What If I Can't Die? Chapter 527 - 527 Sealing the Spatial Rift (2)

Chapter 527 - 527 Sealing the Spatial Rift (2)

527 Sealing the Spatial Rift (2)

“You’re not kidding, right?”

Ji Xiyang frowned. “Killing a Great Emperor is indeed your ability, but if you want to purify the demonic soil, it’s not as simple as fighting and killing.”

“We’ll know if it works after we try. It depends on whether you’re willing or not.”

Song s.h.i.+ bewitched him. In fact, he did not know how to purify the demonic soil outside, but he had a G.o.ddess wife. It was not impossible.

At this point, Song s.h.i.+ glanced at Wuyou. This woman’s concealment technique was really brilliant. Even a Mahayana cultivator wouldn’t be able to discover it.

“Fellow Daoist’s situation is special. I can represent the Ji Family to give you a chance.”

Ji Xiyang still wanted to use Song s.h.i.+’s power to resolve the abnormality in the outside world. Even if he couldn’t resolve it, it wasn’t a bad thing to leave another Great Emperor in the Ji Family.

“Old Ancestor Ji is quite reasonable. Then I’ll cultivate a portion of the Void Sutra and ask for guidance on the other parts. I don’t think Old Ancestor Ji will mind, right?”

Song s.h.i.+ smiled, wanting a yard after taking an inch.

“…”

Ji Xiyang narrowed his eyes as he questioned: “You are Saint King Lang Ya’s disciple?”

“No, I can only say that we have some connections. Helping him was a promise I made.”

Song s.h.i.+ did not hide anything. “Let me take a look at the Ji Family’s Void Scripture. I can show you the inheritance of the Void Demon Race. Both are cultivation techniques of the Great Dao of s.p.a.ce. There are huge benefits to using each other as references.”

“Fellow Daoist Song, you’re really not polite. What’s the use of the Demon Race’s inheritance to us?”

Ji Xiyang’s expression wasn’t good.

“Cultivation techniques can only display their value if they are shared more. It’s not like you can lay eggs if you guard them, right? Especially in such special circ.u.mstances, sharing more cultivation techniques can nurture more powerhouses, right?”

“Hehe, Fellow Daoist is powerful. Of course you have the right to say that.”

Although Ji Xiyang scoffed, he did not deny it. This was because Song s.h.i.+ had just killed a Great Emperor of the Demon Race. Just based on this battle achievement, it was enough for him to boast shamelessly.

“You’re the first person who makes me feel like I have the strength to spout nonsense.”

Song s.h.i.+ could not help but smile. “I can guarantee that if I control the spatial laws, I won’t treat you badly.”

“Let’s talk about it after you control it. After all, you have to first reach Great Mastery in the Void Dao before you have a chance to condense a trace of the power of laws. It’s very difficult to do it in a short period of time. It might not be useful for the current situation.”

Ji Xiyang shook his head. He had cultivated for tens of thousands of years to barely reach this step.

No matter how special this person was, could he sharpen his spear at the last minute and quickly master the Law of s.p.a.ce?

If he could really do it, he would write his name backwards.

The two of them had their own thoughts as they pa.s.sed through the spatial pa.s.sageway and arrived at a patch of moonlight. Many of the Ji family’s upper echelons were waiting there. When they saw Ji Xiyang return, they stood up and bowed. At the same time, they cupped their fists at Song s.h.i.+ and called him senior.

When one of the men saw Song s.h.i.+, he immediately revealed a bitter expression.

However, after not seeing him for a hundred years, this person was actually so powerful that the old ancestor personally welcomed him and made him call him senior.

One had to know that more than a hundred years ago, although this person was special, his realm was inferior to his, and he did not really treat him as an existence stronger than him.

Song s.h.i.+ had met this Supreme Saint once, but he did not know his name. He nodded and said, “I was once a guest of the Dian Cang Sword Sect. I hope everyone can take care of them.”

“No problem. In the future, the Dian Cang Sword Sect will receive the same treatment as my Ji family.”

Ji Xiyang smiled. This person was speaking up for his old friend twice in a row. He was indeed a person who valued relations.h.i.+ps and loyalty. It would be quite beneficial for his Ji Family to build a good relations.h.i.+p with him.

As for Saint King Lang Ya, he had been trapped in the forbidden area for many years, whether he was still alive was a problem.

“Fellow Daoist Song, please take a seat.”

He raised his hand and spatial fluctuations appeared beside his seat. A beautiful girl came over with spirit tea in her hand.

Song s.h.i.+ sat down and asked, “What’s the situation now?”

“With the help of the Plane Resistance of the Heavenly Demon Realm, the Demon Race invaded the Mystic Spirit Realm with all their might. They want to continue what they did not do back then and completely annex this world. The situation now is not optimistic.”

Ji Xiyang sighed. “In the battle back then, the Mystic Spirit Realm’s Resistance was damaged and didn’t fully recover. Now, facing the aggressive Heavenly Demon Realm, I really don’t know if it can withstand it.”

