Please, Young Master, Slay the Demon!
Chapter 472 - 51 - To Tianyuan【Vote for the monthly ticket!】_1

Chapter 472: Chapter 51 - To Tianyuan【Vote for the monthly ticket!】_1

"Dreamland for three thousand years..."

"Seas turned into mulberry fields..."

A severe earthquake ruptured the mountains and rivers, causing the collapse of heaven and earth. The Shangri-la-like Dream Fairy Country could not escape disaster. People scrambled towards the sacred mountain, for if there was any place that could withstand this disaster, it might be this mountain.

In the distance, the Demon Mountain, in the midst of this tremendous shaking, spewed out torrents of dark fog, swallowing half of the Dream Fairy Country in a blink of an eye.

Within the fog, a crimson silhouette seemed to be forming.

No one from the era three thousand years ago had seen the real Nightmare Demon King. Some legends say that all Nightmare Demons were created by it through divine skills, with the entire clan being its puppets; some say that the real body of the Nightmare Demon King existed in the Void Realm, and only a projection was present in reality.

Throughout these three thousand years of its parasitizing in the dreamland, countless warriors from Dream Fairy Country had tried to find the root of the Nightmare Beast, but they had never found any trace of the Nightmare Demon King within that Demon Mountain.

It seemed to be truly intangible.

Whiz--

Suddenly, a blood-red arc shone within the crimson silhouette! The Blood Moon?

No....

It’s the Nightmare Demon King’s eye!

This demon has awakened after all, and the Blood Moon that has plagued this world for thousands of years, it turns out to be its eye!

Under the already collapsing top-level dreamland, a huge block of ice emerged after the main hall collapsed.

Lying within the ice, Gu Qingyuan’s silhouette could be faintly seen. He was holding his hands tight against the bottom, under which shockingly, was another Blood Moon.

With the blooming of the Blood Moon from the underlying dreamland, the Blood Moon here too burst into dazzling light. The seal could no longer suppress its glory!

Boom--

The black fog churned, the reflections of a pair of Blood Moon arcs illuminated the landscape, three layers of dreams instantly shattered and connected. An exceedingly huge silhouette stood up from the black fog, truly reaching heaven and earth!

Facing this huge silhouette, the Nine-tailed Celestial Fox shouted, "Awaken!"

Whiz Whiz—

Two beams of light directly shot into the high sky, breaking the clouds and stirring the stars, disturbing the peace of the Heavenly Palace!

The immense Sha assembled over those three thousand years was like a sharp blade shining all over the world. Nearly all the cultivators of the Eighth Realm in the Nine States Land felt this sharp aura.

After all the shattering had ended, only this black fog remained above the surging Cloud Sea of the Dream Abyss. The crimson silhouette and those two Blood Moon arcs in the fog formed an enormously terrifying shadow.

Even the Nine-tailed Celestial Fox seemed formidable before it. The body of the Nine-tailed Celestial Fox once filled a dreamland, but this black fog was connected from three dreamlands.

Gu Qingyuan’s physical body was too close to the Blood Moon and instantly disintegrated. Despite him already being a formidable Seventh Realm cultivator, he still had little room for resistance.

The moment his physical body was annihilated, his Primordial Spirit also weakened. Ji Lianhua tightly clutched his hand as if never wanting to leave her lover in this drastically changing world.

After thirty years they finally reunited, and there was nothing more that could separate them.

The others who had been at the scene, watching this upheaval, were somewhat stunned. Everything happened in the blink of an eye. They didn’t even have time to escape. They could only watch, left with an indescribable sense of awe after everything unfolded. How many times can one see such a change in the world in a lifetime?

Only Yan Qihu knew nothing about what happened.

He was still bathed in Cai Yi’s glow, tirelessly throwing punches and kicks. He seemed to be engrossed in seeing something in the illusion, nevertheless, he appeared spirited as he fought.

Among all present, he was the only one not terrified by the awakening of the Nightmare Demon King.

...

In hindsight, Wei Lang’s earlier message now seemed somewhat redundant.

But just that moment’s prior notice played some role. At least the first to arrive was a powerful figure from Confucianism.

"What demonic creature dares..."

At the bellow, the half sky was filled with golden light.

A slowly emerging figure seemed to be a projection from afar.

Scholar’s Academy itself did not have an Eighth Realm cultivator, but all great Confucian scholars are listed in the Scholar’s Academy, hence, their connection was close naturally. The quickest one to arrive at this moment was the Deputy Mountain Chief of Ascending Dragon Academy, Shentu Yang.

