Immortality and Cultivation: I Have Too Many Talents

Chapter 520 The Styx Fisherman (Seeking Subscriptions)

Ten days later.

Li Ruyi walked out of the cave.

His steps were steady and resonant, and his aura clearly indicated that he was a True Core cultivator.

The previously somewhat blurry body became clearly defined.

Her features were delicate, her eyebrows and eyes were firm, and she had a hint of vitality.

"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Li, on condensing your True Core!"

Shen Xuan offered his congratulations.

Congratulations, Sister Ruyi!

"Wanmeng Demon Lord said with a charming laugh."

They were enthusiastic and seemed quite proud of it.

Li Ruyi bowed and said, "Thank you for protecting me, Fellow Daoist Shen and Fellow Daoist Wanmeng."

Despite the isolation array, she could still sense the fighting and the thunder of heavenly tribulation outside.

"It's just my duty."

Shen Xuan said with a smile.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

At that moment, everyone felt a sense of relief.

This perilous journey through the underworld was worthwhile.

From then on, Li Ruyi also became a high-level cultivator, stepping into a completely new level of life.

Next, after solidifying her soul, she can transform the ethereal into the real, regenerate flesh and blood, and become a true human cultivator.

Even in meditation, one can continue on the path of cultivation and attain immortality and enlightenment.

However, this path is far more arduous and difficult than ordinary spiritual practice.

"This place is no place to stay any longer. We should leave quickly!"

Shen Xuan briefly recounted the matter of the Demon Lord with the Demon Eye's sneak attack.

“What Fellow Daoist Shen said is quite right. Ruyi agrees with Fellow Daoist Shen’s conjecture. The remnant soul of the Bone Nether Demon Ancestor may very well have transformed into a Netherworld cultivator and colluded with the Demon Lord of the Demon Eyes to lure cultivators here to offer sacrifices to him.”

Thinking of the methods of the Bone Nether Demon Ancestor, Demon Lord Wanmeng couldn't help but shudder.

"Then let's get out of here! This place is too eerie, we're never coming back!"

"Wanmeng Demon Lord urged," she said.

“Shen will walk in front, and the two of you will support each other.”

After saying that, Shen Xuan transformed into a streak of light and flew towards a tributary of the River Styx.

Li Ruyi and Demon Lord Wanmeng also transformed into two streaks of light, one blue and one red, and followed closely behind.

……

A tributary of the Styx, its turbid waves surging, echoed with the wailing of vengeful spirits.

Shen Xuan, Li Ruyi, and Wanmeng Demon Lord arrived at the riverbank.

Shen Xuan was the first to stop.

Li Ruyi and Demon Lord Wanmeng landed behind him.

On the banks of the River Styx, a thick, chilling aura of the underworld permeated the air, while the opposite bank was shrouded in a vast expanse of white.

A crimson glint flashed in Shen Xuan's eyes.

The [Illusion-Breaking Spirit Eye Technique] and [Insightful Observation] are used to their fullest potential.

He vaguely sensed that a small boat was bobbing up and down on the water in the middle of a tributary of the River Styx.

An old man wearing a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat sat on the boat, holding a green bamboo fishing rod with a line lowered into the River Styx.

He wasn't fishing.

On the fishing hook, a few struggling and crying souls were strung, serving as bait.

Strangely, beneath the Styx River lurks countless ferocious water spirits and monsters, eagerly devouring the bait.

With a gentle cast of his rod, the old man could catch a spirit or water ghost of considerable rank.

Shen Xuan pondered for a moment.

He said to Li Ruyi and Demon Lord Wanmeng, "There's a little trouble ahead, I'll go deal with it."

"Wait for me here and be on guard."

After saying that, he swayed and transformed into a streak of light, silently landing at the other end of the small boat, where he stood opposite the old man.

The old man seemed oblivious, still focused on fishing.

Shen Xuan remained silent, staring intently at the old man.

After a long while, the old man finally let out a sigh of vicissitude.

"For a thousand years I have been lonely, fishing alone in the River Styx. Today, finally, a guest has come to visit."

He slowly raised his head, revealing a wrinkled face beneath his straw hat, and a pair of murky yet incredibly deep eyes, as if swirling with turbulent currents.

