Xuan Qing had no doubt that if the adversary made a move, it would truly be because they sensed their life was in danger and, for that, they would likely not hesitate to slaughter every cultivator from Southern Hong.
With this thought in mind, Xuan Qing retreated from outside the Formation and headed towards the Ancestral Master Hall.
[In the 730,000th year, through your three persons’ alternating struggles, this Azure Sky finally let out a long sigh. You fully comprehended the True Intent of Shen Yue, and within the palm of your hand, this streak of True Intent spread out like a densely woven web, sketched across the firmament and gradually transforming into a magnificent mountain shape, completely suppressing the heavens.]
[Union Dao (Immortal). Shenyue Zhenqingtian: Perfection]
[Remaining Demon Lifespan Years: 34,300,000]
Shen Yi was drenched in sweat, his arms trembling ceaselessly as he propped himself up from the ground, his wet hair as though it could wring out water.
His breathing echoed in the empty great hall.
Ke Shisan and Yue Tianji were even more disheveled, their tall and robust figures lying sprawled on the floor tiles, eyes bulging and neck tendons standing out, unable to utter a word, only a faint trembling sound could be heard.
Unlike the previous task of acclimating the Azure Sky to Shen Yue, which merely required time and patience.
This time’s extrapolation involved the three of them using the small mountain Magic Treasure to forcefully battle with this sky for tens of thousands of years before finally subduing it.
And the main force was still that small mountain...
Without the Immortal’s left behind Magic Treasure, just sitting in meditation without using any Heaven and Earth Treasures, not to mention tens of thousands of years—even if they were to pour all their remaining Lifespan Years into it, it’s doubtful they could cause much of a stir.
After retching for a long time, Shen Yi’s eyes gradually regained their clarity.
He staggered to his feet, appearing disheveled, yet every move he made affected the very fabric of the world.
From his palm extended the mountain shape that had been drafted in the sky above, resembling an imposing avatar, acting in place of him to make the move.
Only then could it be called "subduing" the Azure Sky, not just merely borrowing strength.
With a breakthrough in his Cultivation Technique, Shen Yi was in high spirits, remembering that the Ten Thousand Tribulations Blood God Technique had no further sequences and considering that the two Hall Masters were indeed not in condition to extrapolate further, he decisively took both into the Ten Thousand Demon Hall.
Shen Yi put away the Immortal Law, and although the numerous Arrays’ augmentation meant that the white robe of Nanyang would not get dirty, he still maintained the habits of a commoner due to his brief time in practice.
If he sweated, then he had to change his clothes.
After slightly tidying his clean black robe, Shen Yi walked towards the Ancestral Master Hall.
Having entered Union Dao, he had become a part of this precious land, his entire being floated like a breeze across the sky, and by the time his boots touched ground, he was already at the great hall’s entrance.
Shen Yi glanced towards the hall and saw Xuan Qing busily writing something with a complex expression on his face.
Upon hearing the deliberate reminder, Xuan Qing’s whole body shook as if caught in the act, quickly putting away the paper and pen.
He hadn’t forgotten how Sect Master Shen had once mockingly commented on his nickname without batting an eye.
"Writing to the Sect Master of Treasure Flower Sect?"
Shen Yi wasn’t a gossip, he casually asked.
"The Sect Master is thinking too much." Xuan Qing’s expression stiffened, and although the letter wasn’t for the Sect Master of Treasure Flower Sect, the reason for writing the letter was indeed somewhat related to her.
To be truthful, writing a letter to the former father-in-law, while helping the Seven Sons of Hong, also concurrently seeking assistance for another woman, inevitably felt a bit guilty.
Under Shen Yi’s silent gaze, Xuan Qing heaved a sigh and handed over the letter: "Well, eventually it will still trouble the Sect Master to send this out."
In his current state, he simply couldn’t leave Southern Hong.
Shen Yi raised his eyebrows, took the letter to glance at it and, upon seeing the words, looked at Xuan Qing helplessly and then slipped it into his Finger Ring: "Confiscated."
What a joke, to involve the East Dragon Palace.
With the size of those Purple-Bearded White Dragons, they could easily attract the attention of many forces, like the Infinite Dao Emperor Sect, the Yue Family, and even Immortals and the Northern Dragon Palace.
Considering the things he had done, any single exposure could create troubles far scarier than those of the Western Dragon Palace.
Shen Yi reached out to snatch the pen, called for Qingfeng: "Watch him for me, don’t let him write any more letters."
"Sect Master——" Xuan Qing stood up somewhat helplessly, wanting to say something but found himself unable to speak.
Shen Yi knew exactly what the other was worrying about—it was nothing more than concern for the safety of the Sect Master of Treasure Flower Sect.
Shen Yi turned and walked out of the hall: "I have to try first. If it really doesn’t work, then when the time comes, even if you don’t want to write, I will have to coerce you."
Upon hearing this, Xuan Qing stood still in shock, wanting to step forward to stop him but found that the Sect Master had already vanished into the precious land.
Not... he did care somewhat about Treasure Flower Sect, but that was because the Sect Master of Treasure Flower had helped Nanyang a lot, but how could he let Nanyang Sect fall into the embarrassing situation of being undefended for the sake of Treasure Flower Sect!
Moreover, he was completely unaware of the current situation.
What if this was a ploy by the Southern Dragon Palace, deliberately aimed at ensnaring the Sect Masters—if so, wouldn’t he become an inside betrayer!
Li Qingfeng stood silently in place, then stepped forward to pat Predecessor Xuan Qing’s shoulder, consoling: "Predecessor, I thought you would have gotten used to it by now."
"When has the Sect Master ever let anyone down with words he’s spoken?"