Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 503 Tianye
On the edge of the South China Sea, high gray cliffs rise, and islands are scattered around.

This cliff is located southeast of Baitang, quite far away, already outside the territory of the "Azure Sea Clear Waves Dragon King". A thousand miles further south lies the tomb mountain where owls dwell.

All around, there was only this stretch of gray sea cliffs and scattered islands, isolated in the vast ocean.

The craggy rocks and charcoal, filled with demonic energy, are carried by the winds and ocean currents and accumulate year-round at the foot of the cliff.

Therefore, the seawater here is murky and the sky is dim, so few immortals or demons come here, making it a place where filth and evil dwell.

Now, the Whale is in charge here.

The leaden cloud formed from the charcoal embers of the demonic barrier split open, and a figure in black robes stepped out into the air, his brows and eyes fierce—it was Chong Mang.

This demon king of the Nether Whale lineage possessed only one divine ability: [Calming the Storm].

His cultivation was shallow, his magical artifacts were mediocre, and he had never mastered any powerful spells. Even though he was fortunate enough to be invited to the banquet of the Lanqing Dragon King, he was placed at the very end.

It was only because the dragon saw that the Nether Whale had worked hard to gather these demonic ash and debris from Gray Cliff year-round that he was allowed to go.

He returned from the banquet and looked around at his surroundings with considerable disgust.

The evil karma left behind by the fallen True Lord [Xianxiong] has all been brought to this gray cliff, making the spiritual energy filthy and the malevolent aura soaring to the sky.

Therefore, no immortals or demons would come here; instead, it became a place for them to raise their blood and food.

'It seems the path of Ren water that my brother sought is severed, but the path of blood qi…'

Thinking of this, a chill quietly rose from the bottom of Chongmang's heart. He and Yuncang were not brothers, but only fellow members of the Youjing.

Out of consideration for their shared clan, the elder brother recognized him as his sworn brother and helped him ascend to the Purple Palace, together supporting the Youjing lineage and settling in the Heavenly Pool.

But it's not necessarily true that Yun Cang treated him very well.

To this day, his elder brother has not passed on the cultivation method of [Annihilation and Separation] to him, leaving him trapped in a single supernatural power.

In the past, he dared not ask for it directly, but could only hint at it indirectly, only to be calmly turned away by Yun Cang each time.

Chongmang had already begun to speculate about the reasons behind this.

From beginning to end, this elder brother only cared about his own lineage; brotherly affection and kinship were completely foreign to him.

The reason I fought the stone man was for that [Tai Cang Xuan Yun], so that I could continue my path of cultivation.

Now, not only have they failed to obtain the spiritual object, they have also offended the Mingze Dragon Court.

This path... Ren water is naturally out of the question, but blood qi is another matter.

Chongmang had obtained several scrolls of blood qi cultivation methods from Yuncang to store blood for his elder brother, so he naturally had some understanding of them.

Blood Qi is a method of sharing food, and it is also a highly inclusive lineage. It is an ancient demonic path that only came after the near-death experience, and it is also the foundation upon which the human race prospered.

Even if he couldn't cultivate supernatural powers, there was no guarantee that this elder brother didn't intend to devour his blood relative in order to enhance his supernatural abilities.

Now, only he and Yun Cang remain among the remaining whales in the South China Sea!
He was pondering how to steal the cultivation technique from his elder brother and continue his journey when he heard complete silence from the gray cliffs, without a single sound.

The blood-feeding creatures that used to be kept around the island are gone, and the patrolling monsters are also gone, as if they have vanished into thin air. However, the supernatural power of the Ren water in the sea is still very strong.

'Has he gone mad? Has he devoured all the blood food?'

Chongmang was taken aback, thinking that his elder brother had gone mad. However, he was reluctant to part with his savings over the years and that scroll of martial arts techniques. He hesitated and dared not enter the sea.

The seawater suddenly burst open, and the head of a whale as huge as a mountain emerged.

His pale, demonic eyes were unfocused, and his body struggled and twisted in pain, yet he dared not make any rash moves, with countless surging, silvery-white runes imprinted on his body.

