Chapter 371: 【Qing Emperor

A peerless Demon Saint, who had once dominated the winds and clouds and roamed the universe for seven or eight thousand years, possessed strength that could shake the heavens and shatter star domains. He was worthy of being called a supreme Demon God, yet now he had become a kebab—what a miserable end.

Seeing this, everyone's mouths couldn't help but water. As a human race that attained the Dao through eating, the Demon-Human Master's barbecue technique was truly at the Emperor level, and the fact that the ingredients were fresh and precious was also a critical point.

The flesh and blood glowed, overflowing with essence, shimmering with brilliant divine radiance. It was the size of a hill, and the crocodile carcass was still intact—truly astonishing.

Eating the meat of a Great Sage beast—since ancient times, apart from Quasi-Emperors, who would dare to be so bold!

The Demon-Human Master exhaled the True Fire of the Sun to temper the killing intent within the Crocodile Ancestor's flesh while roasting it. Immediately, divine radiance circulated, and a mouth-watering aroma wafted from the roasted meat, making everyone swallow their saliva.

"I'll provide the spring water." Lin Xian was uncharacteristically generous for once, taking out his treasured Divine Spring Water, Immortal-Transforming Water, and Merit Water to assist the Demon-Human Master.

"I'll provide the utensils!" Ye Fan also joined in the fun, taking out the supreme treasure, the Mother Qi Cauldron of Xuanhuang. He wasn't just preparing to roast meat; he was also going to make soup. The heart and liver of the Divine Crocodile could be used to brew a bowl of spicy soup—it would be extremely delicious.

Divine Spring liquid, Immortal treasure cauldron, Great Sage meat—such a luxurious banquet had likely occurred only a few times since ancient times; only Great Emperors could enjoy such things.

Several Sages also grew envious and began pulling out their own treasured divine objects to serve as seasonings, participating in this divine feast.

"Count me in!"

Smelling the aroma, Duan De also swallowed his saliva. How many times in one's life could one eat Great Sage meat?

He took out his bottom-of-the-box treasure: a jar of Monkey Wine. It had been brewed by an Archaic Ape Saint and sealed within his tomb, in the hope that one day he could be reborn and drink it to his heart's content.

Unfortunately, the rebirth failed, and no reincarnation seal was formed, ultimately benefiting the true Corpse-Dissection Immortal, Duan De.

The Demon-Human Master's eyes lit up. He took it and drank a mouthful, praising, "Good wine. I've only tasted this flavor back in the Archaic era."

Everyone couldn't help but sigh; Duan De truly had vast supernatural powers. Apart from him, who else could have the means to obtain a bottle of immortal wine brewed a million years ago that hadn't spoiled?

"Good wine pairs with good meat." The Demon-Human Master was very generous, tearing off a thousand catties of divine meat and tossing it to Duan De, letting him taste his handiwork.

Divine radiance overflowed, flowing out from the fragrant, golden meat. Rays of light appeared one after another, colorful and dazzling.

Tearing off a piece of rib, Duan De gnawed until his mouth was covered in oil, praising it endlessly: "Not only is it delicious, but it's also highly nourishing. Finishing this meal will definitely cleanse the marrow and reshape the body."

Watching Duan De's "eating broadcast," everyone else's appetites were whetted, and they began to eat the meat in large mouthfuls. Sage meat paired with divine spring—the rarest things in the world. Even the aged Sages felt as if they were about to ascend to immortality, their bodies bathed in immortal light, and their lifespans even extended.

The younger generation was even more incredible. Their magic power was vast and their divine strength surged. Through the method of dietary supplementation, it was no less effective than taking immortal pills. Their cultivation base advanced by leaps and bounds, breaking through one barrier after another, attracting countless heavenly tribulations, and ascending several small steps in one go.

Lin Xian swallowed a hundred catties of divine meat, and his physical body underwent a baptism. Every inch of his flesh and blood was filled with explosive power, and the magic power within his body was violent to the extreme. He let out a long whistle, flew into the great universe, and brandished his Sage fists. It was earth-shattering, and every strike destroyed a small planet.

As long as he wanted to, he could even blast the moon apart. Truly grasping the stars and seizing the moon, invincible under the starry sky, he could be called a master of great supernatural powers!

His cultivation base sublimated to the extreme, becoming powerful to an unimaginable realm. If he encountered the previous Ant King, he could suppress and kill it with a single finger. Unfortunately, he ultimately did not break into the Sage realm.

