From the fake emperor to the concubine

The three hideous heads of the three-headed giant python twisted at the same time, smelly mucus seeped out from the gaps between the scales, and the six vertical pupils flashed with cruel light.

His laughter was as sharp as the friction of metal, echoing endlessly in the valley and causing dust to fall from the palace of the Hehuan Sect.

"As expected of a selfish human being, you have never let me down." The head in the center of the three-headed python spit out its tongue, and the venom dripping from its fangs corroded the ground into smoking holes.

"Once your own interests are involved, you can betray anything." Both of his heads opened their bloody mouths at the same time, revealing a humane and sarcastic expression.

Zheng Yi's robes rustled in the fishy wind. He looked around and saw that there were only a few people left in the originally crowded sect.

What surprised him was that he had originally thought that it would be great if 10% of the people could remain, but the result was beyond his expectations, more than 20% of the people remained.

Although these people had fear on their faces, their eyes were extremely determined.

Seeing Zheng Yi turning around, a female cultivator in plain Taoist robes took a step forward.

She was about forty years old, with fine lines around her eyes, but her figure was unexpectedly charming. The long sword in her hand drew a spark on the ground, and her voice was as clear as the collision of gold and jade: "Master, we will live and die with the Hehuan Sect."

As she finished speaking, many people responded.

These voices were scattered at first, but gradually gathered into a torrent: "Swear to live and die with the sect!"

Zheng Yi noticed that at this critical moment of life and death, most of the people who stayed behind were female cultivators.

Some of them were holding magical weapons and ready for battle, some were supporting their injured fellow disciples, and others were injecting the final spiritual power into the mountain protection formation.

Of course there were male cultivators, but their number was only about 30% of the female cultivators. Most of them stood silently beside the female cultivators, their weapons reflecting the bloody setting sun.

Bi Yao's luxurious clothes were covered with dust. As she looked at the empty He Huan Sect, the last glimmer of light in her eyes disappeared.

The Hehuan Sect is now completely emptied!
Even if she becomes the sect leader, what's the point?
Zheng Yi is in a good mood now.

He looked up at the three-headed giant python, with a barely perceptible curve at the corner of his mouth.

This snake is such a good person... No, it’s really a good snake.

If it weren't for him, it would take a huge amount of time and energy for me to deal with so many wavering traitors.

Even Zheng Yi couldn't really figure out what everyone was thinking in their hearts.

He could only slowly screen out those who were indecisive through clues and the various behaviors of these monks.

This process is like walking through a bush of thorns, and innocent people may be hurt if you are not careful.

What's even more troublesome is that people with real ulterior motives often mix with those who are completely loyal to the sect, making the situation even more complicated.

Handling the situation too gently will only make those with ulterior motives more rampant.

But if the measures are too harsh, it might hurt the hearts of those who are truly loyal to the sect.

You can only find a balance point in the middle.

A relationship that can be accepted by most people and maintain a superficial balance.

Doing so would leave a huge hidden danger. Those latent undercurrents, those resentments hidden under the surface obedience, are like magma surging underground, which may erupt at any time.

However, as long as the Hehuan Sect has enough strength, those indecisive people will at least pretend to be loyal on the surface for their own interests.

But now, Zheng Yi didn't have to worry about these messy things at all. The three-headed python had helped him burn all the rotten branches and leaves.

He looked at the disciples who chose to stay. These were the true foundation of the Hehuan Sect. The setting sun was like blood, coating their figures with a layer of gold, like a phoenix reborn from the ashes.

The square in front of the palace was mostly empty, and even the mountain protection formation was dimmed due to lack of manpower. It would not be an exaggeration to say that it was seriously damaged.

But for Zheng Yi, this is good news.

He stood on a high place, his eyes swept over the disciples who stayed behind, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

The quality of soldiers is more important than their quantity. Zheng Yi is very clear about this principle.

Just use all the original resources on the remaining people.

There is no need to distribute elixirs, skills, and magic weapons to those with weak wills.

He then selected a group of disciples with excellent qualifications and created a set of skills specifically suited for them.

It would take at most ten years for the Hehuan Sect to return to its heyday.

Even surpassing the present is not impossible.

"Don't worry, as long as I am here, none of you will die." His voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone.

"From today on, you will be glad for the decision you made for the rest of your life."

“As for those who abandoned the sect and escaped when the sect was in danger, they will regret what they did today.”

