969: C969 Leng Ming Demon

C969 Leng Ming Demon

Article 969. - - The Demon of Cold Chime

"It's just that this person is unwilling. Even if he died, he still left behind a ball of Yin Qi that permeated the Holy Mountain. In the end, he was suppressed by the Power of Heavenly Dao of the Sacred Lord within the Freezing Sky Divine Region." Leng Shan stated as he looked at Chu Yan. "Young master, why are you asking about this?"

"That seems to be correct." Chu Yan nodded in understanding. "Duanmu Tong must have entered the Heavenly Cave and obtained this person's inheritance."

Leng Shan's eyes turned cold. There was a terrifying coldness in them. "Humph, I spared his life on the Holy Mountain that day, but he didn't show any gratitude. Instead, he stepped into the Devil Dao. Young master, I'll go and kill him."

"There's no need for that." Chu Yan shook his head. "If the records in the Leng's's records are correct, that man's evil art should be extremely powerful. He should be able to fight against a Sacred Lord. Duanmu Tong has already entered the Immortal position, and he has also obtained the inheritance of this man. You might not be a match for him."

"I will never allow the scum of the Leng Clan to appear again and disturb the Immortal Domain." Leng Shan said in a serious tone.

"It doesn't matter. He has obtained the inheritance of this man, but he has been keeping a low profile. If he doesn't make a move against the Chu Sect, it should be because the Chu Sect is still in a stable state. Let's ignore him for now." Chu Yan patted Leng Shan's shoulder and didn't say anything else.

Ten years of Holy Mountain was a full ten years of time. To Chu Yan, this was also the longest time of training he had ever experienced since he started cultivating.

Back in Dust, ten years was more than enough to make many changes. Even in Xinghai, ten years was a very long time. It was possible that ten years would be a long time. It was the rise and fall of a dynasty.

However, ten years was too short a time for the Immortal Region. This also made Chu Yan understand why people would say that one year in the sky, ten thousand years in the earth.

The time in the Immortal Domain was calculated based on the years, especially for some Immortal Venerables and Immortal Sovereigns.

Ten thousand years might not be enough to give birth to a King of Immortal Domain in the Immortal Domain.

Ten thousand years might not be an era.

Therefore, in the Immortal Domain, many Immortal would spend more time enjoying life. Otherwise, cultivation was a very boring thing to begin with, especially when one reached the Immortal level or above. Every step was like ascending to the heavens. No one knew how long each breakthrough would take, or how long it would take for one to stop here in this lifetime.

However, Chu Yan didn't. During the period of time he spent in the Holy Mountain, he continued to work hard every day.

There was a legend in the Immortal Region. One hundred years to become an immortal, one thousand years to become an immortal, ten thousand years to become an immortal emperor, evildoer. It could be seen how difficult it was to become an immortal. Even Li Zhaoyang's talent was already very good. It was said that it took seven thousand years to become an Immortal Emperor.

However, a thousand years, ten thousand years, it was too long. Chu Yan didn't want to wait, and he couldn't wait either. He hadn't even stepped into the realm of cultivation for fifty years. He couldn't understand the concept of a thousand years.

In the sacred hall below the sky stairwell, light was constantly swirling within Chu Yan's body, and every single ray was extremely powerful.

Looking from afar, it even gave people the illusion that the sky and him seemed to have merged together, and it was extremely sacred.

"Whoosh!" After a long time, Chu Yan opened his eyes. His eyes were bright, but he sighed helplessly. "The power of immortals is indeed full of mysteries. Now that I have reached Top Grade Saint, I still can't pry into the power of immortals."

Chu Yan had studied immortals for a long time. However, the power of immortals was still above that of mortals. Even though he had mastered many peerless Divine Abilities and could resist the Immortal Force, it was still very difficult for him to take this step.

