Chapter 619: If You Revere Immortals, Why Not Revere Me?

Chapter 619: If You Revere Immortals, Why Not Revere Me?

Above the Eastern Flood, the vast expanse of silver-white dragon aura had gathered into clouds, blocking out the sun and dispersing towards the other three Floods.

This was an unusual disturbance in the Dragon Cavern, which was supposed to be guarded.

It was a major event that should have shaken the four Floods, but at this moment, no one had the mind to pay attention.

"Heh—"

A terrifying giant ape hunched over, breathing heavily, its long arms reaching into the water, tightly gripping the neck of a ferocious beast.

"Let go, or I'll make you!"

In the vast sky, a massive black dragon burst through the clouds, its tail lashing down in uncontrollable fury.

The difference in their cultivation realms was like that of clouds and mud.

However, facing the approaching dragon tail, the giant ape's face twisted into a sinister and mocking smile. With one more surge of strength, it finally strangled the beast's neck and then glanced sideways.

It was a hideous ape face covered in scars, staring directly at the black dragon. There was not a trace of fear in its eyes, but instead, a sense of indifference towards death.

In an instant, accompanied by a loud rumble.

The giant ape, standing atop the surging green waves with its head reaching the white clouds, was easily torn apart by the dragon tail, shattering into countless boulders that fell like raindrops and were swallowed by the raging waves.

The black dragon transformed into a human form, revealing itself to be Qi Tianchuan, who had taken the place of the Northern Dragon King.

He stood there in a daze, speechless for a long time.

Although his strength was not as great as his brother Qi Tianya, and he couldn't become the Northern Dragon King, he was still a Perfect Heaven Realm dragon with vast knowledge. Recently, he had even participated in the shocking capture of the Merit Immortal.

His temperament needed no further explanation.

But at this moment, the last glance from the ape demon still lingered in his mind.

On his way here, this was already the third powerful demon Qi Tianchuan had slain.

These demons' strength was not particularly high, and none of them were a match for him, but they had left a deep impression on him.

Regardless of the type of demon, he was also had participated in the shocking capture of the Merit Immortal.

His temperament needed no further explanation.

But at this moment, the giant ape's final glance before its death still lingered in his mind.

On his way here, this was already the third powerful demon Qi Tianchuan had slain.

These demons were not exceptionally strong, and none of them were a match for him, but they had left a profound impression on him.

Regardless of the type of demon, when facing death, they all made the same choice.

That is, before dying, they would try to kill as many Northern Flood demon soldiers as possible, regardless of their own lives, as if it didn't matter at all.

The same indifferent and calm gaze.

This situation completely exceeded Qi Tianchuan's understanding. In his opinion, these wild demons had cultivated to such a high level, enduring countless hardships along the way. They should value their lives, but what could make them act so strangely?

Moreover, even he felt his heart trembling.

Not to mention the other Northern Flood beings, who knew how much they would suffer when facing these bizarre and ferocious creatures.

"No wonder the advance was hindered."

The Elder Turtle arrived with many soldiers and generals, holding a map and sighing, "We were a little careless and lost many elite soldiers of the Northern Palace. Let's slow down and avoid any more accidents."

After a long silence, Qi Tianchuan finally clenched his fist and said, "Send a message to the Boundless Dao Emperor Sect, and let's join forces to clear the Western Flood first."

With his order.

Countless demon soldiers slowly withdrew from the Eastern Flood.

As the surging demon aura in the sky dissipated.

The various beings finally emerged from their hiding places, breathing heavily in fear, staring at the sky in a daze.

They had never imagined that the cruel and ruthless villains, who had suddenly gained a notorious reputation and then disappeared without a trace, were the ones who had temporarily saved their lives.

"The Demon Palace..."

Amidst the crowd, Ye Jiu, covered in blood, gently pushed away the arms of the people supporting him.

After a fierce battle with two late-stage Heaven Realm dragon sons, he managed to repel the two dragons, but he also paid a heavy price when facing the methods passed down by those Immortals.

"..."

Under the gaze of the crowd, Ye Jiu slowly walked into the water, reaching out to pick up a piece of shattered stone, holding it in his hand and examining it carefully for a long time.

After being shattered, the body that was once as lively as any living being had turned into an ordinary stone, losing its luster and any trace of life.

