Chapter 584: Breakthrough to the Celestial Realm, True Divine Ability
Chapter 584: Breakthrough to the Celestial Realm, True Divine Ability
The Supreme Mountain Peak Pillar, the Divine Mountain Calming Heaven Art, was something Shen Yi had been studying for a long time, and he had come up with many variations.
For example, using this art to conceal one's figure was more effective than other breath concealment techniques.
He no longer had to find a secluded, uninhabited place before condensing the Binding Stone, as he had to do before.
"Hmm."
Shen Yi hid himself within the art, regulating his breathing. It had been a long time since he had been so eager for the birth of a Binding Stone.
Not to mention whether it could help the incubated being in the Western Demon Hall take another step forward.
The Cold Mountain Ancestor himself was a mid-stage Celestial Realm Great Demon, and he had almost exhausted all his means, even using the Divine Mountain Calming Heaven Art and the Demon Emperor Armament to their limits, to defeat the opponent.
Shen Yi was actually more accustomed to close-quarters combat, but this time, he maintained his distance from start to finish, never truly engaging the Cold Mountain Ancestor, as he had no confidence in gaining an advantage under the terrifying demonic body of the Ancestor.
Such a formidable general, even surpassing the strongest hall master, Ke Shisan!
Thinking of this, Shen Yi no longer hesitated. He transformed the still-warm corpse into a sea of blood and poured it into the Binding Stone, while his divine sense stirred, and one by one, flashing demonic origins appeared.
A total of forty-seven origins were needed to reshape the soul of this Great Demon and completely subdue it.
[Remaining Demonic Lifespan: 5380,000 years]
Looking at the remaining demonic lifespan, Shen Yi no longer felt the same sense of security as before. Although the demonic lifespan seemed abundant, in reality, without causing too much disturbance and avoiding being noticed by Northern Flood, it would be difficult for him to increase this number by another level.
After all, even the Great Demons of Western Flood had perished here.
To continue accumulating lifespan, slaughtering the Dragon Palace was inevitable.
However, the South Dragon King was protected by the Dragon Cavern, and once a stalemate occurred, if he couldn't act swiftly, the opponent would surely find a way to send news to the Hongze Immortal. This would only alert the Immortal to Shen Yi's peculiarities ahead of time.
In that case, it would seem like a dead end...
If there was no way to fill the vacancy of the great seal in the Ten Thousand Demon Hall and control the power of nature in Southern Flood.
Shen Yi couldn't think of a way to confront the White Rhino guarding Hongze, let alone the Immortal behind this treasure.
"Forget it, I'll just take things as they come."
He lowered his eyes, suppressing the urge to look beyond the sky curtain at the giant white rhino.
Even if he controlled Southern Flood, it was only a quarter of the territory, and his strength was still far from being able to face the White Rhino treasure.
Across from Shen Yi, the Cold Mountain Ancestor slowly opened his eyes.
This terrifying demon, who had survived the slaughter apocalyptic, finally became a member of the Western Demon Hall.
"Cold Mountain... pay respects to my master!"
As he spoke, he transformed into a stream of light and surged into the Western Hall, like the left and right guardians, standing at the side behind the giant throne. His body slowly merged into the thick black mist.
At the same time, in the Nanyang Sacred Ground.
Among the three dormant stone statues placed by Shen Yi in the summit hall, the smallest one suddenly opened its eyes, and a hint of pain appeared in its vertical pupils.
"Sir—"
An Yi's voice, rarely showing a hint of hesitation, was enough to show the terrible pain she was enduring!
More than ten Fusion Realm Great Demons, Binding Stones, were scattered throughout Southern Flood, and almost simultaneously, they formed a close connection with the Western Hall.
The black mist condensed into their forms, and the lifeless figures lined up below the throne, with the mist on their bodies spreading towards the throne, until they merged into a tiger-headed human shadow.
At this moment, the Western Demon Hall finally exuded a heavy aura of solemnity!
"..."
Shen Yi closed his eyes and looked inward, gradually understanding the true intention of the Ten Thousand Demon Hall.
These Western Hall demons were An Yi's restorative medicine, replenishing her bloodline, allowing the incubated being to truly evolve.
And she was his restorative medicine.
The entire Ten Thousand Demon Hall was like a giant pill furnace, and whether it was the hall master or the Binding Stones, they were all just ingredients, existing only to be digested by him in the end.
Now that the treasure pill was complete, it was time to open the furnace.
In the summit hall of Nanyang Sacred Ground.
An Yi's body began to convulse violently, and strands of hair started to grow. Her entire face showed signs of a tiger demon.
She stumbled to her feet, but before she could take two steps, she collapsed to her knees.
"Roar!"
An Yi let out a shrill cry, filled with a crying tone, causing Ke Shisan and Yu Lan, who were beside her, to open their eyes with a hint of reluctance.
