Become a true immortal by emulating all demons.

Chapter 254 The Heavenly Demon Palace Enters the Trap

"Those old devils!"

Tan Feng stepped out from the Void Spirit Eye, his expression gloomy.

Thanks to his keen reflexes, the Ning family once again evaded the detection of the group of Netherworld Immortals.

In previous years, as members of the Heavenly Demon Palace, they wouldn't have needed to be so careful to avoid immortals. Even if they accidentally bumped into each other, they would most likely just exchange a glance from a distance and then go their separate ways.

But the situation is different now.

If Danming dared to kill even the eldest young master of the Luo family, let alone the other servants of the demon palace.

Furthermore, as the crowd followed the aura all the way, they became increasingly terrified.

The Great Shun Dynasty had only twelve prefectures in total, and each prefecture was almost always governed by two half-life immortals, one Yin and one Yang.

Sometimes there's one more in the mortal realm, or one more in the underworld, but the total number is always the same.

Nowadays, almost all the underworld spirits whose names can be called have shown their faces, wandering day and night, while ghost kings from all over the world lead their soul dogs, each displaying their supernatural powers.

The Ning family even saw Yan Qiu. "Zhang Zhiwei, a dignified Yin Si Wuchang, is serving as a dog for this aquatic junior, Danming. Doesn't he feel ashamed?"

Tan Feng had long lost his previous composure and calmness.

When he went down the mountain to handle matters, he was always dealing with idle demon kings and descendants of immortals.

To put it bluntly, if he didn't want to, these people wouldn't even have the right to meet him.

A Nascent Soul stage demon who cultivates the Carefree Technique, backed by the powerful Ning family patriarch of the Heavenly Demon Palace, is bound to develop an arrogant and conceited demeanor.

But now, he could no longer be arrogant at all, and even felt that the situation had seriously spiraled out of his control.

Zhang Jia Wuchang is a being of immense power, having already stepped into the realm of mountains and seas.

The ascension of immortals is a completely different matter from the cultivation of mortals.

Just like a half-life immortal, immortals don't need to climb step by step from the Qi Refining stage to the Foundation Establishment stage; their dark immortal bodies already possess the power of the Nascent Soul stage.

Similarly, if they are promoted, they can leap directly to become the Mountain and Sea Immortals, a status that even Nascent Soul cultivators would find difficult to match.

Zhang Zhiwei was just missing an opportunity.

This person has already reached the top among the half-immortals. Although he is still a hundred and eight thousand miles away from becoming the Dragon King of Hengshui, when the opportunity arises and a vacancy opens up, he is actually only one or two steps away.

Such a powerful figure actually swallowed his pride and personally took action against a group of minor demons in the mortal realm.

In that case, how could the little demon possibly survive?

Tan Feng asked himself honestly, even if he were in the same situation, the outcome probably wouldn't be much different.

Unless a benefactor of equal caliber to the Lord of Impermanence intervenes.

"These little bastards probably still don't realize the disaster they've caused."

Tan Feng let out a long sigh of relief.

Now it seems that even losing a gecko's head wouldn't be enough, let alone its tail.

"I used to think he was incredibly audacious, daring to provoke even the Ning family's young lady. Tsk tsk, now he's actually helping them escape another disaster."

Afterwards, we can settle accounts, but if we don't do this, those idle demon kings won't even have the chance to survive until they're captured and brought back to the Ning family.

As the saying goes, fortune and misfortune are interdependent.

The master cherishes talent, and that mysterious demon king, taking advantage of this great calamity, has displayed exceptional abilities. If he can calm his mind and cultivate his character, he will surely have a place in the Ning family.

The demons' aura was already very close, but no one showed any intention of taking another step. Led by Tan Feng, they all stood quietly in place, calculating the time in their minds.

After an unknown amount of time, they suddenly turned around in unison, suspended in the sky, and knelt on one knee in a salute towards the void.

"Phew! I finally made it!"

The air twisted, revealing a figure—Ning Wenqiong, who had returned home earlier to deliver the news.

Compared to the urgency on the old woman's face, the man in the long robe who stepped out behind her was dressed in a spring robe, and his expression was calm and undisturbed.

"Sir, something is wrong."

Tan Feng respectfully raised his head and recounted his recent discoveries in an orderly manner.

The moment he saw the man, he felt less panicked and no longer worried about the young lady's safety, even though they were still some distance from that last breath.

But this distance is nothing to my master.

One after another, the names of the Yin Immortals rang out, but even when he heard Yan Qiu's name, the man's gaze remained calm.

It seemed that this veteran night wanderer was no different from other half-life immortals in his heart. "Let's go take a look."

After listening patiently, he nodded slightly and led the group forward.

Ning Wenqiong slowed her pace and followed behind, subtly giving Tan Feng a wink: "When I went back this time, I found that the attitudes of the seniors in the Demon Mansion have changed, and there have been many voices questioning Luo Fengge."

