Chapter 520: Are You My Master?

Chapter 520: Are You My Master?

At the top of the massive dead tree, a cluster of green foliage bloomed, exuding the last bit of vitality.

Due to the tree's enormous size, the naturally formed tree hollow was much larger than ordinary demon mansions.

Far from the vast ocean, the tree hollow was relatively dry.

Feathers with a bluish glow lay scattered on the ground, their owner's massive body emitting heavy breaths, its ferocious expression leaning against the tree wall. Upon closer inspection, it was a Qingfeng! At this moment, the Qingfeng displayed such a demeanor because its entire body was wrapped in thick Earth Nether Python!

Most of these pythons were the little lord's beloved concubines, and some were their elders. They were now coiling their slippery bodies around the Qingfeng's wings, wrapping around its neck, and tightly gripping its feet, vigorously rubbing against the Qingfeng's feathers as if trying to strangle and crush it to death.

"A little... more force!"

The Qingfeng opened its bloodshot eyes and spoke in a hoarse voice.

After a slight tremor earlier, it had smelled blood.

Being interrupted from its play did not anger the Qingfeng; instead, it made it even more excited.

Its long neck, like a snake, suddenly shot out, and its sharp beak easily tore through the scales of an Earth Nether Python, piercing its flesh. Then, without mercy, it began to peck at the python.

In front of the Qingfeng, the proud bodies of the Earth Nether Python clan seemed like a joke.

"Hiss..." The Earth Nether Python was in extreme pain but could only let out a faint cry. In its pain, it instinctively coiled its body tighter.

"Heh!"

The Qingfeng felt the cool snake blood sliding down its throat, and under the python's strength, it finally raised its head, revealing a bright red hue, and with its bloodstained beak, it exhaled a breath of air! These little black snakes were really good.

For the Crystal Azure Phoenix Clan, their innate scorching heart flame always kept them in an extremely irritable state, especially for the Celestial Prodigies of the clan. Due to their rich bloodline power, this feeling of heat was even more pronounced.

The Earth Nether Python's naturally cold body, wrapped around the Qingfeng, provided a great relief from its discomfort.

"Continue."

The Qingfeng glanced indifferently at the outside, and with its noble bloodline and formidable strength, it could easily discern what was happening outside.

However, it wasn't anxious; instead, it lazily lay down a bit more and said indifferently, "How many of your clan are left depends on how hard you work."

Nothing could interrupt its enjoyment.

It would only finish when it was done.

Moreover, the current situation gave the Qingfeng a thrill it had never felt before.

It leaned against the tree wall, its bloodshot eyes scanning the seven or eight giant pythons, seeing them tremble in fear yet desperately trying to coil themselves tighter around the Qingfeng. A hint of playfulness appeared on its face.

It truly enjoyed the feeling of its body being stretched tight, even to the point of pain.

...

At the other end of the Black Stone Ancient Tree, near the vast ocean.

Over a dozen White Jade Capital cultivators from the Mountain Movers Sect stepped out, each holding a divine armament. Under their majestic auras, their muscular bodies stood out even more, and beneath their tough skin, there seemed to be a power comparable to divine armaments.

Since they had decided to take action,

they would go all out.

The group of Mountain Movers Sect cultivators landed heavily at the base of the ancient tree, slamming their palms down. With the support of the immortal city's divine armaments, this ancient tree, which had endured countless years, began to violently shake and show signs of cracking.

Immense power poured into the tree hollow, causing the Earth Nether Pythons to burst open, but they dared not show their heads, continuing to burrow deeper into the ancient tree as if entering a mountain.

This was because, in the sky above, a red-robed woman stood with a sword.

Any Earth Nether Python that revealed itself would face a swift sword strike. Up until now, not even a demon comparable to the White Jade Capital could withstand this sword.

"We haven't even opened the third city yet!"

A Mountain Movers Sect elder looked on in astonishment, and it had to be said that Su Hongxiu's first move had greatly changed their perception of Southern Flood.

After ten thousand years of silence, it seemed that the Seven Sons and Floodze had not fallen behind. At least the strength of this Sky Sword Daoist Elder could be ranked among the top in Western Flood.

"Don't let your guard down, something's not right."

Another direct disciple punched and shattered a large piece of the Black Stone Ancient Tree, whispering a reminder.

If the Earth Nether Python Clan only had this level of strength, how could they have survived peacefully beside the Mountain Movers Sect all this time?

The true Earth Nether Pythons were all hiding in the ancient tree, watching their kin die without any intention of fighting back.

If it weren't for the few Southern Flood monks,

even with the Mountain Movers Sect's cultivators led by Yan Chongzhang, eradicating these pythons would come at a significant cost.

