Outside the Nanyang Sect, the bleak sky suddenly twisted. It looked deeply strange, like a sheet of smooth paper being crumpled by force.
It was resisting wildly, which only made the twisting more obvious.
The blue sky was a formless thing, yet now it seemed imprisoned here!
The whole Nanyang Sect had become a single seamless whole, glowing with a soft treasure-light like a divine mountain, its grandeur overshadowing the blue sky itself!
“It really is an immortal-method.”
In the sky beyond Nanyang, six phantoms had gathered. They watched the changes in the distance closely and couldn't help sighing in admiration.
A cultivator borrowed strength from heaven and earth. Once he died and his Dao was extinguished, whatever he had borrowed had to be given back.
But clearly, what they were watching could no longer be called borrowing. It was plain robbery.
Only a method this domineering deserved that word “immortal.”
Rare treasures like immortal-methods could each be traced to their source—to some immortal. They were all things left behind. None of them was native to Hongze.
Nanhong, for instance, had no immortal's legacy. Unless they robbed someone else's, then on their own, even with Senior Brother Qin at Heaven Realm Perfection back then, they couldn't have produced a single immortal-method.
Of course, robbing one was simple enough.
After all, some powers held an immortal's legacy but lacked the talent or understanding to cultivate it, and their foundations weren't deep enough to support a cultivator in mastering it. Most kept the secret locked in their hearts and guarded it strictly from generation to generation—until the power itself declined and vanished, and the immortal's legacy was still just an immortal's legacy.
The Sect Masters had no idea where Shen Yi's immortal-method had come from. Still less could they understand where he had found so many heaven-and-earth treasures to master it… and so quickly, too.
They had watched with their own eyes how this blue sky was changing.
Sect Master Shen was getting stronger every single moment!
“Junior Sister Ji, he's about to pass you.”
Qi Yansheng felt the changes in heaven…