My Immortal Master Forced Me to Go Undercover in the Demonic Sect – Chapter 481

Chapter 481: Chapter 117: The Truth (6K)
The feeling of traveling through the void was truly wondrous, and it was Ye Changsheng’s first time experiencing it.
This reminded Ye Changsheng of submarine voyages in his past life. The passage opened by the domain gate was like a submarine; as long as one stayed within it, they were safe. The void outside was like the deep ocean, and falling into it would mean eternal damnation.
Not long after, Ye Changsheng and Luo Lihong passed through the void passage together and arrived at the Wuji Immortal Realm.
Luo Lihong looked at the desolate scene before her. “Is this the Wuji Immortal Realm of an Immortal?”
Ye Changsheng also suspected that something had happened here. The Wuji Immortal Realm was completely different from the last time he had returned.
The Wuji Immortal Realm had always been a scenic wonderland. Even in winter, it was covered in snow, perfect for admiring plum blossoms. The vast territory was breathtakingly beautiful.
Now, gray snow dust drifted down, casting a dull glow over the mountains and forests, which had withered and turned a dark gray. There was no spiritual energy anywhere, even the spirit gathering arrays were broken, and the immortal aura was completely gone.
“Did we take a wrong turn? This place doesn’t look like an Immortal’s residence at all. It’s not even as beautiful as Wuhua Palace,” Luo Lihong grumbled.
“We haven’t taken a wrong turn. This is indeed the Wuji Immortal Realm. I lived here for many years,” Ye Changsheng affirmed.
Although he was filled with doubts, his primary goal remained the Jing Lake within the Wuji Immortal Realm.
Ye Changsheng led Luo Lihong through the maple forest and up the mountain path. The maple trees were now bare, and fallen leaves and gray snow mixed on the ground, appearing lifeless.
At the end of the path stood the courtyard where Ye Changsheng and his Master had lived together. He stood before the apple and pear trees, filled with emotion.
“This must be your Master’s residence, right?” Luo Lihong peeked into the courtyard through a small gate. It was still unremarkable inside.
“Yes.”
“Why is it so different from what I imagined?”
“What did you imagine?”
Luo Lihong described, “Perhaps a magnificent golden palace in the heavens, with many immortal birds inhabiting it, surrounded by immortal aura, all built with precious spirit stones, filled with countless treasures, and served by countless servants…”
“Then you’ve really imagined too much.”
Ye Changsheng went to the back mountain and stopped at the watermelon patch.
The watermelons had rotted in the field, having been unpicked for too long. It seemed his Master hadn’t lied; she really hadn’t used sorcery or formations to cultivate them.
“She also liked mortal food?” Luo Lihong found it novel. “Watermelon?”
“Although Master is a True Immortal, she lived like a mortal. However, watermelon… I don’t think it was her absolute favorite. It seemed she planted them for someone else.”
Luo Lihong seemed to have realized something and tentatively asked, “Ye Changsheng, do you like watermelon?”
Ye Changsheng nodded. “Yes, this is probably one of the few fruits I like.”
“I see,” Luo Lihong gave Ye Changsheng a complicated look. “You’re truly something. You wouldn’t even spare your own Master.”
“What are you talking about?”
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“Do you like your Master?” Luo Lihong asked directly.
Ye Changsheng had never really thought about this question before.
His first love was his childhood sweetheart. The night his childhood sweetheart and family left him, Ye Changsheng lost everything. It was then that Mo Baizhi appeared before him.
Mo Baizhi became the most important person in Ye Changsheng’s life, and his feelings for her were quite complicated.
“I do.”
“Are you serious?”
“Yes.”
“Compared to Yingying?” Luo Lihong asked a sharp question.
“Let me ask you, if it were between me and Luo Yingying, and only one could stay, who would you choose?”
“Do I need to say? Of course, my sister!”
“That’s about the idea.” Ye Changsheng said.
“…Scum.” Luo Lihong understood the weight his Master held in Ye Changsheng’s heart.
“Everyone has someone in their heart who comes first. No one is an exception. There is no absolute fairness in this world,” Ye Changsheng admitted. There was no point in dwelling on it; it was better to be clear.
“Heh, as expected, nothing has changed. You’re still a complete scumbag. I shouldn’t have had any illusions about you. I regret it. I should have killed you back then.”
