Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons

The secluded Cold Pool was like a deep green jade, but as one descended further, it gradually turned into pitch darkness.

The toad lord's massive figure swayed flexibly, his legs kicking fiercely, propelling him another hundred yards deeper.

Not until he stepped on a huge smooth river stone did he sprawl out, annoyance welling up in his bulging eyes.

He never should have allowed that Liu Bin to live.

Had he known it would come to this, he might as well have risked being pursued by the Demon-suppression Great General, eaten him, and taken the chance to break through once more. After all, hiding in his cave for a few hundred years was hardly a big deal.

Remembering the figure clad in black robes, intense killing intent surged in the toad lord's heart.

During his long life, protected by the Cold Pool, he had never suffered such a loss.

It was regrettable that there was another warrior at the Nascent Pill Realm guarding. Otherwise, he would surely have taken the boy's life today and offered his refined body to the temple of his own organs.

"Forget it, forget it. Having survived for so many years, there's no point in quibbling over a moment's anger. I'll rest and recuperate for a while before going back to Qingzhou for a satisfying feast."

The toad lord's mentality was indeed excellent. Otherwise, he couldn't have accumulated over four thousand years of cultivation.

He fully lay down, preparing to rest for a while.

Just at that moment, his two huge eyes looked up in astonishment.

And then, the astonishment turned into boundless rage.

"Good, good, good! I've seen those who rush to bring gifts, but never those who rush to bring their own death!"

The toad lord's anger stemmed not just from the recent skirmish but more from the trampling of his majestic dignity as the demon lord.

As the lord of the Black Stone Pool, anywhere else might not matter, but within this Cold Pool, even the Demon-suppression Great General would have to kneel before him!

The next moment, his enormous body surged up, transforming into a black shadow that silently enveloped the youth's slender figure.

"Do you think that just because you have a body tempered by Body Refining, you can go anywhere in the world?"

The deep voice went straight into Shen Yi's ear, and the toad lord didn't even intend to ambush him. As the master of the Black Stone Pool, he knew all too well the extreme cold of the pool and how much of a threat it could pose to a warrior.

"I will teach you the meaning of the word 'humility.'

As he spoke, the round and robust toad leg fiercely slammed down, determined to recover his loss, with interest, from just earlier!

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The massive foot, like a hand that could cover the sky, completely enveloped the young man's figure.

The next moment, a Ceremonial Blade accurately struck the split between the toes, still as unstoppable as before, slicing all the way to the forelimb.

Greenish blood plasm melted into the current, slowly diffusing.

The toad lord let out an even more miserable howl than before, retreating dozens of yards, both of his forelimbs chopped into the shape of tree branches by the same blade.

Instinctively, he released countless poison arrows from the cavities of his body, shooting them viciously forward!

Without getting the chance to take a closer look, a sharp edge emerged from the front, carrying demonic power almost as robust as his own, slashing down from above!

His huge eyeballs, like pig bladder, burst open.

The three-foot blade sliced off a large chunk of flesh, then horizontally pierced into his skull.

In just a few breaths, the toad lord didn't even understand what had happened before he felt powerless and began to fall downwards.

Through his blurry vision, he saw the young man in black robes with a serene expression, unaffected by the violently poisonous waves, stepping through the undercurrents with a pace neither hurried nor slow, elegantly like the king of the waters.

He barely reached out his hand, and the bitterly cold dark stream split aside automatically, his posture casual as if it was a natural talent.

"I am the lord of the Black Stone Pool!"

The toad lord shrieked sharply, his crimson tongue shooting out like a sword, stabbing viciously.

Shen Yi stared at him indifferently, dark red mist rising in his black eyes, his hand slightly tightening.

Then, the surging dark stream tightly wrapped around the toad lord's tongue, followed by his limbs, and finally his entire body.

An endless surge of force seemed to want to grind it to dust right there.

The Black Stone Pool, which had always been Chán Jūn's most relied upon sanctuary, was now revealing its ferocious side to it.

The demon's massive body struggled frantically.

Shen Yi rode the waves, his distinctively jointed fingers resting on its tongue. Bursts of demonic power erupted from his fingertips, and the thick red tongue was blown into a pile of flesh.

Chán Jūn's brain was bombarded by the constant severe pain, it was even becoming somewhat numb.

At this moment, only one thought remained in its mind.

Escape! Escape from the Black Stone Pool!

It was facing not some martial fighter but a ferocious aquatic demon!

It exerted all its strength to break free from the water's bond and desperately rushed upward.

Watching the giant shadowy figure fleeing.

Shen Yi glanced at the Cold Pool with a touch of reluctance. He actually felt quite comfortable, as if he were back home.

With a slight movement of his divine consciousness, a rush of cold water carried him swiftly in pursuit.

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On the low hillocks around the Black Stone Pool.

Xiao Qiangwei pressed Liu Bin's head fiercely into the muddy ground.

The old general, with his white whiskers, spat out black mud from his mouth but continued to chuckle lowly, his words muffled and unclear, "What are you waiting for? Waiting for him to crawl out of the pool? Or waiting for Chán Jūn to digest him and then come up and eat us all?"

"Tsk ha... you let You Longtao come... I want to see if he can make it out..."

Listening to his annoying voice, Xiao Qiangwei appeared indifferent and reached out to the side, "Give me a dagger."

Several Personal Adjutant Generals hesitantly approached and handed over a sharp short blade.

Xiao Qiangwei took the dagger, suddenly yanked Liu Bin's head from the ground, and plunged the blade into his mouth, stirring ruthlessly with the back of her hand.

The black mud mixed with the tongue was instantly mashed.

She dropped the dagger, grabbed Liu Bin's hair, covered his mouth, and forced him to swallow both the minced tongue and the black mud.

"Huh."

Xiao Qiangwei took a deep breath, stood up while grasping the old man, and couldn't help but take another glance at the Cold Pool.

Full of doubts, she didn't know whom to confide in.

Why on earth? She had clearly told him that the demon guarded by Personal Adjutant Generals, even the Demon-suppression Great General would find it difficult to handle.

She had also agreed with Shen Yi to try and see if they could kill Chán Jūn outside the Black Stone Pool.

In fact, they had already done well enough; it was just that the conditions were not ripe, yet the other party was still not satisfied and lightly stepped into that certain-death territory.

"If you show that nauseating smile again, I guarantee with the next cut you won't have the chance to meet You Longtao."

Gathering her spirits, Xiao Qiangwei glanced at Liu Bin.

The old man, pierced through the Pipa Bone and the sea of qi by the Demon-Suppressing Chain, had his tongue cut but was still feeling content.

He was already a dead man; to have the one who caused his death accompany him was like receiving mercy from heaven, how could he not be pleased?

Hundreds of Colonels buried their heads; although Liu Bin was indeed a bit mad, his words were not nonsense. The extremely cold Cold Pool coupled with the bone-corroding intense poison, and a wounded yet still formidable Demon Lord...

Fearing their tongues might also be mashed, they forced their expressions to stay normal, silently following Xiao Qiangwei as they made their way to the other side.

Suddenly, a surge of violent waves splashed dozens of meters high, the foul demonic air swept around, and an endless shadow loomed!

The crowd turned back in horror to look.

What they saw could be none other than the mountain-like immense figure of Chán Jūn.