It was as if they were waiting for some kind of help.

Could it be that the Crystal Azure Phoenix Clan was nearby? With this thought, the cultivators quietly looked towards the horizon, their attacks becoming even more ferocious!

Wherever they were, they were definitely not here, or they would have come out by now.

As long as they acted quickly, even the Crystal Azure Phoenix Clan wouldn't dare to cause trouble in the Mountain Movers Sect's territory. Don't forget, this was an order from the Boundless Dao Emperor Sect.

Bang! Bang! One by one, the massive Earth Nether Pythons were mercilessly grabbed by their tails and pulled out by the Mountain Movers Sect cultivators, then smashed against the Black Stone Ancient Tree, blood splattering everywhere!

Yan Chongzhang also seemed to sense something amiss.

His actions became even more terrifying.

In the second Crimson Bright City in the sky, a purple aura emanated, and his arms were covered in a layer of silver dragon scale armor, enveloping his ten fingers. He fiercely thrust his palms into the ancient tree.

In front of the colossal black tree, his figure seemed minuscule.

But in the instant his arms trembled, the blackness was slowly torn apart, emitting a cracking sound.

"This is getting out of hand."

Bai Wu's eyelids twitched twice. Perhaps it was because the Southern Flood Seven Sons had been too tolerant, causing the sect to become impoverished, relying on its vassals for support, and unable to afford the heavenly materials and treasures needed by the former sect.

These monks could only strive for further progress in immortal cities and divine armaments.

The outside cultivators had already forcefully used treasures to find alternative paths, achieving astonishing improvements in their strength.

For example, the Mountain Movers Sect cultivator's third city failed to maintain the quality of the purple aura, and it was a Qingluan divine armament. But with his impressive body tempering cultivation, he gave Bai Wu the feeling that he was no weaker than Su Hongxiu.

Leaving Yan Chongzhang aside for a moment.

These White Jade Capital cultivators of the Mountain Movers Sect, under the enhancement of the Spirit Body Art, were clearly a notch above the Southern Hong Seven Sons' elders and direct disciples, even when they were of the same realm.

"Don’t get distracted, they’re coming out."

Wei Yuanzhou remained calm, gently reminding Bai Wu. In his palm, a slender feather blade appeared, seemingly a divine weapon, but its excessive elegance made it resemble a ritual artifact.

As he lightly waved the feather blade, the sky was suddenly filled with swirling white clouds, which then coalesced into a ferocious white lion hundreds of feet tall in the clear sky.

The lion took a slow step forward, its terrifying eyes fixed on where Yan Chongzhang was.

In an instant, with Yan Daozi's fierce roar, “Foul beasts, where do you think you’re running to!”

The Young Lord Dark Serpent, smaller than the other black pythons, finally darted out, soaring into the clouds like a dragon. As it revealed itself, the hidden Netherworld Dark Python Clan’s strong members could no longer hold back and followed out.

In an instant, a vast wave of demonic aura swept across, the dense spirit light staining the ocean, as if the world had been turned upside down.

If it were someone with lower cultivation, they might have lost most of their fighting spirit under this demonic aura.

“...”

With Su Hongxiu's personality, she wouldn’t hesitate to draw her sword at the sight of demons.

But Wei Yuanzhou was different. Since he had agreed to help, he aimed to do his best.

Capturing a demon as formidable as a White Jade Capital Celestial Prodigy was several times harder than killing it.

Therefore, he had been conserving his strength, not wasting a singleOunce.

The white lion in the sky finally moved, sprinting toward the Young Lord Dark Serpent at a speed invisible to the naked eye, its front paws gathering like they were cradling a ball.

Wei Yuanzhou might not be as powerful as Su Hongxiu, but his experience and control over details and timing were nearly flawless.

He struck precisely when the Young Lord Dark Serpent was exhausted from fleeing.

Just as the white lion was about to capture it, the Young Lord Dark Serpent, unable to evade, shouted angrily, “Where do you come from, cultivators? Why are you interfering with the Mountain Movers Sect's affairs? Dare you leave a name?!”

Wei Yuanzhou focused on controlling the white lion. The other Daozi weren’t fools; no matter what the other side’s background was, they wouldn’t reveal the Southern Hong Seven Sons' identities.

At this moment, two old Netherworld Pythons charged forward, dispersing the white lion's paws. Facing the impending attack from Yan Chongzhang, they looked toward the treetop, theirVoices filled with despair:

"Lord Phoenix, please save our young lord!"

"It’s too late!"

