Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons-Chapter 553 - 481 Can You Handle This Blame

Chapter 553: Chapter 481: Can You Handle This Blame?

Chapter 553 -481: Can You Handle This Blame?

[After slaying the Return to Void Realm Golden Patterned Turtle Demon, total lifespan of 216,000 years remained, a remaining lifespan of 98,000 years has been fully absorbed.]

There’s an old saying, “A thousand years for a softshell turtle, ten thousand for a turtle.”

Although they were beings with cultivation, the longevity of their species was not as apparent, but it was still noticeable that their lifespans were slightly longer than other demons.

They were nearly catching up to those Dragon Descendants.

Shen Yi tidied up the corpses a bit; there were nineteen demons in total, including eight Golden Patterned Turtle Demons.

A hint of anticipation flashed through his eyes.

In such a critical moment facing a great enemy, he truly lacked some usable companions by his side.

Could the eight Golden Patterned Turtle Demons possibly give his strength another breakthrough?

With this thought in mind, Shen Yi looked at the panel.

[Remaining demon lifespan: 1,221,000 years. Able to be condensed.]

The vast lifespan surpassing a million years seemed somewhat terrifying just to behold.

Yet Shen Yi couldn’t help but feel slightly embarrassed by his riches.

He already possessed a considerable number of Town Stones at his disposal, excluding the Golden Patterned Turtle Demons, which shared his bloodline. Today he had gathered as many as twelve statues, plus the two Dragon Descendant guards left over from before.

Fourteen Town Stones; the required demon lifespan was almost incalculable.

“Huh.”

Shen Yi steadied his emotions.

He knew achieving the realm that would take the geniuses tens of thousands of years to reach in an extremely short time warranted such a tremendous consumption.

He first exchanged twenty pieces of Demon Origin, then condensed another Town Stone.

He began reshaping the Demon Soul of the Turtle Demon youth.

The corpses of the eight Golden Patterned Turtle Demons quickly flowed into the Town Stone, and as the stone skin fell away, a huge and horrifying demon emerged.

The Demon Soul swallowed all the origins.

Shen Yi supplemented it with another seven pieces according to the situation, finally elevating it to precious grade.

In the next moment, the Demon Soul surged into the statue of the Town Stone.

As the Turtle Demon opened its eyes, the fine gold patterns on its body nearly coalesced into a whole, dazzling and splendid. Its blood mingled with the mixture, and its aura surged again!

The slight release of aura caused even Ke Shisan to take notice.

“Ho…”

After all, it was part of his seventh brother’s command, and Ke Shisan had seen these turtles many times.

But he had never seen such a bloodline with astonishing presence.

“Return to Void twelfth level?” it voiced subconsciously.

“Not yet.”

Shen Yi looked at the measuring pillar that had been prepared in advance and saw unmistakable golden light breaking through the first-rank line, surpassing two-thirds of the marker, but ultimately it failed to fill the entire column.

“It’s just that I am too young,” Ke Shisan felt somewhat envious.

Otherwise, with the Yellow Poison Dragon bloodline in its veins, if it had the same amount of time, it would have been on par with White Jade Capital long ago.

“…”

Shen Yi didn’t quite understand what there was to compare.

But, having obtained such a high-quality Dao Pillar, he was still in a good mood.

The previous palace elevations went smoothly.

However, Shen Yi had once heard from his elder Xuan Qing that for cultivators like him, it was after the ninth level of Return to Void that the true test began.

Even with the other’s talent, he came close to touching the fringes of the Heavenly Palace.

Shen Yi didn’t presume he was stronger than Xuan Qing. The Immortal Palace wasn’t out of reach, but sometimes he wondered, if he could gather eleven layers of Heavenly Palace, would there be something different?

He needed to prepare in advance for the breakthrough to the complete Return to Void.

With this in mind, Shen Yi refocused his mind and returned his gaze to the panel.

The rest weren’t really worth choosing from.

They were all aquatic race demons of the Return to Void ninth level, carefully selected warriors. The bloodline of Dragon Descendant guards was probably a bit stronger, but not by much.

Shen Yi began to condense the Demon Origin once again.

As time went by, another seven Town Stones became visible.

[Remaining demon lifespan: 83,000 years]

It was exactly the same as before he came to Xuan Yue City, not a bit more was left.

Shen Yi didn’t rush to elevate the palace but took out all the Town Stones and left them in the courtyard.

In the past, Nanyang Sect had personally nurtured the strength of these vassals.

Now, Shen Yi had to personally reclaim them, not relying solely on so-called “legitimacy.”

The night wind brushed by.

Two figures disappeared into the City Lord’s mansion.

…

The next morning.

An almost sleepless night for nearly half the people in the City Lord’s mansion.

Before the sky even brightened,

they gathered far outside that courtyard.

However, the Aquatic Race left even earlier, and it was only when someone found an excuse to approach and ask for an audience that they discovered everyone was already gone.

By the time the rooster crowed thrice,

above Xuan Yue City, roaring waves surged again, and the two Twin-Winged Yellow Dragon Flags fluttered in the wind.

Several silhouettes were faintly visible within the clouds and mist, all emitting formidable auras.

In the midst of the water waves, there was a vibrantly red sedan chair, exquisitely luxurious.

Yet it seemed incredibly jarring to the citizens of Xuan Yue City.

“They want Miss Yin to go there herself?”

“What kind of preposterous wedding procession is this?!”

Murmurs of dissatisfaction rose from the City Lord’s mansion; the Dragon Palace was not even leaving the City Lord a shred of dignity.

Showing such an aggressive attitude, were they not afraid of provoking the wrath of the Immortal Sects!

Even without the Heavenly Sword Sect, they still had the Nanyang Sect behind them.

At that moment, as the people of the City Lord’s mansion watched in horror, the City Lord, with some lingering grogginess from the night’s drinking, unusually made his way from the depths of the mansion.

Standing in the open, he gazed up at the sky with a daze.

After a long silence,

Yin Qizhang unexpectedly raised his arms and bowed to the figures above.

Those who witnessed it turned pale.

The City Lord’s nonchalant attitude towards the Dragon Flag the day before at least showed his displeasure, merely conceding because the situation demanded it, considering the welfare of so many citizens in his city.

But this bow seemed to symbolize his complete submission.