Become a fairy alone

With their path blocked, the survivors felt that the other party was already very merciful, even if it meant leaving some bloodline for the Turin Night Hounds. Or perhaps the other party had no interest in the Turin Night Hounds at all, and there was nothing here that would make them look at them differently.

The stars have faded into the distance, and the surviving Turin Nighthounds have no time to grieve. Once a powerful tribe, with the deaths and escapes of its three clan elders, and the outbreak of the Ice Flame Hound Bat Cave, this place is no longer suitable for their survival.

The erupting icy flames were enough to make them tremble with fear, but these dangers were secondary. Without their patriarch in charge, the tribes that had been oppressed by them in the past would surely retaliate even more severely once they understood the chaos here.

If they had moved even a little slower, they would have had little chance of escaping the enemy's encirclement and killing.

The once bustling and powerful territory of the Turin Nighthound Clan, which dominated the demon realm, was now in ruins, with large numbers of demons fleeing. The arrival of hostile forces, however, was not as rapid.

The main reason was that the tragic state of the Turin Night Demon Dog tribe frightened those forces, who feared that arriving too early would offend the mysterious Buddhist powerhouses within the constellations.

Even the formidable Turin Nighthound tribe was nearly wiped out in an instant, leaving only small fry whom the enemy disregarded. Any other force would have been wiped out even faster, utterly powerless to resist.

The tragic state of the Turin Nighthound tribe swept across a large area of ​​the nearby demon realm like a whirlwind, terrifying all the demon forces traveling among the stars.

Many tribes that were originally engaged in battle also ended their fighting, and even gave up the prizes that were within their grasp, just to withdraw from the Star Travel area and avoid encountering the mysterious powerful beings there and provoking their displeasure.

“A true man should be like this.” In the low-lying part of the valley, a tall, purple-armored skeleton stood with its hands clasped under a demonic antelope tree, gazing at the magnificent stars in the depths of the void, and couldn’t help but murmur a sigh.

"What's wrong with you, Du the Madman? Hurry up and hide!" A purplish-black figure leaped out of the deep pool in the valley, cursing angrily and urging the purple-armored skeleton to hide.

"Hide? Why should I hide? I haven't offended them." The purple-armored skeleton shook his head.

"Are you out of your mind? Two of the three demon dogs and bats have died, and the entire battle formation of the Turin Night Demon Dog tribe is powerless to resist. Your strength is only slightly better than mine, and you haven't even reached the level of a Demon Lord. It would be easier for the other party to kill you than to crush an ant. Does such a being need a reason to kill someone? Just because he doesn't like him is enough."

The purplish-black figure was clearly still worried about the purple-armored skeleton, but the creature remained unmoved, leaving the purplish-black figure helpless.

Fearing that she would be noticed by the mysterious powerful beings in the starry sky, and seeing that she could not persuade the purple-armored skeleton, she muttered "madman" under her breath and then, quite chivalrously, released a large amount of purplish-black mist, covering the entire valley. As for how effective it would be, she had no confidence at all; she was just seeking some psychological comfort.

However, just as the purplish-black mist began to disperse, a sliver of starlight suddenly broke through the mist and fell into the valley.

"It's over!" The purplish-black figure had only been clinging to a sliver of hope, thinking that the other party wouldn't care about someone like him.

According to the information we have received, although the mysterious powerhouse among the stars possesses extraordinary abilities, the chances of him taking action are slim unless one offends him. Furthermore, many tribes remained unscathed when the stars passed through.

Unfortunately, this madman Du started acting crazy again. It's not a big deal when he has a bout of madness, but this time it's particularly severe. Of all people to provoke, he had to go and provoke that mysterious old monster from the Buddhist sect.

The opposing force easily suppressed the once-dominant Turin Night Hound, killing two of its three Demon Lord-level experts and causing one to escape. Their formerly formidable power was utterly crushed, and they are now universally reviled. It is rumored that the Turin Night Hound is already on high alert, so there is no question of one attacking the other.

There are even rumors that the other party came in pursuit of the Ancient Demon Emperor. Regardless of the specific reason, apart from a few Emperor-level powerhouses, no one in the entire Demon Realm can afford to provoke the other party.

Du Fenghu's actions at this moment were undoubtedly courting death. The other party had saved him several times, and he couldn't just watch Du Fenghu act foolishly. He originally thought he could cover them up, but things didn't go as planned. The old monster in the starry sky noticed them, otherwise there wouldn't have been a little starlight falling down.

At this moment, the purplish-black figure dared not move an inch, simply standing frozen in place awaiting its fate.

Faced with such a powerful old monster, the purplish-black figure had no illusions and obediently stayed where she was. Perhaps the monster would let them go if it saw that they were nothing special. This was the only way. Any rash move could lead to a fatal blow.

