Chapter 1134: Chapter 1134: Pursuers Attack

Several tens of thousands of miles away from Chaos Sky City.

This place houses an ancient castle named “Demonic Immortal Castle,” created by a powerful Earth Immortal who commands tens of thousands of cultivators, all loyal to him.

In the high skies.

Jiaoyang Ancient Saint looked at the Positioning Ancient Order in his hand, pointing towards the Demonic Immortal Castle below, and said, “Qingyuan Ancient Saint is there!”

Qingyuan Ancient Saint is a reclusive Ancient Saint of the Shenzhou Continent.

This person did not create any Holy Land but chose to live in seclusion in the Heavenly Origin Sea, and is a good friend of Jiaoyang Ancient Saint.

“Damn it!”

As Jiaoyang Ancient Saint scanned the Demonic Immortal Castle below with his Divine Sense, he couldn’t help but glared with fury and cursed.

Ye Feng also released his Divine Sense to scan.

In the deepest part of the Demonic Immortal Castle, there was an ancient altar where an old man in tattered blue robes was nailed with numerous bizarre spikes.

This person was Qingyuan Ancient Saint.

His body was completely locked up; although he was still alive, he could not escape. Occasionally, he was fed with Spiritual Medicine, and then, the altar would extract the Origin of the Saint Realm from him to refine into Holy Origin.

This substance could enhance the cultivation level in the Immortal Realm.

For those below the Immortal Dao Realm, including Demi Immortals and those in the Void Break Realm, it was a great supplement that could solidify their foundation and strengthen their Bloodline.

“How sinister indeed!”

Even Hu Feifei couldn’t bear to watch any longer.

“These people must die!” Jiaoyang Ancient Saint clenched his fists, his eyes filled with raging flames.

What wrong did they do?

They merely crossed realms to search for the Immortal Spirit Holy Spring, never even harvested the local Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, nor killed anyone from the Tianlan Immortal Realm.

Yet, they were chased down!

Once captured, their fate was extremely miserable.

Jiaoyang Ancient Saint was forced into dual cultivation for ten thousand years, having numerous levels of his cultivation devoured. If not for this, he should have broken through to Heavenly Saint.

Now, Qingyuan Ancient Saint was used as a human medicine for extracting the Origin of the Saint Realm, even more brutally.

“The people of Demonic Immortal Castle, all must die!”

Jiaoyang Ancient Saint put away the Ancient Order, stretched out both hands, revealing two brilliant Suns in his palms while his eyes turned golden, flashing blinding light.

A formidable aura, swiftly erupted.

In an instant, heaven and earth trembled!

“Who dares to cause trouble?”

“Ah!”

“It’s actually a Saintly presence from the Three Thousand Demon Realms!”

The Earth Immortal of Demonic Immortal Castle walked out, followed by several newly ascended Human Immortals whose foundations were stable, clearly successful because of devouring Qingyuan Ancient Saint’s Holy Origin.

“Die!”

Seeing these people, Jiaoyang Ancient Saint roared angrily, throwing the blazing suns from his palms together, colliding in mid-air to form a golden Longsword, which he ferociously slashed down.

“Hmph!”

The Earth Immortal of the Demonic Immortal Castle sneered, waving his sleeve, as lights emerged all over the Demonic Immortal Castle, forming a shield to block the sword, causing ripples on the shield like tumultuous waves.

“Peak Saint Manifestation!”

The Earth Immortal of Demonic Immortal Castle was taken aback but quickly regained his composure, “Is that all?”

“Princess.”

Ye Feng said.

“Got it!” Without needing to initiate even the first Combat Form, Hu Feifei directly swung the Hunyuan Staff down.

“Insignificant skills!”

Seeing Hu Feifei approaching to attack, the Earth Immortal of Demonic Immortal Castle sneered, eyes full of disdain, thinking she couldn’t break the grand array.

But, the next moment.

Boom!

Her staff not only broke the shield of Demonic Immortal Castle but also smashed the Earth Immortal and the surrounding Human Immortals into pieces.

The blast continued to roar down.

The entire Demonic Immortal Castle was smashed into rubble.

Countless brutal cultivators fell under this one strike, revealing the deepest altar.

“Jiaoyang… my old friend!”

Qingyuan Ancient Saint slowly opened his eyes, looking at Jiaoyang Ancient Saint and Ye Feng, weeping with joy.

Ten thousand years!

Do you know how he had spent these ten thousand years?!

If he had a choice, he would never want to come to Tianlan Immortal Realm again; to Qingyuan Ancient Saint, this place was the true Demon Realm, with exceedingly cruel methods.

