Wife, you didn't really drug me, did you?

what?
Chen Jie's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at Chen Chun in disbelief, saying, "What did you say? What did the Grand Elder do?"

"Reporting to my lord, the Grand Elder has gone after Zhang Shicheng. He just did."

Upon hearing this, Chen Jie inwardly realized something was wrong and immediately looked at Chen Chun, asking, "Which direction?"

Chen Chun said, "This way, no, no, this way!"

Chen Chun immediately agreed, and then followed Chen Jie: "Go, quickly notify Director Zhou, and have him send a patrolman to find the location of those two people for me, quick!"

Chen Chun said, "Okay, I'll go now."

Upon hearing this, Chen Jie said, "Forget it, I'll go myself."

As Chen explained, he turned to Yuan Sanjia and said, "Mr. Yuan, I'll leave the rest to you to oversee!"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Sanjia's expression also turned grim. He said, "I cast a divination for the Grand Elder the other day, and the divination showed great misfortune and an ominous sign. I advised the Grand Elder not to rush into things and never to do anything alone. Who would have thought... Alas, it's all fate."

Upon hearing this, Chen Jie said, "The Grand Elder has helped our Huangzhou Prefecture. We cannot stand by and watch the Grand Elder fall into danger without helping him. Therefore, we will leave this matter to Mr. Yuan."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Sanjia nodded slightly, then looked at Chen Jie and sighed, saying, "I just did a divination. The moon rises in the east, indicating that a great ruler will emerge in the east. You must be careful."

East?

Upon hearing this, Chen Jie looked at Yuan Sanjia and said, "Isn't the southeast considered the east?"

Yuan Sanjia nodded slightly and said, "Of course."

Chen Jie sighed, "It really is true that fate cannot be stopped."

Those who can leave a lasting mark on history are indeed not to be underestimated. It's just a pity about my impulsive brother Li Dao. No matter how I tried to persuade him, he wouldn't listen and insisted on chasing after Zhang Shicheng. If Zhang Shicheng were so easy to catch, would I still be unable to find him?

However, now we have no choice but to try anything. If we can catch up, the Grand Elder will still have a chance to live. If we can't catch up, then it's fate, and there's nothing we can do about it!

Chen Jie, having already calibrated his direction, used a powerful teleportation technique to teleport away. Meanwhile, the people below, unaware of the impending crisis, were cheering and celebrating the beheading of Tong Wei, the leader of the Whale Shark Gang, a fourth-level fusion god, by Huangzhou Prefecture.

The Huangzhou government was celebrating wildly.

At this moment, Chen Jie had already arrived at the East Gate, where he saw a group of people anxiously pacing around.

"Has the city lord been notified by sending troops?"

Troops have been dispatched, but there are so many people at Caishikou right now, it might not be enough time. Just then, Chen Jie had already used several Qiankun Great Shifts to arrive at the city gate. He looked at the soldiers guarding the city and asked, "Have you seen anyone leaving the city from here?"

After Chen Jie finished speaking, the officer guarding the city immediately asked, "Lord of the city?"

"How could the prefecture lord be so fast? I just sent troops there. This is too fast!" However, he dared not refuse to answer Chen Jie's question, so he said, "I just saw the two of them flying out of the prefecture city one after the other. We wanted to stop them, but it was too late."

Upon hearing this, Chen Jie immediately asked, "Which direction did they go?"

Southeast direction.

Upon hearing this, the soldier pointed in a direction. Chen Jie frowned slightly and said, "Southeast. Okay, you continue your duty. You don't need to worry about this matter."

"Yes!"

The soldiers guarding the city immediately responded and followed Chen Jie straight to the southeast.

……

At this moment, in the dense forest to the southeast, Zhang Shicheng stopped, looked around, and came to his senses.

The Grand Elder finally caught up and, seeing Zhang Shicheng stop, shouted, "Boy, why aren't you running anymore?"

Zhang Shicheng looked around and chuckled, “Run? Why run? I think this place is beautiful and suitable as your burial ground.”

The elder frowned and looked at Zhang Shicheng, saying, "What an arrogant fool! This place is my burial ground. I think this place is quite good. Why don't you make it your burial ground? If I want to be buried, I'd rather go back to Kunlun. That's where I'll truly be buried."

Zhang Shicheng listened to the elder's words and said, "Logically speaking, I should agree to your conditions regarding the principle of returning to one's roots, but I am in a very bad mood today, so I do not want to agree to your conditions."

The elder squinted and said, "Stop talking nonsense and stop beating around the bush. If you give me the Tiger Soul Blade today, there's no need for a big battle between us. Otherwise, we'll have to fight to the death today."

Zhang Shicheng looked at the elder and said, "Old man, guess why I went through all this trouble to lure you here?"

"Are you thinking of giving me this Tiger Soul Blade?"

