Become a true immortal by emulating all demons.

Chapter 247 Luo Fengge's Unspeakable Suffering

On the desolate mountain peaks, the wind rustled, yet it could not dispel the stench of blood that permeated the charred, withered wood.

This place was once a demon mountain, but now there are no noisy people, only a few startled birds flapping their wings and taking flight.

The Silver Candle Demon Lord looked around blankly, speechless and choked with emotion.

Logically speaking, Jin Tang was almost killed by this brother, and even if he managed to escape by luck, he should demand an explanation from him.

But when I saw my homeland transformed into this state...

He remained silent for a long time, then simply patted the other person on the shoulder before turning and heading towards the cave.

"Father, Dragon Ridge Prefecture—"

Su Xin stared at the mountains that looked as if they had been scorched by heavenly fire, her pupils slightly dilating.

When she found herself in this dead zone, the image that came to mind was of the Nine Prefectures and One Pass.

The demons returned to the human world, and the demon lord took his seat in the prefectural and county government offices.

Furthermore, there was the young lady of the Yu family, who, despite her noble birth, betrayed the immortal clan and personally took charge of Dragon Ridge, ruling the entire continent.

For them, this was naturally a scene of great prosperity and change.

However, in the eyes of Hengshui Dragon Palace and the immortals, the former Yongzhou was clearly a fallen land occupied by demons.

They spared no one from these wandering demons in the mountains and forests. If they were to sweep through Dragon Ridge State now, how ruthless and cruel would they be!

"Let's take it slow and see how things go."

Yuan Yuan gazed quietly ahead, and after he finished speaking, he couldn't help but smile.

His tone and manner of speaking were clearly influenced by Master Lin.

"Compared to that, I'm more worried about you now." He turned his gaze to his daughter.

This ambush and killing of the Cangming Guard commander was probably the closest they had ever come to the Song family.

Even with Lin Shu personally taking action, they were unable to capture any prisoners alive and force them to reveal how to deal with the Soul-Devouring Insects.

After this incident, everyone's existence will inevitably be exposed to the Dragon Palace's sight. Once those immortal sects are on guard, things will only get more difficult.

But Su Xin's time may be running out.

She has become increasingly silent lately, and her performance in the battle of wits has become more and more useless. This is a sign that she is exhausted and unable to continue.

Master Lin was busy with various affairs and probably didn't have the energy to pay attention to these details, but Yuan Yuan saw them all silently.

"I'm fine." Su Xin paused for a moment, then replied with a smile.

That young demon king is now the backer of the entire Dragon Ridge State, and the people he deals with on a daily basis have become important figures from various families of the Heavenly Demon Palace.

Not to mention Ning Qingzhi, the legitimate daughter, even maids and servants like Dongling and Lao He are not comparable to her.

Lin Shu's worries were about the future and survival of the entire state.

Under these circumstances, how can we allow the overall situation to be affected because of her alone?

Yuan Yuan looked at his daughter, his eyes gradually becoming filled with complex emotions.

He had so hoped that this willful little guy would become a little more sensible.

Now, after experiencing numerous setbacks.

The girl has finally grown into a beautiful young woman, even more sensible than he had hoped for, but he can't feel any joy at all, only a silent heartache remains.

While everyone was lost in their own thoughts and taking a moment to catch their breath,

Lin Shu, inside the cave, also sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, as if his mind was wandering in the heavens.

It was within the dim, yellow moon in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Many wandering spirits are still running aimlessly, unaware that their bodies have gradually become thin and transparent during this long journey.

Song Qinghe had no idea where the group was going.

He was simply moving forward instinctively, driven by that desolation and despair.

I dare not hope for any way out.

I only wish to see even the slightest change in this dim, yellowish color that obscures the sky.

He's being driven crazy by this!

Just then, Song Qinghe slowly stopped and looked up at the sky with a vacant gaze.

Amidst the yellow clouds covering the sky, a hazy, dark figure could be vaguely seen sitting among them.

That was the "change" he had been dreaming of.

Song Qinghe felt a stinging pain in his eyes, as if his eyeballs would explode if he looked at them any longer.

"Is this... your background?"

He had long suspected that the young demon king's identity was extraordinary.

Otherwise, how could they have made the legitimate daughter of the Heavenly Demon Palace their maid, and how could they have dared to lay a hand on the guards of Prince Hengshui?

The fact that the other party threw away the soul banner at the end did not mean that he gave up resisting; he simply got tired of playing with it. Then, the people behind him took action and ended this farce.

