Eternal Life as False Emperor

In response to Huiyue Demon Venerable’s teasing, Zheng Yi merely smiled wryly and said, "If we are long-lost brothers, I wonder if Your Excellency the Demon Venerable would believe it?"

No matter how many tricks Zheng Yi had, they were useless in the face of absolute power.

The Pristine Human Emperor Body was extremely powerful; even though it had suffered such severe injuries, one circulation of cultivation had already restored sixty to seventy percent of its strength.

If his strength could be on par with Huiyue Demon Venerable, even if he were only at the Crystal Peak, he would still barely have the power to fight.

Unfortunately, he simply didn’t have the time to continue improving himself.

"Hehehe!" Huiyue Demon Venerable laughed grimly, "That’s quite a good joke, I quite like it."

"How about this, I’ll be merciful and let you choose how you want to die."

Knowing that the other party wanted to toy with him like a cat with a mouse, slowly playing him to death.

Zheng Yi didn’t care at all but instead cooperated with the other party: "If possible, I hope Your Excellency the Demon Venerable could let me choose to die of old age."

Huiyue Demon Venerable raised an eyebrow: "Still trying to buy time? Do you really think someone will come to rescue you?"

Exposing Zheng Yi’s intentions, Huiyue Demon Venerable didn’t hurry to make a move: "That’s a death I can’t grant. Choose another."

Zheng Yi didn’t take Huiyue Demon Venerable’s taunts to heart at all: "Living a little longer is always good. If dying of old age isn’t possible, then dying beneath a peony is another choice."

Whether there would be a rescue, Zheng Yi didn’t know. But he understood one thing: he had to strive for his own life and never give up until the last moment.

"Change again!" Huiyue Demon Venerable didn’t care about Zheng Yi’s little cleverness.

It was only a pointless delay.

Perhaps the opponent used some method unknown to him, notifying those from the Sect to rescue them.

But such a move, Huiyue Demon Venerable had long been on guard against.

They planned to make a move on these Major Sect disciples, so how could they not have thought of the subsequent rescue attempts?

During this time, it seemed as if the opponent had been running around like a headless chicken.

However, in reality, Huiyue Demon Venerable had already used various methods to force them to change direction.

This place is at least ten thousand miles away from the nearest human city.

Even the Sect Leaders of those Sects would not dare to venture deep into the Nether Spirit Race’s territory lightly.

If they were to come, it would fit right into Huiyue Demon Venerable’s plan.

He could immediately use the clan elders’ prepared Thousand Movement Talisman to transfer those pre-arranged experts over.

Taking down such a human expert would greatly weaken their combat strength.

"Let me cultivate myself to death then." Zheng Yi was still making a final struggle.

Just as Huiyue Demon Venerable thought, disciples like Lin Fengg and Su Yao, even to those massive Sects, were actually quite important.

Therefore, as soon as they found out that they were being targeted by the Nether Spirit Race, they had already sent a distress signal to the Sect.

However, Zheng Yi shared the same concerns as Huiyue Demon Venerable.

Would those people really act for the sake of a few juniors? If someone came, what level of strength would they possess?

Furthermore, had the Nether Spirit Race already prepared, and would the arriving rescuers fall into an ambush?

But these things were not within Zheng Yi’s current control.

All he could do was one thing.

Try to buy time as much as possible, even if only for a second longer.

"Tsk tsk tsk." Huiyue Demon Venerable mocked disdainfully: "You humans are really afraid of death. Knowing there’s no chance, yet still stubbornly wasting time."

Zheng Yi’s damaged meridians had already fully recovered, but outwardly he still pretended to be severely injured, forcing himself to smile with difficulty: "I can’t help it, I’m just so afraid of death. Any extra moment alive is good."

Huiyue Demon Venerable couldn’t be bothered to continue playing: "Being afraid of death is good, I truly hope you won’t be begging me to kill you later."

As Huiyue Demon Venerable was about to make a move, giving Zheng Yi a taste of true suffering, a profound and compassionate voice suddenly rang out.

"The sea of suffering is boundless; turning back leads to the shore."

"Lost one, put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately, it’s not too late."

As he spoke, a bald monk slowly approached them.

This monk appeared to move unhurriedly, without a sense of urgency, yet each step seemed to transcend space.

When he began to speak, his figure was not visible.

When he finished his sentence, he was already less than ten meters from Huiyue Demon Venerable.

Even Huiyue Demon Venerable, upon seeing this monk, was visibly shocked: "The Four Great Vajra of Yunling Temple, Undying Golden Body Shikong?"

Zheng Yi could tell that Huiyue Demon Venerable was very wary of this monk.

Actually, so was Zheng Yi.

Even with just a brief meeting, Zheng Yi could feel the formidable deadly aura hidden beneath the seemingly kind face of the monk.

If it weren’t for the bald head, the precepts scars, and the slightly worn monk robe.

Zheng Yi might have mistaken him for a ruthless bandit.

The killing intent emanating from him could not come from slaying just a few dozen people.

At least hundreds or thousands of lives were stained on his hands to have such a presence.

It was no wonder Huiyue Demon Venerable was so wary of this monk.

Shikong smiled faintly: "Your Excellency Demon Venerable actually knows this humble monk? It’s a great honor."

"What do you want?" Huiyue Demon Venerable immediately distanced himself from Zheng Yi, warily looking at Shikong and questioning.