Chapter 479: Borrowing the Dragon Progeny's Soul, My Path to Cultivation (5K)

Chapter 479: Borrowing the Dragon Progeny's Soul, My Path to Cultivation (5K)



Ssss—

The sharp spearhead dragged across the rough ground, leaving a trail.

Shen Yi's breath was chaotic, and the bloodstains on his palms stained the scales on the spear shaft red. The moist lake breeze lifted the hem of his white robe, and the Nanyang emblem on it dimmed slightly.

The whistling sound produced by this Spirit Lance Technique was extremely terrifying to the Five Viscera of the Dao Embryo.

The Phoenix Immortal Body was just an ordinary cultivation technique, and even with the protection of a Dao robe, he still suffered significant injuries.

Shen Yi collected the corpses of the five demons.

He returned to Cliff Edge Mountain.

The pressure from this Dragon Progeny was far greater than that of the Return to Void Perfection master of Peach Blossom Manor.

Each of Shen Yi's moves was executed with full force.

Even with Xuanqing's gift, the purple aura in the Boundless Demon Imperial Palace had dimmed significantly.

His entire aura was somewhat listless.

But the moment he stepped onto Cliff Edge Mountain, everyone from the Yan family gasped for breath.

The reason why the Immortal Sect had gained so much support from its vassals was not only because of its strength but also because it would stand up against adversity.

Shen Yi might not have the foundation of an Immortal Sect yet, but he dared to step forward.

And... he could win.

In those calm eyes, there seemed to be a crazed beast, like a young lion king who had just ascended the throne, having just experienced slaughter, with wounds all over his body, licking his injuries while his gaze indifferently surveyed his domain.

It made others dare not meet his gaze.

"..."

Under Shen Yi's gaze, Yan Xianqing felt suffocated for some reason.

In his previous understanding of this young man, he had heard about his ruthless methods and unparalleled talent, but not his ruthlessness.

It wasn't the ferocity of slaughter, but the ruthlessness of a giant before his rise.

He appeared silent, and his personality wasn't particularly stern.

But his actions declared his attitude of not tolerating disobedience from others.

By killing the Dragon Progeny on Cliff Edge Mountain, he had completely cut off all of the Yan family's retreat routes, forcing them to board his war vessel.

Yan Xianqing, a White Jade Capital cultivator, was now pale as paper.

He lifted his head and closed his eyes.

He exhaled the breath he had been holding in his chest.

Yan Xianqing opened his eyes again, stepped out of the crowd, and bowed towards the figure holding the spear: "Yan family... pays respects to the Sect Leader!"

His voice echoed in the mountain cliffs.

More than ten figures followed the clan leader and bowed in unison: "Paying respects to the Sect Leader."

The difference between 'zongzhu' (sect master) and 'Shen Zongzhu' (Shen Sect Leader) was just one word, but the difference was like heaven and earth.

With no other choice, they could only follow the Southern Yang Sect to the end, either dying together or living together!

"There's no need to be so formal among family," Shen Yi said, adjusting his breath and casually glancing at the crowd. He then stored the dragon spear in his ring.

It was a bit difficult, but the harvest was still good.

"May I ask the Sect Leader if the Yan family needs to relocate to the Nanyang Sacred Land?" Yan Xianqing straightened his body. This time, they had thoroughly angered the Southern Dragon Palace. Perhaps, with the help of the Nanyang Sacred Land's array, and the protection of the Southern Flood Seven Sons, they might be able to avoid this disaster.

"No need. Figure it out yourselves and lay low for a while," Shen Yi shook his head.

Not only the Yan family, but even Liu Shiqian couldn't help but cough twice: "..."

If he remembered correctly, the previous sentence was about treating them as family.

"Understood, Sect Leader," Yan Xianqing said with a bitter smile.

Vassals were ultimately vassals, meant to die for the Immortal Sect. With the Yan family attracting the Dragon Palace's wrath, the Southern Yang Sect would have more room to maneuver.

"I'll make the preparations to escort you back to the sect."

Since a decision had been made, he needed to position himself correctly and do what a vassal should.

However, Shen Yi's next words left everyone stunned, as if they had turned into wooden chickens.

"Take care of your own matters. I won't be returning for now."

Shen Yi casually raised his arm and spread his slender fingers.

In his palm, a cryptic talisman, formed by smearing blood, appeared before their eyes.

Killing the Dragon Progeny would come at a cost.

