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Chapter 580: Who's Ambushing Whom?
Chapter 580: Who's Ambushing Whom?
"Too absurd!"
Deng Xiangjun put away his Dao tablet and looked towards the front.
Although he was the weakest among the Seven Sons of Nan Hong, he was still a powerful late-stage Earth Realm cultivator.
And this late-stage Earth Realm was due to him only opening three Immortal Cities in White Jade Capital.
After all, the original Seven Sects were not some extraordinary powerhouses; otherwise, they wouldn't have needed to form an alliance and establish their sects. It was all for self-preservation, and their sudden rise later on was due to a fortuitous opportunity. How could they possibly gather seven Heaven Talents capable of opening four cities to be Sect Leaders?
As time passed...
The Nan Yang, Clear Moon, Spirit Mountain, and Sky Sword Sects, along with the remaining three sects, were not on the same level.
It was as if they were pulling themselves and others forward.
With the help of these fellow disciples, Deng Xiangjun's cultivation realm had stagnated, but his foundation had become increasingly solid, and he was no less powerful than a Perfect Earth Realm cultivator in a fight.
Moreover, in Nan Hong, he could slightly borrow the power of the Sacred Grounds of the other sects, making him invincible below the Heaven Realm.
However, even so, he still couldn't understand why the other two fellow disciples had also found Shen Zongzhuang's trail.
Could there really be such a profound cultivation method in the world that allowed a Fusion Realm cultivator to shuttle back and forth in the vast Nan Hong and descend upon multiple battlefields simultaneously?
What a joke! If there was such a profound method, why would there be a need to divide into the Four Floods? The Northern Dragon Palace could directly control the entire Hong Ze, and there would be no chance for the Unmatched Sect and Boundless Dao Emperor Sect to grow.
But—
Deng Xiangjun frowned, as he had indeed sensed the aura of a fallen Fusion Realm demon earlier and didn't dare to rest for even a moment. He hurriedly chased after it.
Who else could help the vassal sects of the Seven Sects and slay the great demon, besides Shen Zongzhuang?
What exactly was he chasing after! At this thought, Deng Xiangjun hesitated for a moment and looked towards the direction of Xuan Yue City.
He had previously sensed a slightly terrifying aura and thought it was Shen Zongzhuang, but now he felt a hint of unease.
"Hiss!"
Deng Xiangjun gritted his teeth and continued to rush forward.
The importance of Shen Yi to the Seven Sons of Nan Hong was self-evident, and it was worth taking any risk for her.
At the very least, he needed to know the current situation of the other party.
With this thought, Deng Xiangjun parted the clouds and chased forward with all his might!
However, as he got closer to that aura...
Deng Xiangjun's expression became difficult to discern. He glanced at the surrounding clouds and mist, noticing that the area was covered in a faint layer of frost. The piercing cold affected even him, a late-stage Earth Realm cultivator.
"Huff."
He lightly pinched his fingers, summoned a ball of white fire, and swallowed it, his face finally improving.
At this moment, Deng Xiangjun was certain that the existence ahead was definitely not Shen Zongzhuang. Even separated by the heavens, this chilling aura was enough to turn the creatures below into countless lost souls.
He tried to suppress his aura even more, but his previous vigorous pursuit had already brought them to an extremely close distance.
Amidst the clouds, a withered figure gradually appeared.
Tattered and torn, his ragged robe seemed ready to be torn apart by the wind. He stood silently in place, gazing towards Deng Xiangjun.
"..."
Deng Xiangjun's hand, which was about to activate a spell formula, paused, and his other hand, which had just grabbed the Dao tablet, discovered that the tablet was bone-chillingly cold. A crack had silently appeared on its smooth surface.
He quietly swallowed, his face turning solemn.
"Are you the leader of the Seven Sons of Nan Hong?" The man in rags slowly emerged from the clouds, observing for a moment before shaking his head. "I won't eat you, so don't follow me."
Although this human-shaped treasure herb was rare enough to make one's mouth water, Cold Mountain Ancestor was well aware of the close relationship between the Seven Sects.
Currently, the Nan Long Palace, along with the eldest son of the Qi family, was confronting three Heaven Realm cultivators.
There was food everywhere, so there was no need to rush to consume this great herb and provoke the anger and hatred of the other Sect Leaders.
If these cultivators abandoned the Dragon Palace and came to fight him, it would be rather unpleasant.
Deng Xiangjun couldn't remember how many years it had been since he had heard such words from a demonic beast.
I won't eat you...
"Huff."
He silently chewed on these words in his heart, feeling a surge of sourness.
The world was too cruel to cultivators; if one didn't walk the right path in their youth, they could only waste away during the long years, with little chance of a comeback.
Although the demon's words carried unconcealed disdain, Deng Xiangjun had to admit that they were true. Even if he fought with all his might, it would be difficult to survive in the hands of this formidable demon.
