Begin immortality by slaying demons.

Chapter 599 They Are Back

Xihong, the Mountain Moving Sect.

In the silent main hall, the only sounds were Old Man Huang's whispers and the sound of Shen Yi flipping pages.

"Master Shen, I'm sure the news about Nan Hong hasn't reached here yet, but what you did..."

As Huang Wenfa spoke, he glanced at the thick stack of imperial decrees on the table. He was horrified, but also felt a bit amused.

Those who could hold the decree of the Second Prince of the West Palace were either dragon grandsons or trusted attendants. Now they were all killed easily by Sect Leader Shen. How could the West Dragon Palace not know about it?

He really couldn't figure it out.

After just killing the Southern Dragon King, shouldn’t the Seven Nanhong Sects keep a low profile for the time being?

Otherwise, what's the point of blocking the news?

With so many dragon grandchildren and attendants dead, the West Dragon Palace will certainly do its best to track down the murderer. The Banshan Sect and the Baohua Sect alone are not capable of stopping their eyes and ears.

"It's good that it didn't come over."

Shen Yi nodded his chin lightly and slowly closed the file in his hand, without any intention of explaining more.

What he wanted to prevent was the news of the death of the Southern Dragon King from spreading elsewhere. As for what happened in Xihong... what did that have to do with the Seven Sons of Nanhong? There were other forces that would "take responsibility" for the deaths of these dragon grandchildren.

Shen Yi came here from Nanhong not to continue defending, nor did he think about covering up anything.

The file records the control of this land and water by the many demon generals of the Western Dragon Palace.

After carefully reciting the information several times, Shen Yi leaned back in his chair and then closed his eyes.

"this."

Huang Wenfa stared at the young man's quiet and handsome face. As the leader of a sect and a cultivator in the late Earth Realm, he felt at a loss for a moment when faced with this situation.

The other party didn't tell them what to do. Are they just waiting for Xilong Palace to find them?

What the Banshan Sect Leader didn't know was that at the moment Shen Yi closed his eyes, terrifying and ferocious shadows suddenly stood up from all over Xihong and quietly flew towards the places recorded in the files just now!

……

Xihong, Yunhe Sect.

Outside of this seemingly quiet treasure land, there were few cultivators passing by. Occasionally, there were a few who were out on business, and they would drive their treasures past with their heads down and a depressed look on their faces.

All the big monsters in this land and water have been driven out, which should be a cause for celebration.

However, after Xilong Palace dealt with this group of demons, the many monks in Xihong suddenly became prisoners before they could even smile.

When those people were less than a hundred feet away from the sect, dozens of figures appeared on the water surface, all wearing armor with dragon palace scales, and riding the waves under the leadership of the fierce demon general.

Several monks seemed to be used to it. They carefully took out a jade slip from their sleeves and handed it over.

It records where they are going, what they are doing, who they are going to meet, and even when they will return.

The moment the Western Dragon King took seat in the palace again, all the creatures on land and water recalled who was the master and who was the slave in this place.

What immortal sect is nothing in front of the Dragon Palace.

Those famous senior masters are now in seclusion in the name of cultivation, for fear that they will be targeted by these angry jade-horned silver dragons and become the poor chicken killed to scare the monkeys.

Click.

The Dragon Palace demon general read the jade slip indifferently, crushed it with his sharp five fingers, and said in a voice without any room for negotiation: "Go back."

Hearing this, several monks looked over in fear.

The tall one among them was sweating profusely. He took out a storage bag and whispered, "General, my junior brother failed to break through and urgently needs a pill to stabilize his realm. Otherwise, his life will be in danger. This is the only medicine he needs. I promise to come back after getting the medicine. Please be flexible..."

Before he finished speaking, the storage bag in his hand had already landed in the palm of the Dragon Palace demon general. The ferocious demon lowered his eyes and glanced at him with a sarcastic look on his face, then casually threw the bag to the many demon soldiers behind him.

Then, without saying a word, he turned around and headed towards the water with his demon soldiers.

"Thank you for your kindness, General..."

The tall monk dared not say anything but was angry, and had to put on a smile and bow to express his gratitude repeatedly.

Recently, Xilong Palace has been on high alert on both land and water, and it was also discovered that the Yunhe Sect had previously received the disciples of the seven Nanhong Sects. Being able to spend money to avoid disaster is already a good result.

After saying that, he and several fellow disciples wanted to activate their treasures again and leave.

