Cultivating To Immortality

When the Corpse Puppet A Yuan saw the newcomers, he was first stunned, then slapped his forehead.

He seemed very annoyed.

"Truly foolish to the extreme."

He was so busy collecting the Storage Bags for the Young Lord and Young Master Song that he forgot to deal with these corpses.

The main reason was that he could now benefit from these corpses, so he subconsciously thought he shouldn’t do this first.

This led to these outsiders seeing a rather unsightly scene.

"Young Lord, Young Master Song, please don’t mind it."

He said, his body quickly moving. Under everyone’s watchful eyes, he dragged several corpses together and then, with both hands, ignited a black flame.

The Evil Qi of the corpses within it was incredibly dense.

The Black Evil Flame landed on the corpses, and in just a moment, it incinerated them one by one, leaving hardly any ashes.

Amidst the many corpses, the black flames burned out a special wisp of Evil Qi, which, along with the flames, returned to A Yuan’s palm before vanishing.

Everyone present was startled and alarmed.

What a bizarre technique. Could this be a Mo Xu Cultivator?!

In fact, it wasn’t just Chu Country; several small countries in the Border Region also had traces of Mo Xu Cultivators invading.

This included Zhao Country, where Wu Caidie and others were located.

"Daoist Song, what’s the situation here now?"

Wu Caidie’s brows were furrowed with an expression of surprise and uncertainty, her gaze flitting back and forth between Sheng Nian and him.

They were the first two to attack, so why did this Song Yesheng have some fluctuations in his Aura, while Sheng Nian showed almost no signs of having fought?

This was illogical.

Song Yan stopped fiddling with his hands, finally put them down, and looked up at Wu Caidie and the others.

"Oh, nothing."

He spoke, his voice without much fluctuation: "These Fellow Daoists from Sui Country pursued us, so I just killed them."

Song Yan casually pointed to a bit of ash on the ground.

"Look, they’re all here. Weren’t they just burned?"

Everyone gasped inwardly.

They had certainly seen it. Just now, Song Yesheng and Sheng Nian left the battlefield, leaving one person behind while they fought with all their might.

Wu Caidie and Li Yan, understanding each other, deliberately waited a while before following.

Unexpectedly, Song Yan, apart from some fluctuations in his Aura, had almost no injuries.

Did he really do it alone?

The person sitting under the tree barely moved, and even with the assistance of this tall Cultivator who used demonic flames, two people killed four Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

It only took so little time; this was too easy and too fast.

What exactly was the background of this Song Yesheng?

"What about him?"

Wu Yun, young and full of vigor, was already unconvinced by Song Yan. Now, feeling that Song Yan was being perfunctory, he was enraged and stepped forward.

He narrowed his eyes: "Isn’t this also a Fellow Daoist from Sui Country? Why does he have no injuries at all?!"

"Uh... that’s right."

Song Yan nodded casually, without any embellishment or disguise for his impromptu excuse: "This Fellow Daoist is also from the Sui Army. I saw that he was a talent and his methods were decent, so I originally intended to capture him alive and bring him back to see if I could interrogate him for military intelligence."

"Who knew he had some foresight? Seeing the situation was bad, he surrendered directly."

Song Yan’s tone was matter-of-fact, as if Sheng Nian’s surrender was the result of his great mercy.

The person under the tree cooperated by curling his lips into a smile, tacitly acknowledging this statement.

"Surrendered?!"

Wu Yun gritted his teeth: "Song Yesheng, do you think we are all blind...?"

"Does he look like he was beaten into submission and surrendered by you? He doesn’t even have a decent injury on him!"

"You two, you knew each other from the start, didn’t you?"

"And this one, he’s a Mo Xu Cultivator, right...?"

At this point, Wu Yun sneered: "If you don’t give us an explanation, the trust between Fellow Daoists will be hard to maintain."

"Wu Yun!"

Wu Caidie let out a low cry, trying to stop him.

She also had huge doubts in her heart, but the terrifying combat power that Song Yesheng had displayed made her deeply aware that this man in front of her was extremely dangerous, and provoking him was by no means a wise move.

Moreover, the tall Demonic Cultivator beside him, silent like an iron tower, put immense pressure on her.

Wei Zhi and the others also had solemn expressions; they truly couldn’t understand the scene before them.

They all secretly circulated Spiritual Qi, preparing for the worst.

Li Yan, however, was secretly delighted. With an idiot to be the first to test Song Yesheng, he only needed to watch the fire from across the river.

Facing everyone’s wary and suspicious gazes, Song Yan just smiled faintly.

But there was no warmth in that smile, only indifference.

"Fellow Daoist Wu, have you stayed here too long, and your mind is no longer clear?"

He took a step forward, and a terrifying murderous Aura swept over.

Everyone’s nerves instantly tightened.

