Sovereign to Immortality

2Yang Junshan and Wu Shuo had worked together to suppress Ouyang Yulin's White Bone Banner. Ning Bin and Ning He had already activated their magic tools. Both of them pointed to the sky and shouted, "Fall!"    3

    

Two magic tools appeared from high up in the sky in different directions. During the process of dropping, the earth attributed Spiritual Energy constantly condensed on the surface of the magic tool, and during the process of falling, sparks would be created from the earth attributed Spiritual Energy. Then, they turned into dazzling lights and formed a tail of flame.    

    

Using the flying stones technique, the Ning uncle and nephew duo used their respective magic tools as carriers to condense earth spirit energy. The power of their spirit art would undoubtedly grow stronger.    

    

"Do you really think that you can do whatever you want just to delay this demon's magic equipment? Childish, this devil will let you see the methods of the True Devil Realm!"    

    

Ouyang Yulin pushed his hands above his head. Two balls of red magic aura shot out and formed two giant demon spirit hands in the air. The two meteors actually fell from the sky.    

    

Both sides were extremely fast, and very quickly, the Demon Spirit's palm and the meteorite clashed, and in an instant, fire and red smoke flew out together, and the two Demon Spirit's giant hands continued to fall, but were not penetrated by the meteorite at all. Instead, the two meteorites lost their previous speed, and the flame on their surface also started to dim.    

    

When they were only a few dozen feet away from Ouyang Yulin, the two meteorites were completely held by the Demon Spirit's giant hands.    

    

Ning Bin and Ning He hastily tried to retrieve their magic tools, but after Ouyang Yulin let out a strange laugh, he suddenly closed his hands and held the two meteorites tightly in his hands. No matter how hard they tried to shake the magic tools, they were unable to break free.    

    

It was also at this time that Yan Qinxi and Yan Zhong, who had noticed that the situation had taken a turn for the worse, sent their respective Grand White Golden Light Slash towards Ouyang Yulin from their left and right.    

    

At the moment when the two golden lights weren't able to enter the devil aura, dense black threads spread out from the blood-red aura, wrapping around the two golden lights and constantly wearing down the energies of the two divine abilities. Finally, when they arrived in front of him, the two divine abilities were dissolved.    

    

When Yan Qingxi and Yan Zhong were fighting, Ning Bin and Ning He were already on the verge of breaking free from the Demon Spirit's palms.    

    

However, he didn't expect that Ouyang Yulin would be able to block the attacks of the two Grand White Goldlight Swords just by relying on his defensive qi barrier. He gripped the Demon Spirit's palms tightly, and it was difficult for him to break free of the two magic tools.    

    

He saw the two Demon Spirit's palms get tighter and tighter. The meteorite formed from pure earth elemental spiritual energy had already started to shatter. Once the magic item was destroyed, Ning Bin and Ning He would definitely be seriously injured.    

    

However, at this moment, the ground suddenly started to shake violently. Everyone looked at Yang Junshan, whose arms seemed to have reached the limit of what they could bear.    

    

"Earth Movement …"    

    

The Mountain Lord's Seal was also trembling violently, but this trembling was more like crushing. The waves of blood underneath the collapsed hill were being suppressed, causing the originally blood-red soil to return to its original color.    

    

As for Xue Lang, the flag of bones was also emitting creaking sounds under the suppression of the Mountain Lord's Seal. It seemed as if it would be crushed into pieces at any moment.    

    

"How dare you!"    

    

For the first time, Ouyang Yulin's voice carried a sense of fear.    

    

"Shan —"    

    

It was as if Yang Junshan was shouting with all his might while carrying a mountain on his back. The last bit of energy left in his chest was squeezed out, yet he could only shout the word "mountain", yet he couldn't say it.    

    

Everyone's eyes and consciousness suddenly felt as if the entire world was shaking, and the hill that had already collapsed once again collapsed, but this time, it was the Mountain Lord's Seal that was suppressing the power of the mountain, causing the soil to further solidify. This also caused the Mountain Lord's Seal and the White Bone Banner to have a face-to-face confrontation.    

    

"Bang bang bang!" A crisp sound like a drum beating Ouyang Yulin's heart rang out. Under Ouyang Yulin's incredulous gaze, more sounds of things shattering arose. Ouyang Yulin felt his chest tighten as he spat out a mouthful of blood.    

    

The destruction of the lifeblood magic tool caused Ouyang Yulin to lose control of the demon essence in his body. Ning Bin and Ning He took the opportunity to break their magic tools from the hands of the demon spirit.    

    

"You dare to destroy my lifeblood magic tool? This Demon shall die with you today!"    

    

Not only did the destruction of the White Bone Flag not cause Ouyang Yulin's heart to turn cold, but it instead gave off a violent and tyrannical feeling. The blood-red life demon essence seeped out of his body and slowly condensed into a blood-red long saber.    

    

This was the Ouyang Family's inherited spirit art, the "Blowing Wind into Soldier" technique. Currently, it was fused with Ouyang Yulin's own demonic art. This blood-red longblade was formed from his own life's demon essence, and its power was even greater than that of a high-grade magic tool.    

