Chapter 826: The Power of an Immortal

Master Yulian faced the approaching Tianyue Demon King with an unshaken expression, still wearing a compassionate countenance, showing not the slightest fear; as a great cultivator on the verge of attaining the Bodhisattva fruit, she feared neither life nor death, let alone a mere demon.

The thousand-zhang Bodhisattva manifestation now radiated Buddhist light; the previously held Tianjin Treasure Vase Seal transformed once more, revealing a new hand seal, and as this seal appeared, the once gentle-faced Bodhisattva manifestation seemed to transform into a wrathful Vajra, all Buddhist light converging, myriad colored divine radiance gathering.

Suddenly.

Heaven and earth darkened; a mountain, blotting out the sun and sky, descended from above, intending to suppress all evil and heretical forces within heaven and earth.

The mountain was not physical—it was a manifestation of Master Yulian's spiritual power, inscribed with sutras, dharma seals, blessed by countless Buddhas, imbued with boundless divine might.

This display of spiritual power jolted Li Yi awake from his cultivation.

The moment he opened his eyes, he saw Master Yulian battling the Tianyue Demon King, with two Immortals watching from afar; in an instant, Li Yi understood exactly what had happened.

"They really are taking me seriously—a great demon, two human Immortals personally coming here to kill me? Are they really this desperate?" he thought, slightly startled.

But soon, he understood their reasoning.

They must have seen my latent threat on the battlefield and rushed to eliminate me before I grew stronger—if I continued advancing, they'd probably never sleep again.

But he hadn't expected Master Yulian to directly confront the Tianyue Demon King; without her, he wouldn't even know how he'd died.

Yet in this moment of crisis, Li Yi had no time to dwell on it.

He immediately left the pile of rubble, escaping the influence of the temporal force; when he instinctively summoned his magic power, a look of surprise crossed his face.

Have I really become this strong?

Merely clenching his fist, the terrifying power within his body surged forth, making him feel he could easily shake the heavens and shatter the void; his Primordial Spirit manifestation, refined by the Five Elements, now seemed impervious to all laws, possessing unprecedented strength.

If his physical body and Primordial Spirit merged fully, Li Yi himself didn't know how powerful he'd become.

At the very least, great demons and Mahayana cultivators could be crushed with a mere gesture.

"Woman, get out of my way. Don't block me from killing."

Yet at that moment, the Tianyue Demon King's icy voice roared across heaven and earth; his crimson eyes brimmed with endless killing intent, his terrifying Demon King power erupting, and beside him, the Demon King artifact, the Precious Moon Disc, instantly unleashed millions of freezing rays capable of annihilating heaven and earth.

This strike alone could shatter an entire continent; had it struck Earth before its evolution, two or three such attacks would have utterly destroyed it.

But in this strange land, though the Demon King's assault was terrifying, it was enveloped by temporal force, preventing its destructive waves from spreading, limiting the damage.

Even so, the Precious Moon Disc's assault left the thousand-zhang Bodhisattva manifestation battered and broken, its form fragmented; even the vast mountain above its head crumbled continuously.

Yet Master Yulian possessed immense spiritual power; despite this, she did not retreat, pressing down relentlessly.

The two supreme Qiangzhe now clashed, as if all around them were destined for annihilation, filling the air with dread.

Even though Li Yi had cultivated for twelve years under the influence of temporal force and grown immensely stronger, he still felt powerless against such attacks—after all, the gap in realm could not be bridged by mere hard work.

"Chijin Armor." Li Yi did not hesitate—he stacked armor.

In an instant, he pulled five Chijin Armors from the Chijin Five-Element Bracelet; each Chijin Dao artifact rivaled a celestial artifact in defense from the Xianxian Continent. With five stacked, Chijin divine radiance wove together, shielding him completely.

But during battle, more Chijin Armor wasn't always better—maintaining Dao artifacts consumed vast amounts of magic power.

But for Li Yi now, this was no issue; his ninety acupoints resonated in unison, his magic power eighteen times greater than a normal cultivator's—maintaining five Chijin Dao artifacts was more than sufficient.

"Master Yulian, I leave this Demon King to you—I won't stay and hinder you."

Li Yi's Chijin divine radiance shattered two layers under the residual shockwave; he sensed danger, spoke those words, then swiftly retreated, fleeing deeper into this strange land.

The Canpo thousand-zhang Bodhisattva manifestation cast a fleeting glance at Li Yi, saying nothing; she sought to guide Li Yi to enlightenment, naturally not wishing to see him die, and so she made no move to stop his escape.

But this scene was witnessed by Bai Xuan Sword Immortal and Feihong Immortal.

"Li Yi, don't think you can escape. Demon King, we'll kill Li Yi for you." The two Immortals immediately veered away from the battle, deflecting residual force while hurtling toward Li Yi at blinding speed.

In this environment, teleportation was impossible—the Demon King's power could shatter space itself; the entire region's spatial fabric was unstable. Forcing teleportation might cause one to vanish into the void.