Song Yan’s gaze swept over Wu Caidie, Wei Zhi, and Li Yan, finally returning to Wu Yun’s face, carrying a condescending, scrutinizing look.

"The Deputy General Luo’s personally appointed Outer Camp Deputy General, is that you...?"

Wu Yun remained silent.

"When I, Song Yesheng, do things, why do I need to explain to you?"

"What I let you see is what you need to know, understand?"

After speaking, he no longer paid attention to the crowd, but instead slowly walked towards Da Ming Gate, his figure quickly disappearing from the spot.

Sheng Nian chuckled twice, a laugh that made Wu Yun’s veins bulge.

He walked past everyone, pausing for a moment beside Wu Yun: "This Lord Song of yours, he’s a ruthless character."

"Young man, think before you speak and act."

"You..."

"Otherwise, let alone the disappearance of trust, even the disappearance of the lives of you Fellow Daoists..."

Sheng Nian patted Wu Yun’s shoulder, his gaze sweeping over everyone.

"He won’t care."

...Outside Da Ming Gate, wind and thunder raged.

Southeast corner.

"Brother Bai, did you bring it?"

"What, wine?"

Two Da Ming Gate patrols were on duty here.

With the fierce fighting now, Da Ming Gate had also strengthened its defenses, adding some sentry points in addition to regular patrols.

"It’s not even night yet, let’s not drink."

The younger patrol pointed to the dark sky: "This isn’t night yet?"

"I meant the middle of the night."

"What’s the big deal? This place is so treacherous, who would come here?"

The older soldier seemed to find some truth in that, and for a moment, his craving for alcohol stirred: "Then... two cups?"

"Deal."

The two rustled about, in a very hidden spot, beginning to dig at the dirt.

"Brother Bai, where did you hide it?"

"It’s hidden right here."

The two were completely unaware that in the darkness, a pair of large hands silently reached out from behind them.

Gently supporting their heads, then suddenly smashing them together.

Bang!

There was no blood. The two figures instantly transformed into two streaks of crimson Spiritual Qi.

At this moment, A Yuan shook his hands, and Sheng Nian and Song Yan, who were behind him, also walked out.

The crimson Spiritual Qi floated and merged into Sheng Nian’s ancient talisman.

Song Yan did not stop, walking directly to the weak point of the great formation.

"Long nights bring many dreams, move quickly."

These words were for Wu Caidie and the others behind him.

Song Yan did not hesitate at all. With a flick of his hand, spiritual light flickered, and a gray-blue treasure bead, the size of a pigeon’s egg, was brought out.

The treasure bead was perfectly round, and inside, countless tiny wind vortices seemed to be condensing and swirling.

Wind Calming Pearl.

"I, Song, will kindly remind you all, you only have ten breaths of time."

"Om—"

The Wind Calming Pearl swirled around Song Yan’s body, gradually emitting spiritual light.

As soon as it appeared, the violent and raging gales around them suddenly paused.

"Go!"

An invisible suppressive force, centered on the Wind Calming Pearl, rapidly spread out, forming a spherical field several zhang in size.

The pearl light shone brightly, the gray-blue light rippling like water.

Everyone dared not delay, and immediately, along with Song Yan, flew up.

Under the illumination of the gray-blue spiritual light, the gales stopped.

Their hearts eased, and they closely followed Song Yan’s figure, quickly fleeing towards Within the Pass.

However, this great formation was a confluence of wind and thunder. Although the strong wind stopped, the thunder within it still existed.

Within the gray-blue light, golden lightning slowly rose, only returning to normal after leaving the range.

However, without the obstruction of the strong wind, a distance of tens of zhang was but a blink of an eye.

They only needed to slightly avoid the rising lightning arcs to ensure their safety.

In about eight or nine breaths of time, everyone had successfully entered the great formation.

Once the time passed, the gray-blue spiritual light dissipated.

The halted gales and thunder suddenly resumed their ferocity, striking back with even greater intensity, engulfing the previous calm.

However, this no longer concerned them... Inside the Da Ming Gate camp, the defending general He Yiming was discussing with his strategist when he suddenly felt something and took out a Formation Plate.

He looked at it carefully again and again, then walked out of the tent, looking towards the southeast of Within the Pass.

"Deputy General He, what’s wrong?"

He Yiming pondered for a moment, not answering immediately, but instead summoned a subordinate: "Go and invite Envoy Yang here. Tell him I have an important matter to discuss."

"Yes."

He thought for a moment and said to the strategist: "There’s some unusual movement in one corner of the great formation. Ying’er and Shan’er are currently at the training ground, so let a few of the reinforcements go and check it out."

"This Wind and Thunder Great Formation, borrowing from celestial phenomena, it’s normal for occasional anomalies to appear."

"However, with the great war at hand, the defensive strength Within the Pass isn’t very strong, so it’s better to be careful."

