In my twilight years of cultivating, I became a Supreme Daoist of the Longevity Path-Chapter 982

Chapter 982: 393: The inscrutable Heavenly Will, supporting each other!

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Longevity is longevity,

but if one simply clings to life without protecting the Dao, it’s easy to end up like Brother Fu and the Ancestor: their Dao foundations damaged, left to count the days slowly passing, ultimately facing their end.

Every day I examine myself three times to understand why I’m still not strong enough.

Chen Dengming, smelling the fragrance of pear blossoms wafting in from outside, invited the Mini Array Spirit to step out of the cave dwelling with him.

Counting the time, four months had already passed.

He had once tried to contact Chu Xun to no avail, and then he secretly infiltrated the depths of the Soul Devouring Old Demon’s spirit, stealing a piece of intelligence.

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The Counterattack Cultivator Alliance should be ready to close the net by now.

As for the Ferocious Ghost Chu Xun, he still hadn’t completed his breakthrough, which seemed a bit suspicious.

However, Chen Dengming couldn’t rashly attempt to forcefully awaken Old Zhu; he had planned to try once more.

If he still couldn’t awaken Chu Xun through the Hall of Human Heart, he would seek out the Starfall Nether Spring Ghost Monarch for some news.

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Meanwhile.

In the Southern Region, near the territory of the Vajra Potala Sect,

there was a cliff wall resembling the jagged teeth of a dog, pointing straight to the heavens.

Not a blade of grass grew on the precipice, marked only by numerous rough lines as if carved by countless great axes.

This place was forever shrouded in miasma; within the miasma lay mountains of bones, emitting a stench of decay that assaulted the nostrils—an incubator of sins, where demons lurked in the shadows, ready to embark on a bloodthirsty rampage.

Even in daylight, the area was enveloped in a chilling, sinister atmosphere that suppressed and frightened anyone who approached.

It was hard to imagine that such a place could exist in the well-renowned Southern Region, a prime territory of Buddhism.

On this day.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh—

Beams of Spiritual Light swiftly streaked across the sky with intimidating Spiritual Might.

Suddenly, one of the figures let out a long howl as a giant sword on its back screeched, transforming into an astonishing dragon silhouette that aggressively surged toward the figure in front.

“Blood Killing Demon Monarch!

Surrender now, your resistance is futile!”

“Bullshit!!”

Among the two fleeing beams of Spiritual Light ahead, an old man with blood-red hair and beard furiously formed a seal to activate a defensive magic treasure.

In an instant, a bone-chilling white bone blood shield appeared, blocking the oncoming giant dragon silhouette sword.

Bang!!

Sword and shield collided!

A deafening sound exploded outward, the fierce spiritual pressures stirring up the air, whipping up a cloud of dust and pebbles that danced wildly between the cliffs below.

The Blood Killing Demon Monarch had barely managed to stop the strike from Shangguan Linjiang, the Hualong True Monarch.

Before the Blood Killing Demon Monarch had a chance to catch his breath, another bracelet flashed with white brilliance, swelling with the wind into a massive, heavy stone roller bearing down upon him.

“Clang!—”

The white bone blood shield let out a piercing metallic tremor, suddenly shrinking as it violently vibrated, revealing multiple weak points in its defenses.

“Damn it!

Why are they only targeting me?”

The Blood Killing Demon Monarch’s face turned pale, and before he could process the imminent danger, the dragon silhouette giant sword broke into myriad tiny dragon silhouette sword lights, bombarding him relentlessly.

Boom boom boom—

The Spiritual Light scattered, the white bone blood shield let out a mournful noise as it shrunk.

The Blood Killing Demon Monarch let out a piercing scream, violently struck by the sword light and plummeting from the clouds, his mind reeling.

Before he could make another move, a cascade of magic treasures descended from the sky, burying him instantly.

In an instant, his Nascent Soul true body was also battered to a pulp.

With a wretched scream, a blood-colored Nascent Soul barely had time to escape its fleshly shell before a Nascent Soul True Monarch holding a precious pagoda captured it.

Thanks to this buffer, the other streak of Spiritual Light had already made its escape, disappearing into the territory of the Vajra Potala Sect ahead.

“Chase!”

A flicker of light, and a black halberd shot across the sky, full of vigor.

Atop the halberd was none other than the burly and broad-browed Qiao Zhaoxian.

“Nephew Qiao!

No need to chase further!”

Hualong True Monarch Shangguan Linjiang, with a shaking head and smile, stopped him, “The territory of the Vajra Potala Sect is right ahead.”

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Qiao Zhaoxian was startled and frowned, “What of the Vajra Potala Sect’s territory?

Are we to shy away from pursuing the Soul Devouring Old Demon for fear of them?

Those baldies sat by and watched when the Four Regions fell; if they dare obstruct us now, we’ll flatten their temples!

If Buddha does not ferry the common folk, what use is our faith?”

“Ah, Fellow Cultivator Qiao, please be cautious with your words.”

“Cautious my ass.

Ever since Brother Chen became a Nascent Soul and was named Fighting Longevity Monarch, I’ve been tired of carrying the title of ‘strongest below Nascent Soul.’ I must follow in Brother Chen’s footsteps this time and put my halberd to the test against a Nascent Soul!”

Shangguan Linjiang and the Gourd Sword Monarch of Gourd Sword Island watched Qiao Zhaoxian flush with anger, both unable to help but chuckle.

However, they both were aware of the astonishing combat power of this Heavenly Dao Cultivator; now that he was a Nascent Soul, he was eager to find a weaker Nascent Soul to battle against.

The Soul Devouring Old Demon, who was reforging his body, was still in recovery, making him the perfect target for the other party.

The Gourd Sword Monarch smiled gently and transmitted his voice quietly, “Nephew Qiao, no need to rage.

We did not deliberately let the Soul Devouring Old Demon go.

Instead, it was Brother Chen, Sect Leader Chen, who personally instructed Elder Zuo.

If we encounter the Soul Devouring Old Demon, we must allow him to escape.”

“My Brother Chen?” Qiao Zhaoxian was taken aback, “Why?

Don’t fool me!”

“I’m not fooling you.” Shangguan Linjiang smiled and transmitted, “This Soul Devouring Old Demon is actually a spy developed by Sect Leader Chen.

He provided a lot of valuable intelligence to our Counterattack Cultivator Alliance in the past, greatly aiding us.”

Qiao Zhaoxian was completely flabbergasted, finding it hard to believe.

No way?

The Soul Devouring Old Demon’s body was ruined by Chen Dengming, forcing him to reforge his body.

And yet he could still be controlled by Chen Dengming as a secret agent?

How on earth did this Brother Chen manage that?

Shangguan Linjiang and the Gourd Sword Monarch exchanged a glance, both inwardly impressed.

Sect Leader Chen, such ingenious tactics.

Having briefly encountered the Soul Devouring Old Demon, they too had admired him.

Although an undercover asset, he disguised himself so convincingly as a true enemy, striking with ruthless and merciless intent, and his expressions of desperation and a strong desire to live seemed all too genuine.

With such exceptional acting skills, it’s no wonder he remained undetected as a spy among the shrewd and cunning leaders of the Magical Way for so long, and now he even managed to entrap the Blood Killing Demon Monarch, who had eluded capture for so long.

Sect Leader Chen deserves the highest merit…

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