I Have A Disciple Simulator

Chapter 913: Chapter 583: The Fall of the Saint! (4K)_2

She was worried that Lu Changsheng would fall at the hands of the Sky Martial Demon Monarch, but the outcome turned out to be the exact opposite.

“What a pity for the two Ancestral Dragon Blood Pills.”

Lu Changsheng realized that he still lacked offensive means.

He possessed the Ancient Han Family’s Clan’s Treasure “Mountain and Rivers Chart,” capable of dissipating most attacks, his strongest offensive method being the Storm Pear Flower Needles coated with Devouring Heaven Demon Poison.

If it were someone as arrogant as the Carefree Old Man, taking advantage of their unguarded moment, the Storm Pear Flower Needles could still hit them, but against the Sky Martial Demon Monarch, not a single needle found its mark.

It seems that in the future, he would need to accumulate more methods of attack to avoid facing such formidable enemies again.

Having used up the Ancestral Dragon Blood Pills, Lu Changsheng needed to take on disciples again to accumulate more.

“What’s this?”

A Great Confucian, while executing a Demon Chief with his sword, suddenly felt a drop of golden blood land on the tip of his nose.

He looked up.

In the sky, as a Saint’s blood meteor fell, a golden blood rain poured down, and heaven and earth mourned in unison.

“The Saint has actually fallen…”

“Such a being has actually…”

The million Confucian Scholars of Mount Ziyang were all shocked.

The Saint of the Nine Great Confucian Sects, famed for their Longevity and immortality, was killed in this battle between the Demon Realm and the Confucian Sect.

“Master!”

“Uncle Chen!”

The disciples of the Weilong Academy suddenly exclaimed.

The eyes of the disciples of the Weilong Academy were filled with astonishment, sorrow, and fear.

The middle-aged Great Confucian who led the team, one of the Saints of the Weilong Academy, fell on Mount Ziyang.

The Confucian Sect’s experts, Master, Duke Huanglong, Duke Nanhua, Bai Shuming, Yi’an and others, had solemn expressions and a hint of sadness in their eyes.

The fall of a Saint was a tremendous loss for the Confucian Sect.

Amidst the towering demonic clouds, a majestic figure appeared, standing above the clouds, his gaze sharp as lightning, black electricity coiling around him like meandering Black Dragons.

“Could he be… the Imprisoning Demon Venerate!”

A portion of the Great Confucians who recognized the identity of the figure panicked in despair.

“Who is the Imprisoning Demon Venerate? Why is everyone so afraid?”

“Fool, don’t you know about the Demon Realm’s renowned Imprisoning Demon Venerate? The Imprisoning Demon Venerate was once a Great Demon under the Demon Lord, in charge of punishment and prison wardship. It is said that to this day, not a single soul has escaped from the grand prison he supervised. He can even kill Saints; how powerful do you think he is?”

“Hiss…”

The million Great Confucians felt a chill run down their spine.

The Imprisoning Demon Venerate, like a sovereign, looked down upon the crowd beneath him, viewing all living beings as ants.

Alone, he was like a mountain, suppressing the Confucian Sect.

Imprisoning Demon Venerate, Hallucinatory Dark Demon Venerable, Cold Bone Demon Venerable, Daoyu Demon Venerable…

Lu Changsheng silently counted the number of Demon Lords that appeared, no fewer than six or seven.

There were three more Demon Lords fighting in the direction of the Immortal Imperial City against the Immortal Dragon Emperor and the reclusive experts of the Immortal Dynasty. The repercussion of their battles were like thunder, deafening to the ear.

The numerous Demon Lords of the Demon Realm poured out, seemingly with the intent to annihilate the Confucian Sect’s experts, clearing the way for a major invasion into the Immortal Realm in the future.

This Imprisoning Demon Venerate, who struck down the Saint of the Weilong Academy, had world-shaking Demonic Might that did not fall short of the Hallucinatory Dark Demon Venerable.

