Longevity: Starting as a Sect Servant

Immortal Ziyun’s figure couldn’t help but sway slightly in that instant. In that split second, he felt as if he had...

Grown a hundred years older!

"What?"

His pupils constricted slightly. He had actually had a hundred years of his lifespan cut away by a single slash from Li An?

"You’ve grasped the power of time?"

His voice was full of terror!

He suddenly understood why Li An had dragged him into the Immortal Coffin.

Once the power of time was used in the outside world, it would be an offense against heaven and earth’s taboo. Where heaven and earth extend, creation has its retribution; Li An would suffer unimaginable backlash until the moment he died.

But this Immortal Coffin was truly a supreme treasure, capable of isolating heaven and earth’s qi-flow, making it so that heaven and earth could not perceive anything.

"What a slippery little brat!"

His fury reached the limit; he hadn’t expected Li An to scheme layer upon layer, that even being trapped in his Dao Domain at the end had been another snare laid in advance!

Li An’s expression, however, remained ice-cold as he slashed out once more.

One slash, another slash, then another!

Time itself like a blade decapitating a heaven’s pride!

"Die－－"

Knowing he couldn’t block the power of time, Immortal Ziyun stopped trying to defend. He took Li An’s Time Celestial Saber blows head-on, then pushed his power to the extreme, condensing a gray blood-sword and suddenly shooting it toward Li An!

Within that blood-sword was condensed his countless cultivation; as long as he killed Li An, his anomalous blood would further invade Li An’s body, and he would still have a sliver of chance at rebirth.

Li An also slammed both hands forward. Billowing waves surged into being—that was a long river of time, evolved from the power of a million years, like a waterfall plunging straight from the heavens, piercing through Immortal Ziyun.

And Immortal Ziyun’s blood-sword had already stabbed into Li An’s chest!

On the surface, it was mutual destruction.

Immortal Ziyun’s body, in that final strike, had all the remaining lifespan of this life cut away. Like a dry leaf, he fell from the sky; and Li An also crashed heavily to the ground, seriously wounded, his face pale, his forehead beaded with fine sweat. Innumerable drops of Immortal Ziyun’s essence blood were at this moment seeping into his body, vying to seize his lifeforce.

But Li An let out a cold laugh, and his life-form reversed. He actually transformed into a Mysterious Creature; the alien species within him ran wild, and he directly refined the innumerable anomalous blood of Immortal Ziyun.

In just a short moment, he had recovered a little. All the alien blood in his body had been refined away. He snapped his eyes open, then waved his hand, and Immortal Ziyun’s corpse appeared before him. He placed his hand on Immortal Ziyun’s forehead, and Immortal Celestial Demon Skill began to circulate rapidly.

He refined Immortal Ziyun into one of his own puppets!

At the same time, he used Primordial Spirit Cauldron Skill to split off a wisp of Primordial Spirit and lodge it within Immortal Ziyun.

After finishing all this, he immediately left the Immortal Coffin and returned to the mortal world.

"He’s dead?"

Not far away, Ye Cauldron was locked in battle with a Golden Immortal. Seeing Li An emerge, he called out.

Li An nodded and said, "He’s been killed!"

Ye Cauldron’s expression tightened slightly, and he couldn’t help but sigh inwardly. He had originally wanted to lend Li An a hand, but he hadn’t expected Li An alone to be able to resolve a Taiyi Golden Immortal.

Although Immortal Ziyun, like Yang Zhiqian back then, had first been calculated against and suffered heavy injuries, the power of time here couldn’t compare to that of the time storm, so Immortal Ziyun’s condition was much better than Yang Zhiqian’s, and his final counterattack would be even stronger.

Proud as Ye Cauldron was, even he had to admit at this moment that Li An really had pulled far ahead of them.

Li An paid him no heed, charging straight into the battlefield. Fixing Leng Rufeng with his gaze, he said, "He’s mine!"

The one currently fighting Leng Rufeng was Yunxi. She gave a beauty-toppling smile and said, "Fine. If you want him, he’s yours."

Li An and Leng Rufeng clashed fiercely, exchanging blows again and again. Leng Rufeng, having failed to break through to Taiyi Golden Immortal and being entangled by an unnameable power, was on the verge of complete mutation; now his entire body was trembling.

"The array’s broken－－"

Suddenly, a loud shout rang out.

One corner of the Array had actually been torn open.

Leng Rufeng didn’t hesitate in the slightest; he turned and bolted!

Li An didn’t stop him right away. Instead, he directly gave chase, shouting, "You won’t escape!"

He hunted down Leng Rufeng, quickly drawing far away from the battlefield.

Leng Rufeng, now shrouded in eerie corruption, could no longer wield Divine Powers. He turned into a streak of light tearing through the sky, babbling and shrieking like a child as he fled. In the blink of an eye, he had shot tens of thousands of miles away from Purple Cloud Mountain.

