80: Qiangyun, your disciple greets the old immortal master!
Li Yan confirmed that there were no other presences around, so he stepped forward to examine the stone coffin.
Just by approaching the stone coffin, Li Yan felt a familiar aura.
He could confirm that the body lying inside the stone coffin was OHazy moon’s.
But how to open this stone coffin was a problem.
These old thieves of the Blood Core Realm couldn't open it after a long time, and even if Li Yan was more capable than them, it would probably take him a lot of time.
“This stone coffin is sealed so tightly, how can I…”
Just as he stood before the stone coffin, thinking of how to open it quickly, the stone coffin seemed to sense Li Yan’s presence, and its lid slowly began to open!
Accompanied by a dull grinding sound of stone, the heavy stone coffin actually opened on its own.
Seeing this, Li Yan was somewhat surprised.
Could it be that Fairy Fuling had set up some Immortal spell on the stone coffin, so that it would automatically open when it sensed him, Li Yan?
And from the Magic Eye at his waist, Ember Immortal’s inner voice also came.
“Strange, why would OHazy moon’s coffin open for this little brat?”
“What is his relationship with OHazy moon?”
Evidently, the opening of the stone coffin was not without reason; OHazy moon had arranged it so that it would only open when Li Yan arrived.
Suppressing his inner surprise, Li Yan quickly walked to the stone coffin and looked inside.
Inside the coffin lay a woman dressed in plain white feathered robes, as if she were merely sleeping.
Her dark hair cascaded like a waterfall, falling beside her body. Her skin was whiter than snow, her lips were like dabs of vermilion, and a faint, almost imperceptible hint of melancholy lingered around her mouth.
Her face was ageless, her Immortal body uncorrupted, showing no trace of the passage of time.
For tens of thousands of years, she had lain quietly in the coffin, her Physical Body perfectly preserved.
She appeared to have no external injuries and slept peacefully, but in reality, her Dantian was shattered, and her Three Ethereal Souls and Seven Corporeal Spirits were almost entirely gone.
But compared to last time, when she had turned into a white-haired blood zombie, this time, upon their reunion, she at least still retained her complete appearance.
As Li Yan approached, the corpse’s right hand slowly lifted and extended out of the stone coffin, as if she wanted to grasp something.
Li Yan pondered for a moment, then took OHazy moon’s small hand.
In an instant, he felt a dizzying sensation!
The host has been pulled into Onyx Moon Fairy’s dream. The side effect has been reversed to a positive effect, and is now entering the Divine Tomb Battle from over thirty thousand years ago.
Side effect reversal activated. The host has enabled an Undying and Imperishable Body.
The host has entered Onyx Moon Fairy’s dream for the second time. The side effect has been enhanced, with a 1% chance of triggering [Strong Luck].
Strong Luck??
Li Yan saw it for the first time and didn't understand what it meant.
But it sounded like something beneficial to him, strong luck… could it be that it would make him incredibly lucky?
As he pondered, the distorted scenery before his eyes gradually became clear.
Exclamations rang out around him.
“Immortal!”
Li Yan’s thoughts were pulled back by this address of “Senior.”
His vision gradually cleared, and he found himself at the Divine Tomb Battle from thirty thousand years ago.
Looking around, everyone around him was a stranger; there was no one he recognized.
Strange, Onyx Moon Fairy and Ember Immortal are not here?
Li Yan, meanwhile, was surrounded by a group of Cultivators, as if he were the center of attention.
“Immortal! I am Xiao Wu, Sect Master of Wu Jian Sect. I previously met Senior at Demon Shadow Sect.”
“Immortal, as soon as you acted, you defeated that Shadow Old Demon. You are truly a role model for our generation.”
Xiao Wu of Wu Jian Sect?
Li Yan remembered something; he had seen his tombstone.
Looking at this spirited middle-aged Cultivator before him, he felt an indescribable emotion.
