Chapter 1042

Eastern Wasteland, million mountains!

Countless demon races multiplied and lived within it, and over thousands of years, a pattern of three-legged stability gradually formed.

The tiger, wolf, and feather tribes looked down upon the mountains.

With Di Tian's promotion to the ancient demon realm and Qixia's revelation of peerless supernatural powers, the once parallel wolf race gradually declined, and even once submitted to the ancient demon Di Tian.

But there was no royal power in the world that remained unchanged forever.

Di Tian fell, Qixia ascended, and the once powerful tiger demon race and feather race declined instead.

Even though Cangwu Mountain still had a Duzhen Hall Master known as the number one person under Soul Transformation sitting in town, that person was a human great cultivator, naturally opposed to the demon race.

Therefore, in the situation of being leaderless, the major demon race experts of the Eastern Wasteland were all leaning toward the wolf race.

This day.

Above Tianlang Mountain!

Demon Qi rolled, and wolves shrieked.

Rays of light flew from all directions and landed in the Tianlang Altar.

Hanshan Que came a bit late; he himself did not get along well with the wolf race, but this time the situation was truly special.

Before entering the Tianlang Altar, he heard intense arguments coming from inside.

"That is the Duzhen Hall Master, an existence as famous as the Zhoukong Hall Master, and he even received the recognition of the Yuan Jun!"

"So what? Luo Chen is a human after all; do you want him to press on our heads for a lifetime?"

"Yes, he is a human, but he is a peak human existence who personally killed a great expert of the Dao Sect!"

"Hehe, you should all have been on the Dongyuan Continent during that battle; did you see him kill a god with your own eyes?"

"This..."

"Don't forget, the Zhoukong Hall Master Qing Shuang also took action in that battle. No matter how strong Luo Chen is, he is still a Nascent Soul cultivator after all; how could he kill a Soul Transformation expert? I admit, perhaps he might have contributed, but it is more likely that he was an auxiliary, and the true god-killer was Qing Shuang. Old man White-Brow, you don't need to rush to refute me; calm down and think about it, even Nascent Soul demon cultivators of our generation are extremely difficult to kill, let alone the life-saving means of a Soul Transformation expert? Only Hall Master Qing Shuang, who controls the spatial true meaning of the Dao, could completely eliminate an existence of the same rank. Luo Chen, he can't do it!"

Hanshan Que stepped into the hall and saw the White-Browed Immortal Ape arguing with a middle-aged man with a fierce face.

The Nascent Soul demon cultivators on the side were silent and did not participate, but each of them had a look of contemplation on their faces.

Hanshan Que recognized the middle-aged man.

Ao Jun!

The second strongest of the wolf race, only under Heavenly Wolf Ao Kuang, having been promoted to the late Nascent Soul stage in recent years, was a rare Great Demon Emperor.

Hanshan Que said in a muffled voice, "We are all fellow cultivators, why argue so fiercely."

Ao Jun snorted coldly, "This seat cannot stand people boosting others' morale and destroying our own prestige."

The White-Browed Immortal Ape sighed, "The old man is not timid, but the Duzhen Hall Master truly has peerless ability; regardless of whether he personally killed a Soul Transformation expert, his past battle record cannot be faked. The number one person under Soul Transformation, this title is definitely not false."

Ao Jun was dismissive, "His title was only obtained by fighting Qing Shuang and then luckily bullying the bald donkeys of the Western Desert. If we really calculate it like that, my ancestor could also be called the number one person, it's just that my ancestor has never cared about such false names."

Everyone looked at each other, but could not refute it.

Because Heavenly Wolf Ao Kuang did indeed fight Qing Shuang back then, and even though Qing Shuang comprehended the spatial true meaning of the Dao, she was at a disadvantage in the battle.

Some even guessed that if it weren't for the fear of Qixia Yuan Jun, Ao Kuang would have killed her back then.

The White-Browed Immortal Ape pursed his lips and looked at Hanshan Que.

"Fellow Daoist, we were both in the Duzhen Hall back then; why don't you tell us about Luo Chen's ability."

Hanshan Que subconsciously wanted to deny Luo Chen's strength, but when the words reached his lips, the scene from back then could not help but surface in his mind.

Suppressing the demon race with his own strength!

Such ability...

"Enough!" Ao Jun shouted in a low voice, glaring at the White-Browed Immortal Ape, "Old man White-Brow, if you don't want to participate in this great event, you can leave; why bother bewitching everyone here?"

Being shouted at like this, the White-Browed Immortal Ape was also unhappy.

He was invited to plot a great event, but was refuted everywhere in a few words; even a clay figure had three points of anger.

But he ultimately did not respond with anger.

Just because three figures stepped into the Tianlang Altar from the back hall.

One was shrouded in a black robe, with a graceful figure vaguely visible.

One had a ferocious face, as if he wanted to choose someone to devour, and was the lone Great Demon Emperor Bi Zheng.

And in front of the two was the master of this place.

The co-lord of the wolf race—Ao Kuang!

"Ancestor!"

"Lord Ao Kuang!"

"Fellow Daoist Ao, you are here."

