Chapter 589: The Arrival from North Flood and the Demon Magic

Chapter 589: The Arrival from North Flood and the Demon Magic

In the Western Flood's Dragon King Palace, the Qi Family had been in control of the waters for countless years, even before the arrival of the Great Immortal Hongze. They were the rulers of the Western Flood even before his descent.

They rose further during the Slaughter Tribulation, devouring countless heavenly treasures and materials, which led to their current unshakeable and prestigious status.

However, despite their solid position, two of the seven Dragon Sons inexplicably perished, and their bodies have yet to be found... along with any trace of the enemy.

At this moment, a slender figure clad in golden-yellow robes leaned against the throne, appearing less imposing than the Southern Dragon King. But on his face, covered in silver scales, a pair of narrowed eyes exuded a chilling and sinister aura.

"So, you plan to use the Ten Thousand Demons Hall to brush off this king?"

His hoarse voice echoed through the hall, and his cold gaze swept over the four Dragon Sons present, causing these Heaven Realm Great Demons to dare not meet his eyes, instead keeping their heads down and remaining silent.

As the questioning continued, the Western Dragon King's gaze eventually settled on the figure behind the Dragon Sons, a gentle and noble-looking figure with a plump build.

"..."

Purple Immortal felt immense pressure, but her expression remained calm. Only the fingers hidden within her long sleeves slowly clenched.

No matter how many promises she had made to the Demon Generals, and no matter how much authority the Eastern Dragon Palace held, it would all be in vain the moment the Western Dragon King woke up.

This Heaven Realm Perfected Old Dragon had absolute control over the Western Flood.

He had already investigated who held the real power in the current Western Flood, and the reason he hadn't confronted them was simply to avoid a direct conflict with the Eastern Dragon Palace.

However, wanting to continue controlling the Flood Clan in front of the Western Dragon King was indeed a bit of a pipe dream.

Damn the Ten Thousand Demons Hall—

Thinking about how her efforts had been mysteriously and inexplicably thwarted, Purple Immortal felt a dull pain in her chest.

In the Four Floods, regardless of which Dragon Palace, the Crown Prince held the power.

According to the original plan, as long as Qi Zhaoyi was sidelined and pushed to the position of Crown Prince, Purple Immortal could successfully control the Western Palace's Grand Seal, taking the first crucial step in fulfilling her father's plan.

Then, she could gradually plot against the Southern Dragon Palace, and the matter would be half-completed.

But now, the Western Dragon King had been awakened, and he would undoubtedly not rest until the Ten Thousand Demons Hall was dealt with.

This was not even the worst part; after all, the Western Dragon King would eventually return to the Dragon Den. At most, it would just waste some time.

After waiting for so many years, a few more years wouldn't matter.

What she feared was that this incident would reveal Qi Zhaoyi's incompetence to the Old Dragon, or worse, cause him to sense something amiss. Even with the support of the Eastern Dragon Palace, the Crown Prince's position would still be precarious.

"Reporting to Father King."

After a long silence, Purple Immortal finally stepped forward from the crowd and spoke softly, "The Ten Thousand Demons Hall is not a fabrication to shirk responsibility. At least millions of cultivators in the Western Flood have witnessed their actions. As for the inability to trace their whereabouts, it is indeed our incompetence..."

"Purple Immortal, I'm not blaming you. With your husband in the Southern Flood, it's already not easy for you to oversee this area on his behalf. Now, just rest and don't worry."

The Western Dragon King had clearly questioned her first, but after Purple Immortal's response, he assumed a gentle demeanor.

However, the implied reproach in his words was more than evident.

Among the four Dragon Sons, the two who had originally sided with Purple Immortal also lifted their heads in deep thought after hearing these words.

"Thank you for your concern, Father King."

Purple Immortal sighed inwardly. Even if she was anxious, she could only remain quiet and hidden, ensuring that the Western Dragon King didn't see through the Eastern Palace's true intentions.

As long as she could obtain that Grand Seal, waiting for however long would be worth it.

After all... that was the only way the creatures of Hongze could threaten an Immortal.

"Your husband is currently in the Southern Flood. I know you have a good relationship with the Seven Sects, but since you've married into my Western Palace, family matters should take priority. I won't force you, but you shouldn't get too involved anymore."

The Western Dragon King slowly lowered his palm.

Upon hearing this, Purple Immortal's face changed slightly. She had indeed planned to secretly visit the Southern Flood.

During this period, she had witnessed the Western Dragon Palace driving away many Great Demons to the south, and she could imagine how much of a headache this was for Ji Jingxi and the others. At this time, the Seven Sects needed aid the most.

After all, she had confidently promised Ji Jingxi that the Southern Flood would not face any major issues.

Thinking of this, Purple Immortal couldn't help but curse the Ten Thousand Demons Hall in her heart once again.

