As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills



Protector Li had made a huge decision. He was going to sow discord!

"Chief."

When he arrived before the Ancient Yin Yang Sect's chief representative, Protector Li revealed a respectful expression.

They were both at around the same level and came from top-notch sects. However, Protector Li was clearly inferior to the chief representative of the Ancient Yin Yang Sect.

The chief representative glanced at Protector Li and asked, "What do you want?"

"I want to tell everyone not to believe any of Ning Caichen's words. He's a scoundrel who wants to sow discord and destroy the trust between all the forces in the Yin Yang Empire!" Protector Li said righteously.

Upon hearing these words, the chief representative of the Ancient Yin Yang Sect subconsciously raised his eyebrows. He did not refute directly and said, "Tell me everything. I want to hear how Ning Caichen will sow discord."

"Chief, Ning Caichen is definitely trying to sow discord between us. He must have said a lot of bad things about the Ancient Kingdom Blessed Land. In fact, he's been trying to slander us ever since we defeated him some time ago…"

Protector Li said a lot of things, causing the experts of the Ancient Yin Yang Sects to frown. Seeing this, the people of the Ancient Kingdom Blessed Land were overjoyed. They were sure that the people of the Ancient Yin Yang Sect believed their claims and were beginning to feel dissatisfied with Jiang Ming's side.

"Protector Li, are you daydreaming? Ning Caichen never tried to sow discord between us. He only told me some information about the General's Tomb. You were the one who suddenly brought this up. Could it be that you have something on your mind?"

They were all cunning foxes. No one could deceive anyone here.

The Ancient Yin Yang Sect's chief representative naturally noticed Protector Li stiffen, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

This time, Protector Li stood stiffly on the spot. He had never expected the chief representative of the Ancient Yin Yang Sect to say such a thing, which caught him off guard.

The chief representative of the Ancient Yin Yang Sect spoke again, "Protector Li, I don't know what kind of grudge you have between you two. However, I want to remind you not to have any bold ideas. This kid is very smart. Moreover, he has a deep relationship with the Zhuyan Palace. He has also made the Ancient Yin Yang Sect owe him a favor… You can target him. However, you must not act under the watch of our sect. Otherwise, we will not sit by and do nothing. Do you understand?"

Protector Li could not help but curse.

He did not know what Jiang Ming had said. However, he understood that the people of the Ancient Yin Yang Sect wanted to be a neutral party here.

Unfortunately, no matter how angry Protector Li was, it was useless. He could only smile apologetically and say, "As you wish."

He knew very well that the Ancient Yin Yang Sect would most likely not attack Jiang Ming and the others.

It was also obvious that the Ancient Yin Yang Sect did not want to protect Jiang Ming. They wanted to get rid of Jiang Ming. However, they did not want to do it themselves. Therefore, they wanted the Ancient Kingdom Blessed Land to do it. Therefore, if the Ancient Kingdom Blessed Land did not do it, they would definitely offend the Ancient Yin Yang Sect.

"If that's the case, all my previous plans will fall through! Moreover, it's a dispute between us and the Flowerfruit Sect…"

Protector Li gritted his teeth.

Ning Caichen was really meddlesome. If he had not done this, things would not have developed to this stage!

It was also at this moment that Jiang Ming's gaze suddenly turned over and met Protector Li's gaze. Both of them sneered.

At the same time, a powerful aura spread out, and the entire space underwent a huge change.

Waves of shocking power came with a bang, as if they wanted to crush the entire battlefield!

"What's going on?"

Someone raised his head in shock, not quite understanding what had happened.

It was also at this time that Jiang Ming noticed that there seemed to be a huge sandstorm in the distance!

"Retreat!"

Jiang Ming did not have time to think. He called everyone to go in one direction. On the other side, the people of the Zhuyan Palace also chose to retreat. Of course, they were the fastest. The other forces were a little late. However, they still chose to retreat.

Jiang Ming could not help but raise his eyebrows a few times. He shuddered. Obviously, things were much worse than he had imagined at the beginning.

The sandstorm collided with the battlefield explosively! Jiang Ming's figure kept retreating and wandering outside the sandstorm.

"Master!"

Rao Wuqing and the others shouted. Jiang Ming waved his hand to signal them not to worry.

The reason why he stopped at the end was to see if there were any secrets hidden in the sandstorm. As expected, Jiang Ming soon saw something strange hidden in the sandstorm.

Jiang Ming looked at the sandstorm in astonishment.

There was a sword buried in the center!

It was a gleaming sword!

"Just by looking at the material, it's extremely extraordinary. Perhaps it's an unimaginably powerful sword!"

At this time, Jiang Ming's mind started racing, and his eyes were filled with a strange look.

There was a series of sonorous sounds that finally turned into a dragon's roar.

Jiang Ming's eyes widened and turned into shock. Obviously, there was an amazing secret hidden behind all this.

The sword hidden in the sandstorm was actually engraved with many ancient characters.

"This seems to be the ancient language of Northern Yan, right? Moreover, this was definitely not an ordinary person's sword. Could it have been the sword of a high-ranking general of Northern Yan on this ancient battlefield?"

Jiang Ming's mind kept racing, and then he instinctively reached out to grab the sword. However, he was blocked.

The power contained in the sandstorm was almost like a wind blade. It was as if it could tear Jiang Ming apart. It was also at this moment that Jiang Ming's heart suddenly trembled. The bloodline power in his body seemed to have sensed something and roared desperately, echoing with the ancient sword in the sandstorm.

"No, this is definitely not an ordinary sword!"

Jiang Ming's mind was racing!

Unlike most magical tools in the world, swords were divided into two types. One was forged in the form of magical tools, and the other was a special system that was independent of magical tools.

From the least to the most powerful, there were mortal swords, common swords, spirit swords, famous swords, cultivation swords, divine swords, and immortal swords. The sword in front of him had already surpassed the scope of mortal swords and common swords and reached the level of spirit swords!

Thinking of this, Jiang Ming could not help but suck in a few breaths of cold air, and his heart trembled in anticipation.

He had to get this sword and see what was going on!