"Human Immortals from the Xianxian Continent?" Li Yi retreated while observing this.

"Human Immortals are far weaker than Demon Kings—barely between the peak of Three Flowers and Great Perfection. With my current strength, I might just hold my own against them."

His gaze shifted as he weighed their respective strengths.

But Li Yi did not attack—he continued retreating, luring them away from the center of the battle to avoid drawing the Demon King's attention.

"Still trying to flee? You seek death." Bai Xuan Sword Immortal coldly roared; a blade of light instantly illuminated heaven and earth, and next, a crystal-clear immortal sword radiating three-colored divine light erupted from the endless swordlight, striking directly at Li Yi.

Sword Immortals killed across a thousand li in the blink of an eye—how much more so when they were only dozens of li apart?

The moment Li Yi saw the immortal sword, he felt terrifying power slam onto him; the Chijin radiance before him shattered layer by layer, and in an instant, five layers were pierced.

Just as Bai Xuan Sword Immortal believed this strike would kill Li Yi outright, his expression darkened.

The immortal sword had struck Li Yi—but it had not pierced through the Chijin Armor.

In truth, it had pierced one layer; Li Yi felt the first Chijin Armor was fully penetrated, and the blade lodged itself in the second, unable to advance further.

Even an Immortal's sentient sword could not easily pierce all five of his Chijin Armors in one strike.

"Xianxian Continent Sword Immortal? Not impressive." Li Yi seized the opportunity; two Chijin Divine Swords appeared in his hands, and his ninety acupoints unleashed torrents of magic power, thirty pairs of Dragon-Tiger forces roaring through heaven and earth.

Terrifying power radiated outward; the two Chijin Divine Swords blazed brilliantly, their Dao artifact power pushed to its limit.

"Bai Xuan Sword Immortal, recall your sentient sword!" Feihong Immortal realized what was happening and shouted.

Bai Xuan Sword Immortal, sensing Li Yi's power, was stunned; last time, Li Yi had merely dominated Mahayana cultivators, but now his power had reached a level capable of threatening Immortals.

He had no time to think—he used his Primordial Spirit to recall the sword.

But it was too late.

Li Yi's two Chijin Divine Swords, fueled by his full strength, slashed down upon the incoming blade; he knew well—the sentient sword was the sword cultivator's life. If he damaged it, the opponent would suffer grievously.

BOOM!

Dragon-Tiger Heji, divine power erupted; Chijin radiance exploded like countless meteors before him, followed by a deafening clash of metal on metal.

Though the Chijin Divine Swords were Dao artifacts, their material was capable of forging immortal weapons; in direct collision, the Xianxian Continent's immortal sword instantly sustained damage, shards flying off.

The Chijin Divine Swords suffered even greater damage—deep gashes appeared, surrounded by spiderweb cracks, as if they would shatter at any moment.

Sensing his sentient sword damaged, Bai Xuan Sword Immortal trembled violently, then spat a stream of Immortal blood, his face instantly pale, forcing him to halt his advance.

"Little thief, die!"

Feihong Immortal, shocked and enraged, surged with Immortal power and struck from afar; instantly, myriad Immortal lights erupted, brimming with infinite killing intent, like an ocean swallowing Li Yi whole.

"Immortal power? Not impressive."

Yet next, Li Yi let out a roar like a true dragon emerging from the sea, bursting through the sea of killing light; his Chijin Armor bore cracks, but his flesh remained unharmed.

"What?" Feihong Immortal was astonished.

"His armor's defense is astonishing—nearly equal to a low-grade defensive Immortal artifact—and he's wearing more than one. My sword pierced five layers of protective radiance and two layers of armor, yet still failed to kill him."

Behind her, Bai Xuan Sword Immortal gritted his teeth.

He recalled his sentient sword, but it was no longer at its peak—two notches marred its blade, shards scattered beyond recovery, and its glow dimmed; repairing it would take untold time.

"This little thief is this rich?" Feihong Immortal was stunned.

Are Immortal artifacts really so common?

On the Xianxian Continent, Immortals spent years traveling to forge even a single Immortal artifact.

"Still, he paid a heavy price to ruin my sword."

Bai Xuan Sword Immortal took a deep breath, channeling countless Immortal energies, then forming a new sword.

Aside from his sentient sword, as a sword cultivator, his own body was a sword.

But Li Yi, emerging from the chaos, merely sneered, withdrew his two damaged Chijin Divine Swords into the Five-Element Bracelet, then pulled out two new ones.

He had many such swords—he'd brought back fifty from the Wildlands; after giving some away, he still had over forty.

Seeing the new Chijin Divine Swords in Li Yi's hands, Bai Xuan Sword Immortal and Feihong Immortal froze.

More?

When did such artifacts become mass-produced?

They could tell—the new swords were identical to the damaged ones, forged by the same hand.

(End of Chapter)