These people acted without rules, seemed to have no clear purpose, and resembled troublemakers, yet they possessed formidable strength that no one could ignore.

No matter if it's exchanging interests, intimidating them, or forming secret alliances, none of these options seem feasible.

She didn't even have the ability to find the other party.

With a sigh, she said, "Zi Xian understands, I'm a little tired and want to return to Yushan to rest for a while."

"Go ahead."

The Western Dragon King waved his sleeve lightly, a meaningful smile playing on his lips. After the woman completely left the Dragon King's Palace, that smile quickly faded, turning into a chilling expression.

"You've planted a spy by my side, what exactly are you Easterners up to?"

It was undeniable that the Eastern Dragon Palace's strength was formidable, but it also depended on whom they were compared to. If they were to go against an Immortal, then they wouldn't stand a chance.

Do they really think that having a daughter in the heavens gives them free rein? Who knows if that Zi Ling even acknowledges you as her father.

The Western Dragon King let out a cold laugh.

This time, by acting against the Southern Flood, he was also slightly reprimanding that purple-bearded white dragon who had come from afar. In the future, he would behave himself, and for the sake of the Eastern Dragon Palace's face, even if the Western Dragon King didn't take action himself, he could still move things that she cared about.

"All of you, return and prepare for the expedition to the south at any time."

"Then the Ten Thousand Demons Western Palace should also be making a move soon."

The Western Dragon King calculated with his fingers. According to his estimation of the Southern Flood cultivators' strength, with the group of powerful demons he had sent in, there should already be quite a commotion by now.

He was just waiting for Zhao Yi to send a message back, and then he would let the so-called Ten Thousand Demons Western Palace see what the reputation of the Western Flood's master was truly based on.

At this moment, the Western Dragon King suddenly froze, then quickly stood up and looked towards the north.

As a perfect Heavenly Realm demon, his control over this area of water and land far exceeded anyone's imagination. As soon as there was the slightest change, he would sense it in advance.

Moreover, this was not just a slight perception.

The numerous auras that suddenly surged into the Western Flood even made his heart palpitate! How could these northern executioners suddenly head south?! The four dragon princes, sensing their father's strangeness, quickly looked up, following his gaze.

The next moment, a proud voice echoed through the Dragon King's Palace.

"Close your eyes, be silent, don't look at what you shouldn't, and don't ask what you shouldn't."

These auras intruded into the waters and lands under the Western Flood's jurisdiction, then issued orders to the owner of this place in an uncompromising tone.

No one could possibly tolerate such a situation.

However, the Western Dragon King only paused for a moment before truly withdrawing his gaze and sitting back on the throne, acting as if he didn't see anything.

The fact that these two forces were dispatched together made it almost obvious whose decree they were following, even without thinking.

No matter how curious he was, he dared not ask another question.

At the same time, in another part of the Western Flood's sky, amidst the clouds and mist, a massive black shadow rolled and undulated, occasionally revealing sharp dragon claws that seemed capable of tearing through the sky.

Beside this black shadow stood three figures in luxurious embroidered robes, with their hands clasped behind their backs.

The two older men in front were of advanced age, and although they didn't exude a robust aura, their entire beings emanated an undeniable nobility. One of them had previously warned the Western Dragon Palace.

Behind them stood a young man with a tall stature and a handsome face that exuded an imposing aura. Although he wore a similarly styled luxurious robe, he possessed an additional air of sharpness and vigor.

"This is the first time that Sect Leader Xue has left the Northern Flood. How do you feel?"

Upon hearing this, the young man casually scanned the waters and lands below and replied indifferently, "It's just for novelty, nothing much to it."

The two elders smiled silently. This young man had opened four cities, cultivated the immortal path, and even taken over a sacred land, gaining fame throughout the Four Floods. He indeed carried a bit of their youthful style, and his arrogance was understandable, especially since what he said was the truth.

Aside from the Northern Flood, the Eastern Flood still had some sights to see. As for the remaining two... they were truly places forgotten by the Immortals, not stirring even a shred of interest.

"Let it go for now. We have matters to attend to. After we bring back that Virtue Immortal, we will definitely come back to investigate the whereabouts of Sect Leader Situ. At that time, Sect Leader Xue can take a closer look and might find some amusement."

There wasn't much worry in their conversation.

Situ Junrui had definitely encountered some trouble, but it wouldn't be life-threatening. After all, even though he was one of the Sect Leaders of the Boundless Dao Emperor Sect with less profound foundations, his Earth Realm invincible strength was very real.

Even if he encountered a Heavenly Realm cultivator, with the Boundless Dao Emperor Palace's means, he could at least ensure his safety.

Those who truly had such strength wouldn't dare to act recklessly. The Boundless Dao Emperor Sect's reputation was like a towering mountain, capable of breaking the backs of these wild cultivators from the untamed regions.

...

Southern Flood, Nanyang Sacred Land.

