Become a true immortal by emulating all demons.

Chapter 246 The Yellow Springs Enter Hengshui

"You should put in some effort!"

Within the city of Wangjiang Prefecture, the roars of the Cangli echoed endlessly.

He had no idea what was wrong with Lao He.

It wasn't until the nine pillars, as blue as ice and jade, descended that Cangli finally realized what had happened.

Cangming Wei was unlike any other immortal descendant they had encountered.

In the past, those who could inspire fear were either the direct descendants of a great master or the prodigies of a certain immortal sect, renowned and incredibly powerful.

Compared to them, these organized guards sound like mere rabble.

But after getting to know them, Cangli discovered a somewhat frightening fact: there really was someone of such noble status who would treat a group of immortal descendants as lowly cultivators and train them.

It is precisely this training method that has allowed the Cangming Guard to lose those shortcomings unique to immortal sects.

They had clearly come to ambush him, gaining the upper hand, but the moment they made their move, the entire situation inexplicably turned into a siege of Master Lin by these guards.

What a swift response!

Even worse, even though everyone arrived at the scene immediately, they didn't even have the right to participate in the battle.

Nine coiled dragon spears stood here like towering peaks.

Just one step forward and you'll reach the government office.

However, they silently blocked the pedestrian's path.

Boom! Boom!

Yuan Yuan's arms were engorged with blood, and his fists rained down like a storm.

He repeatedly pounded the same spot on the spear, until even his fist became a bloody mess, with bones faintly visible, but the seemingly unified formation remained unmoved.

Old He made hand seals without any expression.

Thousands of golden rays burst forth as if cleaved by knives and axes.

The demonic power within him surged violently, indicating that he had exerted all his strength.

The group felt utterly exhausted and powerless even outside, finding it hard to imagine what kind of situation the target of the Nine Dragons Formation must be in right now.

"Grass!"

Despite Cangli's best efforts, it was like a mud ox sinking into the sea, unable to create even the slightest ripple.

Enraged, he repeatedly rammed his shoulder against the formation, but aside from making his whole body stagger and go numb, it seemed to have no other effect.

As for Su Xin, who was skilled in soul magic, she was at a complete loss at this moment.

"If the young master were still alive, perhaps there would be a way to break this formation."

Old He gradually stopped, and the golden light that filled the sky vanished completely.

He drooped his eyelids and said, "Miss Ning has too little experience and has not studied the Hengshui Naval Formation."

"What do you mean by that?" Cangli paused, then turned sharply, glaring angrily.

Old He looked up and met his gaze, his eyes showing no sign of flinching.

After realizing that something was wrong, he still took the initiative to come over. If he didn't consider these idle demon kings as his own people, he at least didn't care about his own life.

If you have a clear conscience, you naturally have nothing to fear from questioning.

The raccoon was merely using this furious demeanor to mask its inner tension and fear.

Even with the facts right in front of him, he didn't want to hear that answer from the old man.

They gazed at each other for a few breaths.

Instead, he was the one who looked away with a dark expression.

But now, he simply can't take a step.

When Tao Guan was surrounded and attacked, it was Lin Shu who set up a large formation and saved him from the countless sharp, long legs.

When he was at his most wretched, dejected, and utterly humiliated, unable to even find a place to stay, it was this same Mr. Lin who raised his wine glass towards the inn and led him out of that dark room reeking of foul alcohol.

pat.

Old He suddenly placed his hand on Cangli's shoulder.

Perhaps it was because when the young master saved her, he didn't offer any room for negotiation.

Having been taught by example, he now finds it equally inconvenient to waste words with this clown-faced cat.

It would be difficult for a few people unfamiliar with the area to escape the pursuit of the Cangming Guards; they would need an experienced elder to lead the way.

So, upon realizing that things were hopeless, Lao He immediately stopped wasting his demonic power and chose to conserve his resources to prepare for the difficult escape to come.

"It's a very simple principle. If the Cangming Guards aren't strong enough, what makes them think they can protect the prince?"

"Losing to these immortal descendants is not shameful."

Old He looked at Yuan Yuan and said seriously, "I will send you away from Da Shun. Don't worry about the Ning family. I will not reveal any information about you."

While the Cangming Guardians are indeed terrifying, they pose an even greater threat.

Upon learning of the death of his beloved daughter in Wangjiang Prefecture, Ning Yanche would not be surprised if he went mad.

Old He knew very well that falling into the hands of the enraged Ning family lord would likely result in a fate a thousand times worse than facing these aquatic guards.

But last time, it was Young Master Fengming who took the blame.

It's my turn now, this old servant.

"Walk."

The old man dragged the gray fox along and sped straight toward the chaotic western city.

From the very beginning, he never mentioned Lin Shu.

The old servant, who had witnessed the young master's demise firsthand, knew all too well the mindset of these people at this moment.