At this moment, the shattered stone suddenly transformed into black flowing light and fled.

Ye Jiu raised his eyes to look, and he saw countless large and small stones in the water flying up, all turning into flowing light, and then gathering into a stream, soaring towards the sky, where it turned into a black mist in the palm of the small figure and was taken into her sleeve.

"The Northern Flood will join forces to clear the Western Flood."

Ye Jiu roughly understood the identity of the person before him and guessed the reason why these demons were fearless in the face of death.

He concisely conveyed the information he had.

The petite girl's reaction surprised Ye Jiu. She remained calm, as if she didn't feel any pressure at all, and simply nodded, "I understand."

After speaking, she turned and flew towards the west.

"Count me in."

Ye Jiu drew out his Flowing Light Longsword without hesitation and followed her.

He knew that against those two Dao Realm experts, the remaining three Floods had almost no chance of victory. But since someone still dared to stand up, he would naturally follow, regardless of their identity.

As the Heaven Realm experts gradually left.

The beings of the Eastern Flood stared blankly at the silver-white dragon aura filling the sky, gradually accepting the reality.

The kind Dragon King was gone, and from now on, no one could protect them.

As time passed, figures gradually emerged from the crowd, summoning their treasures and heading west as well.

...

Eastern Flood, Dragon Cavern.

Qi Tianya sat cross-legged, freely inhaling and exhaling the silver-white dragon aura.

Since the four palaces no longer needed to guard the Hongze, these things naturally belonged to him.

"Old Lu, don't be jealous. Doing a good job for the Immortals will benefit you."

Lu Xiao quietly flipped through a book, not responding, but the cold light in his narrowed eyes revealed a hint of his thoughts.

If Qi Tianya absorbed the dragon aura of the four Floods, his strength, already superior to Lu Xiao's, would surely soar again.

At that time, although it would be a division of power, the Boundless Dao Emperor Sect would still be suppressed by the Northern Dragon Palace.

However, it didn't matter; after all, he had already grown accustomed to it ten million years ago.

Today, the Boundless Dao Emperor Sect was already a colossal force that occupied nearly half of Hongze, and when compared to the Southern Seven Sects, they were like ants, helplessly awaiting their annihilation.

As long as he made the right choice.

There would always be a chance to turn things around, no need to rush, no need to rush...

Lu Xiao seriously attended to the task at hand, and in just a short time, he had already uncovered most of the road that the Eastern Dragon King had spent a hundred thousand years building.

How did Yu Feng ascend to the heavens? Every 'brick' along this path, their names and locations, would appear without fail on the desk of Hongze Great Immortal.

Once the Great Immortal finished consuming that merit-nourishing food, he would settle the past accounts one by one.

As long as he did his job well, the immortal would never mistreat himself.

"This is... the right choice."

Lu Xiao closed the book, and a smile returned to his face.

However, in just a breath.

Qi Tianya suddenly opened his eyes, and Lu Xiao coldly looked towards the direction of the Dragon Hall.

...

The empty Dragon Hall was left with only a few figures.

On the square desks, wisps of blue smoke still lingered, as if it were still the same academy as before.

But behind the desks, there were no more figures, no more crisp laughter.

On the stone wall at the deepest part of the hall, a hideous dragon head with distorted features hung high, its purple beard dyed a dark red, its two dragon horns losing their luster, and in its round, bulging, lifeless eyes, the blood tears had dried into long streaks.

It stared lifelessly at the hall.

Intimidating the living beings of Eastern Hongze.

"Heh! Heh!"

The pale-faced Zi Yang inadvertently met his father's gaze and turned away in fear, sitting on the ground with his fingers deeply embedded in the stone bricks, his eyes fixed on the bulging veins on the back of his hand.

From the start, he had never supported his father's plan.

Zi Yang had never believed that relying on these ordinary mortals could have any impact on the high and mighty immortals.

But suddenly, seeing a glimmer of hope, his mind went blank.

In that moment of daze.

The result was the imprisonment of the entire clan, the beheading of his father, and the confinement of the dragon soul within a gourd, enduring endless torment and never being able to turn things around.

He finally understood why Xuanqing had become so decadent.

Because all he could think about was how to kill that immortal, but no matter how hard he pondered, he couldn't come up with any solution, and even with his remaining sanity, he felt an indescribable fear for having such a thought.

