Chapter 14: Electric Mother Celestial Lord Fang Qingxue!

It was night.

Starlight reflected on the gently rippling sea surface, like a huge mirror, outlining a tranquil and profound starry sky scene, splendidly beautiful.

Chen Zheng's complexion was grim.

Very grim.

It is rumored that a warrior who cultivates to the Rou Shen Di Shi Chong realm can possess a photographic memory.

And on the eve of entering the Shen Tong Mi Jing, one can reach the point where they can forget a thing simply by wishing to forget it, and remember a thing vividly simply by wishing to remember it.

Although Chen Zheng was still far from that realm, his memory gradually improved as his cultivation advanced.

In the Immortal Book, many memories of past lives that had become vague or forgotten were carefully recalled by him.

He finally understood what kind of place the Forty‑Nine Islands were.

This place is most likely Fang Qingxue's Thunder Emperor Cave!

Fang Qingxue is the reincarnation of the Electric Mother Celestial Lord Yuanling of the Celestial Realm, and this life she has entered the Feather Ascension Sect, one of the Ten Paths of Immortal Dao, as a true disciple.

Headmaster Feng Baiyu of the Feather Ascension Sect, sensing a great calamity approaching the heavens and earth—perhaps beginning in the Great Northern Ocean—secretly ordered Fang Qingxue to come to the Great Northern Ocean to establish a foothold, investigate the calamity's clues, and also monitor the movements of countless Free Cultivators at sea.

Thus, Fang Qingxue, obeying the order, arrived in the southern sea region of the Great Northern Ocean, and by chance obtained the ancient Thunder Emperor's decree, then on the Forty‑Nine Islands unexpectedly encountered a terrifying demon lord descending from beyond the realm.

After Fang Qingxue and others jointly sealed the demon lord, to conveniently suppress it and follow Feng Baiyu's command, they directly established a faction on the Forty‑Nine Islands, naming it the Thunder Emperor Cave.

This is the exact origin of the Thunder Emperor Cave.

But.

At this moment Fang Qingxue had clearly not yet arrived at the Forty‑Nine Islands, so the Thunder Emperor Cave could not yet be spoken of.

Here it was still merely a cluster of barren islands, the precursor to the Thunder Emperor Cave.

It was also a demon den!

Chen Zheng clearly remembered that the demon lord they suppressed on the Forty‑Nine Islands was called the Water Gu Great Demon King, an extradimensional Heavenly Demon possessing a terrifying cultivation of the Seventh-level Divine Power Golden Core realm.

Under its command were endless armies of Heavenly Demons.

Just now, while Chen Zheng was at the mouth of the mountain‑top cave, he smelled a trace of demonic aura.

Does this indicate that the Water Gu Great Demon King has already led a massive army from the extradimensional starry sky to descend upon the Forty‑Nine Islands?

Or is it a prelude to the descent?

Once it descends, the demon's cruelty and devouring will cause rampant slaughter, leaving the land barren.

"Damn Ju Ju Bao Lou Lou!"

Thinking of this, Chen Zheng couldn't help but blurt out a classic line.

He didn't believe Ju Ju Bao Lou Lou was unaware of a demon lord on the Forty‑Nine Islands.

Since they knew, letting a large group of demon‑hunters come to the Forty‑Nine Islands to hunt beasts was tantamount to sending them to their deaths.

Their hearts are condemnable.

But then again, Ju Ju Bao Lou Lou could not possibly know that much.

If Ju Ju Bao Lou Lou knew the Forty‑Nine Islands concealed countless Heavenly Demons, let alone a Great Demon King about to descend from the extradimensional starry sky, it certainly would not dare to organize demon‑hunters here.

Even the owner of the Shen Tong Mi Jing at Ju Ju Bao Lou Lou would have been terrified to the point of losing control.

The Ju Ju Bao Lou Lou owner's cultivation is at most the first or second level of Divine Power; if they faced a Seventh-level Divine Power Great Demon King, even a single glance would be unbearable, turning them to ash.

Most likely, Ju Ju Bao Lou Lou wanted to seize the Forty‑Nine Islands, but upon discovering something amiss and lacking confidence to deal with it, they organized a batch of demon‑hunters to act as pawns, probing the island's reality for themselves.