Upon hearing this, the Southern Hong members didn’t react much, but the Mountain Movers Sect cultivators’ faces changed slightly.

Yan Chongzhang reached out, smashing down an old python demon with a palm strike. Although he thought this was just the Netherworld Pythons trying to deceive him—after all, if a Jade Green Phoenix were really here, why would it have remained quiet until now—he couldn’t help but glance at the treetop.

At this moment, a slightly heavy breathing finally echoed out, not particularly loud, but incredibly clear across the vast distance.

"Huff—"

Hearing this, Yan Chongzhang’s brows furrowed, glancing at the old python demon under his palm. His fingertips twitched, but he didn’t tear through the scales, silently cursing his bad luck.

Dealing with these Netherworld Pythons cleanly and returning to the sect was one thing, but doing so in front of a Jade Green Phoenix was another matter entirely.

Moreover, if this green phoenix dared to intervene in such a significant confrontation, its status within its clan must be high.

If he were to forcefully kill it...

In matters involving the Unification Realm, even as a Daozi, Yan Chongzhang had to be cautious.

After all, his master had painstakingly raised him, not to recklessly bring trouble to the sect.

"Several Dao friends..."

Yan Chongzhang looked at Wei Yuanzhou with a hint of regret, "I’m truly sorry, but we can’t proceed today. Let’s stop."

"Understood."

Wei Yuanzhou, also a Daozi, fully understood the other’s concerns.

However... he glanced to the side.

Indeed, Su Hongxiu clearly wasn’t used to demons acting this way in front of her. She still clutched the Jade Sword, her gaze faintly directed at the green foliage.

"This is someone else’s sect business," Wei Yuanzhou reminded her in a low voice.

He didn’t think their combined strength would be unable to defeat a phoenix demon, noMatter how precious its lineage. As long as it was within the realm of White Jade Capital, there were limits to its power.

But what about after the kill?

They could simply return to Southern Flood, but where would the Mountain Movers Sect go?

"At least we should take a look," Su Hongxiu raised an eyebrow, softly saying. They at least needed to know who was at the treetop, in case they met again.

Everyone, whether Netherworld Pythons or Mountain Movers Sect cultivators, looked up.

However, time passed, and no other sounds came from the tree hole except for the initial breathing.

Su HongXiU lifted her sword slightly, her gaze returning to the Netherworld Pythons.

The Young Lord Dark Serpent shivered under her gaze, anxiously looking up again.

That damned beast, had it been exhausted by his consorts? Did it regret stepping in and then become afraid?

"Lord Phoenix!"

With the Jade Sword pointing at him, the Young Lord Dark Serpent called out again.

Unfortunately, there was still no response from the tree hole.

Yan Chongzhang's expression changed, and he looked at the old python demon under his palm again.

At the same time, in the tree top cave mansion far away in the sky.

A massive green phoenix rested against the wall, silently staring at the two towering figures before it.

Both were ancient, having lived for countless years. The mystic light turtle demon wore a cruel smile, while the golden yellow ancient dragon had lifeless eyes, as if lost in some deep, unshakable thoughts. Its expressionless face was more terrifying than the turtle demon’s.

"Never heard of you. Do you have any background?"

The green phoenix observed for a moment. These two demons’ realms weren’t particularly terrifying, but their bodies had grown to their peak, even surpassing its own.

But it wasn’t panicked, casually pushing aside the Netherworld Python.

After all, this was Western Flood, and the Jade Green Phoenix Clan was a formidable force that could withstand the Dragon Palace’s disapproval and forcefully occupy a territory in Western Flood.

After speaking, the green phoenix slowly tried to stand up.

At that moment, what it didn’t expect was the mystic light turtle demon suddenly baring a sinister smile, then ruthlessly stepping on its shoulder, pressing it back down!

Boom!

Caught off guard, the green phoenix’s entire body crashed to the ground.

And what surprised it even more was the vast power emanating from its shoulder, a power that seemed to subtly suppress its own.

Its bloodshot eyes flashed with anger: "..."

Just as it was about to speak, the turtle demon leaned over and gently patted its face, "Did I say you could move?"

Compared to the kick, the force contained in these two slaps could be considered negligible.

But it made Qing Feng's heart flame, which had just been suppressed, suddenly surge again, scorching its eyes and causing its wings to tense up.

"Tsk!"

The nearby Earth Nether Pythons witnessed this scene, and when they looked back at the two mysterious demons, they were already trembling and shrinking in fear.

Where did these powerful demons come from? Not only did they appear without a sound, but they also seemed to completely disregard Phoenix Lord.

Their confident demeanor made one suspect they might be from the Northern Dragon Palace.

