Longevity: My Talents Are a Bit Abundant

However, Niu Dali’s flesh body was not flawless and flawless.

Even a dragon has an inverse scale, let alone he is just a demon bull.

In Shen Xuan’s eyes, red light flickered, and his gaze was like electricity. Instantly, he captured the weak spot of the demon bull’s Dharma Aspect.

The bull’s nose!

The blood and qi there were markedly different from other parts.

"Break!"

A highly condensed Ice Soul Divine Light, mixed among countless sword petals, silently shot out like a swift light.

Niu Dali did not notice.

The thin Ice Soul Divine Light accurately hit his large nose.

"Moo!"

Niu Dali let out a heart-wrenching roar, his enormous body trembled violently, and blood mixed with demonic qi gushed out of his nose.

A seemingly insignificant strike directly shattered his Protective Demon Shield, and his powerful aura instantly fell by thirty percent.

Moreover, he was bleeding!

Dark golden nose blood splattered everywhere.

Not only was his image completely gone, but he was also in so much pain that he let out waves of miserable cries.

Having been found the weak spot by Shen Xuan, and seeing the Immortal Ice Lotus restored to its original state, Niu Dali knew there was no chance of victory.

He endured the intense pain, turned around, and fled, transforming into a black fog, heading towards the demon army.

Shen Xuan’s figure flickered, intending to pursue.

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

An extremely thin mist rose from the shadows behind Niu Dali without warning.

If one did not focus and observe, it would be difficult to detect.

This thin mist silently spread behind Niu Dali.

Wherever it passed, vegetation withered, and living creatures perished.

If he were to pursue, he would inevitably fall into this eerie mist.

"Toxic mist?"

Shen Xuan slightly furrowed his sword-like eyebrows, the sword lotus swirling around him, stopping in his tracks.

He had the [Immune to Poison] skill, but he did not want to test the poison on himself.

The toxic mist that could back up Niu Dali must be extraordinary.

Shen Xuan scanned with his Divine Sense, but still did not find any trace of a hidden demon expert.

That person was extremely skilled and acted cautiously, likely staying more than a thousand feet away from Shen Xuan.

Otherwise, with a demon of Demon Pill level, he would definitely have detected them.

Shen Xuan thought for a moment and gave up the pursuit.

The toxic mist used to cover Niu Dali’s escape was formidable, and would have some effect on him.

Moreover, Niu Dali, being such a body-refining demon race, had incredibly resilient life force, making it difficult to achieve a one-hit kill.

There were at least three demon races of Demon Pill level involved.

If it came to a desperate struggle, Shen Xuan was not confident.

With that thought in mind, Shen Xuan stopped entangling further, gave a cold snort, and after slaughtering several hundred demon soldiers nearby with endless sword petals, he retreated calmly.

...

Shen Xuan’s retreat was not swift.

Under the protection of the [Immortal Ice Lotus], he flew along the way.

After several hundred miles, Shen Xuan put away the [Immortal Ice Lotus].

This time, he transformed into an Escape Light, flying towards Yuanwu County.

"They still didn’t follow."

Shen Xuan released his Divine Sense and perception, exploring the nearby area for several miles.

Still, he detected no anomaly.

This, on the contrary, made Shen Xuan more cautious.

"That person is deeply hidden and must have a plot."

Thinking of this, Shen Xuan summoned the Silver-Horned Celestial Horse, spreading its wings to fly.

An hour later.

Shen Xuan returned to the dense forest where the demon wolves were eradicated in Yuanwu County.

Li Ruyi, the Howling Moon Fox, and the three-tailed tabby cat were still in place.

"There’s been a change. Fellow Daoist Howling Moon, you lift the array and wait here with Fellow Daoist Three-Tails. Fellow Daoist Li, you follow me inside and wipe out all the three-headed demon wolves."

Shen Xuan did not wish to explain more.

The Howling Moon Fox did not ask further, formed hand seals, and removed the Profound Wood Trap Demon Array set in the dense forest.

The spirit fog dissipated, only then did the three-headed demon wolves inside regain their demonic awareness.

Some tier two demon wolves raised their heads and howled, summoning nearby demon wolves to gather.