This talisman, which neither the spear shaft nor the purple-gold flame could fade, created a subtle connection between Shen Yi and the never-before-seen Southern Dragon Palace.

He had experienced something similar before with the Yangchun River Dragon.

But this time, it was clearly more powerful.

Hiding in the Sacred Land and waiting for the protection of allies might be a good decision, as the Southern Flood Seven Sons would likely not stand by and watch the Southern Yang Sect being bullied. It was a gamble worth taking.

But he wasn't used to leaving his life in the hands of others, especially with so many acquaintances in the Nanyang Sacred Land.

He couldn't afford to lose.

Shen Yi retracted his palm and walked down the mountain with slightly unsteady steps.

His tall figure, clad in a bloodstained white robe, swayed slightly, catching the eyes of the Yan family and Liu Shiqian.

Their pupils constricted involuntarily.

As high-level cultivators, they knew what this bloodstained talisman represented.

How terrifying would it be to be targeted by the Dragon Palace?

Perhaps only a few in Southern Flood could answer this question, as the dead couldn't speak.

But to the Sect Leader, it seemed like a trivial matter. If not for the clan leader mentioning it, he might not have revealed the talisman.

"Heh... heh..."

The Yan family members felt a sudden tightness in their chests.

They seemed to have guessed wrong.

The Sect Leader didn't intend to let the Yan family die for the Southern Yang Sect; he simply didn't want to put all his eggs in one basket.

Then, he would deal with the rest on his own.

"..."

Liu Shiqian slowly raised his head and watched Shen Yi's figure disappear at the end of the mountain path.

He then turned to the Yan family members beside him.

Talent, temperament, and now, the final missing piece—the audacity to shoulder the heavens and earth while in a high position—was also thoroughly completed today.

The dragon and phoenix among men would never lack followers.

This young cultivator was becoming more and more like a true Sect Leader.

Just then—

Yan Xianqing took a slight step forward, and his figure disappeared from his original spot.

When he reappeared, he was already by Shen Yi's side, offering a palm-sized golden jade formation plate with a bow, "Sect Leader, by activating this formation within Southern Hong, I'll arrive in an instant."

"Good."

Shen Yi didn't stand on ceremony and hung the formation plate on his waist after taking it.

A White Jade Capital thug who could be summoned at any time was probably something that no one in all of Southern Hong possessed.

"The Yan family will soon set up a formation to relocate to Cliff Edge Mountain. With this formation plate, you can find us at any time," Yan Xianqing continued in a low voice. "The other three families are also definitely being watched by the Dragon Palace. You can use the same method to bring them back in line."

When the four White Jade Capital forces combined, they would have the right to speak even in front of other ordinary Immortal Sects.

After all, without considering vassals,

Taking Clear Moon Sect as an example, there were only seven White Jade Capital Elders, and even including the outstanding personal disciples, the total number of White Jade Capital cultivators wouldn't exceed twelve.

"Go."

Shen Yi lightly nodded, and his aura slightly recovered. He summoned the Black Light Flying Sword and used the Dao plaque to bid farewell to Liu Shiqian, "Thank you, Elder Liu."

"Sect Leader Shen, you're too kind. Today's matter seems to have nothing to do with me... Please be careful. That Dao decree given to you by Qianyun still stands."

Liu Shiqian stood above the lake bay, shaking his head, a faint smile appearing on his solemn face.

"..."

Shen Yi didn't engage in further pleasantries.

There was definitely a connection. If it weren't for Liu Shiqian's presence to deter them, how could the Yan family have watched him go and kill a Dragon Progeny?

Moreover, the person who made the final move,

Although they had tried their best to conceal their aura, he could still discern a trace of moonlight essence, and combined with Yan Xianqing's dazed expression... It was estimated that in the moment he hesitated to make a move, someone else, worried about an accident, had quietly taken action first.

This Elder Liu didn't seem as stubborn and rigid as he appeared.

Shen Yi put away the Dao plaque and rode the Black Light Flying Sword out of Cliff Edge Mountain, disappearing into the sea of clouds.

...

The Yan family guarded the east of the Southern Yang Sect.

After leaving Cliff Edge Mountain, it was as if they had left the territory of the Southern Hong Seven Sons.

Shen Yi found a place far from the ocean.

The last time he had broken through outside the Treasure Flower Sect, he seemed to have attracted the attention of the Water Clan.

Although his current strength was far beyond what it was then, it was always better to be cautious. After all, he had just killed a Dragon Progeny.