Ye Changsheng chuckled, “It’s not too late to regret it now. You can make your move; I won’t resist.”
“You…” Luo Lihong realized she was at a loss. How could she possibly kill Ye Changsheng now that they had come this far?
“If you’re not going to kill me, then let’s go,” Ye Changsheng said plainly.
Luo Lihong fell silent, a stomach full of anger that she couldn’t vent.
After climbing over the back mountain, the two arrived beside Jing Lake.
This lake was originally a place of spiritual beauty. Even in winter, the surface of the lake was as clear as a mirror.
Now, a thick layer of ice had formed on Jing Lake, and the surrounding plants had withered and died.
“Is this the place you wanted to come to?” Luo Lihong asked.
“Yes.” Ye Changsheng nodded, stepped onto the ice of Jing Lake, and slowly walked towards the center of the lake, lost in thought.
Luo Lihong stayed quietly by the side, not wanting to disturb him.
Ye Changsheng had expected to see the final moments of Qi Zhen’s life upon reaching Jing Lake and uncover all the secrets.
However, the surroundings were deathly silent. Even Ye Changsheng’s arrival brought no change. The water beneath the ice was murky and turbid, and could not even reflect Ye Changsheng’s face.
“Did I make a mistake?” Ye Changsheng murmured to himself.
Yet, intuition told him that the truth was not so simple, and something seemed to be missing.
It was like a cultivator reaching a bottleneck in a Major Realm, where a breakthrough might require some catalyst, perhaps glimpsing the clouds roll and unroll to sudden enlightenment, or perhaps finding something in the bustling, mundane world.
This catalyst was always hard to pinpoint.
“Who am I? Am I truly Ye Changsheng, reincarnated from Earth?” No one answered Ye Changsheng’s question.
He concentrated all his attention and engaged in self-reflection.
An anomaly was discovered in the sky above the Wuji Immortal Realm: a spatial crack opened. It was Void Travel, and someone had used a domain gate to teleport to the Wuji Immortal Realm, and that gate happened to open directly above Luo Lihong.
Ye Changsheng instinctively drew out the Twilight Snow Sword and used the Linxian Step, moving towards Luo Lihong.
“Luo Lihong, quickly use the Heartbreak Flower to protect yourself!” Ye Changsheng shouted, arriving beside her at almost the fastest speed.
However, a figure also emerged from the gate, moving faster than Ye Changsheng. With a flash, they had already landed beside Luo Lihong.
*Whoosh!*
A heavy wave of power struck Ye Changsheng. The Twilight Snow Sword trembled violently, almost breaking. It dimmed, and Ye Changsheng was repelled a thousand meters away.
“Ah!”
Luo Lihong let out a scream. Before she could activate the Heartbreak Flower, she was suppressed by immense pressure and fainted, falling to the ground.
Thousands of strands of vital energy descended, forming a cage around the unconscious Luo Lihong.
“It’s you!” Ye Changsheng recognized the other party. It was the Primordial Being he had encountered at the Pill King Valley ruins.
“Non-o Lin Damanisai,” the Primordial Being glared at Ye Changsheng and spoke in an ancient tongue.
Although he didn’t understand the meaning, Ye Changsheng could feel the hostility within it.
This Primordial Being controlled the power of spatial laws and could even use domain gates for Void Travel, tracking Ye Changsheng and Luo Lihong.
At that moment, Ye Changsheng had a bad premonition, all stemming from this individual.
The Primordial Being looked at Luo Lihong with greed in his eyes. He slowly extended his hand into her Spiritual Sea, intending to pluck the Primordial Immortal Medicine.
He was after the Heartbreak Flower and didn’t even regard Ye Changsheng as a threat. Luo Lihong was now in grave danger.
“Have you thought it through? Who is more tempting?”
Ye Changsheng sneered. He released the Desolate Ancient Aura from his Spiritual Sea, which diffused like floral fragrance.
The Primordial Being’s body quivered, and his hand stopped. He turned to look at Ye Changsheng, his eyes revealing immense greed, surpassing even his desire for the Heartbreak Flower.
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“As expected, you strange beings are extremely interested in Desolate Ancient Aura. Do you perhaps desire the Primordial Scripture?” Ye Changsheng’s tone was full of provocation. “Too bad you monsters are not qualified to set foot on the Star of the Demon, and you will never obtain the Immortal Emperor’s inheritance.”
