Longevity: Starting as a Sect Servant-Chapter 283 - 210: Revisiting the Ten Thousand Miles Abyss

Chapter 283: Chapter 210: Revisiting the Ten Thousand Miles Abyss

Ten Thousand Miles Abyss, as always, is bottomless, with a massive amount of evil qi roiling in the depths, shrouded in mist, even the divine sense cannot reach the bottom.

Even within the Celestial Killer Mountain, it’s hard to find such an evil land!

The crowd’s first target is the coffins hanging on the cliff.

Those coffins are extremely eerie, imbued with astonishing evil qi, but they contain many good things like magical artifacts and spirit talismans.

Especially Hua Ye and the others from the Celestial Sword Sect, who are overjoyed and continuously opening the coffins.

Yet Xiang Yuntian merely descends slowly from the cliff, not seizing the opportunities within the coffins.

"You’re not going?" Li An asked.

"Those are the Three Thousand Sword Coffins—"

Xiang Yuntian explained, "The Cyan Cloud Ancestor of the Celestial Sword Sect was famous for the Three Thousand Sword Intents before his death; it’s said that each sword intent was smelted using a spiritual child’s primordial spirit, he carried three thousand sword coffins with him, with the sword intent embedded in the coffin, thus forming an extremely peculiar sword resentment, very formidable."

"But his sword dao went astray, cultivating like a damn evil demon; I can’t be bothered with the opportunities left by such a person."

He had a look of disdain on his face.

"Then why did you come to this place?"

Li An couldn’t help but feel conflicted; Xiang Yuntian, this idiot, even divides opportunities into righteous and evil.

"I’m not interested in his belongings, but before his death, he took with him a celestial tier sword scripture from the Celestial Sword Sect... I’m very interested in that sword scripture."

Xiang Yuntian said, "An Li, do you know what sword scripture that is?"

"I know! The Justice Sword Scripture, the most difficult sword scripture to cultivate in the history of the Celestial Sword Sect, never successfully cultivated by anyone..."

An Li answered loudly.

Xiang Yuntian nodded, "Yes! Such a sword scripture is worthy of me!"

He grinned.

But Li An saw three parts bitterness in his eyes.

Li An guessed, Xiang Yuntian, this whetstone, even if he returned to the Celestial Sword Sect, the cultivation techniques and opportunities he could access wouldn’t be much, likely unable to obtain the core secrets, so he had to rely on himself to seek opportunities?

"Justice Sword Scripture..."

In Li An’s mind, Shangguan Xiaoxiao said softly.

"What’s the big deal?" Li An asked curiously.

"Hmm, the creator of this scripture is very famous in the Spirit Realm... known as the biggest fool of the Spirit Realm."

Shangguan Xiaoxiao smiled, "Have you thought of a plan?"

"I have a general idea..."

Along the way, Li An had been pondering, combining various pieces of information.

Meeting the two conditions mentioned by Shangguan Xiaoxiao is indeed very challenging.

But it’s not without opportunities!

The current task is to find the evil corpse of the Cyan Cloud Sword Ancestor here—

"We’ve reached the bottom—"

The three finally landed at the bottom, Xiang Yuntian took out a box again, solemnly took out two Purifying Evil Pills, and gave one to An Li, saying, "The evil qi here is too heavy, take it first."

Li An said, "What about me?"

"Don’t you have one yourself? How dare you, a mountain lord, freeload on my pills?"

Li An: "..."

Faced with such a top-grade, he was truly speechless, but he understood, Xiang Yuntian had always been poor, and probably wasn’t much better now, so he took out a pill and consumed it himself.

At the bottom of the gorge, various gases of yellow, red, and white mixed together, with evil qi, miasma, and evil aura, and even a chilling resentment, faintly resembling the cries of infants.

Following the source of the evil qi, Li An guided the direction, and the three of them quickly arrived at a chaotic rocky beach.

The evil qi on this rocky beach was astounding, An Li scanned it with divine sense and immediately exclaimed, his divine sense echoing, "Master, I see many shadows of children..."