At this moment, Shen Xuan and Li Ruyi transformed into two streams of light, one in front and one behind, flying swiftly into the dense forest.

Shen Xuan moved like lightning, and wherever he passed, the Ice Soul Divine Light spread like a tide.

The Sword Qi condensed into thousands of unstoppable Profound Ice Sword Silk, silently shuttling among the trees.

Whether hidden in the vegetation or attacking demon wolves, all were stiffened and immobilized upon contact with the Condensed Silk Sword Light, instantly covered with a layer of azure ice, transforming into variously postured ice sculptures.

Li Ruyi held the Nine Netherworld Soul-Capturing Lantern, its faint light flickering.

In the lantern seemed to be an invisible force, drawing out the souls of those demon wolves that had just met icy deaths, transforming them into wisps of ghosts, all captured within the lantern.

The ghostly flame of the lantern’s wick lightly jumped, refining these demon wolf souls into soul power, nurturing itself.

Shen Xuan and Li Ruyi moved swiftly, one freezing all, instantly turning the battle into slaughter.

The other, mysterious fire capturing souls.

Their cooperation was seamless, like a cloud of death sweeping over the demon wolf pack’s sky.

In just half an hour, tens of thousands of three-headed demon wolves in the dense forest were turned into ice sculptures, dead silent.

"Rise!"

Shen Xuan formed a hand seal and cast a spell.

A giant spiritual bag rose into the sky over the dense forest.

This was a Spatial Magical Treasure.

Tens of thousands of demon wolf ice sculptures were all captured and absorbed into the spiritual bag.

"All members, assemble!"

Shen Xuan used the Power of the Divine Soul, his voice echoing throughout the forest.

Half an hour later.

All Cyan Cloud Sect Right Army cultivators had returned.

Only a dozen or so cultivators, unfortunate in luck, met their end inside wolf bellies.

Shen Xuan ordered each Foundation Establishment cultivator to lead their teams and head towards Cyan Cloud Sect.

...

Dingyuan County.

A wilderness.

The demon army set up camp.

In the commander’s tent, the lights were bright.

Niu Dali and Ding Chunhua were silent.

Opposite them sat a female demon soldier, drinking by herself.

"Sister Hua, why didn’t you take action?"

"With the combined strength of us three, we could definitely kill that Shen Xuan scoundrel!"

After a long while, Ding Chunhua couldn’t resist asking.

"Can’t kill."

Hua Yanting, disguised as a female demon soldier, set down her wine cup.

"Shen Xuan is deeply hidden, his flesh body is formidable, not inferior to Niu’s leadership, making it difficult to deliver a fatal blow."

Ding Dali said with resentment, "If we were in the Holy Realm, I could unleash my full power. How could I lose to him!"

"The Young Master was not wrong, this person is deceitful and sly. In the Yuan Realm, it’s very hard to kill him,"

His nose had already returned to normal.

At that time, the intense pain caused his breath to become disordered, his power greatly reduced, forcing him to flee in defeat.

"You know as well, this is the Yuan Realm. Many means cannot be deployed here."

Hua Yanting said softly.

"Shen Xuan is at the peak of the Dharma Realm, having condensed the True Spirit Divine Dragon Dharma Aspect."

"If the three of us joined forces, perhaps we could defeat him. But to take his life would not be easy."

"If he retaliates with full force, at least one of us will fall."

Niu Dali sighed heavily.

He too was a Body Refining Master at the Dharma Realm and knew Hua Yanting was not wrong.

Ultimately, they were merely here to probe.

They did not wish to engage in a life-and-death struggle with Shen Xuan, perishing here.

Achievements are desirable, but one must survive to claim them.

"I concealed my presence and took action twice. Otherwise, could you both have escaped so smoothly?"

"Once Miss finds out, she’ll blame me for meddling."

Hua Yanting suddenly stood up.

"I’m returning to the Holy Realm. You two, take care."

These demons, upon descending into the Yuan Realm, experienced a significant decrease in power.

Yet their vision and experience remained intact.

If they truly encountered a strong enemy, they could still use demon-race secret techniques to briefly restore combat strength.

However, doing so comes with repercussions, damaging the Elixir Core.

