Begin immortality by slaying demons.

Chapter 587 A sudden turn of events

"Ho."

The smell of dragon blood quickly spread and rushed into everyone's nostrils, reminding them how real the scene before them was.

Even though it had lost its head and its upper body was split in the middle, the yellow poisonous dragon that once ruled the South Flood Land was still not dead. It just had no fighting spirit anymore, and its tall body staggered forward.

Xihong is just ahead, and as long as we cross that line, there seems to be hope.

However, the young man in black clothes, holding a golden-patterned black sword, followed slowly behind him. Every time he swung the sword, a horrifying gash appeared on the body of the Prince of the Ke family.

Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!

Scarlet blood continued to splatter, and the already staggering steps of the Prince of the Ke family became even slower, as if he would fall down completely in the next moment, until his entire body was dyed dark red. As Shen Yi raised his arm again, the long knife finally penetrated into his shoulder fiercely, and stopped only after penetrating into his chest and abdomen.

"call."

Shen Yi slowly loosened his palm, and even the gaps between his fingers were covered with sticky and hot blood plasma. He raised his eyes slightly and looked at the broken body in front of him, which seemed to have lost all strength, staggered to a stop, and then fell forward without a breath.

He put the corpse of Prince Ke into the ring, then slowly turned around and looked.

"..."

The moment he was briefly swept by this gaze, Cheng Xiaoyuan shuddered subconsciously. It was really hard for him to imagine that someone could have such an indifferent expression, but swing a knife so fiercely to kill a heavenly dragon monster alive in the water.

"What are you still doing?"

Huang Wenfa's low chuckle brought Cheng Xiaoyuan back to his senses immediately and made him remember Sect Master Shen's previous instructions.

The two of them rushed out together, using the Zhenyue Technique, transforming into a huge barrier and flying all the way, blocking the aura that was about to become turbulent within the range of Nanhong.

“So this is the strange phenomenon of heaven and earth.”

There was a look of fear and a bit of weirdness on Cheng Xiaoyuan's face. While he was using all his strength to cast the spell, he couldn't help but glance at Huang Wenfa next to him.

No wonder the other party had such a violent reaction when the news came out in the jade slip. It must be that he was already aware of Sect Master Shen's style of doing things.

He really kills when he says he will kill, and leaves no one alive when he says he will leave no one alive, without any room for negotiation.

"Thank you both for your help."

With the help of the two leaders of the Banshan Sect, Shen Yi was saved a lot of trouble.

His eyes fell on the Netherworld Palace. He took a casual step forward and came in front of it. Then he waved his hand to withdraw the magical power, revealing a figure inside that was curled up like a snake and trembling.

From the initial madness and rage to the moment when he buried his head in his body.

Qi Zhaoyi doesn't look like the eldest son of the Western Dragon Palace in Tianjing at all.

Hearing the noise beside it, it raised its head in a daze. The energy in its eyes had long since dissipated, leaving only the last bit of spirit to maintain its life. Moreover, even this last bit was like a candle in the wind, which seemed like it would be completely extinguished at any time.

Even so, when it saw the figure in a wet black shirt standing in front of it, its pupils instinctively shrank and its head, as huge as a mountain, quickly shrank back.

That is the fear engraved in the bones!
Shen Yi stretched out his hand and gently placed his slender fingers on its forehead. The size difference between the two was already to the extent of a mountain and an ant, as if he was comforting a frightened cat.

Under this palm, the fear in Qi Zhaoyi's eyes finally subsided a little, and he slowly closed his eyes.

That extremely broken soul could no longer support it in remembering the identity of the person in front of it.

But in an instant, the instinct for crisis in its bones made its whole body tremble violently. The blue sky rolled, and the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth was instantly sucked out and gathered in the white, blood-stained palm.

click-

Qi Zhaoyi tried desperately to get away from the terrifying bloody figure, but in his current state, he could no longer control the dragon body, let alone resist Shen Yue Zhen Qingtian who was exerting his full strength. He could only feel his head cracking in despair, and he couldn't even roar.

