Sovereign to Immortality

Chapter 1209 – Chasing down

Under the blazing sun, there was an endless sea of yellow sand!

Suddenly, a pile of sand on top of a hill started to move. Suddenly, a pile of sand exploded as Senior Magus Wu Shuo, who was carrying a youth on his back, jumped out.

“Kid, what do you think? Can you still hold on?”

Wu Shuo asked the teenager behind him as he raised his head to look at the sunlight above him to distinguish between the directions.

That teenager opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of sand, stubbornly saying, “Uncle Wu, just let me go, I can also go by myself!”

“Don’t talk about all that nonsense. Your father has entrusted you to me. If there were to be any mistakes in my hands, how would I, your uncle, be able to hide my face in the future?”

Wu Shuo had already figured out the direction, but he did not need to fly, he stabbed his feet into the sand, after that, the sand sea began to flow, like a large river flowing, carrying him towards the north.

However, at this time, a voice came out from far behind him: “Wu Shuo, you won’t be able to escape. As long as you hand over Yang Junshan’s son, you’ll still be a Main Affairs Elder of the tribe.”

Wu Shuo turned a deaf ear to the voice that came from behind him.

However, the voice did not stop there, and continued: “Wu Shuo, for the sake of a human cultivator’s son, are you going to betray your own race? “Hand over that child, and not only will you let bygones be bygones, but you will also do a great service for the tribe.”

At this time, an oasis suddenly appeared in the originally bare sand sea in front of Wu Shuo. And maybe it was because of a place that had just formed, but no cultivators had gathered in this oasis.

Because of the appearance of the oasis, especially the appearance of a small lake in the oasis, Wu Shuo’s original Sand Escape sacred art automatically collapsed. Under this helplessness, Wu Shuo could only carry Yang Qinkun on his back and escape through the desert.

However, perhaps it was because he was at the end of his tether and when Wu Shuo escaped to the oasis, the two people behind him had finally caught up.

Wu Shuo glanced at the two of them, then shifted his gaze onto a female Magus, and said: “Lan Ying, I didn’t expect it to be you, isn’t your Guang Ming Tribe’s clansmen staying in the Coldjade mountain range?”

Witch Lan Ying glanced at Yang Qinkun who was coming down from behind Wu Shuo and said, “Yang Junshan and I have a grudge.”

Wu Shuo turned to look at the other Senior Magus, and said: “Kuang Jing, fouman kid, you betrayed me?”

“He is not an ordinary human child, but his father is Yang Junshan. Do you know how many forces are after him now, and how many times you and I have been competing for the position of chief of the tribe? How could I possibly ignore such a good weakness that has fallen into my hands?”

Wu Shuo sighed: I never expected you to be this kind of person, regardless of whether you believe me or not, I have never thought of competing with you for the clan leader’s position, and Western Mountain Madame Yang is extremely helpful to the tribe, during the most difficult time of the tribe, it was precisely because of the exchange with Madame Yang’s caravan that we were able to stand up and grow stronger, the heroes of our tribe have always clearly distinguished ourselves.

Kui’s face was gloomy as he said, “Cut the crap! You have to hand over the child or not!”

Wu Shuo put Yang Qinkun, who was behind him, down, telling him to stay far away from the oasis so as to not be affected by the huge battle. Then, he said, “Since it’s like this, let’s do this once!”

Without saying a word, a fist filled with sand flew towards Wu Shuo’s head, turning into a gigantic fist made of sand.

At the same time, Witch Lan Ying reached ouand, and the vegetation within the oasis grew rapidly, followed by vines and whips that coiled around Wu Shuo’s body, and wooden spears that unceasingly shot towards Wu Shuo’s body.

However, at this time, the small pond in the oasis suddenly exploded, and the water quickly condensed into crystal clear ice cones in the air. Afterwards, they cut open a sharp whistle in the air, and punctured Kui Li’s huge sand fist, freezing the oasis’s vegetation into ice sculptures.

At the same time, Wu Shuo also made his move in an instant. Similarly, the sand storm started to swirl violently under his control, and at the moment the ice awl broke the sacred art, he took the opportunity to wrap the sand vortex around his body.

It was as if he was using a steel file to grind the flesh on his body. Even though Kui Li’s body was tyrannical as a Senior Magus, he could not endure it under Wu Shuo’s godly powers. In just a blink of an eye, a layer of flesh on Kui Li’s arm had almost been grinded off.

The nearby Witch Lan Ying knew that this was not a good idea, and hurriedly helped Kuafu to break through the sand whirlpool, causing the two of them to fly backwards.

After the sand and dust that had been stirred up by Wu Shuo’s instantaneous exchange gradually dispersed, the oasis that was originally where Wu Shuo was no longer existed. However, there was now another Witch, a female Senior Magus like Lan Ying.

“The Dark Nether Tribe?” Lan Ying looked at the witch beside Wu Shuo and asked.