“What will the consequences be if they are combined?” Song s.h.i.+ looked outside. “Will they all turn into demonic soil?”

“Not only that, all the living beings in the Mystic Spirit Realm will become food or slaves for the demons. We have no way out. We can only win and not lose.”

Ji Xiyang said solemnly.

“Food, slaves…”

Song s.h.i.+’s expression changed slightly. This was also something he did not want to see.

“How?”

Song s.h.i.+ looked at the purple scar in the distance. “It’s not enough to cleanse the demonic soil, right?”

“Purifying the demonic soil is only treating the symptoms. The real trouble is the plane crack. We have to seal it to stop the Demon Race from wreaking havoc further.”

Ji Xiyang grabbed out a large piece of demonic soil from afar. Demonic Qi rolled continuously in front of him. The power of the moon above his head fell, and the Demonic Qi seemed to evaporate and began to dissipate rapidly.

“We can use the moonlight and star power to exorcise it. The Heavenly Star Formation we set up is like this. However, it can only affect a radius of fifty kilometers. It can’t affect anything further.”

Song s.h.i.+ shook his head. “The range is too small. It’s a drop in the bucket. Teach me the Void Sutra and I will remove this purple scar when the time comes.”

“The Void Sutra is my race’s inheritance after all. You have to do something first.”

Ji Xiyang said meaningfully.

Song s.h.i.+ could tell at a glance that this old man was up to no good. He said calmly, “Speak.”

“Marry the woman of my race as your wife. That way, I can teach you the Void Sutra without worry and even guide you personally.”

Ji Xiyang was all smiles. He wanted to use the marriage to lock onto Song s.h.i.+. It would be even better if he could keep his seed. This person had killed a Great Emperor at the Supreme Saint Realm. His Talent was truly heaven-defying.

“It’s just a Void Scripture from the lower realm. What’s there to see? I have a cultivation technique that directly cultivates the Law of s.p.a.ce here. I don’t need you to sell yourself.”

Wuyou, who had not appeared or spoken since he came to the Ji family, suddenly spoke.

Song s.h.i.+ was surprised and smiled faintly. “Are you jealous?”

“I just don’t want a piece of trash by your side.” Wuyou refused to admit it.

“I know what you mean, but your stuff is too high-end. I will have to take a long time.”

Song s.h.i.+ did not directly ask for Wuyou’s cultivation technique. From the Wood Realm Relocation that the other party had given him, Wuyou only knew high-level great divine powers and immortal cultivation techniques. To him, it seemed too high-level.

“Suit yourself.”

Wuyou rubbed his stomach unhappily. “Look at your father. He found you a stepmother in front of you.”

“…”

Song s.h.i.+ was speechless. “Don’t spout nonsense. I didn’t say that I agreed to marry her.”

Ji Xiyang looked at Song s.h.i.+ suspiciously. “Who are you talking to?”

“Madam of the family. She’s jealous, so I can’t marry your people.”

Song s.h.i.+ shrugged.

Ji Xiyang stared at where Song s.h.i.+ was talking for a long time but didn’t find anything. He even suspected that Song s.h.i.+ was deliberately playing tricks to get the Void Sutra from his family for free.

“You can’t see her. I’m the only one who can.”

Song s.h.i.+ said.

“Fellow Daoist, don’t joke around. This is the core area of my Ji Family. If there really is someone here, how can I not see them?”

“If you dare to send him a woman, I’ll destroy the Ji Family.”

Wuyou’s voice sounded in Ji Xiyang’s ears out of nowhere, making his hair stand on end.

What kind of strength did he not notice? Could it be above the Great Emperor Stage? Could it be a Ghost Immortal who failed her tribulation?

He hurriedly turned around and changed his words. “If you promise to help us seal the dimensional rift outside the floating city, I will give you the Void Sutra.”

Song s.h.i.+ was helpless. He didn’t expect that it was because of Wuyou that this guy let go of his condition.

He said, “If I master the Law of s.p.a.ce, I can naturally use my strength to seal the scar on the outside.”

“Fellow Daoist’s confidence has given me some confidence.”

Ji Xiyang smiled. He originally already wanted to recruit a powerhouse like Song s.h.i.+, so he naturally took advantage of the situation.

“This is the Void Sutra. Fellow Daoist, you can take a look. I don’t need you to cultivate the power of laws. If you can comprehend the Void Great Dao, you can cooperate with me and my clansmen to seal that plane crack.”

Ji Xiyang took out a silver book and still didn’t think that Song s.h.i.+ could cultivate laws in a short period of time.

Hearing this tone, Song s.h.i.+ seemed to be able to attack now. He was puzzled. “It can be sealed directly? The Demon Race won’t stop it?”

“The Marshal of the Demon Army has been killed by you. Don’t you know that he was in charge of this place?”

Ji Xiyang was caught between laughter and tears. “Then he died so unjustly.”