"Don’t move recklessly, the sword resentment here is very heavy, those spiritual children refined before death have gathered their soul resentment after the Cyan Cloud Sword Ancestor died—surely the body of the Cyan Cloud Sword Ancestor is deep in this chaotic rocky beach!"

Xiang Yuntian spoke excitedly, slowly approaching, but soon a surge of sword resentment attacked instantaneously, Xiang Yuntian resisted with his sword, barely blocking the sword intent, but that cold resentment invaded his body, causing him to slightly stiffen.

At this moment, several sword intents slashed over, Li An moved swiftly, grabbing Xiang Yuntian aside.

"Damn it, possessed by evil..."

Xiang Yuntian said with lingering fear, "These resentful souls of the spiritual children have been trapped by the Cyan Cloud Sword Ancestor for too many years, only some residual resentment is left, but it’s still formidable, damn it, need to think of a way..."

Li An said, "I’ll take a look around first."

Actually, the residual resentment here meant nothing to Li An!

He possessed demon skills, dealing with such things was a matter of devouring and plundering, even if these residual resentments were formidable, he had Shangguan Xiaoxiao in his mind to help, what’s there to fear?

However, he did not intend to act rashly.

Currently, everyone was still contending for the opportunities in the hanging coffins, this was the most precious time.

To survey the terrain, design routes, and so on.

This place was unfamiliar to everyone, the more preemptive information, the more favorable it was for him.

He slowly released his divine sense, although the evil resentment here was intense, he maintained a range of about ten miles for detection, roughly understanding the surrounding situation, meticulously selecting and designing a route, then laying three rank three arrays along the way!

Meanwhile, Li An carefully simulated various potential scenarios and assessed the resources he could use.

After all, this time there were Nascent Soul stages watching!

"Seven Rank Four Flaming Talismans, three Cold Hail Talismans, two Divine Shield Talismans... and one remaining shot of the Rank Four Crossbow Arrow!"

This was the Nascent Soul level supplies Li An currently held, the Rank Four talismans were the result of his years of seclusion.

Limited by resources, he had only managed to produce about ten pieces over these years.

But with him and the Cyan Flame Divine Sparrow both at the Golden Core stage, in a sense, facing Nascent Soul wasn’t without the power to contend... so, it was relatively stable.

...

When he returned, everyone else had also arrived gradually --

"The resentment here is extraordinary!"

"After all, it’s left by a Divinity Transformation Stage sword cultivator. Even a powerful Nascent Soul Stage expert wouldn’t dare to force their way in!"

"A mighty practitioner of the Divinity Transformation Stage must have perished here, breaking through this place presents an opportunity!"

The crowd was abuzz with discussion.

At the forefront of the group, Xiang Yuntian wore a worried expression, his face repeatedly hesitating, clearly having yet to find a solution.

"Hehe, you think coming down early will get you the opportunity? How laughable."

Hua Ye had also arrived, wearing a very relaxed smile. As a talent of the Celestial Sword Sect, he had gained the most fortuitous encounters within the suspended coffin.

"Xiang, don’t think that just because you’ve returned to the sect you’re somebody. You’re just a stepping stone, got it?"

Hua Ye smiled, then boldly stepped forward and drew a red blood sword, paving the way directly!

Resentful sword spirits attacked, yet they were all blocked by that blood sword, unable to harm Hua Ye. Instead, many remnants of resentment were cleaved apart by him--

"The blood sword left by the Cyan Cloud Sword Ancestor!"

Xiang Yuntian’s brows furrowed tightly.

Hua Ye truly was a figure cultivated with all the resources of the sect; he had far too much at his disposal. Clearly, the intention was for Hua Ye to seize the opportunity here!

"Mere resentful souls, what is there to fear--"

Fei Tianqi had also arrived, with an exceptionally calm demeanor as he directly strode inside. A strong golden light flickered from his wrist.

