Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons

The mist dispersed.

Bai Hong, the White Swan Demon Emperor, strutted its hooves, having already caught a glimpse of the lion's temper from the mouths of other demons.

However, hearing is not as good as seeing.

When it truly witnessed the scene, it was still somewhat surprised.

A moment later, the White Swan Demon Emperor smiled again, "Good."

As it happened, it wanted to curb the other's sharpness, and since the lion was so eager, it didn't mind satisfying him.

Arrogance and complacency had no place within Thousand Demon Cave.

"If we're to fight, then let's fight properly!"

Bai Hong let out a long whinny, and immediately a group of demons hastened over, then scattered in all directions!

Soon, another pair of eyes appeared in the sky.

Then a second pair, a third pair...

These eyes seemed to awaken from slumber, still a bit blurry, but quickly turned curious.

A full five mysterious beings began to take an interest in this place.

"Since we're selecting a new Great Demon Emperor, it's also a good time for the others to see who is more suitable."

"But remember, the blade knows no master, and life and death are fated."

"You all should consider this carefully."

The words of the White Swan Demon Emperor slowly swept through the area.

Aside from the Five Great Demon Emperors, many lesser demons were also cautiously gathering here.

Their gaze fell upon the two figures in the middle.

"Huh."

The Golden-Winged Demon Emperor gently touched her forehead, knowing the lion's temperament well, that if there had been a chance for reconciliation before, the moment this momentum unfolded, there was no way the other would back down.

Having spoken, the White Swan Demon Emperor then stood in silence.

What it wanted was to break the lion's stiff backbone in front of all the demons.

If it managed this well,

perhaps in the future, it wouldn't need to dispose of the lion, but could truly use him as a reliable sharp blade.

With reverence comes the understanding of hierarchy.

Thinking this, the White Swan Demon Emperor cast its gaze downward.

The robust eight-armed man felt its gaze and his face instantly darkened.

He didn't understand where the lion got its arrogance from.

But he would crush the lion's bones inch by inch in the presence of the Ten Great Demon Emperors, no doubt about it.

After waiting so many years, he had finally seen an opportunity arise.

Whoever competes, dies!

"Come!"

The powerful man suddenly stretched his eight muscular arms and let out a fierce roar.

Though human in shape, his stature was in no way inferior to that of the eight-zhang-tall male lion.

Together with his ferocious-looking arms, he even seemed stronger than the lion.

And as his roar had yet to fade,

the impressive figure in front of him had already vanished from its spot, its speed so fast that even the golden eyes dragged streaks of light in the air, like the tail of a flame.

Boom!

Shen Yi violently crashed into the Thousand-Foot Demon Emperor, his sharp claws deeply embedded in his opponent's muscles.

Lifting him wholly, he slammed him down onto a high mountain.

The collision at their first face-off caused the earth to shake and the mountains to tremble, making the crowd of demons shiver.

But whether it was Bai Hong, the Golden-Winged Demon Emperor, or the five pairs of eyes in the sky, there was barely any change in their demeanor.

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For a Great Demon Emperor, such strength wouldn't even qualify as an appetizer.

"Is it because he's injured, weakened?"

The full-figured woman furrowed her brows, considering the lion's recent force, it was at best equivalent to the early stages of a Transcendent Spirit Late Stage.

Not to mention contending with the Thousand-Foot Demon Emperor, even the rumored feat of slaying Zhang Xuanyan seemed impossible.

Way too reckless! He should've healed his injuries first.

The Eighth Cave located there wasn't going anywhere, so what's the rush!

"Huff."

The Thousand-Foot Demon Emperor plummeted towards the base of the mountain.

He didn't struggle but maintained the falling motion, his face not only lacking surprise but also gaining a hint of pleasure.

It was as if he was savoring the delight before the slaughter.

To think you dare to make such noise with this level of power, as if it were all for real.

His eyes opened, fixating on the figure swooping toward him mid-air.

A ferocious grin erupted from the corner of his lips, as eight arms extended simultaneously, abruptly seizing the other's spine!

Under immense force, nearly every muscle in the lion's body burst.

There was no need for divine skills; he chose the most brutal method to display his overwhelming power before the other emperors.

"Feels good, doesn't it?"