"Enough－－"

The art of Heaven-and-Earth Net suddenly manifested. Leng Rufeng was struck by Li An’s Fivefold Thunderclap technique and was actually smashed down into a mountain forest. Li An dropped swiftly after him, closing the distance in a flash and clamping his hand around Leng Rufeng’s throat.

"Heh heh..."

At this moment, Leng Rufeng seemed to have no strength left to resist Li An. His whole body was shaking; his hands split open, turning into two scarlet tentacles. Great swathes of meat-scales appeared on his body, and his internal organs seemed ready to gestate devils.

His head looked as if it were about to split apart.

But Li An frowned. He circulated his Demon Skill and actually took all of Leng Rufeng’s current eldritch power onto himself.

In a certain sense, Li An’s life now had the power of a million years of time protecting it, so even this eerie power could not penetrate. What was extremely dangerous to the world was, to him, something whose strength he could use without suffering its harm.

As the eldritch power was sucked away by Li An, Leng Rufeng’s life was being refined into a puppet. Yet in his eyes, that look of pain from being entangled by the eldritch force eased. He understood what he was going through, and he understood that he was about to die, but for some reason a trace of ease and release surfaced on his face.

As if so long as he did not turn into that kind of monster, then even becoming a puppet was acceptable.

"You are... Dao Sect Supreme, Li An..."

Leng Rufeng did not resist, but forced out a question.

Li An did not answer, focusing entirely on channeling his skill.

"The storage ring... in the storage ring, your thing... your thing..."

Leng Rufeng spoke with difficulty. At this final moment, he did not know what he thought of, but he silently cried out eight words:

"Follow Heaven’s flow, act against the trend... follow Heaven’s flow, act against the trend..."

His life came to an abrupt end.

A strand of Li An’s Primordial Spirit entered his mind!

Li An did not stop. He immediately planted a Restriction in Leng Rufeng’s mind, then swept his Divine Thought through the storage ring Leng Rufeng had mentioned...

Li An couldn’t help being slightly taken aback.

What Leng Rufeng had exhausted his strength to remind him of before dying...

Was actually a Token!

The Daoist Sect Leader’s Order.

Li An let out a sigh. This Dao Sect traitor, in the end, were his words kind at the moment of death? Perhaps he, too, thought back to those days in the Dao Sect?

Back then, in order to survive amid the eldritch, Li An had helped Leng Rufeng break the carefully arranged killing formation of Dao Sect’s Taiqingzi and the others, and had presented the Sect Leader’s Order to Leng Rufeng. Now that he had wiped out Leng Rufeng, this Token had ultimately fallen back into his hands.

Li An put away the Token, and the puppet Leng Rufeng quickly departed, parting ways with him.

Li An used the great Celestial Immortal Technique Shrinking the Earth to an Inch to once more distance himself from the direction of Purple Cloud Mountain. In the blink of an eye he was already a million li away. With a sweep of his Divine Thought, he descended directly into a small cultivation force, seized two young people with decent talent, and took them away, startling the small sect’s old ancestor into coming out of seclusion, yet he did not dare pursue Li An.

While casting his Demon Skill, Li An likewise refined the two into puppets and set down Restrictions. Then the two parted ways with him.

Li An concealed his own aura. At this moment he was like a fish that had slipped the net, fleeing madly. He repeatedly used the Divine Power Shrinking the Earth to an Inch, and even threw out dozens of Teleportation Talismans, not knowing how far he had run.

At last, he found a small city in the Eleven Heavens, drew in his aura, and slipped into it in an instant.

Yes, Li An was running away!

Using the pretext of hunting down Leng Rufeng, he was trying to escape the Saint Realm.

"I definitely haven’t truly gotten away."

Li An appeared to let out a long breath of relief, but inwardly he was clear-minded.

"Right now, I should be seeing Shangguan Shengxian, shouldn’t I?"

He muttered to himself.

The way he and Shangguan Shengxian would meet was... through luring the tiger from the mountain.

He would do the luring.

He knew full well that since he was so important to the secret mastermind behind the Saint Realm, he would certainly be watched to death. Even if the Heaven-Devouring Great Demon intervened, that did not mean the mastermind’s power would be entirely tied down. After all, since the other side had a subordinate like Hongbo Fairy at Daluo Golden Immortal Level, they might well have a second, a third.

But no matter how many they had, the other side’s main focus would still fall upon him.

When he fled, when he frantically refined puppets in preparation for self-detonation and rebirth...

Only then could he draw all the hidden gazes onto himself.

...

At this moment.

The Yi Clan.

People of the Dao Sect had slaughtered their way in; this place was already a field of scorched earth.

"Nianxue, let’s go!"

An Li sheathed her bloodstained sword and called out to Li Nianxue, who had fought her way into the Yi Clan’s secret palace.

Li Nianxue put a box filled with Anomalous Qi into her storage ring, then turned and said, "Coming!"

Her expression was calm as she and An Li stepped into the next battlefield.

...

Good night.