Back when he obtained the Primordial Scripture on the Star of the Demon, after he began cultivating it, the monsters in the Blood Moon Pond had set their sights on him. It was that wisp of Desolate Ancient Aura that drove them into a frenzy.
If he wasn’t mistaken, the value of this Immortal Emperor’s inheritance was unparalleled in the Myriad Worlds. Any kind of being would covet it, as cultivating this scripture offered the chance to ascend to the position of Immortal Emperor in the future.
Ye Changsheng made a feigned move to escape, deliberately luring the Primordial Being.
In the eyes of the Primordial Being, Ye Changsheng had become an unignorable human treasure, worth far more than the immature Primordial Immortal Medicine.
“Manidohasha!”
The Primordial Being could no longer sit still. He abandoned Luo Lihong and lunged at Ye Changsheng with berserk killing intent. He wanted to devour Ye Changsheng’s soul, tear apart his Dantian, drink all the golden might from his Spiritual Sea, and seize all the Desolate Ancient Aura.
“Yes, just like that. Come on!”
Although Ye Changsheng appeared calm on the surface, he knew deep down that the enemy he faced was far beyond his cultivation level. This would be a situation with a ten percent chance of survival. The odds of defeating this Primordial Being were slim.
“Sword Formation, manifest!”
The Twilight Snow Sword completely unleashed its seal. Wind and snow howled, and three thousand snowflakes danced in the sky, forming countless Sword Qi that transformed into three thousand blades.
Under Ye Changsheng’s control, they formed a sword array with an infinite array of variations. The sword array’s sharpness was fully displayed, its sword pressure causing mountain peaks to collapse. The mountain range stretching for a hundred miles was inexplicably cut into a smooth, flat surface.
“Sky-Opening Sword Art – Slash!”
Sword waves surged, like tidal waves. The clouds and mist in the sky were scattered by the Sword Qi.
Ye Changsheng rode his sword, standing high in the sky. Three thousand sword lights blazed, making him appear as the Sword Sovereign who ruled this world, controlling the life and death of all things he comprehended.
But the Primordial Being withstood the sword sea with his physical body. The scales on his body were like indestructible divine iron, utterly unmoved. Not even a single scratch was left. He shook his arms, sending thunderous explosions, tearing open a gap in the sword tide, parting the sea of Sword Qi, and wading through the waves!
The Primordial Being let out a world-shattering roar. Instantly, the Sword Qi formed by the three thousand snowflakes shattered. The earth cracked with a monstrous fissure from the sonic waves. In the Wuji Immortal Realm, mountains for miles around collapsed, falling into countless abysses.
He strode forward like a primordial god creating the world; nothing could stop his advance, all annihilated by his presence.
This enemy’s power far surpassed the True Immortal Realm. Ye Changsheng knew the sword formation was useless against him. He even retracted the Twilight Snow Sword to prevent further damage.
He took out hundreds of Dao flags and scattered them like rain, planting them across the Wuji Immortal Realm.
At the same time, he used the Linxian Step, treading on air, constantly evading the Primordial Being’s锋芒 (sharp edge/thrust) while rapidly forming hand seals, activating the Dao patterns to intertwine. Finally, this intertwined with a hundred magic arrays.
Previously, in the Ancient Forbidden Domain, Ye Changsheng had used this move to constantly change the world, fighting against such a brute-force opponent with formations.
The Primordial Being’s expression was filled with disdain. His movement was ethereal and agile, from a creator god moments ago to an immortal fairy in a celestial palace now, executing a graceful dance.
“This…” Ye Changsheng couldn’t help but show surprise.
Amidst the hundreds of formations operating, the Primordial Being accurately found the Life Gate where the formations intersected. He stepped onto it with his immortal steps, bypassing the need for sorcery or brute force to break the formations.
“His attainments in formations are profound. He can even activate domain gates and has absolute control over spatial laws,” Ye Changsheng thought with alarm. “My cultivation has not yet reached True Immortal, so I cannot engage with spatial laws. They will have no effect on him.”
The Primordial Being treated the hundreds of deadly formations as nothing and had already arrived before Ye Changsheng.
Ye Changsheng took out the immortal weapon he obtained from Crow Old Dao, the Heavenly Dragon Spear.
