Entry: I Secretly Cultivate Immortality in the Martial Arts World

223: Chapter 223 My mindset got carried away; I need to readjust my strategy!Supreme Creation Small Luo Grotto-Heaven, Hall of Longevity.

Gu Yan sat atop the taixu guiyuan prayer mat, the radiance of great love behind his head rippling slightly.

That cushion originally had the effect of calming the heart and spirit, but for some reason, at this moment, it actually resonated with the radiance of great love.

Circles of invisible ripples spread from the cushion, intertwining and wrapping around the radiance behind his head.

Eventually, it turned into a cool sensation that pierced straight into Gu Yan’s spiritual platform.

At this moment, Gu Yan felt his mind was clearer than ever before.

It was as if a thin veil covering his heart had been lifted.

Many details he hadn’t noticed in his daily life now surfaced one by one.

This was a very strange feeling.

It was like a person looking in the mirror every day and not seeing any changes.

But suddenly one day, the person in the mirror became a stranger.

You are still you, but you know that something is different.

In this peculiar state, Gu Yan couldn’t help but start reflecting on the things he had done recently.

One by one, he went through them from the beginning.

Starting from his Breakthrough to the Immortal King Realm.

At that time, he had just entered the first level of the Immortal King Realm and felt that he was the greatest under heaven.

An Immortal King, that was a T1 existence in the Immortal Realm, so his mindset had drifted unconsciously.

What did he do after he drifted?

He carried out a series of layouts that seemed hot-blooded and domineering, but in reality, they didn’t bring much benefit to him.

Thinking of this, Gu Yan felt a chill down his back.

He suddenly woke up, wondering what had happened to him.

He, Gu Yan, although not one of those people who lived by the extreme path of caution, had never liked being reckless.

If he could sit, he would never stand; if he could lie down, he would never sit; if he could let others do the work, he would never do it himself.

Since his Transmigration, every step he had taken was steady, and he never did things he wasn’t sure of.

But ever since he broke through to the Immortal King Realm, why had he drifted so much?

Provoking Buddhism, sending an Incarnation to establish the Heavenly Court, sending an Incarnation to conquer various Realms.

Every single one of these things, which one didn’t look like something an arrogant villain who wouldn’t last three chapters would do?

Gu Yan frowned, subconsciously suspecting whether he had also been affected by the tribulation qi.

He checked carefully.

No.

He had the red trait ”Selfless and Formless Body” on him; even the Great Dao couldn’t discover him, and the Heavenly Dao couldn’t calculate him, so things like tribulation qi naturally couldn’t breed on him.

He was like a smooth pebble; no filth could cling to him.

Therefore, using tribulation qi as an excuse didn’t hold up.

Gu Yan was silent for a long time.

In the end, he had to admit one fact.

It was simply that his mindset had drifted.

He had cultivated to the Immortal King Realm, felt that he was awesome, and felt that he could walk sideways.

So, with a hot head, he made a series of irrational decisions.

Looking back now, those decisions couldn’t be said to be entirely wrong, but the execution method was definitely problematic.

Thinking of this, Gu Yan took out a jar of wine from his storage ring, tilted his head back, and gulped down several large mouthfuls, then admonished himself in his heart:

”From today on, I must become steady again.”

”Steady, like an old dog.”

”I cannot drift anymore.”

”What is an Immortal King?”

”Above that, there is still the Immortal Emperor.”

”Above the Immortal Emperor, there is still the Hunyuan Daluo Saint Realm.”

”And above the Hunyuan Daluo Saint Realm, who knows if there is anything higher.”

”The path of cultivation is long; taking it one step at a time is the right way.”

”If you take too large a step, crack, you might tear a muscle.”

Gu Yan took a deep breath, his mind stirred, and he simultaneously issued new instructions to his three External Incarnations.

The instruction for Long Da was that the trip to the Immortal Realm’s plan remained unchanged, but the method had to change.

Although he had told Long Da not to be too arrogant, that instruction hadn’t been forceful enough.

Now, it was clearly changed to developing in secret.

Find a hidden spirit mountain blessed land as a Foundation, do not set up a banner, and do not make a spectacle.

First Cultivate forces and accumulate reserves; wait until the original body’s cultivation is sufficient before officially revealing the banner of the Heavenly Court.

The instruction for Immortal Emperor Yuan Fang was that the development plan for the Great Alliance of the Heavens and Universe remained unchanged, but it would also be carried out in secret.

First, support local forces in various Realms as proxies, expanding influence in an indirect way rather than coming forward to conquer directly.

Especially in the Spirit Realm and the Demon Realm, the situation was complex, and there were Immortal Realm forces intervening behind the scenes, so one must not act rashly.

The instruction for Ming He was similar to that for Immortal Emperor Yuan Fang.

After conveying the instructions, Gu Yan pondered for a moment.

The reason he made this series of adjustments was simple: the timing was not yet right.

