Qin Renhuang just became an immortal, and you told me this is the prehistoric time

Upon hearing this, the demon was immediately enraged. A torrent of demonic energy erupted from his body, causing the sky to churn and dark clouds to cover the heavens.

“Very well, it has been a long time since we have gone to the human world to see the strong human race. I did not expect that while we are cultivating ourselves here, someone would dare to cause trouble. Today I will see which human is so bold.”

With a slightly larger hand applying the screen protector, his magical artifact, hidden within the castle, instantly flew over—an extremely ancient guqin (a seven-stringed zither).

Ancient magical patterns are carved on the guqin, exuding a sense of unease.

Holding a pipa, she leaped into the sky.

At this moment, Ying Xuan was flying at top speed, and in the blink of an eye, he had arrived in the central region of the Demon Realm. But just as he continued forward, he suddenly heard a strange zither melody resounding between heaven and earth.

Ahead, a demon was holding a pipa, her appearance extremely alluring.

Her long, jet-black hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall, swaying gently with her movements like black silk.

His eyes gleamed with a seductive light, yet within that light lay boundless evil and brutality.

She was wearing a black, sheer robe that subtly revealed her fair skin.

The Heavenly Demon arrived at the battlefield, furious. He hadn't expected that humans would actually intrude into their demon realm.

Her eyebrows furrowed, and her eyes blazed with furious fire that seemed capable of burning everything to ashes.

The screen protector also sensed the powerful divine energy contained within Ying Xuan, and for a moment dared not attack rashly. It simply said, "Human, why have you come to my Demon Realm? Do you want to die?"

Seeing that the other party was already at the early stage of Quasi-Saint, Ying Xuan finally had the right to talk to him, so he said, "I want to see the current supreme ruler of the Demon Realm."

Upon hearing this, the Heavenly Demon scoffed and sneered, "You? You think you can see our Lord? You're not qualified! Get out of the Demon Realm right now. I can forgive what happened earlier, but if you don't know what's good for you, I'll leave you in the Demon Realm forever to become our nourishment!" As she spoke, she gently plucked the strings of her pipa, producing an eerie sound that seemed like a curse from hell, sending chills down one's spine.

Seeing how foolish the other party was, Ying Xuan stopped wasting words with him and continued flying inward.

Upon seeing this, the Heavenly Demon immediately embraced the pipa and gently plucked the strings with his fingers.

Demonic sounds emanated from the pipa, transforming into invisible blades that flew towards Ying Xuan. At the same time, they created illusions, attempting to trap Ying Xuan within them.

Wherever the demonic sound went, space itself was distorted, as if being kneaded at will by an invisible giant hand.

In the illusion, various terrifying scenes appeared: there were hideous demons, raging hellfire, and the person Ying Xuan cherished most crying out for help in pain.

Ying Xuan remained completely unmoved amidst the demonic sounds and illusions.

A hint of curiosity flickered in his eyes. This was the first time he had encountered the attack methods of a demon, and he thought he might as well have a go with them.

Ying Xuan channeled the power of the Human Emperor, forming a golden protective shield around his body. The shield shone brightly, like a golden sun, radiating a warm and powerful energy.

The demonic blade struck the protective shield, making clanging sounds, but it couldn't harm Ying Xuan in the slightest.

Each impact created a golden ripple, like waves on a calm lake.

As for those illusions, Ying Xuan simply stomped his foot, and the Black Dragon of Fortune let out a deafening roar. Its dragon might instantly spread out, shattering the illusions into pieces.

The black dragon's roar contained boundless majesty and power, as if declaring to the entire demon realm that this was not a place where they could do as they pleased.

"The Black Dragon of Destiny?" The Heavenly Demon was startled when he saw the black dragon. Seeing that his attack had no effect, he became even more vigilant.

She increased her strength, playing the pipa wildly, the demonic sounds becoming even sharper and more piercing, and the surrounding space began to distort.

The distortion of space was like a crumpled piece of paper, with cracks appearing, and from these cracks, the terrifying roars of other worlds could be faintly heard.

Ying Xuan's lips curled up slightly; he decided to teach the Heavenly Demon a lesson.

He extended a finger and lightly drew it in the air, instantly unleashing a golden sword aura with incredible speed, like a bolt of lightning.

Wherever the sword energy passed, a straight crack was slashed through the space, as if it had been cut by an invisible giant blade.

The demon tried to dodge, but found that his body was bound by an invisible force and he could not move at all.

Her supposedly powerful demonic voice posed no threat to Ying Xuan whatsoever. Her eyes were filled with fear; this was the first time she had ever felt the threat of death so close.

The sword energy pierced directly through her pipa, shattering it instantly into countless fragments.

These fragments flew in all directions like sharp throwing knives, cutting wounds all over the Heavenly Demon's body, from which blood gushed out.

The Heavenly Demon looked at Ying Xuan in horror, only then realizing that the person in front of her was far stronger than herself.

But as a powerful figure in the demon realm, she naturally wouldn't easily admit defeat.

She roared, and endless magic power erupted within her body, breaking through the seals that restricted her. Then, she quickly formed hand seals and chanted incantations. Instantly, countless black demonic shadows appeared behind her, baring their fangs and claws as they pounced on Ying Xuan.

The number of demonic shadows increased, seemingly endless, their roars deafening, and the entire space was shrouded in their black forms.

Ying Xuan looked at these demonic shadows, a cold glint in his eyes.

He quickly formed hand seals and then thrust them forward, instantly creating a golden light screen that enveloped him and the Black Dragon of Fortune.

Mysterious runes flickered on the light screen, each rune containing powerful energy.

The demonic shadows crashed into the light screen, emitting screams before dissipating.

"This... late-stage Quasi-Saint?"

Because Ying Xuan's cultivation level was extremely high, even the witch in front of her was unaware of the exact extent of his cultivation.

Therefore, he believed that Ying Xuan's cultivation level must have reached the late stage of Quasi-Saint, otherwise how could he have broken through his illusion?

Facing the late-stage Quasi-Saint, the screen protector before him filled him with despair.

The difference in strength between the two was enormous; he couldn't shake Ying Xuan at all.

Ying Xuan looked at the Heavenly Demon, who was already somewhat desperate, and said calmly, "You are no match for me. Take me to see your ruler, and perhaps I can spare your life." His voice was calm and indifferent.

Tianmo gritted her teeth, her heart filled with resentment, but she also knew that she was no match for Ying Xuan.

She snorted coldly and said, "Hmph, wanting to see our ruler? Not so easy! However, since you possess such strength, I can take you to see him. Don't regret it later!" With that, the Heavenly Demon turned and flew towards the depths of the Demon Realm, with Ying Xuan riding the Black Dragon of Fortune closely following behind. (End of Chapter)