The spear exuded cold light, dragon souls entwined, immortal power surging. In his hand, it traced out the shape of a great dragon, and he began to battle the Primordial Being.
The Primordial Being did not use any weapons. Instead, he used his scales as armor and his limbs as deadly weapons, unleashing killing techniques against Ye Changsheng.
The two fought for hundreds of rounds in the sky, circling the entire Wuji Immortal Realm. Wherever they went, the sky shattered, mountains were leveled, and countless demonic beasts and spiritual beasts were caught in the crossfire, turning to dust.
Ye Changsheng continuously burned his Spiritual Sea, infusing the Heavenly Dragon Spear with dragon soul power, pushing it close to its breaking limit.
But under the Primordial Being’s onslaught, the great dragon form could not be fully drawn, and Ye Changsheng could not employ the Dragon-Eye Dotting Dao Image against him.
“Roar!”
The Primordial Being let out another roar. His golden blood began to burn, bathed in golden flames, like a divine sun. The golden flames made the dragon soul on the Heavenly Dragon Spear twist in agony, shrinking continuously.
The Primordial Being seized the opportunity and unleashed a punch.
*Crack!*
The Heavenly Dragon Spear shattered in Ye Changsheng’s hand. He felt the opponent’s fist wind about to crush his physical body. Any protective sorcery seemed like child’s play; it would have no effect on the Primordial Being at this moment.
Desolate Ancient Aura.
Ye Changsheng gathered the Desolate Ancient Aura to a single point, forming a small vortex, which neutralized the Primordial Being’s annihilating blow. Finally, he was pushed back onto Jing Lake by the fist wind.
“…Too strong.”
Ye Changsheng had never felt such suffocating pressure even when facing the Immortal’s Shedding.
This overwhelming gap reminded Ye Changsheng of the White Feather Yaksha he encountered on the Star of the Demon. Those were likely Primordial Beings as well.
A nascent White Feather Yaksha could fight evenly with a Celestial realm Corpse Cultivator Grandmaster. It was only with Ye Changsheng’s intervention that they managed to defeat the White Feather Yaksha.
However, the purple-crowned Primordial Being before him knew how to break formations, his movements could be both hard and soft, and he could even suppress immortal weapons with sorcery. His cultivation was far superior to that White Feather Yaksha.
“I absolutely cannot engage in close combat with this Primordial Being. His body is comparable to a precious treasure. I will be the one at a disadvantage in the end – Dao Image!”
Ye Changsheng unleashed his Dao Image. The surrounding grass grew vigorously, gradually transforming the dim Wuji Immortal Realm into a verdant holy land.
The Primordial Being saw through Ye Changsheng’s intention to use his Dao Image. His heartbeat thundered like bellows, his blood surged like tides, and the golden flames burned even brighter. His arms, covered in golden divine fire, plunged down, shattering space and upheaving the entire world.
Ye Changsheng could hardly believe it and took several steps back, deeply shaken.
His Dao Image world had not even fully manifested before it was shattered by the Primordial Being in this manner.
The Primordial Being’s fighting spirit soared. Having shattered Ye Changsheng’s Dao Image, he triumphantly charged towards Ye Changsheng, “Xiloya!”
“You’ve been tricked.”
Ye Changsheng’s expression, which had been filled with panic, suddenly changed. Another Dao Image emerged from the shattered space.
This was a double Dao Image. Ye Changsheng had hidden the Dao Image of his Void Spirit Root beneath his Wood Extreme Spirit Root, deliberately letting the Wood Extreme Spirit Root’s Dao Image collapse to lure the enemy into complacency.
The Void Spirit Root Dao Image took shape. From the abyss of the dark universe, a river of death flowed, engulfing numerous stars and extinguishing them. The murky aura within enveloped the Primordial Being.
The collapsed worlds also turned into death, churning with ferocious energy, crushing and colliding with the Primordial Being.
“Ah!”
The Primordial Being let out a scream. The scales on his body were pierced, and streams of golden blood flowed out.
“Finally broke through your defenses.” Ye Changsheng gained the upper hand but felt no joy.
The Void Spirit Root Dao Image was very difficult to control. If he couldn’t maintain it, the River of Death would overflow, attacking indiscriminately, and the situation would become unmanageable.
He hoped the Primordial Being would be crushed by the dead stars in the River of Death quickly, thus ending the battle.
“Wodama!”
