Chapter 1109 - 740: Immortal at Heart, Mortal by Nature

Chapter 1109: Chapter 740: Immortal at Heart, Mortal by Nature

When he reached this point, Wang Hao showed a sense of guilt.

"Wang Hao, Mo Kexin, you’ve done very well."

Shen Xuan smiled and said, "Do you still remember the oath you took when you entered the Sect?"

"Yes, we remember!"

Wang Hao and Mo Kexin solemnly recited, "Uphold the laws of the heavens and earth, follow the cycle of all things, keep oneself righteous... forever protect the essence of the Human Race, never betray the roots of our bloodline, guard the common people, life and death as one."

"Very good."

Shen Xuan laughed heartily, "Seeing you both, my efforts, and the hard work of the fellow Daoists in the academy were not in vain!"

...

Three days later.

The Spiritual Boat rested in a secluded and barren wilderness surrounded by mountains and forests.

The campfire was lit, its orange flames flickering and casting bizarre shadows against the jagged rocks and swaying tree silhouettes.

Wang Hao and Mo Kexin stood by, puzzled but not daring to ask more.

With the dean’s abilities, the speed of the Spiritual Boat was indeed too slow.

Moreover, there’s no need to linger here.

Unless...

The two exchanged a glance, secretly elated.

Clearly, the real drama was about to unfold.

After a stick of incense.

Heaven and earth showed faint signs of change.

A dense black demon cloud, from an unknown source, silently enveloped the stars and moon.

On the wilderness, the glow of the campfire started to flicker uncertainly.

A gray-black demonic mist, carrying the scent of decay and blood, silently spread from all directions.

Where it passed, vegetation quickly withered and died.

Shen Xuan remained seated by the campfire, unmoving.

His skin emitted a faint golden light.

Around him, within a hundred-foot radius, a domain like a golden glass shield formed.

The encroaching demonic mist, upon touching the edge of the golden light, emitted a slight "hiss" sound but could not advance further.

The wind carried a stench and grew increasingly fierce.

Within the rolling demon cloud, a three-zhang tall, iron-black humanoid giant appeared, treading the surging demonic aura.

The giant’s face was blurred, with soul fire flickering in his eyes, and holding a pair of spike-covered demon hammers exuding a dense evil aura.

On top of the giant’s head, a frail and withered old Daoist sat cross-legged.

At this moment, the old Daoist’s eyes glowed green, looking at Shen Xuan by the campfire below.

"Hmph! Such arrogance, fellow Daoist! Disregarding etiquette, bullying with strength, scheming against my disciple’s life! Truly showing no respect for my Corpse Refining Sect?"

This person was, in fact, Master Xuan Shi of the Corpse Refining Sect.

Late Stage Holy Pill Realm.

In the Liang Country Demon Dao, one of few top-tier combat powers beneath the Nascent Soul.

The three-zhang giant below him was his refined Blood Evil Demon Corpse.

This corpse, in life, was a Core Formation True Master, processed by Secret Techniques, and nurtured by the blood evil earth veins for years, infused with countless cultivators’ essence blood, cultivated such a physique.

Its combat power was comparable to the Daoist Sect’s Golden Core Late Stage.

It is Master Xuan Shi’s most prized "masterpiece."

Shen Xuan still didn’t raise his head, his gaze landed on the flickering campfire, his voice calm, "So you are Master Xuan Shi of the Corpse Refining Sect? Your disciple was entangled with blood evil, guilty of heinous crimes, I helped you redeem him, how will you thank me?"

Master Xuan Shi, hearing this, laughed instead of getting angry.

"What cunning eloquence! In that case, I shall be benevolent today and redeem you!"

He had used Secret Techniques to investigate earlier.

The person below was definitely not a Nascent Soul True Monarch.

Throughout the Cultivation Realm of Song Country, he only feared the nine Nascent Soul True Monarchs within the six Major Sects.

All others, even those at Golden Core Perfection, he didn’t consider.

Master Xuan Shi was about to reach Perfection in the Holy Pill and was collecting resources hoping to trade for a Demon Infant Pill to pursue the Demon Infant Dao.

This person delivered himself to him, just right to fill his Storage Pouch.

Afterwards, if the Daoist Sect of Song Country pursued, he had an excuse.

Who let the opposite side break the rules first, using strength to bully, killing his Direct Disciple!

Thinking of this, Master Xuan Shi’s intent to kill intensified, without any hesitation.

"Die!"

With a shout, his frail fingers pointed downwards through the air!

In an instant, the surrounding demonic mist surged wildly.

The three-zhang high Blood Evil Demon Corpse let out a roar, its scarlet soul fire surged, swinging the mountain-crushing demon hammers in its hands, wrapped in a sky-high demonic aura, like Mount Tai crashing down, fiercely smashing towards Shen Xuan by the campfire!

The momentum was comparable to a full-force strike of the Golden Core Late Stage!

However, Shen Xuan remained composed, unmoving.

A figure in a blue robe appeared out of nowhere.

The face bore a seven-part resemblance to his.

In the figure’s hand was an ancient Magic Sword intertwining Thunderfire, slicing upwards in a moment of life and death.

"Clang!"

The deafening sound of metal clashing erupted abruptly.

A violent blast swept across the lands.

The downward smashing momentum of the demon hammers was forcefully halted by this sudden strike of the sword.

Master Xuan Shi was filled with disbelief.

And a hint of barely concealed shock.

He stared at the blue-robed figure, sensing familiar distinctive aura, and blurted out, "Blood Refining Divine Corpse! Who exactly are you?"

"Hehe, Xuan Shi, don’t recognize me?"

Shen Xuan’s voice was warm and gentle, carrying a scholarly air, appearing rather abrupt in this bloodthirsty night.

Master Xuan Shi’s heart skipped a beat upon hearing the voice.

Suppressing his shock, he focused and watched attentively.

His gaze pierced through the demonic mist and campfire’s glow, finally seeing the face filled with mockery.

A terrifying thought suddenly burst into his mind.

Is it him?

How is this possible!

In an instant, Master Xuan Shi was filled with dread, chills running down his spine, and instinctively urged his Demon Technique, black qi surged on his surface, forming a thick protective shield.

"You are True Master Profound Ice of the Cyan Cloud Sect?"

The voice trembled.

"Well, your eyes aren’t bad."

Shen Xuan suddenly got up, looked towards the withered figure deep within the demon cloud.

"The Blood Evil Demon Corpse under you is quite refined. Given its bone and muscle foundation, it was once a Golden Core True Master who cultivated both the body."