The barrier of the Sage domain was a chasm, a myth. Even for a talented Imperial Son, it would take decades of cultivation to pass this hurdle.

Stepping into the Sage realm was not as simple as just stepping onto the fourth level of the Immortal Platform; it symbolized the initial formation of the Five Great Secret Realms. One was no longer a single-path cultivator; one could re-cultivate the Five Great Secret Realms, advance them in parallel, and gestate one's own Dao and Dharma!

Above the Sage, there were no more secret realms. One had reached the pinnacle of the system. Only by stepping out of one's own system and entering the Immortal King realm to create one's own Sixth Secret Realm could one achieve a new breakthrough.

Everyone's Sixth Secret Realm was unique. This was the principle of "those who learn from me live, those who resemble me die."

Theoretically, the cultivation system only had five great secret realms. Even the Heavenly Emperor was merely a cultivator on par with a Sage.

"The Sage is not like the past; residing in the Immortal Platform, transcending the Immortal Platform... what needs to be cultivated is not just one secret realm."

Lin Xian was silent. After exhaling the essence, he turned and returned to Mars to participate in the barbecue banquet.

The Demon-Human Master looked him over and, adhering to the most simple-minded logic, said, "Not strong enough. You didn't eat enough."

"I've already eaten a lot..." Lin Xian said vaguely, his mouth full of meat. He had already tried very hard to eat, having finished five hundred catties of divine meat. One had to know that the several Sages had only eaten five or six thousand catties.

"Too thin."

The old master spoke indifferently. There is a kind of "thinness" where the elder thinks you are thin. Although Lin Xian was handsome and tall, in the eyes of a primitive man, he was still not sturdy enough.

"Supplement it."

The Demon-Human Great Sage shook his head and took action to refine the true blood. With great magic power, he dissolved the killing intent and stripped away the laws, leaving only the divine radiance. The precious blood turned into a red streak, steaming with mist.

Everyone looked sideways. This was alchemy. If the killing intent wasn't dissolved, who would dare drink the blood of a Demon Saint? A single drop would likely take the life of a Great Perfection King.

The Demon-Human Great Sage was very frugal. Whether it was the blood in the flesh or the blood that had spilled onto the ground earlier, it all flowed like rivers into his hands, turning into a lake in his palm!

Containing Mount Sumeru in a mustard seed!

With a loud crash, a large amount of filthy blood fell from the Demon-Human Great Sage's palm like a waterfall, vast and boundless, falling into the Demon Sea Eye like a sea of blood.

In his palm, rays of red light shot up, entwined with auspicious energy. Finally, only six red pills the size of dragon eyes remained, crystal clear and dripping, as bright as red agate.

"Keep these for your breakthrough."

The Demon-Human Great Sage waved his hand and gave half to Lin Xian. Ye Fan looked on greedily, staring longingly, wanting the precious pills too.

"Everyone gets some."

The Demon-Human Great Sage swallowed three red pills, and his aura rose to another level. Faint wisps of Imperial Qi even emerged. His eyes were deep as he looked at the other spatial nodes and smacked his lips: "All ingredients."

Poor Shakyamuni, who had painstakingly captured eighteen demons and suppressed them here, only for it to benefit the Demon-Human Master in the end, offering them to his internal organs.

A Half-Step Quasi-Emperor plus the Dragon Cauldron—even if they encountered a full-strength Quasi-Emperor, they could leave safely, let alone a few demons that had been suppressed for two thousand years.

The Demon-Human Great Sage was fearless. Carrying the big bone club, he led everyone out on an expedition, looking exactly like an ancient tribal leader leading his tribesmen to hunt large wild beasts.

The Taiyin Body, Jiang Tingting, was also very excited, and the Sun Body in her arms even made "woo-woo" sounds. Both descendants of the Human Emperor had gone "wild" following the Demon-Human Master.

For a time, it felt as if they had returned to the Archaic years, with a Human Great Sage leading the descendants of the Human Emperor to hunt the myriad races and open up territory!

Everyone crossed the starry sky and, following the spatial nodes, arrived at a desolate planet. There was no sign of human life, only a broken stele standing there. No one knew how many years it had been since anyone had come here; there were no other traces.

"Demon-Sealing Stele."

The Demon-Human Master possessed strength that could pull up mountains and a spirit that could cover the world. In one breath, he lifted the stone stele out. Immediately, bursts of demonic energy surged up like a volcanic eruption, clouds and smoke filled the air, blocking the sky and sun.

