Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons

Chapter 262: Chapter 262 Judgment_1

This was supposed to be a happy occasion.

But the problem lay with Zheng Zisheng from the Mysterious Light Cave.

He seemed all smiles on the surface, yet he suddenly made a move to murder Yu Yuelong, relying on his profound strength to seriously injure him with a sneak attack.

And he stole the Cultivation Technique.

Among the Primordial Grandmasters present, only the two of them had cultivated to the Upper Realm.

Zheng Zisheng’s plan was to eliminate the opposition with a ruthless move and then to intimidate everyone else with the reputation of the Mysterious Light Cave.

Unexpectedly, this action incited collective fury.

Facing five adversaries alone, he almost managed to slay Yu Yuelong right there, but at the expense of suffering grave injuries himself.

“If we don’t make a move now,”

one of the Primordial Grandmasters said coldly, “I’m afraid none of us will get even a sip of soup today.”

Stuff that others had already laid their hands on, and promises that had been made, he still resorted to theft and forceful snatching.

If rules were not respected, then let’s abandon them altogether.

“Tch.” Zheng Zisheng mocked with contempt: “Just the few big and small cats in your sect, once I leave this cave dwelling, I’ll just invite some fellow sect members to pay a visit. I’m afraid not one of them will live to tell the tale.”

The Primordial Grandmaster took a deep breath and said indifferently, “Then we’ll just make sure you can’t leave.”

To take someone’s lineage is like killing their parents.

Moreover, now that the Cultivation Technique was in Zheng Zisheng’s hands, whoever obtained it would then own it.

The Mysterious Light Cave?

After leaving the cave dwelling, who would know what had transpired inside?

Give you face, call you a true master; not give you face, you’re just a Primordial Grandmaster, and how powerful can you be?

“Do it! I don’t want the Cultivation Technique anymore, today I just want his life!”

Yu Yuehu let out a roar and charged forward first.

The others didn’t hesitate to follow suit. Since enmities were already forged, it certainly called for a quick battle and resolution.

If the rest from the Mysterious Light Cave arrived, then none of them would live.

“How dare you!”

Zheng Zisheng’s eyelids twitched. Although he appeared calm, panic inevitably surged in his heart.

Yu Yuelong’s desperate counterattack had also given him quite a hard time.

At that moment, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught sight of something, a look of joy flashed in his eyes, and he shouted loudly, “Chen Zhong! Show yourself!”

Before he finished speaking, everyone else’s faces changed dramatically.

They turned around instinctively.

In the distance, a gray-clad old man stood silently, the aura emanating from his body revealing that he was another Upper Realm Primordial.

Chen Zhong let out a sigh: “…”

He had strayed from the group upon entering and had come over only when he heard the commotion.

Intending to turn and leave upon seeing Zheng Zisheng, he hadn’t expected to be spotted.

“Huh.”

Even the raging Yu Yuehu could only take a deep breath at this moment.

A fully powered Upper Realm Primordial Grandmaster was enough to turn the tide of the battle.

“Kill me? None of you will leave here alive today.”

Zheng Zisheng bared his teeth ferociously, no longer needing to maintain his previous composure. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and spoke arrogantly and shrilly, “Attack! Leave no one behind!”

Hearing this, the four Primordial Grandmasters tensed up as if facing a formidable enemy.

Regret? Not really.

It was just bad luck.

All were cultivators who had fought their way through bloody winds and rain; none were unprepared for the possibility of losing their heads.

Moreover, the battle’s outcome was yet undecided.

Yu Yuehu, frowning, advised, “Elder, you are not from the Mysterious Light Cave. Don’t get involved unnecessarily! Once we’ve dealt with him, we will certainly not betray you.”

“You dare!” Zheng Zisheng glared furiously, “You should know, if I were to fall in this cave dwelling, whether you can escape or not is at stake, don’t forget about your colleagues…”

“Huff.”

With a bitter smile and a downward gaze, Chen Zhong finally took steps toward the small pavilion.

Honestly, he couldn’t afford that gamble.