However, just as the tall monk took a step forward, a silver light suddenly appeared in the air!

puff-

In the bright red blood plasma, a bright silver spear pierced through his heart, and the aura of the Taoist infant's shattered internal organs floated out from the horrifying gap.

The tall monk stared blankly ahead, eyes full of disbelief.

"I said, go back."

The Dragon Palace demon general held a gun in one hand, his voice was cold, and his vertical pupils slowly scanned the people around him: "Don't you understand?"

The remaining monks were so stiff that they didn't even dare to help their fellow disciples heal their wounds. They watched their breath grow weaker and weaker, still standing there like a fool.

It’s right at the gate of our own sect’s treasured land.

A Baiyujing demon general attacked the disciples of the Yunhe Sect without any scruples, as casually as killing chickens and dogs.

One of the monks looked back blankly.

I saw many disciples pouring out of the sect's magic circle, all looking over in shock, and then looking at each other in doubt, but they still did not receive any order from the sect to fight back.

In an instant, they once again had the most vivid experience of the terrifying deterrent power of the West Dragon Palace.

"..."

"laugh."

The Dragon Palace demon general drew back the bright silver spear, gently shook off the blood beads between the blade, turned around calmly, and continued to lead the demon soldiers towards the water.

At the same time, the entire Yunhe Sect's treasure land was shrouded in a huge shadow, as if the entire sky had suddenly turned dark.

The next moment, accompanied by thunderous laughter, a hairy giant leg like a pillar of heaven stepped down from the clouds.

"Who dares to act rashly here?"

The demon general from Dragon Palace only had time to look up in horror and let out a roar of anger.

The rough claw suddenly enlarged countless times in its sight, until everything in front of it was completely dark!

boom! !

As the earth shook, the ugly old ape lowered his body that blocked out the sun and stretched out his slender right arm. He casually picked up the scraps of flesh and broken limbs on the ground, put them in a rag bag, and then ran forward.

It was like a dark cloud suddenly withdrew and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"Ho! Ho! Ho!"

The tall monk slumped on the ground, holding his chest with his hands. His whole body was shaking uncontrollably, and his clothes had long been soaked with blood plasma and sweat.

The foot was less than a foot away from him just now, it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was stepping on his face. Those demon soldiers and generals were crushed in front of his eyes without any resistance.

Such a horrifying scene almost shattered his soul!
The disciples of Yunhe Sect rushed out, and finally someone reacted and healed the tall monk. The rest of them stared at the direction where the old ape left with wide eyes. "It's... it's it..."

An elder recognized the identity of this ape monster. It was a great monster in the Earth Realm of Xihong, and it was notorious for its ferocity!

But wasn’t this big monster driven to the south by the West Dragon Palace? Why did it suddenly come back?
Moreover, he had just returned and was able to attack the Dragon Palace demon soldiers so decisively? !

The elder of Yunhe Sect slowly scanned the surroundings.

He discovered that none of his disciples were injured. The old ape's kick seemed random, but his target was clear.

He rubbed his brows in disbelief. It was too absurd... In this land and water, there were actually creatures that dared to challenge the majesty of the West Dragon Palace.

Xihong is really going to be in chaos!
It seemed like it was verifying the thoughts of the Yunhe Sect elder.

At the same time, huge waves were set off in various places in Xihong.

In a certain market town.

The originally bustling area where monks gathered was now deserted like a dead place.

Many monks stayed in taverns and inns, waiting obediently for the order to leave. They also tried to hide some precious treasures in the hope of reducing the losses in the subsequent searches.

The entire market town was guarded by soldiers from the Dragon Palace. The tall and strong figures in armor, all holding sharp blades, exuded murderous intent that was frightening.

The female monk walked through it cautiously like a quail.

I closed my eyes and tried hard to resist the claws that were searching my body, all I wanted was to get out of this broken place as soon as possible.

But for some reason, the feeling of fear became more and more real, as if it spread throughout her body, until she could not help but shiver. Then she realized something was wrong and opened her eyes in surprise to look around.

However, the demon soldier, who was originally tall and straight, became even straighter.

The frost covering their bodies made them lose the life in their eyes, and the weapons in their hands were also covered with cracks.

The female cultivator stood blankly among the ice sculptures, and heard faint footsteps in her ears.

Soon, she saw a ragged figure, skinny as a stick, with messy hair and beard dragging on the ground. He was holding a bag in his hand and put all the ice sculptures into it like a scavenger.

During the entire process, the other party kept his eyes straight ahead, with no expression on his face, and was focused to an eerie degree that was creepy enough to make one feel creepy.

"Give way."