In contrast, Shenzhou could truly be called a holy land!

In front of the altar.

Jiaoyang Ancient Saint took action, pulling out the spikes from Qingyuan Ancient Saint’s body, causing him to continuously groan with pain.

“Ye Feng, please save Qingyuan Ancient Saint, I will never forget this kindness!” Jiaoyang Ancient Saint could not bear to see his companion suffer and turned to Ye Feng beside him.

“Alright.” Ye Feng nodded.

Everyone present were cultivators from the Shenzhou, naturally, they needed to unite when dealing with external matters.

With Ye Feng casting a stream of green life force towards Qingyuan Ancient Saint, the latter’s injuries rapidly healed. Although his clothes were tattered, his body was completely recovered.

“This… this is simply a divine intervention!”

Qingyuan Ancient Saint stood on the ground, feeling his own condition, his eyes filled with shock.

“Thank you, fellow Daoist, for your help!” Qingyuan Ancient Saint knelt on one knee, saluted Ye Feng, “From now on, if there’s any command, I will go through fire and water, and never refuse even death!”

“Fellow Daoist, you are too kind.” Ye Feng smiled.

Qingyuan Ancient Saint was a loose cultivator.

This man had a very good nature. After inquiring through the system, Ye Feng was pleased to find out that Qingyuan Ancient Saint met the criteria to join the Misty Sect.

“Once we return to Shenzhou, I’ll find a time to invite Qingyuan Ancient Saint to join the Misty Sect.”

Ye Feng silently planned.

“Jiaoyang brother, how have you all been these years, and what’s the situation with these two fellow Daoists?” Qingyuan Ancient Saint looked towards Ye Feng and Hu Feifei.

“I am Ye Feng, Misty Sect’s Sect Master, and this is the protector of our sect, Hu Feifei…”

Ye Feng introduced them.

He then briefly shared the situation in Shenzhou.

“The Celestial Clan’s Saintly Venerable was repelled?”

“So, Shenzhou is safe now!”

“That’s great!”

Qingyuan Ancient Saint clenched his fist, very excited.

“Let’s not get overwhelmed for now, there are three fellow Daoists still trapped, let’s clean up and quickly go rescue them.” Jiaoyang Ancient Saint shook the Locating Holy Order in his hand.

“Okay!” Qingyuan Ancient Saint nodded firmly.

Half a moment later.

Ye Feng and his group plundered all the treasures of the Demonic Immortal Castle and reduced the place to rubble before heading to the next location.

Half a moment later.

“Found it!”

A towering figure appeared above the ruins of the Demonic Immortal Castle, looking down only to see the once magnificent castle turned into a pile of rubble.

On the ground.

The corpses of the cultivators from the Demonic Immortal Castle were piled up to form the words “blood debt must be repaid,” a chilling sight.

“What a statement ‘blood debt must be repaid’!”

“I don’t care about your grudges with the Demonic Immortal Castle, but since you’ve killed the master of the Heavenly Immortal Palace, you all must die!”

The towering figure roared.

Tens of thousands of miles away.

Ye Feng and his group appeared in a manor on Lake Heart Island, seeing the aged figure hanging on the stone pillar, already deceased, they all clenched their teeth in anger.

This was an old man, dressed in brocade.

On the cuff of his sleeve, the characters for “Wanzong” were embroidered.

This was the Master of the Wanzong Holy Land!

“He actually perished! Those damned immortal clans deserve death!”

Jiaoyang Ancient Saint knelt in front of the stone pillar, looking at the Master of the Wanzong Holy Land hanging there, crying inconsolably.

Qingyuan Ancient Saint’s face was also filled with sadness.

“Sigh!”

Ye Feng felt helpless.

The manor was dilapidated and had been uninhabited for a long time, and the Master of the Wanzong Holy Land had perished a millennium ago, unknown who had hung him here to expose his corpse to the wilderness.

Ye Feng did not understand the specifics either.

“Eh, who are you?”

A timid voice arose.

Ye Feng and others turned around, only to see a group of low-level cultivators coming over, carrying offerings.

“What is this about?”

Jiaoyang Ancient Saint glared coldly at the low-level cultivators, pointing at the hung Master of the Wanzong Holy Land, nearly bursting with anger.

“He…”

A low-level cultivator just began to speak, but his words were forcibly interrupted.

“I finally found you, daring to kill the master of the Heavenly Immortal Palace, surrender your lives!”

A voice filled with rage boomed.

Following immediately was an extremely potent aura close to the early stage of Immortal Venerable, shaking the surrounding void causing numerous fine cracks, resembling countless roots of an ancient tree.

This scene frightened many people.