Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 595: Southern Xinjiang Must Not Be in Chaos

The demon cauldron is certainly a great fortune, but it also depends on the occasion.

Right now, many heroes are eager to fight for it and are eyeing it covetously. If you suddenly take out this thing, won't you become a thorn in the eyes and a thorn in the flesh of the other demon tribes?

Little do they know that a man is innocent, but he is guilty of possessing a treasure...

"Brother Hua, I didn't expect Xuan Zheshan to have the same idea?"

The Sky Fox Granny of Silver Moon Mountain sneered and was the first to break the silence.

Huachuan's face froze. If these words were said by Yuan Gao and Xiong Cang, then so be it. But what are you, a Yinyue Mountain native, pretending to be?
Xuanzheng Mountain is no different from the others, but it's definitely stronger than your Yinyue Mountain...

Thinking of this, he snorted lightly and decisively retorted: "Why, a slutty fox like you can say a few words, but I, Xuan Zheshan, can't be interested in you?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a dead silence...

The monsters outside glared and quickly lowered their heads quietly, not daring to make a sound.

Chen Mu was also stunned. He didn't expect that the Five Elements Demon King had such a...temperament.

"No wonder Hua Meimei is so eccentric and unpopular. It turns out she has inherited the tradition in an orderly manner..."

Yuan Gao and others also shook their heads. Why did you provoke him? Everyone knows that when Huachuan was young, he was not much better than his son. It was only after he had formed a baby that he began to act like the ancestor of the clan.

If you provoke him like this, aren't you asking for trouble?
"Ugh……"

Yuan Gao stepped forward once again, calming the angry Grandma Fox. He then turned to Hua Chuan and said, "Brother Hua, the Demon Cauldron is the cauldron of destiny for our Southern Border Demon Clan. Xuanzheng Mountain has been somewhat weak in recent years, and I'm afraid it's not strong enough to control this cauldron..."

To avoid backlash from your luck, please hand this tripod over to me, Jiusheng Mountain!"

Hua Chuan sneered inwardly, but said calmly, "I don't object to what Brother Yuan said, but the Demon Cauldron concerns the fate of the entire Southern Border Demon Clan, so it's best for us to discuss and reach a conclusion together."

After saying that, he took out the bronze demon cauldron, which immediately attracted the attention of thousands of demon cultivators.

"Is this the demon cauldron..."

"It doesn't look like anything special..."

"Look at the patterns on the tripod. Could it be the life symbol of our Southern Border Demon Tribe?"

……

Yuan Gao and other demon kings narrowed their eyes slightly, and felt a palpitation in their hearts.

"Brother Hua, what you said is right. This is a serious matter and we really need to discuss it carefully!" Xiong Cang suddenly said in a muffled voice, and he was already prepared to compete with Jiusheng Mountain.

Yuan Gao looked around and felt unhappy when he saw that the demon kings such as the Sky Fox Granny who had been flattering him in the past avoided his sight.

With such a treasure in front of them, no one would not be tempted. Even if they don’t say anything else on the surface, they will inevitably have expectations in their hearts. What if they get the demon cauldron?
Clearly, the weaker demon tribes of Silver Moon Mountain and Qingze Lake were thinking the same thing, even hoping for a major clash between Nine Sacred Mountains and Giant Cauldron Mountain so they could reap the benefits...

Jiao Jiu's face looked extremely ugly. As one of the top three tribes, Mo Yuan should have tried his best to fight for it at this time, but such a thing happened, which led to his current situation being even worse than that of Luyou Mountain.

"The demon cauldron was originally meant to be my, Mo Yuan's, creation..."

Especially when he thought that the demon cauldron came from Taixuan's hands, he felt heartbroken and hated the Dragon Palace and Jinbei Mountain even more, and even Chen Mu was involved.

At this time, the Demon King of Zhuyan Mountain and Xiong Cang nodded, and then said, "Everyone, listen to me. The nine tribes of Southern Xinjiang have been passed down for ten thousand years. Tracing back to the time of the Demon Court, Juding Mountain was the most prosperous and longest-lasting.

Therefore, in my opinion, the Demon Cauldron is the ancestral object of the former Demon Court. In terms of qualifications, it is most appropriate for Ju Dingshan to be in charge."

Xiong Cang remained silent. Grandma Tianhu, Qing Lin and others looked at each other, unable to say anything to refute.

After all, what he said was true. If we talk about the years of inheritance, Juding Mountain is the longest, and even Jiusheng Mountain is far behind it.

