Please, Young Master, Slay the Demon!
Chapter 593 - 66: Missing One [Request for monthly tickets!]_1

Chapter 593: Chapter 66: Missing One [Request for monthly tickets!]_1

It was a towering peak that stood tall at the end of the desert, with its unusual peaks and enveloping clouds and fog, reminiscent of a fairyland.

Yet oddly, when viewed from a distance, one’s divine sense could not detect it, though the naked eye could clearly see it up close. In the dense forest, there were occasional roars of spirit beasts and resounding cries of white cranes, clearly a blessed immortal mountain beyond the mundane world.

Is there life here?

Chu Liang stared and was taken aback again.

It should be understood that the Mirror Sky Eight Diagrams’ void realm was unable to reflect living things. Besides Black Whale Mountain, where corpses were resurrected by people, there would be no other exceptions.

If life existed in this world, could it mean that he was not within the Mirror Sky Eight Diagrams at this moment, but had been transported to an unknown land?

At the top of the mountain peak, there was a faint Taoist temple. Chu Liang, filled with hesitation, thought about going forward to inquire for himself. Even if he were to communicate with the exotic beasts and spirit birds, he could still try to understand the situation better.

However, before he could move, a thunderous bang echoed.

Crack ——

A streak of purple-golden lightning split the sky, with the thick five-colored aura pouring down like a flood.

The lightning did not merely pass by, it truly tore open the sky! The nine suns, as if possessing spirituality, wisely retreated in the face of this sight.

The lightning, however, aimed directly at the Taoist temple.

A gust of wind roared, and from within the temple emerged a figure wearing a green Taoist robe, facing the enormous lightning that looked like divine punishment without a hint of retreating.

Although Chu Liang, distant as he was, couldn’t see the man’s face clearly, he could feel a sense of indifference resembling ancient times.

The man raised a sword, and slashed.

Whoosh--

A white sword aura, albeit unremarkable, sliced through the astonishing lightning. Not stopping there, it soared straight up into the sky. Accompanied by a clank, it cut a bigger hole in the sky.

He was slashing the sky with his sword!

Chu Liang watched the scene before him in astonishment, shocked without knowing what to think about.

The sky had completely turned into a pit of black abyss, partially revealing a giant standing on the cloud bank and a gigantic hand gripping a divine artifact.

This blade of his continued to tear through the sky, chopping off the giant’s hand at the wrist with a horrifying scream following. The hand clutching the divine artifact fell from the sky, as giant as a mountain peak.

Boom boom boom——

The sound and tremors resulting from a mountain falling from the sky is understandable. But this could not cover up the great war in the sky. Chu Liang noticed that the artifact held in that giant’s hand looked like an ancient Eight Diagrams Compass...

Before he could examine it more closely, a furious roar was heard from the sky, and an auspicious bronze pagoda suddenly descended from the heavens.

Upon seeing this, Chu Liang recognized it right away!

Demon Suppression Tower!

Although no disciple of Shu Mountain had seen the Demon Suppression Tower, no one could be ignorant of its appearance.

It was the divine artifact that Shu Mountain relied on during its glorious thousands of years.

But at this moment, it’s being used to suppress one man.

The figure in the Taoist robe remained fearless, his movements no different from before, as he again swung his sword.

Whoosh--

Another sword strike.

The sword aura pierced the sky, not targeting the tower but the giant behind it.

"Roar——"

As the sword aura reached the sky, a roar reminiscent of a wild beast echoed, loud enough to be heard throughout the Four Seas and Nine Continents if this were the mortal realm.

Chu Liang was blown away by the roar for over ten feet, landing straight on the ground.

In the face of such a high-level battle between heaven and earth, his strength was as insignificant as an insect, even getting close could be risky.

Following this roar, the bronze pagoda descending from the sky suddenly lost control as it plunged from the high altitude, smashing into the ground once more.

Boom--

The force of the fall was a hundred times greater than that of the giant hand, directly raising a huge sandstorm. Rolling yellow sand was rapidly approaching.

