Cultivation: I Signed in with the Talent of an Immortal at the Start

Chapter 55: The combined souls and the sectʼs crisis

“What’s wrong?”

Little White Tiger immediately sensed Han Xuanji’s somewhat heavy mood.

“A Heavenly Demon has appeared.”

Han Xuanji frowned slightly and said in a deep voice.

“Ah!”

Little White Tiger was startled.

One must know that Heavenly Demons are at least Immortal-level beings.

Even if their strength greatly declines upon arriving in the Spirit Realm, only Tribulation Transcendence Realm powerhouses can deal with them.

“And it’s within the Sect.”

“Master, let’s run!”

Little White Tiger’s body trembled, ready to flee at any moment.

“However, it’s only a remnant Soul, so it shouldn’t have strength exceeding the Tribulation Transcendence Realm.”

Han Xuanji rolled his eyes at Little White Tiger, signaling it to relax.

“I don’t know who you learned this from, but you’re already scared?”

Han Xuanji muttered.

Even without the demon suppression seal, he would have the strength to fight a Tribulation Transcendence Realm Demon Race member, at least confident in retreating safely.

And with the demon suppression seal, and having mastered many Cultivation Techniques that counter the Demon Race, Han Xuanji could be said to have a special advantage against the Demon Race.

He didn’t think a mere remnant Soul, sealed for countless years, would retain much strength.

Seeing Han Xuanji so confident, Little White Tiger felt a little more at ease.

However, it still gave a warning shot,

“Master, retreat when it’s time to retreat; this is what you taught me.”

“Naturally.”

Han Xuanji said indifferently.

He would never risk his life for anyone.

You could call him selfish or heartless.

This is Cultivation…

If he hadn’t guessed wrong, it should be the Heavenly Demon Sect acting in secret again.

And the Shenxuan Sect was completely unprepared for this, or rather, it was impossible to guard against.

“Location…”

Han Xuanji used the Heavenly Vision Art, combined with the information given by the demon suppression seal, and instantly locked onto the location, understanding in his heart.

“I’ve never even heard of that place. It must be where the Heavenly Demon is suppressed.”

Han Xuanji did not get up, but rather muttered in a low voice.

The Shenxuan Sect has a profound foundation and countless powerhouses.

He did not intend to rashly make a move to contend for the role of hero.

…..

“Hehehe… Excellent.”

“This Venerable One has been suppressed for a full seventy thousand years, and finally, I am out.”

“Lingxiu Daoist, you deserve to die!”

A deep voice exploded in the sky, filled with boundless resentment.

The entire massive mountain where the Demon Suppression Abyss was located vibrated violently without warning.

“What’s going on?!”

“An earthquake?”

“No! It’s from the bottom of the abyss! It’s coming from the bottom of the abyss!”

The guarding Disciples immediately fell into chaos.

The Golden Core Realm Disciples, in particular, turned pale, their spiritual Qi almost dispersed by the sudden terrifying Devilish Qi, and their protective spiritual light flickered unsteadily.

Zhao Qian, as a Nascent Soul cultivator, barely managed to steady himself, but his face was completely devoid of color.

He abruptly looked up, staring intently at the entrance of the Demon Suppression Abyss, his eyes filled with unprecedented horror and despair.

“Elder Shi… the bottom of the abyss… Devil Head…”

He clenched his teeth, his voice trembling with fear,

“Something’s happened! Something must have happened at the bottom of the abyss!”

Li Shanhai’s heart pounded.

His earlier uneasy premonition was instantly magnified to the extreme.

Elder Shi’s resolute back before he entered was incredibly clear in his mind at this moment.

“Senior Brother Zhao! Quick! Quickly warn the Sect! The highest level!”

Li Shanhai practically roared.

Zhao Qian awoke as if from a dream, hastily pulling out a crimson jade talisman from his In arms.

This was the emergency contact Magical Artifact, the Demon Suppression Command, issued by the Sect to the guarding Disciples.

He unhesitatingly poured all his spiritual Qi into it.

The jade talisman instantly erupted with dazzling red light, and an invisible fluctuation shot directly towards the Shenxuan Sect’s core area.

Almost at the very moment the “Demon Suppression Command” was issued.

Pitch-black Devilish Qi, like the breaking of the Styx River, surged out from the bottom of the Demon Suppression Abyss, carrying bone-chilling coldness and a despairing aura that made one’s Soul tremble, instantly engulfing the entire guarding area.

“Ah—!”

“No—!”

“Save me…”

Screams of agony were instantly swallowed by the Devilish Qi.

The first few Golden Core Realm Disciples to bear the brunt saw their protective spiritual light shatter like bubbles.

The moment their bodies touched the Devilish Qi, their flesh, bones, and even Souls were corroded and dissolved by the extremely yin and evil power, finally turning into wisps of black smoke that merged into the demonic tide, leaving not a trace behind.

Zhao Qian and Li Shanhai and others reacted slightly faster, instantly flying back desperately, while simultaneously unleashing their strongest defensive Magic Treasures and protective Spells.

However, the terror of that Devilish Qi far exceeded imagination.

“Bang!”

Zhao Qian’s protective mirror only lasted for a breath before its surface was covered in spider-web like cracks.

The next moment, they only felt an indescribable sense of fear born from the depths of their hearts.

Illusions swirled before their eyes, and countless twisted, wailing demonic shadows shrieked in their minds, almost tearing apart their minds.

“Guard your minds!”

Zhao Qian’s eyes were bloodshot.

He bit the tip of his tongue, the sharp pain bringing a moment of clarity as he desperately circulated his Cultivation Technique to resist the demonic thoughts’ invasion.

“What’s going on?”

“What demon dares to offend my Shenxuan Sect!”

Suddenly, a voice full of righteousness rang out.

“It’s Elder Shi!”

Suddenly, Zhao Qian caught sight of the figure in the sky and immediately cried out excitedly.

Li Shanhai, however, was startled.

He felt no joy, but rather his mood grew even heavier.

The sword light in the sky flickered, as if Shi Chong was engaged in a life-and-death struggle with a great demon.

However, the next moment.

Shi Chong arrived at the guarding area, looked at the few people barely clinging to life, and shook his head:

“I didn’t expect you all to still be alive.”

“However, the Devilish Qi has entered your bodies; you are beyond saving. Why don’t I send you on your way, lest you fall into the Demonic Path in the future and bring disaster to one side.”

Shi Chong muttered to himself, completely ignoring everyone.

His voice was so cold that it made everyone feel as if they had fallen into an abyss.

“Elder Shi, what are you saying? We can still be saved!”

A Disciple’s voice was tearful, completely unprepared for Elder Shi to say such a thing.

“You… You’re not Elder Shi, who are you!”

Zhao Qian was incredulous.

Could these be words a Sect Elder would say?

Devilish Qi entering the body was not incurable; it only made it easy for Heart Demons to grow, but it did not necessarily mean one would fall into the Demonic Path.

“You’re the Demonic Cultivator! You’ll die a terrible death!”

Li Shanhai clenched his fists and roared.

“Hahaha, I’m a Demonic Cultivator?”

Shi Chong laughed loudly, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

“I am not a Demonic Cultivator.”

The next moment, Shi Chong’s voice became incomparably chilling.

“My survival means the Shenxuan Sect will gain a future Body Integration Cultivator, and I will remember your sacrifice.”

Shi Chong muttered to himself, as if comforting himself.

The next instant.

His eyes became cold.