Here, too, was a Yin-Yang hell, sealing two peerless Great Demons. One was in a decent state, while the other was on its last breath.

Seeing outsiders arrive, both Great Demons perked up and begged the Demon-Human Master to save them.

"Fellow Daoist, let me out, and I, the Great Xia Longque, will definitely repay you!"

"Fellow Daoist, save me, and I, the Eight-Headed Serpent, am willing to follow you, loyal until death."

Compared to the former, the latter's attitude was even more humble. It seemed its state was wrong, and it was about to sit and die, so it couldn't care about the dignity of a Great Sage.

The two from Earth looked at each other. The Eight-Headed Serpent, the legendary fierce beast of the East, was actually here.

The Demon-Human Great Sage raised an eyebrow and uncovered the Eight-Headed Serpent's seal. Immediately, a black wind swept out, carrying a scent of decay and evil, extremely foul. The surrounding space was about to be corroded. A giant black snake soared into the sky, possessing eight heads, each the size of a small hill.

"Many thanks, Fellow Daoist, for saving my life. I will repay you another day..."

The Eight-Headed Serpent spoke gloomily. It didn't fulfill its promise; instead, it spat a mouthful of venom at the Demon-Human Great Sage and then turned to flee into the starry sky.

The Great Xia Longque sneered, as if laughing at the Demon-Human Master for not saving him but saving a venomous snake instead.

He understood his old neighbor's mentality. Both were once peerless Great Demons who had roamed the starry seas, proud and arrogant. How could they submit to others? Having been suppressed by Shakyamuni for two thousand years, now that they had gained freedom, it was even more impossible for them to submit.

However, the next second, the Great Xia Longque couldn't laugh anymore.

He saw the Demon-Human Master carrying the snow-white bone club, radiating wild power, and roaring: "Snake soup!!!"

The Great Xia Longque was completely stunned. What kind of savage was this? He started shouting about killing a Great Sage the moment he appeared, wanting to turn him into a dish. Even Shakyamuni hadn't been this arrogant back in the day.

"Senior Great Xia Longque, do you want to become a kebab, or do you want to join our Heavenly Court?"

Lin Xian, with two pieces of bronze on his head, avoided the endless demonic energy, slowly approached the dungeon, and smiled slightly: "While the Demon-Human Master is hunting, this is your only chance to survive."

"Heavenly Court?" The Great Xia Longque was stunned and asked subconsciously: "The Heavenly Court of the Mythological Era?"

"Wrong." Lin Xian's expression was solemn. He bowed toward the east and said loudly: "It is the supreme Demon Court established by the Qing Emperor, who is wise but appears foolish and has plotted for eternity!"

"What? It's the Qing Emperor!" The Great Xia Longque was shocked. The name of the peerless Demon Emperor didn't have much deterrent power for the human race, but for the Demon race, it was deafening.

Especially for this group of seven or eight-thousand-year-old peerless Great Demons in the eighteen layers of hell, the distance from the Qing Emperor's era wasn't far. The Great Xia Longque's master had even gone to pay respects during the Demon Emperor's final years. He had grown up listening to the Demon Emperor's myths and legends, and his respect for the Qing Emperor was heartfelt.

In the eyes of the Great Demons, the Qing Emperor was a supreme god who had broken the curse that no one could attain the Dao after the Desolate Ancient era, ruling over the Nine Heavens, rewriting legends, and shaking the past, present, and future.

This is the filter of a fan!

"Correct. Today, I represent the Qing Emperor and the Heavenly Court to invite you to join." Lin Xian said solemnly: "Are you willing?"

For a moment, the air fell silent. The Great Xia Longque's eyes flickered, his expression solemn, and he asked tentatively: "How can you represent the Qing Emperor?"

In the eyes of many Great Demons, the invincible Qing Emperor couldn't have easily sat and died; he must still be alive. Regarding this speculation, the Great Xia Longque was also half-believing and half-doubting.

And now, the Qing Emperor's Heavenly Court was coming to save him and inviting him, who was trapped in prison, to join the Heavenly Court, giving the Great Xia Longque a dreamlike feeling.

It wasn't that he didn't believe it, but that he didn't dare to believe it. He couldn't even beat Shakyamuni; was he worthy of being invited by the supreme Demon Emperor?

Lin Xian smiled indifferently, pointed to the two bronze pieces on his head, and said calmly: "Have you heard of the supreme treasure of Zhongzhou?"

