Don't let Yu Ding take on any more disciples.

Chapter 128 The One Who Taught Me

After pondering for a while, seeing that no one else spoke from the scroll, Yu Ding put the scroll away, closed his eyes, calmed his mind, and prepared to break through to the Celestial Immortal Realm.

but……

When he suddenly thought of something, he quickly opened his eyes, which had been closed, and took out a jade book.

With a flick of his right hand, a spirit brush made of jade and crafted from the hair of a top-grade divine beast appeared.

After pondering for a moment, Yu Ding picked up his spirit brush and drew a small talisman on the booklet.

Fu refers to Fu Yuanxianweng.

Yu Ding pondered. Although the collision between Jin Tong and Long Ji did not defile Immortal Fu Yuan, it did ruin the dishes on the table in front of Fu Yuan.

Anyone would be furious in such a situation, so the Queen Mother of the West punished Jin Tong and Long Ji.

This is to maintain her and Sheng Hui's dignity.

Secondly, it was to take care of Fu Yuanxianweng's feelings.

And he pleaded for the golden boy...

Yu Ding sighed, even though he had offered Fu Yuan a toast from afar, seemingly intending to make amends and bury the hatchet.

But while he's smiling on the surface, who knows what he's really thinking!
The key question is whether Fu Yuanxianweng was a crucial factor in bringing together Longji and Hongjin in the Investiture of the Gods...

"By the way, there's more..."

Immediately afterward, Yu Ding had a thought and took out a monkey hair from his sleeve.

I wonder if the signal will be any good... Yu Ding muttered to himself.

at the same time.

In the vast Jambudvipa (Southern Continent), to the northwest, lies a continuous stretch of treacherous mountains and treacherous waters.

The mountains rise and fall, a foul wind blows, and a sinister aura pervades the air. The jagged rocks and the eerie, resentful atmosphere create a dark cloud that hangs heavy in the sky.

The mountains are teeming with small demons, the ground is a foul-smelling dark red, and human and animal skeletons are scattered everywhere.

Is this the place?

A scholar in white robes appeared at the foot of the mountain, looked up at this perilous land, and his gaze sharpened.
He then strolled forward, quickly attracting the attention of the mountain-guarding demon.

"Huh, a person?"

Someone actually came to us willingly.

A group of lesser demons saw the figure in white and, laughing loudly, swarmed forward to surround him.

The scholar in white asked curiously, "Is this Hidden Thunder Mountain?"

“Yes!” a little demon nodded honestly.

"Oh, so you actually know about our Hidden Thunder Mountain."

But then the wolf demon squad leader next to him pointed at his nose and angrily scolded, "You just answer whatever he asks? Are you all pigs?"

Don't insult our seventh brother, that guy is cunning... The white-clad figure nodded slightly: "Then... that's it."

The little demons being scolded nearby looked timid and cowering.

One of them asked, "Captain, what should we do?"

"Alright!"

The wolf demon squad leader snorted disdainfully.

Amidst the expectant gazes of the lesser demons, the demon glared fiercely at the white-robed figure and sneered, "Knowing you're from Hidden Thunder Mountain, you still dare to come. Speak, what are your intentions..."

Clang!
But then a flash of white light appeared before his eyes, and he felt a chill on his neck.

Immediately afterwards, he felt light and airy, as if he were flying.

It was a wonderful feeling, one I had never experienced before.

Hey, why are these bastards looking at me like that... He saw the terrified looks on the faces of the little demons behind him.

Then he stood there, his body perfectly still...

Huh, why is blood coming out of my neck? Where's my head?

The wolf demon was taken aback, but then he felt an endless white sword light assaulting him.

pat!

A head fell to the ground, eyes wide open, without even a scream, its soul was instantly shredded by the sword energy.

The little demons looked at each other in bewilderment...

Next!

"Ah, we've slain a demon!"

"Run! Someone's killing a demon..."

The little demons were so frightened that they scattered and ran for their lives like birds and beasts.

Their squad leader was highly skilled, but even a great demon who had cultivated for over three hundred years couldn't withstand a single sword strike from his opponent...

