Longevity Chronicles

Above Shangyang City, a thick yellow evil lake spread open, within it lay Ten Talents, stiff and paralyzed, drifting like "Floating Corpses."

Yuan Gong sighed sarcastically, yet he did not immediately take action to rescue Tao Qian.

Although he could.

But Yuan Gong knew that, despite the danger of being subjected to the "Yellow Robed Divine Skill," it was also a rare opportunity.

In the Cultivation World, countless Loose Cultivators from the wilderness, or disciples from minor families, prayed to heaven and earth, seeking one magic they could not obtain.

Now, these ten talents had been granted some scattered fragments, and if they learned enough, the benefits didn't need to be stated.

With some luck, they might even be able to piece together formidable Divine Skills.

Or, if they had good insight, they might create new Magic on their own.

Of course, there was also danger.

Any person, even those as strong as Yuan Gong, Duobao, or even experts like Yang Longxi in the Daoist Transformation Realm,

Once they were force-fed too many True Knowledge Secret Skills, and exceeded their limits, they were bound to mutate and fall.

"This kid has a Spirit Treasure Sublime Body, he should be able to hold out longer."

"When abnormalities appear, I'll give him one blow to help him break free."

Yuan Gong thought this when the unexpected happened.

Tao Qian, who shouldn't have awakened, suddenly shuddered with a long-lost chill.

In his mind, a Record burst forth.

It was an unprecedented exemption from the Outer Realm Evil Technique "Yellow Robed Divine Skill," as a combination of factors including the Spirit Treasure Sublime Body, Tao Qian's own will, and an Abnormal Soul stacked together.

A massive amount of True Knowledge Secret Skill fragments dissipated in his mind, and Tao Qian opened his eyes.

In his pupils, there was neither regret nor sadness.

On the contrary, there was only shock and relief.

Taking advantage of Ying Qingdi's inability to act, Tao Qian waved his sleeve, extending the brilliance of the Toad Pearl, wrapping the other nine in its glow.

With a sudden shift, they broke free from the thick yellow evil lake.

Without the "Divine Dew," all nine regained consciousness simultaneously.

None of them had the slightest joy at the knowledge and Divine Power Secret Techniques they had gleaned in their minds; their feelings were just like Tao Qian's—nothing but fury.

But no matter how angry, it was of no use; the situation was clear now.

The ten of them, even with heaven-reaching abilities, could not stir up any trouble.

Not to mention Yin Susu or Xu Wenkai, these Chang Ghosts with wild ambitions; even against Ying Qingdi alone, they were no match.

Now he truly resembled an ancient Yellow Robed Spirit God, stepping on a mountain-sized Evil Dragon, overlooking the mortals of the earth. Above his head, the crack still remained, signifying that as long as Ying Qingdi wished, he could continue to borrow power from his wild sire, "Outer Realm Yellow Robe."

How could they fight this?

They were unequivocally unbeatable.

The only sliver of hope was to wait; only with the arrival of experts from Beichan Temple and the Xuan Dao Sect, might they turn defeat into victory.

But they weren't the only ones who realized this.

Ying Qingdi knew it too, and he had already dispatched people to delay the experts from the two sects.

In this time, Ying Qingdi was sure he could do something to take complete control of New Moon Province.

Realizing this, even Tao Qian and Zhong Ziyang, Ten Talents with resolute Dao Hearts and remarkable abilities, could not help but feel a touch of despair.

They stood together, backs to each other, forming a simple Array.

Looking around, they saw enemies everywhere.

Especially Ying Qingdi in front of them, like a divine God of heaven and earth, losing his patience as the horrifying intent to kill surged from his cold, crazed eyes.

"It seems we are to die here."

Zhong Ziyang, holding the Linglong Yellow Gourd, mused, his voice devoid of any sliver of fear towards the end of his life and the extinguishing of his path.

Chen Xiyi, shaking his feather fan, smiled and said, "What is there to fear in death? I'm just curious how this rascal will deal with Beichan and Xuan Dao; even though the Evil God's Offsprings are strong, I suppose they are not a match for the two sects, and he can't really draw the 'Outer Realm Yellow Robe' into this realm, right? He can't afford the price, and even if it truly can come, the Yellow Robe may not dare, as this realm is not the Great Abyss; the Evil Spirit God's true form invading will bring great disaster."

Qi Daozhen, who looked like a woodcutter, holding the Purple Mansion Elixir Furnace, also laughed and said, "It's not hard to guess, it's nothing more but some means of severing roots and destiny. I, ignorant and ill-informed, have never heard of the Yellow Robe, but looking at Mr. Ying's appearance, it must be known that he is a deceiving, corrupting Evil Spirit God; simply use a method to contaminate the tens of millions of Mortals in New Moon, and even if Beichan and Xuan Dao can win, they may choose to move, right, Shazhei brother?"

Hearing this, the Shazhei Monk immediately grasped the meaning in Qi Daozhen's words.

Scratching his bald head, he finally sighed helplessly, "Amitabha. A monk does not lie; Brother Qi is right. If things have not succeeded, my temple is willing to fight to the death with this rascal, but if the matter is settled, even if it wins, the masters and elders in the temple may decide to leave New Moon and seek another Mountain Gate."

Hearing their conversation, Shen Ruolan, the lethal star, became impatient, and with a flick of her finger, the Yue Girl Demon Slaying Sword in her hand instantly burst into a hundred feet of sword light, pointed directly at Ying Qingdi as she shouted, "If we must die, let's fight it out first."

Beside her, Lin Bujue, Dai Feipeng, Qin Ming, and a few others laughed loudly, shouting, "Well said, continue fighting, and if we are really going to die, we are willing to accompany you to the end."

...

When it comes to the power of slaying!

Shen Ruolan, who cultivated the "Yue Girl Demon Slaying Scripture," would not be weaker than Zhong Ziyang if not for her limitations at the Transcend Mortality Realm.

Sadly, she had emerged too early.

Her sword light could cut through Cavernous Mystery Evil Demons, but it couldn't cut Ying Qingdi.

Casually smashed by a thick yellow tentacle, the female sword fairy's face turned pale as she spat out blood.

Seeing this, the others stepped forth and charged, surrounding and attacking him.