Shen Yi sat cross-legged, staring at the blood rune in his palm.

The Five Elements Lotus Formation he had set up earlier had cut off the Dragon Progeny and his guards' connection with the outside world, and it was done quite decisively.

No matter how powerful the Dragon Palace was, it wouldn't be able to react immediately.

This connection of auras was a bit troublesome.

"The Dragon Palace..."

Shen Yi exhaled.

It was a lie to say he wasn't nervous. Ever since he had arrived in Southern Hong, no matter what he did, it seemed to be related to this colossal force.

Their minions seemed to be everywhere in Southern Hong.

With his current strength, facing such a powerful force, he felt like a mantis trying to block a chariot.

A single Dragon Progeny, along with a few guards, was already a formidable challenge for Shen Yi.

But this tension made him inexplicably excited.

Ever since he had gained the protection of the Nanyang Treasure Land, Shen Yi always felt he had a way out, but now, this treasure land seemed less invincible.

"Then come."

Shen Yi closed his eyes and began to set up the formation, opening the panel at the same time.

Previously, when he was at the Jade Liquid Realm, he had offended the Yangchun River Dragon Clan, comparable to a Dan-stage cultivator, and in the end, it was he who survived.

[Kill a Returning to Emptiness Realm Jade Pearl Poison Dragon, total lifespan 258,000 years, remaining lifespan 197,000 years, absorption complete]



[Remaining Demonic Lifespan: 932,000 years]



As expected of a Dragon Progeny, the lifespan offered by just one of them almost caught up with the combined lifespan of the four guards.

Shen Yi began to select demonic souls.

The foundation stones he had already condensed included a Water Demon from the Dragon Fish Pavilion at the Seventh Level of Returning to Emptiness, as well as Dao Hai and the Azure Rhinoceros.

The next moment, Shen Yi swiftly condensed demonic origin after demonic origin.

He picked out two Dragon Progeny guards, along with the Azure Dragon Savage Crocodile General from before, who was also at the Ninth Level of Returning to Emptiness.

As the strength of these demons increased, and they weren't some Celestial Talents, their lifespans were naturally incredibly long. Under such terrifying consumption, the demonic lifespans flowed away like water.

A total of forty-eight demonic origins were fed into the demonic soul.

Shen Yi then condensed three more foundation stones.

The stone skin peeled away, revealing vibrant colors, and these three demons seemed to come back to life in Shen Yi's eyebrows.

As usual, he used the measuring rod to compare.

The results were as expected.

The foundation stone of Dao Hai had surpassed the Second-Grade line and then moved upwards by two-thirds of the distance.

These Ninth Level Returning to Emptiness demons had bloodlines no less than Dao Hai, and with their higher cultivation, they easily filled the remaining one-third, overlapping with the First-Grade line.

It could be said to be either a perfect Second-Grade or even a First-Grade.

Shen Yi promptly summoned the Dao Palace and placed all six demonic foundation stones inside.

It could be said that even if it was only considered a perfect Second-Grade, the extravagance of this was probably beyond the imagination of Southern Hong cultivators.

The most challenging Six-Pillar Method, combined with such high-grade Dao pillars.

All this was just to break through the Sixth Level of Returning to Emptiness.

Shen Yi focused on activating the Ascension Palace Method, and as he raised his eyes to look at the Blood Sea Dao Palace in the sky, another layer of the palace was added!

The six-story tall Boundless Demon Imperial Palace appeared so majestic and imposing.

The auspicious purple aura, thick and harmonious, slightly veiled the sinister aura of the Blood Sea.

As if prepared, the heavens bestowed a denser purple qi.

Shen Yi, listening to the crisp immortal music, suddenly had a thought. He decided to condense the remaining three demonic souls together, directly promoting them to the Seventh Level of Returning to Emptiness, saving the heavens the trouble of another trip.

But soon, he dismissed the idea.

Perhaps the former Elder Xuanqing had the same thought, which was why he used a single pillar to ascend to the Dragon Palace.

A path of cultivation that was too smooth would always breed arrogance.

Besides, Shen Yi had other plans for the Dragon Progeny's demonic soul.

As the purple qi in the sky gradually subsided, Shen Yi recalled the Dao Palace and continued to refine the essence of the demons. With just six of them, he successfully reshaped the Dragon Progeny's demonic soul.

"Heh... Ke Shi San... I pay my respects to my master..."