The white-robed scholar made a hand seal, and a stream of true fire landed on the wolf demon's corpse and head.

In the blink of an eye, nothing was left, and his gaze fell on the fleeing lesser demons.

"Quickly report to the king that someone is attacking, and their magic is too powerful for us to stop."

The little demons running around shouted loudly in a chaotic manner.

Yuan Hong's gaze turned cold, and with a wave of his hand, the Dinghai Divine Sword unleashed a streak of snow-white sword light that swept outwards.

Wherever the sword light touched, rocks crumbled, trees were snapped in half, and all the little demons were... shredded to pieces by the sword light.

While Yu Ding was attending the Peach Banquet, Yuan Hong was not idle either.

After learning from "Nangong Wuhen" that someone was plotting against him, he quickly identified a suspect.

It should be known that under his rule, Meishan was free of demonic influence, the world was clear and bright, and it was full of spiritual energy, transforming it from a demonic land into a blessed spiritual mountain.

He never fought with the Heavenly Court or the human race; he simply focused on developing and accumulating power, preparing for his own "filial piety" plan.

In this situation, he hasn't offended many people, so when this happens, it's easy to figure out who's behind it.

Who is it? The Demon God Prince!
This title dates back to the ancient era of the Demon Court. In the beginning of time, the demon race indeed had unparalleled glory.

Even after the collapse of the Demon Court, these remnants of the demon race remained representatives of the ancient power of the demon race, and wherever they went, all demons revered them.

But what does this have to do with Yuan Hong?
The demons after the collapse of the Demon Court can be called the new generation of demons, because they neither enjoyed the glory of the Demon Court nor received any real benefits.

Because of his exploits in causing havoc in the Heavenly Palace, he became a representative of the new generation of demons... a demon!
So... what makes them think that a single hair could make Yuan Hong submit?

When Yuan Hong was powerless and suffering, his demon clan and the like were nowhere to be seen.

Oh, now that Yuan Hong has become successful, they want him to work for them?
What good things are you thinking about?

Isn't it normal to provoke retaliation from the other party?

Therefore, during this period, he began to investigate the Demon God Prince through his connections.

Yuan Hong wasn't the type to be taken advantage of and then say that suffering a loss is a blessing.

If other races were to inquire about this matter, it might be quite difficult.

But when Yuan Hong inquired... things went more smoothly than he expected.

Because of him, the representative of the new generation of demons, he now has quite a bit of influence in the demon realm, and this place is a spy planted by the ancient demon court in the Southern Continent.

Before coming here, he had already eliminated three such strongholds, and each one was dealt with cleanly according to his master's instructions.

First, the Samadhi True Fire destroys the corpse and erases all traces; then, the Sword Qi severs the soul and destroys the spirit; finally, the primordial spirit is shredded in a one-stop service.

after all……

"Their escape will inevitably draw out the experts behind them."

Yuan Hong thought to himself, "True immortals are easy prey, and I'm not afraid of celestial immortals, but what if a golden immortal comes along, or even the demon god prince personally takes action?"

Despite the talk of revenge, the remnants of the Demon Court and that Demon God Prince were no joke.

That's enough for him to vent his anger.

If you really provoke him, he can't beat you.

At least for now... we can't beat them!

Thinking of this, Yuan Hong felt very angry. The prince of the demon god was a man of unfathomable strength, with so many powerful demons at the Golden Immortal and Celestial Immortal levels at his disposal.

Why target a harmless little ape demon and use such dirty tricks to scheme against him?

Yuan Hong grew angrier the more he thought about it, quickening his pace to catch up with the little demons who were helping his relatives from different races transcend.

Yuan Hong felt sorry for them.

They're all demons, but they've chosen the wrong master!

He didn't actually want to kill them, but what could he do?
If any one of them survives, he'll be the one who dies later—no, so will his tens of thousands of brothers from Meishan…

laugh!laugh!
Thinking of this, Yuan Hong became even more decisive, his sword energy becoming increasingly sharp as he swung his hand upwards.

Sword drawn, hand swung, sweeping...

Everything they passed through was spotless!

No man's land!