It was a string of Buddha beads. Instantly, the sound of chanting arose around him, protecting him securely as he walked as though on flat ground.

They cultivated the Blood Demon Skill primarily to plunder life essence and couldn’t, like Li An’s Immortal Celestial Demon Skill, seize resentful spirits and souls, so they also relied on external objects.

As he walked, he remarked to Hua Ye, "You must be Hua Ye of the Celestial Sword Sect? I’m not interested in your sect’s heritage opportunities, but I am determined to have the corpse of your Cyan Cloud Ancestor, understand?"

The blood sword in Hua Ye’s hand grew stronger, advancing the fastest. Evidently, Fei Tianqi was also concerned that he might affect the corpse once inside.

Hua Ye scoffed coldly, saying nothing to deny nor agree-- his silence spoke volumes. He didn’t dare refuse outright but also couldn’t agree directly to maintain his dignity.

Aside from Hua Ye and Fei Tianqi, other talents from the Immortal Talent Hall also took out numerous powerful magical artifacts to protect themselves as they entered.

"Master, what should we do... Shall we leave?" An Li asked weakly.

Lingering here wasn’t getting them anywhere.

He knew his master too well; Xiang Yuntian had nothing of the sort on him.

But Xiang Yuntian hesitated, seemingly deliberating something before finally looking up resolutely, saying, "Lin An, take An Li and go out first."

"I must go in!"

Having said that, he charged forward boldly without any protective magical artifacts.

In an instant, many resentful sword spirits surged into him.

Xiang Yuntian forcibly operated his sword Qi, actively channeling the resentful sword spirits into his dantian, shouting, "Little ghosts lingering here, come on, there’s no more place for you in this world. Enter me, and if I survive, I’ll lead you out and find someone to release you--"

He exposed his dantian, making no defenses whatsoever!

"Is this guy crazy?"

"Using his dantian to harbor resentful sword spirits, treating it as a cage... even if he doesn’t die instantly, he will be completely driven mad within days!"

"A death wish, simply courting death..."

"This person’s sword Dao prowess is formidable. Ordinary people couldn’t do this even with such courage; his sword intent must have already taken shape, a true sword Dao talent... what a pity."

Everyone stood in awe.

"Master!"

Seeing this, An Li’s eyes reddened instantly, rushing over without hesitation, gritting teeth, and shouting, "I’ll join too, little ghosts, come on; your An Li grandpa is here too!"

Amid everyone, the master-disciple pair stood like two misfits.

Li An was also rather shocked, Xiang Yuntian, this madman, and An Li, this little madman...

He momentarily found it incomprehensible, seemingly unable to understand Xiang Yuntian, nor An Li, but a thought flashed through his mind, and he immediately followed the pair.

He had initially planned how to conceal himself entering, but with Xiang Yuntian’s madness unfolding... let them go crazy first, better to enter with them together.

This way, he would be even less noticeable.

"An Li, you worthless disciple, you..."

Xiang Yuntian, initially full of heroic spirit, suddenly fumed seeing An Li also rush in, clapping his thigh as the resentful sword spirits entered An Li’s dantian.

"Master, it clears the mind!"

Showing his white teeth, An Li laughed, "Come, let’s go, rush in, we must be first!"

A complex look flashed in Xiang Yuntian’s eyes, then he nodded, "Let’s go!"

Immediately, the master and disciple, with Li An in tow, strode in mightily, unprotected, allowing the resentful sword spirits free entry into their bodies. Even the surrounding resentful spirits sensed their harmlessness and swarmed in madly.

Their speed suddenly surpassed all others!

For no other reason than that Hua Ye and Fei Tianqi both needed to carry magical artifacts for self-protection, but Xiang Yuntian and his disciple were simply bold and fearless...

"You damn... madmen!"

Hua Ye was left utterly flabbergasted.

Even Fei Tianqi furrowed his brows, fixing a hard stare on Xiang Yuntian, but said nothing.

Because he knew, with such lunatics... words were useless!

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