Sovereign to Immortality

Chapter 551 – Blue Ape

The Macaque in the valley were in danger, and from the tone of the person who spoke, it was most likely a Demonic cultivator, and at least a True Demonic cultivator.

Yang Junshan’s hands reached out horizontally to push himself down, and his feet immediately left the ground. He slowly rose up into the air above the forest, and after using the ability of flight, he lightly controlled the magnetic precious light to reduce the fluctuation of his spirit energy to the lowest. At the same time, Yang Junshan’s eyes became frosty, and the situation several kilometers away entered his eyes.

A bearded cultivator who was not tall, but was extremely broad-shouldered, had unusually long arms and a slightly hunched back was standing on top of a gray cloud. Below him was the valley the Macaque had been living in, and Yang Junshan could even faintly see a dense flow of air swirling in the direction of the valley.

After he finished speaking, he looked in the direction of the valley, and after realizing that there was no response, his expression flashed with anger. Suddenly, he stretched out both of his arms, formed a fist, and then swung it downwards. At the same time, in the air above the valley, which was filled with dense fog, two giant palms of Essence Qi suddenly formed.

The loud noise that Yang Junshan had heard before sounded out once again, and when he looked at the bearded man, he actually turned around and ran the moment he made his move, and as the dense Qi in the valley was struck by the gigantic hand made of Essence, a ball of lightning quickly gathered.

The bearded cultivator’s reaction was already fast enough, but when the muffled thunder exploded, the lightning still managed to catch up to his figure.

The protective qi barrier of the bearded man surged forward, forming an air shield in front of him. However, he was still trembling from the scattered light and lightning, looking very uncomfortable.

Suddenly, a group of figures appeared in the air not too far away from him. In the blink of an eye, they crossed two or three miles.

Seeing someone approach him without him knowing, the bearded man’s expression changed greatly. However, because of the lightning that had struck him, his entire body felt numb, and he was unable to respond in time to this sudden crisis.

The Mountain Monarch Seal had already been summoned, and with the Mountain Monarch Seal as the medium, Yang Junshan used a “Heaven Seal” and smashed it onto the bearded cultivator’s head.

In the end, the bearded cultivator’s cultivation was not shallow, and was barely able to avoid being hit by the arrow, causing his entire body to suddenly shoot out, a layer of gold covering his body, and at the same time, the Mountain Monarch Seal landed on his shoulder.

Yang Junshan heard a clear “crack”, and the bearded man’s left shoulder instantly collapsed. His entire body let out a mournful cry, and was smashed to the ground by the Mountain Monarch Seal’s immense force.

However, when the bearded man fell to the ground, his falling body suddenly flipped over in mid air and a long spear suddenly flew out from beneath him. In an instant, the godly spear was more than a hundred meters long and witush on the ground, the cultivator changed his direction and glided towards the left at an even faster speed.

Just as the bearded man was forcefully flying through the air, a huge rock that flickered with flames suddenly fell from the sky. The spot where he landed was where he had fallen earlier.

“Huh?”

In Yang Junshan’s battle with others, there were very few people who could avoid his chain of attacks. Even when he was chased down by the Profound Constellation Realm cultivators on the ice plains, they had still been forced to break apart his sacred art using his cultivation, rather than avoiding his divine power in such a miraculous manner, it was impossible for Yang Junshan to be surprised by it.

At this time, a voice filled with joy suddenly came from the depths of the valley. Yang Junshan could not care less and stepped forward again as he chased after the fleeing bearded man.

Seeing that Yang Junshan was escaping extremely quickly and was slowly closing the distance between them, the bearded cultivator became ruthless and grabbed a handful of hair from his head. Wituff, countless strands of hair immediately turned into needles and shot towards Yang Junshan.

Yang Junshan instinctively sensed that these needles were not easy to deal with, and the golden light around him surged and swept away all the needles that were close to him.

But just at that moment of delay, the bearded cultivator had rolled twice in mid air, it was clear that he had used a demonic cultivator’s flying technique, he had dove into the vast mountain mist, even if Yang Junshan used his Dianthus, he would not be able to find any traces of him.

When Yang Junshan turned around and returned to the valley, he meype of Macaque that welcomed him happily. Upon seeing Yang Junshan, the other Macaque all went up and roared, making Yang Junshan’s head hurt, but they could not hide their joy.

It wasn’t easy for Yang Junshan to calm the group of Macaque, so he took a glance at the troop of monkeys, but he could only see Ba Xin. He knew that these Macaque could understand a lot of his words, so he asked: “Where’s Ba Wu?”

The Macaque that were initially jumping up and down in excitement immediately quietened down. Yang Junshan’s heart sank as he asked: “Dead?”

