Chapter 888: Tianwai, Blockade

The Monster Race's tribal land.

White Deer King looked at the Ten Thousand Poison Demon King and said, "Are you ready? Tianwai is not that easy to break through; with your current strength, the chance of failure is high."

"I know, but staying in this world no longer brings any advancement. My path has reached its end; I must go to Tianwai to find a new road, to quickly raise my strength and cultivation."

"This world has too many restrictions; I cannot achieve what you have, nor can I remain in this world for centuries."

The Ten Thousand Poison Demon King's time is limited; Chen Chuyang could not give him such a long reprieve. The matters they agreed upon, the promises he made, he will fulfill, not… regret.

It's only Tianwai; there is still a way to live, it's not truly death.

Even if death comes, it will be in battle with a Strong One of Tianwai, and that life would be worthwhile.

In any case, he has contributed to this world; the Ten Thousand Poison Demon King has long been mentally prepared, his heart steadfast, unchanging, and will not… fear death.

"It's best that you think that way; actually, you still have a few years to keep accumulating and waiting."

White Deer King knew that this venture to Tianwai gave the Ten Thousand Poison Demon King a very low chance of survival—less than ten percent. It would take extraordinary luck; with bad luck, there would be virtually no way out. Moreover, as a longtime friend, he could not bear to see him die like that.

Yet he had no choice; for the Monster Race, for himself, for this world, the Ten Thousand Poison Demon King must do this—it is his only way to survive.

"No need." The Ten Thousand Poison Demon King waved his hand and said, "I have already decided; no changes are required."

Tianwai is truly a battlefield, a battlefield of geniuses.

When the Ten Thousand Poison Demon King goes, he is not necessarily cannon fodder; he does not think himself inferior to those people.

In this life, aside from Chen Chuyang, the Ten Thousand Poison Demon King has never truly submitted to anyone, not even White Deer King or Tian Xin Dao Ren; he resents them, claiming they merely rely on their… long cultivation time to surpass him.

Given the same time and circumstances, the Ten Thousand Poison Demon King is confident he can surpass them and kill them.

And Chen Chuyang is the only one he cannot gauge; that person truly is a monster.

"He has arrived."

The Ten Thousand Poison Demon King suddenly spoke, looking toward a direction.

Two figures swiftly descended; Chen Chuyang and Hu Jiuwei landed together, and White Deer King glanced over, his eyes slightly narrowing.

After looking back and forth at the two of them, White Deer King went to greet them.

"Greetings, fellow Daoist friends."

"Greetings, Daoist friend."

Chen Chuyang clasped his hands and smiled.

Hu Jiuwei clasped his hands and said, "Greetings, Your Excellency White Deer King, may you be well."

White Deer King cast a glance at the two, confirming their relationship; a flash of surprise flickered in his eyes, quickly concealed.

Chen Chuyang and the other also did not conceal anything, openly displaying themselves, with nothing shameful.

The Ten Thousand Poison Demon King stepped forward, clasped his hands to Chen Chuyang, and said, "Greetings, Daoist friend; your heroic bearing remains, I, a humble monk, admire you."

Slowing again, the Ten Thousand Poison Demon King saw Chen Chuyang himself, yet still could not see through him.

The strength of the person before him remained a veil of mist, unfathomable.

No matter how many times they meet, Chen Chuyang is always equally mysterious.

"Are you ready?" Chen Chuyang's attitude toward the Ten Thousand Poison Demon King was neutral, naturally not as courteous as toward White Deer King.

Strength determines status; likewise, it determines everything.

The Ten Thousand Poison Demon King could not yet be called a Daoist friend by Chen Chuyang.

The Ten Thousand Poison Demon King was also well aware that he did not care about this; failing to gain Chen Chuyang's recognition was his own issue.

"I, a humble monk, have long been prepared; this venture to Tianwai may very well encounter misfortune," the Ten Thousand Poison Demon King bowed and said, "If I can provide some assistance to a Daoist friend, then my death would be justified."

"This time, if I perish in Tianwai, please, Daoist friend, remember me."

He had no other demands, only one request.

Being remembered by Chen Chuyang was also an honor for him.

"Very well." Chen Chuyang would naturally not refuse; this Ten Thousand Poison Demon King proved to be a person who kept his word, not fleeing.

This changed Chen Chuyang's view of him considerably.

Upon hearing this, the Ten Thousand Poison Demon King performed a Buddhist salute, "Amitabha."

"Being remembered by a Daoist friend is my honor."

He would not dare call Chen Chuyang a benefactor; that would surely get him beaten to death.

Daoist friend—that is as far as he could address him; before Chen Chuyang, the Ten Thousand Poison Demon King could not be as free and unrestrained as before White Deer King.

White Deer King did not care about this, but Chen Chuyang could not.

While a few were exchanging pleasantries, several figures descended.

Yin Gui Zhenren arrived.

Elder Xinran also descended together.

It was only Qi Ruohua of the Great Qi Dynasty who did not come; instead, Jing Yuheng was sent, arriving together with Elder Xinran.

There were quite a few arrivals; these people were all members besieging the Heavenly Heart Sect, and this time, they all came to the Monster Race's tribal land.

"Greetings, Yin Gui Zhenren, Daoist friend."

"Greetings, Xinran, Daoist friend."

"Greetings, Jing Yuheng, Daoist friend."

White Deer King hurried up to welcome them; these arrivals on his territory naturally deserved a proper reception.

Each person addressed them as "Daoist friend," giving them the utmost respect.

Yin Gui Zhenren and the others returned the greeting, replying with "White Deer King Daoist friend," then they approached Chen Chuyang.

Elder Xinran immediately performed a bow and said, "Daoist friend Chuyang, I did not expect you to arrive so quickly; I thought you would be the last to come."

"There's nothing pressing; I came early just to take a look, and this is my first time stepping onto the Monster Race's tribal land," Chen Chuyang replied. "I cannot miss this scene; I must watch the Ten Thousand Poison Demon King's Tianwai path."

This Tianwai gift this time also originated because of him.

Naturally, he must arrive early, cannot be last; he certainly doesn't want to… become the final climax, too showy.

「What do you think of this Tianwai path? 」 Xinran Zhanglao had no reservations, asking face-to-face.

Yin Gui Zhenren and Jing Yuheng both turned their gazes over, wanting to know Chen Chuyang's thoughts.

The Ten Thousand Poisons Demon King also turned his gaze over, he also wanted to know; speaking of this world, who has fought the most with Tianwai people, had the most contact, Chen Chuyang is certainly the first person, the blood of Tianwai Strong Ones stained on his hands is not insignificant.

Mu Long Wenshan, a member of the Mu Long clan, was killed by him; what else is there that he dares not do?

The White Deer King has lived many years, but his combat experience against Tianwai Strong Ones is not much.

Surely not as good as Chen Chuyang; he also wants to know how Chen Chuyang views it?

It concerns the life and death of the Ten Thousand Poisons Demon King, and also the life and death of everyone present; in the future, they may all go to Tianwai, if the enemy is too strong, wouldn't that be...?

At this moment, everyone's hearts were raised.