It should be just so.

Chen Zheng speculated in his heart.

At the same time, his footsteps never ceased, rushing quickly toward the shore where Ju Ju Bao Lou Lou had docked the ship.

He must board a ship and leave the Forty‑Nine Islands as soon as possible.

This place is too dangerous.

Soon he returned to the ship.

At this moment the ship was brightly lit; many demon‑hunters gathered in groups of three to five, whispering, some sleeping on the deck, others drinking and eating meat to replenish the day's depletion from demon hunting.

No one laughed loudly; the ship's atmosphere was somewhat oppressive.

When Chen Zheng boarded, many demon‑hunters looked at him with startled, suspicious eyes, some as if facing a great enemy, clearly already aware of his slaying of over ten members of the Hu Han Bang on the island.

Chen Zheng ignored the crowd, disregarding the greeting from the Li Qiu siblings, and headed straight for the central cabin. "The cabin is a restricted area; idle persons may not enter!"

"Wang Guanshi is resting inside; stop immediately!"

When Chen Zheng reached the cabin entrance, two armored guards stationed at the door blocked his way, their gazes hostile.

Bang! Bang!

Without a word, Chen Zheng punched and sent the two flying.

Their bodies slammed the cabin's two large doors open, and they fell to the ground with heads bleeding.

"What rogue?"

The moment the cabin doors were forced open, several guards inside were startled and shouted angrily as they rushed out.

Bang! Bang! Bang…

Unfortunately, those guards hadn't yet seen what Chen Zheng looked like when the incoming punches knocked them flying back, landing on the ground wailing in pain.

"What's going on, can anyone even sleep anymore?"

This novel you...

"Which blind thing is ruining my good deeds..."

From a room deep inside the cabin came Wang Guanshi's angry voice and a woman's curse.

Immediately the door opened, and Wang Guanshi, shirtless, along with a disheveled middle‑aged woman, stepped out.

Both wore expressions of intense anger.

Wang Guanshi glanced at the several guards lying on the ground, then looked at the culprit Chen Zheng standing at the doorway, his face growing even darker, and shouted, "Do you intend to rebel?"

Chen Zheng gave Wang Guanshi a quick glance and said indifferently, "Set sail."

"Set sail what kind of ship?" Wang Guanshi was startled, not understanding what Chen Zheng meant.

Then his eyes narrowed again as he stared up and down at Chen Zheng, "Your name is Chen Zheng, and an hour ago on the island you brutally killed more than ten members of the Hu Han Gang, is that true or not?"

The middle‑aged beautiful woman beside them, who was sorting clothes, froze at the name Chen Zheng, looked up at him and demanded, "Why hasn't my nephew Hu Hanming returned? Did you also kill him?"

Hu Hanming?

Hu Laoda?

Chen Zheng frowned, patiently replied, "I've never met Hu Laoda; he was probably killed by a demon on the mountain."

"Nonsense, what demon could be on the island? Even if there were, it would be you, the demon who killed my nephew…"

The middle‑aged woman, whether because Chen Zheng interrupted her or truly believed he killed her nephew, became extremely angry, her voice sharp and grating like fingernails on glass.

Yet before she could finish, Chen Zheng let out a sigh and interrupted, "Why do you have so much useless talk?"

He only wanted Wang Guanshi to set sail and leave the Forty‑Nine Islands, which would save their lives, but the two kept chattering and entangling with him.

It was simply unbearably annoying.

What if a demon were to appear on the island right now, what then?

A demon wouldn't be so easy to talk to.

Lives are at stake!

He had no time to argue with the two.

He moved, lunging forward in a swift charge, his form like rolling thunder tearing the sky, reaching the extreme of speed.

Unstoppable momentum!

Boom—boom—boom!

The air itself was torn apart by his flesh colliding, emitting a series of harsh, booming cracks.

Nether King True Body, Form Three: Storm Rush!

This is the only movement technique of the Nether King True Body, and when executed it bursts like sudden lightning, swift beyond compare, exuding an irretrievable momentum.

"Ah!"

"Watch out!"

The middle‑aged woman's scream and Wang Guanshi's roar erupted almost simultaneously.

In the next instant, Chen Zheng's five fingers were nailed onto the woman's crown like steel spikes.

(End of chapter)