Longevity: My Talents Are a Bit Abundant-Chapter 352: Wipe Them Out Completely

Looking at the "Yu Wenzhi" that suddenly appeared before him, Shen Xuan’s eyebrows slightly furrowed.

He executed the Illusion-Breaking Spirit Eye Technique, a red flash glimmering in his eyes.

As he expected, the "Yu Wenzhi" in front of him was merely a projection of demonic light.

The true body was far away in the headquarters of the Blood Spirit Sect within Liang Country’s borders.

It merely relied on the Jade Pendant Demon Treasure to show his form and communicate from a distance.

"Shen Xuan of the Cyan Cloud Sect, I greet Senior Yu Wenzhi of the Blood Spirit Sect."

"In the Dao vs. Demon sect war, countless disciples from Daoist and Demon sects are caught up, each bound to their fate."

"The hands of Yu Wenjun are stained with the blood of my Cyan Cloud Sect brothers."

"By the order of my master, I have come to the Cyan Yang Prefecture to slay demons and eliminate evils."

"It is difficult to disobey the master’s orders, so please forgive my disrespect!"

"For the sake of the senior, I will leave him a whole corpse!"

Revealing his name was because Yu Wenzhi would eventually know anyway, there was no need to hide it.

Bringing up his sect was to warn Yu Wenzhi not to violate the agreement between the Song and Liang Countries’ sects.

As for sparing Yu Wenjun.

Given how things have escalated, how could that be possible!

After speaking, Shen Xuan drove his Divine Thought.

Profound Ice Cold Qi suddenly surged, invading Yu Wenjun’s Dantian.

A few breaths later, Yu Wenjun’s eyes turned deathly pale.

Before dying, his face still held immense fear.

And disbelief.

He never expected.

Despite his father’s plea, who was an ancestor of the Blood Spirit Sect with a Demon Pill.

Shen Xuan still dared to kill him!

How could he dare!

But Shen Xuan indeed dared.

Moreover, he did it swiftly and decisively.

Within mere breaths, Yu Wenjun’s life was extinguished.

Yu Wenzhi watched helplessly as his son perished.

His expression turned solemn.

His gaze towards Shen Xuan was filled with intense killing intent.

However, being just a projection of demonic light, he could do nothing to Shen Xuan.

After they stared at each other for over ten seconds.

Yu Wenzhi sighed lightly, and the projection of demonic light dissipated.

Shen Xuan maintained a smile throughout, displaying a respectful demeanor.

Inside, he felt somewhat heavy-hearted.

The hatred of a child’s death is irreconcilable.

Yu Wenzhi, this ancestor with a Demon Pill, would inevitably bear a grudge against him.

In the future, encountering people from the Blood Spirit Sect would require special caution.

As for Yu Wenzhi’s threat.

Shen Xuan did not take it to heart.

Being from opposing Daoist and Demon sects, they were natural adversaries.

Yu Wenzhi could not act against him.

His disciples, merely at Foundation Establishment Realm, could do nothing to him!

He was carrying out his master’s orders, slaying demons and eliminating evil, a rightful act.

With the Cyan Cloud Sect as his backing, Shen Xuan had nothing to fear.

As long as he did not venture into Liang Country on his own accord.

Yu Wenzhi could do nothing to him, only glare helplessly at him.

Leaving Yu Wenjun with a whole corpse was already giving him face.

Shen Xuan pocketed Yu Wenjun’s Storage Pouch, the Ink Jade Black Bone Fan Demon Treasure, placing his remains into the Black Gourd, used the Thunder Escape Technique to return to the Valley of Beasts.

At this moment, Immortal Bai Lian was commanding her people to clean up the battlefield.

The heads of demon cultivators could be exchanged for merit in the Cyan Cloud Sect.

The demonic artifacts and various demon items from their bodies, after being sold, could also fetch some Spirit Stones.

"You killed the Blood Spirit Sect’s Saint Child Nangong Guang?"

Upon hearing Shen Xuan’s telepathic message, Immortal Bai Lian looked utterly shocked.

That was the Saint Child of the Blood Spirit Sect, at the pinnacle of Late Demon Foundation.

In magical combat between cultivators of the same realm, determining victory is easy, but life and death are hard.

That Shen Xuan could defeat Nangong Guang was within Immortal Bai Lian’s expectations.

To kill him in one strike, his means of protection were becoming increasingly formidable.

"By the way, Bai Lian, why did you decide to wage a decisive battle with the demon cultivator army outside the Valley of Beasts?"

With Shen Xuan’s insight, he could naturally see that the Beast Taming Zhou Family’s battle power was inferior to the demon cultivator army.