As long as that young man is involved, probably no one will choose to leave today.

Thinking of this, a strange light appeared in his cloudy eyes.

Wow—that's really impressive.

It should be said that Lin Shu, as a carefree demon king, already surpassed 99% of cultivators in the world by daring to step into Wangjiang Prefecture.

Young people like the Demon King of the Forest and Young Master Fengming, brimming with youthful spirit, possessing unparalleled courage, and unafraid of death, are dazzling figures wherever they are placed.

Unfortunately, when the tide turns against them, these are usually the first to die.

Just as he was thinking this, another roar suddenly rang in Lao He's ears.

He turned around in surprise.

After a brief moment of recuperation, Yuan Yuan once again threw a punch at the Dragon Spear Pillar, continuing to waste his vital energy on such a meaningless matter.

"I'll say it again, losing to them isn't shameful. If you replaced any other direct descendant of the Heavenly Demon Palace, the outcome would likely be the same!"

Old He suddenly became somewhat annoyed. He only regretted that his cultivation was far inferior to that of the young master, and that he could not throw these stubborn mules out of Wangjiang Prefecture one by one like the other had thrown him away back then.

Upon hearing this, Yuan Yuan slowly moved his right fist away, and blood-stained ice shards fell off the gun.

He didn't turn around, but simply replied, "I've never seen him lose."

From Anren to Shuangyun, and then to the entire nine prefectures of Yongzhou.

The phrase "never lost" carries immense weight.

Even Old He, who was used to seeing all kinds of geniuses in the Heavenly Demon Palace, couldn't help but twitch his eyelids.

But at this moment, he certainly couldn't agree with the other party. After a few moments of silence, he stubbornly said, "Yongzhou is a small place, not comparable to Hengshui—"

Before he could finish speaking...

The enormous spear in front of Yuan Yuan suddenly began to shake violently, like a towering iceberg collapsing into countless fragments in an instant.

Old He's words abruptly stopped, his lips twitching.

The leopard stared wide-eyed.

Even Su Xin, who had been silent, stared blankly at her father's fist.

Anyone with a Nascent Soul cultivation level could see the true level of the Nine Dragons Formation, even though Father's cultivation had broken through and his strength had undergone a tremendous change.

But wouldn't it be a bit too much to shatter this formation with bare fists?

"It wasn't me."

Yuan Yuan was stunned for a moment, and while a look of surprise appeared in his eyes, he lowered his raised arm with a slightly embarrassed expression.

He was indeed a little angry just now, but emotions can't be used as magic.

As he finished speaking, the remaining eight ice spears also began to crumble one after another.

White mist emerged from the dissipating water curtain, and the government office returned to everyone's sight.

The next moment, all was silent.

Inside the chaotic courtyard, the ravines on the ground seemed to lead straight to the underworld.

Ning Qingzhi and Dong Ling slumped to the ground amidst the shattered remains, while the demon lord, now only a skull, lay prostrate on the ground. Another, more familiar demon lord, however, collapsed to his knees as if struck by lightning.

All eyes were fixed on the figure in the middle.

The handsome young man stood calmly, his eyes lowered.

His bare, muscular upper body was stained red with blood, but there was not a single wound.

Before him, Song Qinghe raised his face high and knelt on the ground, his wide eyes having lost their luster. He was like a lifeless statue, gazing up at the gods.

Not just him.

Beside Lin Shu, eight other figures knelt in the same position.

The steel forks had long since fallen from their grasp and landed on the ground. The azure dragon shadows, like quicksand, peeled away from their bodies and then vanished into the wind.

Nine incredibly powerful immortal descendants, as if their life force had been drained away, silently surrounded the young demon king.

The remaining aquatic guards broke free from the great formation and piled up into a small mountain of corpses.

This scene was somewhat chilling to watch.

Everyone who was ready to fight to the death with Cangming Guards unconsciously lowered their hands.

"Ho! Ho!"

Old He's fingertips were trembling wildly.

The same enclosed water curtain, the same aquatic creature encirclement and suppression.

It was as if he had returned to the most painful day in his mind.

But this time, it was the young man who stood to the end.

"What happened?"

Old He subconsciously looked towards the woman with the highest cultivation level in the room.

Upon hearing this, Ning Qingzhi seemed to suddenly wake up from a nightmare, her entire back soaked with sweat.

She looked up at the sky with a dazed expression, but found it difficult to answer the old man's question.

What happened? I don't know.

Ning Qingzhi's eyes widened, a hazy, yellowish light still lingering in her mind, along with a chilling loneliness that made her heart tremble.

That was the last thing she saw, and the most terrifying scene she had ever witnessed in her life.

Although Ning Qingzhi couldn't quite describe what was so terrifying about that monotonous, dim yellow light, it was something that made living beings instinctively want to avoid, as if it contained some kind of deadly crisis.

