Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons-Chapter 1232 - 743: Southern Continent Has Only One Southern Emperor_2
Chapter 1232: Chapter 743: Southern Continent Has Only One Southern Emperor_2
It had already taken countless steps, how could it falter at this last one.
A series of creaks and cracks resounded from its bones.
The Southern Emperor’s head lifted inch by inch, employing the same old trick, and roared once again: "I am——"
Rip.
The black robe on Shen Yi’s body suddenly tore apart, blood beads seeping through his skin.
Just a simple gesture from the Southern Emperor earlier almost killed the three Generals of Southern Defense who each held equivalent to sixty-six Demon Slaying Orders.
Although Shen Yi possessed ninety-one Original Order, in the end, he was only a cultivator of the Six-Six Transformation Realm, not having completed his metamorphosis.
Yet, facing the Southern Emperor’s rise, he showed no intention to avoid it. Instead, he descended with a heavy footstep.
Boom!
The Southern Emperor’s freshly lifted head was once again suppressed, and even the roar was abruptly interrupted.
Shen Yi finally parted his tightly pressed thin lips, his neat and white teeth already stained with crimson blood. The viscous blood quickly covered his jaw and dampened his collar.
"Remember this."
He casually wiped his jaw with the back of his hand, lowered his gaze to the mountain of flesh at his feet, and hoarsely said, "There is only one Southern Emperor in the Southern Continent."
"And that’s me, Nanyang."
As his words fell, Shen Yi’s blood-stained hand fell silently.
Under the watchful eyes of the people of Glazed Prefecture, the imposing Golden Body Dharma Identity slowly raised both arms, holding the Vermilion Bird Long Sword from behind.
The golden palms tightly gripped the hilt, holding the long sword upside down, with the sword tip pointing straight at the Southern Emperor’s head.
In an instant, scarlet lines appeared on the sword’s body, then surged upward, transforming into four streams of fire connecting to the sky curtain, like the wings of a divine bird, or chains pulling the long sword.
The whole sky turned blood red.
In the next moment, the sword fell abruptly.
Splurt——
The entire Vermilion Bird Long Sword fiercely pierced through the head of this mountain of flesh.
In the soaring, blazing flames, Shen Yi stood indifferent in front of the huge sword, the tattered hem of his clothes no longer billowing wildly but slightly fluttering in the fiery wind, marking the end of this struggle.
The Southern Emperor’s body suddenly froze, as if struck by lightning, his violent eyes gradually losing focus.
The Coiling Dragon Mace on its back, the Demon-Subduing Pestle at its waist, and the vast Wang Yang water all seemed to form a peculiar connection with the Vermilion Bird Sword at its head.
The aura of the four magic artifacts intertwined, forming a dark golden halo around its body.
This was Shen Yi’s world.
Through the restraint by the Nine Luminaries Banner and the Fire Dragon Chariot, he successfully infused this realm into the Southern Emperor’s body.
"Hoo."
The Southern Emperor’s entire body went limp, staring blankly at the clear sky, surprisingly not retorting Shen Yi’s words.
With the means this person showed, it was far from enough to secure victory.
During the whole duel, it had countless chances to turn the tables.
But the opponent never gave it a single chance...
Moreover, the cautiousness of this General Nanyang alone wouldn’t be enough for victory.
When it was time to hide, he hid. When it was time to be ruthless and decisive, he never hesitated.
While making no mistakes or lapses, he seized every opportunity without fail! This was the most terrifying thing!
A touch of despair appeared at the corner of the Southern Emperor’s mouth, and when the golden halo on its body became complete, its pupils completely lost their luster.
[Killed a Third Grade meat lingzhi, total lifespan ten thousand tribulations, remaining lifespan eight thousand two hundred tribulations, absorbed completely]
"..."
The entire Glazed Prefecture had fallen into dead silence.
The three Generals of Southern Defense leaned back in their chairs, wide-eyed, witnessing this top-tier duel of the Great Nan Continent.
Despite being in the same Third Grade Realm, they could only feel suffocation.
Wushan was breathless, his vision filled only with the ink-colored figure within the blazing immortal sword.
The grand words he had tirelessly thought of night and day, all combined, could not compare with the impact of Lord Nanyang’s final calm words.
The once invincible Southern Emperor, that terrifying apocalyptic figure sweeping across the sky.
Now silently kneeled at the feet of the opponent.
"Three Lords."