Fortunately, Chu Yan wasn't in a hurry. With the Holy Mountain around, he had the time to analyze it. Furthermore, he now understood that the immortal position was actually to give birth to a wisp of immortal energy in his body. It was different from the power of the Primordial Energy. It was like the process of an old man in his late years transforming into a baby.

During this period of time, the Celestial would be forged. The Celestial corresponded to the sky. The sky had nine heavens, and the Celestial had nine grades. It was considered to be perfect. Therefore, unless one was extremely confident in forging a perfect Celestial, one wouldn't easily step into it.

"Let's go out and take a look!" Chu Yan flew out of the Sacred Hall with a single step.

Within the Holy Mountain, there was a golden Immortal Pattern that had filled the sky since a year ago. It was the Immortal King Daotong that Nine Heaven Huang Dragon had scattered after his defeat.

The energy was still there. It fell down from the end of the endless staircase, shining with a golden light.

During this year, many people had come to comprehend it, hoping to understand some of the Immortal King's power. There were also some who sucked it into their bodies, obtaining a trace of inheritance power.

On this day, Chu Yan flew out with a step. He stood at the top of the heavenly staircase, leaning against it, looking at the golden Immortal Pattern that was falling down like a waterfall.

He just looked at it silently with his arms crossed.

At this moment, leng Shan's figure flashed and appeared beside him. "These Immortal King Daotong are the powers left behind by generations of Sacred Lords and King of Immortal Domain. Each of them is extremely powerful. Now that you have the power of a Sacred Lord, these powers can be used by you. Are you sure you want to give up?"

Chu Yan smiled and looked at these Power of Orthodoxy. "If I accept it, will I be able to become an Immortal King?"

"I don't know." Leng Shan shook his head. "No one knows either. King of Immortal Domain has always been an existence that has never been spied on."

"Then that's it." Chu Yan smiled calmly and looked at Leng Shan. "Leng Shan, you should know some of my background now, right?"

Leng Shan didn't respond, but as a member of the Leng Clan, he had read about it in the file. The Leng Clan had once ruled the Immortal Domain, and it was the strongest Royal Family. However, it was a catastrophic disaster. A few Sacred Lords died in battle, and they were almost wiped out.

However, later on, a girl with the surname of family appeared. She saved the Leng Clan and became good friends with the Sacred Lord. She also helped the Leng Clan create an independent world, which allowed the bloodline of the Leng Clan to be preserved.

Because of this, the Sacred Lord said twelve words.

There was no Chu in the world, and the Leng's should be established. If King Chu came out, the Leng's would follow him.

Now that Chu Yan had appeared, he should be King Chu, the son of the woman named Qin.

"I once cultivated in the Lower Realm Heaven. There was a period of time when I followed my mother's footsteps and cultivated according to her method. But later on, I discovered that my improvement was very slow. At that time, I was confused. I don't understand. My mother is the ruler of the world, and her words are the law of the world. Could it be that her Dao is wrong?"

"Later on, I heard a sentence my mother left me. She once said that if you accept it, you will be bound by it. Because if you accept it, you will be bound by it, and you will forever be branded with a brand. In the future, your path will only become narrower and narrower, and you will be bound by the inheritances and powers of others, unable to break through."

"On the contrary, since the ancient times, all those who became outstanding talents cultivated their own dao, controlling a thousand melodies before speaking, viewing a thousand swords and then recognizing artifacts, the heart of literature sculpting dragons, this is the correct path."

After Chu Yan finished speaking, he lowered his head to look at the Golden Marked Immortal Pattern that was descending. "These inheritances... They might be very powerful, but they are still others' Dao in the end. Even though I have cultivated to the extreme, I have only walked the path of others in the end. Not to mention that this path might not be suitable for me, I will definitely walk through thorns along the way. Even if it is suitable, once I reach the end... When I reach King of Immortal Domain, I will no longer be guided by antecedents. I have reached the place where they used to stand. This is not my Dao. How can I make another breakthrough? "

As Leng Shan listened by the side, his heart was filled with shock.