Before his power, these lesser demons were truly as fragile as ants. Without using any special moves, even the simplest swing of his sword could help a large group of his relatives escape.

"Be bold!"

Just as Yuan Hong was wondering whether he had killed 3,008 or 3,009, demonic energy surged from the mountaintop cave, and a powerful aura soared into the sky.

Suddenly, the world was bright. A great sun burst out from the demon cave, illuminating the heavens and the earth, radiating endless waves of scorching heat that swept in all directions, as if to burn the sky and boil the sea.

"You wretched creature, how dare you act so presumptuously! Prepare to die!"

A furious voice echoed from the midday sun.

"Golden Crow?" Upon seeing the sun, Yuan Hong felt an urge to turn around and leave.

There was no other reason than that the ancient demon court had an emperor and a sovereign, both of whom were the legendary three-legged golden crows, and the golden crow clan thus became the royal family.

If there are no surprises, that demon prince should definitely be from the Golden Crow Clan.

Could it be that the Demon God Prince received news of his revenge so quickly and arrived here?
It shouldn’t be!

"A Celestial level..." But soon, Yuan Hong raised an eyebrow and felt relieved.

Apart from Yang Jian, he really hadn't encountered any opponents in the Celestial Realm.

Then it definitely couldn't be that demon god prince.

However, this also reminded him that he should quit after this job... Yuan Hong's eyes flickered as he made up his mind.

Boom!

The sun erupted with crimson heat, the air itself seemed to be ablaze, and endless, surging flames enveloped Yuan Hong.

As the sun blazed overhead, Yuan Hong's mind stirred, and he sheathed his divine sword with a clang, his gaze sharpening as he stared at the sun.

To defeat an opponent cleanly and decisively, it's essential to unleash a powerful move right from the start; that's how he dealt with the first three opponents.

Sword mind clear and bright, poised to strike; between heaven and earth, only…

Facing the endless blazing sun, Yuan Hong soared into the sky, drew his sword, and swung it down.

In the midst of raging flames,

Suddenly, the sound of a sword being drawn rang out.

Immediately afterwards, a blazing sword light appeared, white and dazzling as it slashed at the flames.

"Boom!"

The flames and sword light collided violently. The great sun emanated the true fire of the great sun, but it only withstood the sword light for a moment before it shattered and dissipated, turning into rolling heat waves that vanished into the world.

The world of fire... has collapsed!
"You..." The blazing sun slowly dissipated, revealing a man in golden robes at its center.

His face showed disbelief, one hand on his chest and the other pointing at Yuan Hong, where a hideous wound appeared, from which golden blood flowed.

The wound is glowing!

The Celestial-level flesh and blood regeneration ability is activated.

But, it’s useless.

The domineering sword intent on the wound was invading his body, rendering his recovery ability useless for the time being.

"go!"

Without needing to say anything more, the man in the golden robe turned to flee. Although the sword hadn't killed him, it had severely injured him.

To fight again... would be unwise!

"Not dead?" Yuan Hong looked at the sword in his hand.

This sword can no longer unleash its full power!

then……

He swung his longsword.

A cold light pierced through the void for thousands of miles, striking the golden figure.

Bang!
It fell to the ground, its body glowing, and transformed into a golden bird the size of a small mountain.

Although it had lost its breath, it still radiated an astonishing heat wave like a small sun.

"Two claws...two legs?"

Yuan Hong muttered to himself, "My world is just missing a sun. If I can train it into a great sun, it will be just right."

Once one cultivates to become a true immortal, one can open up one's Purple Palace into a grotto-heaven.

Once one cultivates to become a Celestial Immortal, one must comprehend the laws of heaven and earth, and transform the grotto-heaven into a world...

Legend has it that the emperor and sovereign of the Demon Court were born from the sun star, and the strongest of the Golden Crow Clan can transform into the sun after death.

In the beginning of time, there was a legend of ten suns appearing in the sky, scorching the primordial land and causing countless deaths and injuries.

Speaking of the Golden Crow and the Sun, one must mention the Lunar Jade Rabbit clan, born on the Lunar Star, whose powerful members can transform into the Moon after death...

