Hei Fengshen's infinite deduction to become a saint

Seeing the other party's resolute attitude, Li Changshou's heart skipped a beat. "It seems I was too hasty. He may have some kind of suspicion or doubt about me."

Li Changshou feigned a sigh, "If that's the case, it's indeed inconvenient to force someone to do something against their will."

He rose slightly, cupped his hands to Yu Yuan, and said, "I was presumptuous. Please apologize to you, fellow Daoist."

"I'll be leaving now," he said, turning and walking away. Yu Yuan did not stop him.

Li Changshou vanished in a flash, heading back the way he came.

Yu Yuan watched his departing figure with an indifferent expression and a strange glint in his eyes.

"I only recently mastered the Blood-Transforming Divine Blade, and no more than three people know about it. Who told him? And why did he insist on coming here?"

"Does this thing have some other use for him?"

With a shifting gaze, Yu Yuan produced a dark red knife in his hand.

The knife was only a foot long, covered with countless eerie black patterns. Just looking at it was incredibly unsettling, as if one were gazing into hell.

Silently, he put away the Blood-Transforming Divine Blade, and a burly man walked out of the cave.

"Master, the materials are ready for today. Shall we begin refining the pills?"

This man had skin as black as gilded bronze, a flowing blood beard, and murky, distorted golden eyes. He was dressed in black animal hide, with a triangular black banner tucked into his waistband, surrounded by soul-corroding black energy. Seven ferocious figures were hidden in the mist, their killing intent chilling to the bone.

This person is none other than Yu Hua, the Seven-Headed General in the Investiture of the Gods, and also Yu Yuan's disciple, who wields the Soul-Slaying Banner and the Blood-Transforming Divine Blade.

Yu Yuan looked at Yu Hua and said in a deep voice, "You should be careful of that Taoist priest from now on."

"I will give you this Blood Transformation Divine Blade later, so don't lose this treasure."

Yu Hua's eyes flashed with ferocity. "Master, rest assured, I will never allow this treasure to be taken away by anyone."

Yu Yuan smiled with satisfaction, got up, and headed into the cave with Yu Hua.

Li Changshou headed towards the edge of the island, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes. "It seems that the exchange route won't work in the short term."

"We must go to Beiju Luzhou to find the remnants of the Wu tribe; perhaps there is still hope."

Li Changshou quickly returned to the shore he had come from, and the Spirit Serpent Taoist smiled when he saw him return.

"Fellow Daoist, you're back so soon?"

Li Changshou smiled and said, "Immortal Yu Yuan has something to attend to and is unable to receive you, so I must leave first."

Ling She Dao Ren nodded slightly. Li Changshou didn't waste any more words with him and continued flying towards the sea. "Let's go to Da Shang first, accumulate more knowledge, and deduce the True Immortal cultivation techniques that I can practice before we talk about anything else."

As Li Changshou left Penglai Immortal Island, the Spirit Serpent Daoist's eyes flickered slightly, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared on his lips.

His skin and flesh writhed, and in the next instant, as if his skin were being shed, a strange snake emerged from his mouth.

The snake was completely ethereal and disappeared into the sea in a flash. The Spirit Snake Taoist was still in the same spot, but his aura had slightly decreased.

This is his avatar, not very powerful, but enough to fulfill his current role of greeting guests; his original body has already left.

Beneath the water's surface, the illusory serpent suddenly contracted, transforming into a serpent-headed demon king covered in scales, its demonic aura locked beneath them.

Holding the talisman in his hand, he sped off in the direction Li Changshou had gone.

In another direction, Ma Yuan, with a talisman affixed to his body, stared intently in the direction Li Changshou had left.

He took out a mysterious talisman, activated it, and an invisible green wind grabbed him and silently chased after him.

A sea-patrolling yaksha suddenly saw the sky and immediately noticed Li Changshou.

His face paled in surprise; he recognized Li Changshou's face—it was exactly the same as the person Yulongjun was looking for.

The message was quickly relayed back through the Dragon Palace's secret techniques.

Yu Longjun, who was waiting for news on the nameless island, suddenly opened his eyes, his face contorted with rage.

"Very well, I've finally found you. You dare to kill my Dragon Palace general? You're courting death."

With a leap, he transformed into a true dragon and sped across the sea towards the direction from which the message had come.

A three-way encirclement is quietly taking place simultaneously.

In the darkness, a mysterious karmic calamity is being guided, with Li Changshou as its target.

Cause and effect are like a net; pulling one hair can affect the whole body. Calamity is like a sea, and even gods cannot escape it.

Every time Li Changshou acquires resources or slays a powerful enemy, he disrupts the cause and effect, because the original owner of this body should have been a dead man, but his appearance has already disrupted the original destiny.

The world is silently repairing the chaos of cause and effect in an incomprehensible way.

A mysterious place that defies description and is incredibly profound.

A hazy figure sat cross-legged here, his body covered with countless tentacles that penetrated into this indescribable place, as if the two had become one.

The murmured voice echoed, "The predetermined fate since the beginning of time has begun to change."

History must not be changed, and all mistakes must be corrected.

"No one can stop my promotion," Hongjun murmured to himself.

An even bigger storm is brewing.

Li Changshou used his escape technique to move rapidly across the sea. "I now have a few enemies in the East China Sea."

"The Blackwater Serpent Demon clan killed one of their Earth Immortals, a blood feud. With the Great Tribulation of the Gods imminent, we must be careful."

"The demon that came during my tribulation seems to be from the Dragon Palace; it might cause some trouble."

"It seems that Ma Yuan, the Immortal of One Qi, also harbors ill intentions towards me, so I must be cautious."

"After landing, I need to first deduce a method of transformation that can conceal my aura, soul, and karma."

"Now that a great calamity has descended and the secrets of heaven are in chaos, the effectiveness of the art of cause and effect has been greatly reduced."

"But during the Great Tribulation of the Investiture of the Gods, Yuanshi Tianzun, Randeng Daoren, Zhunti Daoren, and Taishang almost all personally participated."

"As long as my traces are clearly detected and the Great Tribulation of the Investiture of the Gods is shaken, death will be the only outcome awaiting me."

"Supernatural powers cannot overcome destiny; they are destiny itself."

"But I want to snatch chestnuts from the fire during the Investiture of the Gods calamity. Not only do I want to escape the calamity, but I also want to obtain more treasures. So I must make all the necessary preparations."

"From now on, I must not leave any trace of me interfering in the conferment of gods, and I must not even be suspected."

The Great Shang Dynasty was located in Jambudvipa, the ancient land of the nine provinces of the human race.

The island he was on was a full 100,000 miles away. At his speed, it would take him at least ten days and ten nights to fly there. The "Nine Mysterious Escape Techniques" wasn't a particularly powerful escape technique, and its speed was limited.

Five days have passed in the blink of an eye.

Li Changshou would stop every day to hunt some monsters to replenish his magical power.

Although the magical power has been imprinted with the primordial spirit, and the consumption can be recovered by circulating the cultivation technique and using the primordial spirit's perception, ninety percent of this magical power will eventually be lost.

This achievement required him to supplement it through hunting.

This is also why True Immortals and Nascent Soul cultivators have far superior combat power compared to lower-level cultivators; their endurance alone is on a completely different level.

Li Changshou controlled the fishbone flying sword, slaying a group of sea urchin monsters with a single strike.

These demonic beasts died instantly under the rain of sword light.

Li Changshou was enveloped in a suction force, frantically absorbing their essence.

Just then, a storm suddenly descended, with thunder and lightning filling the sky, and a roar echoing through the clouds.

"Nameless Taoist, I've finally found you! Prepare to die!"