Under the crushing force of the immense force, the huge dragon head gradually deformed, and cracks spread rapidly like a spider web until it was completely shattered!
In the bloody rain, Shen Yi slowly withdrew his hand.

The deaths of two dragon monsters in the middle stage of the heavenly realm almost at the same time caused the aura of this world to become extremely turbulent. The strong smell of blood spread along with the aura to the entire Nanhong!
The continuous clouds and mist were tinged with a faint red glow.

It was as if a big sun had set, shrouding the entire land and water in the shadow of sunset. However, this sunset carried with it an indelible smell of murderous intent, which made people feel a little cold in their hearts.

"..."

Sect Leader Baohua stared closely at Sect Leader Shen in the sky. Until this moment, there was not even a drop of his own blood on the other's dark red gown.

With his own strength alone, he killed two dragon monsters without any damage!
In the whole of Nanhong, the only one who can do this is probably the Southern Dragon King.

This young sect leader has become a being on par with the Dragon King in a short period of time. Even if he is still not as good as the Dragon King, it is hard to imagine how amazing his future will be!
Previously, Master Baohua thought it was a pity that his disciple had no chance to reminisce with Master Shen and ease the pain of missing him when he was in Nanyang Sect.

After all, not everything in the world requires a result.

But now I suddenly have different ideas.

Judging from Sect Master Shen's performance, if his disciple really had the chance to have some contact with the other party and was thus indulged in, his fate would be many times more miserable than that of his master.

For those things that are out of reach, the best choice is... not even to hope for them.

"Shen Yi has something important to attend to, so I'll take my leave now."

After collecting the corpse of the jade-horned silver dragon, Shen Yi bowed and said goodbye to the leader of Baohua Sect, then he summoned the black cloud and disappeared into the sky.

After all, he didn't explain it clearly to Senior Deng when he left. The death of the creatures in the Heavenly Realm would cause a fluctuation of aura that would be difficult to conceal. He also didn't want the leaders of the allied sects to worry too much, so it would be better for him to go back early.

"Please rest assured, Sect Master Shen, we will definitely not let this news spread outside Nanhong."

The three of them bowed in return and watched Shen Yi leave.

Then they looked at each other and saw the complexity in each other's eyes. They were shocked so much that they were numb. They wanted to say something but didn't know where to start.

But one thing is certain.

Nanhong, things are going to change from now on.

……

The Seven Sects of Nanhong.

Under the gaze of several fellow disciples, Deng Xiangjun lowered his head in shame.

The so-called knowing nothing about anything.

Where did Sect Master Shen go, what was he doing, and when will he come back.

Faced with these questions, he opened his mouth but couldn't say a word.

"I asked you to find Shen Yi. Did you bring back his Dao tablet?"

The corners of Ye Jiu's eyes twitched a few times, and he held his breath in his chest, almost getting angry to death.

"This matter cannot be blamed on Senior Brother Deng. This is how Sect Leader Shen does things. He has his own ideas."

Although Ji Jingxi was also worried, he had been to Xihong with Shen Yi and had some understanding of the young sect leader.

"I can't keep him, and I can't catch up with him. I... I..."

Seeing that someone finally understood her, Deng Xiangjun finally showed some grievance.

"Do I blame him?"

Ye Jiu waved his sleeves irritably: "Those loaches are not here now. Who knows if they will ambush Shen Yi? We don't even have a direction to find them!"

They also heard the long roar of the Southern Dragon King earlier, and it was obvious that the old loach was in an abnormal mood.

It’s not that Ye Jiu doesn’t trust Shen Yi’s ability, it’s just…

"Now that they have torn their faces apart, what despicable tricks can't they use?"

"Shhh."

Qi Yansheng suddenly raised his head and stretched out his hand to stop the conversation.

He frowned and stared at the sky, watching the red glow that quickly spread out, like a line connecting the sky and the earth, dyeing the entire sky a light red.

