Chapter 576: Perfected Immortal Technique, Leaving the Sect to Hunt

Chapter 576: Perfected Immortal Technique, Leaving the Sect to Hunt

Outside the Nanyang Sect, the desolate sky suddenly twisted, appearing incredibly bizarre, as if a smooth sheet of paper had been forcibly crumpled.

It fought against this distortion, making it even more apparent.

The Blue Sky was originally formless, but at this moment, it seemed to be trapped in this place!

The entire Nanyang Sect became one with the sky, radiating a faint treasure light, resembling a divine mountain, its aura even surpassing that of the Blue Sky!

"It's indeed an Immortal Technique."

Beyond the Nanyang Sect, in the distant sky, six ethereal shadows gathered, carefully observing the changes in the distance, and couldn't help but exclaim.

Cultivators borrow power from heaven and earth, and after their physical bodies perish, they must return what they borrowed.

But clearly, what was happening before their eyes could no longer be considered borrowing; it was obviously a seizure.

Only such a domineering technique could be worthy of the word 'Immortal'.

Immortal Techniques are such rare treasures, and each move can be traced back to a certain Immortal, all of which are remnants, definitely not something native to Hongze.

For example, Nanhong lacked Immortal connections, and unless they took them from others, even if Senior Brother Qin had already reached the Mid-Heaven Realm, he still couldn't produce a single Immortal Technique.

Of course, it would be easy to seize one.

After all, some sects possess Immortal connections but lack the talent and foundation to cultivate them. Most of the time, they keep these secrets to themselves, guarding them closely from generation to generation, until the sect declines and is forgotten, and the Immortal connections remain unchanged.

Several Sect Masters were unclear about where Shen Yi obtained this Immortal Technique, let alone how he found so many heavenly materials and treasures to master this technique... and with such speed.

They had witnessed with their own eyes how the Blue Sky had changed.

Shen Yi was improving every moment!

"Ji Shiemei, he's about to surpass you."

Qi Yan Sheng sensed the changes in heaven and earth, and could roughly infer the specific effects of this Immortal Technique.

Ji Shiemei, a Mid-Heaven Realm cultivator, had mastered two divine abilities. When she condensed the first one, due to the shallow foundation of the Nanhong Seven Sons and her lack of experience, it could only be considered mediocre.

When she condensed the second one, she should have made a breakthrough, but due to the changes in the Nanyang Sect, her Dao heart was damaged, and it was even worse than the first one.

However, even so, Ji Shiemei could still fight back and forth with the Ke Family Prince, which was enough to demonstrate the power of her divine abilities.

The Immortal Technique Shen Yi was using now gave off a subtle feeling of approaching a perfect and flawless level. If he truly succeeded, there was a high probability that it could rival the most powerful divine abilities.

Saying that he would surpass her might be an exaggeration, but he could definitely spar with Ji Shiemei.

"Forget about the Southern Dragon Palace, I find it a bit frightening myself."

Ye Jiu retracted his gaze, and to be honest, after witnessing this scene, several senior brothers probably couldn't figure out how they could lose.

Compared to Shen Yi going out to fight for his life, the fact that his opponent was quietly staying in the treasure land was the biggest shadow in the hearts of many dragon demons.

With such a terrifying rate of improvement, if he devotedly cultivated for a hundred more years and then emerged, he might be able to pull the Dragon King out and whip him.

As the group whispered among themselves, a figure suddenly darted out from within the Qing Yue Sect. Her face was withered, but one could still vaguely discern a trace of her once peerless beauty. It was the Treasure Flower Sect Master, who had taken Ji Jingxi's place in guarding the Qing Yue Sect.

"Apologies, seniors, but I need to return to my sect."

The Treasure Flower Sect Master's expression was solemn, and her hurried manner left the Nanhong Sect Masters slightly bewildered.

"What happened? I'll accompany you." Ji Jingxi emerged from the ethereal shadow and gently supported the elderly woman's arm.

With the support of those slender fingers, the Treasure Flower Sect Master quickly calmed down and did not refuse, "Thank you, Senior Ji... To be honest, I don't know what happened either. I just sensed that the grand formation in the sect suddenly closed, and it's still in turmoil. Other than that, there doesn't seem to be any major issue."

"I want to go back and see what happened. If there's a problem at the border, I can inform the seniors immediately."