The buildings Within the Pass were far more complex than they appeared from the outside.

Curving corridors, layered barbicans, armories, barracks, training grounds, and arrow towers were arranged in a dense, orderly fashion. Although slightly old, under the style of the Immortal Dynasty, they remained stern and well-organized.

Song Yan and the others stood on a tower spire, overlooking the entire pass.

"There are many soldiers Within the Pass. Although they are all only in the Qi Refining Realm, the entanglement of a large army is not conducive to our swift attack strategy."

Wu Caidie looked at the well-trained soldiers, her face full of worry.

But Sheng Nian waved his hand: "No need to worry. These Immortal Dynasty soldiers, before reaching the Foundation Establishment Realm, can basically only fight in close combat, which has no effect on us."

"..."

Wu Caidie was stunned, then recalled carefully, and it indeed seemed to be the case.

Because the remaining Cultivators of the Sui Army were all in the Foundation Establishment Realm, they rarely paid attention to how Qi Refining Realm soldiers fought.

They would subconsciously overlook it.

At this moment, four streaks of light came from afar.

When they got closer, the light dissipated, landing in the direction they had entered the great formation.

It seemed the defending general of Within the Pass had already noticed something.

These four people consisted of one Middle Stage Foundation Establishment and three Early Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivators; their combat power was not too high.

"We are numerous, and being discovered is only a matter of time. If we want to capture Da Ming Gate quickly, we must rush and not be secretive."

Song Yan glanced at Wu Caidie and the others, saying: "The five of you, go and hold off those four. That shouldn’t be a problem, right?"

Wu Caidie and Li Yan’s hearts sank.

In fact, this was already considered a safe mission.

It was just that Song Yan’s displayed powerful strength had given them some fantasy of being able to follow him and gain some benefits.

Now, they had to deal with those four people here. Although unwilling, there was nothing they could do.

Ultimately, they were still afraid of Luo Zheng and the Great General’s existence.

If they disobeyed orders, and Song Yesheng went to the generals to say a few idle words after the war, they would probably suffer some hardship.

If they were further accused of disobeying military orders and causing the mission to fail, their lives might not be safe.

"Yes."

Without further ado, almost at the same time.

Wu Caidie and the others’ offensive suddenly erupted, charging straight towards the four people.

The other three streaks of light headed directly for the main army camp.

To achieve a quick victory, they had to decapitate the enemy, leaving the defending army without any central leadership.

Therefore, Song Yan, Sheng Nian, and A Yuan naturally had to go directly to the main camp to kill the defending general.

"Who goes there?!"

Bang, bang, bang... Chaotic Spiritual Qi explosions erupted, catching the four people off guard.

Although they managed to stabilize their formation, they were at a disadvantage and were busy dealing with the situation for a while.

Having no time to care about the battle of these nine people, Song Yan and the others, without looking back, headed straight for the northwest.

The soldiers Within the Pass reacted quickly, and horns sounded everywhere.

"Enemy attack!"

The three flying figures glanced down, only to see countless soldiers had already entered combat readiness.

Om—

Just then, from the training ground below, two scorching Auras rose, transforming into streaks of light, heading straight for the three people in the air.

"Enemy generals, do not flee!"

"Come and face your death!"

These were He Shan, the adopted son of Da Ming Gate’s defending general He Yiming, and He Ying, his adopted daughter.

One of them wielded a long halberd, and the other a long spear, charging directly with an unstoppable Aura.

Clang—!

A deafening clang of metal hitting stone echoed through the night sky.

The Corpse Puppet A Yuan exerted force with both arms, one left and one right, grasping the long spear and long halberd, pressing their shafts firmly together.

The siblings’ combined strength was completely neutralized by this Corpse Puppet.

"Young Lord, Young Master Song, don’t mind me."

A Yuan’s voice remained low and steady: "A Yuan can handle it."

Song Yan and Sheng Nian exchanged a glance, nodding slightly.

"Be careful yourself."

With that, he and Sheng Nian continued to flee in the direction of the main camp.

"Thank you for your concern, Young Master Song."

Although Song Yan could no longer hear him, A Yuan still honestly thanked him.

Unbeknownst to him, He Shan and He Ying were currently in turmoil.

What terrifying Physical Body strength was this?!

The combat techniques cultivated by the two siblings focused on breaking through a point with a surface, pursuing speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness.

The extreme explosive power of that move just now could only be ineffective if the opponent dodged it.

When had they ever been directly met by someone of the same Realm?

"You... are you human or ghost?!"

"..."

Upon hearing such a question.

In the darkness that no one could see.

Beneath the Corpse Puppet A Yuan’s mask, his originally calm and gentle face became gloomy and cold.

"I don’t know."

"But you two will soon not even be able to be ghosts."