Checking in for 100,000 Years Chapter 1301: I Am an Immortal

A bit like me?

Upon hearing the words of Qingwu Saintess, Ye Yun’s heart skipped a beat.

Though this black infant looked strange, it indeed gave him a faint and indescribable sense of familiarity.

Ye Yun was initially puzzled about where this feeling came from.

But after Qingwu Saintess mentioned it.

And combined with the features of the black infant, Ye Yun also found there was indeed a slight resemblance to himself.

Upon arriving at Peach Blossom Island, Ye Yun maintained the appearance of Long Yunzi, but when he first faced Qingwu Saintess, he had already used the Sky Exterminating Phantom Eye.

Therefore, Qingwu Saintess believed the person before her, Long Yunzi, was the white-clothed youth she saw in the Yin Wind Range.

In reality.

In the eyes of anyone on Peach Blossom Island, Ye Yun still appeared as Long Yunzi at this moment.

"To tell the truth, there is indeed a bit of resemblance..."

Ye Yun withdrew his gaze, nodding with a slightly awkward smile.

His eyes flashed, and he looked towards Mo Wuxie standing silently beside the statue.

She had her head bowed, eyes slightly closed, hands naturally hanging, trembling slightly, seemingly immersed in some state.

"Interesting..."

Ye Yun’s eyes flickered like flames, smiling lightly.

At this moment, Mo Wuxie seemed to be possessed by the Heavenly Book Envoy, and before long, she would open her eyes.

Ye Yun ignored her.

He again turned his gaze to the black infant statue, scrutinizing it constantly.

"Ye Chen, do you remember what you looked like as an infant?"

The voice of Qingwu Saintess sounded beside his ear.

"Period of infancy... How could I remember?"

Ye Yun shook his head with a smile.

He crossed over during his infancy, later picked up by his master, brought to the Dragon God Sect.

He had no impression at all of what he looked like when he was young.

"What I mean is... did you have a portrait from your infancy... like one left by your elders..."

Feeling panicked, Qingwu Saintess explained awkwardly.

"No."

Ye Yun sighed lightly.

This world has no full moon photos, everywhere are flying cultivators, who would specifically hire a painter to leave a portrait during the infant period?

"Hehe..."

A voice like a night owl suddenly echoed in the void.

Mo Wuxie bowed her head, body shaking, letting out cold laughs.

Qingwu Saintess jumped in fright.

She hurriedly leaned towards Ye Yun.

"Pretending to be mysterious!"

Ye Yun’s face darkened, shouting: "You Heavenly Book Envoy, what kind of ghost are you exactly?"

Mo Wuxie raised her head, her expression cold, revealing a sense of aloofness.

But when she spoke, it was in a man’s voice.

"Your realm is not high, young fellow, but your perception and swordsmanship are decent..."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Ye Yun, expressionless, drew out the Silver Dragon Sword, smiling calmly.

Then, he asked coldly: "Sir, who are you? Why were you suppressed within this Wordless Heavenly Scripture?"

"I am an immortal."

Mo Wuxie sneered.

An immortal?

Ye Yun raised an eyebrow, unexpectedly finding an immortal suppressed within the Wordless Heavenly Scripture.

It’s rather amusing.

In the previous and current eras, Great Emperor and Divine Emperor are already the pinnacle existences within the cultivation system, since his reincarnation, Ye Yun has never heard anyone mention the existence of "immortals" in the world.

Could this immortal really be from beyond?

"Perhaps, that possibility truly exists..."

Ye Yun smiled inwardly.

Noticing Ye Yun’s silence, Mo Wuxie suddenly emitted threads of divine light, an overwhelming presence like a towering mountain pressed over.

"You two, try attacking the black statue!"

Mo Wuxie said coldly.

Attack the statue?

Ye Yun blinked, momentarily confused.

Wasn’t this Heavenly Book Envoy already possessing Mo Wuxie?

Why can’t he attack this statue himself?

Why insist on having them do it?

Could it be—

There’s some hidden agenda?

Ye Yun looked at the black statue, frowning slightly.

When activating the Sky Exterminating Phantom Eye, he found this black statue completely impenetrable.

An invisible force blocked his probing.

"Qingwu, attack his left little finger."

Mo Wuxie suddenly looked at Qingwu Saintess, loudly commanding.

"Attack the little finger?"

Qingwu hesitated, not complying, also finding Mo Wuxie’s behavior strange at this moment.

Ye Yun looked at the infant’s little finger, suddenly noticing a very tiny crack at the fingertip.

He pondered thoughtfully.

It seems that this single crack allowed the entity suppressed below to leak a trace of power.

This trace of power had entered Mo Wuxie’s body.

Having understood the cause and effect, Ye Yun instead grew more intrigued about the true form of the entity suppressed deep beneath the black statue.

Could it really be an immortal?

"Qingwu, give it a try."

Ye Yun said, tossing her an encouraging glance.

"Alright!"

Qingwu waved her hand, and a sword light slashed over.

Puff!

The sword light sank into oblivion, vanishing as it touched the little finger.

The seventh level of the Deity King Realm’s attack, actually had no effect?

Ye Yun shook his head.

The black statue contained a mysterious power, rendering Qingwu Saintess’s attack entirely ineffective.

"So it seems, no one in this realm can break it..."

Mo Wuxie gazed at the black infant, her eyes vacant, muttering to herself.

At this moment, her expression was filled with an indescribable sense of defeat.

After trying so hard.

Yet still unable to break the core of the seal.

Regarding that God Venerable Realm young monk, she had lost all hope at this moment.

"Let me try."

Ye Yun smiled gently, swung the Silver Dragon Sword forward.

The Sword of Death Realm launched.

Whoosh!

A startling sword light sliced through the void, striking the black statue.

Ye Yun didn’t aim at the little finger, but angled to slice towards the statue’s shoulder.

Puff!

The sword light entered the black statue, disappearing.

Ye Yun’s expression turned somber.

A strike like that which even the God Emperor Realm couldn’t resist, yet the black statue easily withstood.

Crack... Crack...

A faint sound resonated, with the statue’s shoulder suddenly developing an extremely fine crack.

"It worked!"

Mo Wuxie’s eyes lit up, swiftly encouraging: "Quickly shatter the statue, there’s a tremendous boon waiting for you!"

"Haha!"

Ye Yun chuckled, uninterested in any so-called boon.

Furthermore.

He also wanted to know if the entity suppressed below was truly an immortal.

Ye Yun didn’t employ the Heaven-Slaying Sword.

This time, he used the Reverse Dragon Technique, boosting his combat power exponentially.

A sword struck forward.

The violent sword light targeted the same spot again.

Puff!

The sword light vanished once more.

The crack deepened significantly and grew longer, almost splitting the entire shoulder.

Ye Yun continued striking, and by the seventh sword, the black statue cracked in half and collapsed.

The spiderweb beneath also fractured at that moment.

Rumble...

Resonant tremors emerged from deep underground.

At this moment.

It felt as if the entire pristine white little world was shaking.

"Damn!"

"What’s going on with the Wordless Heavenly Scripture, shaking so violently?"

Ancestor Tian Sha, flying in the air, looked horrified at the Wordless Heavenly Scripture in his hand, throwing it away in fright.