Chapter 580: Who's Ambushing Whom?

Chapter 580: Who's Ambushing Whom?

"This is too absurd."

Deng Xiangjun put away his Dao token and looked ahead.

Although he was the weakest among the Southern Seven Sons, he was still a powerful late-stage Earth Realm cultivator.

And this late-stage Earth Realm was achieved only after he had opened three Immortal Cities in White Jade Capital.

After all, the initial seven sects weren't some extraordinary powers; otherwise, they wouldn't have needed to form an alliance and establish new sects, all for self-preservation. It was only due to a stroke of luck that they suddenly rose to prominence, and it was impossible for them to gather seven Heaven's Pride talents capable of establishing four cities as sect leaders.

As time passed...

Nanyang, Qingyue, Ling Yue, and Tian Jian Sects, along with the remaining three sects, were not on the same level.

It was as if they were dragging themselves and others forward.

With the help of these fellow disciples, Deng Xiangjun's cultivation might have stagnated, but his foundation grew increasingly profound. In a real fight, he was no weaker than a Perfected Earth Realm cultivator.

Moreover, in the Southern Flood region, he could slightly borrow the power of the other sects' holy lands, making him invincible among those below the Heaven Realm.

But even so, he still couldn't understand why the other two fellow disciples had also found Shen Zongzhu's traces.

Could there truly be such a profound method in the world that allowed a Dao Fusion Realm cultivator to shuttle back and forth in the vast Southern Flood, simultaneously descending upon multiple battlefields?

What a joke! If there really was such a profound method, why would there be a need to differentiate between the Four Floods? The Northern Dragon Palace could directly control the entire Hongze, and there's no way they would allow the existence of the Southern Seven Sons, giving the Limitless Dao Emperor Sect a chance to rise.

But—

Deng Xiangjun's eyebrows furrowed. He had indeed sensed the aura of a fallen Dao Fusion Realm demon, and he didn't dare to rest for even a moment. He hurriedly chased after it.

Who else could help the seven sects' vassals and slay such a powerful demon, besides Shen Zongzhu?

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 Zongzhu, but now, a sense of unease crept into his heart.

"Hiss!"

Deng Xiangjun clenched his teeth and continued flying forward.

The importance of Shen Yi to the Southern Seven Sons was an unspoken truth. For this, even if it meant taking great risks, it was worth it.

At the very least, he needed to know the current situation of his opponent.

With this thought, Deng Xiangjun parted the clouds and fog and flew 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 filled with a faint layer of frost. The bone-chilling cold affected even him, a late-stage Earth Realm cultivator.

"Hmm."

He slightly 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 Zongzhu. Even separated by heaven and earth, this bone-chilling aura was enough to turn all living beings below into lifeless souls.

He tried to suppress his aura even more, but his previous vigorous pursuit had already brought him dangerously close to the source.

Amidst the clouds and mist, a withered figure gradually appeared.

Clad in tattered rags, as if they could be torn by the wind at any moment, he stood silently in place, gazing towards Deng Xiangjun.

"..."

Deng Xiangjun's hand, which was forming hand seals, slowly stopped, and his other hand, which had just grasped the Dao token, discovered that the token was icy cold, and a crack had silently appeared on its smooth surface.

He quietly swallowed, his face turning somber.

"Are you the leader of the Southern Seven Sons?" The figure in rags slowly emerged from the clouds, observed for a moment, and shook his head. "I won't eat you, so don't follow me."

Although this human treasure was rare enough to make one's mouth water, Cold Mountain Ancestor was well aware of the close relationship between the seven sects.

At this moment, the Southern Dragon Palace, led by the eldest son of the Qi family, was facing off against three Heaven Realm cultivators.

With food all around, there was no need to rush to consume this treasure pill and attract the anger and hatred of the other sect leaders.

If these cultivators abandoned the Dragon Palace and came to fight him, it would be an unpleasant situation.

Deng Xiangjun couldn't remember how many years it had been since he last heard such words from a demon's mouth.

I won't eat you...

"Hmm."

He silently chewed on these words in his heart, and a wave of sourness rose within him.

The heavens were too cruel to cultivators. If one didn't walk the right path in their youth, they could only waste away in the long years, finding it difficult to turn their situation around.

