Chapter 770 - 224: Creating History Single-Handedly, the Immortal Realm Dares Not Cross Eastward

Chapter 770: Chapter 224: Creating History Single-Handedly, the Immortal Realm Dares Not Cross Eastward

Mr. Shan was dead, and Li Yuan retracted his Golden Body.

The terrifying Withered Fire Golden Giant collapsed abruptly, disappearing behind him.

His figure swooped down like a defiant eagle, skimming the ground, and with a swift move, he collected the Inheritance Yellow Armor of the Mountain Hall and three yellow banners into his hand.

But the three yellow banners were tattered beyond belief, turning to dust as soon as they touched his hand, and the Inheritance Yellow Armor had lost its luster.

Li Yuan’s pupils narrowed slightly, but he swiftly descended to the ground, one pale Ghost Hand pointing downward, the other reaching into the void.

Under the bed of the An Divine Hall, a Ghost Hand suddenly appeared, directly placing the Inner Armor and Red Sleeve Blade into a small Dark Pavilion beneath it.

After all this, Li Yuan did not leave but instead used the Illusion Technique to hide to one side.

He quietly waited for a while, but no disciples from the Immortal Realm came to investigate, apparently having reached such a level of cultivation, they each had their own thoughts.

However, Li Yuan had plenty of patience.

A normal person would leave after half an hour.

But he continued to keep watch.

He sat quietly behind an old tree, his hands taking on a sinister ghostly form, one hand pressing against the ground, his pupils calmly watching the various "gates" around him.

During this time, many people from the Imperial Capital Government arrived to maintain order outside.

Those Government Officials in black uniforms were naturally turned into cannon fodder for probing the scene. With despair in their eyes, they ventured inside to investigate, took a look around, and quickly fled.

At the scene, it was no longer a battle between humans, it was as if a natural calamity had ravaged the land.

The soil had turned to black sand, the trees to charred remains, the once lively summer forest now devoid of any sound, not even the faint buzz of little bugs.

In the distance, Government Officials gathered around the Captain, whispering.

"Captain, report it... the situation at Rongmu Square is beyond us."

"I suspect no one can handle it, I just asked around, many people nearby saw a Golden Giant engulfed in flames."

"And last time, last time at Moyu Bay, there were hundreds of deaths."

"Captain, I secretly inquired, it seems the higher-ups don’t know either..."

The Captain was inwardly lamenting too; he was actually a disciple of a small family. After the "Demon Queen took power," his family thought a new power structure might be forming, so they pulled some strings to get him placed as Captain, saying it was better to start at the grassroots level.

But now, this was life-threatening.

The Government Officials could tell, and the Captain definitely could too.

This power, even the strongest in his family would be easily crushed.

No! Not crushed, but merely unable to withstand the aftershocks.

Just like a traveler hastily passing by, unintentionally stepping on an ant nest.

The traveler stomped down, killing many ants, but he wouldn’t even know he had crushed all the ants, because... he was merely passing by.

"Now that the investigation is complete, head back to organize the files, report it... and seal off the area to prevent any entry."

The Captain hurriedly left, he was just the scout, and it was up to the higher-ups to decide it was safe before coming over.

Li Yuan continued to wait silently.

Only at dawn the next day did a figure with a flowing Yin Yang form come into his view.

The figure was extremely subtle, extremely quiet, almost as if it didn’t exist, if not for Li Yuan’s acute sensitivity to the flow of "Yin Yang Qi," he wouldn’t have sensed this presence at all.

This indicated that the person’s expertise in "Hidden Form" might even surpass that of Li Yuan.

But Li Yuan’s "Illusion Technique" had already reached Great Perfection, so this could only mean that the other party’s skills were superior, more powerful than his.

This made Li Yuan sigh inwardly.

However, he had no intention of capturing and interrogating this individual; compared to this trivial gain, it was more important not to reveal his identity.

From the clues in the battle, it was clear that the East Sea Immortal Realm could see him through some means, but that method must involve their disciple. If he, as a Western Pole Divine Spirit, were to request Low Level Techniques from the disciples below, wouldn’t his cover be blown right away?

He quietly hid, transforming into a Little Bug, perching on the sand beside a withered tree.

Soon, he saw a figure flash to a previous battlefield area, starting to rummage as if looking for something.

But after a few breaths, nothing seemed to be found.

Without hesitation, the figure darted away quickly.

But it was already too late.

The dark night sky was once again ignited, the dazzling golden light turning night into day, and the blazing golden giant’s hand slapped down toward the figure.

The figure agilely flipped over, but from above, a "Compressed Fire Bomb" was also descending.

In the Withered Fire, the figure surrounded itself with a yellow light shield, struggling to hold on, but its speed significantly slowed down.

Li Yuan, spewing fire, reached into the flames with the previously empty giant hand.

In the desperate eyes of the Immortal Realm disciple, the giant hand grasped the protective shield.

On the shield, the patterns of the golden palm slowly became distinct and pressed in.

And then...

Bang!!

The shield shattered, and the golden giant hand tightly gripped the figure, crushing it in a direct squeeze.

The Withered Fire quickly burned the Immortal Realm disciple’s body to ashes.

This time, Li Yuan did not use the Red Sleeve Blade.

He needed to maintain the mystery of the blade; if the East Sea Immortal Realm had Divine Techniques capable of witnessing his movements, then... the more he used the Red Sleeve Blade, the higher the chance someone could discern its secrets. But Li Yuan did not want others to see through it.

After killing this disciple, the Golden Giant vanished swiftly once more.

Li Yuan glanced at the disciple’s location, finding nothing except for the already melted weapon.