The Thousand-Foot Demon Emperor finally let out a wild mockery, the eight arms as firm as cast iron, seemingly ready to squish the lion into a boneless and limp carcass any second.

"Say it!"

As the clangorous noise rang in his ears, Shen Yi's eyes remained calm.

Taking action in front of so many Great Demon Emperors, he was indeed at a disadvantage. Almost none of his methods, whether Daoist arts or sword techniques, as well as the many formations in his mind, could be used.

He slightly adjusted his breathing, followed by his palm striking like a hammer, abruptly slamming into the Thousand-Foot Demon Emperor's jaw!

Bang—

The vigorous force surged out along his palm.

Flipping the Thousand-Foot Demon Emperor's head over.

In an unnoticed moment, a Departing Flame Seal had already been invisibly branded on the inside of his palm.

"Puh!"

The burly man spat out a mouthful of blood plasma, a trace of confusion flashing in his eyes.

He clearly felt he could crush the lion's body the next second, yet this sensation had lasted for nearly five breaths without any progress, as though this was the limit, unbreakable no matter what.

Even stranger was how the lion seemed immune to pain?

Under such circumstances, it could still exert force as if nothing was wrong.

However, this confusion lasted only a moment.

A searing pain suddenly emerged from an unfathomable deep within.

The Thousand-Foot Demon Emperor let out a long shriek, involuntarily revealing its hundred-zhang-long true form, countless legs clinging to the mountain wall, tearing off large chunks of stone skin.

Rustling—

Barely managing to halt its momentum, it did not launch a counterattack but vigorously swung its head as if a wild dragon thrashing, causing rocks to scatter all around.

"Hm?"

The White Swan Demon Emperor finally paused.

The Thousand-Foot's reaction was like something was gnawing at it on top of its head, but no matter how closely it looked, there was nothing to be found.

Yet the battle raged on; there was little time to contemplate.

The Golden Eyes Lion Emperor stepped forward indifferently, delivering a fierce kick that sent the Thousand-Foot Demon Emperor tumbling away, watching as it continued to fall down the mountain.

His figure burst forth in pursuit.

Another palm strike hammered down on the Thousand-Foot Demon Emperor's head.

The following blows cascaded like a sudden ferocious storm,

With each torture, the Thousand-Foot Demon Emperor let out a scream, its body frantically rolling over as if experiencing extreme agony.

Five fire-brand imprints were fully stamped into its Divine Soul.

Yet Shen Yi showed no sign of stopping.

After practicing the Soul Refinement in the Secluded Abyss technique, his Divine Soul was far from comparable to what it once was.

Lifting his palm again, an additional fire-brand imprint astonishingly appeared in the center of his palm.

Boom!

The Thousand-Foot Demon Emperor finally lost its strength, unable to grip the mountain wall, and tumbled down the mountain.

With a crisp swooshing buzz,

a jet-black gleam fell into Shen Yi's palm, transforming into a fearsome spear longer than his own body.

Amidst it, lightning flickered, and a ghostly light spilled through his fingers, as if tearing through the night sky. He dived down one last time, spear tip leading, his whole figure becoming a Youwei long dragon.

Szzzt!

Under the enhancement of the power of nine demons, the Youwei Spear split the head of the Thousand-Foot Demon Emperor into two.

It cleaved right down the middle!

Dark green Monster Blood sprayed out, as if blooming in the air.

By the time it crashed to the ground with a thunderous sound, it had become two separate half Thousand-Foot Demon Emperors.

The mountain crumbled, and rocks flew everywhere.

The Golden Eyes Lion Emperor, holding his long spear in one hand, had an indifferent expression as he walked out from the sky-high curtain of blood, leaving behind a trail of bloody footprints with every step.

He put the Demon Core into his mouth and began to chew it carefully.

"Ah!!"

The lesser demons standing at the base of the mountain scattered backwards, as if lamenting not having been born with more legs.

They were clearly demons from the Thousand Demon Cave as well.

However, the imposing figure in their eyes appeared so ferociously terrifying.

It was as if he were the true Great Demon.

"No..."

The Golden-Winged Demon Emperor held his breath, never expecting it to end so quickly.

The entire process was bizarre to the extreme.