It must be admitted that if people are comfortable for too long, their thoughts will inevitably become somewhat stagnant.

Even the older generation, who had once fought and died for the Demon Palace and were willing to sacrifice their lives in battles, could not escape it.

Therefore, when Luo Fengge stood up, everyone felt that he was sensible and had a good sense of propriety.

The problem is that if things go smoothly, even if it's a little embarrassing, it'll just pass by quickly.

Now that so many twists and turns have occurred, people's feelings will naturally change again.

Take this incident as an example.

When Cangming Guard was attacked, Danming preferred to keep an eye on a group of idle demon kings of unknown origin rather than suspect that it was the Heavenly Demon Palace that was behind it.

This kind of invisible neglect is also a form of contemptuous insult.

It's like pointing a finger at someone and saying... Your Heavenly Demon Mansion doesn't have the guts to provoke Little Wang, nor the strength to avenge Luo Fengming. "This future head of the Luo family is probably not in a good mood right now," Ning Wenqiong said meaningfully.

"That would be troublesome."

Tan Feng was taken aback. He had been thinking that since the master had saved that kid, he would most likely take the opportunity to recruit him into the Ning family.

If what Senior Wenqiong said is true, Luo Fengge must be holding a grudge against these demon kings who caused him trouble.

No wonder the master asked him to keep an eye on the Luo family last time; it turns out he had anticipated this.

But no matter what, the Luo family is one of our own, and the Ning family must consider their thoughts when doing things, so as not to damage the harmony.

In this case, the master will most likely only intervene to resolve the matter and bring the young lady back to the manor.

As for that young demon king... well, he can only hope for the best.

Thinking of this, when Tan Feng looked at the lonely mountain in the distance again, a sense of regret and pity appeared in his eyes.

It's truly remarkable that a carefree demon king could achieve such a level of success.

The fact that both Prince Hengshui and the Heavenly Demon Palace paid such close attention to him was something he himself had never dared to hope for back then.

Unfortunately, he ran into Luo Fengge, a coward who didn't even dare to avenge his own brother's death, so he could only accept his bad luck. Compared to temperament and talent, in this land and water region, birth is more important.

For those whose lives are as insignificant as blades of grass, achieving anything truly depends heavily on luck.

Fortunately, you are still alive today.

Tan Feng murmured, stopping in his tracks as he followed the retreating figure of the man ahead.

Immediately afterwards, the once clear blue sky turned into a deep, dark black.

The thick white fog, like a leak from the earth's veins, burst forth in thick columns, transforming the lonely mountain into a dense, cold, and dark realm in a short time!

The howling hounds came running from all directions, spitting everywhere, their noses pressed tightly to the ground.

Its appearance was ferocious and cruel.

Like a vengeful ghost seeking death.

Behind them were vaguely visible, enormous silhouettes, some humanoid and some beast-like—the Yin Immortals of the Underworld, who controlled the path of reincarnation for the dead.

Now, they have appeared in the mortal world so openly and boldly!

Tan Feng also saw numerous thousand-legged earth dragons surging wildly in the white mist, and enormous fleshy worms rolling on the ground; these colossal creatures nearly crushed and collapsed the mountain range. The Tao family and the Song family!

The terrifying shadows, shrouded in mist, swept in from all directions, leaving no way out.

The aura of the great demon on the mountaintop was still fresh.

They may have had many thoughts, and even these traces of their presence were left behind intentionally.

However, under the authority of Zhang Zhiwei, the fickle Lord, the great demons had no chance to devise any schemes. The Yin Immortals arrived far too quickly, to a degree that was beyond the comprehension of ordinary cultivators.

Even Tan Feng, Ning Wenqiong, and others who were watching from a distance couldn't help but hold their breath and feel a chill run down their spines when they saw this scene.

Until the raging wind tore through the dense forest, revealing the bare earthen slope, the giant creatures transformed from the immortal descendants of the Song and Tao families burrowed into the ground, nearly destroying the solitary mountain.

The group still did not see the few trembling, fearful demons.

"..."

The cold, gloomy world suddenly fell into a deathly silence.

Tan Feng's eyes widened involuntarily.

He gradually began to fail to understand the thoughts of those mortal demon kings. Why were they fleeing all the way north, and why were they leaving behind such a distinct aura? What were they trying to do? But none of that mattered.

Because the facts have already been slapped hard in everyone's faces.

More than ten half-life immortals from the underworld, along with hundreds of soul dogs, and the help of two immortal descendants.

Under such a massive encirclement and annihilation...

Those demon kings of unknown origin actually escaped right under the noses of all the immortals, leaving no trace, let alone becoming victims of the so-called gecko tail-cutting scheme.

"How is this possible?" Ning Wenqiong felt her mouth go dry.

If you ask whether there is a glimmer of hope in this encirclement and suppression, the answer is definitely yes.

After all, even the most meticulous plans can have flaws, and even the immortals of the underworld cannot ignore time and space.

