On a mountain peak tens of thousands of li away, the Sky Fall Demon Emperor was looking at Demon Imperial City with a grim expression. It was hard to tell what he was thinking.
The Commander's eyes reddened. "Your Majesty, what do we do now?"
"We still have a chance!"
The Sky Fall Demon Emperor took a deep breath and waved his hand. A shriveled body appeared before him.
The Commander's eyes narrowed. "The High Priest? H-why is he here? "
The High Priest was clearly lying in a coffin and being carried away. How could he be here?
"Wake up!"
The Sky Fall Demon Emperor did not answer. Instead, he took out the blood he had prepared and fed it to the High Priest. Soon, the High Priest recovered. He was as young and strong as he had been in the Demon Imperial Palace.
"Did the tomb keepers fail as well?"
The High Priest slowly opened his eyes and sensed his body and strength. His expression was calm.
"Yes!" The Sky Fall Demon Emperor nodded.
When they met the High Priest in the Demon Imperial Palace, they had come to an agreement to secretly take him away. It was not that they had detected a traitor, but it was better to take precautions.
The longer one lived, the more one feared death. The High Priest was no exception.
The High Priest said, "No wonder the Celestial World ordered us to investigate. It seems like there's a problem with the tomb keepers …"
The Sky Fall Demon Emperor said, "Now is not the time to think about what's going on. The army has been wiped out, and Demon Imperial City is under attack. It could collapse at any moment. What should we do?"
The High Priest's eyes flashed with displeasure, but he still nodded. "There's a way. The path between immortals and mortals is connected, so it's easier for immortals to descend. If we make a sacrifice now, we can definitely get them to descend. However … "
The Sky Fall Demon Emperor's eyes gleamed. "It's fine as long as we can get them to descend. Otherwise, if a few more true immortals break through, we won't be able to do anything."
He had seen Bliss, Gu Ling 'er, and Gu Yunqiu's breakthroughs.
"Mm." The High Priest flicked his wrist, and a massive altar appeared on the ground. "Stand at the center of the altar and activate it with demonic energy."
"Me?"
"If we want to summon more powerful true immortals, we'll need the Demon Emperor's blood. Only you can do it!" the High Priest said.
"Alright!" The Demon Emperor nodded. Standing at the center of the altar, he infused his blood into the inscriptions.
Suddenly, the Sky Fall Demon Emperor sensed that something was amiss. His pupils constricted. "What are you trying to do?"
After devouring his blood, the altar beneath his feet didn't offer a sacrifice to the heavens. Instead, it sealed the surrounding space, trapping him firmly.
"It's nothing …" The High Priest shook his head and sneered, "The Giant Demon Clan was destroyed under your leadership. You even lost the Devil Emperor's Seal and Devil Emperor's Sword. You are no longer fit to be a Demon!"
Boom!
As he spoke, the Sky Fall Demon Emperor rapidly aged. His hair turned from jet-black to grey-white, and then snow-white.
"I have the noblest bloodline of the Demon Emperor! How dare you kill me …!" The Sky Demon Emperor's expression changed, and he unleashed a barrage of punches. However, he didn't know what level of magical treasure this altar was, and it was powered by his blood. It was as if he had been completely imprisoned, and there was no way for him to escape.
Fear appeared in Qiong Luo's eyes as he roared, "What are you waiting for?!"
"Yes!" The commander raised his sword and stabbed at the High Priest.
"Heh!"
The High Priest sneered coldly. With a light flick of his wrist, the Commander froze on the spot. Following which, his body began to age rapidly, just like the Sky Fall Demon Emperor.
"Don't …" Before the Commander could finish his words, blood seeped out of his mouth and nose, and he quickly turned into a withered corpse.
After devouring the Sky Fall Demon Emperor's energy, the High Priest became even younger and more powerful. He slowly walked toward the Sky Fall Demon Emperor. With a cold voice, he said, "Give me your life. Don't worry, I'll exterminate the human race for you!"
Boom!
Before the Sky Fall Demon Emperor's horrified eyes, the two of them fused together. In the next moment, the High Priest emerged from the Sky Fall Demon Emperor's body. His eyes were tightly shut, as if he was accepting the Sky Fall Demon Emperor's body, demonic energy, and soul.
"Your abilities aren't all that impressive, but you are indeed quite strong. Don't worry, I'm doing this for the sake of our race. It's worth it to trade your lives for the continuation of our race!"
The High Priest chuckled softly.
The Sky Fall Demon Emperor had lived for so long because of his loyalty?