His current strength was sufficient for self-preservation, but not enough to confront the top forces of the Immortal Realm head-on.

Long Da and Immortal Emperor Yuan Fang’s plans themselves were not problematic; the problem was that the execution method was too high-profile.

Set up the framework first, but the framework must be hidden in the shadows.

Wait until the original body Cultivates to the Immortal Emperor Realm, then reveal the framework; at that time, who would dare say a word of dissent?

Gu Yan understood this, and his heart settled down.

He put away the wine jar and closed his eyes to enter meditation again.

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Meanwhile, in the Demon Realm.

Feng Bage was already killing crazily.

He pushed horizontally all the way from the Southern Territory, and wherever he passed, the corpses of the Demon Race lay everywhere.

His goal was very clear: those of the Demon Race attempting to head to the Northern Plains of the Spirit Realm.

Between the Southern Territory of the Demon Realm and the Northern Plains of the Spirit Realm, due to the handiwork of Ancestor Xuetu, a spatial rift appeared connecting the two Realms.

Since the Northern Plains of the Spirit Realm were occupied by the Demon Race, this rift had become the main thoroughfare for the Demon Race to travel between the two Realms.

Since learning the news, Feng Bage had specifically guarded the only path leading to the rift.

Those who came were all slaughtered.

The number of Demon Race members at the Tribulation Crossing Realm who had died at his hands was already two or three.

Feng Bage was originally an Immortal King in his Reincarnation, and although his cultivation had not yet fully recovered, dealing with these ordinary Demon Race members, relying on the Divine Ability of the Way of Killing Life, was simply like cutting melons and vegetables.

For a time, the Southern Territory of the Demon Realm became a river of blood, and countless Demon Race members perished at his hands.

This action completely angered the powerful being behind Ancestor Xuetu, the Grand Demon Venerable of Primordial Beginning, Limitless, World-Ending, Heavenly Punishment.

This Great Demon Venerable was an existence at the Peak of the Immortal King Realm, held a revered status in the Demon Realm, and had countless Demon Race subordinates.

Ancestor Xuetu was one of the great generals under his command.

The Great Demon Venerable used his various Divine Abilities and methods to deduce and investigate, eventually discovering Feng Bage’s origin.

There was no Immortal King backing this kid, because this kid was himself an Immortal King in his Reincarnation.

Moreover, his background was not small.

In the Immortal Court of the Immortal Realm, under the seat of the Cang Emperor, he was the Yinghuo Star God.

As for why this Star God had fallen to the point of Reincarnation and re-cultivation, the Great Demon Venerable recalled it after a slight moment of thought.

Back then in the Immortal Realm, this matter had caused quite a stir.

A significant rift had developed between the Yinghuo Star God and the Cang Emperor, and the specific reasons were debated by many.

Some immortals said it was a disagreement in political views, and some demons said it was a power struggle.

Others said it was because of a certain event that angered the Cang Emperor.

In any case, the result was the same: the Yinghuo Star God was demoted to the mortal world by the Cang Emperor, stripped of his divine position, and sent to Reincarnation.

This matter was not a secret in the Immortal Realm.

Any existence at the Immortal King level who was well-informed knew at least something about it.

As a Peak Immortal King, the Great Demon Venerable was naturally among those in the know.

Therefore, if the Great Demon Venerable took action against Feng Bage, the Cang Emperor would not only not say anything, but might even be happy to see it happen.

After all, the Cang Emperor did not get along with the Yinghuo Star God and certainly would not want the other party to Cultivate back and retake the position of Star God.

Someone was cleaning up this trouble for him; he would be too happy to object, so why would he hold anyone accountable?

Thinking of this, the Great Demon Venerable had a conclusion in his heart.

He planned to take action.

Not to kill Feng Bage; killing him would be letting him off too easily.

This little brat had killed so many of his Demon Race in the Demon Realm; if he didn’t impose severe punishment, where would he, the Great Demon Venerable, put his face?

He planned to suppress Feng Bage’s true spirit for eternity, preventing him from being reborn, preventing him from Reincarnation, and trapping him in endless darkness for generation after generation.

”Want to Cultivate back and return to the position of Star God?”

”Dream on.”

The Great Demon Venerable was very angry.

The point of his anger was not because of how many Demon Race members Feng Bage had killed.

To him, the Demon Race were no different from ants.

What he cared about was the expendable resources.

In the Great Demon Venerable’s understanding, all things in the world, whether human, demon, monster, or ghost, were nothing more than expendable resources.

The only difference was to whom these resources belonged and whether they were for his use.

The Demon Race members Feng Bage killed, although only low-level resources, were his, the Great Demon Venerable’s, resources.

The more the Great Demon Venerable thought about it, the angrier he became, and without further hesitation.

He raised his hand and struck, completely disregarding the backlash of the Heavenly Dao. A palm strike crossed the Immortal and Demon Realms, carrying monstrous ferocity, and pressed straight down towards where Feng Bage was located.