I attained immortality through meditation in the Great Qian Dynasty.

"Hold on tight."

Zhao Zian gave a soft reminder, a thought flashing through his mind.

The tip of the azure flying sword rose slightly, then shot into the sky, trailing a long tail of flame!

"what!"

The feeling of weightlessness and the terrifying speed made Murong Qingxue cry out in alarm.

She could no longer care about being reserved and hugged Zhao Zian's waist tightly with both hands.

The wind whistled in their ears, and white clouds swept past them.

Zhao Zian felt a soft touch and warm breath coming from his waist.

My body stiffened slightly, but I quickly recovered.

He channeled his spiritual power, creating a protective aura around the flying sword to keep out the raging wind.

The wind died down, and the world became quiet.

Murong Qingxue then dared to slowly open her eyes.

She saw a magnificent sight she had never seen before.

The majestic mountain range stretches out beneath our feet.

The feeling of soaring through the sky and looking down on all living beings swept away the fear and tension in her heart.

She stole a glance at the man in front of her, and a sense of security welled up inside her.

Zhao Zian was having two things on his mind at this moment.

He controlled the flying sword to traverse the clouds at an astonishing speed.

He spread out his powerful divine sense, covering an area of ​​dozens of miles below.

And so, the flying sword sped along, and in the blink of an eye, it had penetrated deep into the heart of the Yunze Mountains.

Suddenly, Zhao Zian frowned slightly.

At the end of his consciousness, in a canyon about fifty miles away.

Several powerful spiritual energies are colliding and exploding violently.

Clearly, there were cultivators engaged in a life-or-death battle.

Such things are common in the cultivation world, and he didn't want to meddle.

But just as he was about to change direction and go around,

One of the spiritual energies that was being besieged felt strangely familiar to him.

That aura wasn't particularly strong, probably at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage.

It's already very serious at this moment.

However, the way his spiritual energy circulated was surprisingly similar to the "Longevity Technique" he cultivated.

What happened?

The Secret of Longevity was passed down from our ancestors in a dream.

Logically speaking, there shouldn't be a second person in the world who could do this.

Zhao Zian hovered his flying sword, using all his divine sense to probe in that direction.

"Why did you stop?"

Murong Qingxue sensed the change in speed and asked.

"There are people fighting with magic up ahead."

Zhao Zian's words were concise and to the point.

"I might know one of them."

"know?"

Murong Qingxue was somewhat surprised.

Zhao Zian didn't explain much; his curiosity led him to make the decision.

Fortune is found in danger, and opportunities often come with risks.

Now that we've encountered this opportunity, we can't let it slip away easily.

He controlled his flying sword and flew towards a steep mountain peak on the side of the battlefield.

He planned to observe the situation carefully before making a decision.

The little white fox on his shoulder also sensed the chaos in the distance.

Suddenly, it began to speak in human language.

"There's a demonic aura! A strong smell of blood and demonic energy, along with the presence of three humans."

"One is dying, the other two... are very strong, and very annoying!"

Evil aura?

Zhao Zian's gaze sharpened.

A chaotic battle between cultivators and demons?

Or is it a wicked cultivator who commands demons?

The flying sword quickly landed on the top of the mountain.

From this vantage point, one can have a panoramic view of the battle unfolding in the canyon below.

In the middle of the canyon, there was a scene of utter devastation.

An old Taoist priest wearing a tattered robe was leaning against a huge rock.

He had a gaping hole in his chest, the wound from front to back was bloody.

Before him, a whisk burning with golden flames fell to the ground.

Opposite him stood two people dressed in black robes.

Beside the two men in black robes, two enormous demonic beasts were also lying prostrate!

One was a monster that was entirely black, shaped like a wolf, but with wings growing from its ribs.

On the other side was a giant python covered in blue scales.

Both of these demonic beasts possessed the strength of the late Foundation Establishment stage!

"Xuan Yangzi, you can't escape now."

One of the hoarse voices rang out.

"Hand over the 'Pure Yang Elixir Classic,' and we can give you a quick death."

The old Taoist priest, known as Xuan Yangzi, gave a bitter laugh.

"Evil forces! They dare to covet the inheritance of my Pure Yang Palace! Wishful thinking!"

"Even if it costs me my soul and spirit, I will never let this alchemical scripture fall into your hands!"

Chunyang Palace?

The Pure Yang Elixir Classic?

On the mountain peak, Zhao Zian heard these words.

He suddenly remembered that his ancestor had transmitted the Dharma in a dream.

He once mentioned his origins—he was the last descendant of Chunyang Palace, a major Taoist sect that was destroyed thousands of years ago!

And this "Longevity Manual" is the fundamental law of the Pure Yang Palace!

Could it be that... this old Taoist priest below is a descendant of Chunyang Palace?

Is it one of my fellow disciples?

The moment this thought arose, Zhao Zian's gaze changed completely.

Fellow disciples!

Our ancestors appeared in our dreams and passed down our lineage.

He, Zhao Zian, is the only successor of the Chunyang Palace in this world.

Now, he has witnessed his fellow disciples suffering and their lineage on the verge of extinction.

These evil spirits deserve to be killed!

"Stay here, don't go down."

Zhao Zian's voice was low.

"They are not ordinary cultivators; their methods are unpredictable. Your cultivation is still shallow, and going down there will only make you a burden."

Murong Qingxue looked at his tense profile.

"But……"

She tried to say something, but was interrupted by Zhao Zian.

"The Taoist priest down there is my fellow disciple."

One sentence explains everything.

Murong Qingxue's worries turned into understanding, and she nodded emphatically.

Be careful.

Zhao Zian said no more and fixed his gaze on the canyon below.

Two men in black robes, two late-stage Foundation Establishment level demonic beasts, and a heavily injured Xuan Yangzi.

Forcing your way in is definitely not the best strategy.

We must strike decisively and destroy one of them first!

His gaze fell on the giant python.

Monsters are monsters after all; they are not very intelligent.

Although its defense is strong, its reaction time is inevitably slower than that of human cultivators.

That's it!

The spiritual power of the "Longevity Technique" within Zhao Zi'an's body began to circulate wildly.

"If you see that things are not going well, immediately run in the direction we came from, and don't look back."

Leaving behind his last words, Zhao Zian made his move.

He leaped into the air and plummeted straight down from the mountain peak, which was hundreds of feet high!

He merged with the flying sword beneath his feet in mid-air, transforming into a stream of azure light!

……

In the canyon.

The man in black robes was approaching Xuan Yangzi step by step.

"Old man, you won't listen to reason, so you'll have to suffer the consequences."

"Since you refuse to hand it over, then we'll have no choice but to search your soul."

"It must have tasted awful, hahaha!"

Xuan Yangzi leaned against the boulder, blood continuously gushing from his mouth.

He was prepared to self-destruct his golden core and perish together with the demon.

The legacy of Chunyang Palace must not be lost in his hands!

Just then, a powerful pressure descended from the sky!

"Who goes there?!"

The two men in black robes suddenly looked up.

All they saw was a streak of blue light piercing through the heavens and the earth!

That's incredibly fast!

They were moving so fast that their divine senses could barely keep up with them!

The blue rainbow's target was none other than the giant blue-scaled python that was flicking its tongue!

"You beast! Watch out!"

The man in black robes tried to help, but it was too late.

"Pfft—!"

A sound of flesh being torn apart echoed throughout the canyon.