Chapter 581: It Was Worth Coming to the Demon City This Time; I

The Tribulation Transcendence stage great demon discovered that the master-servant mark had disappeared and quickly retreated away from the battlefield to participate in the battle between the Half-Immortals. If they died, they wouldn't even know how they died. Furthermore, even if they defeated Jiang Lianyi, what if the Qilin Immortal appeared to settle the score?

No matter how strong the Supreme Zhu Tian was, he couldn't be stronger than an immortal.

There were also those who were truly loyal to Zhu Tian. If they won, it would be a merit of following the dragon, and the future would be boundless. The elder of the Di Jiang clan naturally was loyal to Zhu Tian. Zhu Tian was the Ancient Ancestor, and for both reason and emotion, he had to take action to help.

And he had also invited a wolf into the house, bringing in the real Heavenly Court Sect. If they settled the score afterwards, he would be the first one who couldn't run away.

Now it was still time to make amends. The ancestor of the Nine Infants clan and the clan leader of the Taowu clan both felt that this was an opportunity. They were the first and second to defect to the Di Jiang clan and were grasshoppers on the same rope.

The three great demons communicated briefly with their spiritual sense, confirmed each other's thoughts, and turned to go to support Zhu. Suddenly, the sky went black, and three huge figures shrouded them. "Three, where are you going?"

The elder of the Di Jiang clan looked up, staring fixedly at the three huge figures, and spat out the origin from between his teeth: "Jiang Mingzi!"

The ancestor of the East Sea Dragon clan, the ancestor of the Demon Domain Dragon clan, and the ancestor of the Phoenix clan went to battle. The elder of the Di Jiang clan turned his head to ask for help from the other seven Tribulation Transcendence stage great demons, but these seven great demons seemed not to have heard, turning a deaf ear, clearly intending to remain neutral. Anyway, no matter which side won, the law would not punish the masses, and they wouldn't settle the score with them. There was no need to wade into this muddy water. And they were forcibly controlled by Zhu Tian, and there was a lot of resentment in their hearts, hoping Jiang Lianyi could win. "Bastard!"

The elder of the Di Jiang clan couldn't see their thoughts and cursed inwardly.

"Roar—"

The ancestor of the Demon Domain Dragon clan took action first, turning into a ten-thousand-foot green dragon, turning clouds into rain, turning rain into water, and killing the elder of the Di Jiang clan. The ancestor of the East Sea Dragon clan aimed at the ancestor of the Nine Infants clan, releasing endless seawater from his storage ring, merging with the seawater, turning into a divine dragon in the sea, terrifying to the extreme. One claw could scratch mountains to pieces. The Nine Infants clan was the end of the snake clan. Dragons and snakes rose together, and the two clans had fought since ancient times.

Jiang Mingzi took out a large flag, the flag surface unfolded, revealing the painting of the Phoenix singing on the Qishan Mountain. This was the Five Virtues Flag left by the Ancient Ancestor and was one of the supreme treasures.

In the past, he was worried that others would covet the supreme treasure, so he hid it and didn't dare to use it. Now that the Ancient Ancestor had returned, if not now, when!

"Damn it!"

The clan leader of the Taowu clan saw Jiang Mingzi moving for real, his scalp tingling.

He was a newly promoted Tribulation Transcendence stage, and Jiang Mingzi was an old-fashioned late Tribulation Transcendence stage, not to mention that he was holding a supreme treasure. The gap was ridiculously large.

Since things had come to this, he could only bite the bullet and fight.

On the Altar of Heaven, Lu Yang and Zhu Yunwu saw that the battle between the two Half-Immortals was on the verge of breaking out, and without thinking, they jumped down from the Altar of Heaven.

"Immortal Falling World-Destroying Dance!" Zhu Tian danced, his steps carrying the meaning of destruction and ruin. The entire Demon City was shaking, truly like the end of the world!

This was vastly different from the power of the dance performed by controlling Zhu Yunwu. The monstrous flood formed a water tornado. Eight water tornadoes were located in the Eight Trigrams positions, blocking the way. Jiang Lianyi stretched out her slender hand and took out a jade flute from her backhand. This was the King Flute hanging on the wall of the fourth layer of the Ancient Realm of Creation, which was enough to see Jiang Lianyi's love for the jade flute.

