Unrivaled Martial Emperor-Chapter 910 - Island of Myriad Demons

All eyes were fixed on the scene as the tsunami-like might of the Demonic Jiao of Darkness crashed down on Gu Ling and the others. The crowd blinked, stunned into silence.

Were the other candidates about to bear the brunt of its anger?

Chen Fan stood on the wide back of the Demonic Jiao of Darkness, watching as the nine struggled against the furious waves of pressure.

Blinking innocently, he thought, You can’t blame me for this—it’s got nothing to do with me!

The nine were so frustrated they could vomit blood.

When the jiao had been focusing on Chen Fan, the pressure on them had eased slightly. But no one expected him to bypass its might effortlessly and leap onto its back, enraging the beast further.

Yet, instead of punishing Chen Fan, the Jiao unleashed its fury on the others. The nine of them felt like tiny boats in a raging sea. Fierce winds and towering waves surged, trying to capsize them.

The Demonic Jiao of Darkness wasn’t holding back, unleashing pressure equivalent to the fifth or sixth-level Manifestation realm. Their faces grew grim as the overwhelming force bore down on them.

Gu Ling, barely holding her ground, glanced at Chen Fan, who still wore an innocent expression. Clenching her teeth in fury, she muttered, “Scoundrel! He provoked that beast but we are suffering. And to top it off, he has the nerve to look innocent. What a shameless scoundrel!”

Cao Shi, Li Qingchan, Lu Feng, and the others nodded in agreement.

This damned scoundrel is still pretending to be innocent!

You clearly know that the Demonic Jiao of Darkness is proud, so why didn’t you put up an appearance and give it some face?

Now, you are sitting there safely and we are bearing the brunt!

Thinking of this, Cao Shi and the others felt the urge to drag Chen Fan down from the Demonic Jiao of Darkness’ back and give him a good beating. This damned scoundrel!

Although they were so depressed that they could vomit blood, Gu Ling and the others had no choice but to grit their teeth and persevere. Vomiting blood under this immense pressure would be far too humiliating with so many eyes on them.

The crowd, though struggling to suppress their laughter, couldn’t hide their amusement.

The holy envoy patted the Demonic Jiao of Darkness. Though visibly displeased, the jiao gradually withdrew its oppressive aura.

Relief swept over Gu Ling and the others like a breath of fresh air after suffocating. They quickly seized the opportunity, each displaying their divine abilities to break free and leaped onto the jiao’s back one by one.

Gu Ling and Cao Shi were the first to get on. As soon as Gu Ling stepped on the jiao’s back, she stared at Chen Fan angrily, her eyes spewing flames, wishing to rip him into pieces.

Chen Fan shuddered and said softly, “This really isn’t my fault. I didn’t do anything.”

“You...” Gu Ling became even angrier, but she couldn’t deny his innocence. Left with no argument, she spat through clenched teeth, “You scoundrel!”

Watching this, Xuan Shitong’s face betrayed a hint of unease. Although she was a princess, she was far from comparable to Gu Ling.

If Gu Ling had also taken a fancy to Chen Fan, Xuan Shitong would have no competitive advantages at all. She couldn’t help but swear secretly. This won’t do. I must execute the plan to push down this scoundrel as soon as possible.

At last, all ten demonic child candidates had climbed onto the Demonic Jiao’s broad back, passing the test without disgrace.

“Farewell.” The demonic mountain’s holy envoy nodded at Demon Venerable Ping Shan before urging the jiao to take flight toward the demonic mountain.

The crowd looked at the departing figures, their eyes flickering.

Among the ten candidates, who would pass the trials of the demonic mountain, ascend its summit, and enter the demonic palace to inherit the legacy of the Lord of Myriad Demons?

In the future, would a second demon venerable appear in the Ping Shan Demonic Domain?

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Xuan Shitong’s gaze lingered on Chen Fan as he grew smaller in the distance, her emotions a mix of frustration and loss.

She knew he had always intended to slip away, and now, he had succeeded.

“Hmph, you damned scoundrel, don’t even think about escaping from the palm of this princess!”

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Chen Fan and the other candidates stood on the jiao’s back. Fierce, blade-like winds howled and struck their faces. Gu Ling and the others even had to muster their protective true primeval to shield themselves.

Chen Fan, however, ignored the wind and softly asked, “What kind of place is the demonic mountain?”

His curiosity was piqued.

Gu Ling seemed to have heard his whisper. She moved closer and explained, “The demonic mountain is a legendary site of the Myriad Demon Islands. Those at the summit are omnipotent and omniscient.”

“The Myriad Demon Islands are bathed in the brilliance of the Lord of Myriad Demons. Every demonic is born under this light, and the demonic mountain is a sacred site for billions, a place of pilgrimage.”

Cao Shi also walked over, glanced at Chen Fan, and continued, “I once heard Lord Demon Venerable say that the summit of the demonic mountain houses countless demon palaces, each filled with experts as numerous as the clouds. Joining one of these palaces would grant limitless potential for cultivation.

“But reaching the summit isn’t easy. Rumors say that to reach the summit, one must pass the Myriad Demons Stairs, also known as the demonic mountain’s test.”

“Oh, the demonic mountain’s test? I wonder what kind of trial awaits.” Chen Fan’s eyes flickered.

Cao Shi smiled and said, “It is said that everyone faces a unique test on the Myriad Demons Stairs. Ten thousand people, ten thousand different tests.”

Chen Fan’s heart shook.

A test tailored to each individual—how immense must this system be?

The Myriad Demon Islands had endured for countless years on the Endless Sea, with countless cultivators passing through the Myriad Demons Stairs. If every demonic cultivator who stepped on the Myriad Demons Stairs had faced a different test, it was a staggering concept.

Suddenly, Chen Fan’s anticipation grew, eager to face whatever awaited him.

When the time came, what kind of test would he face?

But soon, Chen Fan stopped pondering too deeply.

Beyond his pursuit of becoming the strongest on the martial path, he always focused on immediate goals—doing his best and moving forward.

The Island of Myriad Demons was the sacred island of the Myriad Demon Islands. Legend had it that this island was in the sky.

On the Island of Myriad Demons, there was the Myriad Demon Islands’ sacred land, the demonic mountain.

Aside from the demonic mountain, the boundlessly vast Island of Myriad Demons also had countless powerful demonic path figures. The island was teeming with terrifying power

Even if a demon venerable came to the Island of Myriad Demons, they couldn’t afford to act too openly. A careless provocation could draw the ire of someone with a deep and unfathomable background.

Chen Fan stood on the back of the Demonic Jiao of Darkness, looking at the scene in front of him, feeling deeply shocked inside.

In front of him was a vast sea that was like a starry sky.

Numerous demonic islands floated atop the waters, their towering demon cities a testament to the prosperity and might of the Island of Myriad Demons.

Far in the distance, Chen Fan’s eyes were drawn to a singular, sacred mountain—its peak seemingly reaching the heavens themselves.