    

"Demonic nature. Demons are paranoid but they are always smart. You have learnt the paranoid nature of demons but you are so stupid that you are about to die. That is why you are not worthy of becoming a demon!" The look of disdain on Yang Junshan's face became even stronger.    

    

"Brat, you are qualified to talk about demons. Do you know what is a demon? "Go to hell!"    

    

Ouyang Yulin gave a loud roar, and the blood-red saber light cut through the air. The blood-red saber light cut through the air, and it caused the wind and clouds to change, as if the entire world was in his hands.    

    

With a sigh, Yang Junshan pulled out his right hand, and a half foot long purple gold colored glyph appeared in his hand. Following the continuous inflow of the spiritual energy in his body, the spiritual energy that was originally circulating on the glyph suddenly increased in intensity, and this glob of spiritual energy flew out from Yang Junshan's hand and turned into a dazzling ball of light in the air.    

    

Then, the ball of light suddenly fell. It didn't have the long tail flame that came after using the Flying Stone Spirit Art, nor did it burn the white light in the sky. Instead, it suddenly fell from the sky and disappeared!    

    

The Falling Mountain Strike was also known as the "Starfall Art". The precious technique sealed within the treasure talisman that Yang Junshan had first obtained was shockingly the Starfall Art.    

    

The blood-red saber that Ouyang Yulin had formed with his own life demon essence and the power of the 'Blow Away Spirit Art' was no weaker than a spirit artifact. However, it was only a single strike!    

    

Should he continue to kill the Martial Disciples in front of him, or should he block the falling meteors?    

    

As the blood-red saber swung down, Ouyang Yulin had already made his decision in an instant – to preserve his life!    

    

Ouyang Yulin had managed to block the strike that had fallen from the sky, but the blood-red sword that he had summoned with his life's demon essence had also shattered. Ouyang Yulin spat out another mouthful of blood.    

    

"You really aren't worthy of becoming a demon!"    

    

Yang Junshan gave a loud shout and rushed towards Ouyang Yulin. There was a long blade in his hand, with two words carved into the hilt: Slashing the mountain!    

    

As Yang Junshan flew, he slashed out with his machete. The Mountain Splitting Spirit Art transformed into a thin saber light, slicing through space as it shot straight towards Ouyang Yulin.    

    

Ouyang Yulin, who was severely injured and severely injured, could not dodge in time. He could only use his defensive qi barrier, hoping that he could use the same Great White Gold Light Slash that he used to block Yan Qingxi and Yan Zhong to wear down Yang Junshan's saber light.    

    

The blade light entered the defensive qi barrier, and the black line from the blood-red light continued to wrap around the sword light. However, before it could get close, it had already shattered. The protective qi barrier that was the difference between a True Devil Realm and Martial Disciple Realm was like a piece of paper in front of this blade light.    

    

A slender saber light flashed past. The blood-red Qi barrier instantly shrank, revealing a look of disbelief. Ouyang Yulin blankly stared at Yang Junshan, who had stopped a hundred feet away from him.    

    

"Spirit, spirit artifact, you can actually control a spirit artifact!"    

    

The machete in Yang Junshan's hand vanished in an instant, and he said with an indifferent expression, "Are you surprised that I am able to control a spiritual tool?"    

    

"How is this possible, how is this possible!"    

    

Ouyang Yulin mumbled to himself as if he was saying that it was impossible for a Martial Disciple to control a spirit artifact, but it also seemed like he was predicting something.    

    

A thin line of blood suddenly appeared on the tip of Ouyang Yulin's nose. Then, it rapidly extended from top to bottom. Without waiting for the blood to dye his entire body red, Ouyang Yulin's body fell down in two halves.    

    

A True Devil Realm cultivator, equivalent to a human cultivator, had actually died under the siege of a group of Martial Cultivators. In fact, even with the help of the treasured talismans, Ouyang Yulin had been able to escape unscathed several times, but he had given up. He had never believed that he would perish under the hands of a few Martial Disciples.    

    

He took the storage bag from Ouyang Yulin's waist and turned his body into a pile of ashes. When Yang Junshan turned around, he saw that everyone was staring at him with dumbfounded expressions.    

    

"You guys, what's going on?" Yang Junshan felt a little scared under everyone's gaze, so he couldn't help but ask.    

    

Yan Qingxi's large eyes revealed a look of disbelief as she asked in a daze, "We killed a cultivator of the Spiritual Master Stage?"    

    

Ning Bin also said, "How is it possible that a Zhenren Realm cultivator died just like that? How is that possible?!"    

    

Yan Zhong, on the other hand, looked deeply at Yang Junshan and said, "I was wondering how little friend Yang could refine the Flying Hong Bell and Primeval Hammer in such a short time, but now little friend Yang can even control a spiritual weapon. So, the two high-grade magic tools are easy to refine."    

    

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The second chapter is about to begin. Since everyone is so generous in April, Sleeping Autumn will also try to update and reduce the swelling while calling for May's monthly tickets.