Zhang Shicheng looked at the Grand Elder with a disdainful smile and said, "Hehe, no, it's me who has taken a liking to your Golden Demon Technique!"

As Zhang Shicheng spoke, he looked at the Grand Elder and said, "Back then, in the Battle of Zhuolu, the Demon Lord Chiyou defeated the Yellow Emperor and was divided into five pieces to suppress the five directions of heaven and earth. Yet you Jiuli people did not think of avenging your ancestors, but surrendered to the Yellow Emperor and were driven by others. Don't you feel ashamed of your ancestors?"

The Grand Elder looked at Zhang Shicheng and said, "Stop trying to sow discord. We Jiuli are originally people of China. What's wrong with us submitting to the Yellow Emperor?"

"Heh, so you were originally Chinese people? But did they treat you as Chinese people? If I hadn't seen with my own eyes your Jiuli tribe being driven out of the Human Emperor City and left to live pitifully in that wild forest, I would have believed your nonsense and believed in the so-called unity of the Chinese people. But what I saw was your miserable state."

“I don’t know what you’re thinking, but I’m not as incompetent as you. I inherited the techniques and weapons of the Demon Lord Chi You, so I should carry on his great legacy.”

"I will raise an army and conquer the world. I will do what the Demon Lord Chi You failed to do, unify China, and make Chi You the first ancestor of mankind!"

At this point, Zhang Shicheng suddenly pointed at the Grand Elder and said, "You, a citizen of Jiuli, a descendant of the Demon Lord, you should help me! How could you help Chen Jiu Si? He is not a member of Jiuli; he inherited the mantle of Shennong." "If Shennong hadn't intervened in the war back then, it's still uncertain who would have won the Battle of Zhuolu. Shennong should bear the primary responsibility for Chi You's defeat, yet you actually colluded with the enemy."

"If the ancestor Chi You were to be reborn and see your two-faced behavior, what do you think he would think? Would he consider you a good descendant, or a cowardly and incompetent fool who clings to life?"

Zhang Shicheng paused here and said, "So you still think you're righteous? Do you still think you're qualified to take this precious sword that symbolizes the spirit of the Jiuli tribe?"

"You, a man with broken bones, do you even have the right to touch this precious sword?"

Zhang Shicheng pointed the Tiger Soul Blade at the Grand Elder and demanded an explanation.

The Grand Elder was stunned by Zhang Shicheng's question. He had always thought of himself as the representative of the Jiuli tribe, the Grand Elder of the Jiuli tribe, and the leader of the Jiuli tribe.

But Zhang Shicheng's question even made him doubt whether he had really been assimilated by the Yanhuang.
But what's wrong with being assimilated by the Yan and Huang Emperors?

Aren't I part of the Yanhuang people?
But why do I always feel like I've let my ancestors down after I finish speaking? Is that right?
Seeing the elder's wavering expression, Zhang Shicheng said, "Come and help me. You must not continue to aid and abet evil, otherwise how will you face the ancestors of the Jiuli tribe in the afterlife?"

The elder pondered for a long time, then suddenly looked up at Zhang Shicheng and said, "Are you trying to fool me?"

Zhang Shicheng looked at the Grand Elder and said, "What are you trying to fool me for? Do you think this slash was a fool to you?"

"Tiger's Might! Chaotic God Slash!"

Zhang Shicheng suddenly slashed at the Grand Elder with his sword, and the next moment a powerful sword aura emanated from the Tiger Soul Blade.

Hey!
A pure tiger roar echoed through the mountains and forests, shaking the entire forest.

The elder was caught off guard by the tiger's roar and almost didn't have time to react. However, as a martial arts expert with many years of experience, his martial arts instincts made him realize the danger immediately and reacted in a flash, dodging the attack with a stumble.

But the sharp blade still managed to cut his face, and blood immediately began to flow.

Hot blood streamed down his cheeks, and the Grand Elder suddenly looked up at Zhang Shicheng and said, "Nine Li Demonic Art!"

Zhang Shicheng grinned and said, "Hehe, insightful. Do you still want to resist now? This is the power of your ancestors. Come, offer up your power and become a part of your ancestors. Let me use your power to rebuild the glory of our ancestors!"

boom!
At this moment, Zhang Shicheng slashed fiercely at the Grand Elder with his sword. This slash carried boundless power, as fierce as a tiger, making people tremble with fear. He had already closed in and suddenly slashed down from above.

The elder suddenly realized what was happening and drew his personal sword, which was also a treasured sword. Although it couldn't compare to the Tiger Soul Sword, it was still a treasured sword passed down through their Golden Demon Art lineage. It had been baptized by the Golden Demon Art ancestors of all generations using their techniques, and its power was exceptionally astonishing.

