Primordial Era: The Holy Maiden Shiji, a woman of exceptional talent and beauty

Although Long Batian was extremely angry, he still remained rational and did not act rashly. Instead, he warned the Immortal King.

The Immortal King's eyes flashed with ferocity as he stared at Long Batian.

Although Long Batian was powerful, his cultivation had reached the peak of the Golden Immortal, and he was one of the masters of Longhu Mountain. However, the Immortal King Tribulation was too terrifying, and even Long Batian did not dare to touch it easily.

Therefore, although Long Batian was filled with hatred, he still chose to be patient and wait for the end of the Immortal King Tribulation.

Shiji's Immortal King tribulation was extremely terrifying and lasted for a full half hour before it stopped.

Shiji was scorched black by the Immortal King's attack, and his skin was covered with numerous cracks, which looked shocking. He was covered in blood and looked miserable.

"Damned Immortal King, one day, I will raze your Immortal King Palace to the ground." Shi Ji stared at the direction of the Immortal King Palace with resentment and cursed viciously.

At this time, Longhu Mountain had fallen into chaos.

The originally quiet and peaceful Longhu Mountain became a mess because of the Immortal King calamity caused by Shiji.

Deep in the Longhu Mountain, there is a stone chamber. Sitting cross-legged in the stone chamber is a middle-aged man, who is Shiji's father, Dragon King Ao Ding.

At this moment, Dragon Emperor Ao Ding's face was extremely solemn, as if covered with dark clouds and extremely gloomy.

Immortal King Tribulation is a tribulation that only Golden Immortals or True Immortals will encounter, and it is one of the nine heavenly tribulations. If you cannot resist it, your body and soul will be destroyed. Even if you survive it by chance, your skills will be greatly damaged and your strength will be greatly reduced.

In the realm of Immortal King, each level is like a chasm that is difficult to cross.

It takes a thousand years to advance to a higher level. Therefore, Immortal Lords and Golden Immortals have a lifespan of more than three million years. However, when it comes to the Immortal King realm, the lifespan is longer, but only five or six million years.

Ao Ding has lived for millions of years now, and his life span at the Immortal King level has been almost exhausted. In addition, due to overwork in recent days, his life span is even less, with only 500,000 to 600,000 years left.

Ao Ding originally planned to break through to the Xuanxian realm before his life span of 500,000 or 600,000 years was exhausted. At that time, he would be able to break through the shackles of Xuanxian and reach the early stage of Xuanxian, and be on par with the Immortal King.

In this way, he might have a chance to survive the Immortal King Tribulation and become a true Xuanxian. However, no one expected that Shiji would cause a disaster at this critical moment and trigger the Immortal King Tribulation.

It would be fine if he just caused trouble, but he was also the protagonist of the Immortal King Tribulation.

Longhu Mountain was shaking violently, the peaks were swaying and collapsing one after another. Even the defensive restrictions of the Dragon Palace were shaken and were on the verge of collapse.

"Quick! Save people!"

"Shiji must have been captured by the Immortal King!"

"Go rescue Shiji!"

The disciples of Mount Longhu fled in panic. Even a slight fluctuation of the Immortal King's aura was beyond their ability to withstand. Moreover, this was the Immortal King's calamity. Some disciples with low cultivation levels exploded and died on the spot, turning into blood mist all over the sky.

Fortunately, there were many disciples in Longhu Mountain, and some core disciples used magic tools in time to protect the surroundings. Therefore, they managed to hold on.

A brilliant bolt of lightning struck down, instantly submerging Shiji.

Shiji was unable to resist at all and could only watch as the thunder swallowed him.

The sound echoed in the void. Long Batian watched his son being drowned by lightning and eventually turned into ashes. He was heartbroken and roared to the sky: "Rebellious son Shiji, I will definitely avenge you!"

Shiji saw so many people risking their lives for him, and gratitude flashed in his eyes. He bowed to everyone and said, "My fellow disciples, there is no need to do this. The other party is coming for me. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be involved in this disaster."

"Master, please don't think like that!" A young man interrupted Shiji. His name was Li Tianyang, the youngest son of Li Mingyuan. He just turned twenty this year, and his cultivation aptitude was average. He was just an ordinary person.

But he is honest, kind and straightforward. In his heart, he has already regarded Shiji as his future master.

If his master died, he didn't know how to live on. What's more, if he died to save him?

"Shiji, you must not give up. We are going to Nanyang this time on the orders of the headmaster. If you were to go to die alone, wouldn't that be a disappointment to the headmaster and the elders?