And then—what came into her view was the scene that Lao He and the others had witnessed.

Lin Shu said he was tired and didn't want to fight anymore.

Everything ended quietly like that.

Even someone as formidable as Cangming Guard seemed to be nothing more than his sparring partner; the moment he lost interest, this group of people lost their reason for continuing to exist.

"Let's go."

Lin Shu glanced at the two women from the Ning family.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief the moment he saw Yuan Yuan.

Nobody likes to stand in a pile of corpses and stare blankly after the duel is over.

Lin Shu remained still not because he wanted to show off his achievements to everyone, but simply because he didn't trust Ning Qingzhi.

He only becomes suddenly "low in emotional intelligence" when it is in his own interest.

Any change in circumstances.

Lin Shu's mind immediately started racing, recalling his attitude towards the Ning family's eldest daughter in Tongzhou, and how he had taken her away.

The other party's actions regarding the rare treasures of the mountains and seas.

Given these precedents, if this woman were to harbor any ill intentions, I would inevitably suffer a great loss in my current situation.

The consumption of the Mountain and Sea Freedom Technique was far more terrifying than Lin Shu had imagined.

In just a moment after unleashing the power of the Nine Netherworlds, he was reduced to a useless state.

There is still another side to the demon infant that has not yet been revealed, and a considerable amount of its magical power has been retained. If it is really not enough, it can continue to borrow from the Divine Phoenix.

But it's meaningless.

What he consumed was his divine soul power, which is difficult to replenish in the short term.

When his spirits were completely depleted, no matter how much inner strength he had, Lin Shu couldn't muster it. All he wanted to do now was get a good night's sleep.

"I'll clean it up."

With just a glance, Yuan Yuan immediately realized what was going on.

He landed directly on the ground, seemingly to put the group of living dead immortal descendants into his storage magic treasure, but in reality, he used this action to take the position closest to Lin Shu.

No matter who has ulterior motives, they cannot escape the sight of this majestic figure.

His behavior was extremely natural, without revealing the slightest abnormality.

But in reality, even without Yuan Yuan, Lin Shu's precautions were somewhat unnecessary.

Because at this moment, whether in the eyes of a carefree demon king like Cangli Suxin, or in the eyes of great demons like Ning Qingzhi and Lao He who came from the Heavenly Demon Palace, that slightly thin, blood-stained figure seemed so invincible!

"good----"

Ning Qingzhi staggered to her feet.

Just like Lin Shu had said before, since he brought them here, he could definitely take them away.

The two women never imagined that the group would leave by stepping over the corpses of the Cangming Guards.

She suddenly began to understand why her father wouldn't let her go down the mountain.

Who would believe that the most dangerous thing she encountered after descending the mountain as the legitimate daughter of the Ning family was neither offending the Tao family, who were immortals of the Thousand-Legged Earth Dragon, nor the immortals of the Underworld, nor even traveling thousands of miles to assassinate the infamous Cangming Guards.

On the contrary—it was the one who initially wanted to take the spoils of an unknown young man.

Luckily, I'm a coward.

Ning Qingzhi and Dong Ling exchanged a glance and pursed their lips.

If she had been just a fraction more assertive back then, she might have been able to walk ahead of Luo Fengming on the Bridge of Helplessness in the underworld.

"Brother, is this the patron you sought refuge with in Liang?!"

The Silver Candle Demon Lord was only fit to lie on the ground from beginning to end, but he showed no sign of sorrow.

For someone of his own strength and cultivation level to witness such a magnificent battle before his life was even over was an incredibly auspicious event.

What he really couldn't understand was why his brother would need to sneak over here with such a powerful backer.

As long as they reveal their identities, they can walk openly and honestly through the eyes of the immortal sects, and there are probably not many people who would dare to stop them.

"Right?"

The Demon Lord of the Golden Hall had a vacant look in his eyes and swallowed hard.

He shook his head, tucked his brother under one arm, and strode towards the outside of the yamen.

As expected of the Demon King of Yongzhou, he's a king wherever he goes.

Lin Shu knew that everyone had many questions they wanted to ask.

But right now, all he wants is to find a safe place as soon as possible, to first extract all the evil spirits from the Netherworld, and then use those souls to nourish himself.

Old He watched the young man's retreating figure.

The shock in his eyes lingered, and he remained in a daze.

He single-handedly and swiftly annihilated three Cangming Guards, effectively reducing the strength of the Prince's personal guards to half.

No, that's not right—it's more than half.

Cangming Guard could no longer unleash the complete dragon formation; the terrifying scene of eighteen giant dragons soaring into the sky had become a thing of the past.

Such achievements are enough to ensure that this Moon-Devouring Demon King will forever be remembered in Hengshui.

Whether it's Lord Ning, Luo Fengge, or even deep within the Dragon Palace, everyone will know this unfamiliar title!