Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons-Chapter 558 - 483 Three-Way Reaction (Part 2)_2

Chapter 558 -483: Three-Way Reaction (Part 2)_2

Chapter 558 -483: Three-Way Reaction (Part 2)_2

But then again, having such a close relationship with a Daozi, as good as clinging to the thickest branch of Nan Hong, would Shen Yi really betray the Nan Hong Seven Sons?

For what purpose?

Furthermore, even if they managed to lure him out of the Immortal Sect,

with the combined strength under the command of the Seven Dragon Descendants, could they rival any Daozi?

As for asking the elders to come out of seclusion, that would not be possible without making a sound, tantamount to declaring war directly against the Nan Hong Seven Sons, and an unrelenting kind at that.

What kind of merit, what kind of opportunity would that be?

“Why the panic?”

Elder Ke Si raised an eyebrow, casting an unsatisfied glance: “Would I let you go to your death?”

“That you wouldn’t.”

Old Turtle was very clear about his own status, the Seven Dragon Descendants might not be sentimental, but at least for now, they seemed to still rely heavily on the Jin Stripe Turtle Clan.

“The moon has its phases of waxing and waning.”

Elder Ke Si strolled out of the great hall leisurely: “When brilliance reaches its peak, it’s time for decline.”

Upon hearing this, Old Turtle’s eyelids twitched, seeming to guess something, his breath then becoming noticeably more strained.

He stared blankly at the back of the Dragon Descendant.

He saw an aura of confidence as if everything was within his grasp.

A feeling of astonishment surged in his heart.

The Seven Dragon Descendants… did he really have a way to make the Daozi of the Heavenly Sword Sect leave the Immortal Sect at her most vulnerable time?

“Huff.”

However, Elder Ke Si did not turn back to explain further, leaving only this statement behind.

He treaded on the waves, his figure drifting forward.

Only when he arrived at a desolate place did a trace of irritation appear on his face.

He promptly activated a secret method, and a water mirror appeared before him.

Looking at the oppressive visage in the mirror,

Elder Ke Si forced a respectful expression, adjusted his armor, and then knelt on one knee, cupping his hands and said: “Elder Ke Si has an urgent report for Elder Four.”

The dark red figure slowly writhed to life, distancing itself slightly before revealing scales as metallic as gold.

The huge dragon head appeared sharp and fierce, its eyes gleaming with a yellow light, looking down from above: “Speak.”

“Thirteen… Little Thirteen seems to have died! After he encountered a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect…”

Speaking thus, Elder Ke Si shakily extended his palm, intending to show the blood talisman within it to the other party.

Yet unexpectedly, the Red Dragon seemed indifferent, showing no sign of surprise and not even bothering to see through Elder Ke Si’s feigned sorrow: “I know.”

Before the echo of the voice faded, the water mirror had already quietly dissipated.

Elder Ke Si froze, he had originally planned to use Elder Four’s hand to confront the Nan Hong Seven Sons, weakening Elder Four’s strength while diverting their gaze to ease his own actions.

A plan to kill two birds with one stone.

But the other’s reaction was beyond his expectations.

Even if their relationship was usually strained, Little Thirteen was still a brother; Elder Four’s reaction was so indifferent, as if he never considered himself a part of the Southern Dragon Palace.

The Dragon Lord had actually entrusted the most prosperous waters to another’s control, truly a demented move.

“This bastard!”

Across the vast waters, the Red Dragon could not hear Elder Ke Si’s curse.

Of course, even if he did, he wouldn’t bother to care.

He calmly stared at the letter before him.

The Red Dragon knew about Little Thirteen’s death much earlier than others.

But he had felt Little Thirteen’s presence once again in between, which had caused some confusion.

The reason why he had yet to take any action,

was because of this letter before him.

It detailed the life and news of a foreign cultivator, including all the means he had used and changes in his boundary.

At the end of the letter, it mentioned the matter of Liu Shiqian from the Pure Moon Sect traveling to the Yan Family with the cultivator.

Normally, a letter from a cultivator’s hand would have a hard time winning the trust of the Dragon Palace.

But Elder Four was quietly staring at the talisman on the seal of the letter.

It was left by an elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

He did not hide his identity, openly betraying the Alliance Sect.

This was interesting.

As long as he delivered this letter to the Nan Hong Seven Sons, they would undoubtedly be doomed.

But it was also precisely because of this that it showed his sincerity.

“A desperate struggle?”

The Red Dragon smiled with amusement, seeing this as a submission, seeking the support of the Southern Dragon Palace, hoping to outmaneuver other Baiyu Capital Cultivators with this leverage, indeed making him appear to be the best candidate to inherit the He Dao Bao Di.

“Let the chaos rage, amplify it even more.”

“The death of a Little Thirteen is hardly enough.”

