Chapter 96: Beheading Star Sword, First Watch

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  "Good boy, you've cleared the meridians of your entire body and reached the peak of the sixth level. Fifty years have passed, now it's up to your own luck to condense the Void Elixir, no one can help you."

  At some unknown time, a familiar voice faintly came from the void, and in front of Yang Yi, a figure suddenly appeared, it was Shangxuan Sanren.

  "Senior, are your injuries better?" Yang Yi asked respectfully.

  Xu Xuan San Ren slightly shook his head and said, "The injury has healed, but the cultivation has not yet recovered. That old scoundrel Ji Dao Zi is indeed formidable, he actually knocked down my realm. Hmph, one day, when I recover my cultivation, I'll make sure that Ji Dao Sect can't rest easy!"

  Shang Xuan's entire body was emitting a murderous aura.

  "Alright, the fifty-year period has arrived, and you kid really didn't disappoint this old man. Moreover, in the future, you will be of help to this old man, so naturally, this old man will give you some benefits, lest you get killed before you even grow up. This Star-Slaying Sword was obtained by this old man after killing a loose cultivator, it's not bad, a mid-grade artifact, but now it's useless to this old man, take it for self-defense."

  Shang Xuan Sanren stretched out his hand and waved it, immediately a beam of light flew towards Yang Yi. Yang Yi quickly grasped it, looking at the ancient long sword shining with light.

  This Zhongpin Fa Bao is no less than Ouyang Xin's Cangjian Feng.

  A drop of fresh blood dripped in, and he immediately felt a mysterious sensation.

  "Alright, alright, thank you senior! Junior will never forget this kindness!" Yang Yi was truly delighted and surprised. A mid-grade treasure, ah, he didn't even have a decent magical weapon, at most just a humble Qingfeng Needle, which really wasn't anything to speak of.

  "A mid-grade treasure at best, the most important thing is still your own cultivation. Only when you've truly transformed your bloodline will you barely have some self-preservation abilities. I'll help you out one more time since you're a good person. The drop of powerful blood in your body may be strong, but it's useless to you now, and it's also the Phoenix Bloodline, which will hinder your transformation later on. I'll help you get rid of it."

  Shangxuan Sanren was referring to the divine and mysterious blood within Yangyi's body. He reached out with his hand, and a formless power directly extracted that drop of essence from Yangyi's heart. Despite Yangyi's greatly increased strength, he still had no ability to resist.

  This drop of essence blood came out and transformed into a divine bird, transforming into a fiery bird that flew over to burn the Upper Mystic Scatterer.

  Shang Xuan San Ren coldly laughed and said: "It's just a six-layer transformation, yet you dare to lay hands on me? Exterminated!"

  Shangxuan Sanren is what kind of expert, Yang Yi vaguely knew, before being knocked down the boundary, this super expert must have reached the realm of Tongtian.

  Only to see the upper mysterious scattered people stretch out a hand and pop, a stock of terrible power instantly shoots out, directly blasting this divine firebird to pieces, disappearing into the void.

  Yang Yi's body no longer had that drop of essence blood, and the original core golden elixir also quickly melted away, only to condense into another drop of essence blood once again.

  Ninety-nine drops of essence blood, truly perfect, the essence blood in Yang's body reached a state of perfection, and his lifespan also reached 9,900 years.

  Bang

  Shang Xuan scattered with one punch, and the two reappeared in that mountain valley from back then. Fifty years had passed inside, but only five years had passed outside.

  The figure of the mysterious person suddenly flew up into the air, leaving behind only a faint voice: "Yang Yi, this humble person is going to a secret place to recover and cultivate. One last thing to tell you, the Extreme Dao Sect is rapidly expanding and has already destroyed many sects. Your small planet will soon be destroyed by them as well. Even your headquarters, Huálóng Palace, won't be able to withstand the high-ranking experts of the Extreme Dao Sect and will be annihilated in an instant. So, hurry up and cultivate! The more power you have, the more chances you'll have to survive. Hopefully, next time we meet, you'll still be able to help this humble person, haha!"

  The sound grew fainter and fainter, while the figure of Shangxuan Sanren had already disappeared without a trace.

  Yang Yi slightly furrowed his brow. He had already learned from the Upper Mystic's words just how powerful the Extreme Path Sect was, and Huà Lóng Palace was far from being a match for them.

  "Is it really true? And when will the Extreme Taoist sect arrive?"

  Yang Yi still had doubts, but the Upper Mystic had already left.

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  In the vast emptiness of the void, three figures suddenly appeared. All three wore white robes and exuded an aura of dominance and arrogance. Each of them had cultivated to the level of Congxue Eighth-Order Real Dan.

  "Senior brother, this star is just a small one, let's quickly capture a tongue and ask about the situation, then we can return to report. What kind of powerful figures could be on these small stars? Can they even withstand the great army of our Extreme Dao Sect?" The speaker was a pale-faced, arrogant man.

  The senior brother also had a proud face, nodded slightly, his eyes condensed slightly, and saw a cultivator flying rapidly below, nodded and said: "Good, there is a native below, catch him and ask him to know."

  The pale-faced man sneered: "What can these little aborigines do? Come on!"

  The three men accelerated downwards, swift and sudden, like three shooting stars.

  At this time, Yang Yi was flying towards Qingyang Prefecture, his speed was not fast.

  At this moment, his eyebrows suddenly furrowed, and his gaze instantly looked forward, only to see three rays of light falling in front of him like a thunderbolt.

  Seeing the attire of these three people, Yang's heart tightened. The attire of these three people was very strange and not at all like that of Huolong Palace or Tianyan Gate.

  "Could it be that these three people are cultivators from outside?"

  Yang Yi already knew that outside the Star Territory, there was a vast starry sky, where countless powerful sects or loose cultivators existed. Powerful cultivators were also emerging one after another. Even the Huálóng Palace headquarters was just an extremely small sect.

  "Who are you? Why are you blocking me?" Yang Yi pretended to look frightened.

  The three of them burst out laughing: "Haha, a native is just a native, so spineless. Look at his cultivation, only at the sixth level of Blood Condensation and he dares to run around alone. If this were outside, I don't know how many times he would have died already. Listen up, kid, we'll let you in on a secret: we three are disciples of the Extreme Dao Sect, a superpower from beyond the Starry Sky. You'd better answer our questions honestly if you want to keep your little life intact, got it?"

  These three people all faintly released their auras, an immense pressure like a great mountain pressed down on Yang Yi's body. Just this bit of pressure was already many times stronger than Zhao Yuantu, who was also at the eighth layer of the Congealed Blood Stage.