Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons
Chapter 870 - 597 Nanyang Slays the Dragon_2

Chapter 870: Chapter 597 Nanyang Slays the Dragon_2

"So, the outcome has been decided!"

The South Dragon King dashed straight towards the Dragon Cave, believing that everything would settle once he reached there.

As for the ignorant young man on his body, it would be best for him to leave voluntarily, otherwise...

Noticing that Shen Yi had no intention of leaving, the South Dragon King’s laughter grew even more ferocious.

"Not leaving is good! It’s best if you don’t leave!"

Accompanied by the dragon’s chant, it stirred Southern Hong, its massive figure descending swiftly, and soon the Green Stone Palace came into view.

"Now, it’s my turn!"

Perhaps too excited, the South Dragon King failed to notice that the Green Stone Hall was much quieter than usual, like a land of death.

Strands of blood drifted between the verdant bricks, then were quickly dispersed by the waves.

Transforming into human form, he thunderously landed at the entrance of the bottomless abyss beneath the hall.

His ancient long robe was already tattered, his towering figure stood hunched, his body blurred with blood and flesh, unrecognizable from its original form.

In an instant, nearly tangible Dragon Qi enveloped him, rapidly repairing his wounds.

The South Dragon King suddenly turned back, glaring maliciously at the figure in dark robe, wishing he could devour his flesh and bones, but then a cruel smile appeared, "Although I don’t know why you dared to follow, this is my territory."

Though severely injured and the Dragon Qi unable to help him regain the strength of Heavenly Realm Perfection, he needed only a moment to return to full strength.

Without Qi Yansheng and Ye Jiu restraining him, dealing with just Shen Yi was sufficient.

"Your territory?"

Shen Yi looked on calmly, his tone void of sarcasm, yet it made the South Dragon King squint his eyes once more.

Just now, this youth had the same demeanor, and then the situation changed, and people from Northern Hong left so easily.

Now, it was the same pattern again.

Although he completely disbelieved that the Seven Sons of Southern Hong had the capability to threaten him in front of the Dragon Cave.

But the South Dragon King subconsciously glanced around.

It was this glance that made him sense something was amiss.

The Green Stone Hall was too quiet, and despite such a commotion, not one of his descendants or the demon soldiers appeared.

His nose picked up a smell of blood, and apart from his own, upon careful identification, he could distinguish many familiar scents.

"Southern Hong Seven Sons..."

Blood plasma dripped into the South Dragon King’s eyes from his forehead, twisting his facial features even more.

No wonder only three people came, the remaining sect masters of Southern Hong Seven Sons had actually come to cause chaos in his own Dragon Palace.

Just as he was about to lash out in fury, using Shen Yi’s life to alleviate his hatred, the South Dragon King took a step forward but his expression drastically changed.

In the dim surroundings of the water area, shadowy figures began to emerge one after another.

The weakest among them was also at the Unity Realm Stage!

Of course, such beings could not pose any substantial threat to the South Dragon King.

But the somewhat exaggerated number still made him somewhat apprehensive.

Until he saw the faces of these figures.

The South Dragon King’s eyes suddenly narrowed into a slit.

These were not the allies from elsewhere that the Seven Sons of Southern Hong had recruited.

Without exception, all these figures were Great Demons!

And they were familiar to the eye.

When the face of Cold Mountain Ancestor appeared in his sight, the South Dragon King couldn’t help but step back.

"You aren’t dead?!"

He finally recognized them, all were the demons of Western Hong.

And at this moment, all the Great Demons were casting an indifferent gaze, their gathered murderous aura almost materializing.

"You actually sided with the Seven Sons of Southern Hong."

The South Dragon King clenched his teeth, finally understanding why Southern Hong had acted so strangely earlier.

But he hadn’t finished speaking when his expression changed again.

What a joke, if it was as he suspected, the earlier performance of several sect masters of Southern Hong was too convincing; others he might believe, but Ye Jiu’s reaction could definitely not be faked.

Moreover, given the meager resources of the Southern Hong Seven Sects, where would they get the capital to win over these Great Demons?

In contrast, the scene before him suddenly reminded him of another power.

The South Dragon King stared intensely at Shen Yi, scrutinizing him several times, and incredulously said,

"Ten Thousand Demon Hall?"

"Are you the Master of Demon Palace?"