"Don't look at me... I... I dare not think about it..."

He closed his eyes and curled up, muttering in a hoarse voice, almost whispering.

Zi Xian squatted beside her brother, burying her head deep in the crook of his arm.

As the proud daughter of the Eastern Dragon Palace, she had never imagined that the words 'family destroyed and people lost' would be so close to her, so close that it only took a lift of the immortal's hand.

Zi Xian, who claimed to care about Hongze, was the one who ultimately plunged Hongze into a state of suffering.

So-called kindness was actually the greatest cruelty, how absurd and ridiculous.

It was so ridiculous that Zi Xian had already fallen into a state of madness, and the entire Eastern Dragon Palace was the greatest sinner of Hongze!

...

Zi Lan carried a meal and looked at her aunt and uncle in this state, not knowing why, tears suddenly rolled down her cheeks.

She turned and stumbled out of the hall, but suddenly collided with someone's chest.

The jade dish shattered on the ground, and Zi Lan, dazed, wiped her tears vigorously, kneeling to pick up the fragments, then used her sleeve to wipe the soup, but no matter what she did, it wouldn't get clean, and finally, she broke down in tears: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it wasn't on purpose!"

However, the figure didn't scold her, but quietly stepped over her and walked towards the hall.

Zi Lan looked up in a daze, and through her tearful eyes, she saw a very familiar pale and handsome side profile.

In the past, when she was in the Southern Hongze Immortal Cave, she had blamed him for being too cruel, but after witnessing how the Dragon Grandpa had died so miserably, Zi Lan suddenly felt that perhaps acting like him was the right thing to do.

Later, she had also heard her uncle and aunt mention him.

But the youth in the story, though his character was similar to her impression, the things he did didn't match up.

How could a young man who struggled to kill the Western Dragon King be the same person who had difficulty killing Yue Tianji?

Zi Lan had never imagined that their second meeting would be under such circumstances.

She stared blankly at the youth's back, quickly got up, and followed him step by step.

"You must leave! There's..."

Probably no one would have thought that in the seemingly peaceful Eastern Dragon Palace, two Dao Realm experts were stationed.

At this moment, the first words the Purple Beard White Dragon spoke after seeing them were still, "You must leave."

Shen Yi slightly raised his eyes and looked at the hideous dragon head on the stone wall.

His eyes were like a calm, fathomless well.

The pupils were deep and black, not the lifeless grey, without the support of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Heartless Dao.

Even in his normal state, Shen Yi still didn't express any sadness or other emotions.

He just continued to walk forward until he stood beneath the dragon head.

"You..."

Zi Yang and Zi Xian, the brother and sister, finally realized something was amiss and looked up with their dim, lightless eyes.

Then, they saw Shen Yi stretch out his hand.

"Don't move! This has nothing to do with you!" Zi Yang suddenly stood up like a frenzied beast, shouting hoarsely.

What son could bear to see his father's head hung high, never to close his eyes in death?

But he really couldn't move... because it was the immortal who had hung it there.

No one knew what kind of terrifying thing would happen after offending this unpredictable immortal.

"Hmm."

Shen Yi seemed to not hear, gently took down the dragon head, and then turned to place it on the desk.

(End of Chapter)Zixian, struck by a thunderbolt, stiffly turned her head.

As expected, just as she had anticipated, the moment the dragon's head was removed, two more figures stood silently outside the grand hall.

Qitianya and Lu Xiao simultaneously raised their eyebrows.

They were the left and right arms of the Immortal, and as such, the dignity of the Immortal represented their reputation.

A mysterious young man, with late-stage Heaven Realm cultivation, strode into the hall, blatantly challenging their authority.

"You are the most talented person I have ever seen in Hongze."

Lu Xiao entered the hall and smiled lightly, "But also the most foolish one."

To offend an Immortal Court-recognized Immortal Official for such a meaningless reason, even more so than offending Xuanqing and Ziyang, seemed comical.

He approached Ziyang, squatted down, and slammed the prince's head onto the ground: "You remind him, you care about him, so he's on that path too?"

At this age, possessing such strength was highly unlikely for a native of Hongze; he was most likely an outsider.

Qitianya also stepped forward, patted Zixian's head gently, and whispered, "Tell Uncle who he is."

