Fantasy: Ten Dragons Compete for the Throne, I, the Villain, Choose to Play it Off

Chapter 163: Immortal Aura Appears, Li Suifeng's Madness Relapses!
As he spoke, he glanced at Li Yueyao and Wei Lingshuang, who were also looking up at the sky not far away.

Aside from him and Mo Daoren, the first to sense the crack in the sky were actually these two little girls.

These two young girls actually had stronger senses than the old woman and Wei Ming.

Li Yueyao understood perfectly well, since she had already sensed their arrival.

But what about the other little girl?

"Fun and interesting."

Li Suifeng withdrew his gaze and looked at the crack in the sky. He had once sensed the aura emanating from it in an ancient secret realm in the starry sky.

That vast and ethereal aura was so similar.

Just then, the door creaked open.

Li Qiye walked out from inside, glanced at Li Suifeng and Mo Daoren and the others, his expression showing no surprise, and then looked up at the sky.

In fact, he had long sensed the arrival of Li Suifeng and the others. Although he had never met them before, he knew from Mo Daoren's address to the Martial Madman that this was the once famous Martial Madman, one of the two peerless geniuses five thousand years ago, whose talent was so amazing that he suppressed an era.

The only problem was that he developed a mental illness, sometimes going mad and sometimes lucid.

When he goes berserk, he becomes ruthless, killing anyone in sight.

But now it seems he's not as crazy as the legends say.

It's possible that, as he said, his madness has been cured, after all, several thousand years have passed.

"This breath..."

Li Qiye's gaze remained calm, golden light flowing in his eyes as he murmured to himself, "Is this immortal energy?"

"That's right!"

The Taoist priest beside him nodded and said earnestly, "That's right, this is immortal energy!"

In this world, immortals and mortals have long been separated, and it is now difficult for mortals to become immortals.

However, there were indeed immortals who existed there. Even though they disappeared later, the legacy and cave dwellings they left behind still remain, and one can sense the immortal energy to some extent.

Despite the passage of time, some of it still remains in the world.

"Haha, I thought my madness had relapsed, but it seems my intuition was right."

The madman laughed loudly.

After saying this, he looked at Li Qiye and carefully examined him before smiling and saying, "Kid, I really didn't expect that someone so young could have sensed immortal energy?"

He had not only sensed the aura of immortals, but had even seen immortals, including immortal lords who were above immortals.

"I was lucky enough to experience it once."

Li Qiye bowed and said, "Junior Li Qiye greets Your Highness, the Madman of Martial Arts."

"You are not alarmed by the crack in the sky, nor are you humble or arrogant in front of me. You are quite good, young man."

The madman nodded, his smile widening.

He reached out and patted Li Qiye on the shoulder, looking kind and amiable. He couldn't help but sigh and said, "He's so much better than my good-for-nothing son."

Upon hearing this, Li Qiye's lips twitched, but he smiled without saying a word.

This madman was a figure from thousands of years ago, so his son was his ancestor.

The madman could say that, but he dared not say it.

There are dozens of generations in between!
Just then, he suddenly noticed the Mo Daoist guarding the Dragon Spring Blood Pool, and his expression changed. He took a step forward without leaving a trace and stood next to Li Qiye.

The old woman's expression changed drastically, and she became tense.

what?
Li Qiye's heart skipped a beat. Was there something wrong with what he just said?

"The madman has no son at all." Mo Daoren's weathered, hoarse voice rang in Li Qiye's ears: "Back then, he went mad because his fiancée was seriously injured and he watched helplessly as she died. After that, he developed delusions, believing that his fiancée was still alive and that he even had a son..."

Li Qiye suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

In other words, Li Suifeng, the madman, had already relapsed into his madness by this time.

Seeing the smiling, madman Li Suifeng, Li Qiye quietly moved to the side.

The other person was just patting his shoulder; just thinking about it sends chills down his spine.

"How did the sky suddenly crack open?"

"And there's even a flow of immortal energy emanating from it. Could it be that the passage between the immortal realm and the mortal world has reopened?"

Has the separation between immortals and mortals failed?

Immortals and mortals are separated!

It existed as early as the end of ancient times. Many people believe that the separation between immortals and mortals was a major change in the environment of heaven and earth, but some people think that this is not the case.

In ancient times, immortals and demons roamed freely, and strange beasts roamed the land. More than once, earth-shattering chaos occurred, each time resulting in widespread death and destruction.

Finally, one day, a human holy emperor could no longer bear it and, using some unknown supernatural power, accomplished the separation between immortals and mortals.

From then on, the path between immortals and mortals was completely closed, which meant that mortals could no longer attain immortality.

In the endless years that followed, some beings were very grateful to that Holy Emperor, believing that he had saved the mortal world, while others resented and hated that Holy Emperor, feeling that he had prevented them from attaining immortality.

Of course, even though the end of ancient times is too far removed from the present, the truth is probably more complicated than imagined.

It would be absolutely impossible for one person to achieve the separation between immortals and mortals, unless that Holy Emperor's cultivation level far surpasses that of a Divine Lord.

But then there's another problem...

If that Holy Emperor had truly reached such a level, saving mortals would have been a piece of cake; he could have simply created a world.
Why go through all this trouble?
Therefore, Li Qiye is more inclined to believe that the separation between immortals and mortals was the result of some kind of struggle.

At this moment, golden cracks appeared in the sky, and even a wisp of immortal energy was flowing out, making it hard not to suspect that the passage separating the immortals and mortals had been opened.

"Madman, go up and take a look."

Mo Daoren stood beside Li Qiye, gave Li Suifeng a deep look, and spoke.

This madman's mental illness has never been cured and has now relapsed. Nobody knows what he might do.

However, upon hearing Mo Daoren's words, Li Suifeng remained unmoved, continuing to gaze at the sky in silence.

"A martial arts fanatic?"

Mo Daoren looked at the martial arts fanatic Li Suifeng in the sky with a wary expression and called out once again.

Wei Ming, from the Northern Wei Dynasty, who was standing nearby, also sensed that something was wrong and quietly took a few steps back.

He swallowed hard, inwardly groaning.

Despite having lived for over two thousand years, his cultivation has already reached the seventh level of the Void Realm.

But compared to an old monster like the madman, they are simply incomparable.

They definitely have the strength of a Saint, and could completely crush him.

Wei Ming has excellent talent; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to reach such a level of cultivation.

It was precisely because of this that he clearly understood the gap between a genius like himself and those unparalleled prodigies and monsters.

Furthermore, even if he were a Saint Realm expert, he would still consider himself no match for a prodigy like the Martial Madman, and might not even be able to withstand ten of his moves.

Just then, the madman suddenly spoke up: "Xiao Wan, you promised me that we would travel through the stars together, so why did you leave me first?"

Immediately, a sorrowful atmosphere filled the surroundings.

(End of this chapter)