My Optimized Immortal Life

Seeing Chiyu return to the flying boat, Chen Qing did not stay here any longer and also returned to the Chuanyun Boat. He and Chiyu were good friends, so if he could help now, he would. It was not a big deal.

After he turned back to the flying boat, he continued to scan the surroundings. From the beginning of the beast tide to now, he had killed thousands of monsters, but he did not see the figure of the old turtle in the beast tide, and he did not even see the fourth-level camel mountain turtle. Obviously, given the old turtle's temperament, he probably did not participate in this beast tide at all, and ran away with the camel mountain turtle.

This is good, otherwise Chen Qing would have to collect the old turtle's body.

Chen Qing was thinking, and at the same time, he was also paying attention to the disciples of his sect who were killing monsters below, including Di Jian and Chen Changsheng.

Among the two, Di Jian had less frequent attacks because he was at the Jindan stage. As for Chen Changsheng, there were numerous monsters here, and it was inconvenient for him to refine the monster souls with his skills. So he did not refine them openly, but collected all the monster souls of the dead monsters, as if he wanted to keep them for refining later.

Chen Qing, however, agreed with this.

Chen Changsheng took over another body to cultivate again. There was a magic weapon from his previous life in his sea of ​​consciousness, which was enough to absorb these demon souls at the foundation-building level. If he used it to cultivate in the future, it would surely allow him to make rapid progress in his cultivation and build an excellent foundation.

Chen Qing's two disciples were both extraordinary in their cultivation. Ordinary monsters of the same level could hardly pose a threat to them. Chen Qing just glanced at the two of them for a few seconds, then retracted his gaze and turned his attention to the other True Lords.

Up to now, with the help of the sword light of the Taoist Master of the Divine Sword, most of the True Lords have firmly gained the upper hand. The fierce magic they use from time to time also injures the opposing demon kings. As the injuries accumulate, several demon kings have fallen at the hands of the True Lords.

When these True Lords got some free time, they immediately went to support the True Lords with lower cultivation levels and killed the demon kings that were against them. In this way, the human race had already gained all the advantages, and even if the tide of beasts below was endless, it would be of no use at all.

Suddenly, Chen Qing discovered that the demon kings who were fighting with the True Lords suddenly stopped fighting, turned around and moved away in a flash, and no longer entangled with the True Lords on Chen Qing's side.

Seeing this, the True Lords of various sects wanted to chase after them, but just as they moved, they sensed an extremely terrifying aura emanating from the depths of the misty swamp, which made them stop immediately.

"The aura of a demon god. It seems that the demon god is about to show up."

Chen Qing also felt this aura. Compared with the Shangyuan Daojun who participated in the Central Region Competition and the Shenjian Daojun who was standing on the flying boat now, this aura seemed more violent, and there was an aura unique to monsters emerging from it. Chen Qing silently memorized this aura so that he could distinguish it later.

Deep in the Misty Swamp, in the hazy and deep gray fog, a huge shadow slowly emerged from it, hundreds of feet in size. The aura of the demon god emanated from its periphery, and the surging demon beasts below stopped their movements and swam back to the rear.

Chen Qing and other True Lords had already returned to their own flying boats and stood at the bow, silently waiting for the demon god to appear. The aura of this demon god was indeed terrifying, but they also had the Divine Sword Taoist Lord, a cultivator who had reached the level of a god, on their side. If a fight really broke out, they would not suffer any losses.

Among the dozen or so flying boats, a huge one slowly flew out. It was the flying boat of Linxian Pavilion. The Taoist Master of the Divine Sword was standing at the bow of the boat, his eyes slightly narrowed, staring closely at the huge shadow in the depths of the fog.

The huge shadow in the depths of the fog gradually became clearer. It looked like a wolf demon with a ferocious figure. But when it emerged from the shadow, it turned out to be a thin man in a plain robe. He had narrow eyebrows and sharp eyes. As soon as he came out of the gray fog, his gaze fixed on the Taoist Master of the Divine Sword.

After looking at each other for a moment, everyone heard the thin man slowly speak with cold words.