Although they were all fallen demons, they had been colleagues for so long that there was still some affection between them.
"Keep your voice down, don't let them hear you."
In An Yi's ears, a familiar calm voice echoed, and she endured the pain and looked up, only to see a tall, black mist-transformed figure standing in front of her with his hands hanging by his sides.
Although her figure was blurred, making it difficult to discern her features, she recognized him at a glance, her voice faint as a mosquito's buzz: "Sir... are you here to keep your promise?"
It turned out that the promise he made to her before her death was kept here.
"You're overthinking it."
Shen Yi glanced at her, bent down to pick up her palm, casually slipped a golden bracelet onto it, and said indifferently, "Endure it, it'll be over soon."
This was the truth.
What he needed was the divine ability nurtured in the West Hall, not to actually devour these Demon Stone Guardians alive.
Of course, if An Yi couldn't hold on and her divine soul shattered, then it would truly become a case of "protecting the small at the expense of the greater."
"..."
An Yi stared blankly at the golden bracelet on her wrist. She remembered that the last time, Mr. Shen had planned to give this bracelet to that extremely beautiful girl, but in the end, he gave it to her instead.
She bit her lip, suddenly feeling that the pain wasn't completely unbearable. In a soft voice, she said, "Thank you for my lord's grace."
"You're welcome."
Shen Yi straightened up and looked at the little Tiger Demon kneeling before him, his gaze falling on the other's forehead.
There, a dark white glow was slowly emerging.
After an unknown amount of time, the glow finally detached from An Yi's body, hovering in the air and transforming into a sphere the size of a pigeon egg."
"Hmm."
Shen Yi took a deep breath and gently touched the sphere with his palm.
In an instant, a vast aura instantly poured into his body, formed by black mist, merging with his divine soul.
Shen Yi closed his eyes, assimilating the dark white sphere.
After a moment, he murmured, "Supreme Netherworld Mansion."
Witness life and death, control yin and yang, participate in reincarnation.
The Yellow Springs are difficult to cross, and the Naihe Bridge is severed.
Open the Nether Mansion, and preside over the Nine Abyss!
Ordinary divine abilities are derived from Daoist laws, but this Supreme Netherworld Mansion technique obviously evolved from that Yin-Yang Pendant.
The effects are extremely similar, and both are related to the divine soul.
The specific usage may still require careful study.
In an instant, the tall figure formed by black mist quickly dissipated within the sacred grounds of Nan Yang.
An Yi quietly crawled up from the ground, caressing her golden bracelet, and returned to her previous position, transforming back into a Binding Stone.
"What are you looking at?" Ke Shisan glanced at Yu Lan and noticed a hint of envy in the eyes of this South Hall Master.
"You wouldn't think you're getting the same treatment, would you?" He found it amusing and couldn't help but tease her.
"Why not? My lord is the most fair," Yu Lan retorted, slightly indignant.
"Fairness is one thing, but this little fellow hasn't killed anyone, have you?" Ke Shisan had followed Shen Yi for so long that he naturally understood why An Yi was receiving such special treatment.
"You—" Yu Lan was at a loss for words, rolled her eyes and closed her eyes, transforming back into a Binding Stone, too lazy to argue.
At the same time, the two Hall Masters were bickering.
Shen Yi, who was in the Heavenly Realm, opened his eyes.
He maintained a cross-legged sitting posture, and behind him, a majestic and eerie Nether Mansion slowly revealed itself, as if imbued with a captivating power that made it hard to look away.
The divine ability was complete!
Shen Yi carefully sensed the changes in his aura, and after a moment, he confirmed that he had truly stepped into the level of the Celestial Realm.
Although he had already experienced the strength of the Celestial Realm with the help of the Supreme Mountain Peak Pillar, he still couldn't contain the joy in his heart at this moment.
His previous guess had been verified by his own hands.
As long as this path was open, he could continue on it.
Shen Yi retracted his divine ability and was about to remove the barrier of the Heavenly Realm, intending to descend to Xuan Yue City, but his gaze fell upon the waters.
Roar!
A dragon's roar, filled with murderous intent, reverberated from below, sweeping across the entire Nan Hong territory.
"This..."
Deng Xiangjun, holding a Dao Tablet and waiting near Xuan Yue City, also heard this dragon's roar.
After sensing the formidable Demon Power contained within, the shock and joy in his heart quickly faded, and he became much calmer.
He had almost been overwhelmed by Shen Yi's terrifying advancement, forgetting about the existence of that old dragon.
While killing Cold Mountain Ancestor would resolve Nan Hong's current crisis, it wouldn't actually harm the foundation of the South Dragon Palace. It would merely return the situation to its initial state.
With Shen Yi's presence, the Seven Sons of Nan Hong would surely win, but not yet.
After the previous banquet, Ye Jiu had proven himself. Without the influence of the Dragon Cavern, he possessed the strength to contend with the South Dragon King on his own.