"Hahaha……"

Yuan Gao suddenly laughed out loud and shook his head, saying, "That's wrong, that's wrong...Brother Sun is also an ancestor of the clan, why did you talk about heroes back then?

Speaking of qualifications, only Jiusheng Mountain can take on this task!" After saying this, he looked at Tianhu and the others and said in a deep voice, "What do you think?"

Upon hearing this, without waiting for Tianhu and the others to respond, Patriarch Tantai perked up and shouted in a deep voice, "Nine Sacred Mountains are truly the best in Southern Xinjiang. I agree!"

Xiong Cang's expression darkened, and he immediately sneered, "Fellow Daoist Tantai, that's easy for you to say. You should consider your own situation first!"

Then he turned to Yuan Gao and shouted, "Fellow Daoist Yuan, I, Xiong, am a straightforward person. In my opinion, the battle for the Demon Cauldron lies between our two families. Since neither of us is willing to give in, let's just open up and fight. That way, even if we lose, we can give an explanation to our clan!"

Yuan Gao's eyes flickered and his expression was extremely solemn.

Although he always claimed to be the number one person in Southern Xinjiang, he also knew that Xiong Cang should not be underestimated. He was one of the few demon kings in Southern Xinjiang who could fight him. Therefore, he was not sure of winning when facing him.

But with the demonic cauldron in front of him, how could he retreat?
"Just follow Brother Xiong's advice!"

Yuan Gao shouted loudly, without stopping, and stirred up the wind and clouds with his backhand. In an instant, a mighty demonic force poured down, as if to crush everything in front of it.

"Well done!"

Xiong Cang was also not afraid. With a surge of blood and energy in his body, his body grew to a hundred feet in size in the wind. The huge force spread in all directions and even overturned the palace.

The other demon kings all changed their expressions and quickly retreated. Among them, Grandma Sky Fox's eyes flashed with joy, but she didn't forget to disrupt the situation. She sent a message, "Brother Sun, the demon cauldron is in Huachuan's hands right now. Why don't we rush to grab it first to prevent him from changing his mind at the last minute..."

The Demon King of Zhuyan Mountain looked back coldly with a stern expression. Grandma Sky Fox felt her heart tremble at once and dared not to speak out to provoke her again.

But they stopped here, and Jiao Jiu on the side suddenly moved. Judging from the direction he was heading, he was heading towards the demon cauldron to grab it!

"Jiao Jiu!"

The Demon King of Zhuyan Mountain already had resentment towards him, and now he could no longer hold back. He raised his head and shouted loudly to the sky, casually grabbed the void, and a huge iron club suddenly appeared, smashing towards Jiao Jiu's figure.

In an instant, the four most powerful demon kings here fought together, darkening the sky, dispersing the remaining clouds, and the rumbling sound was heard, shaking the whole area and echoing endlessly.

Above the sky, the nine broken tokens had not yet separated, but the demon tribes in southern Xinjiang below had already begun to show signs of unrest.

Chen Mu's eyes flickered with emotion. Without absolute strength, a fortune-giving treasure like the Demon Cauldron was the source of unrest...

At some point, Huachuan suddenly sighed, raised the demon cauldron, and muttered, "Southern Xinjiang... must not be in chaos!"

As soon as he said this, his expression became serious, as if he had made some kind of decision.

He took a step forward, and his true form of Nascent Soul jumped out of the top of his head, standing in the void, his feet stepping on the mysterious wind, his body bathed in a hundred feet of golden light, the five-colored light energy alternated behind him, and suddenly a five-colored light column rushed towards the Nine-Section Broken Token!
The next moment, a golden light spread from the top of Tianyao Mountain, illuminating half of the sky.

The nine-segment token trembled continuously, and finally a gray light shot out from it, breaking a one-foot square hole in the sky!

Huachuan threw the demon cauldron without any hesitation!

"do not want!"

Yuan Gao and others hurriedly stopped and chased after the demon cauldron.

However, the demon cauldron was small and swift, and in an instant, it sank into the void cave.

Everyone was a step too slow, and could only watch helplessly as the void closed, and the demonic cauldron's aura disappeared...

"Hanagawa, what are you doing!?"

Yuan Gao looked back angrily and shouted while trying his best to suppress his emotions.

Hua Chuan laughed out loud and said calmly, "Brother Yuan, arguing all this time will lead to no results and will only cause unrest in southern Xinjiang..."

"In my opinion, it would be better to leave the battle for the Demon Cauldron for five hundred years. What our generation cannot accomplish, perhaps the next generation will decide the outcome."

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(End of this chapter)