"Fellow Daoist Du, how have you been?" Just as the purplish-black figure was filled with surprise and doubt, a voice that had been long absent yet somewhat familiar entered his ears.

Two wisps of purple flame flickered in the empty eye sockets of the purple-armored skeleton, revealing an expression of disbelief. "It's you, Fellow Daoist Lu!"

In the shimmering starlight, a blurry figure gradually became clear in the next instant.

"It really is you. Did you wipe out the Turin Nighthounds?" Du Fenghu finally came to his senses after a long while.

“Otherwise, if they block my way, how can I deter other ill-intentioned individuals if I don’t take swift and decisive action?” Lu Xiaotian said.

“It doesn’t necessarily have to be that complicated. As long as we spread the news that you’ve entered the Demon Realm, who would dare to stop you?” Du Fenghu smiled upon hearing this. “To be honest, if Fellow Daoist Lu hadn’t come down himself, I wouldn’t even dare to acknowledge you now.”

"There are still some who dare to stop me, and besides that, I do need some demons and monsters to jump out so I can make an example of them." Lu Xiaotian shook his head.

"There aren't many old friends who came from the Spirit Realm, and even fewer from the Crimson Abyss Continent. If we're talking about cultivation levels, back in the Crimson Abyss Continent or the Spirit Realm, how many people could talk to me on equal terms? If Fellow Daoist Du doesn't even have this ambition, his future achievements will probably stop here."

Du Fenghu burst into laughter, his laughter tinged with nostalgia and melancholy. "Fellow Daoist Lu hasn't changed at all. To be honest, I don't have much ambition for higher realms anymore. Being able to see Fellow Daoist Lu again today is a relief."

Seeing his deathly still expression, Lu Xiaotian roughly guessed what was going on. Du Fenghu was also a formidable figure. When Lu Xiaotian first encountered Du Fenghu, both of them were only at the Golden Core stage. Du Fenghu's Purple Iris Skull Hammer had left a deep impression on him.

It is difficult to destroy the will of someone like Du Fenghu from a combat perspective. The opponent also has the cultivation of the Yuan Shen Demon Body Realm. Although he is injured, such strength is still at the upper level in the Demon Realm.

It's remarkable that he's progressed from a low-level interface to where he is now; his improvement speed is definitely not slow. With Du Fenghu's comprehension and resilient spirit, there's still hope for him to take another step forward. His current desolate state is likely related to his former Daoist partner. Du Fenghu and his partner once shared a deep bond, weathering many hardships together. Now, alone, it's inevitable that he's overcome with sorrow.

“I’ve brewed quite a few fine wines, but I’ve rarely had the leisure to drink them. Now that we’ve reunited, how about we drink until we’re completely drunk?” Lu Xiaotian asked.

"I would be more than happy to have Fellow Daoist Lu treat me to a drink. There are very few people in these realms who can afford to have a drink with Fellow Daoist Lu. However, I am not alone. How about asking for a jar of wine for this friend next to me as well?" Du Fenghu said with a smile, his sorrowful aura completely gone.

The purplish-black figure beside her stood frozen in place, not daring to move. At first, it did frighten her a bit, as her life and death were in the other party's hands. But no one expected that Du Fengzi would know such a terrifying being, and it seemed that they had a good relationship. This somewhat refreshed her understanding.

She had known Du Fengzi since he was a low-level demon in the Demon Realm. They had even teamed up a few times and gone through many hardships together, narrowly escaping death several times. Who would have thought that he had such a powerful backer?

If you have powerful backing, you should have brought it out earlier. Who in the entire demon realm would dare to provoke such a powerful old acquaintance? Even the Demon Emperor, who is rarely seen, probably wouldn't easily provoke him.

After the initial shock, Zi Xuan Shuang was overwhelmed with joy. She was no longer going to die, and was even invited to drink by such a powerful being. It was something she never dared to dream of.

Seeing a jar of wine floating towards her, Zi Xuan Shuang quickly reached out and caught it, muttering words of thanks for the gift. Even before opening the jar, melodies of immortal music and the aroma of wine wafted from within, possessing an intoxicating quality.

"Five-Tone Immortal Bamboo Brew?" Du Fenghu slapped open the wine jar, his face full of surprise. "Fellow Daoist Lu actually has such leisure and refined tastes?"

"I had a period of leisure in Honghao Heavenly Court, and I happened to come across some spiritual materials that could be refined into pills, so I brewed this wine. A batch was left in the Dragon Domain, and I carried some with me. I don't usually feel like drinking, but it's rare that I have some free time today, and I've run into you again," Lu Xiaotian said.

