Please, Young Master, Slay the Demon!
Chapter 570 - 43: I Am Irreconcilable with the Underworld King Sect [Seeking Monthly Tickets!]_1

Chapter 570: Chapter 43: I Am Irreconcilable with the Underworld King Sect [Seeking Monthly Tickets!]_1

The evening breeze gently swept over Black Whale Mountain, and white waves chased the beach.

Having finally paused his barrage of Thunder-Fire Pills, Du Wuhen managed to lift the restriction within a 10-feet radius around him. The unexpected attack threatened to level Yanbo City in one night. Discovering that it’s Chu Liang from Shu Mountain who had invaded, he initially intended to directly besiege and eliminate him, thus eradicating all hope for Shu Mountain.

But unexpectedly, Yang Shenlong suddenly ordered all allies in the city to stand their ground and not act rashly.

Apparently, the brash youth from Fuyao Country wanted a solo duel with Chu Liang. Yang Shenlong, having previously rejected his appeal once, now accepted it.

As a result, he watched Hu Sanlang get defeated by Chu Liang.

It was clear to Du Wuhen that Chu Liang excelled in cultivation, Divine Skills, and use of Magic Artifacts compared to Hu Sanlang. Were it not for his regard for his unscathed reputation, he could have ended the fight much earlier.

Hu Sanlang died in indignation, vomiting several liters of blood; after that, Chu Liang decisively dealt with the remaining small fries of Fuyao Country and soon reached the street he was guarding.

Agitated, Du Wuhen thought that even if Yang Shenlong wouldn’t himself act, he should have joined forces with the people of Fuyao Country early on to potentially eliminate Shu Mountain and Taotie City.

But now, how could he bear such enormous pressure alone?

Yet, he could not do anything about it. Being at others’ mercy, he had to obey. After all, technically speaking, everyone in the city was their ally, but in more direct terms, they were mere ornaments of Penglai Upper Sect, and similarly, the Penglai could be considered as ornaments of Yang Shenlong.

Therefore, Yang Shenlong was the absolute authority in Yanbo City.

Upon entering the city, Du Wuhen had anticipated his days wouldn’t be easy. But there was no other choice.

Before this Immortal Sect Grand Meeting, Thunder Fortress was on a steady upward trajectory, while Shu Mountain’s performance deteriorated year by year. The vacant seat in the Nine Heavens seemed up for grabs, and Thunder Fortress was expected to claim it.

This particular meeting was arguably Thunder Fortress’s strongest year.

Who could have foreseen the unexpected turn of events that drove Du Wuhen to resort to this desperate and traitorous strategy?

And all credit for this goes to Chu Liang.

Du Wuhen projected all his resentment and anger onto Chu Liang. Had it not been for this shameless scoundrel eliminating his two brothers, how could he have ended up in this state?

Good that he’s here; it gives me an opportunity to settle the score with him!

Boom!

As soon as this thought formed in his mind, a fiery meteor flew overhead from the front, blasting right in front of him.

In the blink of an eye, the smoke dissipated, the flames subsided, and the figure of Chu Liang appeared. He collected a few Soul Crystals from Fuyao Country like sweeping fallen leaves, and rushed over here without a moment’s delay.

"Young Hero Du, so you have also joined...became allies with Penglai." Chu Liang’s tone held a hint of surprise upon seeing Du Wuhen.

He hadn’t expected this situation.

It is one thing for Taotie City to conspire with Penglai Upper Sect, but Du Wuhen, you have also joined Penglai.

Seeing Chu Liang’s incredulous gaze, Du Wuhen’s anger intensified. Does my presence here surprise you so much? Isn’t it all your fault?

"Enough talk." Du Wuhen gestured dismissively, "Today is the day when either Shu Mountain gets expelled from the Nine Heavens, or my Thunder Fortress ascends. It all depends on the outcome of our fight!"

Chu Liang frowned, "Your two options aren’t valid though, are they?"

"No more nonsense, let’s fight to the death!" As Du Wuhen spoke, he summoned his giant sickle and his killing aura instantly soared.

"Since you are the eldest disciple of Thunder Fortress, and your master is my sworn brother..." Facing his fighting spirit, Chu Liang remained calm, "It wouldn’t be too much to call you nephew, would it?"

Due to his relationship with Xu Baishan, he still held some politeness towards Thunder Fortress.

"I advise you, Thunder Fortress has only you left as its sole heir now, do not obstruct my path."