"Bai Lian and He Zhengming had agreed, he would bring people to pincer them. Since he hasn’t arrived yet, I guess there’s been an unforeseen incident en route."

Immortal Bai Lian said candidly.

Shen Xuan’s eyes brightened.

"Bai Lian, have Zhou Family’s people tidy up the battlefield here. I grant the Zhou Family thirty percent of the merits and wealth from the demon cultivators I slain!"

With that, Shen Xuan summoned the Silver-Horned Celestial Horse, intending to depart.

He planned to fly towards Tiger Stream Ridge, hoping to encounter the fierce battle between Cyan Cloud Sect and demon cultivator teams.

Among the three major demon cultivators in Cyan Yang Prefecture, the most formidable was Hou Feifan, who excelled in the Earth Escape Technique.

To fulfill his master’s instructions and help He Zhengming turn the tide, he definitely needed to eliminate this person.

"Wait a moment! Bai Lian is going too!"

Without a hint of reservation, Immortal Bai Lian climbed onto the Silver-Horned Celestial Horse, boldly embracing Shen Xuan’s waist.

"Alright then!"

Shen Xuan said helplessly.

The Silver-Horned Celestial Horse neighed, unfurling a pair of snow-white wings, under Shen Xuan’s command, flew towards Tiger Stream Ridge.

High in the sky, fierce winds roared.

Immortal Bai Lian gently leaned her head on Shen Xuan’s back.

"Shen Lang, Bai Lian misses you so much..."

Feeling the soft, fragrant touch against his back, Shen Xuan showed a wry smile and sped up.

...

Half an hour later.

The Silver-Horned Celestial Horse hid amidst the white clouds.

From high in the sky, Shen Xuan peered downwards.

On the ground, two forces were locked in fierce battle.

The coalition of Cyan Cloud Sect disciples and cultivators from the Zhao Family at Tiger Stream Ridge was at a disadvantage under the onslaught of the demon cultivators.

The most striking among them was Hou Feifan.

With Demon Foundation Perfection, an incredibly formidable flesh body, wielding a Chaotic Heaven Staff with enormous destructive power.

Additionally, he excelled in the Earth Escape Technique, appearing and disappearing unpredictably.

The Cyan Cloud Sect coalition was being scattered by Hou Feifan’s assaults.

Most cultivators were not his match for even a single exchange.

He Zhengming pursued Hou Feifan’s shadow relentlessly, cursing loudly, trying to stop him.

Hou Feifan paid no heed to He Zhengming, occasionally emerging from the Earth Escape to severely wound other cultivators.

"Bai Lian, wait here for a moment, I’ll be back soon!"

Shen Xuan used the Invisibility Technique and Concealing Breath Technique, disappearing into the void.

Ten or more breaths later.

Shen Xuan silently infiltrated the battling forces.

Nowadays, as long as he doesn’t come within ten feet of the opponent, even those at Foundation Establishment Perfection can’t detect him after using Invisibility Concealing Breath.

"Senior Brother He, retreat!"

"If we keep fighting like this, all our fellow disciples will fall here!"

Zhou Haoyu, his face covered in blood, grabbed the furiously enraged He Zhengming and urged him.

"No way!"

"The Beast Taming Zhou Family is Cyan Yang Prefecture’s last significant stronghold."

"If we don’t provide assistance, how will the other cultivators of Cyan Yang Prefecture view our Cyan Cloud Sect?"

He Zhengming held a magic sword, his eyes wide with anger, and with one swing, decapitated a Demon Cultivator.

Within his sight.

Hou Feifan suddenly erupted from the earth, fiercely swinging the Chaotic Heaven Staff, sweeping down four or five cultivators directly.

He Zhengming pointed his fingers as a sword, concentrating as he pointed.

The magic sword in his hand flew out like lightning.

However, it shot into emptiness.

Hou Feifan once more escaped into the earth.

The magic sword struck the land with a loud noise, blasting open a ten-foot deep crater.

On the other side, a hundred feet away, Hou Feifan emerged from the earth again.

His figure burst forth, raising the Chaotic Heaven Staff, smashing heavily towards another group of cultivators.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

Out of nowhere, more than a hundred transparent Dark Ice Fish appeared, transforming into layers of Cyan Ice Walls, forming an ice cage that trapped him inside.

Hou Feifan’s heart chilled in fear.

The Chaotic Heaven Staff smashed heavily against the Cyan Ice Wall beneath his feet.

Continuous "crack" sounds.

With one hit, four or five layers of Cyan Ice Walls were shattered.

However, what made him despair.

The Dark Ice Fish came endlessly, like moths to a flame, quickly filling the gaps, creating over ten new Cyan Ice Walls.