"This is... a lifelong grudge."

Qing Feng coldly glanced at the foot on its shoulder, then looked up again, forcibly suppressing its heart flame. Its voice trembled slightly, a sign of extreme anger.

"Hmph!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Jun suddenly couldn't hold back his laughter.

The next moment, his facial features contorted, even the faint scars on his face twisted, and he mocked mercilessly, "What are you to dare to have a grudge with me?"

After hearing this, even Qing Feng, who was very confident in his background, began to doubt the other party's identity for a moment.

His initial impulse to attack was momentarily hesitated.

He had never seen such strange demons. According to their age, they should be Unification Realm demons, but their bodies had grown while their cultivation seemed to have stagnated... If they were just White Jade Capital demons, how did they live to such an age? And how did they enter this demon mansion so calmly and unnoticed?

Could it be that they were from some powerful force that couldn't be offended?

"Wait patiently for my master's interrogation. Don't dare move."

Wu Jun didn't bother with further words. In an instant, he grabbed Qing Feng's slender neck again and slammed its head against the wooden wall!

With a crack, even the ancient tree of black stone split under the immense force.

As Qing Feng's head spun, a strong bloody smell reached its nostrils. Instinctively, it turned its head and its pupils shrank.

The golden yellow ancient dragon squatted down silently and extended its sharp claws.

With each claw, a nether python's head exploded.

Throughout the process, its eyes remained calm like a deep well, as if its mind was elsewhere.

Despite the slaughter, its thoughts seemed to be elsewhere.

How many lives must one take to achieve such indifference?

Even Qing Feng, who prided himself on his cruelty, felt a twinge of self-doubt, and a faint, imperceptible fear arose within him.

Until seven or eight nether pythons had their heads crushed without resistance.

The golden yellow ancient dragon slowly stood up, and then, as if sensing something, it slowly retreated to the cave entrance.

Wu Jun also released Qing Feng.

With their strength, they could have a chance against this powerful demon, but it was impossible to do so silently. The cultivators below would surely notice, which would go against their master's instructions.

Their original task was to take advantage of the Binding Stone's concealment and scout the area for their master, finding the most precious demons.

So, from start to finish, Wu Jun was only intimidating them.

The rest had nothing to do with them.

He also retreated to the cave entrance and both of them transformed into streams of light and disappeared.

"..."

Qing Feng widened its eyes again. With its cultivation, it couldn't capture how these two powerful demons left or where they went.

When did Western Hong gain such a bizarre force? It struggled to get up, hearing the sounds of battle outside, realizing that the Mountain Movers Sect cultivator misunderstood the Crystal Azure Phoenix Clan's reluctance to intervene because of its delay.

At this thought, Qing Feng hesitated, unsure if it should continue to interfere.

Just then, it suddenly looked up.

At the cave entrance, a figure in a black robe slowly stepped in. Tall and slender, with a fair and handsome face, compared to the two powerful demons, this figure seemed infinitely more amiable.

And it was less eerie; at least, the aura on this person was solid and discernible, and he was clearly a cultivator.

But after the previous experience, Qing Feng dared not be careless.

With such strange demons and a force that included both cultivators and powerful demons, it wasn't so surprising.

Qing Feng swallowed hard, remembering Wu Jun's words.

'Wait patiently for my master's interrogation.'

Qing Feng stared at the young man with apprehension and asked cautiously, "Your master?"

"..."

Shen Yi paused, having killed so many demons.

This was the first one to be so understanding.

For a moment, he didn't know how to respond.

But hearing the sounds of battle outside, Shen Yi shook his head, not wanting to waste any more time.

He had already arrived late due to difficulties in his deduction, and further delay would only waste his lifespan.

"What do you want to ask me?" Qing Feng was indeed scared by the two demons, and facing a White Jade Capital cultivator at the Two Cities Realm, he dared not act rashly. He wanted to understand the situation first.

Upon hearing this, Shen Yi took a step forward and gestured for Qing Feng to come closer and whisper in his ear.

Qing Feng looked around at the unavoidable demon mansion and the python demon corpses on the ground, hesitated, and finally, with extreme caution, he propped up his massive body and leaned down, "I am from the Crystal Azure Phoenix Clan, no matter who you are..."

His words abruptly stopped.

On its slender neck, a muffled sizzling sound suddenly rang out, followed by hot blood splattering and flowing down the straight blade, staining the golden patterns on the blade's back.

Qing Feng instinctively looked up, and in Shen Yi's pitch-black eyes, purple light suddenly flickered, dancing like candlelight.

The once amiable fair-skinned face now looked utterly indifferent.

(End of Chapter)

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