The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 848 - 373: Do Old Men in the Higher Realm Not Take Baths?

Chapter 848: Chapter 373: Do Old Men in the Higher Realm Not Take Baths?

Qi Yuan’s figure spanned across the sky.

In the Land of Origins, Hei Lu Martial Lord and others sized up the Demon Court, their eyes filled with surprise and awe.

"This is the Ten Thousand Demons Realm?"

"The hometown of the Ancestral Demon Master?"

"We have actually arrived at the homeland of Daoist Companion Dongjun!"

Amidst a burst of discussion.

Above the Demon Court, a ripple of space emerged.

Excitement shone in the Demon King’s eyes.

Because, those were the fluctuations of the Daoist Ancestor descending to the Lower Realm.

All the other inhabitants of the Purple Mansion in the Demon Court held faces of reverence, though deep down they were still uncertain.

Because, they had no idea of the Daoist Ancestor’s realm, nor did they know how strong that formidable enemy was.

Anyway, it was a realm beyond their comprehension.

The fluctuations grew stronger, and before the figure arrived, his voice came through.

"This Venerable’s body is somewhat large; lend your strength and let me squeeze a toe through."

This voice came from the rippling space.

This ancestor from the Higher Realm clearly wanted to show off.

The other party is somewhat big?

Is he as big as me?

The Demon King and the numerous Purple Mansion residents glanced at the firmament, and seeing that the enormous entity above made no move, they poured their demon power into that space.

At that moment, the space was finally forced open, creating a massive rift.

A city-sized colossal object squeezed through, blocking out the sun and covering the many demons under the Demon Court, obscuring their view.

"Ah, the rift is too small, only a toe has come out!"

In his voice, there was a trace of pride and show-off.

To Blue Star’s understanding, this was simply bragging.

He was a Venerable who could Sky Step with four strides.

A single punch could easily obliterate a nation.

How could there be an adversary in the Lower Realm?

Seeing this, the Demon King by his side was startled.

Under normal circumstances, facing such a large toe, he indeed would have had to show reverence.

After all, a toe the size of a city was terrifying enough.

But compared to that infinite entity above, it paled significantly.

Unwillingly, the Demon King looked towards the Demon Queen.

The Demon Queen, understanding the Demon King’s thought, conveyed telepathically, "Perhaps the Daoist Ancestor is short and powerful."

Generally speaking, "short and powerful" would be misapplied here.

But compared to the horrific giant above, this was already a compliment.

"Let’s hope so," the Demon King thought uneasily.

Thereafter, he and the other members of the Purple Mansion exerted their power to further widen the crack.

Time ticked away second by second.

The giant entity in the sky grew larger and larger.

It was half the size of the Demon Court.

Blocking the sun and creating an imposing fear.

Such a behemoth, with a mere sneeze, could obliterate a city.

One enormous eyeball, like a shining lantern.

"The light of the Ten Thousand Demons Realm is actually red, how interesting."

Finally, the ancestor from the Higher Realm squeezed himself completely through.

His body was huge, this was the largest form he could maintain.

His gaze inadvertently landed on the Demon Court’s miles-long giant serpent, his eyes carrying a hint of disdain.

This Demon King of the Demon Court really lacked experience.

A serpent miles long?

That is considered somewhat large?

It’s merely this much.

It’s normal for those in the Lower Realm to lack experience.

"Are you the one who killed my disciple?" the elder asked, his voice thunderous.

The entire Demon Court felt like it was struck by a fierce wind, many lower-level demons couldn’t stand firm, and were blown away.

The Demon King, too, was shocked, for just the gaze of this ancestor made him feel as if his soul would be obliterated.

"Ancestor! I am the Demon King of the Demon Court, not the great enemy; it was me who just informed you," the Demon King quickly explained in a panic.

The old man from the Higher Realm was slightly stunned, a bit embarrassed.

"Oh, then where’s the enemy?"

He scanned the vicinity, not seeing any creatures of significant size.

"Oh? Perhaps they were frightened off by my presence?"

The old man from the Higher Realm was buoyant with pride.

This was normal.

In the Higher Realm, he was a well-known figure.

A Venerable, some even had the chance to see the legendary Sun God.

If favored by the Sun God and granted the qualification to be illuminated with the light of the heavens, that would be astounding.

Coming to the Lower Realm and being feared by the enemy was naturally expected.

"Which direction did he flee?" The old man from the Higher Realm inevitably asked.

At this moment, the Demon King shot a glance at the Demon Queen again.

He suddenly felt that being short didn’t necessarily mean powerful or reliable.

"He didn’t flee; he’s... up there."

"Fled to the sky?" The old man from the Higher Realm only listened halfway, and his massive body looked up towards the sky.

...

"...Your sky is pretty strange, reddish in color. Suddenly, I remember I have an uneaten bun; I’ll come back after eating it," said the old man from the Higher Realm as he made a show of leaving.

However, no matter how hard his huge body tried to dive, it couldn’t squeeze back into the spatial rift.

He became increasingly frantic, finally losing his composure, almost to the point of tears.

At that moment, a voice resounded by his ear: "Are you the mastermind behind the attack on me?"

The old man from the Higher Realm stiffened, not daring to move at all: "This humble old man did not, absolutely did not, Heavenly Venerable!"

In the Higher Realm, the Sun God was addressed as the Heavenly Venerable!

He never would have imagined, in his wildest dreams, that he would encounter a Sun God in this jagged mountain range!

What did that imply?

It’s as if you went to fish in a pond by your house, only to find an aircraft carrier docked in it.

Well...

The odds are minimal, right?

Well...it’s fine if it happens just once; after all, this world always has some logic-defying events.

But how could it happen again in the same place?

"Could it be, it wasn’t Canxing whom Qianyan sent to cancel the Martial Arts Convention to stop me from playing my game?" The voice was profound, the giant eyeball staring at the old man from the Higher Realm.

The old man from the Higher Realm trembled all over, sweat rolling down his forehead.

Rain with a sour stench began to fall within the Demon Court.

"This humble one would never dare to scheme against the Heavenly Venerable!" It had been many years since he had sweated like this.

Qi Yuan remained calm.

The other had not lied.