Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 621 Solve the misunderstanding
However, the frequency of foreign invasions has recently increased to the point where we need to seek external assistance.

"Your Majesty, we don't have much time left."

After a heated debate, they set the timeframe at three years, believing that three years should be fine.

It seems they made a fatal mistake.

The Father has only been in this world for three years. If he were given another three years, the consequences would be unimaginable.

While the underworld is actively dealing with natural disasters, the demons in the mortal realm are not idle either.

The news of Venerable Poison Dragon's death had already spread, not to mention the unfortunate Green Robe.

In just one or two years, two of the bigwigs of the Demonic Alliance have already died. How could this not terrify the demons?

Even a monster like Youquan was wondering if the trend of this demon-dispelling growth had gone astray.

At this moment, Blood Demon Deng Yin ran out and said he wanted to get together with some old friends.

They also sent a message asking if we should form another alliance to deal with the resistance of the remnants of the Shu Mountain sect.

That's right, the deaths of Poison Dragon and Green Robe have all been categorized under the category of remnants of the Shu Mountain sect, since they are everyone's common enemy.

He also invited several old friends to Xingxiu Sea to gather once again for this grand event and to work together for the rise of the demonic path.

Unfortunately, there was a response, and quite a few people made a lot of noise about it, but no one actually went.

They're both overlords of the demonic path, who would trust whom?

They couldn't kill Poison Dragon and Green Robe when Shushan was still around, but now that Shushan is dead, you, a traitor of Shushan, have come out to cheer them on. It's really laughable.

It's much more likely that I'll be killed by you than by the two or three little cats left in Shushan.

"Senior brother, that's just how it is in the demonic path..." Deng Yin said awkwardly. He couldn't very well tell his senior brother that he wasn't doing so well even after switching tracks.

These words could not escape Changmei's notice. He sighed, "This junior brother of mine is truly incapable of anything. He hasn't even made a name for himself in the demonic path, all that suffering has been for nothing."

“Junior brother, since the evil demons don’t know what’s good for them, let’s take it slow and bring one person over first.”

Their target was chosen to be the second-rate ferocious demon, Evil Ghost Zi Chou Po. He was actually very powerful, having only been defeated by the Long-Browed Immortal and the Blissful Immortal in his life. Later, he was sealed by the Blissful Immortal on Haixin Reef in Penghu Island for over two hundred years.

They are classified as second-rate because they lack powerful backing and are impulsive and easily manipulated.

Blood Demon Deng Yin nodded. His senior brother was truly a born demon, capable of concocting numerous schemes in an instant. And he exuded a great sense of security.

Flying out of the edge of the Little Starry Sea, blood-red waves surged beneath their feet, yet strangely, not a trace of stench dissipated. Using teleportation techniques, they quickly arrived at the Sea Heart Reef.

Following his senior brother's instructions, upon meeting Qiu Po, they first engaged in combat, with Qiu Po ​​using the Void-Breaking Demonic Fire to directly shatter Qiu Po's three thousand black hairpin threads. Seeing Qiu Po's fearful retreat into the sea's crevice, Qiu Po ​​withdrew his attack.

With an unprecedented air of superiority, he lightly flicked his fingertips, and a wisp of blood peeled from his wrist, outlining the afterimage of the Blissful Old Man in the air—a man in a green robe with white hair, holding a jade pot, from which a faint celestial light flowed.

"Brother Qiu Po, do you recognize this person?"

The vengeful spirit stepped out from the rift, its form both real and illusory, its black robe adorned with infant skulls, each bone hole pulsating with eerie green flames.

"Paradise Old Dog?!"

His voice was like a dull knife scraping bone, his black robes fluttered without wind, and the shrieks of hundreds of vengeful spirits burst forth from the holes in his bones, shaking the sea of ​​blood to a boil!
Deng Yin squinted and chuckled, "Senior brother is brilliant."

"Brother Dao, the remnants of Mount Shu are nothing, but are you interested in the remnants of the Blissful Paradise?"

Two hundred years of humiliation, two hundred years of torment, even a demon city like Shanghai could not endure it.

