Chapter 1594: Entering the Immortal Realm

Chapter 1594: Chapter 1594: Entering the Immortal Realm

Fu Xi chuckled lightly, "Sleeping, of course, entails sleeping. But such a significant event is bound to rouse someone who can explore it a bit. Since you’re heading to the Immortal Realm, bring back a portion of the Treasure Liquid for us."

Yang Yan smiled wryly, "Senior, you can’t just put it like that. From your tone, it sounds like that Daoist Immortal Pool belongs to my family and I can take it at will. There are Immortal Monarchs within the Immortal Realm!"

"With my limited skill, I can handle some typical opponents, but Immortal Monarchs..."

Saying this, Yang Yan shook his head self-derisively and stopped.

Fu Xi gave a mysterious smile and said casually, "Of course it’s your family’s. The Daoist Immortal Pool is rooted where the World Tree grows, and naturally, it’s part of the World Tree."

"When you get there, as long as you trigger the World Tree, you can naturally collect the Treasure Liquid. It’s not as troublesome as you imagine."

Yang Yan replied speechlessly, "Senior, could this be your plan all along, waiting for me to want to go to the Immortal Realm?"

Fu Xi slightly raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly, "Of course it was just by chance."

Yang Yan naturally didn’t believe him, simply looked at Fu Xi suspiciously and said nothing.

Fu Xi suddenly sobered up, with a serious expression, he said, "Yang Yan, I hope that you must obtain the Treasure Liquid this time in the Immortal Realm, as it relates to the future trend."

"To be frank with you, if other races, especially the Demon Race get it, the Human race is likely to cease to exist."

Yang Yan, of course, knew Fu Xi wouldn’t jest in such matters, and he nodded solemnly.

However, he soon asked the question that puzzled him, "Why does the Immortal Realm guard the Daoist Immortal Pool but not use the Treasure Liquid for their Immortal Emperor?"

Fu Xi chuckled lightly, "In the battle at the time, the Immortal Realm exited early, if it weren’t for the subsequent changes in the Heavenly Dao, the Divine Race might have perished."

"As for collecting the Treasure Liquid, they fell into slumber too early back then, leaving nothing to collect."

Upon hearing this, Yang Yan couldn’t help but laugh.

Afterwards, Yang Yan took this opportunity to inquire about various questions, finally unraveling all the mysteries in his heart, and gaining a relatively comprehensive understanding of the Immortal Realm.

Much later, Yang Yan set out for the location of the Immortal Realm Gate.

Yang Yan gazed at Zhou Hanyun in the Small Immortal Realm, watching her gradually expanding belly, a warmth rose in his heart.

A moment later, Yang Yan lifted his head, his gaze resolute as he flew into the distance.

Shortly after Yang Yan left, two streaks of light flew across the sky, pursuing the direction Yang Yan had taken...

When Yang Yan reached an empty starry sky, he suddenly frowned.

Preparing to take out the World-Ending Demon Spear, Yang Yan’s tightly knit brows relaxed, a trace of helplessness appeared on his face.

The two streaks of light that had followed Yang Yan stopped before him, their forms became clear, it was Lin Zimu and Ao Tian.

Yang Yan smiled wryly, asking helplessly, "Why have the two of you come?"

Ao Tian chuckled lightly, "How can the future of the Human race be carried by you alone? Such a merit, we naturally want a share."

Yang Yan knew the two were concerned about his safety, and wanted to accompany him to the Immortal Realm.

Though touched, Yang Yan was very aware that this journey was extremely dangerous, possibly involving Immortal Monarchs, and he certainly didn’t want them to risk themselves.

Lin Zimu suddenly spoke, "Yang, don’t refuse us. Though our strength isn’t as great as yours, ordinary True Immortals won’t easily kill us. Rest assured, we’ll take care of ourselves."

Yang Yan looked at Lin Zimu and suddenly realized that in just a few days, Lin Zimu’s aura had become ethereal.

There seemed to be a hint of danger exuding from him.

Yang Yan understood that both had firmly decided, no matter how he persuaded them, it would be futile.

He sighed heavily, simply instructed a few things hoping they would follow them earnestly.

Receiving their responses, he felt slightly at ease bringing them along.

Nevertheless, Yang Yan had a sense that both Ice Emperor Ao Tian and Lin Zimu had great opportunities on them.

Though with his current strength, Yang Yan couldn’t touch these things, people with such fate often have grand strokes of luck.

Perhaps, though this journey was full of danger, they might also bring unexpected gains.

At this moment, within the Secret Realm of the Hidden Sect, many black-robed and red-robed cultivators gathered.

They knelt respectfully before Profound Nether, appearing reverent and cautious.

Behind them, in a small world, waves of blood-red churned, all composed of living creatures’ blood essence!

Profound Nether nodded satisfactorily, "Not bad, who would have thought you could gather so much blood essence in a short time. I reward and punish fairly, you’ve all accomplished great deeds and deserve a reward."

As he spoke, he waved his sleeve, revealing densely blood-scented pills before the black-robed men.

Profound Nether continued, "The pill before you can help you achieve a breakthrough in a small realm."

As the words fell, black demonic qi appeared before the red-robed cultivators.

Profound Nether spoke sternly, "Within this demonic qi is a trace of my power, in times of crisis, you can use it to unleash one of my attacks."

The cultivators looked at the items before them with fervent faces, respectfully shouting, "Thank you, sir."

Profound Nether nodded before speaking solemnly, "Now I assign you a new task, go to the Immortal Realm and aid Murong Cheng in capturing the Treasure Liquid from the Daoist Immortal Pool, to wake the Demon God. Go!"

The group collected the items before them, deploying their Body Technique as streaks of light flew towards the location of the Immortal Realm Gate.

Profound Nether watched the barrier before him, as black mist appeared on the other side.

Profound Nether spoke solemnly, "Shadow, how is the Demon God recently?"

The black mist opposite emitted an eerie laugh, "The Demon God has recently shown signs of waking but the wound from the Great Tao within still hasn’t healed. You still need to quickly obtain the Treasure Liquid."

"Once the Demon God’s wounds heal, capturing the World Tree will make the world ours, the Demon Race’s dominion."

Shadow continued seriously, "This is a matter of great importance, the Treasure Liquid must not fail, pay extra attention. Remember, remember!"

Profound Nether snorted coldly, "I will certainly be cautious in this matter, you don’t need to remind me further. But do tell me, how is our Demon Race army progressing in the invasion of this universe?"

Shadow laughed lightly, "Now, with True Immortals not appearing, our Demon Race forces have already spread across the universe, merely waiting for the Demon God to awaken, then we can conquer the whole cosmos."

Profound Nether nodded, saying no more, while Shadow’s figure disappeared from the side of the barrier.