Upon hearing this, the Sect Masters exchanged glances.

Ye Jiu nodded at Qi Yan Sheng and said, "I've been itching for action, so I'll accompany you."

The Treasure Flower Sect claimed to be an ally, but in reality, they did more than many so-called branch sects. For tens of thousands of years, they diligently guarded the borderlands for the Nanhong Seven Sons, and there had never been any issues. Moreover, they didn't ask for anything in return. On the contrary, whenever there was something good, they would promptly share it with the Seven Sons.

If not for Li Xuanqing having turned into a wooden man, the Sect Masters would have wanted to capture him and send him directly to the Treasure Flower Sect Master's bed, bound hand and foot.

With two Heaven Realm cultivators accompanying them, nine out of ten issues could be resolved, not just in Nanhong, but in all of Hongze.

"Thank you, seniors."

The Treasure Flower Sect Master sincerely expressed her gratitude, then reluctantly glanced at the Nanyang Sect before taking a deep breath and gathering her focus.

Any Sect Master understands the weight of the lives they carry on their shoulders.

Ji Jingxi took out the Qingyue Treasure Boat and brought the Treasure Flower Sect Master on board, while Ye Jiu waved his hand, and the sword-shaped light that had previously blocked the Southern Dragon King appeared and landed at his feet.

This sword-shaped light, hidden within its sheath, was not his Tao Armament but a manifestation of his divine ability.

Whether it was its killing power or travel speed, it was far beyond what ordinary magical treasures could compare to.

"Hmm?"

Ji Jingxi slightly bent her finger, intending to manipulate the treasure boat, but she noticed that Ye Jiu had stopped in his tracks, his expression cold as he stared ahead.

In the distant waters beyond the seven sects, a place neither too close nor too far, seemingly reachable in an instant yet maintaining a safe distance for retreat.

The clear water rippled, as if something colossal was about to emerge.

The next moment, accompanied by deafening waves, massive figures burst forth from the water, riding a colossal dragon chariot adorned with countless heavenly treasures. Golden-yellow flags fluttered uncertainly.

There were Dragon King flags, Prince flags, and even the flag of the head of the Qi family.

The Dragon King was making his rounds!

And his target was... the seven sects of Southern Flood!

Not only had ten million years passed, but even during the prolonged period of decline for the seven sons, Southern Flood had never done anything so outrageous.

The old dragon understood better than anyone that his self-proclaimed position as the Overlord of Southern Flood did not include the seven sons.

If it dared to make its rounds, the seven sons would dare to tear off its two legs.

"..."

But at this moment, Ye Jiu slowly turned back to glance at the Treasure Flower Sect Master.

What a coincidence.

Just as they encountered trouble here, the Dragon King personally showed up, almost as if his intentions were written all over his face.

If you go, I'll wipe out your seven sects.

"Go, and tell Shen Yi that Ye invites him to a Whole Dragon Feast today."

Ye Jiu's face darkened, and the flowing light under his feet suddenly landed in his palm.

You old fool, playing these tricks on me! Before he finished speaking, Ye Jiu's figure had already streaked out!

However, in the instant he made his move, the exquisite dragon chariot abruptly submerged back into the water, and the entire water surface returned to calmness.

"You old coot!"

Suspended in the sky, Ye Jiu drew his sword and looked around, almost laughing in anger.

As a late-stage Heaven Realm Greater Demon, with the blessing of the Dragon's Lair, he could even touch the peak of Heaven Realm power. He was a renowned existence in Hongze, yet he acted like a shameless ruffian, not caring about his reputation!

Ye Jiu raised his eyebrows, intending to take a step towards the water in pursuit.

"You get back here!"

Qi Yan Sheng scolded, appearing beside Ji Jingxi, and they grabbed Ye Jiu by his left and right.

"Can't you understand its intentions?"

Ye Jiu turned back reluctantly. What was this? It was as if they were telling him that they were right here.

Without any effort and without even showing their faces, they had trapped three Heaven Realm cultivators here? Qi Yan Sheng didn't pay him any heed and finally took on the role of the second senior brother, speaking in a deep voice, "Let's observe the changes and inform the vassal forces and several sects. Be extremely cautious. You all, escort the Treasure Flower Sect Master back to her sect and do your best to assist."

"Also..."