You must be joking!
His loyalty lay with the Sky Fall Demon Emperor, not with the Sky Fall Demon Emperor.
After devouring two of the strongest experts in the world, the High Priest's strength had grown even stronger. If he had the Spiritual Energy of Immortality, he would have been able to achieve a breakthrough in an instant, just like what happened with Ji Le.
He placed his hand on the altar, and countless treasures floated out before igniting in midair. "Esteemed Immortal, please descend!"
Hong long long!
A pitch-black passageway extended from the altar into the depths of the Spirit Abyss. In the blink of an eye, it had connected with the Path of Immortality.
If the ritual had required him to traverse a dimension in the past, there was no need for that now.
"Esteemed Immortal, your most loyal servant, Sky Fall Demon Emperor, has been ordered to eradicate those sinners for ten thousand years, but to no avail. I hope that you can send someone down to clean up the filth!"
The High Priest exclaimed.
"I didn't think that even the tomb keeper would fail to stop you. Since that's the case, let's descend!"
Boom!
With a deafening explosion, a figure slowly walked through the passageway. Not too long later, a towering figure flew out of the passageway.
Arriving at the top of the altar, he surveyed the surroundings, and his face darkened.
The High Priest gritted his teeth and said, "Esteemed Immortal, I beseech you to eradicate those sinners …"
"Un!" The True Immortal nodded. Just as he was about to speak, he saw a bunch of silhouettes slowly walking toward him.
"I didn't think that I would be able to see the [Soul Devouring Art]!"
"That Sky Fall Demon Emperor is Sky Fall's ancestor. His ancestor is devouring the bodies of his descendants. The Giant Demon Tribe is really regressing!"
"Cut the crap. Once the power of the altar is fully formed, Su Yin won't be able to withstand it. Woodcutter, hurry up and make your move!"
"Alright!"
As they spoke, an old lingering spirit picked up a piece of firewood that was as thick as a person's wrist and tossed it toward the True Immortal.
"You are …"
The True Immortal narrowed his eyes in shock. He wanted to dodge, but he found that he was unable to move at all. It was as if he had been imprisoned in midair.
Hu!
The wooden stick landed on his head, and his strength dissipated like steam. The Celestial Energy in his body was no longer under his control, and it exploded.
The massive impact reduced the altar to dust, and the passageway began to collapse.
"This should be able to hold him off for some time …"
The woodcutter heaved a sigh of relief. He looked at the young man who was flying toward him and chuckled.
After being trapped for ten thousand years, he was finally free!
…
Arriving at the peak of the mountain, Su Yin saw the thirty-six teachers standing together not too far away from him. He was so agitated that his body trembled.
After leaving the forbidden grounds, he had gone back twice, but these fellows behaved as if they had met a stranger. They refused to come out, and even if they did, they wouldn't say a word. This left him incredibly disappointed.
He didn't think that they would take the initiative to leave the forbidden grounds and come here after the opening of the Path of Immortality.
"You even tore a hole in the sky. If we don't come out now, our souls will really dissipate …" Yang Xuan shook his head.
The Remnant Will, Yang Xuan, shook his head as a look of disappointment appeared in his eyes. "Can't you keep a low profile and cause less trouble?"
"Teacher, you're right …" Su Yin didn't get angry. Instead, he smiled cheekily.
He was the Junior Uncle of the Quxian Sect, the face of the sect. Before these lingering spirits, he was nothing more than a child.
"Take note of it in the future!"
Seeing that Zhang Xuan was behaving appropriately, Yang Xuan nodded in satisfaction. He raised his head to look at the Path of Immortality in the sky, and with a resounding voice, he said, "Hahaha, I, Yang Xuan, am out again. Firmament, Yellow Springs, Goumang … You bunch of fools, come over here! Come and catch me if you dare! "
After saying those words, Yang Xuan exhaled deeply before looking at Zhang Xuan once more. "Do you see that? You should keep a low profile like me!"
"???" Su Yin was stunned.
You call this keeping a low profile?
He was just short of stepping on Yang Xuan's face and scolding him!
Knowing that this was how Yang Xuan was, Su Yin decided not to dwell on the matter. Instead, he looked at Yang Xuan curiously and asked, "You are able to leave the forbidden grounds? Then … why didn't you leave with me previously? "
When they met previously, he had felt that these teachers would die at any moment, and he had been worried about them. Yet, in just a few days, they had suddenly become so arrogant, even going so far as to provoke the Celestial World …
"I'll explain it to you later," Yang Xuan said with a wave of his hand.