"Young friend, your aura is restrained, and your foundation is so profound that I have never seen anything like it in my life. The two fellow Daoists behind you, one with a clear soul and a condensed true core, and the other with a naturally alluring and demonic aura, are both rare and wonderful people."

The old man's voice was gentle, yet carried an undeniable air of authority.

"It's rare to see strangers here, and I've been lonely for a long time. Young friends, why don't you three stay here, keep me company, and discuss the Great Dao together?"

What appears to be an invitation is actually coercion.

As he spoke, the waters of the nearby River Styx began to churn.

The atmosphere was somber.

It was as if an invisible shackle was binding Shen Xuan.

Shen Xuan laughed, his clear laughter instantly shattering the invisible shackles.

"To jointly explore the Great Dao? I'm afraid I'll just become your bait, or perhaps, a physical body to be used for possession?"

His gaze was like lightning as he stared directly at the old man: "These living souls must be the remnants of those greedy demonic cultivators. You used the Demon Ancestor's legacy as bait, but what you were fishing for was the greed of cultivators. This Netherworld space arose because of you, and you used the Yin veins of this place to reincarnate as a Netherworld cultivator, barely surviving."

"Am I wrong, Bone Nether Demon Ancestor?"

The old man's gentle expression vanished instantly, replaced by a ferocious look.

His aura of vicissitude and decay suddenly changed.

A powerful pressure, as vast and unfathomable as the sea, suddenly erupted.

The waters of the River Styx began to boil, turbid waves surged into the sky, and the chilling, dark aura grew even stronger.

"Since you know who I am, you still dare to be so insolent in front of me!"

The voice of the Bone Demon Ancestor was chilling to the bone.

Shen Xuan shook his head slightly.

"Calling you Bone Nether Demon Ancestor is a sign of respect. Do you really think you're still the Supreme Elder of the White Bone Sect, Bone Nether Demon Ancestor?"

Shen Xuan's voice carried a hint of disdain.

"You are nothing but a remnant soul clinging to obsession, who, through a series of coincidences, has attained a body in the netherworld."

"You mere cultivator, putting on airs in front of me. I see your cultivation is not easy, so leave at once."

"Otherwise, I will destroy this Netherworld space, leaving your Netherworld body nowhere to rest, and your soul will be scattered!"

Having said that, Shen Xuan released his aura, and a fierce, dragon-like aura spread out, sweeping away the surrounding cold, dark energy. A great battle was about to erupt.

Shen Xuan's strategy was simple. The tougher his attitude was towards a remnant soul cultivator like the Bone Nether Demon Ancestor, the better the results.

These remnant souls, having experienced a cycle of life and death, harbor a deep fear of death.

The kinder you are, the more he will think you are weak and easily bullied.

If you take a tough stance, he will become hesitant and won't dare to go all out.

"What a loud tone!"

"Shen Xuan, if you want to take them away from here, you should at least let me see your protective skills!"

"The Bone Demon Ancestor said angrily."

However, his words left room for interpretation.

They only talked about knowledge and skills, but didn't mention life or death.

"Then I'll show you! Bring it on!"

Shen Xuan said in a deep voice.

"Junior is arrogant!"

Bone Demon Ancestor lightly swung his fishing rod.

The fishing hook, pierced by a wisp of a living soul, transformed into a dark light that tore through the soul and shot towards Shen Xuan's sea of ​​consciousness.

He made a hand seal and pointed at the River Styx.

The waters of the River Styx boiled even more, and countless resentful souls coalesced into a dark, ghostly hand that blotted out the sky and lunged at Shen Xuan.

"Little tricks!"

Faced with this overwhelming offensive, Shen Xuan did not retreat but advanced instead.

His body instantly burst forth with dazzling golden light, his figure swelled to sixteen feet tall, and he exuded an aura of invincibility.

A set of golden armor covered with mysterious runes instantly covered the golden body, the two complementing each other.

The soul-capturing dark light struck the headband of the immortal golden armor, producing a crisp metallic clang, and was forcefully deflected without causing any damage.

The enormous, ghostly hand had just grabbed Shen Xuan, who was standing sixteen feet tall.

His golden body trembled slightly.

The Yinming Ghost Hand let out a mournful cry, then instantly collapsed, turning into scattered resentful remnants of its soul, which fell like flying flowers onto the surface of the River Styx.

Then, Shen Xuan made a hand seal, his expression solemn and dignified.