Qi Yan Sheng glanced at the direction of Nanyang Holy Land, and seeing the Blue Sky still changing, he said, "This matter... temporarily, Shen Yi must not know about it."

Upon hearing this, the sect masters fell silent.

Ji Jingxi pursed her lips. She understood Qi Yan Sheng's thoughts. As long as Shen Yi could continue his cultivation, the outcome of the conflict between the seven sons and the Southern Dragon Palace would definitely have no surprises. No matter what, they couldn't lose because Shen Yi's growth rate was truly astonishing.

But with his temperament, this Shen Zongzhu would definitely charge out, and that would create variables.

Ling Yue Sect was known for its stability, and if they could win without taking any risks, they wouldn't dare to do so.

But... to remind others to be extremely cautious? With even the Treasure Flower Sect Master looking so startled, how could the thousands of vassals and millions of cultivators under the seven sons be careful and prudent?

They had served the Southern Flood Seven Sons for so many years, and when a real problem arose, all they got was an envelope and a cold "be extremely cautious"?

"Think of another way."

Qi Yan Sheng also understood the hesitation of his fellow senior brothers.

Rarely would he act like a senior brother towards others unless it involved the survival of the Southern Flood Seven Sons. He didn't have Qin Shixiong's strength, nor did he have Ye Jiu's temperament, so he could only play it safe.

The Southern Dragon King had already shown such a reckless attitude, which was enough to see his determination this time.

"After escorting the Treasure Flower Sect Master back, investigate what's going on. I'll do my best to minimize the losses."

"Aside from the necessary informants, bring back all the remaining clansmen from the seven sects."

Qi Yan Sheng never made empty promises. This was all he could promise.

"Yes, Senior Brother!"

The Earth Realm sect masters bowed and accepted the order, then looked at the elderly woman.

The Treasure Flower Sect Master wasn't one to make a fuss, but in this situation, with the Dragon King showing up at their doorstep, she still dared to take the risk and send three entire sect masters to accompany her back. This was already a great show of importance.

"Please, seniors."

Not wanting to waste any more time, they all stepped onto the Qingyue Treasure Boat and headed towards the distance!

After everyone left, within the Nanyang Holy Land's formation, a figure with a wooden body stood silently in place, looking down at his rough palms, his expression complex.

At this moment, he couldn't help at all.

Unless he went to beg the Eastern Dragon Palace.

He was the cause of the slaughter ten million years ago, and he was even half-son-in-law of the Eastern Dragon Palace. Regarding the Yellow Plague Venom Dragon guarding the Dragon's Lair in Southern Flood, he might understand it even better than the senior elders.

The preparations of the Southern Dragon King this time might be more shameless and sinister than what the senior elders had imagined.

Xuan Qing even sensed a similar scent to the last slaughter ten million years ago.

Others might think it was just a dispute over territory, and it would end once one side conceded. But with the personality of that old Dragon King, he didn't even want to taste the sweetness of the last slaughter, fearing trouble.

Xuan Qing had no doubts that once the other party made a move, it would be a genuine perception of a life-threatening situation. Therefore, it was highly likely that they would slaughter all the Nanyang Sect cultivators without hesitation.

With this in mind, Xuan Qing retreated from the array and headed towards the Ancestor Hall.

...

【Seventy-third ten-thousandth year, under the tireless efforts of the three of you, this Blue Sky finally let out a long sigh. You have thoroughly comprehended the Sacred Mountain True Intention. In your palm, this strand of true intention seemed to spread like a dense spider web, outlining a majestic mountain shape in the sky, gradually suppressing the entire sky.】

【Dao Fusion (Immortal) .Sacred Mountain Tranquil Sky Technique: Perfected】

【Remaining Demon Vortal: 343 ten-thousandth years】

"Ugh—"

Shen Yi was drenched in sweat, his arms trembling as he braced himself against the ground. His wet hair seemed to be dripping with water.

His breathing echoed in the spacious hall.

Ke Shisan and Yue Tianji were in an even more pitiful state. Their tall figures lay sprawled on the floor, their eyes wide, neck veins bulging, unable to speak a word, only managing to emit a faint trembling sound.

Unlike the previous adaptation of the Blue Sky to the Sacred Mountain Technique, this one only required time to slowly grind it down.

This time, the three of them, with the help of that small mountain treasure, had forcibly fought against the Blue Sky for tens of thousands of years, finally forcing it to submit.

