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Although weak, the Great Tengu scoffed disdainfully.
"Don't joke around. How could such trash possibly control me? I'm only helping him for Seimei's sake; otherwise, he wouldn't even catch my eye."
Sha Yi had not yet lost consciousness. Although he was on the brink of death, he could still hear their conversation clearly.
"But... how infuriating..."
Filled with anger yet helpless, without Shikigami, he was nothing. Moreover, he was already on his last breath; what else could he do?
Glancing at him lightly, Ye Mingshang said nothing more and turned to leave.
Sha Yi was at the end of his rope, doomed to die. This Great Tengu was merely a distraction that would dissipate from time to time. There was no need for him to watch them die, nor was there any need to give them a quick end; it was all unnecessary.
The bag that had previously contained the ink gun had been lost in the spatial rupture, and he had no choice but to hold it in his hand.
Although he had taken a few pills earlier to suppress his injuries temporarily, allowing him some mobility, fighting was out of the question.
Wang Sijin's subordinates included four halls: Ghostly Fiend, Senra Hall, Asura Hall, and Corpse God. Now that Senra Hall and Asura Hall had been destroyed, the remaining two were still in the planning stages. The commotion caused this time was significant; unlike the incident with Senra Hall, it wouldn't be long before someone learned about Asura Hall's destruction, which would likely implicate Senra Hall as well. Future battles would be even harder; given his current state of illness, it was impossible for him to continue fighting.
Using a technique to shorten distances, his figure flickered through the jungle until he arrived at a cliff.
"This place is high and desolate; no one should find it here," he murmured softly.
Ye Mingshang jumped off the cliff and soared into the air, slowly stopping twenty meters below the edge before using the ink gun to carve out a cave.
The ink gun was a divine weapon that could cut through iron like mud and slice gold and jade. The hard rock beneath the spear tip felt like tofu; in just a few strokes, a cave of over ten square meters was carved out.
Although the Cave was quite simple, he only rested briefly to heal his wounds before leaving, without much to fuss about.
This battle had been truly perilous, leaving him severely injured. If it weren't for his physique, comparable to that of a great demon, he would have ended up like Sha Yi, barely surviving.
That Spatial Rift was incredibly powerful; the cracks formed by the shattered space connected to the universe, resembling a black hole that could absorb everything. It was strange that it hadn't pulled him and Sha Yi in.
Previously, he hadn't thought much due to shock. Now that he reflected on it, it seemed quite odd. Their battle had been monumental, almost apocalyptic. However, Ye Mingshang hadn't fought with full strength, while Sha Yi was clearly at his last gasp. The two sides had attacked with nearly equal force, meaning that this level of confrontation was actually limited by Sha Yi's abilities.
He was just a mortal; even relying on Shikigami, the Great Tengu was merely a clone with at most seventy percent of its original power. Although the Great Tengu was one of Japan's Three Great Strongest Yokai, it would only rank at the level of the Eight Great Vajras in China.
Even if we consider seventy percent of its power, there was no reason for him to break through space!
In his youth, he had witnessed Underworld River in action; that truly was a display of heavenly might, terrifying beyond measure. Even now, he had no confidence in defeating or matching Underworld River. He had never seen Underworld River fight at full strength and doubted whether he could withstand even a few moves.
Yet even beings like Underworld River, or those stronger than Underworld River from his past life, did not engage in battles that shattered space.
Ye Mingshang inherited memories from the Killer Prince of his previous life. Although not entirely complete, the important parts remained. In his final battle, he had caused upheaval in the underworld, staining the sky with blood until he exhausted himself to death; he had given it his all. Yet even then, despite the chaos and destruction, space remained intact.
Moreover, the underworld as an independent space wasn't as vast as reality. Its space should not be as solid as reality's; if it could withstand such forces, then reality surely could too.
Not understanding why this was the case and unable to clarify his thoughts further, Ye Mingshang shook his head and decided to categorize it as an accident resulting from a clash of powers.
His injuries primarily stemmed from the internal shock caused by the shattered space; Sha Yi's attacks hadn't really harmed him.
He practiced Xian Dao differently from others. Typical Xian Dao required severing the Three Corpse and cutting off emotions and desires. However, he refined the Three Corpse Worms and transformed them into dragons; with Three Dragons within him pulling on each other, not only did this strengthen his magical power but also greatly protected his physical body. Aside from being unable to defend against ordinary sharp weapon damage, he could protect himself against shockwaves or malevolent energy as well as magical forces.
However, the vibrations caused by the shattered space were something even the Three Corpse Dragons couldn't mitigate and directly affected his body. If it weren't for his exceptionally strong physique, anyone else would likely have perished.
A simple hidden barrier was set up at the cave entrance, and some talismans were pasted around the cave.
Once the barrier was arranged, the entrance immediately became invisible, appearing just like the original cliff from the outside. This was to prevent anyone from seeing the entrance and wandering in out of curiosity.
The talismans around not only prevented some ghosts and monsters from entering but also kept away snakes, insects, mice, and ants, ensuring they wouldn't crawl on him while he was healing.
He sat cross-legged, placing a few pills into his mouth, with his hands lightly resting on his lower abdomen, at the Dantian.
From time to time, a misty aura spread from within his body to the outside.
His cultivation method was different from others; while others absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth through meditation to cleanse their bodies and minds, this was a pure power that could strengthen the body and be used to combat evil spirits.
However, this power was particularly effective against evil spirits but had little effect on ordinary people and common plants and animals.
Initially, Ye Mingshang also practiced in a conventional manner. However, after learning The Method of Longevity from memories of his past life in the Celestial Abode, he began to cultivate this method.
Meditation practice seemed similar to normal cultivation and aligned with the principles of Tai Chi Bagua.
However, the traditional method draws power from nature. In contrast, The Method of Longevity treats oneself as a small universe, extracting power from within the organs and body itself and refining it. The power obtained belongs to oneself rather than nature.
Longevity itself goes against the natural order; how can one achieve immortality by drawing strength from heaven and earth? (To be continued.)
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