Indeed, this was similar to the academy's teaching. Those who were taught would eventually have a limit. However, they would never be able to surpass the teachers, because what they learned... It belongs to the teacher, the teacher won't. Naturally, the students won't. This is also the reason why... The Lower Realm Heaven's Cultivator's improvement was slow because he had reached a certain realm. There was no longer antecedents to lead the way, and he had to figure it out on his own.

However, people were narrow-minded, and they would always mistakenly think that antecedents's path was the limit. However, in this world, there was no such thing as the strongest, and only the strongest.

Therefore, when the Xinghai entered the Sovereign Path, Chu Yan had sworn that he would walk his own path, a unique path. He would use antecedents's path as a reference and use its uses, but he would never blindly praise and follow the flow.

"I understand!" Leng Shan nodded. Then, he suddenly raised his hand, and a surge of holy power gathered. It slammed down on his chest, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood.

Chu Yan turned around in surprise. Within Leng Shan's body, streams of energy were being plundered from his body. Those weren't Immortal King Daotong, but the inheritance of the Leng Clan.

"What are you doing?" Chu Yan frowned.

"Abandoning the inheritance." Leng Shan said seriously. Chu Yan was speechless. "If you give up the original path because of a few casual words from me, you will not blindly follow me. What's the difference between accepting these Dao Arts? "

"It's different. My Leng Clan has been unable to advance for ten thousand years and is restricted by strength. I just can't refuse this path. However, after listening to your words, I have gained some understanding. Besides, you can rest assured that I will never lose my life after following you for the rest of my life." Leng Shan said seriously.

Chu Yan also felt a little emotional. Leng Shan's temper was very strong and cold. He was not good at talking, but he was very proud. He also thought that he would be a very good helper and brother to him.

"I believe you." Chu Yan stretched out his hand. Leng Shan's eyes were serious as he held Chu Yan's hand.

"One day, when you stand at the peak of the Immortal Region and shout, I will help you conquer this land." Leng Shan said seriously. Since he had chosen to follow him, he wouldn't have any second thoughts. After saying that, he turned around and left.

Looking at that back view, Chu Yan smiled and raised his head to look at the top of the Sky Stairwell. "Mother, I have come to the place where you have walked. You have left behind many footprints along the way, but why? Where are you and father now?"

Chu Yan lowered his head and looked at the falling golden Immortal Pattern. He smiled faintly and took a step forward, leaving all the inheritances here.

The Holy Mountain was like a world that had been forgotten by the Immortal Region. It was a world that operated according to its own unique rules.

On this day, an excited laugh came from within the Cantian Daoist Temple.

The current Cantian Daoist Temple was extremely desolate. It was completely enveloped by a mass of Yin Qi. It was extremely ghastly.

The interior of Duanmu Tong's palace was brightly lit with wine and green. There was even a wine pond and a forest of meat in the middle. There was a strong smell of alcohol and blood that filled the air.

There were female corpses floating in the pool. Before they died, their eyes were filled with fear. Their clothes were torn and tattered, making it difficult for them to cover their bodies.0

Outside the wine pool, countless women were staring at the center of the wine pool while shivering. There was a figure soaking in the wine pool. It was Duanmu Tong. However, his long red hair was draped over his shoulders, and there was a deep purple smoke in his eyes. It was extremely demonic.

There were even some Cantian Daoist Temple disciples among these girls. They could not believe that the gentlemanly senior brother who used to smile at them in the past had actually turned into such an inhuman appearance.

He... didn't seem to be him anymore.

Suddenly, that pair of extremely demonic eyes opened. The wine in the wine pool was roaring, and his smile was evil.

"Haha! Hahaha! Tens of thousands of years, it has been tens of thousands of years. I'm afraid that all of you will never think that one day, i, leng Ming Demon, will bring you back here!"

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