This was a demon even stronger than Ji Shi Mei! Comparable to a mid-stage Heaven Realm!
Such a terrifying existence would undoubtedly be a top-tier powerhouse even in the Western Flood, yet it had arrived in Nan Hong silently. Now, it was about to enter the vassal territory of the Nan Yang Sect right before his eyes.
And so, Deng, one of the Seven Sons of Nan Hong, thought long and hard, but couldn't come up with a single solution!
"Go."
Cold Mountain Ancestor didn't give Deng Xiangjun a chance to react. With a light wave of his palm, the clouds suddenly condensed, and Deng Xiangjun was frozen in place, watching as the distance between them rapidly widened, separating heaven and earth, until the giant demon's figure disappeared from his sight.
"Damn it!"
Deng Xiangjun took several heavy breaths, using the White Fire he had ingested earlier to dispel the frost from his body. He then took out his Dao Tablet, attempting to send the scene he had witnessed back to the sect.
However, the Dao Tablet, already covered in cracks, shattered the moment he infused it with his breath!
A mid-stage Heaven Realm demon with such a terrifying form could easily change the current situation in Nan Hong.
But instead of heading to the Seven Sects, they had come here, naturally because they believed there was something more important to attend to.
After much deliberation, the only thing more important than suppressing Ye Jiu and the others... was to intercept and kill Shen Zongzhuang.
If Qi Shixiong knew about this, could he truly remain unmoved like a mountain?
"Huff—"
Deng Xiangjun exhaled and waved his palms, releasing dozens of lifelike paper cranes from his sleeves. They instantly transformed into real white cranes and flew off in all directions towards the Seven Sects of Nan Hong.
To ensure the message wasn't intercepted, he sent out over a hundred of them.
Even if this might influence Qi Shixiong's decision-making and disrupt their plans, Deng Xiangjun couldn't pretend he hadn't seen it or hold on to any lucky thoughts.
This was an ambush targeting Shen Zongzhuang. Nan Long Palace understood Shen Yi's character even better than these allied sect leaders!
After doing all this, Deng Xiangjun carefully concealed his breath and, having barely escaped death, he headed towards Xuan Yue City without hesitation.
At the very least, he needed to obtain first-hand information to help the three Heaven Realm experts make better decisions.
...
In the waters of Nan Hong.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
A terrifying ape demon ran across the sky, crossing mountains and seas, before hovering and kneeling in mid-air. Its long arms raised high above its head, as if offering a sacrifice to heaven with the object in its hands.
However, the direction it knelt in reverence did not face the Heavenly Immortal Court, but a black-robed figure sitting cross-legged.
"Go."
Shen Yi opened his eyes, nodded slightly, and accepted the bloody corpse.
With a slight lift of his palm, the demon corpse transformed into a river of blood that rushed towards him. With his fingers loosely clenched, a figure with a silver hook-like mouth slowly rose from the river of blood.
It was a human-shaped eagle, gently flapping its wings.
In an instant, a gleam appeared in the eagle demon's eyes, and it came back to life!
Such a bizarre scene, if witnessed by others, would likely raise doubts about the identity of the black-robed youth, wondering if he was an embodiment of heaven and earth.
Stealing fate, reversing Yin and Yang, and defying life and death—these were not feats achievable by mere humans!
Another thirty-plus years of the demon's lifespan were consumed.
As usual, Shen Yi sent the demon to the West Hall for An Yi to command. He silently counted in his heart, murmuring, "The tenth one."
Indeed, after killing the ape demon and the crane demon, he had used them as a bridge to establish contact with the Western Flood demons.
In the current Nan Hong, Shen Yi was the one who held all the information.
Not only did he have the assistance of numerous Western Flood demons, but he also took advantage of the situation to collect all the letters sent by the Qi family's eldest, and of course, the lifespans offered by those demon generals.
It could be said that he knew their next move better than some of the demons themselves... because he had intentionally allowed his Mountain-Shifting Stones to release their breath, luring them there.
There were twelve demons in total who had come from the Western Flood.
Shen Yi hadn't personally taken action since the beginning, instead choosing to stay in the central region of Nan Hong.
This was because almost all the demons and Mountain-Shifting Stones had a deep impression of a terrifying creature that had reaped great benefits during the Slaughter Apocalyptic Tribulation—the Cold Mountain Ancestor.
From start to finish, he had been searching for the location of this old ancestor.
"It should be enough now."
Shen Yi infused his divine soul into the Ten Thousand Demon Hall, sensing the stirrings of the incubating creatures within.
"Just a little more," An Yi responded softly.
With so many Fusion Realm demons as Mountain-Stabilizing Stones, under her bloodline's guidance, her connection with the West Hall had become increasingly clear, as if she was about to understand something.
"Alright."
