Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons-Chapter 245 - Battle with True Immortal Changqing_1

Chapter 245: Chapter 245 Battle with True Immortal Changqing_1

The spear tip tore through the sky, while the thick thunder plasma crackled.

It was like the rage of the heavens, a grand and intimidating spectacle that ordinary people dared not gaze upon directly.

Shen Yi silently watched, his eyes flickering with sharp light.

With the augmentation of the Golden Eagle Divine Ability, the entire spear’s velocity slowed down several folds, yet even so, it caused his pupils to constrict slightly.

This was the very Primordial Martial Arts he had yearned for.

The scene before him had surpassed all the techniques he had seen before.

Whether it was Dual Polarity True Intent or anything else, they were merely simple uses of Qi, shaping it into form.

But what was unfolding before him was the actual harnessing of heavenly thunder with a mortal body.

Where did this thunder come from, and how could Qi manifest like this?

The azure robes fluttered while underneath, the crimson patterns of dragons and tigers slowly emerged on his body.

Shen Yi used his profound demonic power to shatter the thunderarcs on him, and when the spear approached within three inches, he exerted the Xiaoyao Riding the Wind Technique to its fullest.

The perfected Teleportation Art allowed him to traverse a hundred zhang with a single breath.

But in the face of that spear, evasion seemed impossible.

Shen Yi barely shifted away from vital points, his dark hair rising, a fierce light abruptly bursting within his eyes.

He abruptly abandoned the idea of continuing to dodge.

The roaring of three Demon Kings within his body infused all of their powerful force into his right arm.

“What brute?!”

Under the watchful eyes of the Changqing True Person, Shen Yi remained impassive as he thunderously smashed his fist towards the Thunder Spear.

Sizzling!

The thunder plasma, which could turn flesh and blood into charred remains in an instant, splattered upon his fist’s edge, a red glow emanating from his skin – it was the Dao Infant valiantly resisting. Yet, beyond the Dao Infant, the skin and flesh itself was also incomprehensibly robust.

The spear of over a zhang long melted away bit by bit under his fist.

Until it completely dispersed into arcs of thunder and vanished.

Shen Yi’s momentum with the punch spent, he took a slightly hurried breath and looked up ahead.

His right palm was charred to a bloodied black, revealing the illusory hand of the Dao Infant, enveloped by a faint Peacock Red Glow, slowly repairing the damage.

“…”

Changqing True Person had failed to seize this fleeting opportunity and instead stared at the youth as if he was looking at a monster.

For someone at the Initial Realm Primordial level, it wouldn’t have been surprising to be instantly obliterated by such a killer move.

Unless one possessed some profound technique, they could only hope to barely catch it.

But such a blunt punch was beyond his comprehension.

“Huff.”

Shen Yi quickly adjusted his state, his gaze carrying a hint of strangeness… In this life-and-death struggle, the so-called true person’s Qi and realm had far exceeded his expectations. Yet every move the opponent made seemed incomprehensible to him.

Even less comprehensible than his own, who had just stepped on the path of cultivation for less than a year.

Not turning back, just standing there stupefied.

Soon, vitality surged back into his limbs, and Shen Yi’s figure instantly vanished from its spot.

Seeing this, Changqing True Person stepped back in a slight panic, two Thunder Knives appearing above his palms. Instead of moving, he stood there and frantically scanned the surroundings.

Whoosh—

Shen Yi swooped down from behind, and his Qian Yuan sliced down from the back of his spine – skin and flesh burst open!

The skilled move was like slaughtering a pig, directly peeling off his Dao Infant.

If it were an ordinary martial artist, they would have been cleaved in two by now.

“Ah!!”

Changqing True Person let out a dreadful scream, his substantial Dao Infant leaping out of its skin, his entire body surging with thunder plasma, flashing Shen Yi’s face now white, now dark.

His hands wielding the double knives lost their pattern, slashing down in madness.

Anger was mixed with fear.

Thunder plasma surged violently out, turning the nearby mountains into scorched earth.

