Chapter 825: Demons and Bodhisattvas

Time slipped by, and several more days passed.

Li Yi had now cultivated for a full twelve days, but to him it felt like twelve years of seclusion—the longest period he had ever spent in cultivation since beginning his path.

Yet despite twelve years of arduous practice, his Primordial Spirit manifestation had not yet reached perfection; still, his power had undergone a revolutionary transformation.

His sixty major acupoints had expanded to ninety, the Five Elements' qi was once again balanced, and his overwhelming magic power had once more surged his Dragon-Tiger strength—now he possessed the power of thirty dragons and thirty tigers, ten times the strength of a peak Three Flowers Realm cultivator.

With the increase in acupoints, his magic power grew not only more potent but also capable of holding more divine blood—this was a dual transformation of both body and magic power.

Now, every gesture he made carried the power to shake heaven and earth; the lightning patterns on his body radiated divine light, countless bolts of thunder weaving around him. His divine blood concentration had surpassed that of the direct-line warriors, and he was transforming into a true divine body.

Li Yi believed that if all three hundred and sixty-five acupoints within his body were fully opened, he would become a god walking among mortals.

But achieving this required not only immense cultivation time but also sufficient fortune—it was not enough to merely possess the cultivation method.

"With my current divine blood, perhaps I can master a new divine art." For some reason, as Li Yi sensed the power of his bloodline, he felt an inexplicable stir within.

If he returned to the Wildlands, perhaps he would receive a new divine art lineage.

After all, this realm of Earth bore no divine marks left by gods.

"Continue cultivating. See if I can use the Supreme Treasure, Crimson Lotus, to fully nurture my Primordial Spirit manifestation. If I can, I may attempt to break through the Three Flowers Realm." Li Yi thought to himself.

He had ample resources: an endless supply of life essence, and three complete wondrous artifacts providing energy. He could cultivate for twelve years—or even one hundred and twenty—without issue.

Moreover, with enemies surrounding him outside, he needed to use this seclusion to reach a new height; only then could he find a way to reverse his current predicament. He had no intention of being driven into hiding by some mere demon king.

But just as Li Yi thought this,

Outside this strange realm shrouded in temporal power, a pure moonbeam descended from the heavens. Within that moonlight, a middle-aged man with white hair and crimson eyes descended, carrying icy killing intent.

The next instant,

The surrounding space rippled, celestial light flared, and two immortals arrived together—a man and a woman: Bai Xuan, the Sword Immortal of the Sword Controlling Sect of the Xuanxian Continent, and Feihong Immortal Lady of the Ascending Mist Sect.

They had come here precisely to eliminate Li Yi, and as allies of the Demon God Realm, they naturally owed their share of effort.

"Tianji Daoist, lead the way."

Bai Xuan waved his hand, and a figure suddenly appeared before them—it was the Daoist who had appeared here several days prior.

Yet after several days of rest, his injuries had fully healed.

Tianji Daoist's face twisted in anguish; faced with a demon king and two immortals, he had no power to resist and could only obediently comply, leading the way ahead.

Fortunately, he still remembered the route. Though this strange realm brimmed with peril, Tianji Daoist still held some confidence and certainty.

He said nothing, respectfully leading the way ahead.

"Temporal power? Earth possesses such a peculiar place?"

Feihong Immortal Lady's eyes flickered with curiosity. She extended her hand and touched a strand of temporal force.

But as an immortal, she was untouched by the passage of time—even if temporal force eroded her, she suffered no harm. For beings of their caliber, immortality was merely the baseline.

"Though useless to immortals, if disciples of our sect trained here, using temporal power, they would achieve excellent results," Bai Xuan said, already considering whether to establish a base here after killing Li Yi.

Beside him, Tianyue Demon King remained silent. He had no interest in this strange realm—he only wanted to kill Li Yi.

Last time on Earth's frontline, he failed to kill Li Yi, and due to battlefield defeat, nearly all his great demons perished. Now, he was a demon king with no followers, his dignity utterly shattered.

If he could not return to the Demon God Realm with Li Yi's head, even with his noble bloodline, no great demon would follow him.

For no great demon would serve a failed demon king.

Guided by Tianji Daoist, the demon king and two immortals penetrated deeper into this strange realm. Though they were immune to temporal effects, certain powerful temporal forces here still posed threats, forcing them to shed their arrogance.

Soon,

Tianji Daoist arrived at the location he had previously reached. Though a Grand Ascension sword cultivator had once shattered everything here, only a few days had passed—and now all had restored to its original state, even some ancient trees growing taller than before.

"Two Immortals, Li Yi is cultivating on that floating pile of shattered rocks, about several dozen li in that direction," Tianji Daoist pointed with precision.

