With a casual wave of his sleeve, he swept up another Demon King along with the Black Bear.

It seemed he had taken the initiative to face two opponents alone.

"Huff."

Ye Wenxuan exhaled a breath of turbid air, staring at his eldest disciple's half-blind eyes.

The other obviously suffered a great loss but did not return to Wutong Mountain to seek his mentor's comfort.

Yet, judging by his actions, he seemed to have changed completely from before.

And when did Great Qian produce a new Transcendent Cultivator, who just so happened to be here?

As her thoughts wandered, the three had already entangled with the Demon Emperor, while the other Demon Kings, seeing the situation, rushed towards Qingzhou!

"..."

The General of Yang'an Prefecture took a deep breath, holding the formation artifact with both hands.

While many places in Great Qian might still lack established formations, Yang'an Prefecture was different, for it was home to Baiyun County.

That small county was the hometown of Officer Shen.

As such, the Great Formation of Yang'an Prefecture was constructed by several elders of the Xu Family, along with Miss Qing, herself.

The light curtain in the sky slowly became thick and dense.

Streaks of light began to drizzle down like fine rain.

They might not vex a true Demon Emperor, but for these ordinary Demon Kings, it was like a soundless massacre.

The robust great demons had just stepped into its midst when they felt their vitality quickly drain away.

Stumbling, they came crashing down to the ground.

The courtyard in front trembled violently but remained intact. The children cradled in their parents' arms widened their eyes in fear, looking at the ferocious beasts outside the door only to find those beasts' expressions seemingly more frightened than their own.

Only when the stench of monster blood seeped into the soil, staining the entire street a dark red, did the situation settle.

"..."

Ye Wenxuan silently watched everything unfolding below, and then turned her gaze to Ling Xi, who was still managing to hold his own against two.

He actually had some brains now, knowing to rely on the protection of that vestment robe, skillfully employing various methods to cope.

The all-out retaliation from the Thousand Demon Cave was apparently unable to overcome even this small, broken county.

Was this still the Great Qian she knew?

With that thought, she turned and headed towards the Imperial City.

If she said she wouldn't intervene, then she wouldn't, even if it was her most reliant disciple below.

If she couldn't even have this much patience, then all those years of cultivation would have been in vain.

...

All over Jiuzhou, similar outbreaks of demon calamities erupted.

And, the situations were almost identical to Qingzhou's.

The elders of Wutong Mountain each held their ground, while the young man riding the Mysterious Sword roamed between the states, cleaning up for his junior brothers and sisters.

Each time that Nanyang black robe appeared, it signified land soaked in blood.

Of course, Nie Jun was not the most ruthless killer.

Compared to him, the Dharma Identity that only targeted Demon Kings, towering more than thirty meters tall, with the enhancement of its dark golden feathers, was nearly responsible for taking the lives of dozens of Demon Kings.

What surprised each state's generals the most, however, was not this.

After all, the reputation of Wutong Mountain's cultivators was known throughout the land, and that Golden Body Dharma Identity was seen as symbolizing Officer Shen.

What they couldn't comprehend were the dozen or so Transcendent Cultivators who suddenly appeared.

Each face was incredibly familiar, yet the powerful aura they emitted was deeply moving.

The Commander in Chief of Li State, Hou Wanshan, curled his lip.

Looking enviously at his younger brother.

Both had been stuck at the extreme boundary for years, yet his brother inexplicably achieved Divinity Transformation, directly taking over his position as General, leaving him with nothing to do but to drift about the sky.

It was clearly the retaliation of the Thousand Demon Cave.

But until now, they didn't manage to conquer even one small city.

Instead, it was as if they were moths to the flame, continuously rushing in to meet their deaths.

Watching the Golden Body Dharma Identity once again leave Li State with a huge pile of demon corpses.

Hou Wanshan withdrew his gaze and looked towards the tranquil and auspicious various prefectures.

The killings beyond the borders of Great Qian seemed to have little to no impact on the people of the counties. It was hard to imagine that just two or three years ago, they even considered abandoning Qingzhou due to a Primordial Realm monster wolf.

