Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons

Zenith Great Perfection Realm Cloud-Dispersing Long Fist!

With the empowerment of Initial Realm Five Apertures, Shen Yi's palms were covered by the breath of heaven and earth, each punch seemed to completely shatter the yellow-skinned creature's flesh and innards.

"Come on! Bring it!"

The yellow-skinned creature bared its teeth, and as its figure gradually shrank, the crimson fiendish qi ballooned against the wind, enveloping an area more than thirty feet across.

Nothing could escape being corroded by it.

This was also why it hadn't used this sinister technique before.

Under the cover of the red mist, all living beings perished.

Only martial artists who had transcended could resist for a while with the breath of heaven and earth.

In such a situation, the competition was simply about who had accumulated more.

When Shen Yi drew his knife, the yellow-skinned creature had already discerned his realm. Although somewhat surprised, it didn't believe Shen Yi's foundation could be greater than the flesh it had accumulated over a hundred years.

That was until Shen Yi threw his punches dozens of times without any sign of weakening.

His breathing was steady, the white mist attached to him seemed thin, as if it would be completely eroded by the crimson fiendish qi the next second, but it kept emerging continuously.

The yellow-skinned creature's pupils contracted slightly, and a trace of hesitation finally appeared in its expression.

It seemed to have misjudged something.

"You..."

The fist pierced through the golden fur like it had punctured an empty balloon.

Underneath the layers of skin, the dog demon's flesh had been entirely depleted, leaving only an empty shell.

"Spare me!" the yellow-skinned creature finally cried out in fear.

Shen Yi calmly withdrew his palm from the pile of shattered viscera, gripped the knife handle once more, drew the blade from between the bones, and then delivered a clean downward chop!

[Slayed a dog demon in the Initial Realm Early Stage, total lifespan five hundred seventy-five years, one hundred eighty years remaining, absorption complete.]

The crimson mist that filled the sky suddenly lost its anchor, becoming erratic and undefined.

The villagers squatted in the distance, and for the first time, their cloudy eyes held emotion, a barely discernible anxiety.

As the young man confidently strode out of the mist, his long and powerful fingers sheathed the long sword back into its scabbard.

Under his tousled hair, he looked slightly tired, his breath was no longer as even as when he had arrived, now somewhat hurried, yet his figure remained ramrod straight.

Behind him, the large body that was only a skin-wrapped skeleton collapsed like a falling flag!

...

On the small road from Baiyun County to Liulimiao Village.

Chen Ji clenched the neck of the old donkey, feeling quite restless.

Although Liu Dianli was not an official, with just one word from him, not a single constable in the entire justice department dared to disobey.

Chen Ji quickly went home to settle his sister and then decided to come alone to take a look.

Watching the old donkey's leisurely gait, he gritted his teeth and slapped it before leaping to the ground and hurrying forward with a display of lightness skill that was not particularly proficient.

Soon, a whiff of blood reached his nostrils.

Chen Ji's expression froze slightly, he subconsciously gripped the sheath of his knife, seemingly guessing something, his legs trembling faintly as he walked.

His heart was enveloped by panic, and his mind vaguely conjured images of a field strewn with corpses.

Biting his teeth, he suddenly dashed towards the village.

"..."

Moments later, plumes of cooking smoke entered his line of sight.

Two villagers walked past the ridge, and when they noticed someone beside them, they looked at Chen Ji, and after a moment, awkwardly squeezed out an ugly smile.

Chen Ji instinctively wanted to respond with a smile, but his lips were stiff and could not muster one.

He stared at what the two villagers were carrying—a thick, furry leg, the hair matted with clotted blood, obviously having been dead for some time.

"Officer said we could eat as much as we wanted and to put whatever we couldn't finish on the cart for him,"

the villager swallowed his saliva.

Hearing this, Chen Ji fell completely silent.

An officer? Which other officer would dare to set foot in this place in all of Baiyun County besides Shen Yi!

But what in the world had happened.

Chen Ji felt like he was about to be confused, nodded as a greeting, and continued walking past the two.

Soon, that familiar silhouette appeared before his eyes.

There was none of the brutal fighting he had imagined.

Shen Yi sat quietly on the ridge of the field, surrounded by seven or eight older children, who were carefully touching his sword.

About a dozen villagers busily dragged demon corpses out of the muddy field, like digging for lotuses, occasionally lifting an arm and smiling at the sight.

The bloody and the serene, two utterly different scenes interwoven, twisted into the extremely bizarre sight before him.

Chen Ji's body stiffened, unsure of how he managed to walk up to the person.

He spoke out dizzily, "The demon"

Shen Yi looked up in mild surprise, as if he hadn't expected him to come over, "I've taken care of them all."

Hearing this, Chen Ji felt it sounded familiar.

It seemed that when he had asked about the Ape Demon earlier, Officer Shen had given the same response.

He pointed a trembling finger toward the mud soaked with dark red not far away, smelling the foul stench that was hitting his nose, fighting the urge to vomit, "You call this… taking care of them?"

This was the outskirts of the West Suburb; stepping out from here would enter the territory of the yellow-skinned ones.

Standing here, he had slaughtered all the demons on the ground, leaving only two possibilities: either the yellow-skinned ones had left home, or they lay dead here as well.

Even though the latter seemed highly improbable, compared to the ridiculous former scenario, Chen Ji had to convince himself over and over that this was real.

Just two or three days ago, the other person had been an incorrigible scoundrel.

With a single move, he had simply wiped out the yellow-skinned ones and their offspring; when it came to restraint, he truly had to call the other man an ancestor.

"Go tidy up the corpses; it's time to head back."

Since there was a laborer handy, it would be a waste not to use him.

Shen Yi extended his hand, and the older children obediently wiped the handprints off the scabbard onto their clothing, then returned it to his palm while grinning with a gap-toothed smile, "Take care, Officer."

He buckled on his sword and slowly stood up, folding up the display before his eyes.

[Remaining Demon Lifespan: Six hundred seventy-two years]

With the lifespan contribution from twelve robust Dog Demons and an additional hundred and eighty years from the yellow-skinned one, Shen Yi's accumulation had now reached a terrifying level.

Besides that, there was an unexpected gain.

As he struck with his fist and shattered the yellow-skinned one's organs, Shen Yi suddenly discovered an unknown organ the size of a chicken egg within the creature's body.

That flesh ball was much tougher than the other internal organs and continued to function like a living thing even under the fierce force.

Most importantly, it contained the very essence Shen Yi had been yearning for since advancing to the Initial Realm.

He simply plucked it out and wrapped it in a piece of hemp cloth.

This was Shen Yi's first encounter with a true demon.

The Dog Demons with awakened intelligence might live for a couple of hundred years, but besides having strong bodies, they were essentially no different from mortals.

The yellow-skinned one was completely different. Its pervasive Crimson Fiendish Qi left the soldiers and officers almost without a way to respond; contact meant certain death, and even if they retreated and used bows, it was difficult to penetrate the fatty flesh of the yellow-skinned one.

To inflict any real damage, they would need at least a heavy crossbow to stand a chance.

But let's not forget, though the Dog Demons appeared plump, their movements were not slow—a ten-yard distance was but a matter of two or three steps for them.

And such a creature, nearly unsolvable for mortals,

turned out to be just at the Early Stage of the Initial Realm.