The madness of the Thousand-Foot Demon Emperor seemed inexplicable, as if it had been poisoned... Could it be that the lion had some knowledge of pharmacology and used Precious Medicines from the Spirit Plant Garden to concoct some deadly poison?

The five pairs of eyes in the sky looked at each other in astonishment, even feeling as if Bai Hong was mocking them.

This was not a match of equal strength at all.

It was clearly a one-sided slaughter... What was there to enjoy about this?

"Heh."

Bai Hong, from upon the clouds, stared fixedly at the figure below.

His black pupils once again deepened.

He said coldly, "What demon art did you just use?"

He hadn't planned to ask in detail because in his eyes, the lion was already as good as a dead corpse, the only question was when it would die.

For a suspect such as this, Bai Hong was always ruthless.

But now, he must have a clear answer.

"..."

Hearing this question, Shen Yi finally stopped his stride.

He looked up towards the sky.

He noticed that the black pupils of the white horse were flickering subtly.

After a long silence.

"Tsk."

Murder intent clearly visible in his eyes, Shen Yi suddenly let out a scoff, "Do you think you have the right to question this emperor?"

"..."

All the Great Demon Emperors, including the Golden-Winged Demon Emperor, fell silent.

Following that,

the lion casually raised his long spear, insolently pointing it towards the sky, "Have you forgotten who I am now?"

As if everyone wasn't already a Great Demon Emperor.

At these words, Bai Hong's expression was finally covered entirely with coldness, and he said succinctly, "I ask, you answer, or die."

Such unemotional words displayed the terrifying murderous intent of this third Cave Demon Emperor.

The Golden-Winged Demon Emperor's expression shifted slightly.

He was about to speak to mediate.

But he saw that the lion, still casual and heedless of danger, flicked the Youwei Spear, pointing it directly at the white horse's throat.

"You've wanted to kill me for a while now, do you think I'm a fool? Why would I tell you how I save my own skin?"

Shen Yi sneered contemptuously, "He's dead, and you can't suppress your killing intent. Since that's the case, why bother with any competition, just let you decide everything about the Ten Great Demon Emperors."

After saying this, he beckoned to Bai Hong with a crooked finger, "Come on, kill me."

Upon this declaration, the five pairs of eyes in the heavens suddenly revealed a strange light, their voices falling silent.

The voluptuous woman, flapping her wings, looked towards Bai Hong with a complex expression.

"..."

Bai Hong's black eyes blinked, his lips quivering.

Until the darkness within those eyes turned into the most intense killing intent.

"Certainly, you are one of the Ten Great Demon Emperors."

"I truly have no right to question you."

"Not only will I not kill you, but I will also announce to the world that you are the new emperor of my Thousand Demon Cave."

"Is that satisfactory?"

Hearing this sudden response,

the smile on Shen Yi's face grew wider, "You'd better say it louder, let more from Wutong Mountain come, I'm feeling a bit hungry. It's also a good time for the Thousand Demon Cave to see whether I qualify to garrison this Eighth Cave."

"Or perhaps the Third Cave?"

He glanced at Bai Hong sideways, his golden eyes sharp, and the smile fading as he walked away into the distance.

His figure becoming increasingly solitary.

Bai Hong watched the other's retreating back in silence.

"Did you really want to kill it? I mean before today," the Golden-Winged Demon Emperor asked with suspicion.

"Yes," with Bai Hong's pride, how could he possibly lie about such a thing.

"What's the evidence?" The Golden-Winged Demon Emperor's eyes widened.

"No evidence, Xuan Ming died but not it, I don't believe it, of course, maybe because I also don't like its temper," Bai Hong glanced sideways.

"But..."

The Golden-Winged Demon Emperor instinctively retorted, that day it clearly distinguished the truth from the lies.

But he didn't finish the sentence.

An inherent distrust within didn't really require any reason... in other words, where there is a will to punish, there is always an excuse.

She spat out disdainfully, "Aren't you afraid of scattering the hearts of our kind?"

A demon capable of distinguishing truth from lies is naturally resisted by other demon emperors, after all, who doesn't have their own little schemes.

Now it was further mingled with its own rampant prejudice.

During the conversation between the two,

The five pairs of cautious eyes in the sky quietly subdued their emotions, and one by one silently dispersed...