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Chapter 130: A Multitude of Enemies?
Chapter 130: A Multitude of Enemies?
Deep within the White Emperor Palace.
The doll-faced woman heaved a sigh of relief as she looked at Yun He, speaking slowly, "Master Yun, your injuries have finally healed significantly."
Yun He's eyes shone with gratitude, "Thank you, Junior Sister."
Years ago, he ventured out of the White Emperor Palace and headed towards No Return City, only to encounter the Demon Crocodile Ancestor. A fierce battle ensued between the two.
Yun He sustained severe injuries.
In Great Sorrow City, he also sensed that the Great Supreme was plotting against him.
At that time, there were at least three Great Supremes lying in wait within Great Sorrow City.
Severely wounded, Yun He employed a secret technique passed down by his master, the White Emperor, to escape from Great Sorrow City and return to the White Emperor Palace.
Upon his return, he fell into a coma, and Second Junior Sister had been treating him in seclusion deep within the White Emperor Palace all these years.
Only then did his injuries begin to improve.
"Hmph, to dare plot against Master Yun using No Return City as a base, what audacity that city lord has!" The doll-faced woman spoke with anger.
For so many years, she had been healing Master Yun's injuries and had never left the secret chamber.
She was genuinely furious about the plot against the White Emperor Palace's Master Yun.
Twenty years later, Master Yun was supposed to enter the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons to aid the White Emperor in opposing the Supreme Being.
Yun He also felt a sense of lingering fear.
The other party had used the Destiny Slate as bait and almost killed him.
However, now was not the time to dwell on these matters. Yun He's eyes carried a worried expression, "More than ten years have passed. I wonder how many cities in the South are still standing amidst the North-South Battle?"
This had always been a concern of Yun He's.
Within the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons, there was a battlefield, and another battlefield existed in the North-South Battle.
Both battlefields were of utmost importance.
"Master Yun, don't worry. Senior White Crane is outside, and he will surely protect the South," the doll-faced woman reassured him.
White Crane was the White Emperor's spiritual pet, and his strength had reached the Great Supreme realm.
"Hmm," Yun He nodded, "I wonder how Master is faring within the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons."
The crisis in the South was like a minor issue compared to the crisis within the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons.
However, at that moment, a loud voice suddenly reverberated through the air, reaching the secret chamber.
"The Governor and Blood Lord of No Return City have come to visit the White Emperor Palace!"
The voice echoed through every corner of the White Emperor Palace.
The two Supremes guarding the White Emperor Palace's gates trembled upon hearing the voice, "The Blood Lord?"
Who hadn't heard of the Blood Lord's formidable reputation?
He was a Supreme killer!
Rumors spread that three Great Supremes had joined forces with seventeen hundred Supremes to besiege the Blood Lord.
The Blood Lord remained unmoved, and with a hundred-piece band playing trumpets, he faced them alone!
Using his Primordial Divine Ability, the seventeen hundred Supremes' Heart Demons shattered, and they perished on the spot.
That was seventeen hundred Supremes, and they were all from the South... Could this mean there were no more Supremes in the entire South?
It was as if the entire South had been slaughtered by this one person.
The entire White Emperor Palace was filled with unease, wondering why this terrifying Blood Lord had come.
Just then, a calm and relaxed voice sounded, carrying a hint of displeasure, "Governor of No Return City, what brings you to the White Emperor Palace? After plotting against my Master Yun, you dare to show your face here?"
The doll-faced woman emerged from the secret chamber and flew into the air.
When Master Yun was plotted against, she had been treating his injuries for years, and she felt a surge of anger!
Yun He watched as his junior sister stood up for him in the air, feeling both helpless and grateful.
However, at that moment, a white crane with flapping wings flew over and extended a pale hand to cover the doll-faced woman's mouth.
"Oh dear, Little Lotus, how dare you speak to the Blood Lord!" White Crane transformed into a petite girl, lecturing Little Lotus with an air of seniority, "The Blood Lord is my godfather!"
The doll-faced woman was stunned.
Yun He was completely dumbfounded!
White Crane was indeed the White Emperor's spiritual pet, but it was only after being subdued by the White Emperor that it agreed to follow him.
This White Crane was inherently arrogant, always looking down on others.
How did she end up with a godfather?
And it was that Blood Lord, whose name was not widely known.
"Hmph, the Blood Lord is the first Supreme of the Windflow Realm. He has already unified eighty thousand cities, and the Blood Palace's forces have pushed all the way to the endless Blood Sea.
The entire North is under the rule of the Blood Palace!" White Crane, now a haughty girl, boasted, "Even the White Emperor shows utmost respect to the Blood Lord. Hurry, follow me to greet the Blood Lord!"