Seeing this, everyone fell silent.

As the leaders of the Nanhong Seven Sect, they have seen everything and can recognize a scene like this at a glance.

But it was precisely because he recognized it that he stood there in a daze.

The aura of the strong in the heavenly realm is too strong. Their death will cause this aura to return to heaven and earth, causing all kinds of strange phenomena. Even in the entire Hongze, it is a scene that is rarely seen in tens of thousands of years.

But in this remote place of Nanhong, it was seen twice in just a few days.

In this land and water, there are only a handful of people who can fight against the Heaven Realm.

And there was a being who "happened" to be out on business every time a strange phenomenon occurred.

Ye Jiu turned around and glanced at his fellow disciples numbly: "It's him again?" Without waiting for their response.

He continued to ask: "Who died this time?"

Ji Jingxi pursed her lips. In fact, the answer was already very obvious. If the Southern Dragon King died, the commotion would be much more than that. The only ones left would be the Prince of the Ke family or Qi Zhaoyi... or maybe both of them died together.

When that last thought came to mind.

Even Ji Jingxi herself was shocked. It seemed that as long as Shen Yi was involved, she felt that anything was possible, even such a ridiculous idea as killing two mid-level Heaven Realm dragon monsters by herself...

"follow me!"

Ye Jiu summoned the Flowing Sword and rushed out violently.

"Where are we going?" Deng Xiangjun asked instinctively.

But he turned around and rolled his eyes at him, then gnashed his teeth and said, "Go and welcome our Grand Master Shen."

Ye Jiu really couldn't understand what he and others were in Shen Yi's eyes.

He is the Sword of the Seven Sons, and this kind of thing is what his sword should do, while what the other party should do is to sit in the rear, preside over the overall situation, and become the reassurance in everyone's heart.

It is the trump card of the Seven Sons of Nanhong, and nothing can happen to it!

Unless Shen Yi didn't consider himself as a member of the Seven Sects at all, or, from the bottom of his heart, he didn't take himself and others seriously as useful helpers.

"..."

Ji Jingxi could see Ye Jiu's dissatisfaction, but she didn't try to persuade him. She just wanted to find Shen Yi as soon as possible and find out what happened to him.

A total of six sect leaders came out together and rushed forward in a mighty manner.

However, not far from the sect, Ye Jiu stopped flying the sword and looked into the distance.

Above the water, a blood-stained figure stood with his hands hanging down, staring quietly at the water below. His eyes had extremely penetrating power, as if he could see through the endless green waves and look straight to the dragon cave in the deepest part of Nanhong.

Maybe it's really because of similar personalities.

With just one glance, Ye Jiu saw what Shen Yi was thinking.

This kid... really killed the prince of the Ke family. He was wondering whether the Southern Dragon King would be impulsive because of the death of his eldest son and choose to leave the dragon cave and fight to the death.

Sure enough, after sensing the approach of many auras, Shen Yi finally withdrew his gaze, and a trace of imperceptible disappointment flashed across his eyes.

The entire area of ​​water was as quiet as a dead place.

Even the death of his own son could not make the old dragon lose his mind. Shen Yi really couldn't think of any other way to provoke the other party.

If he couldn't kill this old dragon, his plan would be shelved.

Although Nanhong seemed to have resolved the crisis, he was actually in a situation where he was doomed to fail.

The reason is also very simple.

No matter how mysterious the Hall of Ten Thousand Demons is, with powerful forces like the Wuliang Dao Emperor Sect, the Yue Family, and the West Dragon Palace that has been waiting for Qi Zhaoyi to return, once they realize what is going on and start working together to track him down, they will definitely be able to trace the clues back to Nan Honglai.

Only Shen Yi knew that he had no amazing talent at all.

If he were really allowed to stay in seclusion in this treasure land, perhaps by the time his lifespan ran out and he passed away, there wouldn't be any obvious changes in his cultivation strength.