The group of Macaque waved their hands again, but they only saw Bazin yell twice. After the monkeys quieted down again, Bazin made a “Please follow me” gesture, and the rest of the monkeys cleared the path.

It was only now that Yang Junshan noticed that in a short span of four or five years, Ba Xin had already risen from the fifth level of the Spirit Demon Beasts that he inherited to the peak of the third level of the Spiritual Demons. He was only one step away from advancing into the late stage of the Spiritual Demons.

There were even three that had reached the second level of Spiritual Demons. Yang Junshan even looked a little familiar, but after thinking carefully, he remembered that these three demon monkeys were the fastest five to condense their demonic energy back then.

The rate of growth of this cultivation level, was something that Yang Junshan could not even compare with back then.

Yang Junshan suppressed the shock in his heart and under Ba Xin’s lead, they walked towards the deepest parts of the valley. The place which was originally filled with a dense fog that flickered with lightning light was now slowly opening on both sides as Yang Junshan walked in.

The valley that was originally filled with trees and fruits was now a complete mess. In the middle of the valley, there were even broken corpses of Macaque s on both sides of the river, and it looked like it had been a few days since then. Even the cooler weather in Liang Zhou was starting to gradually rot away, and a few Macaquutomatically left their monkeys and started to clean up their comrades’ corpses.

From the looks of it, they had been trapped here foeriod of time, and the corpses of these Macaque must have been abandoned by the bearded man in the chase.

After stepping into the dense Qi deep within the valley, Yang Junshan carefully felt the protective array formation laid down by the Great Divine Technique demon cultivator using his dead body as the base. Suddenly, he discovered that compared to the pressure he felt when he first entered the valley, this array seemed to be a lot lighter.

Thinking about the rapidly increasing cultivation base of Basing and the other Monkeys, Yang Junshan thought to himself, could it be that the effect of the formation on these monkeys was too great, and it actually caused the power of the formation to decrease?

However, thinking back to the bearded cultivator’s actions, it seemed like he was trying to trigger the formation to counterattack, and was even willing to be paralyzed by the lightning that sputtered out from the formation, which was why Yang Junshan took advantage of the situation. Could it be that the bearded demoness was using the source of the formation to weaken the formation?

Just as this thought flashed in Yang Junshan’s mind, the deepest part of the valley, a pond appeared once again in front of Yang Junshan’s eyes. At the same time, another enormous pond appeared.

However, what surprised Yang Junshan was that the almighty demon cultivator who did not know that he had died in this place for hundreds of years, yet his flesh had not decayed, had now turned into a skeleton.

However, even if there was only a skeleton left over, Yang Junshan could still feel a suffocating pressure from it. However, compared to four or five years ago, it was obviously much weaker.

Yang Junshan thought about it for a while and came up with an answer. It was actually very simple, the spirit demon cultivator’s corpse was the foundation of the formation, and now that the formation was weakened to such a degree, the corpse started to rot along with it.

Yang Junshan and Ba Xin went over the stone tablet and discovered that at the end of the pool, there were a few stone puddles carved into the stone slope. The contents of the stone puddles were filled with liquid and were emitting a dense amount of liquid, just thinking that a few injured Macaque were currently soaking in the Monkey Wine inside the stone puddle.

Seeing Yang Junshan, Ba Wu excitedly waved his hand at him. However, Yang Junshan was still able to sense that the aura around Ba Wu’s body was dark and sluggish, obviously because of his internal injuries.

Even so, Yang Junshan could feel that Ba Wu’s cultivation had already reached the great circle of Spiritual Demons, almost two realms higher than Ba Xin’s. However, with the shock he felt from Ba Xin and the other monkeys, his surprise was not as obvious as it was before.

“Injured?”

Yang Junshan walked over to a few potholes, and looked at the stone stick that Ba Wu was sitting on near the pothole. It still looked like an ordinary stone stick, but Yang Junshan knew that this was at leasreasure that was not inferior to a treasure.

The Monkey Wine strengthened his body and refined his bones, even having a miraculous effect in healing his external injuries. However, Ba Wu’s injuries were mostly internal, and the effects of soaking in this Monkey Wine was not too great for the recovery of his injuries.

Yang Junshan swiped his storage ring for a while. There were still a few spirit rank healing pellets left, he picked up the best one for Baowu to swallow, then looked at the injuries and cultivation levels of the other injured Macaque who picked up a few spirit pellets and told them to swallow them. It was then that Yang Junshan started to ask about the conflict between the Macaque tribe and the bearded transmogrification demon.

Through the simple words Ba Wu used to write on the ground, Yang Junshan roughly understood what had happened. It was more or lesrocess of luring a wolf into the house.