Shen Yi nodded slightly, although he couldn't verify for now if this nurturing object was the Divine Ability he had anticipated.
But it wasn't without any gains.
With the addition of this giant eagle Great Demon, the last trace of golden light in the Kaohuang Great City, where the Slaughter Apocalyptic had begun, was swallowed, leaving only a thick crimson glow that seemed slightly viscous. It flowed like a river of blood from a fierce and savage beast, resembling the evening's red clouds, carrying a hint of dusk.
Shen Yi extended his palm, and the Yin-Yang Mystic Pendant landed on his fingertip.
From the initial Chaos Heaven Soldiers' purple aura, it transformed into golden light, and now it had become a crimson glow.
The appearance of this jade pendant finally changed.
On the jade body with distinct dark and light shades, the Yin-Yang fish eyes transformed into a pair of tiger eyes. The moment the tiger eyes opened, they were filled with crystal-clear blood veins!
【Demon Emperor Armament: Yin-Yang Birth and Death】
Shen Yi had initially guessed that his Dao Armament could continue to grow; otherwise, how could a Dao Armament forged in White Jade Capital play a decisive role in a battle between Fusion Realm cultivators? Now, with the prompt on the panel, his guess was confirmed.
"Demon Emperor Armament..."
He gently held the jade pendant, but the Yin and Yang sides slowly separated, resembling a black and white pair of young tigers, gently circling around Shen Yi's fingers and caressing his fingertips with a hint of affection.
Within the two moving shadows, there lay two small, curled-up sleeping bodies.
The only difference was the color of the horse-faced skirt they wore.
"Hurry up."
Shen Yi put away the jade pendant, stood up, and straightened his sleeves slightly.
As he rose, in a place far away...
A white snow wolf stood proudly in the clouds, looking down at the fleeing crowd below with a hint of disdain for the Southern Barbarians.
It had only released a bit of its demon power, yet the Southern Flood's group of cultivators had lost all will to fight, making it somewhat uninteresting. It was merely satisfying its hunger.
At this thought, the white wolf took a slight step forward, ready to descend, but its eyes paused.
Instinctively, it looked around.
In the originally empty clouds, numerous figures suddenly appeared. Some were as majestic as mountains, while others were as small as apes. They walked out unhurriedly, sealing off all escape routes.
"What's going on? Are you all gathered here?"
The white wolf was stunned, looking at these familiar faces, and forced a smile as it raised its head.
However, the response it received was a fierce blow.
The white wolf was forcefully struck in the face, and its handsome, robust body flew out, tumbling in the air for several circles before finally stabilizing. Its breath was a bit chaotic: "What...what are you doing...?"
Attacked without warning, it should have been furious, but at this moment, facing so many fellow realm Great Demons, it lacked the courage to even ask questions, let alone fight back.
Fortunately, these Great Demons didn't intend to mock it.
The master had grown impatient.
One of the larger Great Demons stepped on the white wolf, and then numerous figures rushed forward, unleashing their innate Divine Abilities without restraint. Amidst the pitiful howls of fear and uncertainty, they cruelly tore it into pieces of flesh and blood!
...
After slaying the last Earthly Realm Great Demon, Shen Yi glanced casually at the panel.
To reshape the divine souls of these ten Great Demons, excluding their remaining lifespans, he had lost nearly two million years of demon lifespan.
Fortunately, the group of Demon Generals brought by the eldest of the Qi family provided some compensation.
Although these Return to Void Realm Demon Generals were slightly weaker, their numbers were decent. There were several dozen of them who had personally delivered messages, and among them were some comparable to the White Jade Capital.
Altogether, they added up to a considerable amount, almost four million years.
【Remaining Demon Lifespan: 561 million years】
Even if it wasn't given to an ordinary cultivator, it would be enough for the South Dragon King to live for ten lifetimes.
But Shen Yi still felt a bit uneasy.
After all, although there was a lot of demon lifespan, he wanted to control the entire Southern Flood region, which was not something ordinary creatures would dare to imagine.
"Forget it, let's see what this West Hall can nurture."
Shen Yi listened to the news brought by the Great Demon Stone Guardian. It seemed like he had finally found that old ancestor.
He hoped that the other's lifespan could help him truly enter the Celestial Realm, making his trip to Southern Flood worthwhile.
Shen Yi calmed his mind, and in an instant, the Divine Mountain Calming Heaven Art, which had reached the Perfect Realm, was unleashed.
The black-robed figure merged back into nothingness, appearing unchanged.
But if there were others present, they would be shocked to discover that this clear sky curtain was rapidly moving towards Xuan Yue City!
An Tingfeng had once demonstrated the power to move mountains and seas, showing Shen Yi the might of a Fusion Realm Great Demon.
And at this moment, this scene of altering heaven and earth was enough to strike fear into all beings!
(End of Chapter)
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