"Unkillable! I don’t know if the real ’Death Sentence’ can kill an Immortal King, the real one... to kill!" Yang Ji had previously seen the upper limits of the Curse of Hastened Death’s power, but he was unsure of the Death Sentence’s power.
After all, it is the Origin Treasure of Destiny, and its power, compared to the derived Curse of Hastened Death, could perhaps exceed it by a hundred times, a thousand times?
It was something he did not know.
Collecting his thoughts, he sighed in relief. Cang Huang had come fiercely, but he had not expected to be eliminated like this.
Below him, the two elderly men transformed from incomplete Immortal King Artifacts were greatly shocked, looking at Yang Ji with wariness and amazement.
Yang Ji gave them a nonchalant glance, just wanting to leave this place of trouble as soon as possible.
He then immediately left Immortal Meteor Valley with Cheng Pin and the two others.
Outside the valley, Yang Ji took out two Quasi-Immortal King Weapon fragments and said, "I’m keeping the ’Sword’ fragment. As we agreed earlier, on the division of spoils at twenty to eighty, here are two Quasi-Immortal King Weapon fragments for you."
"Fellow cultivator, you are too courteous. We have already obtained many fragments of Great Luo Immortal Sage’s Magical Treasures and are quite content. Please take back these two Quasi-Immortal King Weapon fragments," said Liu Hua.
"Fellow cultivator, you have slain Cang Huang this time. Now with their Cangsheng Sect headless, we are taking the opportunity to step in. You have indeed done us a great favor, and the value of that far surpasses these two Quasi-Immortal King Weapon fragments," Fang Ye said with a smile.
"Fine!" Yang Ji replied without hesitation, taking back the fragments.
"What do you plan to do next, fellow cultivator?" Cheng Pin asked, looking at Yang Ji.
"Travel around, probably leaving this Immortal Domain," Yang Ji replied.
"As one amongst the most extraordinary, your path surely differs from ours. If you ever pass through our Zetian Immortal Domain, please visit our Xianluan Sect. We will treat you with the utmost hospitality," Cheng Pin said as he cupped his hands in a salute.
"Good, then let us meet again if fate allows!" Yang Ji returned the salute with a smile. The Wings of Time-Space behind him vibrated, and he vanished into the air in a blink of an eye.
"Boss, where are we going now?" The Buddha Child asked.
"The places outside the Celestial Court have sparse Immortal Qi and are fraught with danger, which is very unfavorable for cultivation. I plan to return to the jurisdiction of the Celestial Court. Adjacent to Gengzhou is Qian Zhou, the state closest to us besides Gengzhou. I’m planning to go there, dispose of the Quasi-Immortal King Weapon fragments I have on hand, and exchange them for some cultivation resources first." At this moment, Yang Ji, in his guise as Luo Xiong and shielded by the Path of Destiny from all information, thought that going to Qian Zhou would keep him undetected.
Without delay, he flew towards Qian Zhou.
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Qian Zhou.
One of the Ten Thousand Great States of the Heavenly Court.
Like Gengzhou, it is majestic and boundless, with the combined Three Thousand Great Realms being incomparable to just a small corner of Qian Zhou; an ordinary cultivator could fly for a lifetime and not see the end.
Being a Great Luo Immortal Sage, Yang Ji activated the Quasi-Immortal King Wings of Time-Space and, after several months, arrived here.
Yang Ji concealed his magical power and, blending into the crowd, discreetly entered the city.
The city was bustling with cultivators coming and going.
In the Lower Realm, where True Immortals are rarely seen by ordinary cultivators, Yang Ji spotted dozens of them with just a glance, and among them was even a Quasi-Imperial Monarch accompanying an Immortal Fairy shopping.
The Heavenly Court truly lives up to its name, gathering nearly more than sixty percent of the experts from the Immortal Realm; even Quasi-Imperial Monarchs can be seen in the city.
Yang Ji’s gaze wandered discreetly.
Looking at the shops along the street, he passed dozens without feeling they were impressive enough to offer his Quasi-Immortal King Weapon fragments.
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As he walked, a conversation he overheard caught his attention.
"I’ve heard that an Innate Supreme Treasure will appear at this auction held by the Qianyuan Commerce Association—is it true?"
"It’s true, a friend from my trade association said that this auction has attracted dozens of Immortal Kings and no small number of Quasi-Imperial Monarchs."
"Innate Supreme Treasure, huh. I’d be satisfied just to see such a level of Magical Treasure, but alas, I don’t even have the qualifications to attend the auction."
"Qianyuan Commerce Association? Innate Supreme Treasure?" Yang Ji’s eyes lit up, and with a side smile, he asked, "Fellow cultivators, where can I find this Qianyuan Commerce Association?"
The two people looked at Yang Ji and, noticing the faint aura of a Great Luo Immortal Sage emanating from him, they replied courteously, "The Qianyuan Commerce Association is at the end of this street, just go straight ahead."
"Thank you, fellow cultivators!" Yang Ji thanked them with a bow and smile, then continued walking forward.
Before long, he arrived in front of the Qianyuan Tower.
At a glance, he saw that several cultivators welcoming guests were dressed uniformly, abundantly filled with Spiritual Energy, and possessed deep wisdom, all clearly Great Luo Immortal Sages.
The fact that they were Great Luo Immortal Sages merely acting as greeters was an indication of the Qianyuan Tower’s extraordinary nature, Yang Ji thought to himself in surprise.
"Excuse me, this fellow cultivator, our Qianyuan Tower only caters to Great Luo Immortal Sages and above," a female cultivator stopped Yang Ji, who had his aura subdued, with a sweet smile.
"Then I just meet the requirements!" Yang Ji said with a slight smile, revealing the aura of a Great Luo Immortal Sage.
The female cultivator sensed it, and then stepped aside without much change in expression, gesturing with her hand, "Cultivator, please come in. Someone will attend to you inside."
Yang Ji nodded and stepped inside.
Upon entering, the world transformed, space solidified, and streams of Immortal Qi led directly to an elegant private room.
Yang Ji, now widely traveled and knowledgeable, was no longer surprised.
He poured himself some tea and began to drink.
After a short while, the room’s space fluctuated, and a small teleportation gateway opened. A woman in a white dress with a charming smile casually stepped through.
"Fellow cultivator, sorry to keep you waiting!"
"My name is Ah Ran. May I ask what you need? Our Qianyuan Tower will do our best to accommodate," she said.