I Slay Gods and Demons in the Deceit Night
Chapter 703 - 405: Dou Character True Word Divine Power Achieved to Perfection! Yu Chenzi Blocks the Way to Extend an Invitation!_3

Chapter 703: Chapter 405: Dou Character True Word Divine Power Achieved to Perfection! Yu Chenzi Blocks the Way to Extend an Invitation!_3

"However, by rights, we should send elite forces to escort the Saint Master northward." The Deputy General hesitated before speaking.

"With the abilities of the Saint Master, what kind of elite forces could possibly escort him?"

Prince Zhen Nan’s tone was complex. He sighed and said, "Aside from the Human Martial Saint, who would be qualified to protect him?"

"Unless we assemble 120,000 elite soldiers to form a battle formation capable of confronting a Human Martial Saint, only then could we ensure the Saint Master’s protection."

"But, not to mention the Demon Domain’s looming threat, mobilizing 120,000 troops would greatly increase the pressure. Moreover, the passage of such a massive army would be too conspicuous and inappropriate."

"Regardless of which Sacred Land it passes through, the other party will doubt Southern King City’s motives."

"Furthermore, the Saint Master traveling northward alone can conceal his whereabouts and move freely."

"If accompanied by an army, his movements would be openly revealed... and you must realize that those ancient Old Gods, archaic evils, and powerful Human Demons vying for the Saint Master? They are far more than just one or two!"

"Even if the Holy Alliance headquarters sends people to meet him, because of the Supreme Profound Yang Demon Sealing Nail incident, he may not fully trust the high-ranking members of the Holy Alliance!"

"Moreover, we are also uncertain about the extent to which each faction’s Saint Masters are influenced by their respective Immortal God Arenas."

Prince Zhen Nan said flatly, "The Saint Master chose to travel northward alone himself... First, he doesn’t trust me; second, he doesn’t trust the Holy Alliance; third, he only trusts the blade in his own hand!"

Upon hearing this, the Deputy General fell silent.

"In any case, the map of the terrain leading to the Holy Alliance has already been given to him. Which path he will take, this prince does not know—it all depends on him."

Prince Zhen Nan said this, then chuckled and added, "Actually... even if he could trust me, I would ultimately advise him to travel northward alone."

"Why?"

The Deputy General looked puzzled.

"Walking upon the land, experiencing the customs and conditions of each place, is the only way to understand the good and bad, the virtuous and wicked, the strengths and weaknesses of this land."

Prince Zhen Nan continued, "He will become one of the high-ranking leaders of the Holy Alliance, the Master of All Generations for the Human Clan... Within the Holy Alliance domain, there are over a hundred Sacred Lands, overseeing more than four hundred prefectures, Blessed Lands, cities, and villages—uncountable in number!"

"If he does not truly travel across this land, how could he possibly comprehend the Human Clan’s conditions within the Holy Alliance domain?"

"Here lies prosperity surpassing that south of the Taixuan Divine Mountain."

"And also challenges more dire than those south of the Taixuan Divine Mountain."

"Once he experiences these firsthand, as a future high-ranking leader who must make decisions affecting the entire Human Clan, he will tread with greater caution."

At this point, Prince Zhen Nan’s expression remained calm as he said serenely, "In recent days, has news of the Saint Master’s exploits in Taixuan Divine Mountain and the Demon Domain been sealed?"

The Deputy General nodded and replied, "The information is already classified as a secret, known to only a few. Keeping it sealed hasn’t been difficult! But I don’t understand—if the Saint Master wants to make his accomplishments public, why block the news for him?"

"The high-profile revelations had a purpose—to let all parties know the Saint Master has appeared within the Holy Alliance, thus alleviating pressure on the South Mountain Sacred Land. This goal has already been achieved."

Prince Zhen Nan smiled and said, "Now sealing the Saint Master’s renowned exploits is merely a temporary measure, because sooner or later, we won’t be able to keep them hidden!"