Besides, as a disciple of Mount Longhu, can you bear to watch the entire mountain being washed in blood?" Another disciple interrupted Shiji.

After hearing what the disciple said, Shiji felt ashamed. He knew that the other party was right. He thought that his cultivation at the peak of the fifth level of innateness was enough to deal with those demons and monsters. But he forgot that there was another evil technique in the world called soul-nourishing technique.

"Everyone, I have decided to go to the appointment alone. Please go back." Shiji said in a firm tone, turned around, closed his eyes and waited for death.

A burst of wild laughter came from behind Shiji. Then, hundreds of black shadows flashed through the void like lightning and surrounded everyone.

"None of you can escape!" said grimly, a short man wearing a gray linen shirt and a bamboo hat standing at the front of the team.

Shiji suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the man.

His hair was thick and black, flowing down, and his face was covered with wrinkles, like dried orange peel. His eyes were especially deep and dark, as if they contained endless resentment and hatred.

At this time, all the disciples of Longhu Mountain gathered around and protected Shiji in the middle.

"Who are you?" Shiji asked coldly.

The short man sneered a few times, slowly raised his right hand and pointed at Shiji. Then, Shiji felt the vitality in his body rapidly fading away. In just a moment, he became extremely old.

Shiji stared at the short man in horror, unable to believe it. How could this man have such a strange skill that could absorb other people's vitality for his own use?

He struggled desperately, trying to break free from the other party's control, but to no avail.

The short man laughed loudly towards the sky, and his low voice rang out: "Are you scared now? Unfortunately, it's too late!" After that, he stretched out his hand to pinch Shiji's neck and slowly raised his arms.

Shiji only felt a severe pain coming like a tide, and it was difficult to breathe as if she was suffocating. Her soul seemed to want to break free from the constraints of the body, float into the vast universe, and roam in the endless void.

"Who are you?" Shiji roared in despair.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that you must die! I want justice for my daughter!"

Before he finished speaking, the short man's strength in his hands suddenly increased. Shiji suddenly felt it became increasingly difficult to breathe. His strength to resist gradually dissipated, and he finally collapsed to the ground.

Everyone cried out in grief and wanted to go forward to rescue them, but they were trapped in the formation and could not move.

"Shiji, don't you like to show off? I want to see, are you tougher with your words or my methods!" The short man said coldly, then stretched out his other hand and slapped Shiji's chest suddenly.

There was a dull thud, and Shiji's body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, breaking two trees as thick as bowls in succession before he stopped. He then lay on the ground, breathing weakly.

Shiji's whole body was shaking violently, and all the strength in his body had been drained away.

At this moment, he no longer had any strength to resist.

"Shiji!" Everyone cried out in grief, wanting to break free from their restraints and go to rescue her.

"You are looking for death!"

A bone-chilling voice suddenly sounded. Immediately afterwards, a mighty sword energy swept out, sweeping in all directions.

Three figures were chopped off by the sword energy, and the sky was dyed red with blood. Those three people were Shiji's three disciples. They were the weakest in cultivation, so their injuries were relatively minor, but they were also heartbroken and grief-stricken.

The short man's voice was filled with anger and shock. Obviously, he had never expected that there was a super strong man hiding here.

At the same time, Shiji turned over and sat up with difficulty.

He was covered in blood, his face was hideous, his eyes were as sharp as knives, revealing endless anger and hatred.

This short man was Li Yunfeng, who had bullied Shiji when he first entered Longhu Mountain! His cultivation had reached the ninth level of the Xiantian realm, and he was known as the number one prodigy in Longhu Mountain.

Although Shiji had been a disciple for a short time, Li Yunfeng was jealous and made things difficult for her. Later, in a sect exchange competition, Shiji surpassed all the other contestants and attracted the attention of the sect leader.

Li Yunfeng was jealous and mad, and wanted to get rid of him as soon as possible. It happened that the leader of Longhu Mountain went to the secular world to select people with extraordinary talents.

He took advantage of the chaos to attack the head of the sect, seriously injuring him. Later, the head of the sect returned to the sect, summoned all the disciples, and expelled Li Yunfeng from Longhu Mountain.

He was filled with resentment and refused to leave, and secretly harmed the headmaster and a group of elders. In the end, he was killed by a group of disciples.

However, Li Yunfeng's residual soul did not dissipate, but instead possessed his apprentice Wang Pengfei. For more than ten years, he continued to devour the essence of others and strengthen his soul.

Until a year ago, his soul broke through the bottleneck and was promoted to the Judan stage, and his strength increased greatly.

He originally wanted to continue hiding and looking for a suitable body to possess, but he changed his plan because of Shiji's appearance.