Just as Su Yin was perplexed, Gu Yunqiu suddenly flew over. Upon seeing the Lingering Wills, his eyes were filled with agitation and shock. "The current head of the Dry Origin Alliance's Elder Council, Gu Yunqiu, pays respects to the Immortals!"
He did not think that there would be so many Immortals in the human race.
"Immortals, we have long ceased to be Immortals. We are just Lingering Wills now …"
Yang Xuan was just about to speak when he was interrupted by the Saint of Agriculture, Yuan Ping. "The woodcutter has just sealed the Celestial Mortal Passageway, so those from the Celestial World won't be able to come over for the time being. However, the Spiritual Energy of the Immortals can still seep out. You can send someone to guard the passageway and collect it regularly.
"Of course, the Spiritual Energy of the Immortals collected is very thin, so it needs to be gathered and tempered. Little Su Yin, the leeks you have planted are very good. You can continue to use them!"
"Thank you, Immortal!"
Gu Yunqiu heaved a sigh of relief as he discreetly looked in the direction of the Celestial Mortal Passageway.
The explosion of the True Immortal not only caused a portion of the dark passageway to collapse, but it also left behind a brilliant and vast sword Qi that sealed the passageway. It was as if anyone who came over would be easily cut in half. Not to mention True Immortals, even Golden Immortals might not be able to withstand it.
The sword Qi could stop Immortals, but it could not stop Spiritual Energy from seeping in. Although there was no river of Spiritual Energy, transcendent-grade Spiritual Energy, first-grade Spiritual Energy, and even Spiritual Energy of the Immortals would still flow out from time to time.
With these things, in addition to the increase in the upper limit of the realm, and the harvest from exterminating the Giant Devil Clan, the Human Race would definitely experience a surge in their cultivation. Ninth level Void Immortal and even True Immortal experts would spring up like bamboo shoots after the rain.
"This is a disaster that we brought …" Yuan Ping shook his head.
"Although the passageway is sealed, it is only temporary. It won't last long. You should raise your cultivation as soon as possible and prepare for the big battle! We will take little Su Yin away first. If there is anything, just look for him in the Suppressing Immortal Sect! "
Then, he looked over and said, "Let's go!"
"You stay here. If there is any movement, feel free to inform me …"
After arranging The Great Demon of Bliss, Su Yin did not say anything else. He followed behind the remnant wills, the tortoise, Donkey, the parrot, and the Three Beasts, and quickly flew along the river of Spiritual Energy.
"Farewell, Immortals!"
Seeing that they had left, Gu Yunqiu heaved a sigh of relief.
"Teacher … are they all True Immortals?" Gu Ling 'er walked up to Gu Yunqiu.
"To be able to release such brilliant sword Qi with just a remnant will, the cultivation of these Immortals when they were alive is unfathomable … It's no wonder Young Su Yin has such strength at such a young age. Teacher is actually so powerful!"
Gu Yunqiu sighed. "You heard their orders just now. Call Hall Master Fan Ruoting over and have her gather the Spiritual Energy here. As for the others … except for those who are surrounding the Giant Demon Tribe, cultivate diligently. There is no need to reserve the Spiritual Energy here. There is no need to control it. Everyone, use it as quickly as possible!"
Gu Ling 'er nodded.
Due to the fact that the Dry Origin Continent could not produce Spiritual Energy on its own, every time the Lingyuan River opened, a portion of it would be used for cultivation, and a small portion would be kept as a strategic reserve. Over the past ten thousand years, the scale of the Lingyuan River was already immeasurable.
Now that the Passageway between Immortals and Mortals had opened, mankind was facing an unprecedented crisis. Furthermore, spiritual energy would continue to gush into the Lingyuan River, so the strategic reserve could be used!
…
Over on the side of the Lingyuan River, Su Yin followed closely behind the remnant wills, and it did not take long for them to arrive at the end of the Lingyuan River.
Yuan Ping turned to an elder and said, "Open it!"
Su Yin recognized the other party. He was the Needle Saint Su Xiuyi who had taught him needlework. The elder tapped his finger forward, and a surge of energy materialized into a needle tip. He pierced the air several times, and a pitch-black door appeared in the empty space.
"Let's go!"
Yuan Ping led the way in.
The other remnant wills followed suit, and Su Yin and the Three Beasts followed suit.
As soon as they entered, the door immediately vanished. Su Yin's body jolted, and he found himself back in the Forbidden Grounds. His surroundings were gray, and there was no sun or moon. There were only rows of tombs.