Even after seeing it with his own eyes, Song Qinghe still couldn't believe it.

This background must be incredibly prestigious.

That languidly reclining figure was clearly the master of this dim, hellish place. Even with everyone's late-stage Nascent Soul cultivation, they couldn't even see through that layer of mist.

Unknowable, invisible, and untouchable.

Creating a world of its own, transcending the mortal realm—this is clearly the method of the immortals of mountains and seas.

In other words, the person before them was at least on the same level as their own Dragon King.

Such a powerful immortal would actually protect a demon king?!

"We pay our respects to the venerable immortal!"

One by one, the wandering souls instinctively prostrated themselves on the desolate land.

In a daze, it seemed that a certain figure was missing from the crowd.

Amidst the sudden, piercing wail, Song Qinghe looked up in astonishment, then opened his mouth wide in fury.

The dark figure still regarded heaven and earth as its throne, and was too lazy to even get up. With a casual grab, some of its colleagues were uncontrollably thrown into the air.

The general struggled frantically, but no matter what he did, he could not break free of his restraints.

His soul was torn apart, as fragile as paper.

The hoarse, piercing cries were like music played before a meal.

The dark figure slightly raised its head, slowly tore off a wisp of soul, and pressed it directly into its mouth.

It was brutal, yet it also possessed a touch of elegance.

Song Qinghe was stiff all over as he watched helplessly as his colleague was devoured alive until he was completely emptied.

This cruel scene caused his brain to shut down.

They are descendants of immortals, while the other is an immortal.

Even tigers don't eat their cubs.

Moreover, what the other party devoured was the soul, not the physical body, leaving no chance for reincarnation.

Do you not fear divine retribution for committing such an outrageous act?

I don't know how much time passed.

The mournful cries gradually subsided.

When Song Qinghe came to his senses, he looked around blankly and found that he was all alone.

Those comrades who had once shared life and death were thus transformed into delicious food.

A surge of fear crashed through his chest, and the Cangming Guard General, known for his decisive and ruthless actions, had his defenses completely shattered.

He broke down, covering his face, unable to bear looking at that figure any longer.

However, what is truly despairing is that, being in this place, he doesn't even have the right to close his eyes.

As his body slowly rose into the air.

Song Qinghe let out a near-hysterical, desperate scream: "Why, why me?!"

He couldn't understand what he had done to offend this immortal.

During the previous battle, the young demon king had been watching him make his move. Now, the other party's backer had deliberately left him until the end, forcing him to watch this bloody feast.

Killing someone is just a matter of beheading them; this is clearly deliberate torture!

"Because your cooking skills are good, and your family's special abilities are also very interesting."

The shadowy figure's voice was much younger than Song Qinghe had imagined, and it also sounded quite familiar.

He looked up in astonishment, and at such close range, he finally saw the handsome face behind the mist.

At that moment, Song Qinghe's entire body trembled uncontrollably.

It turns out they didn't have any powerful backers.

Just as this great demon had said earlier.

He himself is a strong support, and he himself is a source of confidence!

"call."

Lin Shu reached out with lingering interest and carefully tore the general apart, savoring every inch of his soul, leaving nothing out.

Each time he devours a soul, a series of notifications will appear on the panel.

[Murder and arson bring wealth and honor; repairing bridges and roads leaves no trace of the deceased; killing a spirit brings a reward of six hundred taels of karmic fire essence.]

Lin Shu's earlier guess was correct; the two extra rewards of gold essence were just "trial packs" for him to experience in advance.

From a mere penny to the enormous sum of a hundred taels today.

Ten thousand taels of silver equals one tael of gold essence; six hundred taels equals six million taels of tainted silver.

Of course, three hundred taels of that would have been given anyway.

The other three hundred taels were the transformed evil silver.

All of them were at the late Nascent Soul stage. Ning Qingzhi herself was worth 320 taels of silver, and these generals were about the same value as her.

Neither the Karmic Fire nor the Release of Calamity could originally be used to deduce cultivation techniques.

Because their level is too high, high enough to elevate the rank of immortals.

But as Lin Shu mastered the Mountain and Sea Immortal Technique, he finally gained the right to enjoy this item.

The three generals transformed into 1,800 taels of Karmic Fire Gold Essence.

The remaining six deputy generals were of varying abilities, with some possessing formidable cultivation levels comparable to those of the lieutenant generals.

The other five were at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, each worth over two hundred taels of silver.

In addition to the six hundred taels of silver initially used to kill Deng Yao, and the group of over six hundred Cangming Guards whose value ranged from one to three taels of silver and were killed by Yuan Yuan and Lao He.