"Your cultivation time is still short, but your sword energy is extremely restrained. You are indeed the only cultivator in Linxian Pavilion to be promoted to the Divine Transformation level in recent years."

Upon hearing this, the Divine Sword Daoist Lord frowned slightly, and then spoke.

"Your Excellency has profound cultivation, but I cannot discern your true background. Could you please tell me your name?"

"It's impossible."

The thin man nodded, then continued.

"This is Lei Yang."

Lei Yang?

When this name came out, Chen Qing's eyes showed surprise. Although the Demon God Temple was in the Eastern Demon Realm, it had invaded the Southern Wilderness thousands of years ago. At that time, the name Lei Yang had already been recorded in the classics of the major sects.

Chen Qing also knew from this that thousands of years ago, Lei Yang had already entered the realm of Demon God. Now, thousands of years have passed. Even though the cultivation of monsters is much slower than that of cultivators, thousands of years are enough for Lei Yang to improve his cultivation to the middle stage of Demon God.

In other words, the thin man standing in front of them is actually a fifth-order mid-stage demon god, and his cultivation is far superior to that of the Divine Sword Master who is only in the early stage of the transformation of the spirit.

If these two were to fight, no matter how brilliant the Taoist Master of Divine Sword was, he would inevitably be at a disadvantage. The gap in the levels between the two was too great to be crossed by sheer talent.

If a fight breaks out soon, we must first let the three flying boats, including Chuanyunzhou, fly to the edge of the battlefield and be ready to run away at any time.

Chen Qing thought to himself, and then immediately sent a message to the Jindan elders who were driving the three flying boats, asking them to get ready.

On the flying boat of Linxian Pavilion, Taoist Master Shenjian sighed when he heard this.

"So it's the Demon God Lei Yang who's here. Ever since the Demon God Temple unified the Eastern Demon Territory, I've rarely heard of them. I wonder what the Demon God Lei Yang is up to in the Misty Lake?"

Upon hearing this, Lei Yang sneered.

"The Misty Marsh is the habitat of our demon race. The spiritual veins here have been refined by countless demons and have become demon veins. They are most suitable for our demon race to practice. Our Demon God Temple will naturally be stationed here to protect the demon race."

"Fellow Daoist, you are now bringing so many human cultivators deep into our territory. Are you planning to start a war with our Demon God Temple?"

Upon hearing this, the Taoist Master of Divine Sword could not help but frown.

"Demon God, your words are somewhat wrong. This Southern Wasteland has always belonged to us human cultivators. Now that we have entered the Misty Marsh, we have heard that there is a spatial rift here. You must also know that if the spatial rift is allowed to exist and not filled, it will cause all surrounding things to be annihilated. If that happens, I am afraid that the demon vein you mentioned will not be spared."

"I won't bother you with that, my friend. As a demon god, my cultivation isn't very profound, but it's more than enough to deal with this spatial rift. So I won't bother you with that."

Lei Yang looked towards the Taoist Divine Sword Master, and lightning began to emanate from his right hand. The aura of a fifth-order demon god came pressing down on him, but was then dissolved by the Taoist Divine Sword Master's aura.

Everyone saw that there seemed to be an invisible energy colliding between the two, the magic sword and the thunder faced each other, and the energy between life and death began to emerge in front of everyone, making everyone's faces solemn.

"The Demon God Palace is so overbearing, it seems that they have forgotten how they were defeated by my senior from Linxian Pavilion before."

Seeing that Lei Yang did not retreat at all, the Sword Master's eyes shone with sword energy, and he rushed straight towards the latter.

Upon seeing this, Lei Yang shot out a flash of lightning from his right hand, which came into contact with the energy, creating a void in mid-air, and then disappeared into nothingness.

"It seems that fellow Daoist wants to have a fight. Well, then let me see if Linxian Pavilion has made any progress in the past thousands of years."

His figure flashed and he disappeared into the gray fog in the sky. Seeing this, the Taoist Master of the Divine Sword also disappeared from the flying boat.

Afterwards, everyone saw an extremely sharp sword light suddenly rising from the sky, breaking through the hazy gray fog and allowing a glimpse of light to appear in this foggy swamp that had not seen the sun for many years.