Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon!-Chapter 654 The Beginning of the Path of Cultivating Demon

A massive demon, as large as a mountain, exuded strong aura fluctuations all over its body. Its wings, immense beyond compare, could seemingly soar straight to ninety thousand li with a single flap.

SCREECH!

Another long shriek echoed.

This great demon circled the sky above, lingering overhead for a long time without leaving, its purpose clear.

Zhang Ziyu's mouth fell slightly agape; he was somewhat dumbfounded.

After the Demon Emperor had been slain, could there still be great demons appearing on this barren land?

"Don't panic, stay calm!" Zhang Ziyu said to the several Saint Kings behind him. "It's just one great demon. We have the advantage in numbers—let's take it down together."

The Saint Kings were speechless.

That was a great demon! It was equivalent to the Great Saint Realm of the Human Clan—far, far stronger than any of them. This was not something numbers could make up for.

Seeing their silent, grim faces, Zhang Ziyu felt irritated. All they do is boast normally, but now that a great demon is attacking, they all play dumb. If you all don't step up, do you expect me, this young master, to take action? Outrageous!

This was especially true since he had just been showing off in front of Chen Pingping, claiming his strength was immense and could settle any trouble.

They had just set foot in the Northern Border and already encountered a great demon. It was somewhat unreasonable, but surely they couldn't just run away, right?

Zhang Ziyu pulled out several Quasi-Emperor Weapons. "Stay calm. Even though there's a gap in strength, this young master still has his resources."

At this sight, the Saint Kings' faces lit up with joy. They quickly took the Quasi-Emperor Weapons, readying themselves for battle.

Zhang Ziyu smiled slightly, glancing at Chen Pingping. "Little brother, rest assured. The experts from our Ancient Family are not mediocre. Even though there's a gap in realm, the combat power we can unleash far exceeds this realm."

Jiang Ni'er curled her lips. Exceeding actual ability? Then why do you need Quasi-Emperor Weapons?

Chen Pingping nodded. "Mm, I believe you."

"Defeating higher-level opponents is one of their basic abilities. Plus, with the explosive power of the Quasi-Emperor Weapons, taking down that great demon will be easy," Zhang Ziyu declared, full of confidence.

However, high in the sky, the massive Demon Bird swept its wings, pouring down a sea of extremely hot flames that set the entire Void ablaze. It was as if the fire came straight from a furnace. The immense killing intent was entwined with Tao and the very essence of flames, resembling the legendary Heavenly Fire falling from the heavens to incinerate the mortal world.

The Saint Kings who had just rushed forward were stunned. They quickly retreated, their scalps tingling and their faces as pale as snow. "Young Master, it has a Quasi-Emperor Weapon too!"

Indeed, that was a Quasi-Emperor Weapon. A Quasi-Emperor Weapon wielded by a great demon possessed power far beyond what Saint Kings could compare to.

In just a moment, the sky was engulfed in flames.

But then, a strange scene followed. The great demon circling high above, its sharp gaze piercing downward, seemed to spot something and was visibly shocked. It quickly withdrew its Quasi-Emperor Weapon and fled, looking exceptionally flustered.

Heh! Jiang Ni'er chuckled. That Demon Bird's instincts aren't bad. Otherwise, if Senior Brother made a move, it wouldn't even know how it died.

But in Zhang Ziyu's eyes, the great demon's retreat was related to him, the Son of the Fate Energy. After all, that was how things always worked for him in Huangzhou. All formidable enemies avoided him. All calamities, malevolent entities, schemes, and massacres stayed far away from him.

"It actually fled?" Zhang Ziyu chuckled. "It was wise. Otherwise, if I, this young master, took action, let alone a mere great demon, even Quasi-Emperor Realm experts wouldn't escape their doom here."

Liu Dayao glanced at him sideways, silently agreeing with this statement.

