Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons

The Clear Thunder Pool returned to tranquility.

By the shore stained with Monster Blood, two gruesomely lifeless bodies lay.

The Profound Abyss Spider Emperor's entire body was stretched out rigid, covered in deep burns, its innards a complete mess from the bombardment of the spiritual seal.

Not far from it, the Golden Eyes Lion Emperor attempted to flee but was also hit in the back by the spiritual seal. In addition, it had been slashed by chaotic swords, leaving a gash deep enough to expose its bones.

Shen Yi lay on the ground, eyes closed, observing his panel.

[Having slain a Divinity Transformation stage Profound Abyss Spider Emperor, total lifespan of ninety-seven thousand years, remaining lifespan of fourteen thousand years, absorption complete]

[Remaining demonic lifespan: sixty-three thousand years]

This old Demon had survived in the Thousand Demon Cave for who knows how many years.

The little remaining lifespan was within Shen Yi's expectations, but he didn't feel disappointed, for the creature's use wasn't just its lifespan.

He was now somewhat impatient to find a secluded place to properly study the Immeasurable Dao Imperial Palace.

However, for the moment, he couldn't move.

If possible, it would be a good choice to use the Nanyang Transformation Technique and impersonate the Profound Abyss Spider Emperor.

But there were still a few problems with this path.

The most important was Cultivation, as Shen Yi's current strength, no matter how lifelike the transformation technique, made the demonic power emanating from his body vastly different, nothing more than an illusion.

Furthermore, even if he were lucky enough to become the Profound Abyss Spider Emperor.

He could enter and leave the Law Storage Pavilion at will, but the doors to the other caves would be forever closed to him.

Shen Yi was not yet willing to give up the connection with the Golden-Winged Demon Emperor.

The path of cultivation wasn't just about the Cultivation Technique.

Elixirs, treasures of heaven and earth—none could be lacking.

"..."

Thinking of this, Shen Yi quietly maintained the appearance of being on his last breath.

As he expected.

Once the Iron Sketch Silver Hook Great Formation dissipated, the demonic aura and stench of blood here quickly attracted the attention of many eyes.

They approached warily and then murmured among themselves.

Soon, two winged Demons swiftly scattered towards the distance to deliver the news to the Great Demon Emperor's cave.

"Dead... the Spider Emperor and the Lion Emperor are both dead..."

The remaining Demons gathered around, fear surfacing in their diverse eyes.

It had been many years since the Thousand Demon Cave suffered such a blow.

Starting with the Blood Transforming Demon Emperor, within a short span of time, many Demon Emperors were slain in an unclear manner.

Their comfortable days were abruptly shattered.

Is this still the world's unparalleled Thousand Demon Cave?!

Whoosh—

In the midst of the Demons' whispers, a golden streak of light fell from the sky and in the blink of an eye stood by the side of the Thunder Pool.

A voluptuous woman stared fixedly at the messy Clear Thunder Pool.

Her gaze first swept across the corpse of the Profound Abyss Spider Emperor and then quickly turned to the lion's body.

"Who did this!"

Her ample chest heaved rapidly, her pupils instantly becoming vertical.

As a shrieking question swept through the area, all Demons' faces twitched involuntarily as they bowed down, emitting mournful whimpers.

"What's the use of asking them?"

A gentle whisper sounded in mid-air.

Immediately after, a sturdy white horse with fine appearance but otherwise ordinary in size approached. The only bizarre feature was that it had no eyes on the sides of its head but instead, a vertical pupil in the middle of its forehead.

The vertical pupil was black and lusterless, which against the white of its body, made it even more eerie.

Apart from that, there was a scar on its chest that looked like a lightning strike.

For the Demon Emperor, their formidable bodies could heal almost any injury; it was clear that this one had left its wounds deliberately, as if to remind itself of something.

"..."

The Golden-Winged Demon Emperor looked back. Though somewhat irritable, they managed to suppress their emotions and gave a casual hand gesture.

Even with their pride, facing the White Swan Demon Emperor, they couldn't help but feel a sense of reverence.

It was this very Demon Emperor of the Third Cave who had led the others in the ambush of Nie Jun.

Even though that cultivator had grasped the rudiments of the Dao Palace, in the end, he could only flee with severe injuries.

The White Swan Demon Emperor alighted above the Thunder Pool, and the surging Thunder Plasma naturally parted for it. It tread the air, sweeping its vertical pupils around.

With this simple movement,

Black mist remnants suddenly rose around.

It summoned a wisp to examine it closely in front of its eyes, pondering for a moment before moving in front of the Profound Abyss Spider Emperor's corpse, gently flicking the corpse with its hooves.

During this time, including the Golden-Winged Demon Emperor, all the demons remained silent.

Until the swan came to stand before the lion.

The Golden-Winged Demon Emperor's eyelids twitched, and they stepped forward, "How did it die?"

The swan casually waved its hoof, flipping the eight-zhang tall robust body over. "It's not dead," it said lightly.

Before the words had finished, it suddenly stepped onto the lion's chest.

Under that tremendous force, Shen Yi spurted out a mouthful of clotted blood and faintly opened his eyes.

"Who laid their hands on him?"

The swan asked tersely.

"Shen Yi, the true cultivator Ling Xi," replied Shen Yi with a weak voice.

Upon hearing this, the swan stared indifferently at the lion's face with its dark eyes. After about ten breaths, it stepped down and said, "That's the truth."

"Impossible!"

Even the Golden-Winged Demon Emperor, who had the most faith in the Golden Eyes Lion, was shocked by this claim.

They had personally clashed with these two cultivators.

Even if one disregarded the lion, the Profound Abyss Spider Emperor alone should not have suffered a great loss against the pair, or at least not have been defeated outright.

After all, the spider was adept at dealing with cultivators from Wutong Mountain.

But the judgement of the White Swan Demon Emperor had never been wrong… could it really be true?

"Two Great Formations were laid out, definitely premeditated."

White Swan gazed at the ground, separating some red from the residual black mist, took a deep breath, and inhaled the burning red mist through the nose and mouth, "You were deceived by the true cultivator Ling Xi. She was not as weak as you claimed; it was a feint, and her true target wasn't the lion."

"You mean the problem still lies with me?"

The Golden-Winged Demon Emperor bared their teeth, their savage face slightly defiant.

However, the White Swan Demon Emperor paid no attention to them and simply said, "Take him back to heal; wait for my judgement."

At this, a full-figured woman approached Shen Yi, her face grim. She transformed into the massive form of a Nine-Stripe Fierce Tiger, carried him on her back, and soared straight towards the sky.

All the way back to the herb garden.

She crashed through the light barrier, found a secluded spot, and flung the lion from her back to the ground.

Then she reverted to her human form, stood with arms folded, and worked hard to regulate her breathing.

As much as she hated to admit it, the situation was indeed as White Swan had stated. The information about the true cultivator Ling Xi had been originally spread by her as a joke, including that cultivator surnamed Shen, whom she was aware of.

Logically, this matter should have been taken seriously.

However, she had presumed that Ling Xi had already escaped the Thousand Demon Cave… Those lowlifes had the audacity to team up and deceive her with a performance.

The Golden-Winged Demon Emperor clenched their teeth tightly, looking toward Shen Yi with a hint of guilt, "This time I am to blame. Rest assured, I will compensate you."

Shen Yi knitted his brows and clutched at his chest, not responding, but just coughed forcefully a few times.

All the while, he cast secret glances around him.

He saw that he was surrounded by fertile fields, filled with Spiritual Energy so rich that just breathing it in seemed to make his own spiritual power flow more smoothly.