Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 592 Complaints
In the middle of summer, it is rarely cloudy, and the clouds surround the scorching sun, suppressing half of the heat.

At this time, on Tianyao Mountain, among the palace complex, there were already ten demon kings from various tribes at the Nascent Soul stage and the ancestor Tan Tai sitting cross-legged.

Outside the hall, there were a large number of clansmen, quietly waiting for the demon court to open.

Not only that, even many demon tribes that did not participate in it sent people to come, just to see the final winner of this demon court battle.

After all, unless there are unexpected events, the final winner of each battle in the Demon Court will be able to dominate his peers for five hundred years, with few exceptions.

Seeing who wins firsthand will help them decide which side to take in the future...

The clouds moved slowly and the sky was rolling. I don’t know how much time had passed. Some demon kings such as Luyou Mountain and Qingze Lake had some changes in their hearts. Although their expressions were calm, they couldn’t help but feel a little worried in their hearts.

Their own descendants were no match for the previous three, so they never expected to obtain the final Sun-Swallowing Divine Spring. However, what specific opportunities they could obtain depended on many choices, which made them somewhat anxious.

Especially Green Mountain and Silver Moon Mountain are the most intense.

The former sold a quota to the East China Sea Dragon Palace, resulting in only Bi Shuangfeng entering, which inevitably had restrictions.

The latter chose to side with Jinbei Mountain, believing that Dragon Palace was involved and that they could gain a lot by following behind.

Now that it was time to test the results, even as the demon kings, they couldn't help but feel nervous.

On the other hand, among the three demon kings, except for Mo Yuan's side whose eyes flickered slightly, the other two all had their eyes closed and looked calm, without any sign of anxiety. It can be seen that they all have full confidence in their successors.

It was in this state of mind that the sky gradually reached noon.

Yuan Gao suddenly opened his eyes, swung his sleeves, stood up, and said loudly: "Everyone..."

All the demon cultivators perked up and looked towards him.

"The time has come. Shall I take action now?"

Xiong Cang from Juding Mountain was the first to respond, nodding and saying, "Yes."

"Brother Yuan, please take the lead, and we will work together to follow!" Although Patriarch Tan Tai was very old, he was very supportive.

Seeing that no one had any objections, Yuan Gao smiled and strode out to the side of the altar. After offering sacrifices loudly, he waved his hand and threw out the broken token, and then rushed forward together with the other demon kings.

The next moment, the nine fragments of the token shot out radiant light and shot up into the sky with unprecedented momentum, shaking the void for thousands of miles.

The sky darkened, and amidst the gathering dark clouds, a void passage quietly appeared...

"Guess which heir will be the first to come out this time?"

"Who else could it be? It's just Jiusheng Mountain and Juding Mountain."

"I think Jiao Eleven might have some hidden tricks, and his true combat power shouldn't be much worse than Yuan Qi's..."

For a moment, the curious people took advantage of the fact that the Demon King had no time to pay attention and started talking in groups of three or five. They all looked excited, as if the people among them were themselves.

Amidst the discussions, a light suddenly flowed in the void passage, and demonic and spiritual energy surged, as if someone was about to come out.

"Silence!"

Someone with high cultivation level spoke coldly, stopping the group of monsters from talking.

The light in the passage gradually grew brighter, and a figure in a flowery robe appeared first, with a gleam in his eyes. Who else could it be but Hua Meimei?

"It turned out to be...Xuan Zhengshan who came out first?"

The monsters widened their eyes and stood there in shock for a moment.

The ten demon kings observed more carefully and saw at a glance that Hua Meimei was carrying the aura of the Sun-Swallowing Divine Spring, and her whole body was surging like the tide, which showed that she was about to break through to the Nascent Soul stage!

The Five Elements Demon King was in a trance, and even the demonic power maintaining the passage trembled. He said in disbelief, "You kid...why is it you kid?" Yuan Gao frowned almost the moment his figure appeared, and asked in a deep voice, "Where is Qi'er?"

Hua Meimei looked around and saw that tens of thousands of demon cultivators from Tianyao Mountain were all looking at her, and she couldn't help feeling a little proud.

But he also knew that this was not the time for him to show his divine power, so he immediately followed Chen Mu's instructions, made a bitter face, and burst into tears.

"Hurry, hurry... hurry and save my poor brothers..."

The faces of the demon kings suddenly darkened and looked extremely ugly.

Seeing that he was crying so hard that he was out of breath, the Five Elements Demon King coughed and scolded him, "You shameless thing, why are you crying? What happened?"

Hua Meimei waved her hand, her voice suddenly rising several times as she spoke, "Mo Yuan's Taixuan Patriarch faked his death and became possessed by a demon. He devoured the spirits and energy of several people and used his demonic aura to bind Yuan Qi and the others..."

"what!"

"Faked death... possessed by a demon... devouring souls..."

A series of thrilling words came crashing down, not to mention the low-level demon cultivators on the periphery, even Yuan Gao and the others were shaken and stunned.

Mo Yuan's demon king Jiao Jiuru was struck by lightning, his face dark as ink, and no one knew what he was thinking at that moment...

After a moment, Yuan Gao's eyes were cold as he stared at Jiao Jiu: "Brother Jiao is really calculating..."

Jiao Jiu could feel that everyone's eyes were on him, and murderous intent was almost emanating from them.

"That's impossible. How could Patriarch Taixuan fake his death... and even become possessed by a demon and devour his soul?"

He pondered for a moment, then steeled himself and shouted, "Impossible! Our clan's Taixuan ancestor has long since perished in the Demon Court. How could he possibly have the heaven-defying ability to resurrect from the dead? Everyone, please do not believe the words of one young man!"

Hua Meimei turned around and shouted loudly, not fearing the Demon King at all: "Whether it is true or not, the ancestors will know it after a quick investigation. At this time, my good brothers are confined to the extreme west of the Demon Court!"

"The Far West..."

Jiao Jiu's heart skipped a beat, and he felt something was wrong.

Yuan Gao looked solemn and said nothing after hearing this. He immediately mobilized all his demonic power and slowly turned the broken token towards the extreme west.

Dark clouds rolled in, and a blurry picture slowly emerged...

"coming."

Chen Mu felt something in his heart. He stood up and looked towards the sky. Beside him, Ao Chun was also standing still.

The gazes of the ten Nascent Soul cultivators pierced through the endless void and fell on the rolling demonic energy that had already filled the sky.

"This is... the breath of the devil..."

Outside, on Tianyao Mountain, there was a sense of deathly silence.

The faces of the demon kings were extremely ugly, and they were all a little frightened.

"My dear ancestors, we were originally trying to break through the Demon Emperor Pavilion, but for some reason we were teleported here.

By then, the old demon Taixuan had already appeared, seized the body of the Tenth Prince of the Dragon Palace, and pursued us relentlessly, taking the lives of several of our brothers in a row..."

Hua Meimei sighed and spoke loudly in a vivid voice, accompanied by a few wails from time to time, which really made the listeners feel as if they were there and felt the same way.

"If it weren't for my brother Chen, who happened to have mastered the Buddhist magical power to restrain the devil's aura, we would have been wiped out by the old demon Taixuan long ago..."

As soon as these words fell, the demon kings hurriedly looked towards Yuan Qi and the others who were enveloped in the black aura, searching for the figure of their own heir...

(End of this chapter)