Boom——

Du Wuhen responded to Chu Liang with a lethal attack, a huge sickle slashing a moon arc in the air, a stroke of the arc transforming into countless birds in the blink of an eye, all swooping towards Chu Liang!

...

A burst of flying birds startle the mountains and forests, scattering across the horizon.

On the Soul Flame Island in the Western Sea, dark purple magma flows everywhere, converging into a deep pool at a volcano’s crater, displaying a color of destruction.

This dark purple magma shows no trace of heat from the outside, it seems ordinary, but unfamiliar birds and beasts that come in contact with it would perish instantly in the magma, quickly swallowed up. The magma seems to compete to devour everything alive.

But in the magma pool within the volcano crater, lies a huge shadow soaking within.

At the edge of the pool, a black-robed cultivator with features of a middle-aged man sits with his knees curled up. By his looks, he was indistinguishable from Immortal Yuan Lu who had stirred up a storm in the Void Realm moments ago.

He suddenly opened his eyes.

The magma in front of him suddenly started to boil, a sphere steeped in black and flaming erupted from within, rolling a bit to expose a divine light.

It looked like an eyeball!

"It failed..." Immortal Yuan Lu said in a low voice.

"I did all I could, considering I have not yet regained my peak strength." As the magma boiled, a voice echoed slowly from the bottom, "To even block the master of the Mirror Sky Eight Diagrams for a moment, is already the best I could do."

"It is not about the Nightmare Demon King, but about the individuals in the Void Realm who were able to destroy the Black Demon Whale and my Dharma body." The tone of Immortal Yuan Lu was calm but filled with anger.

From his reference, the existence at the bottom of the magma was indeed the Nightmare Demon King who had slumbered for thousands of years in the Dream Abyss!

"Those disciples from the Immortal Sect?" The voice from the bottom of the magma resounded like a rumbling thunder.

"No..." Immortal Yuan Lu was somewhat unwilling, "It’s someone from the Underworld King Sect."

The Nightmare Demon King had narrowly escaped a catastrophe in the past thanks to its exceptional divine skills after suffering a near-devastating blow, to recuperate its vitality in the Dream Abyss.

With the passing of thousands of years, it had managed to restore part of its cultivation, but the severe injury had not fully recovered. Although it had awoken, it still needed to find a place to repair its soul body.

Soul Flame Island in the Western Sea was such a place.

The flowing magma here, while devouring life, also contains strong spirituality accumulated since ancient times, serving as a medicinal bath for the Nightmare Demon King.

But as Soul Flame Island had always been under the control of Western Sea Demon Sect, the Demonic Clan did not have enough power to seize it. It was through the remains of the Qingqiu Demon King that the two parties had this collaboration.

The Western Sea Demon Sect lent the Soul Flame Island to the Nightmare Demon King to recuperate, and the Nightmare Demon King helped Immortal Yuan Lu attempt to seize the Mirror Sky Eight Diagrams.

The Demonic Clan has been entrenched in the Far West Land, and a considerable part of the Western Sea serves as a buffer between the Far West and the Nine States. The Demon Sect, unlike the strict discipline of the past prim ministers, has always cooperated with the Demonic Clan. When the Western Sea Demon Sect was purged by the Orthodox Immortal Sects of the Nine States in those years, the Demonic Clan sheltered many fleeing demonic cultivators, thus allowing it to survive by the skin of its teeth.

This cooperation could significantly weaken the power of the Orthodox Immortal Sects in the Nine States, allow the Nightmare Demon King to repair itself, and strengthen their ally, the Western Sea Demon Sect. It was a case of killing three birds with one stone.

Unfortunately, the plan failed in an unexpected place.

"The Purple Gold Marquis from the Underworld King Sect feigned cooperation with me, but it was his people who sabotaged my plan. If not for that, could those disciples of the Immortal Sect have stopped me?" Immortal Yuan Lu gazed at the high sky, "Even though he deliberately put on a weird color, I could still recognize that the one who destroyed the Black Demon Whale was the Purple Gold Marquis’s Flying Boat. He even gave that thing to that person, it’s clear that it was premeditated!"

"Underworld King Sect..." as Immortal Yuan Lu spoke more, he became angrier, "Normally even with our disputes, I generally maintained superficial politeness, thinking it tough for the Demon Sects of the Mortal Realm to survive, even if they were arrogant, I never openly opposed them."

"But starting today, my Western Sea Demon Sect and the Underworld King Sect are irreconcilable!"

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