"This place is really connected to the Spirit Abyss Dimension …"
Su Yin widened his eyes in realization. Just as he was deep in thought, he saw the remnant wills sitting on the ground. Their bodies had dimmed significantly, and it seemed like they would collapse at any moment.
This was especially so for Li Qiaofu. His body was so thin that it was barely visible.
"Teachers …" Su Yin narrowed his eyes in shock.
"There's no need to panic. It's just that we have overexerted our strength. We'll be able to recover in a thousand years," Li Qiaofu said with a smile.
"What's going on? How did you manage to leave this place? And why did you overexert your strength? "Su Yin asked anxiously.
"It's a long story. The tomb keepers that you killed were actually here to suppress us. The eighteen coffins sealed this place completely," Yang Xuan explained with a smile.
No longer smiling, Yang Xuan's expression turned grim as he explained, "We can only leave if you kill the tomb keeper. Otherwise, there's no way we can leave!"
Su Yin widened his eyes in realization.
He had checked the coffins previously, and it seemed like they were capable of fusing with spatial ripples to seal off space. Who could have thought that they were actually there to guard his teachers?
But … why would they be suppressed?
Weren't they Saints?
Who in the world had the ability to seal them here?
With such thoughts in mind, Zhang Xuan turned to Yang Xuan and asked, "What's going on? Can't we talk about it now? "
The remnant wills glanced at one another, but none of them said a word.
A moment later, Yuan Ping sighed deeply and said, "He has caused such a huge commotion, resulting in the opening of the Path of Immortals. There's no way we can keep this a secret any longer. Let's talk about it so that he can prepare himself in advance."
The others also had grim looks on their faces. A moment later, they sighed in unison.
"Li Qiaofu, why don't you do the talking?"
"Me?" Li Qiaofu looked like an old farmer who wasn't good with words. With a reddened face, he hurriedly waved his hands and said, "Let Song Yu do the talking … He's much more eloquent!"
"Alright then!" Song Yu walked up to Zhang Xuan and said, "I was afraid that Firmament and the others would notice if I were to speak of it. However, since they already know of your existence, there's no harm in speaking of it!"
Su Yin nodded in response.
He wasn't too sure what kind of Saint Song Yu was, but he had always referred to himself as a 'fisherman', and what he taught him was fishing and rearing fish. In his view, it was completely useless.
In fact, even until now, he still hadn't figured out which occupation it corresponded to.
On top of that, Song Yu was extremely ugly. It was hard to tell whether his face was disfigured or burned by sulfuric acid. The first time Zhang Xuan saw him, he was so frightened that he had nightmares.
However, Song Yu was very eloquent, and he had taught Zhang Xuan many speaking skills. He could be considered the most eloquent of the 36 Remnant Wills.
Song Yu said, "Our titles as Saints are not self-proclaimed, but bestowed upon us by the heavens and earth. Li Shiting's grasp and control of the medicinal properties of medicinal herbs has reached the pinnacle of human ability. Li Qiaofu's understanding of the way of the sword is also unparalleled. Pill Saint Wei Boyang, Wine Saint Du Zhuang, Needle Saint Su Xiuyi … Although they were not called these names in the past, their identities are not fake. Every one of them has imparted skills to you.
Su Yin sighed emotionally. "That's right!"
In just seven days, he had gone from having no cultivation to peak ninth level Void Immortal and helped Gu Yunqiu and the others deal with the Giant Demon Clan. He had relied on the many skills that he had learned.
Every single one of them was extremely powerful.
Song Yu said, "We're all Saints of the human race, so we're also called Saints of the human race. More than ten thousand years ago, we all lived in the Celestial World. Then, something happened. As for what happened, it's not suitable for you to know yet. It can be considered a 'Dao Struggle'! "
"Dao Struggle?"
Song Yu said, "It's a Dao Struggle. There's no retreat. Once you retreat, all your beliefs will collapse, and your soul will scatter!"
Su Yin understood, and his expression became serious.
The reason why cultivators could improve was because of their beliefs. Once they were proven to be wrong, it would indeed drive people crazy.
Just like the physics in his previous life, countless scientists studied and studied based on Newton's theory of relativity. Once it was proven that the constant speed of light was false, the mass-energy equation was not valid, and matter did not exist … many people would probably collapse on the spot. Suicide would be considered a light punishment.
It was the same for the Dao Struggle. It involved beliefs and also life and death. There was no retreat.
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