Unlike these solitary cultivators, he still had Jiuzhou to consider.

“Dawdle for what reason? I told you to make your move quickly!”

Zheng Zisheng cursed impatiently again.

“Elder, have you considered this carefully?”

Yu Yuehu hovered mid-air, watching the old man approach step by step, his eyes filling with an increasingly chilling intent, “From the sound of it, are you someone from Great Qian? The once top power, are you now truly willing to be someone else’s lackey?”

The three other Grandmasters also cursed out loud, “The Martial Temple considers the Mysterious Light Cave an ally, but did they ever treat you as a person? Previously at the Eight Directions Food Pavilion, we still gave you face and did not mock you, but now it seems that you have lost all shame, nowhere is the demeanor of a great sect to be seen.”

“How pointless our former reverence for you was!”

The Martial Temple was once a highly revered power.

Coveted by countless cultivators.

At this moment, seeing the old man heedlessly taking orders from the Mysterious Light Cave, utterly devoid of a Grandmaster’s demeanor and completely reduced to a slave.

The group looked on with a feeling akin to hating iron for not becoming steel.

One of the three great powers, how could it fall to such a state.

“Ridiculous.”

Zheng Zisheng watched as these people continued their futile barking, feeling immensely relieved, “Now you know fear, but it’s too late.”

Having said that, he turned to look at Chen Zhong.

The old man took his time walking to the center, his expression unchanged by the words from either side.

Chen Zhong’s head was slightly lowered, his gray hair somewhat disheveled.

His voice lacked strength, “Leave, all of you. You cannot kill him today.”

At his words, the group was momentarily stunned, then looked at each other.

Yu Yuehu glanced at the old man, then at his brother lying on the ground, close to death, and clenched his fists tightly, making a creaking noise.

In the end, he could only helplessly bow with cupped fists, “Thank you, elder, for your mercy. It’s just… sigh!”

“Who allowed you to let them go?”

Zheng Zisheng’s face stiffened as if he could not believe what was happening, then he shouted angrily, “It seems you’ve forgotten your place. I ordered you to kill them, dare you disobey?”

“Damn!” Several Grandmasters couldn’t help but curse out, as the killing intent they had suppressed rose again.@@novelbin@@

Chen Zhong raised his hand to quell the anger of the group and turned to look at Zheng Zisheng, speaking softly, “The alliance we formed was to jointly resist the Thousand Demon Cave; it did not include killing on your whims.”

“I am an inspector of Great Qian, not a knife in the hands of your Mysterious Light Cave.”

“If you are not satisfied, we can go ask Wutong Mountain to settle the dispute.”

Hearing the name of Wutong Mountain, Zheng Zisheng opened his mouth but said nothing further, only glaring resentfully at the other party.

Just then, laughter was heard from afar.

“Settle the dispute?”

“Why look for Wutong Mountain? Better let this king be the judge.”

A huge Tiger Demon, with arms folded behind its head, sauntered over, a golden horn protruding from its forehead, sharp and imposing.

Behind it, two more figures with smiling faces followed.

The demonic power emanating from the three was not inferior to Chen Zhong, and might even be slightly stronger.

“…”

Zheng Zisheng’s pupils contracted.

The sight of one’s foe was bound to stir up deep resentment.

But at this moment, his heart was filled with fear.

How could the Demon King of the Thousand Demon Cave appear here in the cave? They had clearly assigned a fellow sect member to guard the outside.

A trap?!

The few Primordial Grandmasters stood in silence, quickly forming a defensive stance without any communication.

Chen Zhong’s face remained calm as he silently turned to look at Zheng Zisheng, wanting to gauge how much strength the other still possessed.

It was then that his face suddenly showed a trace of shock.

In his perception, another intense burst of demonic power exploded in the sky.

The next moment, a blood-red Demon Cloud descended from above.

A figure broke through the cloud.

Under the surging dark robe, a slender treasure blade, imbued with overwhelming demonic power, cleaved straight down!

Without a word, the figure launched a killer move!

“Another Great Demon?!”

In that instant of panic, everyone’s heart sank.

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