Chapter 91

The bright red sun added a touch of brilliant color to the clear sky, its seven colors merging into a dazzling white light. Above the vast blue sky, a few clouds, resembling fluffy white sheep, drifted by.

Sunlight filtered through the dense layers of leaves, casting large and small shimmering spots of light on the ground.

On the platform of the Holy View, Yang Qifeng stood on the green stone, holding a black knife in his hand, gazing at the divine light in the sky that was quickly fading.

Without the support of its source of power, the divine light dissipated, and the world returned to peace.

It was over, everything was over.

A sense of relief washed over him, his mind becoming clear.

As if a heavy burden had been lifted, Yang Qifeng felt a great sense of ease.

The Heavenly Spirit and the Linghui Spirit emitted a bright light, directly coalescing.

All three souls and seven spirits were condensed, and in the next moment, they merged into one.

Everything was accomplished naturally.

With the three souls and seven spirits condensed, the divine soul emerged.

The Yin Spirit—this was the opportunity, the path of vigorous advancement, where not advancing meant death, with severe consequences. However, if he succeeded, the benefits would be even greater.

He slowly closed his eyes, a red sun rising slowly, the scene continuously echoing in his mind.

The rising sun, this was the Immortal-level saber technique.

The true first move of the Great Sun Saber Technique, he successfully executed it with the help of the battle formation.

The execution of this move greatly benefited him. Yang Qifeng already felt his understanding of the Great Sun Saber Technique had advanced. If he had some time to ponder, the power of the Great Sun Saber Technique would improve even further.

After initially mastering the simplified three moves, he slowly opened his eyes, memorizing this feeling. Now was not the time to ponder.

The East Mountain Mountain God had perished, but some of his subordinates remained. However, this group did not wait for Yang Qifeng to take action; they scattered immediately.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he knew he had won this battle.

Yang Qifeng did not bother with the scattered subordinates of the East Mountain Mountain God. In this mythological world, unless absolutely necessary, it was best to avoid excessive killing.

Wasn't the Great Marsh Demon Commander doomed by his excessive evil deeds, unable to successfully pass the thunder tribulation, stuck at the eighth level?

Reaching out, he grabbed the dim land seal, and casually threw it to the crow commander among the demon soldiers, saying, "This is your reward."

"Thank you, sir," the crow commander's eyes gleamed with excitement, repeatedly expressing gratitude.

The other demon soldiers looked at Yang Qifeng with burning eyes, as if their gaze could melt him.

Seeing this, Yang Qifeng directly picked up the Mountain God Seal.

The Mountain God Seal had irregular edges, as if it were incomplete. He aimed his black knife at the Mountain God Seal and slashed.

A burst of blade energy erupted, and the black knife fiercely struck the Mountain God Seal.

A divine light emerged from the Mountain God Seal, forming a barrier to block the black knife.

Demon energy surged, and the divine light retreated.

The complete Mountain God Seal was divided into three pieces of various sizes.

He casually gave the two smaller pieces to the remaining two commanders, keeping the largest piece for himself. He then fused a fragment of the Great Marsh Mountain God's divine position into the Mountain God Seal.

He put it away, planning to find a secret location to seal the Mountain God Seal.

Yang Qifeng's victory in this battle was largely due to the Great Marsh Mountain God. If not for the Great Marsh Mountain God's final sacrifice, using the fragment of his divine position to communicate with the land seal and harness the power of the earth to hold back the East Mountain Mountain God, the outcome of the battle would have been uncertain.

Yang Qifeng reciprocated the Great Marsh Mountain God's efforts.

Although the Great Marsh Mountain God appeared to be dead, there was still a glimmer of hope. The remaining fragment of his divine position was the key to his survival. Having served as the Great Marsh Mountain God for thousands of years, the Mountain God Seal and he were inseparable. By fusing into the Mountain God Seal, he might one day awaken, recondense his divine position, and reappear.

The chances were slim, but Yang Qifeng still did it. He separated the fused Mountain God Seal because the unfamiliar aura in the fused seal was harmful to the Great Marsh Mountain God.

The ascension of the Great Marsh Mountain God caused a great commotion, attracting many people. The Mountain God Seal was destined to be unable to remain intact.

Even now, it was not attracting attention.

However, by doing this, Yang Qifeng felt he had done his best. The crow commander and others had followed him for some time and had been helpful, so he gave them the benefits. Whether they could keep them was up to their own fortune.

This showed that Yang Qifeng had the intention to leave.

Indeed, with the calamity of the Great Marsh Mountain over, Yang Qifeng planned to cultivate for a while to enhance his strength before leaving the Great Marsh Mountain.

He had less than five hundred years, and continuous seclusion would not make him a Celestial Immortal.

Therefore, leaving to train was a certainty.

The demon soldiers he trained could not be taken with him; he did not have the resources to support them.

All extra resources would be used to arm himself and enhance his strength.

According to his wishes, he might seek out smaller calamities and participate in them.

As long as he successfully passed the tribulations, the benefits would be immense.

Two drops of demon god blood had already provided him with the resources needed for the first level of the Thirty-Six Transformations of the Heavenly Gang, along with various other magical artifacts.

Although only one long sword was a high-quality magical artifact, the others were medium-quality, he was still satisfied.

Yang Qifeng did not value the magical artifacts as much as he valued the demon god blood.

After arranging everything, Yang Qifeng transformed into a long rainbow, wandering through the Great Marsh Mountain, gathering the accumulated resources.

The main focus was on the resources the East Mountain Mountain God had gathered from the demon generals. He also went to the East Mountain, but there was nothing left; the good things had already been moved to the Great Marsh Mountain.

This led him to the simple cave he had opened, to find the Dry Blue Demon God.

Just as he entered the simple cave, a deep, resonant sound echoed in his ears.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The sound reverberated, sweeping through the heavens and earth.

The entire world trembled, and a voice, devoid of emotion and extremely cold, echoed through the heavens: "In a hundred years, the Palace of Nuwa will open!"

"Those who have not yet attained Immortality may enter!"

The voice echoed three times, causing Yang Qifeng's face to change as he looked up at the sky.

At this moment, in countless famous mountains and rivers, demons looked up at the sky, their eyes gleaming with excitement.

In the Banana Cave of Cuiyun Mountain, a noble lady with ink-black hair cascading down her back and adorned with jewels, held a baby in her arms. A faint smile appeared on her lips.

"Eighteen thousand years have passed, and countless people have waited in vain. My son truly possesses great fortune. Just after his birth, he has this opportunity, first the Six Ding Divine Fire, then the Palace of Nuwa."

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