I Slay Gods and Demons in the Deceit Night
Chapter 685 - 399: Annihilating All Incoming Enemies!

Chapter 685: Chapter 399: Annihilating All Incoming Enemies!

The Six Great Demon Kings, each standing in their own position, wore expressions of utmost gravity.

They had long since realized that the one lying in ambush here was the Human Race Saint Master!

Recently, the Demon Domain had launched attacks on Taixuan Divine Mountain, all because of this person’s emergence in the world!

Even the slumbering Old Gods and the entities who ascended to Sanctum wished to eliminate this Human Race Saint Master!

To the demons and evils, humans themselves are treasures within the mortal realm!

The Saint Master, blessed by the great luck of his clan, is the most potent tonic known in the world today!

Even devouring a Human Martial Saint alive would not provide as much nourishment as this Saint Master!

What’s more, killing the Human Race Saint Master ties into the myriad opportunities of the Ancient Old Gods!

"Last night within the Demon Domain, the Masters of the Three Great Holy Lands moved in unison—all for the sake of the Saint Master."

The White Deer King spoke slowly, "And yet he still hasn’t died!"

It is said that those with great luck bear extraordinary destinies, turning calamities into blessings and overcoming dangers with ease.

Thus, even if the World Crossing Treasure Ship were to crash down, it would not necessarily claim the Saint Master’s life.

"According to our intelligence, the Saint Master has faced repeated assassination attempts recently."

The Martial Saint’s disciple spoke indifferently, "Luck is an intangible concept, even those who have ascended to Sanctum cannot perceive it! At best, this so-called luck simply means having better fortune... Do you truly think it’s a guarantee against death?"

The White Deer King pondered, then said, "If it merely means better fortune, then a calamity like this would certainly not kill him!"

The Martial Saint disciple replied slowly, "But he will undoubtedly be injured!"

The White Deer King fell silent.

The Martial Saint disciple chuckled once more.

"Great King, do not fret. After all, our ambush here revolves around shattering the World Crossing Treasure Ship, thereby gravely injuring the Saint Master, making it easier to kill him."

With his hands folded behind his back, he said, "This so-called luck follows the same principle—time and again narrowly escaping death only serves to slowly erode what remains of his so-called great luck."

"You can think of the Saint Master as a turtle, protected by an invisible shell. Yet, with each peril he faces, it’s as though layer by layer, the thickness of the shell has been scraped away."

"By now, through numerous dangers, the shell has undoubtedly been shaved down to a thickness as thin as cicada wings, easy to break."

At this point, he sighed and said, "Killing the Human Race Saint Master isn’t nearly as difficult as anticipated, which is why we enlisted you, the Six Great Demon Kings!"

"Were it truly as insurmountable as Heaven, then the ones lying in ambush here would have had to be one of the Three Great Saint Masters within the Demon Domain instead!"

This statement betrayed his inner regret.

Had he known that the crash of the World Crossing Treasure Ship would already suffice to inflict serious harm upon the Human Race Saint Master, he would have acted personally rather than allowing the Six Great Demon Kings to reap a share of the spoils.

Yet when his gaze fell upon the mountain of human corpses piled up, he couldn’t help but sigh again.

After all, had he not sought out these Six Great Demon Kings, where would he have found thirty thousand humans within the Demon Domain to set up the Blood Ritual Great Array?

"The Human Race Saint Master has yet to appear—don’t celebrate too early."

The White Deer King gazed into the distance, its expression grave.

It glanced at the humans beside it, a flicker of perplexity crossing its mind.

It was said that humans in this world were born intelligent, far surpassing demons and evil spirits.

Yet here it stood, careful and cautious, not daring to act impulsively... while this Refining God Realm human behaved with reckless and unrestrained arrogance.

"The Saint Master is clearly gravely injured and on the brink of death, or perhaps already dead, which is why he hasn’t shown himself."

The Martial Saint disciple’s eyes gleamed crimson, scales began to grow across his body, and he sneered viciously, "According to what I know, the so-called Saint Master is neither the frail scholar we might imagine nor the sagacious strategist who moves with deliberation! He is a brute—a man who draws his blade at the slightest provocation."

"Your underlings—the Great Demons—have approached within a thousand paces, and yet he hasn’t appeared. That alone confirms that this brute has lost the strength to retaliate."

"White Deer King, delay much longer and your subordinate Great Demons may lose patience and swallow the Saint Master whole—you’ll gain nothing, and then... The Primordial Spirit will belong to me, without additional compensation!"

With that, he produced a jade bottle and said slowly, "You’re too timid to act, so I will go first."

The White Deer King’s pupils constricted as it stared at the Martial Saint disciple, his crimson eyes, and his growing scales. It was inwardly shocked, wondering, "Why is he suddenly nearing the brink of losing control?"

"Saint Master..."

The Martial Saint disciple’s hand, clutching the jade bottle, trembled faintly, his heart surging with excitement. He thought inwardly, "Capture his soul and seize the New Technique therein—I will become the second Saint Master!"

The more his emotions churned, the more the mana around him surged uncontrollably.

The alien True Qi cultivated into alien mana made his palm distort into claw-like shapes resembling those of an eagle.

But he paid it no heed. All that mattered was capturing the Saint Master’s soul, offering it to his master, and obtaining New Technique for himself—he would become the Saint Master.

Both in the current era and in ages to come, all would honor his immense favor and revere him as Master!

Master of All Generations!

In the next instant, his foot pressed down, mana erupted, and he darted toward the crash site of the remnants of the World Crossing Treasure Ship.

Simultaneously, countless Great Demons also surged forward in pursuit.

In the next instant, a furious roar erupted!

"Damn you!!!"

Amid the billowing dust and the wreckage of the shattered treasure ship, a massive white ape suddenly leapt forth.

Its muscular frame bulged, wings sprouted from its back, and its body was drenched in blood.

At this moment, it wielded a jade bottle, raising its head to roar skyward, filled with grief and rage!

It lifted the Taiji Yin Yang Bottle, pointing the bottle’s mouth toward the approaching Great Demon.

Yin Yang Qi was released in a flash!

The leading Great Demon, resembling a vicious wolf, had its pupils contract in shock. Before it could react, it was engulfed by the Yin Yang Qi.

It howled upward in agony, its Qi-Blood quaking, and mana erupted!

The Divine Skills and demonic techniques embedded within its bloodline activated in a burst!

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