On the whale's head, a young man in a dark black robe stood with his hands behind his back, the thunder mace beside him firmly embedded in the whale's body.

The Heavenly Punishment Thunder Mace is an instrument of torture. Once struck, it inflicts the pain of being struck by ten thousand thunderbolts and dismembered by a thousand blades.

The victim's physical body remains unharmed, but the internal pain is trapped within, layer upon layer, increasing with each passing moment.

Historically, most of those who suffered this punishment committed suicide because they could not bear the pain.

Yuan Jia exhaled lightly, and the [Universal Transformation Primordial Record] was activated on his body. Naturally, the Youjing, who cultivated the Blood Qi Demonic Path, could not escape his grasp. If it were someone who cultivated pure Ren Water, it would be a bit more troublesome.

He looked up, his silver eyes bright, a slight smile appearing at the corner of his mouth, revealing his sharp white teeth.

At this moment, Yuan Jia reached out and pressed down on the Thunder Mace. With a slight movement of his supernatural power, Yun Cang below let out a miserable howl that almost shook the heavens and the earth.

"Brother, save me!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Chongmang above almost burned his life force, unleashing his full power. Even when facing the stone man, he had never fought so desperately.

Then he turned and fled outside without looking back.

As the dark lake appeared, Chong Mang was nearly scared to death. How could he not recognize the person in front of him? He was the prodigy of the Mo Qilin lineage!

As a descendant of a Great Sage and an ancient species of the Thunder Palace, killing him wouldn't take much effort.

Not to mention that Chongmang had also extensively consumed blood essence, practiced demonic arts, and refined many aquatic beings.

At this moment, his physical body began to ache faintly, as if a heavy pressure was falling from the heavens and earth.

Thunderclouds surged from all directions, silver lightning leaped, and suddenly an ancient and majestic execution platform appeared in front, with the Thunder Immortal Guillotine on it exuding a chilling killing intent, and blood flowing everywhere.

He was imprisoned and had no power to resist. In an instant, he was cut down and thrown into the sea. His breath was weak, and his body was pierced by heavy chains of lightning, making it impossible for him to escape.

"Done."

Yuan Jia smiled freely. At this moment, he raised his hand and summoned a celestial ring with five thunderbolts surrounding it. The light of heavenly strikes shot out in layers, causing Yun Cang's demonic eyes below to widen.

The ghostly whale knew its death was imminent, and said fiercely:

"Countless demons in the world consume blood and qi, why has your Qilin singled me out? The Thunder Palace has abandoned morality and the path of immortality, what does your Qilin still hold dear! The lineage of Shi Mo is merely a mount for humans, unworthy to be descendants of the Great Sage!"

Yuan Jia's expression grew cold as he silently offered the Five Thunder Binding Ring to the spirit of Yun Cangtian. The five thunders swirled, captivating the soul.

"All demonic disciples under heaven deserve to be punished, and I will naturally kill them all one by one. However, I do not believe in the morality of the Thunder Palace. It is only by killing you that I can make my supernatural powers more extensive and my cultivation higher, so I have done it."

A sneer appeared on his lips, and the Heavenly Strike Light on the Qilin Ring suddenly erupted.

The body of this ghost whale quickly shattered and dissolved, its life force disintegrating.

The colossal demonic body began to transform into layers of dark clouds and gloomy Ren water, which surprisingly neutralized the surrounding demonic ash and allowed Gray Cliff's spiritual energy to show signs of recovery.

"This is?"

Yuan Jia's expression turned slightly solemn as he looked at Yun Cang's shattered demon body.

Within it was a beating, blood-red heart, with rings of dark red thorns piercing it, slowly drawing blood and sending it into the void.

The life force of a powerful demon in the mid-stage of the Purple Mansion realm was drained in an instant and sent to an unknown location.

Even when Yuan Jia activated his magical treasure, most of the blood energy still escaped.