Jiu Li gave a “gege” laugh, but didn’t reply, and instead ridiculed Wu Shuo, “See, I already said that your tribe is too weak, yet you still insist on staying there for the sake of us being from the rear earth line. How about it, you take me as your clan, so I don’t necessarily think that it’s bad for me to be betrayed by you as someone of the same race, right?”

Wu Shuo could only smile bitterly.

Being ignored by the person in front of her, the female Senior Magus Lan Ying could only let out a cold snort.

He pointed at Wu Shuo and scolded him, “Good, Wu Shuo your brother ate too much, he actually colluded with the people from the other tribes and colluded with them. Do you all want to be human lackeys?”

Jiu Li’s expression immediately turned cold, he stared at Kuang Li and asked Wu Shuo: “If you kill this person, you’re definitely going to be the leader of that useless tribe?”

He pointed at the two people “you, you, you” for a long time, but suddenly retreated quickly, afraid that if he was too slow, Jiu Li would catch up to him.

The female Senior Magus, Lan Ying, looked at the two of them deeply, then also retreated.

Seeing that the danger was gone, Jiu Li turned and looked behind him, only to realize that Yang Qinkun was looking at them from behind a sand dune. Although the battle had ended very quickly, when the four Dao Realm senior warriors fought, sand and rocks flew everywhere, it was extremely shocking, but looked like he was not scared at all. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ N(o)vᴇl(F)ire.net

A look of satisfaction suddenly surfaced on Jiu Li’s face as he waved towards Yang Qinkun. When he came over, he immediately said: “Brat, call me Aunt to listen.”

Yang Qinkun obediently arrived in front of the two Senior Magi. After hearing Jiu Li’s orders, she said softly, “Why is it Aunt again!?”

Jiu Li immediately frowned. He twisted his ears, ignoring the boy’s shouts as he coldly asked: “Kid, what did you just say?”

Wu Shuo smiled bitterly at the childish Jiu Li and advised: “Forget it, who would be your senior? Let’s talk about our plans for the future.”

Jiu Li loosened his ears, clapped his hands, and said: “Sure, I’ve already thought about it.”

Then, without waiting for Wu Shuo’s questioning gaze, he turned and embraced Yang Qinkun’s shoulders and said: “Nephew, tell Auntie, how is the training of the body tempering technique that your father taught you?”

This half-grown Yang Qinkun also had a rough and careless personality, not even thinking about being mended by this “aunt” she only knew a moment ago. Hearing that, she patted her chest and said loudly: “Of course not, since young I have trained, so other than that I dare not say, I am at least invincible within the same realm!”

Jiu Li praised when he heard it, “Auntie, I like your boastful personality. You are part of the majority of us of the Witch Clan. Let’s go, Auntie will bring you to the Slicing Bone Glacier to play.”

Saying that, she wrapped her arm around his shoulder and pulled him intalf circle, supporting Yang Qinkun as she walked away.

“Hey, nun, nun! Tell me what kind of place the Bone Scraping Glacier is. Why does it sound so creepy?” Yang Qinkun staggered far away.

“Don’t worry, aunty has prepared a great opportunity for you there. I heard that you also have a brother and a sister, aunty will tell you then, they will definitely envy you. Tell me, do you think Aunt is particularly good for you?”

Jiu Li’s voice came out intermittent from the sandstorm. Wu Shuo smiled bitterly at the two who were walking far away, and could only follow behind.

The reason why Yang Junshan left the lightning swamp was to prevent himself from being met by the Violet Firmament Pavilion. In fact, he did not go far, but found a hill at the border between the Laizhou and the Laizhou, and directly created a simple cave underground to cultivate.

After going through three consecutive tribulations and condensing two life Tao techniques and two life immortal techniques, it was almost as if the source of Yang Junshan’s Dantian which had accumulated for many years was emptied out.

If it wasn’t for the fact that at the last moment, he had successfully broken through into the Blood Transformation Realm and ignited the pure Yang blood to give him a tremendous amount of life force, he wouldn’t have been able to survive the successive battles he had with the Lightning Calamity cultivators and Daoist Miao Huang after his tribulation. It was even more impossible for him to pass through the thunder lagoon to head to the foreign lands and discover the secret between the Violet Firmament Pavilion and the Three Purities Sect.

But even so, by the time Yang Junshan left the lightning swamp, he was already close to death.

In this simple cave that seemed to have expanded by several times, Yang Junshan’s closed door cultivation had lasted for an entire year. However, at most, he had consolidated his cultivation after entering the Lightning Calamity, and he did not know when he would fully recover from the consumption of his origin energy.

However, after his cultivation had been consolidated, Yang Junshan no longer had any worries, and it was only a matter of time before he would be drained of his Essence Qi.

This also gave Yang Junshan time to think about other things while he was in closed-door training. For example, if the secret of the Thunder Well Passage was leaked, would Daofather Huang Ting from the cultivation world risk attempting to ascend to the Immortal Realm at the other end of the Thunder Well Passage?

After all, the lightning barrier over the mouth of the thunder well was simply too thin; it was as if a single stretch of his hand could pierce through it.