Claiming the Throne of Gods, Starting from the Rebirth of Nezha
Chapter 87 Demon Lord Bai Mushuang

Chapter 87: Chapter 87 Demon Lord Bai Mushuang

Immortals, neither sleep nor eat.

Even though Nezha’s cultivation is only at the God Absorption Realm, when his body is filled with Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi, he can also replace eating and sleeping with meditation.

When Nezha first entered the God Absorption Realm, he tried this; for approximately three days, he neither ate nor slept. Initially, he felt a bit sleepy and hungry, but by the second day, once his body began to adapt, he gradually got used to this feeling.

This involves the law of energy conservation; since the minor internal cycle connected with the major cycle of the world, sustaining life shifted from taking in water and food from outside to absorbing the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi into the body to maintain bodily consumption.

Since it was okay not to eat, Nezha felt more like a plant capable of photosynthesis.

However, even so, the vast majority of cultivators still need to eat, and not just eat, but also drink, because even those capable of cultivation still have desires for food and drink.

Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi.

This Primordial Qi exists everywhere in the world, although it is sparse in some places and abundant in others. Where there is an outstanding person and a spirit of the land, that is what’s called a Cave Heaven Blessed Land.

With the support of Primordial Qi, even if there is no need to comprehend the profound marks that constitute the essence of the world, cultivators can still perform Mysterious Divine Powers that seem incredible to ordinary people, using Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi to wield the Supreme Magical Devices left by their predecessors.

Yet, it was only now that Nezha realized that this palace did not contain even a trace of Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi. Even if a cultivator came here, they could only expend the Primordial Qi stored in their Qi Sea and could no longer draw any more.

At this moment, if there were no other methods, they could only compete to see whose Qi Sea was larger and whose stored Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi was more.

Nezha looked up at the tall and thin figure in front of him and asked, "Who are you, and why are you trapped here?"

The man smiled and said, "Is who I am that important?"

Nezha arched an eyebrow slightly; if he didn’t feel that he might really lose the fight, he would have kicked the other party in the butt already.

Driven by the spirit of respecting the elderly and loving the young, he thought since the other party had lived for at least a thousand years, he should be respected, so he suppressed his anger and said, "You suddenly came out from that corner, I need to know who I am talking to."

"About who I am, that’s a long story."

Maintaining a distance of several tens of feet from the man, Nezha lowered the treasure sword he was holding high, thinking to himself that he didn’t mind listening to some stories while he was idle here.

"My name is Lan Yue."

Nezha thought you don’t seem very playful; he rubbed his head and asked, "And then?"

Lan Yue said, "A thousand years ago, I once served the Iron Emperor Bai Mushuang."

He let out a carefree smile, and even the skull-like face, devoid of all flesh, somehow gave off a sunny and clean impression when he smiled.

"North of the Central Earth Divine Continent lies an Ice Sea, in Beihai there is a city known as Refusing Demon City. During the era of the Ancient Saint Emperor, the Human Clan used this city as a boundary to resist the invasion of the Demon Race from Beihai. However, contrary to what the rest of the world might think, under Chengtang’s rule in Refusing Demon City, and even among Chengtang’s army resisting the great armies of the North Sea’s Demon Race, nearly one-third of the soldiers and civilians were actually from the Demon Race.

And I was born in Refusing Demon City, a common person from a branch of the North Sea’s Flame Demon clan, because my parents heard that the ancestral land of the Flame Demon clan had a lake where the moon’s reflection in the waters was an unusual shade of blue, thus they named me Lan Yue."

Upon seeing people and beginning to speak, Deng Chanyu was no longer afraid.

Lan Yue might have looked strange, but there were actually not a few in her father’s army who looked even more ferocious, ugly, and odd. According to the officer in charge of supply in the army, these soldiers all had very diluted bloodlines of the Demon Race.

Despite their ugly appearances, they often possessed innate divine strength and unique abilities, and lived together with ordinary civilians under Chengtang’s rule; after a long time, everyone thought nothing of it.

She interjected, "When I was a child, the elders in my clan told stories, one about the Demon Lord... Iron Emperor Bai Mushuang who was also born in Refusing Demon City, and was from a branch of the North Sea’s Flame Demon clan."

"It’s surprising that after a thousand years, there are still young people who know of him."

Lan Yue laughed briefly, then continued, "The rise of the Flame Demon clan was due to Bai Mushuang, and perhaps its fall too. Yet, to be of the same clan, even the same lineage as such a person, is truly an honor.

Bai Mushuang was born thousands of years before me. I heard from the elders that unlike me, Bai Mushuang’s mother was a human who died during a difficult childbirth, ten days after his birth his father died of a sudden illness, and the grandparents who had taken care of him all died unexpectedly when he became an adult, the type often referred to in human stories as a cursed solitary star.

Hence, unlike me, all his kinsmen shunned him, forcing him to lead a life not even akin to that of an ordinary citizen within Refusing Demon City, and bearing a face the common people of the Central Plains would scorn and fear, he left Refusing Demon City at a young age and traveled through this great land of the Central Plains.

The lifespan of the Flame Demon clan is not longer than that of humans. By the age of forty, Bai Mushuang, now middle-aged, had not yet started on the path of cultivation, yet he had grown up amidst countless instances of unprovoked disdain and loathing due to his extraordinary resilience and will.

At forty-five, the always detached Bai Mushuang finally decided to seek the Dao in the West Sea; one ordinary morning, he boarded a flat boat alone to enter the sea, and it’s unknown whose disciple he became. When he returned to Refusing Demon City, it was already three hundred years later.

By then, all his family and friends in the clan had died out. With his powerful mana, he impressed the General of Refusing Demon City who recommended his name to the Emperor, getting him a title of General. He often charged into the heart of battle, establishing remarkable military merits.

Five years later, during a banquet, after getting drunk he wildly killed the entire family of the General who had shown him kindness. After that incident, he fled northward out of the city, and his whereabouts became unknown for a time.

Only eight hundred years later did a Demon King emerge in Beihai, named Bai Mushuang, who unified the five tribes and proclaimed himself king. Leading the great armies of the Demon Race, he captured Refusing Demon City and pressed on until reaching the region near Sanshan Pass, nearly splitting the world with the Human Clan. Afterwards, you all should know his story.

As for me, I am merely one of the younger generation in the North Sea’s Flame Demon clan who revered Bai Mushuang. Traveled all the way to serve His Majesty Iron Emperor at Sanshan Pass.

After His Majesty’s first failed attempt to breach the Saint Realm, there were numerous sounds of ridicule and sarcasm throughout the world, little did they know that His Majesty had already secretly found a Purple Cloud Divine Wood that had survived for hundreds of millions of years underground. Subsequently, he raided the arsena...

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