The Primordial Being became utterly enraged. Initially, he didn’t believe Ye Changsheng could harm him. Now, he felt as if he had been bitten by an ant, utterly humiliated. He wanted to tear Ye Changsheng’s soul apart to vent his anger. His body contorted, his limbs grew longer, and the purple crown on his head transformed into thousands of threads that enveloped his body. His Essence Blood surged like a tide, and he actually evolved into a Primordial Savage Dragon!
The Primordial Savage Dragon shattered the dead stars, resisting the encroaching murky aura by burning its Essence Blood and lifespan. It swam upstream against the River of Death, continuously destroying the falling stars. Those worlds were like mere blades of grass before it.
Facing the approaching Primordial Savage Dragon, Ye Changsheng felt that death was very close. The Desolate Ancient Aura he could wield was insufficient to fully protect him.
This Primordial Being had extremely high attainments in formations, his movement speed surpassed Ye Changsheng’s, and other sorceries were ineffective. This was utter despair.
“This Primordial Being can even break through my trump card Dao Image. Am I, Ye Changsheng, destined to die here today?”
Ye Changsheng first muttered dejectedly, then suddenly remembered something.
“No, my death is not fated! This is not the destiny of Ye Changsheng!”
He took out that Nameless Ancient Sword.
This Nameless Ancient Sword was very peculiar. No spiritual power could affect it, so Ye Changsheng could not use sorcery with it, only simply hold it in front of him. To the Primordial Being, this was no different from surrendering and committing suicide.
*Clang*
The Nameless Ancient Sword collided with the Primordial Savage Dragon evolved by the Primordial Being. Ye Changsheng had bet correctly. The Nameless Ancient Sword withstood this deadly attack. No laws, Dao, or reason could shake the Nameless Ancient Sword.
The Primordial Savage Dragon at this moment was like a paper dragon, its power completely gone.
A look of disbelief appeared on the Primordial Being’s face. He couldn’t accept it. Just as he was about to exert more power, a tiny speck of rust on the Nameless Ancient Sword was scraped off.
As that speck of rust fell, the Nameless Ancient Sword revealed a sliver of its edge. A tremendous change occurred. A chaotic aura leaked from the Nameless Ancient Sword, like a mountain flood breaching a dam.
The Nameless Ancient Sword suddenly became astonishingly sharp. Even before it was swung, it dissolved the Primordial Savage Dragon. The sharpness even shattered the Dao Image world.
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“This is a divine weapon!” Ye Changsheng exclaimed in astonishment.
He suddenly felt a sense of connection, of commanding the Nameless Ancient Sword, very familiar. So, he activated the Nameless Ancient Sword and swung it gently.
At that moment, endless sky scars spread across the heavens. Mountains vanished. The very existence of the Wuji Immortal Realm began to waver, destroying all power of law.
With a look of disbelief, the Primordial Being saw his body dissolve into mist. Having lived for several epochs, the powerful Primordial Being who had traversed the river of time could not even struggle once, perishing completely under the Nameless Ancient Sword.
The murky ice of Jing Lake below Ye Changsheng suddenly dissipated, becoming clear and spotless, like a mirror.
He looked over. Jing Lake reflected the imprinted scene of the past, the complete truth that he had not glimpsed even in the historical leaves of the Longevity Ancient Tree.
Qi Zhen stood facing the space-rending, terrifying killing intent, sat down, unleashed supreme sorcery, transmitted the Nameless Ancient Sword to the Ancient Forbidden Domain, and simultaneously circulated the Xuanpin Samsara Cultivation.
Those scenes imprinted themselves into Ye Changsheng’s mind, leading to his enlightenment and the acquisition of the complete cultivation technique of the Xuanpin Samsara Cultivation.
A terrifying tribulation struck Qi Zhen, causing his physical body to shatter and his destruction to commence.
However, Qi Zhen seemed to have foreseen that Ye Changsheng would come here in the future. He looked up at Ye Changsheng and dissolved all his celestial cultivation and memories using the Xuanpin Samsara Cultivation. In the midst of the tribulation, a wisp of ethereal energy was newly generated and drifted towards Qixia Isle.
The ethereal energy revealed the figure of a child – it was Ye Changsheng as a child.
At this point, he understood everything.
“I am Qi Zhen. Xiaobai’s Master is me,” Ye Changsheng said.