His eyes turned cold for a moment, then returned to normal.

Before the Hehuan Sect's disciples could say anything, the three-headed python laughed at them mercilessly.

The three heads laughed hoarsely at the same time, and poisonous mist filled the air.

"Interesting. You are the most arrogant and presumptuous human being I have ever seen in my life."

"Since you have made me so happy, I am reluctant to kill you."

The head on the left was spitting out tongue, and the head on the right had cruelty flashing in its eyes.

Bi Yao and Qing Ming Si Long rolled their eyes.

They looked at each other and saw helplessness in each other's eyes.

I thought to myself, Your Highness, do you have any idea of ​​your own strength?
It's true that you are very strong.

But the current situation really doesn't make us optimistic.

There is a huge gap between humans and demons.

Ordinary Jindan stage demons are not something that humans of the same level can deal with.

Not to mention, the three-headed giant python is also a demon king in the Jindan stage.

Its scales are as hard as iron, its poisonous mist corrodes everything, and its demonic power is unfathomable.

They really couldn't think of it.

How did Zheng Yi win the three-part python competition?

"In that case, I can give you a chance." A barely perceptible smile appeared on Zheng Yi's face.

The smile was very faint, but it inexplicably made people feel a chill in their hearts.

"Since you helped me eliminate those weak-willed guys in the sect."

His tone was calm, as if he was just stating a trivial matter: "It saved me a lot of trouble."

"If you leave now, I can spare your life."

As soon as the words fell, the surroundings suddenly became quiet.

The three-headed python's vertical pupils suddenly expanded. He couldn't even believe what he heard.

This human actually dares to threaten it in return?
This mere human being thinks he can defeat himself?
The three heads of the three-headed giant python tilted at the same time, and an absurd look appeared in its vertical pupils.

He was so shocked by Zheng Yi's arrogant tone that he was stunned for a few breaths. Even the poisonous fog surrounding him stopped for a moment.

The three-headed python suddenly realized: "I understand, this is what you humans call bluffing."

The head in the middle hissed and sneered, and corrosive liquid dripped from its fangs.

Zheng Yi shook his head slowly: "Not really."

His tone was eerily calm, as if he was stating a very ordinary fact.

"It would be easy for me to kill you. Leave now before I change my mind."

"As a demon, it is not easy to cultivate to such a level. You'd better think carefully."

For some reason, the three-headed python suddenly felt a shudder when hearing Zheng Yi's calm words. The left head stabbed nervously, and the scales on the right head exploded slightly.

It was as if the weak human being in front of him could really threaten his life.

The thought itself seemed ridiculous to him.

If this human was an extremely powerful person in the Spirit Transformation Stage, he might still be a little afraid of him.

But the other party's aura was clearly not even at the peak of the Golden Core stage.

His cultivation level is lower than his.

This made it feel even more insulted.

The most important thing is that he did not feel the same or even similar aura from Zheng Yi as the old witch.

There was no sense of oppression that made it instinctively fearful.

He was a great Golden Core Demon King, but he was almost intimidated by a human.

This realization made it furious.

The three-headed giant python was filled with boundless anger from the bottom of its heart, and the evil spirit was surging around its body like a substance.

Then, the three heads roared angrily at the same time.

Today, he must let this damn human know that the dignity of the Demon King must not be violated by anyone.

The ground began to shake and trees broke under the impact.

"Enough with the silly jokes."

The head in the middle of the three-headed python opened its bloody mouth and said, "If you want to kill me, you have to show some real skills."

Before he finished speaking, a terrifying pressure erupted from the three-headed python, sweeping in all directions like a tsunami.

The entire world began to shake violently due to his pressure.

The rocks collapsed and even the mountain protection formation made a buzzing sound as if it could not bear the heavy burden.

Qingming Silong covered his chest, Biyao's skirt had been torn into pieces by the evil spirit, and the two of them staggered away towards the sect.

However, the two seriously injured people had no time to escape from the pressure range of the three-headed giant python.

Every step felt like struggling in the mud, and the bones creaked under the heavy burden.

Not long after he retreated, he was enveloped by this terrifying pressure.

Bi Yao was the first to kneel on the ground, her hairpin shattered, and her black hair dancing wildly in the evil wind.

Qingming Qinglong vomited blood wildly and struggled hard to prevent himself from falling down.

But soon, both of them vomited blood and fainted.