Greetings rang out one after another, and everyone's face carried a hint of respect, showing Ao Kuang's honorable status among the demon race.

A kind smile appeared on the old man's face, which was naturally imposing.

He waved his hand, "No need for such courtesy."

Subsequently, Ao Kuang looked at Ao Jun.

"Fellow Daoist White-Brow is just worried that we are acting recklessly and throwing an egg against a rock; why be so angry?"

Ao Jun frowned, "But..."

Ao Kuang smiled and sat down above.

The black-robed person and Bi Zheng stood on his left and right.

"Actually, Fellow Daoist White-Brow is right; Luo Chen's ability has long been famous in the mountains and seas. Moreover, his reputation is definitely not a false name boasted among human cultivators, but fought out through battle after battle. Not to mention anything else, just the title of Demon-Slaying True Person, I believe you have all heard of it!"

The demons' expressions changed slightly.

They were all demon cultivators, and the name of demon-slaying was the most mocking title for them.

Ao Kuang was not embarrassed and continued: "As for the title of the number one person under Soul Transformation, I have no intention of competing with him, and even if we fought each other, the chance of winning or losing would probably be between three and seven."

"I have three, he has seven!"

The demons were stunned, seemingly not expecting Ancestor Ao Kuang to be so straightforward and admit his disadvantage.

Hanshan Que said in a muffled voice, "If so, Fellow Daoist, how dare you take the initiative to provoke the Duzhen Hall Master?"

Ao Kuang glanced at him and pointed to the black-robed person beside him with a calm expression.

"Fellow Daoist, you tell them!"

The person stepped forward, lifted the hood, and revealed a face that was pure and incomparable, like a cold moon fairy, making people feel they did not dare to blaspheme at a glance.

The woman bowed gracefully, and a charming sound came from her mouth.

"This slave is Yue Sanren, once a person close to Qixia Yuan Jun, and now temporarily in charge of the Tongxuan Hall."

Facing this charming sound, each demon race expert actually felt a sense of longing and swaying in their hearts.

Even, they urgently wanted to tear open that black robe and see the hot, delicate body under the black robe with their own eyes.

Ao Kuang frowned and snorted coldly.

A cold snort, like thunder piercing the ears.

The demon cultivators suddenly woke up, terrified by the woman's charming sound, and then reacted.

"From Cangwu Mountain?"

"Also a human cultivator!"

"How could she come here, could it be..."

"Everyone!" Yue Sanren gave a coquettish shout, interrupting everyone's associations with bad places, and then said sternly: "The past is the past, and now is now. The current Luo Chen is in seclusion to impact the Soul Transformation realm. This is his weakest time, and also our best opportunity."

Ao Kuang took over the conversation and said in a deep voice: "That's right, according to the investigation of our tribe's children, Cangwu Mountain has already activated the mountain-protecting formation, strictly forbidding entry and exit. Everything is a sign that Luo Chen is preparing for Soul Transformation. In this situation, I have the confidence to fight him, and then you only need to take action to contain others who are loyal to Luo Chen."

Everyone looked at each other, shocked by the speed of Luo Chen's breakthrough to Soul Transformation, and also sighing that this was indeed an unprecedented good opportunity.

When a cultivator breaks through a realm, it is often the weakest time.

No matter which realm it is, it is the same, and the most taboo is to be disturbed by outsiders.

Once interrupted, the light would be serious injury and cultivation regression, and the heavy would be death on the spot and eternal damnation!

Someone questioned: "He is the strongest human, why not sprint for Soul Transformation in the Eastern Wasteland cultivation world, but have to be at Cangwu Mountain?"

Ao Kuang answered calmly: "Two hundred years ago, Qixia Yuan Jun killed her way into the Nether Abyss and destroyed the Mingyuan Sect. Yanfu Mountain fell and has not appeared to this day. That is the only fifth-order spiritual vein in the Eastern Wasteland cultivation world, and Nascent Soul cultivators want to break through to Soul Transformation, the only thing they cannot lack is a fifth-order spiritual vein. Therefore, Luo Chen has to use the geographical advantage of Cangwu Mountain to impact a higher realm. And this Cangwu Mountain was originally our territory!"

Every word and every sentence was both an explanation and a provocation.

"The current Luo Chen is far away from the sect, has no strong guards, and is in the process of breaking through the realm, which is his weakest time."

"I know that many people present are on the demon cultivator list of the Duzhen Hall, and it is normal to have concerns. Therefore, you don't need to face Luo Chen at that time; I will take action personally."

With such a guarantee, the people in the hall were clearly already moved.

But it was not enough!

Ao Kuang took a deep breath, "Taking action against Luo Chen this time, publicly, is because I don't want to see human experts pressing on the heads of our demon race, especially one who once used demon-slaying as his name. Privately, he has some small grievances with me, and I have been trapped at the peak of Nascent Soul for a long time, and I urgently need the spiritual vein of Cangwu Mountain. Therefore, in this battle, regardless of whether you are willing to help, I will definitely lead the army to Cangwu Mountain!"

These words were said with sincerity.