At this moment, the Grand Elder drew his golden-handled broadsword, activated his Golden Demon Technique, and suddenly clashed with Zhang Shicheng's slash.

The next moment was a deafening explosion, boom!

An explosion rang out, and the Grand Elder and Zhang Shicheng were both thrown back several steps.

Zhang Shicheng came to a steady stop, while the Grand Elder retreated rapidly, crashing into a large tree with a thud before finally coming to a stop.

The elder's hands trembled slightly as he glanced at the golden-handled broadsword in his hand, a weapon that had been passed down for nearly a thousand years. He noticed a small nick at the spot where they had collided.

The difference between the Millennium Treasure Blade and a divine weapon like Tiger Soul is still so obvious.

At this point, the Grand Elder realized that he was probably no match for Zhang Shicheng. He regretted his rash pursuit, but there was no going back. No matter how much he regretted it, it wouldn't affect the matter in the slightest.

The elder took a deep breath, still filled with an indomitable heroic spirit. He knew that if he admitted defeat, he would surely be defeated.

So it's better to fight to the death; maybe there's still a chance to survive.

At this moment, the Grand Elder was also quite heroic, saying, "At worst, we'll die. What do the sons of the Jiuli tribe care about dying!"
As the Grand Elder slowly raised the golden-handled broadsword in his hand, he activated the Golden Demon Art. Immediately, the broadsword shone with golden light, and the metal element frantically condensed. At this moment, the Grand Elder's gray beard and hair began to turn golden yellow, which was the manifestation of the Golden Demon Art being activated to its extreme.

On the opposite side, Zhang Shicheng stood there, holding the Tiger Soul Blade in his hand. The blade was emitting an eerie red light, and its transparent body made it seem as if molten lava was flowing inside.

The patterns on the blade became even more bizarre and bloodthirsty under the stimulation of the Nine Li Demonic Arts.

Zhang Shicheng held a knife in his hand and looked at the Grand Elder opposite him, saying, "Hehe, old man, now you believe that what I inherited is the legacy of the Demon Lord Chi You, right? Since you are the successor of the Golden Demon Art, you should be the successor of the Golden Demon in the past. The Golden Demon was one of the ten generals under the Demon Lord Chi You, and the Golden Demon Art he cultivated was a supplement to the Nine Li Demon Art."

"Back then, the Golden Demon was willing to sacrifice himself to provide nourishment for the Demon Lord. As a descendant of the Golden Demon, how can you not follow the example of your ancestor? You should offer me the Golden Demon Technique within you so that I can restore the power of the Golden Demon!"

After Zhang Shicheng finished speaking, the Grand Elder said with an icy gaze, "So, this is what you were planning."

"Your strength is clearly much greater than when I saw you in Huangzhou City that day. It seems you have already absorbed a portion of demonic power, right? That guy who used the Wind Demon Technique has probably become your nourishment, hasn't he?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Shicheng laughed and said, "Indeed, he has already done his utmost for the Demon Lord Chi You. Even the Wind Demon is so sensible. Are you not even as good as the Wind Demon?"

The Grand Elder looked at Zhang Shicheng and said, "You keep talking about loyalty, but I remember that the one who used the Wind Demon Technique was your master, right? You could even kill your master, so where is your loyalty?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Shicheng chuckled and said, "Loyalty and righteousness, I cultivate the Nine Li Demonic Art, and you should be my nourishment. What master and disciple? They are nothing but illusions."

"Bullshit! The reason our ancestors were willing to become nourishment for the Demon Lord was because the Demon Lord truly regarded our ancestors as brothers. Our ancestors voluntarily added sacrificial elements to their cultivation techniques. But even in the final battle, the Demon Lord was unwilling to draw upon the power of all his brothers, which led to his crushing defeat. You bastard who hunted us for our own gain, how dare you call yourself the Demon Lord?"

"You are a despicable, shameless, and vile scoundrel. It's only because the heavens are blind that you were allowed to inherit the Nine Li Demonic Arts. What right does someone like you have to inherit it!"

The elder's voice was loud and clear, like the sound of a golden bell, but Zhang Shicheng didn't care at all and said: "Since ancient times, the victor is king and the loser is villain. Chi You's reluctance to extract the power of his subordinates was a woman's kindness, but I will not make that mistake. You come here obediently."

As he spoke, Zhang Shicheng suddenly unleashed his power. The Grand Elder, realizing there was no way to resolve this peacefully, gritted his teeth and roared, "Fine! Since that's the case, I will rid our ancestors of this traitor! [Golden Demon True Form, Golden Dragon Slash!]"

The Grand Elder roared, and in the next moment, a colossal giant demon appeared behind him—the Golden Demon. With a furious shout, a golden slash unleashed, transforming into a golden dragon that fiercely pounced on Zhang Shicheng! (End of Chapter)