Lin Shu now had a huge sum of over six thousand taels of silver in her hands.

This essence of karmic fire, whether used to deduce immortal techniques or to nourish rare treasures from the mountains and seas, will surely become a great help.

But instead of wasting his gains, he focused his attention on the soul before him.

The real reason Lin Shu targeted Song Qinghe was actually the Soul-Devouring Insects.

After all, it involved the lives of those around him, and he trusted the Yellow Springs Nine Netherworlds Soul-Capturing Technique more than the answer he obtained through interrogation.

This method not only allows one to devour the souls of others, replenishing oneself while also absorbing some of their memories.

To be on the safe side, Lin Shu practiced on other people first. Only after she became more familiar with the process and her depleted mental energy was replenished did she begin to enjoy this grand finale.

Under the young man's palm, Song Qinghe's soul turned into tiny fragments and flowed into his mouth.

Let this general also experience the same torture method that the other party used on those demons, a method of death comparable to slow slicing.

The outer palace of the Heavenly Demons, the Luo family.

The secluded mansion has been deserted for many days.

Under Young Master Feng Ge's orders, the entire Luo family deliberately reduced their presence and tried to stay indoors as much as possible.

This will not only gradually resolve the grudges with the Dragon Palace, but also make the other families in the outer palaces feel more guilty.

It was Luo Fengge's understanding of the bigger picture, his resentful and stoic retreat, that saved many lives that should have died in the mortal world.

It should be noted that the various families in the outer prefectures had previously harbored great resentment towards the Luo family.

The talents they painstakingly cultivated included their own relatives and demon kings recruited from the mortal realm. These people, having cultivated for so long, should not perish just to avenge a spoiled brat.

How ridiculous it is to spill wine in a brothel.

Now that Luo Fengge is here, the situation has greatly improved.

Under normal circumstances, if the Heavenly Demon Palace remained closed off, the Dragon Palace would have already gained a great advantage and wouldn't be able to pursue them relentlessly.

Once this matter is resolved, both parties can continue to coexist according to their original agreement.

The day the mountain gates were closed, the mortal world had no further connection with any of them. No matter how the tides rose and fell, or how the mountains and rivers changed, it had no effect on those who existed above the clouds.

Everything is getting back on track.

Until something happened in Wangjiang Prefecture.

Nearly half of the Cangming Guards, totaling over six hundred people, were slaughtered by a powerful demon that suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

This also included three lieutenant generals, six deputy generals—and Madam Deng's younger brother, Deng Yao, who was known as the Mad General.

Since the Heavenly Demon Palace secured its current position, the Hengshui lineage has not experienced such a major event for a long time.

Even setting aside the relationship between Deng Yao and the Princess Consort.

Only the Cangming Guardian is discussed.

There are five major forces under the Hengshui Prince. The other four are all immortal sects that support Him, but this personal guard is a sharp blade that is completely at His command.

Now someone has broken this sharp blade.

Tantai Ming's status in the Dragon Palace will inevitably be greatly affected.

This feud has really taken a big turn.

Upon receiving this news, the various families in the outer prefectures, after a brief moment of contemplation, all turned their attention to the silent Luo family.

After traversing the Hengshui River several times, who else besides the Heavenly Demon Palace could have sent out such a powerful demon capable of severely injuring the Cangming Guard?

It seems that although this young master of the Luo family says that the grudges are temporarily put aside, he still can't swallow his anger.

"Ugh."

One after another, figures swept across the sky and landed in the Luo residence.

They could understand Luo Fengge's feelings.

But such a momentous event cannot be made to appear one way on the surface and another behind closed doors by the Dragon Palace. Do they really think those dragons and immortal sects are fools?

Children are far too naive!

The group has come today to demand an explanation from Luo Fengge.

To fight or to retreat?

Changing policies frequently will only make the situation worse.

Ning Yanche remained expressionless as he entered the Luo family compound with the crowd.

Hearing the murmurs around him, he looked at the tightly closed door of the deep courtyard, and a strange glint appeared in his eyes.

Because of Luo Fengming's death, he couldn't swallow his anger in secret?

There must be such a person in the world, but it is highly unlikely to be Luo Fengge.

Moreover, based on the clues gathered by their own people, the faces of those people are gradually becoming clearer, and the answer should be available soon.

Things turned out exactly as Lord Ning had predicted.

Meanwhile, inside the room with the door tightly closed.

Luo Fengge listened to the noise outside and sat silently behind her desk.

That delicate face had long since turned a grimace.