Chapter 278 The Tragic Jiang Demon King
"Here, here!" After the two little ones finished carrying the hawthorns from the dining hall, they excitedly waved to the elders and their fathers above.
[Lan Yue: System, it's a real shame. I feel like we haven't finished eating all this gossip yet.]
[System: What other gossip would you like to hear? Whose gossip?]
[Lan Yue: I'm actually quite curious about that Demon Lord's descendant, but I've already eaten too much gossip today. We'll continue next time if we have the chance. Anyway, we've leveled up; we can even find gossip by searching names!]
This is what Lan Yue thinks is the smartest thing! Back then, she was waiting for the gossip about the Holy Son of Beiling, but she didn't get it for so long. In the end, she went to the Holy Land of Beiling and upgraded to an intermediate gossip watcher before she finally got her wish.
Lan Yue's voice, which was talking to the system, had naturally returned to its original tone, and was completely different from the Sixth Prince's voice.
At this moment, Luan Feng looked at the little dumpling in his hand with a sudden realization. He had said that his previous guess was correct. He had already had some doubts when that thought first appeared.
Now it seems that it really was this little dumpling; only this little black dumpling had the guts to take the blame for something.
The Sixth Prince sighed and smiled.
However, this is indeed something he is happy to see.
He was not surprised at all; the high-level demons who had already fled were trembling with fear and dared not approach.
The people from the cultivation world, who were suspended above the Demon King's Palace, suddenly changed their expressions.
Lan Yue has already caught up in so much gossip here? Has the Demon Clan actually discovered the existence of any immortal artifacts?
The leading elder arrived at the two small black balls in the blink of an eye and carefully examined their condition.
The Holy Lord of Beiling, his eyes bloodshot, stood protectively beside the two little bundles of flesh.
Then they heard a familiar voice.
[Lan Yue: Although it's a bit of a shame, it's okay. The Demon King's Palace has collapsed, and the Demon Kings are all fighting amongst themselves, so they can't care about the cultivation world at all. Overall, we can say we've made a killing!]
The cultivators standing nearby were completely bewildered. What had Lan Yue just said? What? Demon kings fighting amongst themselves? Was it the kind of infighting they had imagined?
Even Yun Chong found it hard to believe. He had regained his memories and knew that he had been here a hundred years ago. It was because of his personal experience in the Demon Realm that he knew how troublesome these demons were.
Especially those demon kings, as long as they are in the Demon King's Palace, they are almost immortal. Even if they are beaten to the point of death and only have one breath left, as long as they come to the Demon King's Palace to recuperate, they can slowly recover.
This is also why they hid themselves when they were being hunted by so many demon kings; those demon kings were really not easy to deal with!
So what did he hear now? These demon kings are embroiled in internal strife and can't even care about the cultivation world anymore?
Although Yun Chong thought it was impossible, seeing yet another palace in the Demon King's Palace collapse without any Demon King appearing, he gradually began to believe it.
Wait a minute, so in just over a month, Lan Yue not only arrived in the Demon Realm, but also successfully disrupted the entire Demon Realm, causing all the Demon Kings to fight each other?
At this speed, even immortals from the celestial realm would probably be wide-eyed with astonishment.
Yun Chong looked dazed for a moment, and the expressions of the others around him were no better; they were all questioning the meaning of life.
"Lanyue, Xiaoxi, let's go, let's hurry up and go!"
After realizing what was happening, Yun Chong quickly grabbed the two little dumplings and prepared to leave.
What if we don't run away in time, and those demon kings fighting outside find out what's going on and come after the two little ones?
After all, this is the Demon Realm. Even if there is a fight, it would be more beneficial for the Demon Kings, since the area around the Demon King's Palace is filled with demonic energy.
Lan Yue was almost shaken dizzy. She quickly squeezed herself out and shouted, "Don't worry, don't worry! We still have a friend who hasn't left yet. He's going back with us!"
"Luan Feng, hurry, hurry, let's run away together! Stop standing there!"
The little black ball of fluff jumped around anxiously, waving incessantly at the Sixth Prince, who was standing there in a daze.
"Me too?" The Sixth Prince was still somewhat taken aback.
"But I'm not from the cultivation world, I'm just a half-demon..."
As a half-demon, he was not only unpopular in the demon realm, but also certainly unpopular in the cultivation world. After all, the demons of the demon realm had invaded the cultivation world for so many years and were hated by all humans.
