Super Invincible Immortal Doctor
Chapter 1086: Uninvited Guest

Chapter 1086: Chapter 1086: Uninvited Guest

"My lord, are you all right?"

The Empress of Liuli hurried to Shuten-dōji’s side, asking with concern.

"Scram!"

Gone was the genteel and easygoing demeanor he had shown at their first meeting. In a fit of rage, Shuten-dōji flung the Empress of Liuli away with a wave of his hand, clearly showing he held no regard for her, despite her high standing in the Liuli Country.

Chiyomiko frowned slightly as she watched the scene unfold. Although she had completely lost faith in the Liuli royal family, there was still a hundred-year-old bond between the Shrine and the Liuli royalty.

The Empress of Liuli picked herself up, somewhat disheveled, but seemed utterly unconcerned with Shuten-dōji’s action and her own injuries. She quickly approached again, saying, "My lord, please do not be angry. It must be some despicable trick used by that Xia Country boy, otherwise how could he possibly injure you?"

"Despicable?"

Shuten-dōji’s gaze fell once more on the golden characters, and the next moment a strong backlash came directly at him, causing Shuten-dōji to spit out another mouthful of blood.

Shuten-dōji had no choice but to avert his eyes, daring no longer to let his gaze linger on the golden characters.

Any previous discontent and doubt had vanished in the face of the backlash from the golden characters. Having experienced the golden characters’ retaliation firsthand, Shuten-dōji knew all too well that, if the characters were conscious, they could easily suppress him without effort!

Yet these words seemed not to be under Su Chengyu’s control. They merely protected his side, preventing others from getting close.

Even so, Shuten-dōji’s rash actions still resulted in a severe backlash.

Shuten-dōji’s outward appearance may have seemed a little disheveled, but the damage to his Primordial Spirit was severe. His Ninth-rank Demon Lord strength couldn’t even be half-deployed.

"Shuten-dōji, it’s time to end this,"

Chiyomiko had also sensed this and slowly started to approach the throne.

Upon witnessing this, the Empress of Liuli immediately frowned and stood in front of Shuten-dōji: "Chiyomiko! Are you really determined to be so deluded and betray our Liuli Country?"

"Your Majesty, the truly deluded person is you,"

Chiyomiko felt more pity than anything else for the Empress of Liuli.

Understanding that the other party had no choice but to become a Demon Man, Chiyomiko’s feelings toward her grew more complex.

The Empress of Liuli let out a cold laugh: "Do you think that by clinging to the Demon Slayer Department you can save the Liuli Country? Even a hundred years ago, when Xia Country supported Liuli, they still ignored the Empress Dowager’s injuries, leaving them to heal or worsen on their own. And today’s Demon Slayer Department is even less reliable than back then! What you are doing is like seeking the tiger’s skin!"

Chiyomiko didn’t speak, but turned to look at Su Chengyu and then at the Dragon Slayer Sword.

"Perhaps the Demon Slayer Department cannot be the life-saving straw for Liuli Country, but I believe this person can."

If that person can, then his heir, certainly can too!

"Is that so?"

Shuten-dōji slowly emerged from behind the throne once again. He glanced at Su Chengyu and quickly averted his eyes, not daring to linger on the golden characters again. Then, with a cold sneer, he looked towards Chiyomiko.

"This fellow truly exceeded my expectations. Today, I probably won’t be able to kill him. But just because he may not die, do you really think you can live?"

Shuten-dōji took a few deep swigs from the gourd at his waist, and his complexion eased slightly.

A Ninth-rank Demon Lord, just a step away from becoming a Demon God. Even with only half his strength, he was confident he could kill Chiyomiko first. It might not change the overall situation, but at least it would alleviate the hatred in his heart!

"The Liuli Country you are hoping for, I’m afraid you won’t be able to see it,"

The moment his words fell, Shuten-dōji suddenly made his move. The little Demon Qi he had left formed into a sky full of snake shadows, surging toward Chiyomiko.

Chiyomiko’s eyebrows knitted together tightly as all the Imperial Currency flew out at once.

However, even facing an severely injured Shuten-dōji, the barrier laid by Chiyomiko was being violently eroded, leaving her with scarcely any vital force in the blink of an eye.

Just as Chiyomiko thought all was lost, a piercing sword light flew in from outside the Golden Palace.

The speeding sword light took Shuten-dōji by surprise with no time to react. A Peach Wood Sword broke through the myriad snake shadows and instantly pierced Shuten-dōji’s heart.

Pfft!

"Who’s there!"

Shuten-dōji’s expression turned excited as he spoke, watching the doorway in disbelief.

The sound of the previous sword slash might not have been loud, but the sudden might that accompanied it was enough to prove that the other’s strength was definitely not beneath his!

As Shuten-dōji’s voice faded, a man slowly appeared in front of the great hall, and after entering, his gaze briefly passed over Su Chengyu before instinctively averting his eyes, no longer lingering on him.

After looking around, the man seemed to have identified the strongest person present and turned to Shuten-dōji, "What’s happening here?"

"It’s for this Demon Monarch to ask..."

Ding!

The Flying Sword skimmed past Shuten-dōji’s head again before he could finish speaking, freezing him on the spot.

Shuten-dōji hadn’t even noticed the previous sword strike from start to finish.

It was only now that Shuten-dōji realized that this man who had appeared so suddenly was very strong, even stronger than his own peak condition!

A Land Immortal?

No, that’s not right!

After briefly pondering, he immediately dismissed this frightening conjecture.

Shuten-dōji’s father, the Yamata no Orochi, was one of the few Demon Gods in existence. Although the man’s presence was oppressive, Shuten-dōji was sure that he had not stepped into the Deity Realm.

Chiyomiko, also sensing the extraordinariness of the newcomer, promptly reported everything that had happened in the hall.

Facing such a strong opponent, Chiyomiko knew that full disclosure was the best approach.

"A Demon Man brings disaster to the country, I see."

The Empress of Liuli, displeased, spoke, "What business do you have with the affairs of Liuli Country?"

Upon hearing this, Shuten-dōji frowned but before he could speak,

Another Peach Wood Flying Sword came at him, piercing the heart in one strike, and with it, the Empress of Liuli’s vital force and Primordial Spirit were extinguished in an instant.

The Empress of Liuli perished on the spot, making Chiyomiko beside her inhale sharply.

Intimidated by the other’s strength, Shuten-dōji did not act rashly and, after contemplating, spoke softly, "My father is the Demon God, Yamata no Orochi. If you would spare me, I shall repay you greatly in the future!"

At his peak, Shuten-dōji would have dared to fight the other, but now he was acutely aware that he was no match for the man before him.

"Demons may live, but those who bring harm to others deserve death."

The instant the man’s words fell, Shuten-dōji, sensing danger, immediately threw the wine gourd from his waist and turned to flee the place.

But the man’s movements were quicker, releasing three Peach Wood Swords simultaneously, blocking Shuten-dōji’s escape.

In the moment when Shuten-dōji’s figure came to a halt, the sound of thunder roared, piercing the heavens and earth directly!

"The Nine Heavens Thunder Summoning Technique?"

Chiyomiko was utterly shocked at witnessing this world-renowned Thunder Technique. Looking at the young man, a realization struck her, and she immediately knelt before him.

"Are you that person from Mount Longhu..."

"I am called Long Xuan."

Long Xuan said nonchalantly, then lifted his hand to collect all of Shuten-dōji’s inheritance before his gaze shifted slightly to Su Chengyu, the one who had triggered the celestial phenomenon that had even caught his interest.

"Who is he?"