Although the demon's words carried a blatant 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 opponent.

This was a demon even stronger than Ji Shimei! A true mid-stage Heaven Realm powerhouse!

Such a terrifying existence would undoubtedly be a top-tier expert even in the Western Flood, and yet it had quietly arrived in the Southern Flood lands. Now, it was about to enter the vassal territory of the Nanyang Sect right before his eyes.

And so, Deng, one of the Southern Seven Sons' Sect Leaders, pondered for a long time, but couldn't come up with a 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, unable to move. He could only watch as the distance between them rapidly increased, separating them across the heavens, until the giant demon's figure disappeared from his sight.

"Damn it!"

Deng Xiangjun took a few heavy breaths, using the white fire he had swallowed earlier to dispel the frost from his body. He took out his Dao Token and tried to send the scene he had witnessed back to the sect.

However, the Dao Token, already filled with cracks, shattered the moment he infused it with his breath!

A Mid-Heaven Realm demon of such size was fully capable of changing the current situation in Southern Flood.

But instead of heading to the Seven Sects, it 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 Zongzhu.

If even Qi Shixiong knew about this, could he truly remain as unmoving as a mountain?

"Huff—"

Deng Xiangjun exhaled, waving his palms continuously. Several lifelike paper cranes emerged from his sleeves, transforming into real white cranes that flew off in all directions towards the Seven Southern Flood Sects.

To ensure the message wasn't intercepted, he released over a hundred of them.

Even if this action might influence Qi Shixiong to make a wrong decision and disrupt their plans, Deng Xiangjun couldn't pretend he hadn't seen it or harbor any false hopes.

This was an ambush specifically targeting Shen Zongzhu. Southern Dragon Palace understood Shen Yi's character even better than their own Sect Leader!

After completing this, Deng Xiangjun carefully concealed his breath and narrowly escaped death. Without hesitation, he once again headed towards Xuan Yue City.

At the very least, he needed to obtain firsthand information to help the three Heaven Realm experts make better decisions.

...

In the Southern Flood region.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A terrifying ape demon ran across the sky, spanning mountains and seas, before hovering and kneeling in mid-air. Its long arms were raised high above its head, as if offering a sacrifice to the heavens.

However, the direction it knelt in reverence did not contain the Immortal Court, but only a figure in an ink robe 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 blood river flowing towards him. With his five fingers loosely clasped, a figure with a silver hook-like mouth slowly rose from the blood river.

It was a human-shaped azure 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 youth in the ink robe's identity, wondering if he was an incarnation of heaven and earth.

To seize the essence of creation, to reverse Yin and Yang, to defy life and death—these were not feats achievable by mere mortals!

Another thirty-plus years of demon lifespan was consumed.

As usual, Shen Yi placed it in the Western Palace for An Yi to command. He silently counted and muttered, "The tenth one."

Indeed, after slaying the ape demon and the crane demon, he used these two as a bridge to successfully establish contact with the Western Flood demons.

In the current Southern Flood, 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 Head of the Qi Family. Of course, he also conveniently took the demon generals' lifespan they offered.

It could be said that he knew the demons' next move better than they did themselves... because he had intentionally released the Spirit Rock's aura to lure them there.

Twelve demons had come from Western Flood this time.

Apart from the initial encounter, Shen Yi didn't personally engage in combat but remained stationed in the central Southern Flood region.

Almost all the demons and Spirit Rocks had a deep impression of a terrifying being who had reaped numerous benefits during the Slaughter Tribulation—the Cold Mountain Ancestor.

From start to finish, he had been searching for this Ancestor's location.

"It should be enough now."

Shen Yi infused his soul into the Ten Thousand Demon Western Palace, sensing the movement of the creatures being nurtured there.

"Just a little more," An Yi responded softly.

With so many Dao Fusion Realm demons and Spirit Rocks, the connection between her and the Western Palace, guided by her bloodline, had become increasingly clear, as if she was about to realize something.

"Alright."

Shen Yi nodded slightly, although he couldn't verify if this nurturing object was the Divine Ability he had anticipated.

But it wasn't a complete loss.