The focus was beneath his feet, isolating him from the ground.

Clearly, the opponent’s intention was to prevent him from using Earth Escape Technique.

Hou Feifan shouted angrily.

His figure surged until it was over ten feet.

Like a giant ape, he lifted the staff again and flew down to smash.

This time, with one hit, he shattered over ten Cyan Ice Walls.

Hou Feifan rejoiced, seeing he was about to break free.

Within his vision.

A refined middle-aged man in green clothes, holding an Ice Soul Divine Sword, merged with the surrounding air and flew over.

It was Shen Xuan, who had previously cultivated at Feiyun Mountain.

He had secretly released many Dark Ice Fish, mainly to prevent Hou Feifan’s Earth Escape.

The real killing move was still the Cold Ice Divine Dragon evolved from the True Ice Heart Technique.

"Shen Xuan! You dare to sneak attack me!"

Hou Feifan shouted angrily, his figure swelling, his face grotesque, black qi billowing to the sky, holding the Chaotic Heaven Staff high, sparkling with golden light, his aura frightening.

"Body Refining Demon Technique?"

Shen Xuan smiled faintly.

Emitting a dragon chant like an old ox.

Then, his figure similarly swelled to over twenty feet, the Ice Soul Divine Sword similarly expanded, sharp teeth protruding, his face like a Flood Dragon Snake.

Hou Feifan’s complexion changed.

The cultivators of Cyan Cloud Sect he had encountered, none had cultivated Body Refining Techniques to such an extent as Shen Xuan.

He was over ten feet tall.

In front of Shen Xuan, yet seemed like a child.

"Mere illusion technique, dare to flaunt in front of me!"

Hou Feifan’s body, black demonic qi violently pulsating, the golden shimmering Chaotic Heaven Staff raised heavily to strike at Shen Xuan.

Not just that.

He secretly summoned a black gourd, releasing clusters of black demonic insects, flying towards Shen Xuan.

"Hundred Poison Corpse Insects?"

Shen Xuan recognized the demonic insects, his expression revealing slight surprise.

Unexpectedly, Hou Feifan had raised so many Hundred Poison Corpse Insects.

Uncertain how many cultivators’ corpses had been ruined.

Shen Xuan’s Divine Thought moved slightly.

A mist of black fog flew out from the insect bag at his waist.

An even larger cloud of Shadow-devouring Demon Insects, forming a more massive insect cloud, met the Hundred Poison Corpse Insects.

Then, using his physical strength.

The Eighth Transformation of Nine Revolutions True Spirit Transformation, transforming into Flood Dragon Snake form.

Iron Bone, Critical Strike, Infinite Strength, Wishful Size...

The transparent Ice Soul Divine Sword and the sparkling golden Chaotic Heaven Staff collided together.

"Boom" sounded.

The Chaotic Heaven Staff was shaken out of his grasp.

Hou Feifan’s hands were covered in blood, the tiger’s mouth cracked, staring incredulously at Shen Xuan before him.

That previous strike, both purely using physical strength, clashed head-on.

Hou Feifan’s flesh and mind, both severely injured, his body magic power stagnating.

In an instant.

A dragon chant resounded.

A miniature Cold Ice Divine Dragon leaped out from the Ice Soul Divine Sword, with an incredible speed, tearing through space, streaking over Hou Feifan’s body.

Hou Feifan stood frozen.

Frost spread layer upon layer over his body.

In a few breaths, he turned into an ice sculpture.

Even until he died, Hou Feifan wore a face of disbelief.

"Nothing much!"

Shen Xuan collected Hou Feifan’s Storage Pouch and Chaotic Heaven Staff.

Placed Hou Feifan’s corpse into the Black Gourd.

These would be worth several tens of thousands of sect merits.

The Hundred Poison Corpse Insects had mostly been devoured by his Shadow-devouring Demon Insects.

Looking at the battlefield again.

Both sides halted, staring in astonishment at him.

The magical combat between Shen Xuan and Hou Feifan had ended too quickly.

Resulting in these people not able to process it immediately.

Shen Xuan glanced around, his mood quite good.

More than two thousand Demon Cultivators!

Among them, more than ten were at Foundation Establishment Realm.

These are all sect merits and spirit stones!

The River and Sea Map was summoned.

The entire battlefield was enveloped in Water Spirit Mist.

At this time, a few Demon Cultivators awoke to the situation and turned to flee.

"Trying to escape? Too late!"

Shen Xuan activated the River and Sea Map.

The Water Spirit Mist condensed into countless Profound Ice Arrows, blotting out the sky, densely flying forth.