"But in the meantime, it allows others to misjudge the Saint Master’s true abilities... making him a bit safer!"

After a pause, Prince Zhen Nan added, "This is also the Saint Master’s decision."

——

North of the Royal City, over a thousand miles away.

Lin Yan did not use Step by Step Lotus.

After all, this technique borrowed Old God methods, which consumed considerable mana and placed significant strain on the physical body.

The Southern King Mansion had prepared a horse for him.

The horse was entirely snow-white, with sharp eyes.

Its hooves were covered in thick fur, appearing as though it walked among clouds.

Known as the Cloud Stepping Colt, it was a horse that had become a demon but had already been tamed.

"Saint Master, ahead lies Mountain Lord Ridge, beneath which there is a village."

The Cloud Stepping Colt spoke human words, saying, "Nightfall draws near—why not rest there?"

Lin Yan glanced at the map—the area beneath Mountain Lord Ridge was indeed marked with a village.

Yet he was somewhat surprised.

This area was far from any cities.

The markings also indicated it wasn’t a major Pure Land.

Still, a substantial village had been formed there.

"What sustains Mountain Lord Ridge?"

Lin Yan asked calmly.

He understood this Cloud Stepping Colt wasn’t merely a riding companion but also his guide.

As expected, the Cloud Stepping Colt responded immediately.

This place was originally a wild and desolate mountainous region. Three hundred years ago, a tiger demon rose up, subduing various evils and establishing its rule over the mountain!

The previous generation of Prince Zhen Nan had intended to send troops here to eliminate it, but the tiger demon came down the mountain carrying a treasure and willingly submitted.

It swore to defend the mountain forests, restrain its subordinate demons, repel the eerie threats of Deceit Night, and accept humans fleeing from Pure Lands to establish a village.

"In its early days, the village had a mere few dozen people. Over many years, it expanded to over a thousand inhabitants, who now offer incense and call the demon ’Mountain Lord.’"

As the Cloud Stepping Colt’s voice faded.

Lin Yan’s first thought was of Three Gods Valley.

Evil spirits providing shelter to humans, declaring themselves Divine Spirits, receiving incense, and treating humans as blood food or livestock, demanding blood sacrifices.

"This Mountain Lord doesn’t demand living blood sacrifices."

The Cloud Stepping Colt seemed to anticipate the Saint Master’s suspicions, explaining, "It merely protects the people and seeks incense offerings."

After a moment of hesitation, it added, "However, whenever someone in the village dies, their corpse is offered to the Mountain Lord!"

"Are villages like this common?"

Lin Yan suddenly asked.

"Quite common."

The Cloud Stepping Colt replied, "Especially in some scattered Sacred Lands located on the edges of the Holy Alliance—remote and sparsely populated, with scarce resources... such places might even officially appoint evils as protectors, offering incense to them in exchange for their protection of the people."

After a pause, the Cloud Stepping Colt continued, "Among these places, some openly use living humans in blood sacrifices, selecting a certain number of boys and girls each year... all with the implicit approval of those few Sacred Lands."

"So..."

At that moment, a voice rang out from the distance, laughing as it spoke, "Does the Saint Master believe such humans are worth preserving?"

Lin Yan’s gaze narrowed slightly as he looked ahead.

In the distance, a figure approached, stepping on clouds.

The newcomer’s appearance was elderly, draped in a white robe, exuding an aura of ethereal refinement and transcendence.

Yet in his hand, he held a human head—a face still youthful, seemingly belonging to a maiden.

From the severed neck, fresh blood continued to drip.

The skull had been opened.

The white-robed elder tilted his head slightly and drank the brain matter in one gulp before tossing the head aside.

Stepping forward, he adjusted his garments, adopted a solemn expression, and respectfully bowed, saying, "I am Yu Chenzi. I humbly invite the Saint Master to join my sect and inherit the orthodoxy of the New Technique!"