Shen Yi arched an eyebrow and withdrew.

At this moment, the real person of Changqing, in his eyes, was no longer a martial arts powerhouse but merely a wounded, enraged beast acting instinctively, unable to do anything but vent its emotions.

Indeed, after several slashes failed to have the slightest effect,

the real person of Changqing, in a mix of shock and rage, did not skimp on depleting his foundation; his entire figure transformed into a fierce Thunder Dragon and hurtled towards the figure in the green robe!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Mountains shattered, and thousands of giant trees collapsed.

Each of his moves was a different Primordial Martial Art.

This was sufficient to show the profound depths of the Mysterious Light Cave’s reserves.

Regardless of whether or not they were effective, he exerted himself fully with each attack.

Shen Yi was intently dodging his sharp edges, gripping the handle of his blade with five fingers, his expression growing ever more indifferent, quietly waiting for the other to exhaust his strength.

The same moves, used too many times, would allow opponents to catch their flaws.

When the real person of Changqing turned into a Thunder Dragon for the umpteenth time, Shen Yi finally did not just dodge; he flickered three zhàng to the right—neither too much nor too little—as he watched Thunder Plasma scatter in all directions.

Just as the real person of Changqing’s form became visible,

Shen Yi was already hovering behind him, the demonic power exploding from the long blade in his hand, then ruthlessly stabbing into the other’s heart where a petal was!

The real person of Changqing instinctively smacked toward his waist.

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Only when his hand hit nothing did he look in horror at his bisected body on the ground.

Meanwhile, the long blade, misty with vapor and red light, bolstered by the power of three Demon Kings, had already fiercely pierced into the Thunder Plasma, striking the white flower above.

Crack!

The white flower, though incredibly hard, still shattered under the edge of the blade.

The real person of Changqing’s eyes widened unconsciously, and he opened his mouth but couldn’t make a sound.

Emotions belonging to humans appeared in the eyes made of condensed Thunder Plasma.

Fear!

Instinctively, he transformed into the Thunder Dragon once more, darting for the sky, not noticing that his bright white body was becoming dull.

Shen Yi watched the direction in which he fled, slowly sheathing his Deep Abyss blade.

The next moment, a horrifying flash of lightning was dispelled by a golden palm, the lightning Dao Infant rapidly shrank, casually held within the Seven-foot Gold Body’s palm as if grasping a tiny chick.

The Arhat Golden Body landed in front of Shen Yi.

Along with him came the strewn pieces of the dissected dragon corpse, claws as claws, hide as hide; flesh was torn into neatly sized chunks.

The real person of Changqing struggled fiercely.

But under that golden palm, no matter how much lightning erupted from his body, it was to no effect at all.

“Let me go! How is it any skill to ask a senior to strike on your behalf!”

He pounded against the Golden Body’s fingers, screaming frantically at Shen Yi.

The Golden Body glanced at him indifferently and squeezed slightly, almost causing the real person of Changqing’s Dao Infant to burst apart.

My master shattered your heart, and you still have the nerve to talk tough here.

Lady Qinghua respectfully handed over the Dao Infant: “My Lord, please decide how to deal with him.”

Hearing the gentle voice beside his ear,

The real person of Changqing’s struggling motions suddenly froze, staring in sheer terror at the young man in front of him.

My Lord?

This wasn’t his senior; it was his protector servant?

To be able to command a servant of the Divinity Transformation Realm—what a terrifying background!

Could it be someone from outside the Immortal Sects?!

“Changqing is willing to serve my Lord! Spare my life! The humble servant Changqing is willing to be my Lord’s protector!”

The tiny Dao Infant frantically bumped its forehead against the palm of the Golden Body.

When he looked at Shen Yi again, he was met with a pair of enigmatic vertical pupils.

A wolf’s howl exploded beside his ear.

The real person of Changqing only felt his Divine Soul fluttering, as if torn apart by an invisible hand, and he quickly lost consciousness.

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