The First Demon of the Chan Sect
Chapter 150 - 150 96 God of Slaughter Reappears

150: Chapter 96 “God of Slaughter” Reappears 150: Chapter 96 “God of Slaughter” Reappears East Kunlun Mountain.

Li Qingming, who was meditating, suddenly felt his communication stone in the storage space emitting bursts of clear light.

His Primordial Spirit swept over it, and the communication stone from Void Barber appeared in his palm.

“Oh?

Di Jun!” Li Qingming folded up the communication stone, his expression slightly moved, and thought to himself, “This Di Jun does not visit the Three Treasures Hall without good reason!

I hope it is not some troublesome matter!”

With that thought, he stood up.

In front of Li Qingming, a spatial crack abruptly appeared, and with one step, Li Qingming instantly vanished without a trace.

At the same time, Primordial Venerable, who was meditating with closed eyes in the Three Pure Ones Hall, suddenly opened his eyes and said, “This little rascal, where has he run off to again!”

Tongtian chuckled lightly and said, “Second Brother, from the look of it, this Qingmingzi is still and contemplating dynamics!

He might be thinking about someone’s Spirit Root and Spiritual Treasure again!”

“Each has their own destiny; let him be,” Laozi, sitting upright in the center, spoke simply as his long eyebrows quivered, and his plain Daoist robe fluttered without wind.

“Yes!” Primordial and Tongtian exchanged glances and continued to roam the Heavenly Dao.

…

South Sea Bamboo Island.

“Qingming Fellow Daoist!” Di Jun, dressed in a bright yellow Golden Crow Radiant Sun Robe, sitting in a Jade Chariot, called out loudly, “An old friend visits, would you like to show yourself?”

“Hahaha!

Fellow Daoist, long time no see, your cultivation has even surpassed the past!” Li Qingming, who had just rushed back from Kunlun Mountain to Bamboo Island, laughed heartily as he went out to meet him.

Di Jun floated down from the Chariot, forced a smile, and said, “Not as leisurely as you!

The Heavenly Court is currently bogged down with affairs.

If it weren’t for a matter of importance, how would I dare to disturb you?”

Li Qingming smiled, led Di Jun to the Ten Thousand Bamboo Hall, offered tea, and asked, “Fellow Daoist, what is the purpose of your visit this time?”

Upon hearing this, Di Jun bowed deeply and said, “You are unaware, Fellow Daoist!

More than two thousand years ago, the Witch Tribe forced a battle with my Demon Race outside the South Heavenly Gate, and my Demon Race suffered heavy losses.

The Heavenly Court was almost destroyed.

Recently, we thought that if this continues, my Demon Race is likely on the brink of extinction.

Thus, we came up with the idea to take control of the Four Seas and the myriad lakes and rivers.

However, the Dragon Clan, even when weak, is stronger than a horse.

Not to mention that each of the Four Sea Dragon Kings is a Great Power with Quasi-Saint Cultivation!

Even the one serving people, Minister Turtle, is a sub-saint!”

Hearing this for the first time, Li Qingming was extremely surprised and responded, “Is what Fellow Daoist says true?

Minister Turtle is a sub-saint?”

Di Jun almost cried as he said, “How dare I jest with you, Fellow Daoist!

That Old Bangzi truly has sub-saint cultivation.

Not long ago, uninformed, my brother Taiyi led an army intending to pacify the Four Seas, and he almost died at that old thing’s hands!

My visit this time is to ask for Fellow Daoist’s help.

I don’t ask you to eliminate that Old Bangzi, just to stall that Old Turtle for a while so we can take down the Four Seas, then it would be a great achievement!”

Li Qingming saw Di Jun’s sincere expression, not seeming false, and thought to himself, “What is the story behind this Minister Turtle?

In the future TV series ‘Journey to the West,’ this old turtle is just a minor character with no profound cultivation.

Could there be some hidden secrets?

It seems I have to investigate this thoroughly!”

Anxious, Di Jun looked at Li Qingming, and seeing that Li Qingming did not respond for a long time, he said, “Fellow Daoist!

You must save our Heavenly Court!

First, the Witch Tribe destroyed the foundation of my Demon Race, and later my brother and the Demon Master were severely wounded by that old turtle.

Although there is a decree from the Tao Ancestor that war should not be initiated lightly for ten thousand years, it cannot guarantee that the Witch Tribe will not start a war prematurely.

If we don’t find a way to gather some forces, my Demon Race is in danger!”

Regaining his focus, Li Qingming, seeing Di Jun with tears streaming down his face, got startled and said, “Why is Fellow Daoist like this?

I agree to help you!”

Di Jun wiped away the forcibly squeezed out tears from the corner of his eyes and said, “Great righteousness, Fellow Daoist!”

Li Qingming, with a bitter smile, hurriedly packed some belongings and followed Di Jun on the Jade Chariot, heading straight for the Heavenly Court.

…

Above the East Sea, Li Qingming was straddling Xiong Da, with hordes of Demon protectors and thousands of Daluo Golden Immortals following behind.

It turned out that since the day Li Qingming arrived at the Heavenly Court, he straightforwardly declared his intention to single-handedly take on Minister Turtle, that Old Bangzi.

Di Jun and a crowd of Demon Racers disagreed and insisted on accompanying him, stating that this would truly reflect the majesty of the Heavenly Court North Emperor.

