Nine Secret Techniques

The Black Emperor cautiously poked his dog head out from the doorway, observing the courtyard.

"Come over. It's all over now."

Qin Sheng beckoned to the Black Emperor. The Dead Dog asked suspiciously:

"Really? You're that generous?"

"I'll count to three."

With a whoosh, the Black Emperor came over.

Qin Sheng asked, "You told Yezi that you had a way to enter the Immortal Palace?"

The Immortal Palace was an existing structure within this Saint's Minor World. It could slow the loss of one's lifespan and had been built by that Saint-Level Sacred Physique before his death.

Pang Bo was currently inside the Immortal Palace.

"Of course. Who do you think I am?" The Black Emperor looked immensely proud.

"They're just some Dao Pattern restrictions. To this Emperor, they're as fragile as paper. One poke and they'll break!"

"Then it's simple. Take us in to find Pang Bo now."

"Well... I need some materials."

Qin Sheng gave the Black Emperor a disdainful look. He had bragged to the heavens about poking through them with one finger.

Skinny dog.

Afterward, Ye Fan and the Black Emperor went to Demon City to purchase a great many materials. On a dark and windy night, they made their move.

"The Azure Flood Dragon King and the others may be watching my movements. It wouldn't be suitable for me to act personally, so I'll have him go in my place."

The Heart Divine Spirit stepped out of Qin Sheng's body and departed with Ye Fan and the others. With this divine spirit's strength, one finger would be enough to crush the Nineteenth-Generation Descendant of Emperor Qing.

As for Qin Sheng's true body, he went to find Yan Ruyu, openly drawing the Demon Race's attention.

Compared to him, the Eastern Immortal, few would pay attention to