Yun Cang's Nether Whale body collapsed with a deafening roar, and the flow of energy surged and billowed across the heavens and earth, but the strange phenomenon of the blood energy divine power's demise was missing. Yuan Jia raised his hand, and the black scales, forged from black iron, gleamed brightly. Controlling the laws of heaven, he immediately summoned the Chongmang that had fallen into the sea in the distance.

The black Qilin pressed down on the opponent's crown with one hand, unleashing a burst of lightning, a black and white intertwining, and exerting its power with a thunderous roar.

Chongmang's head began to deform and shatter under this terrifying pressure.

He screamed repeatedly, his cries of agony unbearable, even his Purple Mansion could not withstand the pain of the thunder evolving in this heavenly tribulation.

Instead of killing him outright, the other party slowly tortured him little by little with this exorcising lightning!
Before he returned to the sea, his elder brother had endured countless tortures and torments, which were even more demonic than the methods of the Nether Whales.

"By what right? By what right? Yuan Jia, haven't you ever wantonly taken a life? Haven't you ever struck an innocent body with lightning? You—"

"No."

Yuan Jia spoke leisurely, tightly gripping the top of the ghost whale's head and lifting it up.

Drops of crimson blood fell into the sea, staining the area red. The aura of Ren water dissipated, truly neutralizing the spiritual energy of this evil place.

"Those I killed were all people who deserved to die."

Thunder erupted, and heavenly tribulation descended.

Chongmang was completely annihilated in the punishment of She Lei, and met with the strange phenomenon of Yun Cang's fall, turning this sea area into a sacred land of Ren water, with great waves sweeping away the evil.
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Off the sea.

Beyond the East China Sea lies a vast outer sea, so expansive it is almost larger than the East China Sea itself, and most of it is outside the jurisdiction of the Dragons.

This vast outer sea is chaotic, a melting pot of immortals, demons, and sorcerers, and even contains many ancient grottoes hanging high above, the most famous being those containing gold, wood, and fire.

At this moment, there is a sea area far from the Grey Cliff, located on the edge of the outer sea. Further north is the Grey Cliff, and even the White Pond at the southeast corner.

Within the vast void, the azure light of the Yi Wood surged ceaselessly, climbing and extending everywhere like a living thing, with many illusions such as monkeys climbing the wood and swarms of bees gathering blood.

A demonic heart, its size about the size of a millstone, manifested here, its size fluctuating. Within it flowed a dark, murky water, emanating a chilling aura.

The demon heart gradually shrank, turning into a circle, with extremely dense blood light condensing on it. Finally, it was grasped by a slender, fair hand, which held it quite tightly.

A woman in a dark blue dress appeared, becoming a refreshing touch of green in the vast void. She had a beautiful face, a slender waist and a fair neck, but her eyes seemed somewhat narrow-minded.

Her demonic heart pounded, and crimson blood flowed incessantly from her hands, making her skin appear even whiter.

"The Ghost Whale is dead. All of the Thorn Lord's arrangements were in vain, but it can still be used to some extent."

The woman spoke softly, and the flesh on her hand gradually melted, transforming the demon heart into a shimmering red pomegranate, glistening and tempting to look at.

She descended on the wind and landed on a lonely island in the azure sea, where towering ancient trees grew, blocking out the sun.

At the very center is a bronze altar with twelve steps, inscribed with ancient Zhou Dynasty texts, profound and mysterious, intended for entrusting one's life and guiding one's spiritual path.

Above, a young man dressed in a maroon robe sat in meditation. He was quite handsome, with eyes as black as lacquer, but the white scales on his neck had turned azure, exuding the aura of wood.

"A real person."

The young man stood up, stopped his cultivation, and looked very respectful.

This person was none other than the last surviving member of the Ye family of Qingtang. He looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old, but his cultivation level was already at the early stage of Qi Refining, and his aura was even increasing at a visible rate.

Above him hung a precious green wooden seal, inscribed with the words: "Heavenly Leaf Mysterious Branch, Dao Armor Seal".

A woman walked gracefully by, smiling, carrying a bright red pomegranate in her hand.