Behind him, spiritual energy swirled and quickly condensed into an ancient, dark golden true dragon image, coiled in the void, its eyes wide open in anger, emitting a dragon roar that shook the heavens and the earth.

The dragon's oppressive aura spread rapidly in all directions like a tsunami.

Within a hundred feet of Shen Xuan, a self-contained domain exists, impervious to all laws!

The boiling momentum of the nearby River Styx was forcibly suppressed.

Countless resentful spirits and lingering souls in the river emitted terrified screams.

Some of those nearby were burned by the dragon's malevolent intent, sizzling and turning into wisps of cold, dark energy.

The Styx Domain controlled by the Bone Demon Ancestor was forcibly broken by Shen Xuan with his sixteen-foot golden body and true spirit dharma form.

"What a fine young man who combines physical training and martial arts!"

Upon seeing this, the Bone Demon Ancestor did not get angry but laughed.

"Let's see how long you, a junior, can last!"

He reached out with both hands to grab the River Styx, and the raging waters converged, transforming into a sharp, netherwater spear. The spearhead was wrapped with countless pained faces, and with immense force, it slammed into Shen Xuan.

In fact, Shen Xuan was unwilling to fight to the death with the Bone Nether Ancestor.

The risk is too great.

These cultivators, who have practiced in seclusion for a long time and possess memories of their past lives, are comparable in strength to Golden Core cultivators.

However, backing down won't work.

In the world of cultivation, the most practical rule is that strength reigns supreme.

Only by demonstrating strength can you gain the respect of others.

To negotiate a compromise, you must first have the strength to even be qualified to sit at the table.

That's why Shen Xuan displayed his strongest strength right from the start, without holding back at all.

He wanted to let the Bone Nether Ancestor know that in a true life-or-death struggle, even if the Bone Nether Ancestor could win, he would have to pay a heavy price.

Thinking of this, Shen Xuan's aura surged.

[Dragon Blood Boiling!]
The next moment.

Shen Xuan held the golden light rod and swung it to meet the Netherworld Water Spear!
"boom!"

The violent shockwave caused the surface of the River Styx to cave in.

The Netherworld Water Spear shattered instantly, turning into countless water droplets that fell from the sky.

The Bone Nether Demon Ancestor's expression changed slightly.

He made another hand seal, and countless twisted runes rose from the River Styx beneath his feet, forming a massive Soul Devouring Array that enveloped Shen Xuan.

Shen Xuan shook his head again, a mocking look on his lips.

"Ancestor Bone Nether, is this all the tricks you've got?"

With a thought, Shen Xuan vanished from the spot.

A few breaths later, it appeared outside the Soul Devouring Array.

Holding the Ice Soul Divine Sword, he pointed it towards the Vengeful Soul Devouring Array.

The refined Xuanbing sword energy transformed into a solidified ice dragon, crashing violently into the Wraith Devouring Spirit Array.

In just a few breaths, it was frozen solid.

"What are you doing!"

The old ancestor of the Bone Nether changed color again.

This is the Netherworld, under his control.

However, just now, Shen Xuan displayed an extremely strange technique, appearing out of the Netherworld space out of thin air and then casually entering it again.

This broke the domain laws within the Netherworld.

This left the Bone Nether Ancestor completely bewildered.

This also means that Shen Xuan can ignore his existence and freely enter and exit the Netherworld space.

"I am a celestial being, content wherever fate takes me. What can this mere underworld do to me!"

Shen Xuan chuckled and said.

The two exchanged blows for over a hundred breaths on the River Styx.

The Bone Demon Ancestor employed various methods, including forceful attacks, illusion arrays, and soul erosion.

They all returned empty-handed.

Shen Xuan possessed three layers of protection: a sixteen-foot golden body, immortal golden battle armor, and a true spirit dharma form. He then unleashed ice magic, water magic, and lightning magic in quick succession, countering each move as it came.

Moreover, he can travel through time and space at any time, becoming invisible and causing the Bone Demon Ancestor's attacks to miss.

"almost!"

Shen Xuan unleashed [Wrath of the Thunder God] once more, transforming into a hundred-foot-long bolt of lightning that shattered the Netherworld Hand of the Bone Nether Demon Ancestor.

"Bone Nether Demon Ancestor, if you continue fighting, I will destroy your Netherworld space!"

(End of this chapter)