I Slay Gods and Demons in the Deceit Night
Chapter 684 - 398: Colluding with Demons! Ambushing the Saint Master!_2

Chapter 684: Chapter 398: Colluding with Demons! Ambushing the Saint Master!_2

If the peril cannot be turned into safety, and I were to perish here, it would signify that the fate of the current Human Race Saint Master is predetermined. He is not the true great sun capable of dispelling the Deceit Night, but merely a bonfire burning away.

In his heart, he preferred to believe that the Human Race Saint Master was by no means an ordinary figure and did not require his risky intervention for a rescue.

More importantly, the one who secretly removed the three Guiding Jades had also anticipated that he, Prince Zhen Nan, might move to provide assistance.

Thus, the three Guiding Jades were placed at a great distance from here.

If there truly were danger, even if he rushed to their aid, he would not make it in time.

"..."

Prince Zhen Nan sighed softly.

Since inheriting the royal title, he had been ruthless in his methods; in all his decisions, he acted decisively, rarely hesitating like this, caught in uncertainty and doubt.

And yet, when it concerned matters involving the Saint Master, he always found himself so indecisive.

Clearly, he intended to use the Demon Domain affair as a test, to weigh the worth of the Saint Master, but still, he couldn’t help but worry.

After a moment of silence, he gritted his teeth slightly, taking out a porcelain bottle shimmering with brilliance.

"Take this treasured bottle and fill it with water from the lake ahead!"

"Your Grace, this is...?"

"Within this treasured bottle lies a single Divine Pill, gifted by the Master of the Holy Alliance three years ago."

Prince Zhen Nan said in a low voice, "Fill the bottle with water. Once the Divine Pill dissolves its medicinal effects into it, everyone takes a sip, and they can recover some of their vitality."

Although it wouldn’t fully restore them, it would at least allow the soldiers to muster their strength, form a military array, and lift their blades.

Among tens of thousands of elite soldiers, there were generals in the Refining God Realm and commanders in the Qi Refining Realm... As long as the military array formed, even a Demon King would avoid clashing head-on!

With the effects of this Divine Pill, tens of thousands of elite soldiers could recuperate, ensuring a safer retreat back to the Royal City.

"Your Grace means to say..."

The general’s expression shifted, and he lowered his voice. "You’re not planning to return with us, are you?"

If Prince Zhen Nan intended to return to the city, he could directly utilize the "Carrying Mountains and Chasing the Sun" Inner Realm, mobilize the tens of thousands of soldiers, and lead a retreat.

Now that he was even willing to part with the Divine Pill bestowed by the Master of the Holy Alliance, it was evident the prince had other plans in mind.

"I cannot rest easy without making the journey myself!"

Prince Zhen Nan said resolutely, "Don’t delay—fetch the water immediately and drink up swiftly... Once you’ve finished, I’ll set out at once."

Having said this, he said no more. Sitting cross-legged, he began cultivating his Cultivation Technique to restore his mana.

The tens of thousands of elite troops, with discipline like iron, executed commands promptly, handling tasks with swift precision.

In no time at all, the soldiers drank the Divine Pill-infused water one by one.

When Prince Zhen Nan opened his eyes, he wasted no words, taking a single step forward.

From beneath his treasured boots arose a fierce gust of wind that carried him away in an instant.

These boots were one of the three Old God’s Magical Objects he controlled!

——

At the same time, a deputy general under Prince Zhen Nan’s command showed an expression of despair.

If they were at full strength, with the hundred elite troops under his command forming a military array, they could stand up against a Demon King.

But now, these hundred elite troops had fallen from high above, many pierced through by the disassembled components of the World Crossing Treasure Ship, suffering heavy casualties.

For even a few of them to have survived was already by sheer luck.

As for himself, he was gravely injured.

Even against a single Great Demon, he would be at risk of losing his life.

Let alone now, when he sensed more than twelve Great Demons’ presences nearby.

And further out, the Qi Mechanisms of six Demon Kings were advancing closer.

"It’s over..."

The deputy general’s expression darkened.

Though he knew the Saint Master’s abilities were considerable, at this moment, he presumed the Saint Master to be alive—barely.

Had they all been at full strength, combining the Saint Master’s power with their hundred-odd soldiers, escape might not have been impossible.

Yet the World Crossing Treasure Ship had been destroyed, plummeting from the clouds, its formations collapsing, sending the scattered force of Magic Artifact components flying everywhere.

Even a Creation God, caught unprepared, would find their physical body damaged.

He understood in his heart—at this moment, the Saint Master was likely heavily wounded.

Facing six Demon Kings, each comparable to a Creation God, survival was beyond hope!