Originally, Hua Yanting was here just to witness the commotion.

At this moment, she felt a vague sense of unease.

Naturally cautious, her first thought was to return to the Demon Realm as soon as possible.

As soon as she finished speaking.

Hua Yanting vanished into the void.

Niu Dali and Ding Chunhua looked at each other.

This clash taught them one thing.

The Human Race Cultivators of the Yuan Realm were not all useless.

Moreover, the restrictions of this world greatly affected their combat effectiveness.

"Alright, let’s also return and report!"

Ding Chunhua pondered a bit and proposed a suggestion.

"Without any achievements, how do we explain to the Young Master?"

"Besides, what to do with these demon soldiers?"

Niu Dali asked unwillingly.

"They were merely unwanted scraps to the Young Master, wasting blood food."

Ding Chunhua chuckled, "Select some elite ones to take back. The rest, let them fend for themselves in the Yuan Realm."

"We’ll report honestly. I suspect Shen Xuan’s strength has surged, and the Young Master is unaware."

Niu Dali glanced outside the tent at the tens of thousands of demon soldiers.

He shook his head lightly.

"Alright, as you say."

He knew that among the tens of thousands of demon soldiers left in the Yuan Realm, only a minority would survive.

This was the Young Master’s intention after all.

The majority served as cannon fodder.

A few were to remain hidden in the Yuan Realm for future full-scale invasion preparation.

The next morning.

Niu Dali issued orders.

Apart from a select few elite, the remaining demon soldiers dispersed, hiding in the Yuan Realm.

Following this, the two, accompanied by over a thousand elite, headed to the nearest demon realm passage.

Suddenly, a clear sword cry resonated through the heavens and earth.

A dazzling, galaxy-like Sword Light unexpectedly tore through the sky, carrying fierce Sword Intent, slashing toward Niu Dali at the forefront of the demon-race team.

Before the Sword Light arrived, its sharp Sword Intent cleansed the surrounding Demonic Qi.

"Sword Cultivator!"

Niu Dali’s eyes brightened, his entire Demon Essence erupted, two giant axes crossed to block, their demon marks flashing wildly, forming a thick, pitch-black barrier to shield his body.

His response could not be considered slow.

However, the brilliant Sword Light was quite peculiar.

"Ssshhh!"

The Sword Light ignored the giant axes’ obstruction, piercing straight through as if nothing was there, continuing unabated, directly aiming at Niu Dali’s head.

"Such audacity!"

Niu Dali roared angrily.

The ultimate protective Demonic Qi surged, raising a tangible, pitch-black Demon Shield, while his demonic armor flickered with ghostly light.

Yet all this appeared powerless before that pure Sword Light.

The Sword Light precisely struck Niu Dali’s demonic armored helmet.

"Boom!"

Niu Dali suffered a heavy blow, his massive demon body flew backward, crashing down several massive stones, leaving a hundred-zhang-long trench on the ground.

Now, his demonic armored helmet was deeply caved in, dark golden demonic blood flowing out.

His presence instantly waned.

Evidently, that one sword strike had critically injured him!

The power of that single sword was terrifying!

It faintly touched upon the realm of sword-breaking ten thousand laws.

The dense Demonic Qi of the demon-race emerged was swept away by the sword’s aftermath,

A figure in a purple robe stood in the void, his garments floating, Sword Intent formidable, resembling a sword immortal.

"Who are you?"

Niu Dali shouted angrily.

"Cyan Cloud Sect, Spirit Sword."

Spirit Sword True Master said casually, "You demons slaughtered eight hundred disciples of my Cyan Cloud Sect. Do you still wish to leave?"

Niu Dali’s face turned somewhat pale.

Yet demons are innately fierce and violent.

At this moment, he was clearly filled with rage.

"Mere sword cultivator of a small realm, boasting shamelessly!"

Niu Dali roared, his body expanding to nine zhang, with a Dharma Aspect of the Iron-devouring Demon Bull appearing behind him.

"Attack!"

Upon hearing the order, over a thousand elite demon-race members let out strange cries, rushing toward Spirit Sword True Master.

Yet Niu Dali himself transformed into a black light, escaping in the opposite direction!