The old man walked slowly towards her, without even glancing at the female cultivator, and just gave her a reminder in a hoarse voice.

The female cultivator shuddered suddenly and jumped far away, then watched the strange man move forward, taking away all the ice sculptures, carrying the cold air all over the sky, as if walking in the snow and ice, until he reached the end of the wind and snow.

"..."

Similar situations occurred almost simultaneously in various parts of Xihong.

Such a group of ferocious creatures came so suddenly, with a clear purpose, without a word of nonsense from beginning to end, only killing, and without any regard for the eyes of others.

This familiar style of behavior shocked many creatures in Xihong, and also made them suddenly remember an existence that had disappeared for many days.

Those evil guys are back again?!

……

Xihong Dragon Palace.

Qi Zhaowen leaned on the throne, with two pretty water fairies beside him massaging his shoulders. He closed his eyes and frowned.

"If we can't find out the truth, I'm afraid my father will really suspect me."

"Does the Hall of Ten Thousand Demons really have nothing to do with you, brother?" Qi Laowu held up the wine glass and looked at him curiously.

"Oh, I do want to." Qi Zhaowen opened his eyes and said calmly: "Although these rats are not as good as the West Dragon Palace, if they can be used by me, they are also a good helper. To be honest, if they are willing to submit to me before my father wakes up, I can indeed consider letting bygones be bygones..."

"As for now."

Qi Zhaowen waved his hand to signal the two pretty water fairies to retreat, and slowly stood up: "Their only role is to sacrifice their lives to please my father and secure my position as crown prince."

"Congratulations in advance, brother." The fifth son of the Qi family raised his glass with a smile.

"Don't say anything too soon."

Qi Zhaowen said this, but he still leaned over to pour wine for himself. As the wine poured into the cup, he seemed to suddenly remember something, letting the wine splash everywhere, and slowly raised his head: "It's already this hour, why is there no one reporting back today?"

"Maybe he was delayed on the way?"

The fifth son of the Qi family took out the conch and said nonchalantly, "Brother, there is no need to be so cautious. My water tribe's demon soldiers are all over Xihong. It takes a very powerful person to stir this iron barrel without us noticing."

Hearing this, Qi Zhaowen did not reply, but stood up straight again.

He closed his eyes and began to sense.

As time passed, the second prince's face became increasingly gloomy.

A total of sixteen imperial edicts have lost contact!
When he opened his eyes again, Qi Zhaowen's pupils had shrunk, and there was a murderous intent in them: "Something happened!"

No matter how weak the dragon grandson and his attendants are, they are still as powerful as Bai Yujing, and they lead elite soldiers and generals. If they want to activate the magic decree to protect their bodies, they only need to inject some demonic power.

But so far, no decree has been activated, otherwise he would have discovered it long ago.

In other words, they were all killed before they even had the thought of resisting?

It would be fine if it happened once or twice, but is this the case for all sixteen edicts?

What a joke! Even a cultivator at the Hedao realm would never possess such overwhelming strength.

Perhaps his aura was obscured by other means, blinding his ears and eyes.

But no matter what.

These dragon descendants and attendants were scattered all over the place, but all of them disappeared, which means that the people who took action knew Xihong and even the Dragon Palace very well, and there were not a small number of them, and they had execution abilities that were so terrifying that they even seemed a little weird!

Thinking of this, Qi Zhaowen suddenly felt a little uneasy.

"Something's wrong! I need to go see my father!"

He is not a conceited fool like Qi Zhaoyi. Now that his father is in the palace, he must report such a situation to the other party as soon as possible.

"Then I'll go check on the situation."

The fifth son of the Qi family put away his smile and stood up as well: "Brother, don't panic yourself. At least find out who is causing the chaos first."

Qi Zhaowen hesitated for a moment and nodded: "Okay, you should be more careful. A lion must use all its strength to fight a rabbit. Don't be careless."

"My brother is still not confident in my work." The fifth brother of the Qi family smiled. As the other party's most loyal supporter from the very beginning, the two brothers have cooperated for many years, so there is no need to say more about their tacit understanding.

"correct."

Qi Zhaowen just took a step, then stopped again and snorted coldly: "Let's put aside the struggle for power for now, send a message to those two people, and ask them to come back from Wanxiang Pavilion first, so as to avoid any accidents."

As the second son, he was able to compete with his elder brother for the position of crown prince for all these years. He is quite broad-minded.

I would like to take this opportunity to let my father see who is more suitable to rule the West Flood Land.

(End of this chapter)