Due to the environment's interference, even immortals and demon kings struggled to fully perceive their surroundings.

But with an exact location, matters changed.

Bai Xuan immediately extended a finger—a blade of immortal qi instantly cleaved through space, annihilating everything before it. The distance of dozens of li vanished in an instant, arriving before the floating pile of shattered rocks.

But the next instant,

That immortal sword qi was caught. A woman in plain robes, black hair reaching her waist, eyes lowered in boundless compassion, extended her palm in a flower-picking gesture—and the terrifying sword qi dissolved instantly at her fingertip.

"A master."

Bai Xuan's gaze sharpened instantly.

He had intended to strike Li Yi down in one blow—yet here stood a woman of unfathomable power.

"Li Yi is truly here."

Feihong Immortal Lady immediately spotted Li Yi cultivating atop the shattered rocks, but her expression darkened: "Unbelievable. This Li Yi is using temporal power to cultivate—his progress is astonishing. This aura is nearly immortal. Thank heavens we arrived in time—if we'd waited, we might never have captured him."

She was inwardly alarmed.

Earthlings, who cultivate multiple arts, become peerless in their own realm once they reach the immortal stage—facing two or three opponents at once is common.

Thank heavens we came now; next time we met, we might suffer a crushing defeat.

But before she could think further,

Tianyue Demon King, having confirmed Li Yi's location, could no longer suppress his suppressed killing intent. Without hesitation, he unleashed his full demon king power—ancient dao traces spilled forth from his bloodline.

Dao traces and demon king power intertwined, instantly forming a brilliant full moon.

The entire realm trembled under its destruction.

The moon hung high, obliterating all— he gave Li Yi no chance to flee, aiming to utterly annihilate him, reducing him to dust and ash in a single strike.

"Tianyue Demon King has lost his temper," Bai Xuan's face changed instantly. He retreated swiftly, unwilling to be caught in the demon king's power—even as an immortal, he risked death.

Feihong Immortal Lady also withdrew. She said gravely: "This is a lion attacking a rabbit—full force. Tianyue Demon King is truly ruthless. Li Yi, affected by temporal power, senses nothing outside—this strike will kill him for sure."

Yet faced with this terrifying attack, Yulian Master could not stand idle—this strike targeted not only Li Yi but also her.

Almost simultaneously,

Yulian Master rose, forming a sacred seal, radiating Buddhist light, appearing like a bodhisattva descending into the world. Beneath the radiant Buddhist light, she forcibly resisted the moonlight's erosion—but as the full moon descended, she too felt alarm.

Her seal changed, she chanted a true mantra—and instantly, she transformed into a bodhisattva manifestation a thousand zhang tall.

The bodhisattva's seal resembled a treasure vase, as if ready to contain the entire world. Infinite moonlight and terrifying demon king power were drawn into it; the descending full moon above visibly shrank.

The Devouring Heaven Treasure Vase Seal!

Yulian Master unleashed a great divine technique to confront this demon king.

"She blocked Tianyue Demon King's strike—who is this woman?" Bai Xuan was stunned.

Yet not all the demon king power was absorbed—the overflow caused catastrophic destruction around.

The unluckiest was Tianji Daoist.

With no immortal paying him attention, he was caught in the demon king's residual power—let out a scream and died instantly.

"Good. Very good. In a short time, Li Yi has gained such a powerful ally," Tianyue Demon King's crimson eyes blazed with even fiercer killing intent.

If he let Li Yi go any longer, next time he himself might die.

Today, he must send this Li Yi to his grave.

As Tianyue Demon King spoke, myriad pure lights burst from his body, and an ancient artifact emerged from within—a relic shaped like a crescent moon, cold as frost, gleaming like a jade plate.

This was Tianyue Demon King's demon king weapon: the Precious Moon Disc.

"At least a high-grade immortal artifact," Bai Xuan's eyes flashed with surprise—he had never seen a demon king weapon before.

"A demon king wielding a demon king weapon is invincible in the immortal realm. Only a true immortal could possibly subdue such a demon king," Feihong Immortal Lady now had a new understanding of the demon king's power.

This power far surpassed that of an immortal.

"Kill."

Tianyue Demon King roared, brandishing the Precious Moon Disc as he charged toward the thousand-zhang bodhisattva manifestation. Though her power was extraordinary, he still had confidence he could slay her here.

In battle, demon kings of the Demon God Realm were always top-tier—no one had ever defeated them in their own realm.

"What a peerless demon," Yulian Master clasped her hands together in awe: "If I could convert you, the merit would be boundless."

(End of Chapter)