Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons
Chapter 1143 - 705

Chapter 1143: 705

"I need an explanation," the Demon Emperor declared.

Clouds drifted hazily around, revealing the colossal figure that spanned endlessly, its indigo skin layered upon itself like towering mountains.

It gazed down quietly, without a hint of anger in its eyes.

Yet, Huijing Monk felt a chill running through his bones, his limbs becoming stiff.

The being known as the Southern Emperor, a Great Demon, was one of the original demons of the Great Nan Continent. It survived from ancient times, outliving countless brilliant peers, and its strength and renown were unmatched.

Not to mention himself, even if his master were present, he would likely need to speak respectfully.

Clearly, the Southern Emperor was aware of the incident at Songfeng Prefecture.

"Your Majesty, please allow this humble monk to explain. Today’s incident was truly an accident, not the intention of our sect..."

Before Huijing Monk could finish, he saw the Great Demon in the sky curve its lips into a smirk devoid of warmth: "Are you implying that we secluded old folks are unaware of the dealings within the Divine Dynasty? That your grand Bodhi Sect does not know of General Nanyang’s existence?"

"Indeed, we did not know."

Huijing Monk blurted instinctively, but as soon as he spoke, his heart tightened, and sweat poured down his body.

To be a being capable of combating eight Demon Immortals of similar power, killing dozens of Fifth Grade Great Demons single-handedly, how could the Bodhi Sect be unaware?

While true, it left him feeling utterly indefensible.

As expected, the Southern Emperor’s smirk vanished, his gaze growing indifferent.

Feeling the suffocating murderous intent, Huijing Monk’s prayer beads suddenly shattered, scattering across the ground.

He staggered back a few steps, his face contorted as he blurted out in panic, "Your Majesty, please, calm your wrath! This monk... this monk..."

In a reflex, Huijing Monk drew upon his Great Fruit Position cultivation from his 2,300 Tribulations, once a proud foundation in his sect. However, in front of this indigo Great Demon Emperor, a desperate urge for survival made him stop his futile actions.

"Your Majesty, the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva is this monk’s master, the Seven Treasures Bodhisattva is my grandmaster!"

Huijing Monk, frantically trying to think of any leverage, shouted like he was listing dishes, "And there’s also the Dragon Subduing and Tiger Suppressing Great Ming King, who has achieved the Perfect Fruit Position of Three Thousand Tribulations and is bound to ascend the Buddha Lotus—he’s like a half-brother to me!"

It was evident how panicked he was, mentioning all the connections he could think of.

"..."

Observing his pitiful state, the Southern Emperor’s eyes gleamed with mockery.

The Great Demon made no move as the surrounding clouds converged once again, slowly obscuring its huge form.

"Where is my general who joined your sect?" the Southern Emperor asked.

"It... It..."

Huijing Monk struggled to speak, the Wolf Demon who had cultivated the Fruit Position of the Heart had died by the hands of his half-brother.

But how could he possibly reveal this to the Southern Emperor?

Discovering a more promising candidate, even as the generals under his command perished, his master showed no reaction.

"Ha."

The clouds finally enveloped the Southern Emperor’s eyes completely.

Only a cold voice remained in the air.

"Carry this message: The pact with the Bodhi Sect ends here. Should we meet again, it will still be as mortal enemies."

The Demon Race, though currently weaker, could still serve as the vanguard for the Three Religions, clawing an opening to create chaos in this realm, regardless of the losses, as long as the rewards were sufficient.

If it really comes to reshaping the world...

By seizing this chance, if he could rise to the Second Rank, or even the ultimate First Rank, he might shed the identity of a Great Demon and accept a title as an emperor in the Immortal Court, achieving the pinnacle of ascension.

This was why he had returned to Shen Zhou.

But as a Giant of the Great Nan Continent, the Southern Emperor would not tolerate being treated as a mere plaything by the high and mighty gods and Immortals.

Huijing Monk swallowed hard, staring blankly into the sky.

Only when he was sure the other had truly left did he slump down, gasping heavily, "Heh! Heh! Heh!"

It had been difficult enough persuading the three Great Demons to leave their seclusion. With their power, adding the Bodhi Sect and Three Immortals, destabilizing the Great Nan Continent was supposed to be easy.

Now that these Great Demons were no longer willing to exert themselves for the Three Religions, probably waiting to reap the benefits later, the hard and risky tasks inevitably fell onto his and his fellow disciples’ shoulders.

What was once a perfect plan was now ruined by an unexpected court official.

Huijing Monk, unsteady on his feet, had no choice but to return with a heavy heart to report back to his master.

...

At Songfeng Prefecture.

Hong Jing somewhat helplessly followed the woman ahead: "Senior Sister, we’ve been here for days, isn’t it time to head back?"

Such a significant matter surely required reporting back to their master first, but his Senior Sister seemed preoccupied with something, intent on meeting General Nanyang.

"The Imperial Court will not allow us to meet him."

"Why?"

Tian Dong Fairy suddenly stopped and turned around slowly.

Perhaps it was an illusion, but Hong Jing felt that his Senior Sister’s smile was not as simple as it seemed, filled with hidden meanings.

He hesitated and said, "Because... because of the tribulations..."

The question seemed pointless; hiding such a powerful figure was meant to counter the like of these Immortal Sect prodigies. In such a situation, how could the Jade Pond Immortal Sect possibly get close to him?

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