After Shen Yi returned to the sect, he made his way to the summit hall.

Gazing at the three silent Spirit Rocks of the Hall Masters,

After the incident with Ke Laqi, Ke Shisan finally had the chance to meet his family. And the first one to arrive was none other than the Crown Prince himself.

He could hardly believe it. After consuming the Crown Prince and Qi Zhaoyi, he wondered what heights he could reach, perhaps even becoming a great demon on par with his grandfather!

Shen Yi didn't keep him waiting. He took out the two dragon corpses and transformed them into a river of blood, pouring it into Ke Shisan's body.

In this situation, every second counted. Each additional bit of improvement increased the chances of successfully killing the Southern Dragon King.

If something went wrong this time, all his efforts since leaving the Nanyang Holy Land would be in vain.

"Give me some strength," Shen Yi muttered to himself, feeling a tension he hadn't experienced in a long time.

After all, the gap between the middle and late stages of the Heaven Realm was enormous. Moreover, Qi Zhaoyi was a Yujiao Yinyinlong, and his bloodline would suffer significant losses. Even with the combined power of the two dragons, it might not be enough to help Ke Shisan cross this threshold.

Perhaps it was because these two dragon demons were the best in their respective realms, and both being the eldest, they inherited the purest bloodline.

The process was much smoother than Shen Yi had imagined.

As the river of blood poured into Ke Shisan's body, his body began to tremble uncontrollably. The golden scales faded, revealing a stone-like essence. As the stone skin peeled away, his appearance became less like the Yellow Plague Venom Dragon and more like the Five-Clawed True Dragon that Shen Yi envisioned.

The dense power of the bloodline emanated an enticing fragrance.

Ke Shisan's body began to swell, and even in his human form, he grew to over ten zhang tall. His shoulders broadened, resembling small mountains, and his imposing figure even surpassed that of his grandfather.

"Huff."

Shen Yi began to gather the Demon Origin and feed it into Ke Shisan's body, helping the Eastern Hall Patriarch stabilize his demon soul and gradually gain control over this new body, allowing him to better conceal his aura.

This was a trump card, and it was best to keep it hidden if possible.

Finally, Ke Shisan opened his eyes, and a terrifying brilliance filled his gaze.

He remained seated in a cross-legged position, and to onlookers, he seemed to carry a hint of the Southern Dragon King's aura.

Late Heaven Realm!

Shen Yi didn't rush with excitement but carefully observed him.

After a moment, he exhaled softly.

Although they were in the same realm, the Southern Dragon King's foundation was clearly much deeper. Even compared to Senior Ye, he was still inferior.

He still lacked stability.

After all, Shen Yi's goal wasn't to surpass that old Dragon King or suppress him but to kill him without causing a commotion and leaking the information.

"I'll have to come up with something myself," Shen Yi thought.

He gestured for Ke Shisan to transform back into a Spirit Rock and sit down again. Then, he sat on the meditation cushion in the center of the hall.

His current strength was equivalent to the middle stage of the Heaven Realm. However, both the Sacred Mountain Tranquil Sky Technique and the Supreme Nether Mansion were far superior to ordinary spells, so he was among the stronger cultivators in the middle stage. Still, he was far from the late stage.

To continue improving, he needed either a spell or an Immortal Technique.

The former required a large number of Spirit Rocks from Dao Fusion Realm demons to fill the Ten Thousand Demon Hall, and there wasn't a suitable opportunity at the moment, nor was there enough time.

"Immortal Technique..."

Shen Yi summoned the interface and his gaze fell on the Ten Thousand Tribulation Blood God Technique.

This was the incomplete introductory chapter that Yue Tianji obtained from the Boundless Dao Emperor Sect. To obtain the rest of the technique, he would have to go to Northern Flood.

"I don't have the time for that," Shen Yi sighed. After becoming the Nanyang Sect Master, he hadn't worried about techniques for a long time.

Now, he suddenly had to start practicing demon techniques again, and it felt somewhat unfamiliar.

The kind of torment engraved in his bones; just thinking about it made his skin crawl.

He extended his hand and condensed a Demon Magic Crystal.

This crystal, which only required a thousand years of Demon Life Span, was something Shen Yi hadn't dealt with in a long time.

But the demon soul that this crystal could awaken was far beyond what it used to be.

He lowered his gaze to his palm.

The hands stained with demon blood, even if only counting those from the Dao Fusion Realm and above, numbered in the double digits.

Adding the Hall Masters to the interface, he began.

[Year 1: You open the incomplete Ten Thousand Tribulation Blood God Great Law, casually swallow a Demon Magic Crystal, and the slumbering demon remnants begin to awaken...]



As a massive amount of Demon Life Span poured into him, countless demon roars echoed in Shen Yi's ears, and the gathered resentment nearly broke through the clouds!

(End of Chapter)

Chapter end