In the real world, the withered bones in that God's Tomb were ignored, after all, they were strangers, without much impact.
But upon arriving thirty thousand years ago and seeing the Cultivators whose names were carved on the tombstones, and then thinking of the God's Tomb, like a mass grave, where their bones were buried, with most people not even leaving their names, Li Yan couldn't help but feel a sense of melancholy.
On the other side, another Fairy carrying a guqin proactively stepped forward to show goodwill.
“This humble girl, Fuqin, greets the Immortal. This is my Dao Companion, Immortal Master Jianxin.”
He saw the people on the tombstone again: Fairy Fuling and her Dao Companion, a blindfolded Sword Cultivator.
They cupped their hands and bowed to Li Yan, who nodded slightly in return.
And all these Immortals of the Body Integration Stage and Great Ascension Stage around him recognized him.
It seemed that the previous dream sequence connected with the later one, and he had changed a part of history, causing these ancient Immortals to recognize him.
This time, Li Yan’s appearance was known to almost everyone.
Even if there were curious individuals who hadn’t seen Li Yan and asked a few questions, those around them would solemnly warn them: “Be respectful to the Immortal! This is an Immortal from below White Jade Capital, who has come to help us eradicate the Demonic Path and ancient gods.”
A busybody, disbelieving, pointed at Li Yan and said, “He’s just a Loose Cultivator at the first level of Golden Core Stage, how could he be from White Jade Capital?”
At this moment, Li Yan didn’t even need to act.
A white-bearded old Immortal was seen scolding loudly, “Do not be rude to the Immortal!”
“Dragon Tiger Immortal? Even Senior is so respectful to that young man. Is he truly an Immortal descended from White Jade Capital?”
Clearly, the Battle of Demon Shadow Sect had made Li Yan famous. The Cultivators who witnessed the battle at the time all remembered him.
As a result, Li Yan could now move among them unimpeded, with no one tactlessly disturbing him.
It must be said, this was excellent.
It avoided a lot of trouble, and the surrounding Cultivators were all eager to curry favor with him, regardless of gender.
“Immortal, when this old man ascends to White Jade Capital in the future, may I become your disciple?”
The white-bearded old Immortal, Dragon Tiger Immortal, was as respectful as a young Daoist acolyte in front of Li Yan.
The Sect Master of Wu Jian Sect, Fairy Fuling, and others all bowed their bodies in salute to Li Yan.
They had all heard Li Yan’s story: in the Battle of Demon Shadow Sect, Li Yan had guided Moonlit Sword Immortal and Ember Immortal.
Moonlit Sword Immortal had an Epiphany, her cultivation underwent a Breakthrough, and her strength greatly improved.
And after Li Yan’s guidance, Zenmatsu now understood an even deeper level of the Shura Path, performing the Ashes Extinction Slash with masterful proficiency.
Countless Cultivators longed to receive Li Yan’s guidance.
The Immortal’s words were golden; even slight guidance would be infinitely beneficial to them.
Looking at the extremely respectful attitude of the crowd, Li Yan appeared calm on the surface, but inwardly, he was laughing.
This group of people, who had lived for thousands or tens of thousands of years, regarded him, a young Cultivator at the Golden Core Stage, as an Immortal descended from White Jade Capital.
Even if Li Yan wanted to tell them the truth, they probably wouldn’t believe him.
This situation was also beneficial to him.
So he continued to feign an air of Immortal grace, maintaining the aloofness of an Immortal.
“Do not block the way, disperse.”
As soon as Li Yan spoke, the white-bearded old Immortal immediately flared up: “What are you still standing around for? Quickly make way for the Immortal!”
“A bunch of thoughtless fools! You’re disturbing the Immortal.”
As the crowd parted, Li Yan saw two familiar figures appear ahead.
Moonlit Sword Immortal and Ember Immortal.
Two figures, one white and one purple, instantly appeared before Li Yan.
Both lifted their skirts and knelt down.
“Disciple greets Revered Master!”