Yun He and the doll-faced girl were left bewildered.
What had they just heard? The North had been conquered by the Blood Palace?
"Is this true?" The doll-faced woman quickly asked through sound transmission.
"Of course, it's true. Do you think I'd lie to you? All Supremes in the South and North now serve the Blood Lord!"
As they spoke, the three of them arrived outside the White Emperor Palace and saw the legendary Blood Lord.
The dozen or so Supremes within the White Emperor Palace secretly observed the Blood Lord, their eyes filled with both fear and admiration.
After all, the White Emperor had failed to accomplish what this recently risen Blood Lord had achieved.
"Godfather, you're here!" White Crane, now a girl, smiled broadly, "This fellow just dared to speak ill of you, but I've already taught him a lesson. Godfather is magnanimous and won't bother with such trivial matters!"
As she spoke, she referred to the thousand-year-old doll-faced woman as a child, which didn't seem out of place.
Yun He turned to Qi Yuan, who was still dazed.
Seeing the young-looking Blood Lord being addressed as 'godfather,' he realized that White Crane hadn't lied to them.
Qi Yuan glared at White Crane, "I'm not your godfather, and I don't have a daughter as old as you."
He felt that Bai Ze's disciples were shameless.
It wasn't just one; there was another who wanted to acknowledge him as godfather.
After speaking, Qi Yuan looked at Yun He, his eyes calm, "Where is the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons? I want to know everything about it!"
He had come to the White Emperor Palace to learn about the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons.
Yun He hesitated, then heard White Crane say impatiently, "Stop being so fussy. Quickly tell Godfather about the situation inside the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons. Perhaps Godfather will be in a good mood and enter the Gate to help your foolish... master once."
Hearing this, Yun He slowly replied, "The Gate of Ten Thousand Demons is located at the ends of the earth."
"It's not at the ends of the earth," Qi Yuan said. He had been there once.
"Twenty years later, the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons will open again. Only then can you see it," Yun He explained.
Qi Yuan's expression turned slightly solemn upon hearing this, "Is there no other way?"
Twenty years was a long time.
"No," Yun He shook his head.
"Quickly tell Godfather about the situation inside the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons!" White Crane urged.
Yun He sighed helplessly and quickly spoke, "Within the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons, there exists a spatial rift that leads to the Demon Realm."
"The Supreme Being controls the passage to the Demon Realm and collaborates with the powerful beings there, coveting our Windflow Realm." Yun He's expression turned somber as he spoke.
The Doll-faced Lady's face also filled with anger at the mention of this.
"To resist the invasion from the Demon Realm, the Master's true form, along with a hundred Great Supremes, has been guarding the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons!" Yun He's tone grew somber.
Over the years, the battles at the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons have been no less intense than the North-South Decisive Battle.
In the North-South Decisive Battle, it was the lower-tier combatants who perished, but at the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons, it's the high-tier powers who fall.
"How strong is the Demon Realm, and what about the Supreme Being?" Qi Yuan asked.
Now, in his little notebook, there was one more person added—the Supreme Being Shang Yanran.
"The Demon Realm has quite a few enemies..." Yun He's face turned sour as he spoke.
The Doll-faced Lady also looked dejected.
With the Supreme Being and the Demon Realm joining forces, whether it's high-tier or mid-tier powers, they are stronger than the White Emperor Palace.
"Is it a lot?" Qi Yuan was somewhat apprehensive. "How many are there?"
Yun He's face grew heavy as he replied, "There are over a hundred Great Supremes... all from the North."
"Compared to the South, it's not that many more," Qi Yuan said, but his heart was still filled with doubts.
The number of powerful beings in this world is truly... imbalanced.
This ratio presents a definite problem.
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It's as if the Heavenly Dao of this world is desperately nurturing powerful beings.
"But the Demon Realm has supported the Supreme Being... with nearly ten thousand Supreme-level powers," Yun He said gravely.
"How many?" Qi Yuan's eyebrows rose.
Upon hearing this, Yun He immediately understood that the Blood Lord had been intimidated by the sheer numbers.
After all, this was the first time he had heard of such a large number of Supremes, and it made him feel that the Windflow Realm was in grave danger.
Not to mention, the North and South have been in constant conflict, never reaching a peaceful resolution.
"Nearly ten thousand, maybe even more," Yun He repeated.
"I understand." Qi Yuan's heart calmed upon hearing this.
Is that all?
Is that all?
He hasn't even started his Great Preaching yet!
But then, remembering something, he couldn't help but ask, "With such a huge gap between the North and South, how have they managed to hold them off for so long?"
