Aspiring to the Immortal Path

Fifteen days later.

Flowing Wind stood in front of a wall, examining the Overflowing Heaven Mirror in his hand. "This is the place."

A cultivator reached out, his hand brimming with power as he clawed at the wall. With a boom, the wall disappeared, to be replaced by a dazzling curtain of light.

"As expected, a hidden paradise. It's not strange for such a place to have a teleportation formation to another domain," a cultivator commented. "It seems like Tang Jie is hiding here."

Before coming, they had gathered the details and discovered that three sects once searched for treasure here.

"It's about time for us to make some money. Once we find that brat and take the teleportation formation, a world will be ours," another cultivator said with a laugh.

One of them was so impatient to explore that he threw out a punch, causing that curtain of light to ripple. Not only did he fail to break it, his attack incurred such a powerful counterattack that he was forced to use Immortal energy to block it. He said in shock, "This estate must have belonged to a True Immortal at the minimum. This seal is very difficult to break, and it only opens once every one hundred years."

"It's a True Immortal's seal?" everyone gasped. This was no simple matter. This place was clearly very valuable. And even they would find it difficult to break the seal of a True Immortal.

A cultivator questioned, "With such a seal present, how did Tang Jie get in?"

Flowing Wind examined the seal and said, "The seal shows no signs of being destroyed, so he clearly didn't force his way in. Thus, there's only one other way of entering this estate: spatial teleportation."

Mou Siming muttered, "I see now. Tang Jie is from another domain, and he somehow found a teleportation formation that led him to Vast Wilderness. Thus, he naturally knows the coordinates of this teleportation formation, and all he needs to do is set up a small formation on the outside to link to it, and he can come in and out as he pleases."

"That must be the case," everyone agreed.

Flowing Wind added, "Even so, laying down a small teleportation formation requires a profound mastery of formations. It seems that this Tang Jie not only possesses formidable cultivation but is also quite the expert in formations. Hong Qianli, why didn't you mention any of this?"

Not far from them stood the Flame Celestial Sovereign, Hong Qianli.

After gaining Tang Jie's information from the Flame Celestial Sovereign, Flowing Wind had not let him go, instead ordering him to follow their group. In his words: "Since you and Tang Jie are enemies, come with us to kill Tang Jie." But the Flame Celestial Sovereign knew that his real concern was that he had lied, so he was being forced to come along just to make sure. If the Flame Celestial Sovereign was friends with Tang Jie, then they would be able to take care of the two together.

The Flame Celestial Sovereign hastily said, "In truth, it's because this one knows too little about Tang Jie. I only learned many of the details afterward when I asked the Lord of the Blood River. On the matter of formations, the gap between me and him was so vast back then that he had no opportunity to use it, so this one was unaware."

In truth, however, he was inwardly cursing everyone present.

He actually knew about Tang Jie's skill in formations. Not even considering how Tang Jie had exposed everything he had in the mayhem he had created in the Blood River Domain, the ad-hoc formations Tang Jie had created in the Court of Myriad to use against him were proof alone of his talent.

But the Flame Celestial Sovereign hated both Tang Jie and these people. Whether back in the court or now, the two major sects had treated him very poorly. Angered, he naturally kept some information to himself. In any case, all of these Earth Immortals were certain to kill Tang Jie, and he didn't mind Tang Jie giving them some trouble before he died.

Privately, he also worried that these people would get rid of him once he ceased to be useful, so it was better to keep some cards in his hand.

Thus, he also added, "In truth, even if he does understand formations, with his resources, he wouldn't be able to lay down some huge formation, only a few mediocre ordinary formations."

These words were exactly what everyone wanted to hear, a cultivator saying, "He's only at Soul Projection, so even if he's strong, how strong can he really be? If he hadn't killed so many people from our sects, requiring us to investigate anyone who might have helped him, there would have been no need to mobilize four Earth Immortals. The real problem is this True Immortal seal."

Mou Siming replied, "No matter how problematic it is, it's not alive. If that True Immortal were still here, things would be different, but this is just an empty shell of an estate, so its power is limited. If we work together, we can break through it!"

"Agreed!" everyone shouted.

Three Earth Immortals and several True Lords attacked the seal together, with only Flowing Wind calmly standing on the sidelines.

The earlier cultivator hadn't used his full strength in his attack, so the response from the seal hadn't been too fierce, but now that everyone was working together, the seal unleashed its full heaven-shaking might.

The cultivators immediately put up their barriers, but this counterattack was formless, ignoring their barriers and directly striking them. The Earth Immortals merely groaned, but the True Lords screamed as they were sent flying.

This seal's response intensified according to the strength of the attack. Originally, their attacks wouldn't have been enough to injure themselves, but unfortunately for them, they had attacked alongside Earth Immortals, which strengthened the response so much that they ended up severely injured.

"Retreat at once and don't attack again!" Mou Siming shouted. He then once more raised his hand, thrusting it at the seal. A giant crimson hand descended upon the land, robbing the world of its light. As it fell on the seal, a mighty wave of killing intent surged out, so powerful that this mighty Earth Immortal began to weep blood. But he refused to back down, and as his blood turned to steam, his crimson hand grew stronger and stronger.

The two other Earth Immortals used their own attacks, and the seal erupted in multicolored lights. Even Flowing Wind finally took action, summoning that cloud to land on the seal. Though the seal was not extinguished, its killing intent immediately weakened by thirty percent.

Even so, this seal had been set down by a True Immortal, and it was not to be taken down so easily. Mou Siming, seeing that the seal was still stubborn, turned his head and barked, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and help!"

The Flame Celestial Sovereign was a Titan, an Immortal Platform expert, so it had been several thousand years since anyone had ordered him around.

To have Mou Siming barking orders at him filled him with rage, but he couldn't afford to give offense, so came forward to help.

While the seal was powerful, without anyone to support, it ultimately began to weaken under the strength of five Earth Immortals.

Meanwhile, within the Five Origins Estate.

Tang Jie stood within a hall.

Forty-nine lanterns blazed brightly within the hall, and in the center was a jade slab.

The jade slab displayed the sight of Mou Siming and company attacking the seal.

Tang Jie examined each person in front of the estate, studying their forms of attack and the particulars of their cultivation techniques.

"Four Earth Immortals is rather troublesome, but it's not outside of my expectations," he whispered. As for those Violet Palace experts, he didn't even consider them.

His eyes lastly fell on the Flame Celestial Sovereign, upon which he smiled. "And there's even a bonus."

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