Immortality from Taming Elephant

Chen Yue faced Xu Guang’s attack, his expression grim.

The opponent’s strength wasn’t particularly powerful. Even if the Five Emperors’ into one formation on his body condensed a power similar to a Holy Domain, it wouldn’t cause much concern for him. However, the demonic thought power that Xu could control truly made him feel uncomfortable.

As the inheritor of the Soul Ridge, he had deep reserves, but he’d already spent over half a month in the Fire Domain, and the corrosion of the demonic thought power was becoming quite evident. Facing Xu Guang’s substantial demonic thought power, he had no choice but to retreat.

Thus, at the entrance of this valley, a very strange thing happened.

Clearly, Chen Yue was stronger, but when faced with Xu Guang’s assault, he constantly opted to retreat.

Eventually, Xu Guang even attacked without defense, provoking the demonic thought power that resided within Chen Yue’s Divine Soul to continuously erupt.

The more Chen Yue fought, the more passive he became, feeling deeply frustrated.

If it were outside, facing such a person, he could crush him with a single move, but here...

"Stop!"

Chen Yue said while retreating.

"Previously, I was wrong, and I apologize to you, Chen offers you a secret to show sincerity."

Xu Guang wore a mad smile, "Apology? Let’s hear it."

"In this valley lies a Holy Artifact. How about we turn our swords into plowshares, and you take the artifact?"

Seeing Xu Guang seemed interested, Chen Yue continued.

Xu Guang chuckled, "Holy Artifact?"

"This valley is fraught with dangers. The demonic thought power fused with Soldier Fiend force is too much for me alone. Now that Brother Xu, someone unafraid of demonic thoughts, is here, let’s join forces to pursue the Saint’s secret trove. The artifact is yours, and the rest is mine, how about it?"

Chen Yue spoke with a smile, appearing amicable.

But...

The next moment, the smile on his face vanished entirely as Xu Guang’s form disappeared into the air.

Replaced by an immense Five Emperors’ image, surrounded by ominous demonic thought power, appearing as though the saint’s domain was shrouded by chaotic and ominous demonic thoughts, as if abandoned by the heavens.

Chen Yue’s pupils abruptly shrank, his body tumbling awkwardly in the air.

That Five Emperors’ image gazed at Chen Yue.

Invisible gravitational force accompanied by an explosion of demonic thoughts surged like tidal waves from below him, forming two enormous hands, rejecting all rules.

Chen Yue felt as if he was on an abandoned island, isolated for hundreds of feet.

An unprecedented sense of loneliness engulfed him.

Shock filled Chen Yue’s eyes as he furiously formed hand formulas, constantly deploying the Soul Ridge’s Secret Technique.

Transformed into countless ferocious soul tendrils.

"The Great Luo Soul Tendrils!!! You can’t kill me!!!"

Chen Yue roared as countless tendrils rushed upwards.

But then, dozens of tendrils got within a meter of the Five Emperors’ image, yet that meter seemed insurmountable.

His Soul Ridge Secret Technique seemed repelled by Xu Guang’s surrounding power, unable to get close.

At that moment, the tide-like demonic thoughts erupted violently, completely engulfing Chen Yue.

Chen Yue’s expression froze, his body began to disintegrate, flesh distorted, all organs collapsing.

The power of demonic thoughts exploded fully.

A long time passed.

The tremors in the world finally ceased.

Wrapped tightly in demonic thoughts, looking like a fiend, Xu Guang looked at the spherical object in front of him, "The so-called secret, I can find out after killing you."

An eye appeared on that fleshy sphere, filled with venomous hatred towards Xu Guang.

"Kill me, and you’re doomed too!"

Xu Guang said no more, merely reached out as flesh appeared behind him, vaguely with a grinding stone turning within.

Only he could hear the screams from the grinding flesh, Chen Yue’s Divine Soul being crushed and refined.

Yet at that moment, a faint light remained unscattered.

Instantly, turned into a black light charging towards Xu Guang.

"Who dares kill a Soul Ridge disciple!!"

A low roar came from within the black light.

A backup plan?

Xu Guang squinted his eyes.

He was about to make a move.

"Hehehe, in such a hurry to mark?"

A playful, teasing female voice suddenly sounded.

In midair, a delicate white jade hand probed out of thin air, pinching the black light with thumb and forefinger as if plucking a flower.

The black light struggled fiercely but couldn’t escape those seemingly fragile fingers.

The owner of the jade hand appeared, barefoot in white clothed, beaming with a charming smile, was the Chu Monarch.

She curiously examined the black light between her fingers, blinked her eyes, "Soul Ridge’s ’Wandering Soul Guide’? Quite delicate in its make."

Her fingertips emitted a layer of pure purple moonlight.

The moonlight touched the black light, and with a tiny "pop," it melted into her palm.

Chu Monarch clapped her hands as if dusting off, smilingly looked at the pale-faced Xu Guang and the wary General Wei below.

"Why didn’t you invite me to the fight, little brother? I did you a big favor, you know." She tapped her bare feet, landing on the scorched rock, her gaze sweeping over the devastation, especially pausing at the spot where Chen Yue was extinguished and that Soul Bell, "Soul Ridge folks, tsk tsk, no wonder they’re always causing trouble with that mad woman Ling Xiao."

Xu Guang squinted his eyes, full of vigilance and resistance.

He would rather face an expert on Chen Yue’s level again than face Chu Monarch.

Chu Monarch noticed Xu Guang’s wariness, smiling as she approached, perfectly displaying a pitiful demeanor.

"Just helped you, yet you dislike me so much?"