Perhaps due to the insufficient consumption of the demons' essence, although Ke Shi San's expression was respectful, his eyes, filled with bewilderment, still held a hint of struggle.

Shen Yi didn't intend to feed him more of the demons' essence.

The remaining stubbornness in Ke Shi San would soon disappear.

"Come."

Shen Yi handed over an empty jade slip, "Copy your Spirit Art into this."

He had just obtained a treasure spear.

Although this Spirit Lance Technique might not be the best in the Southern Yang Sect's Law Pavilion, even the most exceptional techniques required practice to be useful. After all, a demon had cultivated it before, so progress would undoubtedly be much faster.

"Ke Shi San respectfully obeys my master's decree."

The demonic soul had just condensed when it was forced to copy the technique.

It squatted on the ground, drawing on the jade slip.

Time passed, and Shen Yi finally took back the jade slip, quickly scanning its contents.

[Returning to Emptiness (Spirit). Azure Dragon Shatterstar Lance: Uninitiated]



Shen Yi glanced at the jade slip and then looked to the side.

Ke Shi San suddenly felt a chill, and before he could react, he was sucked into the panel.

[Remaining Demonic Lifespan: 360,200 years]



Shen Yi didn't rush to practice the Spirit Lance Technique. Instead, he infused the lifespan into the Heavenly Derivation Nine-Nine.

He wanted the Dragon Progeny to face the most challenging problem in the best possible state.

[First year: With the help of the Jade Pearl Poison Dragon, you begin the final step of Heavenly Derivation Nine-Nine.]



Almost at the moment of prompting, a surge of nausea swept over Shen Yi.

He clenched his throat tightly.

The veins on his forehead bulged, and his eyes were filled with an endless night sky.

The profound insights, vast enough to shatter one's sanity, began to flood into his mind.

[73,000th year: Ke Shi San seems to have seen many Spirit Arts. Through analogy, it led you to the threshold of Heavenly Derivation Nine-Nine. But when faced with the sudden insights, it also became bewildered. From Great Mastery to Perfection, this step is as difficult as ascending to heaven.]



[97,000th year: Ke Shi San's expression gradually turned blank, and you have almost become a lunatic...]



Shen Yi's face twisted in agony as he bit down on his tongue.

He spat out a mouthful of blood.

His face turned pale, and his breathing became chaotic.

After adjusting his state slightly, Shen Yi said, "Don't be so tense. Let's do something else to relax."

The path of cultivation required a balance of relaxation and focus.

Before Ke Shi San could react, he was pulled back into the panel.

The vast demonic lifespan poured into the Abyssal Immortal Armor Array.

"My master... spare me..."

All Shen Yi could hear was the Dragon Progeny's wailing.

F

The figure in the Southern Yang white robe sat in the mountains, occasionally emitting violent retching sounds.

Even true Celestial Talents would struggle to master various techniques, but their minds were always sharp.

With sufficient time, a moment of insight could bring about earth-shattering changes in the panel's progress.

[First year: Under your guidance, Ke Shi San begins to cultivate the Array Art Way.]



[83,000th year: You have both become accustomed to solitude, immersing yourselves in the study of formations, and through mutual discussion, you finally push the Abyssal Immortal Armor Array to a new level.]



[Returning to Emptiness (Spirit). Abyssal Immortal Armor Array: Great Mastery]



"Continue."

Shen Yi comforted Ke Shi San, gently waving his sleeve to forcibly retrieve the Dragon Progeny, who was wriggling on the ground like a maggot, trying to escape.

With over 200,000 years of demonic lifespan remaining, there was no rush. They hadn't even started learning the spear technique yet.

"Heh..."

Ke Shi San stared at Shen Yi's bloodless, withered face, as if seeing a monster.

He was filled with terror.

He knew that not only was he suffering, but his master was also enduring the same pressure.

However, in those pale eyes, there was a flame of excitement.

[First year: You grasp the long spear, suddenly remembering the Dark Tail, and the difficulty of Dragon Transformation. With Ke Shi San's guidance, you finally begin to truly learn how to control the dragon lance in your hand.]



As Shen Yi digested the insights in his mind, golden threads emerged from his fingertips.

They fell on his chest, transforming into the intricate talismans of the Abyssal Grand Array.

The dual torment of mind and body made him gradually recall the scenes between life and death.

Until the last talisman line fell.

Shen Yi raised his eyes, gazing into the distant ocean, his excited flames gradually subsiding, turning into familiar indifference.

(End of Chapter)

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