Even the prince himself, armed with three Old God’s Magical Objects, would exercise the utmost caution if he personally ventured here.

"The Demon Domain is what it is; once your whereabouts are exposed, you’ll face countless powerful evil entities!"

The deputy general sighed before asking, "At least let me die knowing—who colluded with the Demon Domain?"

——

A hundred miles away.

A lone figure stood, hands clasped behind his back.

Beside him, an enormous white deer gazed into the distance.

The white deer radiated the Qi Mechanism of a Demon King, enveloping this person in its presence.

This served as a "hunter’s mark."

Of course, this individual was not its prey.

But with this tactic, they could avoid harassment by other powerful evils.

After all, in the Demon Domain, few would dare to challenge a Demon King for prey.

The white deer slowly turned its head, casting a glance at this person.

Its eyes flashed with a trace of greed.

A Qi Refining Realm cultivator at its peak—a human of such caliber was a rare and precious Great Medicine!

If not for this person’s master being a Mortal World Martial Saint, they would have long since divided and consumed him!

"White Deer King, the Dao Oath has already been established—His physical body is yours for feasting, his Primordial Spirit belongs to me."

The figure seemed to sense something, furrowing his brows as he spoke slowly, "As for the many opportunities linked to the Ancient Old Gods, they are reserved for my master!"

"Across the Demon Domain, how many powerful demons long for a bite of the Saint Master?"

"You are fortunate my master took interest in you, forged this alliance, and set this ambush. Only then do you have the chance to taste the Saint Master’s flesh—harbor no further ill intentions!"

At his words, the White Deer King rumbled in agreement, "The three so-called Guiding Jades were set at three locations. At each site, we slaughtered over ten thousand human slaves, using their fresh blood to construct a Great Array... For this, each of us six Demon Kings contributed five thousand human slaves. The cost was not small."

Its gaze fixed on this man as it declared, "Except for his Primordial Spirit, all his treasures are ours!"

"..."

The man’s expression turned icy, and after a moment’s hesitation, he ultimately gave a small nod.

When the Dao Oath was made earlier, it stipulated only that the Saint Master’s body belonged to the Demon Kings, his Primordial Spirit to himself.

But the treasures held by the Saint Master were not covered within the Dao Oath!

He hadn’t expected these Demon Kings to grow greedy over this.

Reluctant as he was to agree, the situation left him no choice.

After all, his master—a Mortal World Martial Saint—was not present here.

As for himself, at the Qi Refinement Realm’s peak, facing six Demon Kings, he dared not act rashly.

"Damned greedy creatures!"

His expression grew colder.

The ambush was deliberately set in daylight, as the banishment of Evil Spirits coincided with the sunrise.

The six Demon Kings he recruited would only feast on the body.

Had it been higher-tiered Evil Spirits instead, they would go after the Saint Master’s Primordial Spirit.

However, the Saint Master’s Primordial Spirit contained profound secrets which must not be lost!

This predetermined that his chosen allies could only be demons, not Evil Spirits.

His master believed that although the Saint Master was merely in his twenties, possessing such divine might, his Primordial Spirit must already have begun to exhibit "Dao Rhythm"!

If the Saint Master’s Primordial Spirit were captured, his master’s cultivation could advance yet another step!

Moreover, refining his Primordial Spirit would grant access to all the Saint Master’s lifetime memories and secrets.

When that moment came, the much-coveted "New Technique" would naturally fall into his hands!

Given how highly the Holy Alliance regarded the Saint Master now, they would hold him in equally high regard once the New Technique was under his command!

He would become the next Human Race Saint Master!

With this thought, his heart surged with intense exhilaration.

Amidst his turbulent emotions, his mana grew uncontrollable.

He couldn’t entirely suppress it; even the skin around his neck sprouted clusters of tiny, dense bumps.

His gaze flickered with manic intent.

"White Deer King, why haven’t you made a move yet?"

"The Human Race Saint Master claimed the heads of four Demon Kings in a single night. Surely, we’re no strangers to his feats," the White Deer King said slowly. "Though we’ve gathered six Demon Kings, there’s no guarantee we’ll succeed in capturing him! Let these Great Demons probe him first..."

"The World Crossing Treasure Ship fell under repeated assault from the Ten Thousand Blood Great Array and collapsed on the spot..."

The man shook his head and said, "Falling from the clouds, with the backlash of its internal formations, its Inner Realm Divine Domain would scarcely take shape... Not to mention the many flying Magic Artifact fragments—no mere Creation God could withstand it!"

"The Saint Master is young and may lack depth; he is most likely already dead."

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