"Don't be silly, those demon kings are just in a hurry to finish off their opponents, that's why they haven't realized what we've done yet! Once they come to their senses, they'll definitely know what we've done!"
"Do you think those demon kings will let you go then? Even Demon King Jiang is in trouble himself, so he definitely can't protect you! We should make the best of the thirty-six stratagems and run away!"
Although Lan Yue had only been in the Demon Realm for a little over a month, after experiencing so much, she truly regarded the Sixth Prince as her friend.
If we let the Sixth Prince stay here, wouldn't that be like throwing him into a sea of fire? Those demon kings aren't that stupid; they're just blinded by hatred right now.
"Since we're friends, why don't you come along too? Come to our Nanling Sect and cultivate with these little guys." Yun Chong immediately extended an invitation.
Although we don't know exactly what happened, we can deduce with a little thought that the Sixth Prince must have helped the two little ones a lot.
With his keen eyesight, he could naturally tell that the person in front of him was actually a half-demon. A half-demon was the best, at least he still had human blood and some sense of belonging to the cultivation world. If he were a pure demon, he would naturally not allow Lan Yue and Yun Xi to come into contact with this guy.
"Come to our Northern Ridge Holy Land! You can stay there as long as you like!" Baili Tusu quickly added.
At this moment, he was very cunning. If all these little ones went to the Southern Spirit Sect, wouldn't that mean that his two daughters would also stay in the Southern Spirit Sect forever? What if they were so happy there that they didn't want to come back?
But if he comes to the Holy Land of Beiling, it's different; he can see his daughter at any time!
A light shone in Baili Tusu's eyes.
"Can I really do this?" Luan Feng was clearly a little uneasy. He knew that if he continued to stay in the Demon Realm, he might not even survive until tomorrow. After all, it was "him" who revealed so many secrets, which caused chaos in the Demon King's Palace.
"I..." He was clearly tempted, but before he could agree, the sky around him suddenly changed.
The thin clouds in the sky suddenly piled up, and thick dark clouds gathered together, forming a huge vortex in the air. The vortex was filled with endless demonic energy, which pressed down on all the demons and humans below, making it almost impossible for them to breathe.
The Supreme Elder's expression hardened; even with his current cultivation level, he felt somewhat fearful of the oppressive force emanating from that massive vortex.
The Insect Witch's face darkened further as she said, word by word, "There's the aura of a Demon Lord from the Demon Realm there. Wasn't their Demon Lord dead for ten thousand years?"
Upon hearing his description, everyone looked somewhat worried.
If a Demon Lord were to truly emerge from the Demon race, the consequences would be unimaginable; the cultivation world would have no power to rival him.
Because the Demon Lord of the Demon Realm was as powerful as a Human Immortal in the Immortal Realm, the main sacred mountain of the Central Holy Land was cut down by that Demon Lord ten thousand years ago, thus severing the path for the Peerless Continent to ascend to the Immortal Realm.
Amidst the solemn expressions of these people, the vortex in the air gradually shrank, and a man in a blue robe emerged from it.
With each step he took, large and small vortexes floated around him, interspersed with countless void cracks.
The Supreme Elder instinctively led everyone away from this place, fearing they would be swept into the void rifts.
He frowned slightly, then suddenly realized something: "This one is not a demon lord from the demon realm, but he has the aura of a demon lord."
"However, in another hundred years, when he has exhausted the power within him, he will not be far from becoming a Demon Lord."
Perhaps, he will even break through to the next level and become the current Demon Lord of the Demon Clan.
However, he didn't say it aloud, afraid that others would misunderstand.
"The Supreme Elder of the Southern Spirit Sect is quite perceptive. I haven't been able to digest the power within my body for a while and can't break through yet," the man in the blue robe said calmly.
"Qingxu, you are currently in a special moment. You probably devoured the body of the former Demon Lord not long ago, right? That's why the surrounding space is unstable and void rifts have appeared." The Insect Witch naturally saw this as well.
"Right now, you'd better not make a move rashly. Otherwise, if there's a backlash, you'll never have another chance to challenge the Demon Lord. After all, such an opportunity is rare and hard to come by."
The man in the blue robe glanced at him and did not deny it: "You're right, I really can't make a move easily, or it will backfire."
"But you're all going to take my son away, how can I just stand by and watch?"
What, son?
Everyone, even the Sixth Prince himself, subconsciously looked over.