"Your explanations can wait for them."
Shen Yi withdrew his gaze and walked towards the ruins with steady steps.
Indeed, no matter how much it tried to resemble a human, a demon is still a demon.
"You lowly thing, dare to sneak attack the likes of me!" Yue Tiance struggled to suppress the pain, stumbled to his feet, and, continuously provoked by the cultivator, finally stopped pretending in front of Zi Lan. The fine scales on his face spread rapidly, and then he hurtled towards the front.
Shen Yi brought his fingers together to form a sword gesture and gently placed them on his forehead.
In an instant, the dim Immortal’s Cave seemed to turn into daylight; auspicious clouds dispersed, revealing four majestic Immortal Cities!
Long Han, Chi Ming, Shang Huang, Kai Huang.
This was the limit of all cultivators of Hongze!
Zi Lan, the fairy, gazed upwards in shock. Only at this moment, she finally confirmed her previous guess.
This young cultivator had truly opened the Fourth City!
However, the shock in her eyes had just arisen when it quickly intensified multiple times.
She witnessed golden light emerging from the gates of the sprawling Immortal Cities, a light she had never seen before! Before this golden light, the original awe-inspiring purple radiance seemed much dimmer.
The entire process took but a single breath.
Shen Yi’s dark clothes transformed into close-fitting profound armor, a dark golden crown upon his head, and a Yin Yang Jade hanging at his waist.
With the swaying of his hair, he swallowed a blood-red Phoenix Origin, and his aura surged once again!
Although Shen Yi’s gaze was fixed on the distant Yue Tianji, at the moment Yue Tiance attacked, his long fingers perfectly landed on the attacker’s forehead.
The scorching Heartflame howled forth, enveloping Yue Tiance’s entire body.
Li Qingfeng’s Divine Skill was incredibly venomous, and without any Divine Soul defense, even the noble bloodline of the Yue Family couldn’t spare his eyes from bulging, his features contorted as he emitted a silent scream.
His body instinctively flipped backward, flailing at his unharmed self.
Shen Yi didn’t pay much attention to him, took another step forward, and arrived beside the Liang siblings. He grasped Yue Tianji’s face with his right palm, forcibly stopping his biting, and then with a wave of his hand, shattered the Spiritual Rope on Xuan Qing.
Xuan Qing, who had remained indifferent from the beginning, closed his eyes for the first time upon seeing Shen Yi.
He gritted his teeth forcefully but soon reopened them, whispering in an almost imperceptible voice, "Let’s go... he’s a madman... we can’t afford to provoke him for now."
Xuan Qing was not unaware of the value of a group of Returned Void Cultivators.
If it were ten thousand years ago, he might have been colder than the current Sect Masters.
But value is a relative thing.
For instance, himself.
Now that the Southern Dragon Palace and the Seven Sons were nearing open hostility, for the Seven Sons, there were only two outcomes.
If they lost, the Seven Sects would be destroyed, and he had no desire to survive on his own.
If they won, the Seven Sons would inevitably have to return to the Hongze level. By that time, his presence, which could attract the attention of immortals at any moment, would not only be worthless but would also become a major issue.
Moreover, Xuan Qing occasionally remembered Shen Yi’s initial response; he was genuinely worried that the young Sect Master might make some impulsive decision because of the insignificant strands of Hongmeng Purple Qi.
All things considered, trading him, Xuan Qing, for anything, even if nothing could be gained, would be a profit.
"He truly is a madman! There’s no need for you to stake your great future to play with a madman... Let’s go." Xuan Qing swallowed hard.
Upon hearing this, Shen Yi pondered for a moment and suddenly grinned, revealing his neat and white teeth, with a trace of ferocity, "I am too."
"Four City Cultivator... Four City Cultivator..."
Yue Tianji looked through the gaps in his fingers towards the four Immortal Cities and suddenly broke into an unrestrained laugh.
With the laughter becoming more intense, the mockery in it was apparent to anyone.
Ten thousand years ago, Xuan Qing was a Four City Cultivator, and with mastery over Myriad Laws, he was only slightly better than him.
So many years have passed; ordinary Four City Cultivators, no matter how renowned, were not really impressive in Yue Tianji’s eyes.