Before his words fell, the South Dragon King instinctively retreated towards the Dragon Cave.

A force that could turn Western Hong upside down and still come out intact was not something he could handle in his current state.

Just then, he collided with an even larger figure.

Raspy whispers filled his ears.

"He is not the Hall Master, he is my lord."

"I am the East Hall Master."

"Grandpa Long, why aren’t you kneeling yet..."

"Bow to my master!"

The whispers suddenly surged in volume, like thunder exploding!

South Dragon King furiously turned around and saw a figure, brilliant as if made from glittering gold, in the shape of a giant human dragon.

At the edge of his lips, a cruel smile lingered.

A pair of sharp claws had deeply pierced into his own back, ten fingers brutally squeezed the tight muscles, clearly intending to tear him apart alive!

"Ah!"

Under the extreme pain, South Dragon King screamed miserably, wildly swinging his claw, heavily hitting Ke Shisan on the shoulders, shattering his towering shoulders in an instant!

However, there was no change in Ke Shisan’s expression. He still wore a cruel smile as his claws slowly tore open the Dragon King’s skin and flesh.

"Die for your king!"

South Dragon King madly mustered his demonic power and Dragon Qi, preparing to utterly crush this strange Dragon Demon’s body when he suddenly felt a chill at his back.

He turned around in horror.

Only to see a dark red robe fluttering as Shen Yi had already stepped within an arm’s reach, his aura swelling to the extreme, once again transforming into the grand Shen Yue, causing the entire Azure Sky to move with him.

His elongated right arm slowly stretched forward, the palm, overtaken by the Blood Charm, quickly enlarged in South Dragon King’s sight.

With a squelch!

Under the full empowerment from Shen Yue in Azure Sky, Shen Yi’s hand reached for the purposely left cut wound on South Dragon King’s neck and violently thrust into it.

In the scorching Monster Blood, he fiercely clenched the neck vertebra of South Dragon King.

At the same time, needle-like gray mist rippled from Shen Yi’s fingertips, rushing towards every limb and bone of South Dragon King.

The gray mist, refined by the Ten Thousand Tribulations Heartless Path, full of endless grievances, its ferocity vastly surpassed the mere killing intent from before.

Frantically corroding South Dragon King’s flesh and bones.

"You... you!"

South Dragon King’s throat was pierced; his voice was muffled but filled with the most genuine terror.

Behind him, the brutal demonic power streamed into his body through Ke Shisan’s palms.

Crimson Demon Power and gray mist wreaked havoc simultaneously, coupled with the already severely injured Demon Body that had yet to recover, multiple factors combined, finally making South Dragon King sense a hint of death’s scent.

It desperately tried to struggle.

Ke Shisan, like drawing a sword, pulled out two blood-smeared palms and then tightly embraced South Dragon King, his thick arms squeezing South Dragon King’s body to a deformed and twisted extent!

With a creak! With a creak!

"Where do you think you are escaping to..."

Ke Shisan’s whisper in South Dragon King’s ears was like a death knell.

It couldn’t turn back anymore and was forced to stare into Shen Yi’s calm gray eyes.

Knowing Shen Yi’s true identity, and seeing those gray eyes again, South Dragon King trembled all over.

Even a powerful Great Demon in the late stage of the Heavenly Realm would serve him and even willingly die for him.

The terrifying extent of this Sect Master of Nanyang probably far exceeded his expectations.

"I also... am willing... to serve as your lord..."

It used the last of its strength to utter those words, pleading for mercy.

Shen Yi felt the neck vertebrae in his hand, under the erosion of the gray mist, finally became much more brittle.

The gray mist in his eyes slowly receded, revealing a glimpse of weariness in his pitch-black pupils.

Not providing any response.

Shen Yi just seriously clenched his fingers until a muffled sound reverberated in his palm.

Snap!

Almost simultaneously, the rampaging demonic power instantly tore apart South Dragon King’s body.

Those barely healed, densely-packed cuts burst open.

All the gray mist converged, enveloping its still-beating heart and instantly crushing it!

...

South Dragon King’s eyes gradually dimmed.

It stayed fixated on Shen Yi.

Watching as the young man slowly withdrew his hand from its throat.

South Dragon King, as if drained of all strength, let its head droop down and with a thud, kneeled before the fluttering long robe.