Chapter 1180: Chapter 721: Slaying the Shenxu Ancestor!

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The dense grey fog slowly billowed, silent and lifeless, like an endless ocean.

For cultivators seeking the Taixu Dao Fruit, this realm filled with grey fog has always been the safest place.

However, now this fog carries a chilling killing intent.

With a heavy exhale, those turbid eyes opened once more, a familiar greed in them, now tinged with a sinister violence.

As the head of the Three Immortals Sect, often indifferent to worldly affairs,

the Shenxu Ancestor rarely experiences anger.

But this time was different.

The Heavenly Gifted Immortal Pill he was determined to obtain dared to entertain the thought of escaping, and almost managed to do so while he took a nap.

“Taixu Pill Emperor?”

“Overwhelming a crowd of heavenly prides, intercepting the True Scripture of the Bodhi Sect?”

“Such a loud name, such fierce means… almost even scared me, the ancestor.”

A hoarse laugh echoed from the grey fog, laced with undisguised mockery.

It was like seeing a fish on a plate struggling desperately to gain attention, yet unable to jump out of the jade plate.

As that voice echoed from all directions, the eyes within the grey fog gradually rose, as if an unimaginably large figure stood up within the fog, its pupils turning, gazing mercilessly at those below.

“…”

In the frantically surging vast grey fog, Shen Yi’s figure stood thin and insignificant, his plain ink robe unable to resist the biting cold of the Taixu realm, as if a slightly larger wave of fog could engulf him without leaving a trace.

Yet he stood there calmly, while the surrounding grey fog seemed to consciously avoid him, not touching a single corner of his garment.

Since stepping into the Fourth Grade Taiyi True Immortal level, the Golden Core within him had become his anchor point in the Taixu realm, allowing him to stay there for long periods without being lost.

Shen Yi had no intention of arguing with the Shenxu Ancestor.

For any normal cultivator, upon discovering their inadvertently taken disciple possessed such talent and strength, unless they were out of their minds, their first reaction would not be to consume them as an elixir.

To kill the goose that lays the golden eggs, foolish to the point of not seeming sane, or even human.

Shen Yi calmed his feelings, his deep gaze trying to penetrate the grey fog before him, yet he could never locate the true form of the Shenxu Ancestor.

The Third Grade Dao Fruits each have their wonders.

For survival, the Taixu line is absolutely outstanding, far surpassing others.

Yet Shen Yi did not feel anxious, after all, he was not the only one in the Taixu line, and as the Dao Fruit grew stronger, it was indeed beneficial to him.

Besides…as previously mentioned, it’s now the ancestor, eager to ascend to a higher position, who should be more anxious.

Previously in the courtyard, Shen Yi had overheard the conversation among several Peak Masters of Shenxu Mountain.

A cultivator who couldn’t even control his emotions during a breakthrough recklessly devoured a disciple of a peak; it seemed fierce, but the information revealed instilled some confidence.

“Worthy of a name made.”

“To now have the courage to look the ancestor in the eye.”

The Shenxu Ancestor looked at the youth below, still remembering last time in Shenxu Mountain, when the other party didn’t dare to lift his head, only persistently taking elixirs, wanting to prove his value, begging to be spared momentarily.

Indeed.

Having killed so many heavenly prides, desperate to survive, certainly would seize this chance to associate with some Daluo Immortal Venerables or Bodhisattvas.

With support behind him, naturally, his confidence would grow, even his spine straightened.

Regrettably, all beings remain ants; no matter how much they’ve seen, if they haven’t truly crossed into this echelon, they’ll never imagine the terrifying chasm between Taiyi and Daluo.

With a foundation of six thousand tribulations, it suffices to reign supreme between heaven and earth, but the idea of crossing this threshold appears somewhat absurd and laughable.

“Did you really think the tribulation power I left was for you to eat in vain?”

The Shenxu Ancestor spoke no more, immediately activating the tribulation power imprint left within the youth.

To stay in the Taixu realm, an anchor point is necessary, otherwise, like a lone boat, it would sink and perish instantly.

And the anchor point of Shen Yi had long been controlled by the Shenxu Ancestor.

He did not wish to harm this heavenly gifted immortal pill.

Instantly.

Shen Yi felt the connection between himself and the Taixu Golden Core cut off by the imprint.

Compared to the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva who initially needed the Bodhi Sect to exert effort, the Shenxu Ancestor never had such thoughts, hence the constraints left behind were more uncompromising.

The surrounding grey fog suddenly became unfamiliar, and the surging fog waves roared to engulf Shen Yi within.

Such a mysterious existence as the Taixu realm, without obtaining the corresponding Dao Fruit or mastering similar techniques, there exists the risk of even a Third Grade expert being lost within.

The Shenxu Ancestor had no intention of speaking.

Having reached the realm of Divine Traveling Void, his soul connected to this realm, the all-encompassing grey fog was his bloodthirsty maw.

However, just as he was about to focus entirely on breaking through, he suddenly discovered that the “Heavenly Pill” had yet to show any intention of entering his belly.

The Shenxu Ancestor looked down once more.

Within the swirling fog, Shen Yi still gazed steadily at him, his fair face showing no panic, and the surrounding grey fog, though tightly entwining him, could never make him vanish into it.

“Hmm?”

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