Li Qingming had no choice, secretly returned to Penglai Immortal Island, led the always confined and meditating Xiong Da out, called upon some demons, and traveled down from the Primordial Era to the East Sea.

At this moment, the sky above the East Sea had already lost the chaos and noise of the previous days.

The sea water, once dyed blood-red, had been cleaned by the Water Clan, restored to its original color.

Under the clear blue sky and bright sun, the ocean had a strangely relaxing ambiance.

Li Qingming patted Xiong Da’s massive head and said, “Xionger, go call that Old Bangzi out for your master!

Just like I just taught you!”

Xiong Da twisted his body, flapped his small wings, flew up forward, first let out a crazy roar, and then came a series of classic national curses: “Roar!

You old bastard hiding under the sea!

Listen up to your grandpa!

Old Bangzi you scum of turtle scum, beast among beasts.

I think you must have been deprived of milk as a child, grew up deprived of love.

Uncle doesn’t cherish you, uncle doesn’t care for you.

Left face deserves a slap, right face needs a kick.

Why don’t you piss yourself to death…”

The entire Demon Race was just staring dumbfounded as Xiong Da bombarded the sea surface.

They couldn’t regain their composure for a long time!

“Boom!”

Suddenly, towering giant waves arose above the boundless sea.

A terrifying black light surged from the depths of the sea with an imposing momentum.

Its terrifying pressure, akin to a peerless fierce beast, directly pierced through the water and immobilized the entire void.

Xiong Da, who had just broken through to the Early Quasi-Saint stage, was already immobilized under this endless pressure, watching as the slender black light was about to pierce through him.

With a hint of fear still in his eyes, Xiong Da yelled loudly, “Master!

This old bastard is too powerful, Xionger is no match!”

Li Qingming chuckled lightly, summoning the Qiankun Tripod to cover Xiong Da, and shouted, “Retrieve!”

The black light twisted and directly flew into the Qiankun Tripod, disappearing from sight.

The Prime Minister Turtle, wearing a black robe, black hat, and black turtle shell, with a dark and grim face, stood on a water dragon and roared fiercely, “Who are you!

Why are you blocking my attack!”

Li Qingming glanced at the old turtle disappointedly and said, “I am the Northern Emperor Li Qingming of the Heavenly Court!”

“Hahaha, are you here to die?

First came Donghuang Taiyi, and now Northern Emperor Li Qingming!

Are all of your Demon Race so eager to die?” The old turtle laughed heartily, as if he had encountered something amusing.

At that moment, numerous members of the Dragon Clan along with the Shrimp Soldiers and Crab Generals surged from the seabed.

Aoguang felt that Li Qingming, leading the group, looked quite familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before.

However, considering the safety of Old Gui, he dismissed the thought.

“Do you find this funny?” Li Qingming’s expression was indifferent, showing neither happiness nor anger.

“Is it not funny?” The old turtle’s expression was distorted, completely lacking the Prime Minister Turtle’s usual humility and steadiness.

Li Qingming remained silent, but his hand flickered with light, and he now held a shimmering white Qiankun Ruler.

With a flash of the ruler, a green sword qi struck directly at the old turtle’s face.

During their first clash, the old turtle was unaware of Li Qingming’s strength.

Being cautious, he slowly moved his palm, as if lifting a huge mountain, and released a terrifying aura like raging waves hitting the sky.

He said, “Let me show you why it’s funny!

‘Kui Water Sky Shock Seal’!”

A giant mountain materialized out of thin air, and its terrifying pressure seemed to possess unparalleled might!

“Boom!”

The green sword qi shot directly at the mountain.

Before the newly formed mountain could react, it was washed away by the back-and-forth surging sword qi, dissipating into nothingness.

The old turtle’s face changed; the “Kui Water Sky Shock Seal” was a divine skill he had cultivated for many years.

From that single strike, even a sub-saint without a Spiritual Treasure would not be able to easily dispel it!

He didn’t expect that this so-called Qingming, with just a wave of sword qi provoked by the Qiankun Ruler, could so easily defeat it!

It seemed that Qingming’s cultivation was definitely above his.

Li Qingming lightly flicked his right hand, and the green sword qi instantly flew into the sea.

In the blink of an eye, a dark blue water dragon with bared teeth and claws soared from the sea, spewing endless blue flames towards the old turtle.

“Huh?” The old turtle’s expression remained unchanged, and with a single hand he grasped, bringing forth another ferocious light blue water dragon following closely behind from the sea.

“Boom!”

The two water dragons collided in the void, two distinct energy fluctuations cracking open the void!

Endless Chaos Qi instantly filled the bodies of the two water dragons that were on the verge of destruction.

“Good!” The old turtle’s expression shifted, channeling a stream of True Yuan into the light blue water dragon’s body.

After a moment, the shattered void restored to its original state, and the light blue water dragon, writhing wildly, completely twisted Li Qingming’s water dragon into water droplets, scattering them over the sea.

Seemingly having thought of something, Li Qingming maliciously glanced at the entire group of the Dragon Clan and called out loudly, “Barren Land Ice Sealing!”

“Crack!”

As Li Qingming’s words fell, the waters in a radius of tens of miles around the East Sea completely turned into an icy world!

Thick blue ice crystals, hundreds of feet deep, gleamed brilliantly under the sunlight.

Upon seeing the nightmare of thousands of years reappear, Aoguang opened his mouth wide, shouting in extreme terror, “The God of Slaughter, Li Qingming!”