208: The sword today is like me yesterday!

The sky above Yellow Sand Plains was clear and cloudless.

The scorching sun baked the vast land, and Qiu Ya looked down, vaguely seeing caravans, camels, and various strange-looking Yao Beasts moving.

They carried crowds towards the heart of Yellow Sand Plains.

The Yao Beasts of Yellow Sand Plains would never be completely wiped out... This place needed hundreds or even more years to be assimilated and transformed.

Before that, Qingchi Mountain needed this place to be dangerous and profitable.

Therefore, new Yao Beasts would appear every once in a while.

Where they came from... goes without saying.

It was just that this unspoken understanding didn't need to be explicitly stated.

After all, it was a matter where everyone benefited.

Shen Li sat cross-legged on the head of the Dharma Boat; this Dharma Boat from the Shen Family was of ordinary make, and its Formations only included a levitation Formation and an acceleration Formation, nothing remarkable.

Even its acceleration over a thousand kilometers was ridiculously slow.

It was much slower than his own aerial flight... Shen Li could only make do and sit down.

This journey home would take about a month.

The size of a county in this world was different from a county in his previous life.

Take Yellow Sand Plains as an example... The hundreds of thousands of miles of Yellow Sand Plains, when converted to the size of a county here, would only be... three or four counties.

Therefore, traveling... was truly arduous.

Of course, the cultivation world never lacked Geniuses... A skilled Formation Master among the myriad arts of cultivation could construct a teleportation Formation.

It could teleport over long distances.

However, it was extremely expensive and required the very precious 'Space Shuttle Stone', so very few people could construct one.

The short-distance Formation that Qi Sect wanted to build back then required very few Space Shuttle Stones, but this long-distance Formation was completely different.

It required a vast amount of Space Shuttle Stones.

Even the Wang Family Market couldn't construct a long-distance teleportation Formation.

Let alone him, a blank Dao Foundation?

Speaking of which.

The distant Crescent Lake shimmered with clear and magnificent light under the refraction of the scorching sun.

A huge market, shaped like a crescent moon and bustling with people like a sea of smoke, slowly appeared before their eyes.

It was precisely the Wang Family's Crescent Lake Market.

This trip back to Qingyang still required a stopover at the Wang Family Market for rest.

The Dharma Boat slowly entered the Formation, and before it could descend, the figure of Immortal Sen Yan appeared in mid-air.

Upon seeing Shen Li, he slightly cupped his hands.

"Fellow Daoist Qingxuan."

Shen Li no longer held his previous humility; his expression was as usual, and he cupped his hands in return.

"Fellow Daoist Sen Yan."

For cultivators, there were only three levels of address: junior, Fellow Daoist, and Senior.

After becoming a Dao Foundation... this Realm would ascend, and Sen Yan had once attended the Great True Person's Immortal Platform Ceremony, and even personally witnessed Shen Li's grand display of power.

Let alone treating him normally... Sen Yan's appearance here now was itself a sign of weakness.

The two entered the mansion.

They found their way to the hall, slowly descending, one on the left and one on the right, without distinguishing between host and guest.

Then, Wang Chen slowly approached, offering a pot of tea, sighing with an inexplicable emotion, yet respectfully saying.

"Congratulations, Immortal Master Qingxuan, on forging your Dao Foundation; your Divine Ability will surely be incomparably powerful."

"Uncle Wang, there's no need to be so polite. Your previous help is deeply etched in my heart."

Wang Chen quickly waved his hand in dismay and gave a bitter smile; Shen Li's words had put him in an awkward position.

Immortal Sen Yan saw this, waved his hand, and motioned for Wang Chen to withdraw, then spoke.

"My son, Wang Teng, has benefited greatly by your side... I don't know how to thank you."

"It's my duty. Brother Wang also suits my taste, and furthermore, the three heaven and earth treasures of my Black Ridge City all came from the Wang Family. This is already a tremendous reward."

"The time limit has arrived, and Wang Teng has returned home to cultivate... It's truly fortunate that he didn't delay you, Fellow Daoist."

Shen Li shook his head and said.

"No matter. Whenever Brother Wang wants to return to Black Ridge City... he can just go back on his own."

Sen Yan was immediately somewhat surprised and said.

"Fellow Daoist... you are still willing to accept him?"

"What kind of talk is that? Wang Teng and I... are close friends."

Shen Li smiled slightly.