Such merit couldn't be monopolized by Lu Xiao alone.

The siblings trembled, biting their lips, their eyes fixed on the two Dao Realm experts' shoes, but they remained silent.

They couldn't betray their allies under their father's watchful eye.

But it was Shen Yi! Why did he come here and cut off the last shred of hope?

He should have gone to Shenzhou, joined a major sect, achieved success, and then returned to seek justice for himself and others!

Ziyang suddenly began to sob, and the last glimmer in his eyes slowly faded away.

He slowly closed his eyes.

However, no one noticed that Shen Yi also closed his eyes.

The accumulated demonic lifespan was rapidly dissipating, transforming into a blood-red seal.

Simultaneously, a majestic hall's shadow enveloped the entire Eastern Dragon Palace at a visible speed.

"..."

The youth in black sat behind the desk, slowly opening his eyes, gazing at the dragon's head on the table, the former seat of the Eastern Dragon King.

The books on the desk had been flipped through, creating a mess.

He gently caressed the dragon's head, stroked its purple beard, and neatly rearranged the books, his clear voice filled with curiosity: "Are you really afraid of Immortals?"

Upon hearing this, Qitianya and Lu Xiao froze, as if their inverse scales had been touched. They replied in a deep voice, "We respect them!"

This fool was already a dead man, and yet he dared to speak recklessly, which meant his death might not be so easy.

However, Shen Yi seemed completely unaware of their anger. He calmly put down the books, and his expression returned to tranquility: "Then look up and see what I am."

Before he finished speaking, the two Dao Realm experts, puzzled, released the siblings and turned their gaze towards the figure behind the desk.

The outsider's behavior from start to finish was peculiar, arousing their curiosity.

Nevertheless, they didn't see anything else on Shen Yi.

On his youthful face, a slight smile lifted the corners of his lips, revealing a clean smile, like an innocent young man.

But as his tone became playful, the siblings suddenly perceived a hint of ferocity in his expression, even his neat and white teeth seemed like the sharp fangs of a ferocious beast.

"Are you really looking?"

The entire hall suddenly turned cold, like a dead zone.

Abruptly, only Shen Yi and the Immortal could see the boundless land and water, which appeared in the minds of the two Dao Realm experts.

Countless lifespans had been spent to obtain the Demon Emperor's weapons, various Immortal techniques, including Immortal formations and many suppression stones. Even if they exhausted all their resources, it would be difficult to pose a threat to the two Dao Realm experts.

However, Shen Yi was not using his own resources at this moment.

At least in this instant, he was an Immortal.

The entire Southern and Western Flood domains abruptly stirred, and the vast land and water's spiritual energy rioted!

In front of this vast land and water, the cultivators and demons seemed insignificant.

"Roar!"

Qitianya sensed something amiss. His eyes filled with deep fear, and black scales instantly covered his entire body as he tried to transform into his true form and escape.

Lu Xiao instinctively attempted to summon the ancestral tablet.

Both of them seemed to have lost their voices, unable to speak, as they faced the pressure of the two realms!

"..."

Ziyang and Zixian stared blankly, witnessing the black dragon's surge, only to be grabbed back by an invisible giant hand. Their bodies struggled like eels, while Lu Xiao's robe exploded, and his fingers, trying to summon the ancestral tablet, broke one after another. Then, his entire arm exploded into bloody foam.

Inside the hall, only the thick, indescribable spiritual energy remained, roaring like waves.

Shen Yi sat behind the desk, his eyes closed, carefully smoothing the dragon's head's hair until he felt there was nothing left to manage. Then, he extended his palms and gently closed the dragon's eyes, facing himself.

With his thumbs, he wiped away the tears, leaving only a gentle whisper.

"You prepared a path for them, but they refuse to take it."

"Then, I'll walk my own path."

After speaking, Shen Yi stood up, walked around the desk, and collected the two pools of broken limbs and flesh on the ground. Just as he had arrived, he quietly left the Dragon Hall.

His path was called the Yellow Springs.

The remaining three people in the hall stared blankly at the empty hall.

Their pupils had shrunk to needlepoints.

What had they just witnessed?

What kind of person had they met along the way?

Shen Yi was not a reincarnated Immortal; he was a genuine Immortal!

(End of Chapter 1)

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