The evil devil immediately followed Deng Yin to Little Starry Sea to see the remnants of Bliss. If they were real, he would definitely torture them severely. This was a characteristic of second-rate demons—they couldn't control their emotions.

The scenery beyond the Great Wall is exceptionally beautiful, but it cannot extinguish the burning anger in the hearts of those seeking revenge.

"Disciple of Bliss! You...you..."

Upon entering the cave, Qiu Po ​​was utterly astonished. He turned around and asked, "Deng Yin, you found the remains of Changmei?! The dignified leader of Shu Mountain actually ascended to immortality through physical disintegration, that's truly unexpected..." It was unclear who he was speaking to, perhaps himself. After all, this was no laughing matter...

"Brother Qiu, you've let go of those misunderstandings from back then, haven't you?" The long-browed man spoke calmly, as if the past conflict between good and evil was nothing more than a trivial matter. He had let it go, and he hoped his brother could too, otherwise it would require more effort.

Like a bolt from the blue, it struck my heart. Two hundred years of sealing had not forged a steadfast heart, but only a more mad and willful one.

Long eyebrows! Alive!
Qiu Po ​​had never felt such complex emotions before, a mixture of surprise and anger.

I was furious at myself for losing control of my emotions and being drawn here, and even more furious at Deng Yin for deceiving everyone; he's so cunning!
The remaining 92 points are fear.

His mind recalled the powerful and invincible Purple and Green Twin Swords, the endless stream of astonishing magical treasures, and those eyes that seemed to reach the heavens above, cold and indifferent like the very laws of nature.

"A slight misunderstanding?! A slight misunderstanding!"

"Hahahaha~~~~!!!"

"Long-browed! The Shu Mountain sect has been destroyed, and you still consider yourself the leader of the righteous path back then?!"

"Others may fear you, but I, the devil, am not!"

His words were forceful, but the acrobatic feat of instantly retreating was hardly convincing. It seems even the most insane mind can heal.

Choupo spread his wings, intending to travel a thousand miles away for the time being. He knew that Changmei's fake death must be part of a huge conspiracy.

Ah~~~ I was wondering why a giant beast like Green Robe, with its extremely strong life-saving abilities, would die so suddenly and mysteriously, even the Mysterious Female Pearl couldn't help it.

I said that Poison Dragon, as a leader of a sect, had countless demonic followers, all of whom were wiped out.

It was you!

What a clever tactic the leader of the Shu Mountain Sect is to defeat them one by one!

This time, I was chosen.

Fortunately, my flying skills are among the top three in Sichuan. Trying to catch me... Hmph!
The appearance of the long-browed man instantly cleared up Qiu Po's brain, which had been blocked by blood clots, and filled in all the plot details in the blink of an eye.

It's reasonable, well-founded, and so convincing that it's impossible to clear your name if you tell anyone.

Unfortunately, Xiaoxingxiu Sea is inaccessible.

"Junior brother, draw your sword."

Two sword techniques, one clear and the other crimson, flashed and transformed into shadows in an instant. The swordsmanship of Mount Shu was elevated to a new level in the hands of the fellow disciples.

In theory, the protective sword techniques in the Nine Profound Sword Scripture can lead directly to the Immortal Realm as one's cultivation level increases.

The senior brother used the power of the Supreme Purity Immortal to unify the junior brother's Blood Demon power, forming an array in an instant.

The devil had barely taken off when it was riddled with holes and crashed to the ground with a scream.

A moment later, his meridians and energy channels were sealed, and he was suspended in mid-air, with thunder and fire power surging below him, just like a roast duck in a hanging oven.

However, the demon-refining power contained within it was so potent that even Deng Yin was unwilling to approach it, and he stood far away.

"Brother Qiu, is there any way to clear up this misunderstanding?"

The enemy was speechless, with the Haotian Mirror above it and the power of wind and thunder refining demons below it, forming a furnace.

What can I do? I'm just an ordinary demon.

"Sigh, I give up."

Long-browed was relieved; there was still hope for his fellow Daoist.

This gives us another trump card to use against Xu Xuan, so let's move on to the next one.
At this moment, both the underworld and the demonic realm are actively responding to the disaster.

(End of this chapter)