Buried beneath his rapid growth are endless demonic bones.

It was by climbing these long staircases of bones that Sect Leader Shen, who has an "unlimited future," came into being.

Take breaking through the Heaven Realm as an example. He needs a large number of Demon-Suppressing Stones from the Hedao Realm. Once he is blocked in Nanhong, it means that his way forward is cut off.

Of course, Shen Yi could also send many demon-suppressing stones out to hunt, but this would only increase the risk of being targeted by the many forces in Beihong. If he did not have a cultivation base that was unrivaled among the others, what would he use to fight against so many forces?

He really needs his own territory.

At least we have to occupy the two Hong areas to have the confidence to compete with the immortals.

How much time he has now depends on how quickly those forces can gather information.

Put your hopes on others...

"call."

Shen Yi exhaled slowly, turned around and walked towards the sect leaders: "Go back first."

No matter what, you can't lose your composure first.

"..."

Several people looked at Shen Yi who was silent for a moment, and then said something perfunctorily and headed towards the direction of the Seven Sects, looking at each other in bewilderment.

It was as if the other party said he was going out to do something, but he really just went for a stroll and it was not a big deal.

Ye Jiu finally couldn't help it and sighed, "Can you answer me, how many Hedao Realm demons came to Xihong this time?"

"Ok?"

Shen Yi turned back with a hint of doubt and said casually, "Twelve."

Listening to such a confident tone and those accurate numbers.

Not to mention the other sect leaders, even Ji Jingxi couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Although she didn't know how Shen Yi did it, she seemed to know the reason why Nanhong had been inexplicably calm these days.

Ye Jiu closed his eyes and remained silent for a moment before asking, "What is the strange phenomenon in the world this time?"

"Two eldest dragon sons."

Shen Yi probably understood that he was used to traveling alone and ignored the kindness and concern these seniors had shown to Nanhong over the years and for those cultivators and creatures.

Now that most of the problems have been solved, there is no need to worry about affecting the Alliance. Apart from the matter of the Ten Thousand Demons Palace, there is almost no need to hide anything else.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Although I had already guessed it in my mind, I finally heard the confirmed response at this moment.

Several clan leaders had an expression of shock that was difficult to conceal on their faces.

Deng Xiangjun, in particular, gradually gained a more real understanding of what Sect Leader Shen meant by "doing something".

"Ye will thank you on behalf of Nan Hong. I will never forget your kindness."

After the shock slowly subsided, Ye Jiu bowed earnestly and murmured:

"I really never thought that someone could eliminate this disaster invisibly with his own strength."

"Even now I can't do it."

But soon, he loosened his hands again, with a more complicated expression on his face: "So, do you still need me?"

As the leader of the Tianjian Sect, he could endure the humiliation he had suffered these days because there was still a glimmer of hope that when Nanyang was resurrected, there would be a day when he would be able to use his rusty and broken sword.

But now it seems that the new leader of Nanyang Sect has never considered himself in his plan.

Listening to these slightly strange words.

Shen Yi fell into silence.

It's not that she didn't know how to respond, but new news came from Qinghua. The immortal who was in charge of Hongze finally couldn't hold back and started talking to her with the help of the white rhino magic weapon.

"..."

Shen Yi's silence made the complexity on Ye Jiu's face gradually turn into a bit of self-mockery.

The other sect leaders, including Ji Jingxi, also stood there silently. If even Ye Jiu was not in the eyes of Sect Leader Shen, let alone them.

Perhaps for such a genius, the identity of the Nanyang Sect Master is just an insignificant experience in his cultivation.

As for the hopes they placed on each other, they were unreasonable in themselves. Neither the immortal nor Bei Hong had any grudges against them.

There was no reason for Sect Leader Shen to do so many things for a force he had only just met.

Being able to lend a helping hand is already a great favor.

But they had no other choice. After finally seeing a glimmer of hope, they could only numb themselves madly to comfort their timid hearts that wanted revenge.

(End of this chapter)