"From the Dragon Realm?" Zi Xuan Shuang's heart pounded. There were many rumors about the mysterious being among the stars, and most people thought he was a Buddhist expert. But now it was said that he came from the Dragon Realm.

Within these realms, there is currently only one Dragon Domain, and its strength is so terrifying that its identity is obvious—it is actually the Lord of the Dragon Domain!

Du Fengzi actually has such a deep relationship with the Lord of the Dragon Domain. The two of them can put aside the huge difference in their status and cultivation and sit together to drink without any obstacles.

Although it seems unbelievable, it is something that is really happening right before my eyes.

"The last time I heard news of you was when it was rumored that Emperor Yuxuan had failed in his conquest of the Dragon Realm. I was happy for you for a while, and I was even thinking that I might never have the chance to see you again in this lifetime. I never expected that you would come to the Demon Realm. Is there anything I need to do in the Demon Realm this time?"

At this moment, Du Fenghu was so indifferent to life and death that he spoke to Lu Xiaotian more and more casually, without the slightest fear in his tone.

This was exactly what Lu Xiaotian wanted to see. Holding the wine jar, he greeted Du Fenghu from a distance, "Your information is a bit outdated. After the Dragon Domain War, I came to the Immortal Realm and fought against the Underworld Emperor in Jiuyang City. Later, I clashed with the Ancient Demon Emperor in the Desolate Sea. This time, I came to the Demon Realm to hunt down the Ancient Demon Emperor."

"You actually defeated the Ancient Demon Emperor?" Zi Xuan Shuang was so shocked that she could barely hold the wine jar. Du Feng Hu's voice was also hoarse, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

The fact that they came to hunt down the Ancient Demon Emperor means they must have already defeated him; otherwise, why would the Demon Emperor need to flee? This is explosive news that could shake the Demon Realm, no, it could shake countless realms.

The Ancient Demon Emperor was defeated and even had to flee back to the Demon Realm to save his life? If Lu Xiaotian were to succeed, this would be a major event that could change the entire landscape of the Demon Realm.

Once the Ancient Demon Emperor is truly killed, or his world-suppressing artifact is exhausted, leaving the throne vacant, who knows how many powerful figures from the Demon Realm will want to ascend to the throne and take his place.

The thought of the horrific carnage that would engulf them sent chills down Zi Xuan Shuang's spine. While she and Du Feng Hu were not weak in terms of cultivation, the struggle for the throne meant that countless forces would be drawn into the conflict, and a sea of ​​blood was foreseeable.

"The abdication of the Ancient Demon Emperor is inevitable. If you don't want to get involved, you'd better get away as soon as possible," Lu Xiaotian warned.

Following the trail of his opponent, the Ancient Demon Emperor set up many illusions along the way, but these were no longer enough to deceive him.

The enemy had largely entered their territory and possessed their most elite demon warriors. This battle might be somewhat similar to the Underworld Abyss, but back then, Lu Xiaotian's cultivation was not as high as it is now, and the Ancient Demon Emperor could no longer compare to the Underworld Emperor of that time.

Without the interference of other Demon Emperors, Lu Xiaotian would definitely turn their lair upside down.

"Thank you so much for the reminder, Dragon Lord. I will leave this place with Du Fengzi as soon as possible." Zi Xuan Shuang's heart was pounding. They could not stay here any longer.

Once a struggle for the throne begins, whether they like it or not, it will be difficult to avoid being drawn into it within the territory of the Ancient Demon Emperor.

Even though their cultivation was limited and they had no desire for the throne, they could not resist the greed of other demon lord-level powerhouses.

These Demon Lord-level powerhouses not only have to compete based on their own cultivation, but also rely on the forces under their command to compete. She and Du Fenghu, both Nascent Soul Demon Body Realm powerhouses, are undoubtedly the best fighters. They can play an important role in the Demon Army and will not pose any threat to the throne.

Once they are targeted by various forces, whether or not they join them will no longer be up to them. For most Demon Lord-level powerhouses, they would rather destroy them than let their opponents obtain them easily.

The Five-Tone Immortal Bamboo Brew originates from the immortal pills brewed by Lu Xiaotian. The higher the grade of the pills, the better the wine produced. However, Lu Xiaotian has only been in the Immortal Realm for a short time, and the Five-Tone Immortal Bamboo Brew has not been stored long enough to accumulate the richness brought by the long years.

However, for Du Fenghu and Zi Xuanshuang, it was already a rare find of fine wine.

There are few who can collect such alchemy materials, and even fewer who can refine them into pills. Especially in the Demon Realm, where the foundation in alchemy has always been weak, even the few Alchemy Saints are struggling, mostly using their resources for more crucial purposes, let alone for brewing wine. (End of Chapter)