Chu Liang’s world went dark, and he lost consciousness.

...

Drums beat, firecrackers exploded, crimson flags fluttered, and a sea of people gathered.

Seven days flashed by, and after an anxious wait, the citizens of Yu City finally greeted the concluding Chapter of this session of the Immortal Sect Congress.

The battle in the Imperial City!

Even though ordinary people weren’t permitted to step foot into the Imperial City, they could still watch the battle under the Dragon Platform outside the city walls. Special cultivators would project the scenes of the battle for the spectators.

Unlike the fixed perspective within the Mirror Sky Eight Diagrams, each corridor was illuminated with light and shadow, allowing the audience to choose where to look.

Taverns and inns along the long street raised their prices tenfold, yet were still packed with people. Ladies twirled their red and green handkerchiefs, preparing to throw them from above to catch the attention of the young heroes.

The men held up large banners with names and encouraging slogans, with the disciples of Nanyin Square being the most enthusiastic.

Nanyin Square had rarely made it to the Imperial City battle over the years. Regardless of the results, they surely made an impressive show this time around.

An shout sounded in the distance as a procession of carriages and horses approached.

"The Penglai Upper Sect team has arrived!"

Riding to greet the Immortal Sect disciples entering the city upon the majestic pure white celestial horses dispatched from the Imperial City was Yang Shenlong. He crossed the long street, the first one riding into the city.

Of all the Immortal Sects in the mortal realm, it was no small feat to rank in the top ten. This ride through the city was an honor bestowed upon them.

"The team from Heavenly King Sect has arrived!"

Following closely behind was the procession from the Heavenly King Sect, with Feng Chaoyang high-spirited, his eyes gleaming as he scanned the surroundings. Any youngster arriving for such an event would be filled with passion and enthusiasm.

"The procession from the Endless Sword Sect has arrived!"

Unlike the previous two groups, the Endless Sword Sect’s procession was led by Li Shiyi riding alone. Three celestial horses followed, carrying the Dragon, Tiger, and Panther brothers of the Xu family. No one wanted to fall behind, so they rode alongside each other, each secretly trying to get ahead of his brothers.

In the ensuing hustle and bustle, they almost bumped into Li Shiyi’s horse.

The little girl on horseback covered her face with her hands, hoping that this embarrassing street parade would be over soon.

After this session of the Immortal Sect Congress, she never wanted to go out with these brothers again.

"The procession from Yunque Temple has arrived!"

Another shout resounded through the crowd.

Leading the Yunque Temple procession was Pu Shan. His fellow senior brothers were also present, but thanks to Pu Shan’s performance in the Hundred Sects Battle, where he single-handedly turned the tides and advanced, his fellow disciples elected him to be the first to appear.

Pu Shan appeared amiable and enthusiastically greeted the people below from his horse: "Everyone has arrived so early! Hey, kid, don’t climb that tree! Let me tell you, coming here this time is worth it..."

"The procession from Misty Mountain Imortal has arrived!"

Following the raucous monks from Yunque Temple was the more quiet procession from Misty Mountain Imortal. In contrast to the chatty monk, the team leader was quiet.

Not only he was silent.

His eyes were also closed.

Damn!" Second brother Situ Guanhai, noticing the surrounding people snickering, instantly guessed what had happened: "Eldest Senior Brother has fallen asleep on the horse again."

The following Heavenly Gang Sect also radiated warmth and genuine smiles.

The Tianshu Pavilion appeared relatively silent, and the disciples weren’t very well-known. Even the leading Ye Yongxing wasn’t recognized by many.

But right after them was the procession from Nanyin Square, which caused an uproar of welcoming cheers. The leading Iron Hammer was shaken by the thunderous applause and had to cover his ears.

Even after the long procession of horses had passed, children chased after them, hoping to absorb some of the spiritual energy of the Immortal Sect disciples.

After the children chasing the horses had gone, the crowd remained densely packed.

It first became gradually quieter and then filled with whispers.

The topic was the same.

"Isn’t there one missing?"

"Where is the procession from Shu Mountain?"