The dragon coldly regarded the dark red scales on its body; the result of a too potent maternal bloodline.

It had once been called a bastard.

Through killing its kin, it finally earned the title of Dragon Descendant.

But no matter how strong the power was,

the Southern Dragon Palace, with the Yellow Poison Dragon at its helm, would ultimately never fall into the hands of a Red Dragon.

“Who said the Union Dao treasure land could only be inherited by cultivators?”

It wanted to give it a try as well.

But the timing was not right, the Dragon Palace had to be humiliated to the extreme before the Nan Hong Seven Sons would pay the price of an abandoned Union Dao treasure land to appease the Dragon Lord’s wrath.

Of course, doing nothing and giving others something to talk about wasn’t an option either.

“Servants.”

The Red Dragon raised its head and said indifferently, “Go give the Pure Moon Sect something to do. In any case, I want to meet with that Liu Shiqian.”

An elder of the Baiyu Capital sacrificing Little Thirteen should suffice.

“As you command!”

A chilling response came from outside the hall.

…

Among the towering peaks, white mist drifted.

Traces of purple qi still lingered within.

At the foot of the mountain, several scattered manors struggled up the peak in an attempt to trace the source of this purple qi, seeking an immortal fate.

But when they finally made it to the top after great effort and looked up, what came into view was a menacing palace.

Seven stories high, stirring a sea of blood with every movement, as if the spirits of the wronged were wailing.

And with it came a deep beast roar that made the mountains tremble slightly.

“There are demons!”

Shrill cries echoed through the mountains, and figures fled desperately back down the mountain without choosing their paths.

Many mortals slipped and fell directly off the cliff.

Just as they were about to be dashed to pieces, a gust of wind blew upwards, catching and carrying them back to the foot of the mountain, as if it all had been nothing but a dream.

At the top of the mountain,

Shen Yi sat cross-legged, steadying his breathing, absorbing the Immeasurable Demon Emperor Palace into his brow.

Return to Void seventh layer, finally he had crossed the watershed and stepped into the late stages of his realm.

“Congratulations to my lord for the great increase in strength!”

Wu Jun knelt on one knee, his head bowed and hands clutched.

“…”

Ke Shisan was stunned, disbelievingly staring at this head of a turtle.

This was possible?

Its finger trembled, and following the gesture now seemed somewhat contrived.

Damn thing! Why didn’t it warn me!

Shen Yi couldn’t be bothered with these two Town Stones; he didn’t quite understand anyway, since they would have to fill the palace sooner or later, what was there to compete over.

He now had three Town Stones that could be of great use, in addition to the Dragon Descendants and this turtle, there was also a ninth-layer Return to Void Monster General under the turtle’s command.

Beyond that, there were six Town Stones oscillating between second and first grade ready to be refined.

What he lacked now was not Town Stones, but the life essence of demons.

For this, cultivation didn’t matter.

As long as there was a sufficient quantity to satisfy him.

Shen Yi glanced sideways at Wu Jun; if he remembered correctly… the other had a complete turtle army at his command.

With his current strength, to confront head-on a main demon army under the command of a Dragon Descendant was no different from seeking death.

But if he could get an “insider” to help and harvest some demon life essence, as long as he was careful and cautious, the opportunity was significant.

“Reporting to my lord, Wu Jun has already grasped all the information about the Golden Patterned Turtle Demon clan.”

Seeing his master look over, the bald turtle didn’t hesitate for a second and responded confidently.

It had started trying to take over the turtle army at a young age and indeed had cause for pride.

“To put it that way, I even know the whereabouts of the other few Dragon Descendants, and even the secluded place where the Dragon Lord recuperates,” Ke Shisan couldn’t help but stand up and speak, not to be outdone.

“Just wait a second,” Shen Yi glanced at it.

What’s the use of knowing? To go and get yourself killed?

In contrast, Wu Jun was much more reliable; having such a general leading the way was at least a guarantee of safety.

He didn’t ponder any further.

Shen Yi was well aware of how laughable his tricks would be in the face of a formidable force like the Dragon Palace.

If the Dragon Palace really got fired up,

their minions in Hongze would be like a vast net; if they intended to envelop him, there simply would be no room to secretly grow strong.

Wherever he killed a demon, the Dragon Palace could immediately catch up.

His time was indeed running short.

This time, even the Union Dao treasure land might not be enough to protect him.

Now, it seemed that the only way to live safely was the Seven Sons Summit, to secure the position of Sect Master firmly and use the foundation of the Nan Hong Seven Sons to restrain the Dragon Palace.

Only then would he have the time to go to the Union Dao Nanyang treasure land and thus fight for a chance to rise.

Bearing this in mind,

Shen Yi directly summoned the Black Light Flying Sword, following Wu Jun’s guidance, and swept towards that vast ocean!