And the main force was that small mountain...

If it weren't for the treasure left behind by that immortal, relying solely on their sitting idly without using any heavenly materials, not to mention tens of thousands of years, even if they were to spend all their remaining Vortal, it would still not create much of a stir.

After retching for a long time, Shen Yi's eyes gradually regained clarity.

He stumbled to his feet, appearing disheveled, but every move he made seemed to affect the entire world.

The mountain shape extending from his palm and outlined in the sky seemed like a majestic substitute, acting on his behalf.

This was what it meant to "stabilize" the Blue Sky, not just borrowing strength.

With a breakthrough in his cultivation technique, Shen Yi was in high spirits. Considering that the Ten Thousand Tribulation Blood God Technique had no follow-up, and the two Palace Lords were indeed not suitable for further deduction at this time, he decided to put them in the Ten Thousand Demon Hall.

"Huff."

Shen Yi retracted his immortal technique. Although the Nanyang white robe remained clean due to the support of various arrays, he had only been cultivating for a short time and still maintained the habits of a mortal.

After sweating, he decided to change into a new set of clothes.

Shen Yi tidied up his clean ink robe and strode towards the Ancestor Hall.

Having merged with the Dao Union Holy Land, he had become a part of the treasure land. His entire being was like a gentle breeze brushing through the sky, and as soon as his boots touched the ground, he appeared at the entrance of the hall.

"Hmm?"

Shen Yi glanced into the hall and saw Xuan Qing holding a brush, his face filled with a complex expression as he wrote something.

Upon hearing the deliberate reminder, Xuan Qing's entire body trembled as if caught in a compromising situation. He quickly put away the paper and brush.

He hadn't forgotten how Shen Zongzhu had mocked him with a straight face.

"Are you writing to the Treasure Flower Sect Master?"

Shen Yi wasn't one to gossip, but he asked casually.

"Where did the Sect Leader's thoughts go?" Xuan Qing's face stiffened. Although the letter wasn't addressed to the Treasure Flower Sect Master, the reason for writing it was indeed related to her.

To be honest, writing a letter to his former father-in-law while helping the Nanyang Seven Sons, and at the same time asking for help for another woman, was a situation that made him feel a bit uneasy.

Under Shen Yi's quiet gaze, Xuan Qing sighed and handed over the letter: "Forget it, in the end, I'll still have to trouble the Sect Leader to help deliver this letter."

In his current state, he couldn't possibly leave Nanyang.

Shen Yi raised an eyebrow and took the letter, glancing at the handwriting before helplessly glancing at Xuan Qing and putting it into his ring: "Confiscated."

What a joke, to involve the Eastern Dragon Palace.

With the size of those purple-bearded white dragons, they could easily attract the attention of numerous forces, such as the Unmeasured Dao Emperor Sect, the Yue Family, and even the Immortals and the Northern Dragon Palace.

Any one of the things he had done, if exposed, would cause unimaginable trouble, far more terrifying than the Western Dragon Palace.

"Hand over the brush."

Shen Yi reached out and took the brush from Xuan Qing, calling Qing Feng to come in: "Watch him, don't let him write any more letters."

"Sect Leader—" Xuan Qing stood up helplessly, wanting to say something, but unable to get the words out.

Shen Yi knew exactly what the other party was worried about—nothing more than the safety of the Treasure Flower Sect Master.

"What's the rush?"

Shen Yi turned and headed towards the hall's exit: "I have to try first. If it doesn't work, I'll force you to write even if you don't want to."

Upon hearing this, Xuan Qing was stunned, wanting to go forward and stop him, but he found that the Sect Leader had already dissipated within the holy land.

It wasn't... He was indeed somewhat concerned about the Treasure Flower Sect, but that was because the Treasure Flower Sect Master had helped Nanyang a lot. But how could he possibly put the Treasure Flower Sect before Nanyang Sect, leaving it in an embarrassing situation without anyone to guard it!

Moreover, they didn't know the current situation.

What if this was a plot by the Southern Dragon Palace, specifically targeting the Sect Leaders for a covert assassination? Wouldn't he become an internal traitor!

"..."

Li Qingfeng stood quietly in place, then walked up and patted Xuan Qing's shoulder, comforting him: "Senior, I thought you'd be used to it by now."

"The Sect Leader's words have never disappointed."

(End of Chapter)

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