But to seize this fleeting opportunity... unless there's a traitor among the Yin Immortals, constantly relaying messages to the Demon Kings and helping them monitor the pursuers' movements.

No, that's not right! Even if there was a mole, it would be too late!

Because it takes time to send a message, and Yan Qiu and the others are not blind, if there really was a traitor, they would certainly not allow him to move around freely.

This seems like a hopeful endeavor, but in reality, it's utterly impossible. "Master..."

Tan Feng felt weak all over and suddenly knelt down behind the man.

He realized something.

It's true that the Yin Immortals of the Underworld failed to catch up with the great demon, but that also means that I, leading a group of Ning family experts, also lost sight of Miss.

"I...I'll go right now...I'll go right now..." Tan Feng stammered, staring at the old man, but couldn't come up with a solution for a long time.

Go find the young lady again? Even the Yin Immortal with his soul dog doesn't have that ability, let alone himself.

Get up.

The man gazed at the solitary peak without turning his head; his voice was cold, but there was little sense of blame in it.

He quietly watched the group of Yin Immortals, observing their unpredictable and sinister expressions.

After a long while, he suddenly lowered his eyes and chuckled softly, "Heh."

"Please give your orders, sir! I will do anything to find Miss Tan!" Tan Feng was startled by the laughter, and his whole body trembled.

Unexpectedly, the man gently shook his head: "I have nothing to instruct you on, I'm just thinking about a problem." "What are you thinking about?" Ning Wenqiong stepped forward, half out of curiosity and half to help him out.

"I was thinking, when you all stood high above, feeling you were testing these demon kings, wanting to weigh them in..."

The man let out a long breath, his eyes flashing, and said, "Could he also be harboring the same thoughts, wanting to test this old man?"

A young demon king who managed to escape from such an encirclement.

First, he contacted the abandoned servants of the Luo family, and then he found his own daughter. Only a fool would believe that he did it on purpose.

But why would this demon king, who clearly needs something from the Heavenly Demon Palace, choose this awkward approach instead of showing up directly for a face-to-face meeting?

Feeling inferior? Does he think the Heavenly Demon Palace looks down on him?

This might be true for others, but for a madman who dares to provoke a feud between Danming and the Heavenly Demon Palace, there should be no sense of inferiority.

If we rule out that possibility, then the answer must be the exact opposite.

That demon king looked down on the Heavenly Demon Palace, or rather, he didn't trust it.

"Does he have the guts?"

Everyone present had served the master for many years. Without needing to spell it out, they already understood his meaning: "This is utterly insolent..."

To the demons, the Heavenly Demon Palace is equivalent to the Dragon Palace in the hearts of the immortal descendants of the various states.

What right or ability does the other party have to dare to overturn the Heavenly Dipper and Earthly Weapon and weigh the Demon Palace?!

"Miss's safety should be the priority."

Ning Wenqiong gently advised, "You don't need to get angry with that kid. Once we find them, he will naturally know the majesty of the Demon Palace."

It wasn't until the master figured out the connection that she suddenly realized how treacherous these demon kings were.

The Heavenly Demon Palace... or rather, Luo Fengge, has decided to put aside his brother's grudges and deal with the important matter of the Immortal Inspection first.

If the master were to take action today, it would be tantamount to making a second option for the Demon Palace.

As a result, the twenty-seven families will be forced back into the mundane world, making it difficult for them to remain aloof and secluded. The attitude of the Dragon Palace will then become even more unpredictable.

"Hiss! If it weren't for Master's wisdom, this man would have almost accomplished what even Luo Fengming couldn't."

Tan Feng was horrified upon closer examination. Under the influence of the man, he roughly guessed why Luo Fengming had gone mad.

They wanted to drag the Heavenly Demon Palace into a fight against the Dragon Palace. Fortunately, Luo Fengge, greedy for power, swallowed his anger on behalf of everyone.

"You spoke of the demon's majesty." The man turned to look at Ning Wenqiong, then shifted his gaze to Tan Feng: "And you praised my wisdom."

"Unfortunately, I don't think I'm brilliant..."

He withdrew his gaze, his voice suddenly turning cold: "Now it's hard to see what dignity the Demon Palace still has."

"Master! This matter is of utmost importance. Even if you are to make a decision, you shouldn't be led by that child!" Ning Wenqiong's heart suddenly raced. "He is, after all, an outsider. How can my Ning family allow him to use us for our own purposes? It would make us a laughingstock..."

"How can we claim to be making free use of resources?"

The man's lips curled up in a forced smile as he said, "Tan Feng said that lad is handsome, and now it seems he's also quite skilled. Qingzhi even gifted him the Qingxuan Lingxi Pendant, so he must be quite a good match for him."

As he spoke, his voice softened, revealing a more domineering and unyielding quality.

"Having accepted the gifts from the Ning family, one is naturally a member of the Ning family."