However.

Whether it was the disciples of Wutong Mountain or the sudden appearance of so many Transcendent Cultivators, including those mystical Great Formations.

It all seemed to be because of that figure presiding over the Imperial City.

Officer Shen, in his quiet way, had truly managed to protect the common people of Jiuzhou with his own power.

...

Meanwhile.

Inside the Martial Temple of the Imperial City, in the armor court.

Shen Yi took out the monster blood essence just returned by Qinghua. The essence of the bird demons had long been exhausted, so after some thought, he simply decided to experiment with all the monster blood that had even a slight affinity with fire.

After so many attempts.

His techniques also became more skillful.

Shen Yi looked at the sizeable pile of differently colored "Phoenix Pills" in front of him with satisfaction.

At least there were no more exploding furnaces.

"..."

[Reverting Void. Immortal Phoenix True Body: Entry-level]

Swallowing one of the pills, Shen Yi opened his panel and continued deducing the Immortal Phoenix True Body.

Logically, there were elixirs, plentiful lifespan, and no issues with the cultivation technique.

It was even his favorite Body Refining Method.

Yet, there hadn't been much progress.

[In the 29,000th year, you have consumed various mixed pills, using their power to refine your spiritual body. You quickly consumed the medicinal power, and your spiritual body became a bit more solid...]

Shen Yi fell silent for a moment.

It was clearly the subsequent technique for the Return to Void Realm, but it only allowed the Divine Sparrow Nirvana Technique to achieve a leap in boundary without grasping the contained Divine Skills.

He finally understood why he had felt constrained before.

Given the current state of the Nanyang Sect, it seemed very difficult to continue to support true cultivators.

Both resources and the aura of heaven and earth appeared to be so scarce.

At that moment.

Shen Yi suddenly closed the panel, and the Purple Gold Dan Furnace in front of him fell into his palm from the air.

He turned around and saw a figure in white robes, a stranger's beautiful silhouette.

Tsk...

Accustomed to his previous vestment robe, it had been a long time since Shen Yi had experienced someone approaching him quietly from behind without him noticing.

The body beneath the black robe instantly tensed up.

But he did not react immediately.

Even without his vestment robe, he was still a cultivator in the late stage of the Divinity Transformation Realm. There was only one person in the world who could achieve this level in front of him.

"I truly had not anticipated that you could achieve so much," said Ye Wenxuan.

Ye Wenxuan did not waste her breath introducing herself, at their level, sometimes a single action was enough to recognize the other's identity.

She walked beside Shen Yi, silently staring at the horizon.

What she had seen and heard along the way had indeed surprised Ye Wenxuan.

The other party had almost done everything to the utmost.

It was hard for her to believe this was merely the work of a youth new to the world.

"Of course, what I'm more curious about is, how you managed to summon my good-for-nothing disciples all the way to Great Qian, to garrison against the demons for you," Ye Wenxuan said.

"What did you promise them to make them so easily forget their master?" she mused, looking sideways.

"Elixirs? Or an Elder's vestment robe of the Nanyang Sect?"

Hearing these casual words, Shen Yi did not respond, but merely glanced outside the courtyard indifferently.

"..."

Outside, a youthful boy chewing on fruit preserves suddenly stiffened.

Then, somewhat dejectedly, he dropped his hands and forced a somewhat strained smile.

Qingfeng thought he knew his master well enough.

But he had never imagined.

That his fellow disciples, in the eyes of his master, would be considered such people.

Wasn't it possible that they were merely repaying the kindness Shen Yi had shown them? They hadn't liked seeing the demons harm the common people either, but previously spent most of their time on the mountain. Now that they had seen it with their own eyes, wanting to do something about it—what fault was there in that?

"Forget it, it's all unimportant," Ye Wenxuan said.

She didn't pay attention to Qingfeng. With her level of cultivation, she had of course sensed the presence of this junior disciple long ago.

She didn't avoid him on purpose and didn't care whether Qingfeng would have any thoughts because of it.