With a casual gesture, she sent the object to the green wood seal, where it emitted a red light that nourished the boy's life, its gentle blood energy surging ceaselessly.

"Yanzhen, how's the cultivation technique you were taught coming along?"

Ye Yanzhen immediately replied respectfully:
"The Daoist doctrines in the 'Tianye Xunjia Book' are complex. I have carefully studied the Qi Refining and Foundation Building methods within it. At my current pace, I should be able to establish my foundation in about thirty years."

You're underestimating yourself.

The woman chuckled softly and said slowly:
"It will be much faster than you think, in another ten years."

"This"

The boy standing to the side changed his expression slightly, seemingly somewhat uneasy:
"[Jinghua], is my Ye clan truly based on Jia wood? I've heard my father say that our clan descends from the blood of the Great Qi Emperor and was scattered overseas, so we should be based on Guang wood."

"You still think you're of the Ye family bloodline?"

Jinghua slowly stepped forward, walked up to the young man, and casually pulled him into her arms, so close that they could smell each other's breath.

She was extremely beautiful and possessed supernatural powers. Her intimate actions would drive countless men crazy, but the young man surnamed Ye dared not show the slightest disrespect. His body was stiff, and he closed his eyes and held his breath.

"That lecherous dragon Dongfang Guangyu has produced respectable offspring."

Jinghua gently stroked the top of the head of the person in front of her, her eyes soft and loving, but it was not as if she was looking at a person, but rather as if she was looking at a fine piece of porcelain.

"The Ye family of Daqi, tracing their origins, are descendants of the Tianye Palace."

"This path was established during the Zhou Dynasty and is one of the ten palaces proposed by later generations. It is ranked alongside me [Chang Su] and presides over the Wood element, just like [Wu Heng] and [Qing Yang].

"The Great Elder Ji Yue used the technique of occupying the nest to gather the remaining fortune of the Ye clan into your body, tracing the ancient lineage to repair the Heavenly Leaf."

The woman hugged the boy in front of her even tighter, almost melting him into her body, making him feel suffocated and his face look like he was about to die.

Jinghua had other considerations in mind. The most important destiny of this young man was brought by Dongfang Guangyu. It was the water element that could generate wood, and the dragon shape in it was even more crucial!
She let go, and the person in her arms immediately collapsed to the ground, breathing weakly.

After a while, the boy gradually came to his senses, knelt on the ground, his eyes lowered, and remained silent, which made the thorns above feel somewhat bored.

"With my Dao-encompassing secret method, your cultivation speed up until you reach the Purple Mansion will be extremely fast. Whether you succeed or not will depend on yourself."

The vitex flower smiled slightly.

She cultivated the supernatural power "Monkey Climbing Wood," which was a first-rate method of bewitching and teaching evil, and she firmly controlled the boy's mind.

"Yanzhen understands."

The young man's voice was extremely respectful, not daring to disobey in the slightest. Having fallen into the hands of this demon, he had suffered countless tortures, yet he dared not harbor the slightest thought of resistance.

"The Azure Leaf Sky in the South China Sea will surely appear, and your opportunity to achieve the Purple Mansion realm lies within it. Seize the opportunity well."

"Yes."

Ye Yanzhen responded respectfully again, but no sound came from above, and he dared not raise his head.

It wasn't until half a day later that he slowly got up and exhaled a breath of stale air.

Beneath the Azure Wood Seal, the pomegranate shimmering with red light continuously emitted essence, surging into his body and causing his cultivation to grow rapidly, regardless of his foundation.

The young man returned to the bronze platform and continued to comprehend the "True Method of Covering the Sky and Penetrating the Void" in the "Book of Heavenly Leaves and Following the Armor". He was completely absorbed in it and was not shaken by the torment he had suffered at the hands of the demon.

"A single leaf transforms into armor, blotting out the sky and the sun."

His voice gradually filled with boundless longing and hope, and he truly showed emotional fluctuation, solemnly saying:
"Once the supernatural power is achieved, it becomes [Covering the Sky Leaf]."

(End of this chapter)