Chapter 304: Yin Domain Evil God

Shen Qing looked toward Jia Shen.

"Let me introduce myself, I am Shen Qing, from the Great Wu Shen family, and also the Grand Commander of the Great Wu Embroidered Uniform Guard."

"So......"

Seeing Jia Shen and the Demonic Insect Mother still motionless, Shen Qing chuckled: "So you still aren't preparing to flee?"

As soon as his words fell, Jia Shen moved, instantly turning into a black mist and flying off in the opposite direction at extreme speed, instantly smashing through the wall and rushing toward the horizon.

But unfortunately, the four strongest fighters of the current Great Wu came with Shen Qing this time.

In the blink of an eye, Zhu Xuan took the lead, appearing before Jia Shen, a fist wrapped in fierce golden dragon aura directly dispersing the black mist, a fist striking Jia Shen's true body, the black mist dissipated, and Jia Shen was blasted back.

The Vajra Holy Monk completed the relay, forming hand seals, a golden light flashed in his pupils, a huge golden bell descended from the sky, directly covering Jia Shen inside.

"Wuzhen! Move aside!"

Wuzhen is the dharma name of the Vajra Holy Monk.

From the side came Shen Yin's roar; the Vajra Holy Monk immediately retreated several steps, still maintaining the hand seal to keep the golden bell cover.

Meanwhile, Shen Yin had already closed in, and in his hand he still held a terrifying giant hammer condensed from overbearing vital energy, smashing it, he tore through the palace and hurled it at the golden bell.

Jia Shen seemed to anticipate what would happen, letting out a furious roar, the black mist manifested countless human faces, the black mist continually struck the golden bell, but the Vajra Holy Monk, being at the ninth level of the Martial Saint realm with profound vital energy, Jia Shen could not break through; he could only watch helplessly as the giant hammer smashed down.

Clang!!!!

The golden bell trembled! The mighty bell sound reverberated endlessly across the vast heavens and earth, and inside the bell, Jia Shen fared poorly—Shen Yin's overbearing vital energy directly detonated the Vajra Holy Monk's vital energy, a violent vital energy explosion mixed, nearly blowing Jia Shen to pieces.

And finally, Qingxuan Daoist descended from the sky, a green rope appearing in his hand, which he looped around Jia Shen like a dog's leash, and Jia Shen could not resist at all.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye.

Shen Qing stepped forward slowly, his footsteps echoing in the silent palace; when he passed beside the Demonic Insect Mother, he paused his steps and glanced at her askance.

"Why aren't you running?"

The Demonic Insect Mother did not move at all from head to toe, merely lying prone on the ground, motionless, her voice trembling.

"Lord Shen, I have heard of your name; falling into your hands, I cannot escape. Ask me whatever you wish—I will tell you everything I know, only begging for a swift end."

Shen Qing laughed: "Quite conscientious, I am very pleased; cooperate well."

Shen Qing continued walking toward the tightly bound Jia Shen.

"Come, tell me—just now your subordinates said you came via a transmission gate; where is the transmission gate? How did you construct it?"

Shen Qing did not think the transmission gate could be easily built; if building a transmission gate were truly that easy, the battlefield between humans and fiends would not be in the border battlefield, but in this world.

Jia Shen, having been hit by that combo just now, felt his soul about to scatter; at this moment, black mist continued to dissipate, and a weak voice came forth.

"I won't tell you."

Just then, a fawning voice came from beside him—the Demonic Insect Mother.

"Lord Shen, Lord Shen, he won't speak, I will—I'll speak, you ask me!"

Shen Qing reached out and lightly patted the black mist: "If you won't speak, plenty of others will."

Jia Shen glared at the Demonic Insect Mother and shouted angrily: "What are you doing! You're going to betray..."

Before he could finish speaking, Qingxuan Daoist's foot had already kicked Jia Shen's true body.

The Demonic Insect Mother flatteringly looked at Shen Qing: "Lord Shen, I will speak, I will speak."

"This transmission gate is hidden inside the evil spirit's body; the evil god can remotely activate this transmission gate."

"It is said that what Jia Shen said a few days ago, this transmission gate was researched for a hundred years by the evil gods; in the Venerable... ah, no, in the evil spirit's body, once it grows to a certain extent, a complete transmission gate can be built."

Shen Qing raised his eyebrows; just now he had been wondering why this transmission gate could evade the investigation of the Martial Emperor and Shen Ancestor—now it turns out that this thing, having been researched and concocted for a hundred years by the evil gods, makes sense; if those evil gods' hundred-year concoctions were easily seen through by the Martial Emperor and others, they might as well find a block of tofu to knock themselves dead.

The Demonic Insect Mother continued: "Afterward, the four evil spirits that came this time were successively killed by you, Lord Shen; then the evil spirits' side became anxious, and they prematurely activated the transmission gate."

Shen Qing nodded: "Fine, your information is very satisfactory; where is the transmission gate? Take me to see it."

The Demonic Insect Mother gurgling, she sprang up from the ground: "It's right underground, Lord Shen, this way!"

Jia Shen wailed: "You dare!"

Shen Qing kicked with vital energy wrapped around his foot, striking the evil spirit directly: "Prisoner, just shut your mouth."

"Qingxuan senior, also bring this along for us to have a look."

The Demonic Insect Mother's short eight insect legs scuttled rapidly on the ground, leading Shen Qing forward toward the transmission gate.

Not much time passed before the group arrived at an inn.

The Demonic Insect Mother turned her head: "Lord Shen, this is the place."

Shen Qing glanced back at Zhu Xuan and the others; they all nodded.

The dragon-elephant roar sounded; Shen Qing stomped his foot hard onto the ground—Boom!

The earth beneath his feet swiftly collapsed, sunlight poured onto this long-dark land, light illuminated the cavern, countless fiends in the depths raised their heads; they saw Shen Qing, but lowly fiends lack cognition, they cannot sense the realm of Shen Qing and his companions; they opened their saliva-stained bloody maws, howling incessantly.

Shen Qing's expression remained bland; blood-red spread from beneath his feet, staining the land, gradually covering the entire cavern; a mighty killing intent began to invade the minds of the lowly fiends, turning them into machines that only slaughter, frenziedly attacking the surrounding fiends.

Wherever Shen Qing passed, blood spattered everywhere, yet not a single fiend attacked him; they all ignored Shen Qing.

Shen Qing's gaze remained fixed on the transmission gate at the cavern's center from start to finish—a circular transmission gate about five meters in diameter—but Shen Qing could feel that the transmission gate was becoming more stable, growing larger.

The group arrived before the transmission gate.

Zhu Xuan's face grew solemn: "Just like the passage of the border battlefield, the fiends truly have mastered the ability to reach our world."

The group's faces were solemn; just then, a black silhouette appeared on the transmission gate.

"Oh, you found us so quickly? Who are you—people of Great Wu, or of Holy Luo? And what about that waste, Jia Shen?"

A terrifying aura came through the transmission gate, extraordinarily powerful and frightening—he is the evil god of the fiend clan.

Shen Yin, the Vajra Holy Monk, and Qingxuan Daoist's faces changed instantly; they directly activated their strongest defensive absolute skill, blocking in front of Shen Qing.

But Zhu Xuan was different—his temper was as explosive as the Martial Emperor's; the instant the evil god spoke, he had already unleashed his absolute skill in a blast.

Merely imposing in momentum, yet it was difficult to shake this transmission gate.

From the opposite side, the evil god also transmitted a cold laugh.

Shen Qing looked toward the evil god's figure with a plain gaze, his voice steady.

「Ancestor, two seniors, please step aside. 」

「He can't get through. 」