The Great Xia Longque trembled all over, thought of a legend, and blurted out: "The immortal treasure that gestated the Qing Emperor!"

For any Demon race member, who hadn't heard this legend? The Qing Emperor's life and death were deeply intertwined with the green bronze.

The Great Xia Longque was about to ask more when suddenly, screams echoed in the starry sky. The Demon-Human Master had blasted one of the Eight-Headed Serpent's heads apart with a club, causing it to be severely injured.

"One of my heads!"

"I want you to pay with your life!"

The Eight-Headed Serpent was furious. It had nine lives and was a peerless Divine Venerable, worshipped by the world, called a Venerable and an Ancestor. Back then, it had accidentally lost one life and had a head cut off, which was the greatest humiliation of its life.

Later, it was suppressed by Shakyamuni, who hadn't even cut off its head. A primitive man had actually humiliated it like this.

"Eight snakes, eight bowls of snake soup."

Seeing the Eight-Headed Serpent attacking, the Demon-Human Master was not angry but happy, praising: "These are good ingredients!"

In the Archaic era, the Demon-Human Master had eaten a type of bird called the Shangfu, which had three heads, six eyes, six legs, and three wings. He had eaten it very happily.

He hadn't expected that a million years later, he would still see such delicious, multi-headed prey.

Boom!

The Demon-Human Great Sage brandished his weapon, letting out a hunting roar. The lustrous, snow-white bone weapon possessed immortal divinity, turning into a white light that descended. The sun, moon, and stars in the sky were all shaking.

With one strike, another of the Eight-Headed Serpent's heads shattered.

"Not bowing when seeing the Demon, the true life is already lost!"

Ye Fan waved his flag and shouted, feeling very happy and high-spirited. He finally experienced the thrill of Saint Master Lin's... *cough cough*, slaying demons and eliminating devils.

There was no suspense in the starry sky battlefield. Not to mention the Eight-Headed Serpent that had been sealed for many years, even a Great Sage at full strength couldn't withstand a few strikes from the Demon-Human Master.

Soon, all eight snake heads were cut off. Even with eight lives, they were all beaten to death one by one.

The Demon-Human Great Sage dragged the Eight-Headed Serpent and walked over slowly. Black snake blood flowed into a river, corroding the desolate mountains and land, full of toxicity.

"I thought it could be eaten, but I didn't expect it to be trash..."

The Demon-Human Great Sage discarded the snake meat in disgust, then skillfully dismantled the snake skin to repair his beast-skin clothing, fusing it with the Crocodile Ancestor's beast skin, evolving it just like the bone club.

Watching this scene, the Great Xia Longque was terrified. No matter how unruly he was, at this moment, he couldn't speak. Having been neighbors for many years, he knew the Eight-Headed Serpent's abilities; it was on par with him.

If the Eight-Headed Serpent could be beaten to death with a few clubs like a common grass snake, then he would likely meet the same end.

"No meat to eat..." The Demon-Human Master muttered, poking at the poisonous snake meat, but his gaze turned toward the dungeon, making the Great Xia Longque tremble violently.

"This little brother."

The once-peerless Demon God, the Great Xia Longque, who had been unruly just a moment ago, hurriedly piled a smile on his face. Compared to his previous respect, there was a bit more awe: "May I ask, what position do you hold in the Heavenly Court?"

Lin Xian consumed Qing Emperor blood, cultivated the Qing Emperor Scripture, studied the Qing Emperor Dao, and spent his days with Yan Ruyu. He had long been stained with the aura of the Qing Emperor's lineage; some would even believe him if he said he was the Qing Emperor reincarnated.

He smiled knowingly, holding a green lotus in his hand, evolving an aura similar to the Qing Emperor, and said leisurely: "I am the Qing Emperor's Son!"

The rusted bronze collided, evolving the image of the Qing Emperor's birth, emitting a crisp ringing sound that pierced the soul of the peerless Demon God.

Ye Fan followed the Demon-Human Master, stepped forward, and said gloomily: "Since you see the Imperial Son, why don't you bow?!"

"Not bowing when seeing the Emperor, the true life is already lost, your name is in the Xuanhuang Cauldron!"

A Mother Qi Cauldron of Xuanhuang descended, the Mother Qi of All Things flowing, accompanied by the fragrant, curling aroma of divine soup, in which the Crocodile Ancestor's heart and liver were floating.

Seeing this scene, the Great Xia Longque's expression turned pale. Catching him to make soup wasn't just talk; the Demon-Human Master really ate!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 372 =====