Immortal Sen Yan's expression softened a little, and he also showed a smile.

"That's good, that's good. If Fellow Daoist doesn't mind, then let him cultivate with you. The Yellow Sand Plains in the future will still have great potential."

Shen Li didn't ask further; regarding the aftermath of Yellow Sand Plains, his family had mentioned it, and he would know everything once he returned home.

Then he heard Immortal Sen Yan change the subject and say.

"Heavenly Innocence Perfected Person has returned."

"The matter of the Yang Domain is over?"

Shen Li frowned.

Immortal Sen Yan shook his head and said.

"No... It's just that Heavenly Innocence Perfected Person obtained the Wind Spirit Orb, and his physique has already reached its limit. There's no point in persisting, so he withdrew from the Yang Domain."

Shen Li asked again.

"In the Yang Domain, battles are so frequent that even Heavenly Innocence Perfected Person suffered heavy injuries?"

Sen Yan glanced at Shen Li, hesitated for a moment, then slowly explained.

"Actually, all the Immortal Masters are very protective of their lives and wouldn't easily engage in life-and-death struggles. It's just that we formed a grudge with the Cloud Sea Sword Sect earlier. Our Immortal Master broke the four limbs of a Yunhai Immortal Master, almost killing him."

"So he was besieged in the Yang Domain."

"How was the battle?"

"Two were killed... one escaped."

Shen Li immediately gasped.

Sen Yan said with complex eyes.

"One of them was a Dao Foundation Perfection, hoping to contend for the Purple Mansion, but he was stopped by Immortal Master Qianqiu."

Shen Li's heart sank, and he asked.

"How is our Immortal Master's situation?"

Sen Yan replied.

"Thanks to Fellow Daoist's actions in the Yin Domain, the two Immortal Masters in the Yang Domain gained a huge advantage."

"But ultimately, those are Sword Cultivators..."

A long silence.

"There's one more thing... I must offer a slight apology."

"All the previous schemes originated from my Wang Family. Here, I truly owe Fellow Daoist an apology."

"My Immortal Master is severely injured now and cannot go to Black Ridge City to apologize in person... In the future, there will still be an opportunity to make a trip."

Then Immortal Sen Yan slowly stood up.

He wanted to apologize on behalf of the Wang Family.

Previously, Shen Li, being in the Qi Refining Realm, naturally didn't catch their eye, and being a pawn didn't require Shen Li's consent.

But now it was different; as Fellow Daoists, all the previous calculations needed to be explained clearly....

Shen Li was no ordinary person; he was an Immortal Master who had forged a Supreme Dao Foundation and was destined to derive Supreme Divine Abilities.

Such an Immortal Master's future was limitless. Just breaking into the Immortal Master Realm... the profundity of his Divine Abilities.

All were far stronger than his.

They couldn't form grudges.

Sen Yan slowly raised his head, meeting those calm eyes.

Shen Li was quite straightforward, saying.

"No matter."

Then he stretched out his hand, took out the Wu Xie Law Sword from his Storage Pouch, and softly said.

"With a shallow Realm, when others are the knife and I am the fish, this is the most normal thing."

"Shen Li had long been aware of this."

Shen Li slowly extended his hand.

Sen Yan's heart slightly relaxed... preparing to reach out and take it.

But at the moment of contact between the two.

The Wu Xie Law Sword suddenly hummed, and this Law Sword, which had accompanied Shen Li through seas of blood and mountains of corpses, was suddenly shattered by the mighty and vast power of an Immortal Master.

Its sound was mournful, like the cry of a cicada in winter.

Returning to its destiny.

Lightning flashed, and dark clouds rose above the Wang Family Market, like a grand and magnificent farewell.

The thunderclouds illuminated Sen Yan's astonished middle-aged face.

Heavy rain slowly poured down from the eaves, but Shen Li's figure was no longer there.

Only lingering echoes remained.

"After I die, everything will cease."

"Now that I have become an Immortal Master, then this Law Sword, which represents endless schemes... should also return to its grave."

"Today's sword is like yesterday's me! Today's me is like yesterday's sword!"

"Fellow Daoist... no need to see me off."

Wang Chen rushed over, looking around... then his gaze fixed on the scattered fragments on the ground, as if struck by lightning.

"Immortal Master.... This."

Sen Yan sighed, and calmly said.

"It's a deterrent."

"He dares to do this?"

"He really dares to do this?"

"This child... has truly transformed into a Dragon."