Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons

Southern Continent, Jianyang Prefecture.

In the quiet government office, court officials occasionally passed through, each attending to their respective duties with steady, purposeful steps, without any sign of haste or rush.

This calmness is unique in the entire Divine Dynasty.

Compared to the other three great continents, the Southern Continent still maintains its pre-calamity appearance, with the people living peacefully and the Demon-slaying Commander enforcing strict orders. All twenty-seven Prefectures are peaceful, reflecting a prosperous outlook.

Yang Mingli was routinely processing the memorials.

Among the three Generals of Southern Defense, only he has the patience to handle these trivial matters.

Before his desk, a youth with rosy lips and white teeth hurriedly approached, adding another stack atop the mountain of memorials.

As he was about to bow and leave, Yang Mingli slightly lifted his eyes and smiled, "Qingfeng, have you encountered any troubling matters recently?"

"Reporting to the lord, Jianyang Prefecture is perfectly safe." Li Qingfeng bowed respectfully.

"I meant for yourself." Yang Mingli sighed helplessly.

"I have no troubles." Li Qingfeng smiled, the youthful innocence having faded from his handsome face. After leaving the protection of his senior brother and sister, witnessing the dangers of the world, in a few short years, he no longer chased after Nie Jun daily nor wielded the prestige of Sect Master Shen to boss around Nanyang Sect as the "Great Elder."

Now, he is merely a small official in the Divine Dynasty, seriously attending to his duties—not glamorous but utterly conscientious.

"That's good, go ahead."

Yang Mingli gently waved his robe, watching the youth depart.

Everyone knew that the current peace of the Southern Continent was due to someone whose whereabouts they had lost—the young General of Southern Defense. Besides worry, the only thing they could do was strive to find those companions who had come to the Divine Dynasty with General Shen.

And, on behalf of that lord, do their utmost to take good care of these people.

Of course, after truly meeting them, the Generals of Southern Defense suddenly realized that everyone who followed the Golden Dragon out of the shallows was an exceptional figure. Perhaps due to their backgrounds and knowledge, their starting points seemed low.

But once given enough space, their growth speed was astonishing, accomplishing tasks seemingly without the need for others' supervision.

"Has he… contacted any of you?"

At the hall entrance, Feng Xi leaned against the door frame, suddenly calling to Li Qingfeng.

Hearing this, Yan Lanting, who was curled up in a corner chair in the shadows, slowly opened his eyes. During the encounter with the Southern Emperor, he was the one with the highest cultivation among the three and the most heavily injured.

If unnecessary, nobody would disturb this old man anymore.

The matters of concern to him seemed to be only this one.

Feng Xi clearly knew this question was somewhat audacious, but she couldn't resist.

In the past, accompanying Shen Yi on a distant journey to the Imperial City, she knew approximately where he went… It was the North Continent, the domain of the Three Immortals Sect, under the Hierarch's watchful eye, where immortals roamed everywhere, even countless Daluo Immortals.

Shen Yi, alone and unsupported, among a crowd of immortals, must be walking on thin ice. Just thinking about it made her heart wrench as if being pulled violently.

"..."

Li Qingfeng's posture slightly paused.

He stared at his shoe tips, a fleeting trace of helplessness passing over his face.

But soon, the youth clenched his fists vigorously, as if cheering himself on, his lips curving back into a smile.

Worry is normal.

As those who had accompanied Sect Master Shen the longest, they had long become accustomed to such days; few could assist him, and all they could do was believe.

Believe that figure would return safe and sound, calmly standing before everyone, just like every time before.

Nanyang shines over the Four Continents, shadows not yet dispersed, the great sun undying!

"Reporting to the lord, the Sect Master has not contacted us."

Li Qingfeng bowed again, then stepped over the threshold.

Upon hearing this, visible disappointment surged in Feng Xi's eyes; Yan Lanting pursed his lips, retreating back into the chair.

That young man exchanged his own safety for peace in the Southern Continent.

Now that the Southern Continent is stable, the consequence suffered by the other party is an unspoken fact, one that nobody dares or wants to contemplate.

How would the vast North Continent, filled with immortals, accommodate a General of Southern Defense originating from Shen Zhou?

However, just as Li Qingfeng stepped out of the hall, he appeared slightly puzzled and looked up.

In the next instant, his pupils shrank sharply into pinpoints.

At the very moment Li Qingfeng instinctively turned back, he saw that all the figures in the hall had vanished, including the dying elderly appearance of Yan Lanting.

The three of them were holding Demon Slaying Orders, their powerful aura of the Third Grade Six-Six Transformation Realm erupting without reservation, already standing outside Jianyang Prefecture in an instant.

Emperor's Aura billowed in the sky, gathering into dense clouds like a dragon lowering its head, extending sharp claws to gaze at the silent end of the sky.

In a moment, numerous immortal buddhas suddenly descended upon the Red Dust.

"Bald thieves, still pursuing?"

About forty to fifty shadowy figures exuding immortal aura laughed heartily in the front.

Behind them, several dozen towering golden giants emerged suddenly, as grand as mountains, towering at the height of Heaven and Earth. Their presence made the vast Prefecture City look insignificant.

Their majestic golden eyes flashed with visible wrath.

The Three Immortals Sect broke the promise, even though the Bodhi Sect received the information in advance, they couldn't stop all the immortals—a group of escapees had reached the Southern Continent, despite all efforts.