Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

Chapter 1445: Chapter 56 Sea Beast_2

After escaping from the Wanxiang Sect, his emotions also gradually settled down.

Especially after easily wiping out the so-called number one sect on the Fenglin Continent, the primitive Demonic Sect, he regained some confidence.

It wasn’t that he was weak, but because the Wanxiang Sect harbored an old undying existence, he naturally couldn’t contend.

Once he switched to the primitive Demonic Sect without the backing of the older generation, he indeed returned to his unstoppable state of the past.

With determination in his heart, he was initially thinking of hurrying to Huangji Continent, where the presence of the Dragon Pool’s main body could ensure absolute safety.

Now that his confidence had returned, he naturally gained some leisure and joy.

Of course, more importantly, the Supreme Dragon Transformation had just mentioned that the Dao of True Martial might endanger Sui, and although he dismissed it with snorts of contempt, he still took it to heart.

Thinking of this, Yang Que personally landed in front of that distracted middle-aged man who seemed both ashamed and guilty.

The middle-aged man opened his eyes, struggling to suppress his sense of guilt as he looked towards Yang Que, trying to make his voice not tremble:

“Immortal, if you just let them go, I will take you there.”

But Yang Que gave him a gentle smile and shook his head:

“I’ve already said, even if you don’t tell me, I can simply Soul Search you directly.”

The middle-aged man was startled and suddenly looked back.

“Uh–”

Not far away, the Demon Sect cultivator expressionlessly raised his hand to strike.

That young man’s head instantly exploded.

“A Dragon! No…”

Witnessing this scene, the middle-aged man was instantly stunned.

Then his eyes showed a fierce desire to rupture!

The blood energy in his eyes rapidly spread and countless streams of bloody steam on his body explosively burst forth!

His whole person instantly turned into a stream of blood-red light, charging at the Demon Sect cultivator with astonishing speed.

Waves of blood surged!

The middle-aged man’s face was entwined with strange blood-colored patterns, as if he had lost all reason:

“Die! Die!”

“All you immortals, die!”

Although the Demon Sect cultivator was at the Nascent Soul stage, caught off guard, and with his sanity gone, he didn’t react in time.

The middle-aged man, enveloped in blood, almost instantly collided with the Demon Sect cultivator.

After a brief pause, the Demon Sect cultivator indiscernibly retreated half a step.

His body’s light was mostly stimulated.

Seeing this, both Yang Que and the golden-haired elder could not help but have a solemn expression.

“This man could at most match a Foundation Building Cultivator before… but with emotions fully invoked and combined with his own Blood Energy, he’s now comparable to a Golden Core Practitioner… although the cost seems to be quite large.”

In their vision, they could clearly see that this middle-aged man had actually died at the moment of the outbreak.

The essence, qi, and spirit of his entire body completely fused and erupted.

Flesh, bones, willpower, etc., became part of this mass of blood energy.

The only reason he could attack after death was the strong emotions and obsessions that maintained the blood energy’s momentum to do what he intended to do before dying.

“It’s a pity… the cost is too great.”

Yang Que shook his head with some regrets.

Otherwise, such an outbreak technique might be life-saving at a crucial moment.

After that brief outburst, the middle-aged man was casually slapped into a mist of blood by the reacting Demon Sect cultivator.

The gap between them was ultimately too vast, and even a death-fueled outbreak could not make much of an impact.

The only impact it might have caused was to arouse Yang Que’s interest in the Dao of True Martial all the more.

“I’ve heard that the Dao of True Martial was created by the Patriarch of True Martial… let’s go meet this person.”

Yang Que’s eyes revealed his unabashed interest:

“Even though we lost so many Nascent Soul Cultivators this time in Fenglin Continent, if we can subjugate him and train the many mortals under our Sui domain… it won’t be a loss after all.”

The golden-haired elder frowned upon hearing this and couldn’t help but advise:

“Your Majesty, the Dao of True Martial is not good for cultivators, introducing it to Huangji Continent might be raising a tiger that will become a threat!”

Yang Que, however, let out a light laugh:

“Wasn’t it you who egged me on to look for True Martial Cultivators before? How come you’ve changed now?”