Her vermilion lips were lightly placed on the blowhole, her fingertips were on the holes, her eyes were closed, her spirit was concentrated, and her long hair was dancing in the light breeze, blowing people into a state of intoxication. The crisp flute sound penetrated the blockade of the eight water tornadoes, as if the whole world had become quiet, without a single sound.

If the eight water tornadoes were the ultimate movement, then the crisp flute sound was the ultimate stillness. Movement and stillness met. Crack! The temperature dropped sharply. The eight water tornadoes began to freeze from the roots, and in an instant, the entire tornado became an ice pillar. The temperature of the Demon Domain dropped to zero, and the onlookers spat out cold air. "Go!"

Jiang Lianyi put down the jade flute, hooked her index finger, and lifted it upward. The eight frozen water tornadoes actually shattered into ice cubes, forming a long dragon, smashing toward Zhu Tian. "Space, freeze!"

Zhu Tian shouted, the space above his head was constantly compressed, forming a space barrier, blocking the ice cube bombardment.

The onlookers saw that the attack range of the two exceeded the Altar of Heaven, and the aftermath swept to them. They quickly retreated to the gate of the Demon City to watch the process of the battle, still holding the image-recording balls steadily in their hands, saying that they must record this process no matter what.

From the beginning of the Founding Ceremony, the image-recording balls were activated, which could be said to have recorded the whole process of the ceremony.

Looking at the thrilling battle process above the Demon City, Qiu Jin'an's eyes twitched: "I originally heard that the ancient Di Jiang was building a nation, so I came to watch the fun. How did it turn into the ancient Heavenly Court making a scene in the Demon City in the blink of an eye, and then it turned into a battle between two Half-Immortals and a duel between six Tribulation Transcendence stage great demons?"

The change was so fast that he couldn't react. He remembered the incident at the Qingzhou Ceremony told by Bai Ming, as well as the Battle of Hanshui City. These two events had a common characteristic.

Qiu Jin'an turned his body and secretly asked the Great Elder: "Where is Lu Yang of your sect?"

The common characteristic of these two events was that Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou were both there.

How could the Great Elder reveal Lu Yang's whereabouts? He didn't change his expression: "He had something to do and didn't come."

Qiu Jin'an nodded. It seemed Meng Jingzhou had a disaster-attracting constitution. Others were also sighing. They had never thought in their lives that they would be able to see a battle between Half-Immortals. It was worth coming to the Demon City this time. If the Demon Nation built a nation next time, they would come again.

"This is one of the ways to use the prototype of the 'Survival of the Fittest' Dao Fruit." The Immortal Fairy introduced to Lu Yang. Laymen watch the fun, experts watch the doorway. Only she could understand the process of the two fighting. "The prototype of the 'Survival of the Fittest' Dao Fruit is not just about controlling people; spiritual power, spells, and objects are all within the scope of control. Lianyi controlling Zhu Tian's tornado, and Zhu Tian controlling space, are all examples."

Lu Yang's expression was strange, and he remembered a certain fallen ancient power: "How does it sound like 'what is said becomes law'?"

"There is still a difference. The prototype of the 'Survival of the Fittest' Dao Fruit can only control those weaker than oneself. 'What is said becomes law' can even control the strong. If it weren't for that, it would be a pity. Originally, the other party had a good chance of becoming an immortal, such as the 'what is said becomes law' Dao Fruit, which didn't conflict with the Qilin Immortal's Dao Fruit."

"It's a pity, it just couldn't control the mouth."

The Immortal Fairy shook her head regretfully, mourning her former opponent. Clan Leader Jin felt very sorry. Such a wonderful fight, the Little Ancestor didn't come to visit, and he could only listen to his own oral account. Wait, oral account?

Clan Leader Jin's face turned white, as if the Little Ancestor had instructed him to record it with an image-recording ball.

He came in a hurry, and as soon as he looked, he heard the Great Elder exposing his dark history, forgetting this matter. He quickly remedied the situation and asked the clan leader of the Baxia clan: "Good stuff, can you copy a copy of this image-recording ball for me?"

The clan leader of the Baxia clan looked at Clan Leader Jin up and down: "Do you have money?"

Clan Leader Jin gritted his teeth, feeling a little distressed. The copied image-recording ball definitely wouldn't be cheap. "Forget it, I'll just tell the Little Ancestor orally and let her make do with listening."

While the two were talking, they only heard a loud bang, and Zhu Tian fell off the Altar of Heaven, smashing a big pit. Clan Leader Jin looked at the fallen Zhu Tian: "Buy it!"

"The price has gone up."