Thus, the Golden Crow and the Jade Rabbit gradually became synonyms for the sun and the moon.

Although this golden crow is not three-legged, it possesses the bloodline of a three-legged golden crow, so refining it into the sun of his world is not impossible.

After dealing with the golden crow, Yuan Hong calmed down and began cleaning up the battlefield to release the lesser demons.

The ground, originally dark red, was now stained crimson with fresh blood...

"Clean, clean, eradicate, eradicate..."

Yuan Hong had only these two thoughts in his mind.

Boom...

After a long time, with several days of intense sword light, this evil land where demons gathered was destroyed in an instant.

"May I be a good demon in my next life."

Yuan Hong sighed and was about to leave when suddenly, a beam of blazing golden light descended from the sky and enveloped him.

"This is... merit?"

Yuan Hong sensed it for a moment and gave a helpless, bitter smile.

This shows just how much sin this demonic mountain has accumulated. Even the Heavenly Dao considers this an admission of the good deeds it has done.

"Ok?"

It was at this moment that he had a sudden thought and sensed that someone was contacting him through his avatar, Mao.

"Brother Nangong, is my weapon ready?" Yuan Hong asked with delight.

"Uh, well... it might take a while."

Yu Ding switched to Nangong Wuhen's deep voice, while his lips twitched slightly.

Good heavens, I even considered asking the Supreme Lord to help me refine it back in Heaven.

But he got distracted by Longji's matter... and forgot about it.

Although Yun Zhongzi's quality was also good, it seems that the quality of the later ones was higher than that of Taishang Laojun, who created treasures such as the Golden Cudgel, the Vajra Bracelet, and the Nine-Toothed Rake.

"Oh!" Yuan Hong was a little disappointed, but he also knew that the more precious the item, the less he should rush it.

Yu Ding suddenly frowned: "What are you doing over there? You're panting so much?"

"Oh, I... I'm exercising!"

Yuan Hong suddenly had a bright idea and laughed, but he dared not say that he had killed anyone outside.

“Exercise…” Yu Ding’s face darkened.

"What's the matter with you?"

"I want to ask you if you remember offending anyone. Oh right, the person who plotted against you last time was a demon."

“I know, they are the remnants of the Demon Court, and I have already avenged my grudge…” Yuan Hong said easily.

"What...did you do?" Yu Ding's heart trembled.

After a long time,
Upon learning of Yuan Hong's actions, Yu Ding was speechless.

If the Celestial Venerable hadn't intervened, there really wouldn't be any force in the world that would dare to claim they could destroy the Demon Court. Even he had to proceed cautiously. And his disciple had chosen three, no, four strongholds established by the remnants of the Demon Court in the Southern Continent.

Yu Ding was silent for a moment. Was this the reason why Yuan Hong died under Lu Ya's Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife?
"How could you be so reckless? Although the Demon Court has declined now, even a starved camel is bigger than a horse."

"Do you think they're easy to mess with? Have you forgotten what that person taught you?" Yu Ding rebuked.

I'm teaching you to develop your strength stealthily!
Yuan Hong smiled and said, "Brother, don't worry, I've done a clean job. That person taught me how to handle the aftermath."

Destroy the body and destroy the evidence, sever the soul and destroy the spirit, shred the primordial spirit... Yu Ding fell silent for a moment. Did he teach this himself?

When was it taught?
Wait, who's your brother?

……

At this moment, that volcanic cluster.

A streak of light swiftly arrived at the ancient cave, transforming into a demonic figure kneeling before a seated figure in red robes, its expression panicked: "Lord Bifang, something has happened."

"What is it?" Bi Fang asked calmly.

"Our four strongholds in Jambudvipa have been destroyed, and four of our leaders have perished..."

"What? Who did this?"

Bifang opened his eyes, and in an instant, a powerful and intense aura surged forth.

A great calamity was about to unfold; those were their plans, and now they've been thwarted, and four of them at once...

against!

This must be targeting them.

"No, I don't know. There's only lingering sword energy at the scene. It's speculated that... it was the work of a sword immortal..."

(End of this chapter)