"Because the Master, that old man... obtained a Heaven-Granted Treasure, the Heartless Lotus."
During the Demon Realm's invasion, the Master led the resistance and received a treasure bestowed by the heavens, barely managing to hold on.
Qi Yuan's eyes lit up upon hearing this, "The Heavenly Dao can even bestow treasures?"
"This matter... I'm not sure." Yun He hesitated, as this involved the Heavenly Dao, which was beyond what a single Great Supreme could fathom.
"Great!" Qi Yuan was delighted. With his hands on his hips, he looked at the sky, "I've worked so hard, establishing the Demonic Beast factory, personally taking action to work for you, cleaning up these Demonic Beasts like trash.
You won't even pay me a single cent?"
Yun He and the Doll-faced Lady exchanged glances, a bit confused by the Blood Lord's words.
Qi Yuan glared at the sky, growing angrier, "If it wasn't for you constantly sending your wife to seduce me, I wouldn't have come to work for you!
So now, I'm here working, and you're going to exploit me?"
Inside the White Emperor Palace, it was deathly quiet, except for the Blood Lord's cursing.
The Supremes looked at Qi Yuan, wanting to laugh but daring not to.
They had gained another insight into the Blood Lord's madness.
"You were so enthusiastic before, but now you ignore me.
Do you think you're the Ox Demon King, and I'm the Princess Iron Fan?"
"My request is not much. Give me a Golden Core, or else, I'll refine you into my Golden Core!"
"By the way, my Golden Core must be... huge. At least... it can't be smaller than yours, and even if it's smaller, it can't be too small!"
Qi Yuan made an outrageous demand.
After all, he had worked diligently in the Windflow Realm for so many years without any pay. It was time for some compensation.
He had already decided; he wanted a massive Golden Core.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to obtain the Bright Palace.
"Don't pretend. You gave the White Zephyr treasure, why won't you give me what I asked for?" Qi Yuan looked at the sky and spoke harshly, "Don't push me... or I'll swallow you!"
At this moment, the entire world seemed to tremble.
It was as if the heavens themselves were shaken by Qi Yuan's words.
Yun He and the White Crane Lady were both stunned.
Because just then, they too seemed to sense the tremor in the heavens.
A hallucination?
They exchanged glances, both harboring peculiar thoughts in their hearts.
Could it be that the Blood Lord was actually conversing with the heavens?
As the trembling subsided, Qi Yuan smiled, "That's a good boy."
This time, he was filled with confidence.
He could almost feel the path to the Golden Core right before him.
"Swallowing a Golden Core, I'll know my fate is not in the hands of heaven!"
Qi Yuan had already envisioned the scene of swallowing the Golden Core and achieving the Primordial Core True Man.
At that time, everyone in the Divine Light Sect, including the five peak masters, would bow to him.
He could finally graduate from village-level cultivation and officially join the county-level high school.
This time, he would skip the town-level!
This is the power of the Great Forgetting Heart Sutra.
However, a sudden thought crossed his mind, and his face turned pale.
"What if the Golden Core is too big for me to swallow?"
"Is lubricant useful?"
An hour later.
Inside the White Emperor Palace, a trembling sound tore through the sky!
Yun He's eyes widened, "What did you say? There are thirty thousand Supremes in the Blood Palace?"
...
At the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons.
He Wu's eyes held a complex expression, "Big Dog, what do you think? Is the Master really the Great Demon?"
Ling Ya Yi's face turned grim, "I'm Ling Ya Yi now, not Nan Gong Dog!"
The former Northern Demon Thirteen Fiends all knew of their past.
"But Big Dog is a smoother name."
Ling Ya Yi glared at He Wu, and his face also became solemn, "The scenes in the illusion... they are indeed the Great Demon's past."
He Wu's heart fell silent upon hearing this.
In the illusion, the Blood Red Robe slaughtered countless lives.
In reality, this had actually happened.
However, the master of that time was the Great Demon.
And while Ning Tou and the Blood Lord died together, it was a lie.
The Demoness... had always accompanied the Great Demon, slaughtering alongside him.
It could be said that the current miserable state of the Windflow Realm was inseparable from the Great Demon and the Demoness.
"He, the Blooddrop, is not the Great Demon!" Ning Tou's determined voice echoed, her black skirt and the Demon Mark on her left cheek remained.
He Wu's gaze wavered upon hearing this, but then he became resolute, "Even if the Master isn't, then what? Our enemy is still Shang Yanran and the Demon Realm!"
"Hmph, that nine-tailed fox, Shang Yanran, is the real Great Demon!" Ling Ya Yi added with dissatisfaction.
(End of Chapter)
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