The Saint Kings who had hurried back immediately felt their confidence surge. Our young master might love to boast, but he truly is a Son of the Fate Energy. An existence blessed by the heavens is unlikely to encounter true danger. That great demon must have sensed the young master's profound Fate Energy and fled because of it.

"Little brother, rest easy. I, your big brother, will pave the way for you." Witnessing this, Zhang Ziyu became even more certain that his Fate Energy was effective in the Southern Diaspora.

Without further ado, he led the way with Chen Pingping.

The following scenes unfolded just as he had imagined. The Demon Race experts they encountered along the way fled in terror at the sight of them, their faces etched with shock, as if they had seen a death god emerge from hell itself. They were utterly frightened and stumbled in their haste.

Zhang Ziyu's smile grew even more brilliant. "See? I've always said that a Son of the Fate Energy is unlikely to encounter danger."

Liu Dayao chimed in, "Yes, Young Master is very powerful."

Jiang Ni'er glanced at Zhang Ziyu and pursed her lips, saying nothing.

Chen Pingping also seemed to agree, but as he looked at Zhang Ziyu, a subtle, intense change flickered in his gaze.

「Deep in the Northern Border.」

Under Guang Xiaoyu's forceful command, Li Qi had no choice but to step out and lure their powerful enemies. However, the hidden foes were too cunning. They refused to show themselves, concealing their attacks and even the Divine Weapons they wielded.

Yet, one deadly assault followed another.

There were even several times when Li Qi was almost slain. He cried out in shock, his body trembling, and looked back at his Martial Aunt. But he found that his Martial Aunt had not the slightest intention of calling a halt. Li Qi couldn't help but stare, his eyes widening in disbelief.

Wuxian and Anan, standing behind Guang Xiaoyu, were also trembling violently.

So close. Just a little more. One more time... and I will be able to pinpoint your location, Guang Xiaoyu mused, her gaze riveted forward. She appeared calm on the surface, but internally, her emotions churned like erupting magma.

With every deadly assault Li Qi faced, she tried desperately to locate the powerful enemy orchestrating it. But they were clever, concealing their attacks, masking their Divine Weapons, and erasing all traces, determined not to let Guang Xiaoyu find them.

After all, she was a Demon Emperor.

Moreover, Wuxian, who stood behind her, possessed the royal bloodline of the Demon Emperor Clan. If he were to light the Spirit Calming Incense, no one in the entire Northern Border would be able to withstand it.

BUZZ!

A large, green Big Bell suddenly materialized, unleashing a dense wave of demonic power that swept across the sky and slashed downward. It was incredibly strong—a Quasi-Emperor Weapon.

However, within the Big Bell, there wasn't just demonic power; another kind of force lay hidden.

In an instant, an attack erupted from within the Big Bell. It tore across the Void, seemingly ignoring time and space, and pierced through Li Qi's body.

He let out a scream of agony as his body crashed heavily to the ground, a conspicuous trail of fresh blood arcing across the sky.

"Found you!" Guang Xiaoyu's eyes snapped open, and she strode into the Void.

She found a withered old man, his complexion bloodless. He was a member of the Demon Race, but there was another terrifying force within him.

Just as she reached him, the old man self-detonated.

Guang Xiaoyu's expression remained impassive. Grafting, is it?

Although the old man had self-destructed, he inevitably left traces behind. He was a Demon Race expert, but not entirely. To be precise, he was being controlled by Demon cultivators. This was achieved through a Great Divine Power known as "Grafting."

Her exceptionally talented disciple had mentioned it once, but she hadn't paid it much heed at the time. This was because such Divine Skills originated from the Ancient City.

In that instant, Guang Xiaoyu understood everything. Someone from the Ancient City had acted, joining forces with that 'good' disciple of hers, intending to have her slain in the Northern Border.

Hmph. Truly a 'good' disciple of this emperor.

Guang Xiaoyu chuckled lightly. "Very well. My path of Cultivating Demon begins now."