Dao Equaling the Heavens
Chapter 196 - 147 Saint Heir of the Devil Clan, After the Devil Emperor_3

Chapter 196: Chapter 147 Saint Heir of the Devil Clan, After the Devil Emperor_3

"Why has finding a secret realm taken so long?"

"Dereliction in duty, they shall be strictly punished upon their return."

"There’s no need for that, the protector can forgive them this time, can the heavens lack faults, and the demons have none?"

A deep, magnetic voice resonated as the door slowly opened, and a pale-faced man emerged.

Wearing a white jade crown with purple gold trims on his head and a cyan and white Hundred Butterfly Robe, his face was as bright as the moon, and his appearance as clear as water, his eyes like autumn waves.

From a distance, he appeared as a man, but upon closer observation, the delicateness of a woman was evident, making even the finest brocades and satins look no more than dead leaves.

He bent down to pick up a fallen leaf and smiled radiantly, "Protector, do you still remember the patterns of the grass and trees in Qingqiu?"

"Although a thousand years have passed, I dare not forget."

Guardian Yang was momentarily stunned, then bowed slightly, expressing sorrow, "One day, you shall return to Qingqiu, set things right, and ascend to the throne. The criminal will eventually die."

A thousand years ago, there was great turmoil in Qingqiu, initiated by the son of the previous Demon Emperor, who was the uncle of the current Demon Emperor.

The royal family fought among themselves, the collateral branches each waged their own battles, ultimately, the Demon Emperor was killed, and a new emperor ascended. The only surviving heir of the old royal family, with the elders’ protection, fled from Qingqiu.

Since then, rumors had persisted within the Fox Clan about the rightful ruler of Tushan being scattered among the common folk; the Qingqiu royal court had persistently been investigating.

The young man before him was the last descendant of the previous Tushan Demon Emperor, the sole survivor of the former Tushan royal family, the legitimate ruler of Tushan.

"Why bring up these matters again? Have I not said not to dwell on them?"

Hu Yuan stepped forward with a concerned expression, resembling a wise ruler who extremely sympathized with his subordinates.

"Protector, I am now Hu Yuan, a clansman of the Hu family from the Sky Fox lineage, having long since changed my name and surname."

Guardian Yang bowed and said, "The Hu family is not worthy of Your Majesty’s nobility; they are merely slaves concealing your identity. It is already their honor to take the Hu surname."

"This change in surname allowed the Hu family to avoid royal scrutiny by executing their legitimate son; how can we be ungrateful?"

Hu Yuan’s tone became slightly stern, carrying a hint of reprimand.

Now, he was no longer the son of a Demon Emperor, surviving merely by relying on his late father’s subordinates and the time-honored legitimate name. Relying solely on his demonic nature was the only way, and following the old rules rigidly was harmful and unnecessary.

Besides, his uncle was exceptionally brutal, and the more virtuous he appeared, the more he could draw people’s hearts.

Guardian Yang quickly bowed his head, apologizing, "It was my short-sightedness."

"It’s alright, you meant no harm. Just make sure not to speak of it outside."

Hu Yuan looked up at the sky, where the murky aura obscured everything, making everything in the Immortal Land unpredictable.

"Once we obtain an Earth Core Crystal, we shall leave. We cannot get too involved with the Immortality Pill, or disaster might ensue."

"In this chaotic battle, Your Highness might obtain a piece of the Immortality Pill." Greed flickered in Guardian Yang’s eyes. Although he only possessed the strength of a Demon King, he dared to aim for something even Demi Immortals feared to confront directly.

He wasn’t sure whether it was his usual nature or the lure of the situation.

"Enough, my mind is made up."

Hu Yuan shook his head decisively, "The elders expended their last breath finding the Fox Fairy inheritance for me. You and I are merely at the level of Demon Kings, and I have exhausted my cultivation to rebuild the Sacred Body. We must be exceedingly cautious."

If it were not truly impossible to find suitable natural treasures to replenish and rebuild his physique, Hu Yuan would never venture into the realm of the Human Race.

Seeing that Guardian Yang still bowed his head as if harboring thoughts, Hu Yuan reluctantly revealed some underlying reassurance, saying, "I have already cultivated the Sacred Body, merely waiting to lie dormant for a thousand years before reclaiming Qingqiu, which is imminent."

Guardian Yang was tremendously moved, dropping to his knees, and said excitedly, "Heaven bless Your Highness! Heaven bless Tushan!"

One of the Thirty-Six Immortal Skills, Taiyin Skill.

For tens of thousands of years, no one in the Devil Clan had managed to fully cultivate it, not even the current Tushan Demon Emperor, who had only mastered the first three levels of the Taiyin Skill.

Hu Yuan looked at the falling leaves with a slight pride in his posture, not taking much pride, feeling only melancholy.

"If Heaven were to bless Tushan, my father would not have died in the rebellion a thousand years ago. Power firmly establishes destiny, and I will naturally take up the mantle. It’s only a pity that your father, my teacher, won’t live to see that day."

Lie dormant for a thousand years, deftly avoid enemies, then enter the Immortal Land to claim the Demon Emperor’s inheritance. To reach this step today, they had sacrificed far too much.

Now, no one can block my path to invincibility! Just wait until the day when Taiyin is full, and with my wishes, I will dye the skies.

Hu Yuan stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze resolute, when suddenly a black shadow swept over his head and with a thunderous crash, shattered the dwelling he resided in.

"Your.... High.... ness....."

The Tiger Leader collapsed amidst the ruins, his body completely twisted, his limbs forcefully broken by immense strength, and his white bones breaking through the skin.

An ordinary-looking black-haired man stood over him with a sword, pressing down slightly on his still intact torso, causing him to spit blood profusely.

"Have you vomited all the human blood in your belly?"