Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons
Chapter 1105 - 691: Your Fist May Be Big, But Is It Bigger Than Shen’s?_2

Chapter 1105: Chapter 691: Your Fist May Be Big, But Is It Bigger Than Shen’s?_2

"Even the wild demons in the Mortal Realm have figured it out, Qingluan, have some shame." Qi Feng Star Constellation narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling embarrassed.

At this moment, Qingluan, with his head lowered, suddenly gave a smile as well.

"Otherwise, what?"

He raised his head, his gaze slowly sweeping across every figure in the great hall: "I have enforced the Heavenly Law without overstepping even a fraction. Who has enforced it upon me?"

"My mount, others wish to kill it, killing as they please without following any procedure, and even now, there’s not even a chance for me to receive a sentence."

"Do my lifetime of achievements not exchange for even her life?!"

Qingluan placed a hand on his armor, his expression gradually turning ferocious: "Many years ago, they told me, the Divine Dynasty harbored rebellious intentions, a great calamity would arise, and commanded me to strictly discipline myself, to maintain an unblemished reputation, to facilitate future tasks."

"It doesn’t matter."

"I am a man of no desire, indifferent toward fame, benefits, Immortal Treasures, Divine Pills."

"But now, all I need is someone to serve tea and pour water, yet I can’t even preserve her life."

"Now even you, the embodiment of the Heavenly Dao’s order, can speak such absurd words of understanding, seems like in this entire world, I’m the only one abiding by the broken Heavenly Law."

"If that’s the case."

Qingluan fiercely tore off the Immortal Armor from his body, tossing it to the ground like an old shoe, and sneered coldly: "If not by fists, then what shall we talk about?"

This simple gesture contained a meaning that even gave Qi Feng Star Constellation pause.

By discarding this Immortal Armor, he no longer represents the Immortal Court.

For years of achievements, cultivation nurtured by the Immortal Sect, and a lifetime of integrity...

He’s here for personal vengeance!

Now even Qi Feng finds this rather tricky.

It’s not that he couldn’t defeat Qingluan, for even if the youth had extraordinary talent and profound foundation, he still couldn’t match him, a Secondary Third Rank Divine General.

However, as an elite of the Three Immortals Sect, seeking revenge for an old friend, even if he could be stopped today, could he be stopped for a lifetime?

Boom!

In an instant, the aura of Qingluan, a Fourth Grade Taiyi True Immortal, crazily spread out, and in the presence of this terrifying aura, the whole realm of Hongze paled.

"If we do not converse through fists, then what meaning does our lifelong arduous cultivation hold?"

He spread open his palm, carefully examining it.

Who said that one must rely on the name of Immortal General to enter tribulation, without the Immortal Seal, he is still Peak Master Qingluan of the Three Immortals Sect!

When his fingers clasped tightly, the entire mountain range suddenly shattered.

Ripples of Spiritual Energy rapidly dispersed, causing the Four Hong to surge up as if to overturn rivers and seas, submerging this expanse of heaven.

Qinghua decisively shielded everyone and withdrew, her Secondary Fifth Rank Immortal Seal immediately dimmed and drained of light.

"..."

Several Purple-Bearded White Dragons, including the East Dragon King, stared at the figure with anger and despair.

The most powerful cultivators of Hongze were now scattered in disarray.

Under such mighty power, all living beings seemed like a joke.

Until the Sky Curtain started to ripple, even the white clouds and the blazing sun seemed to twist and deform, and the entire world appeared crumpled by an invisible hand.

A clear voice echoed out.

"So be it."

A youth in flowing black robes emerged from the twisted sky.

With his feet treading between the sun and moon, his eyes like stars, he looked down at Qingluan below, his expression as tranquil as Qingluan’s was earlier.

"You’d better hope your fists are truly powerful enough."

Just as well, Shen Yi is a poor talker, not very adept in reasoning, with shallow insights, unaware of the complex Heavenly Law.

The only thing he excels at is making a move.

When the sky and the Taixu Realm merged, with the light of the sun and moon winding like serpents, the Four Hong calmed down, no longer disturbed by the vast Spiritual Energy.

Everyone looked up at the figure in black, their gazes gathered on the pale face of the youth.

When the Master of Hongze returns, it’s time to change the heavens and the earth!

"Heh heh!"

Qingluan seemed to have anticipated this, after all, how could these mere mortals be able to cut down Shi Ren or kill Zi Ling.

Moreover, every time Qian Qing encountered trouble, wasn’t this man always appearing in time?

"What should I call you, Peak Master Shen of Shenxu Mountain? Or leader of the Hongze rebels?"

"Whatever pleases you, if you like, you can even call me ’Dad.’"

Shen Yi was simply standing with his arms down, but in the eyes of the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals, he seemed to be the epitome of arrogance.

To this day, they have not seen anyone from the younger generation, whether from the Three Religions or the Immortal Court, dare to disrespect Lord Qingluan like this.

"..."