However, being able to contend didn't mean being able to slay this old dragon. Ye Jiu alone wasn't enough.
Now, the South Dragon King had completely fallen into a rage and might act impulsively.
Shen Zongzhuang and the others wanted to formulate a strategy to minimize losses and needed to return to the sect to discuss further.
"Shen Zongzhuang, should we go back and gather everyone for a discussion?"
Just as the dragon's roar faded, Deng Xiangjun saw Shen Yi's figure deep in thought. Instead of worrying, he felt a hint of joy.
This showed that Shen Zongzhuang was still rational and hadn't become arrogant or complacent due to his sudden surge in strength.
Among the Seven Sons of Nan Hong, there was already Ye Jiu, who was brash, reckless, and hardly considered the consequences of his actions. Compared to having another like him, they needed a calm and collected leader who could wield the Celestial Sword and guide the Seven Sons steadily forward.
Someone like Senior Apprentice Brother Qin back then.
"..."
Upon hearing this, Shen Yi paused for a moment, then nodded in agreement.
The dragon's roar served as a reminder for him to seriously consider how to lure out and eliminate this old dragon.
Undoubtedly, the senior allies of the alliance had more experience in such matters, and it was indeed necessary to discuss it thoroughly.
But not now.
Recalling the banquet, Shen Yi had seen the South Dragon King's reaction, and even in that situation, he hadn't been so furious. The fact that he roared now could only mean one thing—Shen Yi's guess was correct.
As his mind stirred, over a dozen Fusion Realm Great Demons, the Binding Stones scattered across Nan Hong, began to move, diligently searching for underwater presences.
Soon, the ancient ape demon sent back a message.
"Reporting to my lord, we've found it."
Upon hearing this, Shen Yi wasted no time and directly bid farewell to the Unparalleled Lord beside him, "Senior Deng, please go on ahead. I have something to take care of and will return shortly."
If Qi Zhaoyi, the eldest son of the Qi family, were to return to Western Flood, where would he find a solitary Heaven Realm Mid-Stage Dragon Demon?
"Huh?"
Before Deng Xiangjun could react, he watched as Shen Yi's black-robed figure disappeared from his sight.
Just moments ago, he had praised Shen Yi's composure, but now he could only stand there dumbfounded, holding up his Dao Tablet with a bitter expression, muttering, "At least take this with you..."
Deng Xiangjun couldn't understand why anyone would dare provoke their Shen Zongzhuang at a time like this, especially after Cold Mountain Ancestor had fallen here.
...
In the Nan Hong waters, two figures swiftly soared into the air, hurrying towards Western Flood.
"Brother Ke, we had many misunderstandings before. I'm straightforward, so don't take it to heart."
Qi Zhaoyi sighed, breaking the silence.
"If you want to laugh, just laugh. There's no need to hide it." Prince Ke glanced at him with disdain. At this point, he had offended both his father and the Seven Sons, leaving him with no place in Nan Hong. He had to find a new place immediately.
As for Qi Zhaoyi, although he had lost many Demon Troops and some face, he had gained a Heaven Realm Mid-Stage ally, one without a way back. How could he not be delighted?
"Since you've made your intentions clear, I'll be direct too."
Qi Zhaoyi, his thoughts exposed, didn't get angry. "Your South Dragon Palace's foundation is weak because your father is too timid. What's there to fight over in this remote Nan Hong, a place where even birds won't drop their waste?"
He chuckled coldly, "Now that my father has awakened, that Eastern Woman will have to hold back. If you help me, once I ascend to the Crown Prince Throne and enter the Dragon Cavern, you'll be half the Western Flood Dragon King. I'll give you whatever you want!"
"Whatever you want..."
Prince Ke looked at him meaningfully, "Even if it's Zi Xian?"
Hearing this, Qi Zhaoyi paused, then grinned viciously, "Of course... Not just her, but I'll also help you settle the grudges you've accumulated in Nan Hong!"
"That Shen guy is only something in Nan Hong. Once he leaves this remote place, what is he? Dare he come out and see for himself?"
"The prerequisite is that you truly dedicate yourself to serving me with your life." Qi Zhaoyi looked at him seriously.
"..."
Prince Ke fell silent for a moment, then laughed casually, "Just joking, don't take it to heart."
This eldest son of the Qi family had no real skills, but his ambition was immense.
However, it was only such a person who would have to rely on him, as anyone with eyes in the Western Dragon Palace wouldn't follow such a useless person.
He didn't believe Qi Zhaoyi could help him take revenge, but using Western Flood as a temporary foothold to prepare for entering Northern Flood later was a good choice.
For now, let's head to Western Flood first.
Prince Ke looked ahead; they were already approaching Precious Flower Sect. After passing this place, he could truly let go of his grudges.
The world was vast, and he had only lost once. There were plenty of opportunities to turn the tables!
Shen, just wait for me!
(End of Chapter)
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