The golden-haired elder said with a wry smile:

“How could this servant have anticipated that the Dao of True Martial would be like this… Your Majesty, this servant speaks from the bottom of his heart, with no selfish desires. The Dao of True Martial is no righteous path, let it remain here to harm Fenglin Continent, we must not bring it back.”

However, hearing the elder’s words, Yang Que laughed heartily and was even more pleased:

“If even you are apprehensive, then this Dao of True Martial, all the more must it be grasped in my hands!”

Finishing his words, his eyes flashed with spiritual light.

Sweeping across the villagers in the snow around.

He immediately read their memories.

He couldn’t help but look up to the north, his eyes revealing surprise:

“Actually, it’s on the sea… quite cautious.”

With a thought.

The villagers in the snow silently turned into a fine powder.

Originally from the primitive Demonic Sect, but controlled by him, the cultivators guarded him tightly as they quickly flew towards the north.

The blond old man stood in place, watching Yang Que’s figure fly away into the distance.

A hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes:

“That Guan Ao… is too slow.”

Shaking his head, he immediately followed.

…

Boom!

The roar of the giant waves almost reverberated through the entire sky above the Eightfold Sea.

The astonishing force generated by the violent tsunami pushed the waves in all directions.

The crest of the wave surged towards the clouds!

In the sky.

A number of Nascent Soul Cultivators looked at the disturbance under the great power of Heaven and Earth with solemn expressions.

They didn’t dare to get too close, as the Yuanci force here was too rich and too violent.

No matter who it was amongst those present, if they inadvertently got caught in it, their Yuan Qi would be greatly damaged.

“What should we do? Daoist Yuanci is not here, how should we deal with this?”

Amid the roaring sound of the waves, even An Changshou, a Nascent Soul Perfect Cultivator, had to raise his voice as much as possible.

Qu Shentong’s face looked grave as he stared into the depths of the Eightfold Sea, but he still did not see that figure.

His tone carried a hint of anger born from urgency:

“How should I know? The Eightfold Sea was fine before, why did it turn out like this as soon as we arrived? Daoist Yuanci is still below!”

Hearing Qu Shentong’s words, Xumi, who had solidified his form, shook his head slightly:

“The Yuanci turmoil of the Eightfold Sea has been around for a long time, and it is not just appearing now, but the scale has been increasing over the years.”

Xiong Zhaojing from Youxian Temple couldn’t help but ask:

“Senior Xumi, will this Yuanci turmoil have any impact?”

Xumi nodded slightly:

“Of course, it has. The reason West Sea Country has changed into what it is now is precisely because of these successive Yuanci turmoils.”

“I used to guard the West Sea Country and had seen it several times, but none were as fierce as this one.”

An Changshou couldn’t help but ask with confusion:

“But what causes this Yuanci turmoil?”

Hearing this question, everyone looked at each other, but no one had an answer.

“What’s most important now is to find a way to locate Daoist Yuanci. He specializes in the Yuanci Path, and he must know the reason.”

Qin Shengyong said this on the side.

Everyone immediately fell silent.

Such a big commotion, yet Daoist Yuanci still has not returned, it is feared…

“Look quickly! What is that!”

A Nascent Soul Cultivator with vertical eyes on his forehead, who had been observing the seafloor, suddenly pointed at the seawall closest to the coast and exclaimed.

Everyone hurriedly looked.

But they saw in the turbulence of the seawall, a vague shadow was rapidly enlarging!

“There’s something inside!”

No reminder was needed, as everyone could see the disturbance within.

‘Hum!’

A clear and melodious Sword Qi sound resounded.

Xumi instantly transformed into a sword, and his invisible Sword Qi slashed towards that seawall!

Wherever the Sword Qi passed, the sea was instantly split into two parts!

Even though the swift torrent quickly surged back up, everyone still caught a glimpse of the shadow’s shape.

Two pitch-black rounded horns dominated the top of a bulging black skull.

It was actually a bizarre-looking black Water Buffalo!

Seeing this Water Buffalo, some who had once guarded the frontline and had skirmishes with the cultivators of the Three Continents were shocked:

“This… is it the Totem Beast of the Tupi Continent, the sacred cow of the Yanzhi Tribe?”

Only Xumi’s expression changed slightly, he spoke in a rapid low voice:

“No, wrong! Retreat quickly! This is not a Totem Beast!”

“It’s a World Eater!”