It has always been said in Ascending Dragon Academy that the Academy Chief has the most knowledge, while the Deputy Academy Chief is the most formidable fighter.

Shentu Yang, a great Confucian scholar, had a reputation from his debut, till the present, related to fighting. For example, in his youth, he once debated and subsequently beat someone in anger, in his middle age, he debated and subsequently beat someone in anger, in his old age, he debated and subsequently beat someone in anger... He had never lost an argument in his life.

The figure that came across the sky had long black hair, wore a high crown and broad belt, boasting an imposing and righteous appearance.

Facing two towering Great Demon Kings wreathed in monstrous flames, the Deputy Mountain Chief didn’t show any fear and employed a suppression technique like a mountain.

With a flip of his palm, two peaks in the vicinity immediately ascended from the Zhennan Region’s Mountain. From the sky, they descended, bearing down on the Fox Demon King and the Nightmare Demon King!

Yes, the dao that Shentu Yang grasped at the Eighth Realm didn’t have anything to do with Confucianism. He was in control of the latter part of the earth’s dao.

He could lift mountains with the mere wave of his hand!

A casual mountain peak would not make an Eighth Realm Giant Demon cautious, but when Shentu Yang made his move, it was different. If they were suppressed by this mountain peak, they probably would not escape for at least five centuries.

The Nightmare Demon King had just awakened and was not even at his full strength yet, but Cai Yi was not easy to deal with.

The Nine-tailed Celestial Fox Spirit appeared out of thin air and stirred up the black fog next to her. The sky blossomed like a firework, transforming into thousands of rays that radiated from the center and exploded in all directions.

She intended to escape from here!

As she fled, the two peaks fell on thin air due to her escape.

Even for Shentu Yang, it was difficult to determine which of these rays was the real Fox Demon King, so he could only raise his hand to bring forth numerous sharp rocks, moving like rain from the ground to the sky, attempting to intercept all of the rays.

But in the end, he still couldn’t keep up with the fleeing rays of light.

Just when everyone thought that the two Demon Kings would escape without any cost, a breathtaking sword intent arrived from the distant sky.

Boom——

A massive sword aura, bringing with it the mighty oppression of heaven and earth, descended from the sky!

It landed right at the end of an inconspicuously trailing ray.

Whiz——

Blood splattered in an instant. A white fox tail fell from the sky and heavily crashed into the shattered earth.

"Regent Leader!" Cai Yi’s voice drifted from the distant sky, "I will never forget my grudge of having my tail severed!"

"I look forward to waiting for your revenge here," replied an old, depose voice following the sword aura.

In Nine States Land, apart from the Confucianism Tianyuan who received the news first, the next one to arrive was the Regent Leader of Yu Dynasty. His responsibility and cultivation level were far above the rest.

The sword aura from just now naturally came from the dao that the Regent Leader was in control of, the Cosmic!

It severed a part of the Nine-tailed Celestial Fox’s tail from a thousand miles away.

For an Eighth Realm player bent on escaping, even having a divine artifact at hand doesn’t ensure their capture. Especially given their haste to reach the scene, being able to injure them was already quite an achievement.

In an instant, the figure of Qi Yingxuan, the Regent Leader, appeared in mid-air. He nodded slightly at Shentu Yang in front: "I didn’t expect the Deputy Mountain Chief to arrive before me."

"Hmph," Shentu Yang snorted coldly, "I only regret not having captured those two Demonic Creatures."

He didn’t even look at the Regent Leader.

In Yu Capital City, between Ascending Dragon Academy, Chonglou Temple, Regent Residence, and the Imperial Court, there were subtle conflicts. It’s impossible to avoid power struggles wherever people gather, let alone at the center of Nine States.

In recent years, the Regent Residence had been powerful and persisted in pitting the Ascending Dragon Academy and Chonglou Temple against each other, so their relationship was not good.

While others might try to maintain the illusion of harmony, Shentu Yang didn’t care one bit.

The Deputy Mountain Chief had spent his whole life studying, but he never played politics.

...

Just when the fierce battle abruptly ceased here, ending somewhat anticlimatically.

Chu Liang had already arrived in an unknown place.

For Master Wen Yuan, locating Shu Mountain using the Shattered Void Jade Talisman was not difficult. But that way, the Jade Talisman would be traceable. That would be fine against weaker enemies, but if the enemy was of the Eighth Realm,

If there’s a trace to follow, it would mean the enemy could easily intercept.

Hence, only a randomly teleporting Jade Talisman would be the safest.

Upon landing, Chu Liang didn’t have time to observe his surroundings, he first looked at the palm of his hand.

There lay a Golden Butterfly Baby.