"Who are you?" Li Yunfeng stared at Shiji with gritted teeth. He knew that Shiji was gifted, so he took the risk. But he didn't expect that he would almost lose his life this time.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that today, I will kill you!" Shi Ji walked slowly towards Li Yunfeng, her tone calm, but with an invisible sense of oppression.

Li Yunfeng suddenly laughed wildly and said, "No matter how rebellious you are, you will never leave here alive today. I advise you not to struggle in vain, otherwise I will kill you immediately!"

"You try it!" Shiji responded coldly.

"Okay! Since you don't want to drink my toast, don't blame me for being ruthless! I'm going to make you feel worse than death!" Li Yunfeng laughed viciously. Then he raised his right hand and chopped down at Shiji in the air.

There was a loud bang, and a half-meter wide pit exploded on the ground.

However, Shiji still stands.

Shiji snorted coldly, and a tremendous fighting spirit emanated from his body. The fighting spirit burned like a flame, illuminating the entire forest.

"Your body...impossible!" Li Yunfeng widened his eyes.

He clearly remembered that when he killed Shiji, his body had been destroyed. Why had it recovered now?
Did he take some kind of magical medicine? Or did someone save him?
"I'm going to kill you, go to hell!" Shi Ji roared and pounced on Li Yunfeng again. His fists were whistling and every move contained tremendous power. For a moment, the sky was filled with his phantoms.

Li Yunfeng screamed in pain, his hands were broken.

The next moment, Shiji grabbed Li Yunfeng's head and twisted it 360 degrees.

With a click, Li Yunfeng's head was twisted off by Shiji. The ugly head drew an arc in the air and rolled dozens of feet away.

Seeing Li Yunfeng being killed, all the disciples of Mount Longhu let out heart-wrenching wails.

Shiji, however, looked calm. He bent down to pick up the head, then stepped hard on the headless corpse.

The body was instantly torn into pieces, with the fragments scattered all over the ground.

Shiji took out a black robe from his space ring and put it on to cover up his miserable appearance. Then, he took a deep breath and sat down cross-legged.

He practiced his skills and began to refine the remaining poison in his body.

After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes, his gaze was as cold as ice.

He knew that if he didn't heal his wounds quickly, he would be in danger once he recovered. Therefore, he had to fight quickly.

When the Longhu Mountain disciples saw Shiji wake up, they were so frightened that they fled in all directions. How could they have time to track Shiji?

Shiji curled up the corner of his mouth into a sneer and took a step forward.

In an instant, he appeared behind a female disciple, stretched out his arm, grabbed her neck, and then threw her hard into the bushes next to him with a dull thud.

"What do you want to do?" the female disciple asked in fear, her face pale. The scene just now was too horrifying, and she was frightened out of her wits.

"You should know me. I'm Shiji." Shiji smiled faintly.

"It's you!" The female disciple's face turned even paler.

Shiji nodded slightly, then asked: "Tell me, where is your sect leader now?"

The female disciple hesitated and did not dare to speak.

"How dare you deceive Master?"

Hearing Shiji's words, the surrounding Longhushan disciples glared at the female disciple.

The female disciple trembled and gritted her teeth and said, "Yes, you are the great-grandmaster. Weren't you beaten to death by the headmaster?"

"It seems that they have all forgotten about this matter." Shiji narrowed his eyes with murderous intent.

Shi Ji stepped forward, and the female disciple was terrified and begged for mercy: "Master uncle, please spare my life! Master uncle, please spare my life!"

"Spare my life?" Shi Ji sneered, "When I was being hunted by Li Yunfeng, if I hadn't tried my best, I would have died. Do you think I will forgive you?"

"I really don't know where the headmaster is!"

Shiji raised an evil smile and waved his sleeves lightly, and the female disciple instantly turned into ashes.

Shiji was decisive in killing and never showed mercy, even if the victim was a woman.

Then, Shiji looked at the remaining disciples and asked, "What about you? Do you want to die here like her, or are you willing to help me find your headmaster?"

Those disciples looked hesitant, they knew they were no match for Shiji.

But Shiji was seriously injured after all. If he delayed for a while, his true energy would be exhausted, and then he would be at their mercy.

Thinking of this, several disciples exchanged glances, and rushed towards Shiji tacitly, each using sword techniques, palm seals, and fists to attack Shiji.

However, in Shiji's eyes, their attack was like a slow-motion replay, extremely slow, even slower than a snail crawling.

Shiji dodged easily, then reached out and grabbed two of them by the neck and threw them to the ground. (End of this chapter)