Qi Feng Star Constellation was already spreading his fingers, preparing to capture this nearly mad Qingluan and return him to his elders for a proper lesson.

What kind of disciple had been taught, that for the sake of a dragon whose crimes hadn’t been fully proven but was most likely not anything decent, could do such a thing.

Seeing this, he nonetheless lowered his palm again.

The reason was simple.

Since Qingluan divested his Immortal Armor until the ink-robed young man appeared, the entire nature of the affair had changed.

It had become an internal struggle of the Three Immortals Sect!

On one side was the Shenxu Immortal Sect, and on the other the Tianwu Immortal Sect, both among the leading veins within the Three Immortals Sect. As long as no innocents were involved, this had little to do with the Immortal Court.

"..."

Qingluan stared at Shen Yi in the sky, his face gradually turning deathly pale.

He stretched out his right palm, and strands of branches and leaves appeared out of thin air, intertwining in the center of his hand, gradually forming into an eighteen-foot-long spear.

First came the Tianwu Dao Fruit, then the Divine Phoenix would nest, and after that a multitude of birds flocked!

Before the watching eyes of all, he suddenly gripped the shaft of the spear, and in an instant, a piercing bird screech soared into the heavens.

Ao!

Qingluan raised the spear’s tip, his figure suddenly lifting into the air.

Wherever the gaze reached, amidst the vast Wang Yang, a green aura rose with him, transforming into myriads of avian shadows in the sky, endless and boundless, then simultaneously flapping their wings!

Two thousand and seven hundred Tribulation Powers were at this moment manifested into a terrifying spear!

With this Fourth Grade Immortal Wutong Spirit Bird Dao Fruit, he forged his lifetime of renowned might!

All the avian shadows soared into the sky, facing the twisted firmament, carrying boundless might, determined to tear it asunder.

Even without his Immortal Armor, when Qingluan made his move, he was still that greatly renowned and formidable general.

In contrast, Shen Yi, up to this moment, still made no move.

Within the crumpled Sky Curtain, his clothes fluttered incessantly, much like those wayward Evil Immortals of the chaotic mortal realm.

"Hiss!"

In the Taixu Realm, the belatedly arriving Ye Lan just stepped out, her pupils immediately contracting, her vision obstructed by countless giant green birds, nearly every single one carrying an aura of annihilation that could scatter her soul and spirit.

No!

Merely at this scene, she instantly recognized the identity of the one who acted.

Tianwu Qingluan.

Such vast Tribulation Power, even among his peers in Shenxu Mountain, only the Golden Thunder Taoist could match him.

Let alone that he became a Great Immortal General in the heavens.

Her Uncle Master Shen had hastened all the way here, intending to oppose Qingluan?

Under the gaze of the public.

Myriad birds overwhelmed everything, submerged everything.

Just when they neared Shen Yi, it was as if an invisible and boundless mirror had suddenly appeared between them.

The birds collided with it continuously, like illusory reflections on the water, vanishing into nothingness.

As if everything before had been a mere illusion.

Compared to everyone’s astonishment, Qi Feng slightly raised an eyebrow: "..."

The layman watches the excitement; the expert watches the technique.

The cultivation of this True God far surpassed the two combatants, and he discerned the situation with a single glance.

One was renowned in the world with a Grade Dao Fruit of two thousand and seven hundred tribulations.

Indeed surpassing his peers.

But this ink-robed youth who dared to show himself was not only not inferior, but even more so.

"Tsk, two thousand and nine hundred tribulations."

That old codger of Shenxu Mountain, hidden from the world for so long, seemingly uncompetitive and unexcited, was in fact quietly cultivating a person who weathered tribulations.

With this thought, Qi Feng rubbed his wrist, losing interest in watching any further.

Tianwu and Shenxu, these old adversaries, with equal cultivation, would not reach a conclusion no matter how exhausted they became.

One signifies life inherent in the cosmos, a force of the highest and sturdiest entity, indestructible by myriad tribulations; absurdly enough, Taixu Dao Fruit directly detaches from this cosmos, no matter how strong you are, it has nothing to do with me.

Conversely, whether within the cosmos or within the void, it’s also difficult for Shenxu Mountain cultivators to affect cultivators from Tianwu Mountain.

Just as Qi Feng was about to withdraw his gaze, waiting for the two to exhaust their power, both to be sent back to their respective sects,

Suddenly, his expression subtly changed, and he looked to the sky instinctively.

Only to see, together with the disappearance of the multitude of bird shadows, that ink-robed figure standing with arms hanging down had also vanished.

In the next moment, the spear-wielding Qingluan, his entire figure, stalled in mid-air.

A fair hand surfaced with faint golden light, slightly spreading its fingers, emerging from the nothingness, tightly clasping underneath his jaw.

Shen Yi’s figure subsequently appeared, standing firm in the firmament.

"Is this what you call a fist?"

He slowly lifted Qingluan up, casually casting a sidelong glance at him, within his clear pupils reflected an enraged face:

"It’s kinda funny."