With Ao Kuang's reputation in the million mountains, the demons were willing to believe that he was speaking from the bottom of his heart.

How could the spiritual vein of the demon race be stolen by a human cultivator.

Moreover, if he really succeeded, with the name of the Duzhen Hall Master, would he have to suppress the Eastern Wasteland demon race for thousands of years again?

"Whether you are willing to help or not, I hope you fellow Daoists will give an answer today. If there are those who are unwilling, after making the Dao oath not to leak today's secrets, you can leave on your own, and I will never pursue it in the future."

Ao Kuang said the last sentence, and then closed his eyes to rest.

Inside the Tianlang Altar, there was a commotion for a time.

There were those who agreed with Ao Kuang's words and did not want to let Luo Chen stand on the heads of the demon race, and there were also Duzhen Hall demon cultivators who were worried that the great event would not succeed and they would be liquidated by Luo Chen.

Amidst the commotion, the black-robed female cultivator Yue Sanren suddenly spoke.

"In the battle of the Dongyuan Continent, you all counted as throwing your heads and shedding blood for Luo Chen; I wonder if there was any reward afterwards?"

The demons were speechless.

In that battle, they were just acting on orders.

They were subdued by Luo Chen, and there was also the terrifying oppressive power of the Cangwu Mountain Master Qixia Yuan Jun at that time, so they had to participate.

As for the reward afterwards, naturally there was none.

Yue Sanren smiled, "You may not know that the Eastern Wasteland human experts who participated in the battle together all received a Ti Hu Elixir afterwards!"

The demons were confused.

Ti Hu Elixir, what is that?

Yue Sanren did not see the desired effect, felt stifled for a moment, and cursed a group of bumpkins in her heart.

Subsequently, she explained the efficacy of the so-called Ti Hu Elixir in detail.

When they learned of the heaven-defying efficacy of the Ti Hu Elixir, their eyes lit up one by one.

"Such a divine elixir, can he really refine it?"

"He is an Alchemy Sect Master!"

"Why only give it to humans and not to us; is it such partiality?"

"He is a human cultivator after all, how could he treat everyone equally. I can't understand why Qixia Yuan Jun gave him the position of Duzhen Hall Master."

"Kill him and forcibly seize the Ti Hu Elixir!"

"It's not that easy; even if Lord Ao Kuang kills Luo Chen. But such a strong person, before falling, only needs a thought to destroy the storage magic treasure, leaving us empty-handed."

"No, no, no, don't forget, he founded a large sect. Such an elixir, and even the elixir formula, how could it not be kept in the sect?"

"Then kill him, and then lead the army to attack the Eastern Wasteland, seize the Ti Hu, and prove our ancient demon path!"

Amidst the surging crowd, Ao Kuang and Yue Sanren smiled at each other.

Hearts had gathered, and the great event could be accomplished.

After the meeting.

At the peak of Tianlang Mountain, Ao Kuang personally saw Yue Sanren off.

No, or rather, it was a clone of Yue Sanren.

Her true body still remained in the Tongxuan Hall of Cangwu Mountain, not leaving the house.

At the time of parting, the two were still plotting the great event to come.

"Not too early, not too late! Must strike fiercely when he is at the door. Otherwise, Luo Chen in his peak state is definitely not an existence you and I can rival!"

"Do you revere him too much?"

"This is not reverence, but fear. If you knew that more than two hundred years ago, he was just a Core Formation cultivator, an ant who could only flee for his life in this concubine's hands, you wouldn't look down on him like this."

"I naturally won't look down on him, after all, he was an existence once as famous as Qing Shuang. I'm just thinking, you are so painstaking in dealing with him, not hesitating to link us demon race experts, just because you had a grudge with him before?"

"Hehe, it's inconvenient to go into detail. Anyway, afterwards, Cangwu Mountain belongs to you, and I return to the North Sea. The Ti Hu Elixir also belongs to you; I don't need that thing, but his natal magic treasure, whether it is incomplete or not, must be given to me!"

"Natal magic treasure?"

"Farewell, when the time comes, this concubine will notify you."

Ao Kuang watched Yue Sanren leave, looking at that graceful back, his eyes narrowed slightly.

One day in the mountains, a thousand years in the world.

Cultivators in seclusion, the passage of time is always unexpectedly fast.

Especially for high-level cultivators.

Often a deep seclusion might be a mortal's lifetime.

Luo Chen would not be like that, after all, his accumulation in the Nascent Soul stage was thick enough.

Not to mention polishing his magic power day and night to consolidate his realm, just comprehending the three true meanings of the Dao made his foundation reach an unprecedented level of strength.

Fifty years!

Since Luo Chen came to Cangwu Mountain for seclusion, fifty years had passed quietly.

Over the fifty years, the formation covering Cangwu Mountain had never been withdrawn, isolating the inside and outside, blocking all prying eyes.

Until...

Boom!

Amidst the earth-shattering loud noise, vast red spiritual energy erupted, sweeping across the ten thousand miles around Cangwu Mountain like a tide.

The Nascent Soul demon cultivators guarding the mountain opened their eyes one after another, looking at the sky with joy.

This day had finally come!