Ye Lan walked slowly behind the three Generals of Southern Defense, wiped off the blood plasma with a handkerchief, and looked up at Shen Yi in the sky, her voice hoarse for some reason: "The Southern Continent is alive."
At the moment of the Southern Emperor’s fall, the entire Great Nan Continent could no longer assemble a force capable of threatening the safety of the Divine Dynasty.
Unless the great sects intervened... but that would contradict their initial intent of sharing the Human Emperor’s Aura.
Whether it was the Bodhi Sect or the Three Immortals Sect’s hierarch, they would not allow their disciples to act in such a self-destructive manner, as their aim was to replace the Human Emperor, not to destroy the foundation of this incense.
In other words, the Great Nan Continent had become the only unbreakable continent in the entire Divine Dynasty, relying on one person’s strength!
"And him..."
Yan Lanting slowly turned his head, his lips trembling.
After accepting the fall of the Southern Emperor as fact, his mind finally began to piece things together, gaining some clarity.
This General Nanyang of his, could not create something out of nothing.
The reason he possessed such power to dominate the Southern Continent was that he found ways to seize it from those great sects.
Just like the Southern Emperor had called him before... Bodhisattva.
The Great Nan Continent was alive, but what would become of the "traitor" who ruined the Southern Sumeru’s grand plan?
"I don’t know."
Ye Lan’s hoarse voice carried a trace of sobbing.
The last time she felt this helpless was the night she learned of her sect’s complete annihilation years ago.
No matter how hard she thought, she couldn’t fathom how Shen Yi could extricate himself from this mire, how the True Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in Southern Sumeru would ever let him go.
Could there really be someone in this world who could survive the beings that transcended the two realms and were beyond the five elements?
"..."
With Shen Yi’s current cultivation, the conversations in Glazed Prefecture were naturally as clear as day.
But his face showed no trace of worry.
The matter wasn’t over yet, far from the time for sorrow and lamentation.
Shen Yi stepped down from the Southern Emperor’s body and looked back at the flesh mountain gradually shrinking, soon transforming from a towering, vast mountain of flesh into a tattered lingzhi barely the height of his boots.
Only by witnessing this scene with one’s own eyes could one feel the shock within.
Such a small lingzhi had actually climbed step by step to become such a renowned figure in the Southern Continent.
Shen Yi bent down to pick it up, then stepped into Taixu.
The panel swiftly unfolded.
The eight thousand plus Demon Lifespan Years he just acquired quickly turned into a thick yellow mist.
Shen Yi extracted the last eight threads of gold from it.
The ultimate in transformations meant completing one’s Dao path.
Now, his Protecting Dharma Bodhisattva Dharma had already reached near perfection, any additions would only seem superfluous.
This final touch...
Shen Yi glanced at his Golden Body Dharma sitting inside him. Without hesitation, his divine soul guided all the additional golden threads and applied them to the brow of the Golden Body Dharma.
He intended to open eyes for the Dharma Aspect, to eternally observe the workings of this world.
To immerse himself into the world.
In an instant, the golden threads converged into a molten stream, forming a radiant vertical eye at the brow of the Dharma Aspect!
At the same time, Shen Yi saw a fleeting Ultimate Simple Dao Pattern on the surface of the Dharma Aspect, like a child casually waving a tree branch, seemingly meaningless.
"Stillness..."
Yet, Shen Yi could inexplicably recite it.
Sadly, the Dao Pattern quickly vanished.
With his current realm, he had not truly reached that level, it was merely a fleeting glance.
The ultimate of the Ninety-nine Changes, one more step forward would be the Great Freedom!
"Hoo."
Even in the face of the allure of the Great Dao, Shen Yi quickly stilled his emotions.
He turned around and stepped out of Taixu, heading towards the place beyond the Southern Continent.
......
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A nimble figure was frantically fleeing through the mountains and forests.
Its breath was trembling, evidently scared to the extreme, not daring to use the Teleportation Art, only relying on its feet to flee desperately.
Finally, with the last step taken.
This Dragon Lizard Demon Venerable finally escaped the boundaries of the Divine Dynasty, but just as it was about to show a relieved expression, it froze in place.
"So, you’re here."
The teasing voice in its ear turned the Demon Venerable’s expression into one of bitterness.
It didn’t bother turning around meaninglessly, rather it lowered its head in despair: "Lords, this little demon really... can’t go any further."
The rustling footsteps suggested at least five or six people.
One of them walked leisurely up behind the Dragon Lizard Demon Venerable, patted its shoulder, and laughed: "Don’t worry, if I say you can do it, you definitely can."