With the addition of this giant eagle Greater Demon, representing the last strand of Golden Light being swallowed in Kai Huang Great City, the only thing left was a thick red glow, slightly viscous, flowing like the blood of a demon, and also like the red clouds of dusk, carrying a hint of evening aura.

Shen Yi extended his palm, and the Yin Yang Mystic Pendant landed on his fingertip.

From the purple Qi of the primordial Heaven Armament, it transformed into Golden Light, and now it had turned crimson.

The jade pendant's appearance finally changed.

On the jade pendant with distinct black and white colors, 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 Life and Death]



Shen Yi had initially guessed that his Armament could continue to grow; otherwise, how could the Armament forged in White Jade Capital be decisive in a Dao Fusion Realm battle? Now, with the prompt on the panel, it was confirmed.

"Demon Emperor Armament..."

He gently gripped the jade pendant, and the Yin Yang sides slowly separated, like a black and white pair of young tigers, gently circling around his fingers, affectionately caressing his palm.

Within the two moving shadows, there were two small, curled-up sleeping bodies.

The only difference was the color of the skirt on their horse-faced bodies.

"Quickly."

Shen Yi put away the jade pendant, stood up, and slightly straightened his sleeves.

As he stood, in a distant place.

A giant white wolf stood proudly on a cloud, its eyes carrying a hint of disdain for the Southern Barbarians. It silently watched the fleeing crowd below.

It merely released a bit of demon power, causing the Southern Flood's group of cultivators to lose their will to fight, which was rather boring. It was just to satisfy its hunger.

Thinking of this, the white wolf took a step forward, ready to descend, but its eyes widened in surprise.

Instinctively, it looked around.

In the originally empty clouds, suddenly, numerous figures emerged. Some were as tall as mountains, while others were as small as apes. They walked out, blocking 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 strike.

The white wolf's face was forcefully hit, and its beautiful, robust body flew sideways in the air, tumbling for a few circles before barely stabilizing. Its breath was somewhat chaotic: "You...what do you mean by this..."

Attacked without warning, it should have been furious, but at this moment, facing so many Earth Realm Greater Demons, it lacked the courage to even ask questions.

Fortunately, these Greater Demons didn't intend to mock him.

The leader had no more patience.

The robust Greater Demon stepped on the white wolf, and immediately, numerous figures rushed forward. Various innate Divine Abilities were unleashed without restraint, and amidst the terrified and uncertain howls of the white wolf, it was cruelly torn apart into pieces of flesh and blood!

[...]



The last Earth Realm Greater Demon was captured.

Shen Yi casually glanced at the panel.

Reforging the souls of these ten Greater Demons, in addition to their remaining Demon Vortal, he gained almost two million years of Demon Vortal.

Fortunately, there were also the Demon Generals brought by the Head of Qi Family, which slightly made up for it.

Although these Return to Void Realm Demon Generals were slightly weaker, their numbers were decent. There were several tens of them who had taken the initiative to deliver messages, and among them were some comparable to White Jade Capital Cultivators.

All in all, it was still quite impressive, totaling close to four million years.

[Remaining Demon Vortal: 561 million years]



Not only would this be enough for ordinary cultivators, but even if the Southern Dragon King came, it would be enough for him to live ten lifetimes.

But Shen Yi still felt a bit uneasy.

After all, although these Demon Vortals were numerous, what he wanted to do was to control the entire Southern Flood land, which was not something ordinary beings could dare to imagine.

"Forget it, let's see what this Western Palace can nurture."

Shen Yi listened to the news brought by the Greater Demon Stonekeeper, and it seemed like he had finally found that Ancestor.

Hopefully, the other party's life force could help him truly step into the Heaven Realm, and it wouldn't be a wasted trip to Southern Flood.

Shen Yi calmed his mind, and in an instant, he reached the pinnacle of the Sacred Mountain Tranquil Blue Sky Technique.

The Ink Robe figure merged back into nothingness, appearing unchanged.

But if there was someone else present, as long as they observed carefully, they would be shocked to discover that this clear sky...was rapidly moving towards Xuan Yue City! An Ting Feng had once demonstrated his power by moving mountains and seas, allowing Shen Yi to witness the strength of a Dao Fusion Realm Greater Demon.

And at this moment, this scene of altering the heavens and earth was enough to strike fear into all beings!

(End of Chapter)

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