"You guys..." Zheng Yi was speechless.

The corners of his eyes twitched as he looked at the two figures lying on the ground. The spiritual power condensed in his sleeves had to dissipate temporarily.

Originally, he wanted to block the pressure from the three-headed giant python for the two of them.

As a result, before Zheng Yi could make a move, the two of them began to retreat.

This made his outstretched hand hang awkwardly in the air, making him look like a fool who wanted to help someone but was ignored.

In the end, Zheng Yi had to chase them.

The black robe fluttered in the evil wind, and it crossed a distance of dozens of feet in a few rises and falls.

He had just arrived beside Qingming Silong and Biyao.

He squatted down, trying to protect the two people.

He felt a darkness in front of his eyes, and the huge body of the three-headed python blocked the sun. The shadow as big as a hill enveloped Zheng Yi.

The rustling sound of scales rubbing against each other was very close, and the smelly venom dripped at the feet, corroding and emitting wisps of green smoke.

"Human, you just said so many cruel words, you are not thinking of running away now, right?"

The left snake head spewed out a breath containing icy particles, and the tongue of the right snake head almost licked the back of Zheng Yi's neck.

Zheng Yi bent down, picked up the two men, and threw them into the sect's formation, one in each hand.

The action was as casual as throwing away two bags of garbage, but the spiritual power was wrapped just right, preventing the two guys from dying under the pressure of the three-headed giant python.

Only after watching them land safely did Zheng Yi brush off the non-existent dust from his sleeves.

Zheng Yi squinted his eyes and looked at the hovering giant python, and found that the edge of each of its scales was glowing with a strange purple glow.

Zheng Yi could even feel that his pressure was beginning to have the potential to become a domain.

The air was so thick that it felt like substance, and even breathing was painful.

Not to mention Qingming Silong's fake Dan realm, even he felt as if he was restrained and unable to move at all.

I tried to lift my fingers, but my movements were three points slower than usual.

"There's no need to run away to deal with you." Zheng Yi stood with his hands behind his back, facing the three-headed giant python as big as a mountain.

His robes moved without wind, and the three inches of his body were not affected by the pressure.

In front of this huge python, Zheng Yixing was as small as an ant.

But he stood straight, like a sword drawn from its sheath piercing the sky.

"Have you given up resisting? Then die in peace."

The bloody mouth of the snake head in the middle of the three-headed python opened wide and laughed exaggeratedly, as if it could swallow the entire Hehuan Sect into its stomach in one gulp.

Originally Zheng Yi was ready to deal with this guy's bloody mouth.

I even thought about how to deal with him if I was really swallowed by this guy.

As a result, this guy's huge body actually crashed directly into Zheng Yi.

Seeing this scene, all the people from the Hehuan Sect, as well as Zheng Yi’s wives and concubines on the immortal boat, closed their eyes in despair.

Some covered their mouths to stifle sobs, while others grabbed the sleeves of the people around them so tightly that their nails dug into the fabric.

Several young disciples were trembling all over, with tears silently rolling down their cheeks.

These three giant pythons are of such terrifying size that the force of their collision must be more than tens of millions of pounds?
As its huge body rolled over the ground, the earth cracked, gravel flew, and even the distant mountains trembled. The strong wind caused by the movement of the snake's body rolled up dust all over the sky, covering the sky and the sun.

Even a master in the Jindan stage would not be able to withstand this impact without any preparation, right?

Qingming Silong had just woken up from a coma. Seeing this scene, his face turned pale and he said in despair: "It's over!"

But Zheng Yi had his hands behind his back, as if he didn't take the Jindan Demon King seriously at all.

His clothes fluttered in the wind, his expression was calm, not even a single hair was out of place, as if the person in front of him was not a demon king who wanted to take his life, but an insignificant little snake.

Isn't it more dangerous to be so arrogant?

"Master, be careful!" Many people reminded Zheng Yi worriedly.

The Hehuan Sect is a demonic sect, and it is not certain how loyal the disciples here are to the sect.

But at this moment, their clenched hands and whitened knuckles revealed their true thoughts.

Among the three major demon sects, disciples of the Hehuan Sect are the most looked down upon.

To put it bluntly, in the eyes of others, most of the female disciples of the Hehuan Sect are no different from the women in a brothel.

On the contrary, no one in the Hehuan Sect looked at them with strange eyes. (End of this chapter)