In Ancient Times, the Demon Lord organized a Demon Army according to his will, with Demon Marshals assisting and various Demon Lords as its backbone, each commanding Demon Generals and Demon Soldiers—a billion god-demons in strict order, greatly enhancing their combat power.

The Demon Lord initially formed the Demon Army to contend with the Ancient Heavenly Court, in alliance against the Demon Race, which was at its zenith at the time. After the war between the Human Race and the Demon Race subsided, the Demon Lord and the Heavenly Emperor parted ways and fought a great war, with the Demon Army severely damaging the Ancient Heavenly Court.

These Demon Lords, who once served the Demon Lord, each had their own responsibilities.

Among them, the Imprisoning Demon Venerable, in charge of punishment, was terrifyingly powerful.

Without immense power, how could one manage punishment and prisons, suppressing the unruly Demon Chiefs and captured powerful beings of the Heavenly Court?

Even the Saint of the Weilong Academy was no match for the Imprisoning Demon Venerable and was slain by him.

The situation was precarious.

Lu Changsheng used every trick at his disposal to kill the Sky Martial Demon Monarch, but no matter what, he was no match for these Demon Lords.

Demon Lords were equivalent to Immortal Realm’s Great Experts, the Confucian Sages. Some powerful Demon Lords could even kill Saints.

The appearance of The Imprisoning Demon Venerate plunged the million Confucian Scholars present into despair.

If this continues, all the high-ranking Confucian Sect experts present will fall.

“Pfft!”

Bai Shuming of the Bailu Academy spat out a mouthful of blood, the scarlet liquid staining his white clothes red, his expression weak and disheartened.

He was seriously injured by the Demon Tower of the Cold Bone Demon Venerable.

Nanhua Duke from South Foot Academy could only barely protect himself.

Yi’an from Menghua Academy, along with several other leaders of the Confucian Sects who were at the Great Accomplished God-King Realm, were trapped within the Great Formation of a female Demon Lord, their fates hanging by a thread.

The Master with the highest cultivation level here was restrained by the Hallucinatory Dark Demon Venerable, unable to free himself to assist others.

Although the Imprisoning Demon Venerate had killed the Saint from Weilong Academy, instilling fear in the Nine Great Confucian Sects, the power of the Hallucinatory Dark Demon Venerable was not weaker than that of the Imprisoning Demon Venerate.

The Master was simply unable to save Sage Chen of Weilong Academy.

“What exactly is your purpose?”

The Master, riding on the overwhelming force of righteous energy, clashed with the Hallucinatory Dark Demon Venerable. Dao runes surrounded them, with laws constantly being destroyed and reformed.

The Master’s gaze was firmly fixed on the Hallucinatory Dark Demon Venerable, trying to discern his intentions.

“Back then, we were exiled to the Demon Realm; now it’s time for revenge. To annihilate your Confucian Sects is just the first step.”

The Hallucinatory Dark Demon Venerable struck out with a palm, causing spacetime to collapse and laws to shatter with his immense Demonic Might.

The Master frowned, swiftly writing with his pen, and in an instant, a letter had formed.

Thousands of layers of golden walls appeared before the Master, blocking the palm strength of the Hallucinatory Dark Demon Venerable.

Layers of law barriers crumbled, with the palm strength completely dissipating before the final three walls.

“So hard to kill…”

The Hallucinatory Dark Demon Venerable found it headache-inducing to confront the Master.

The Master’s strongest ability was to preserve his life; during the two Ancient Wars, the Master encountered many powerful enemies, but not one could kill him.

The Hallucinatory Dark Demon Venerable was merely delaying the Master.

“Reinforcements have arrived.”

The tightly knitted eyebrows of the Master relaxed.

“Heaven’s decree is given, vanquish the hordes of Demons!”

An authoritative voice echoed through the Nine Heavens, a beam of golden light piercing through the layers of Demonic Clouds, breaking the barrier set by several Demon Lords.

“Yang Qing’s Heavenly Eye Divine Ability?”

Lu Changsheng felt the familiar aura and heaved a sigh of relief inwardly.

Since Yang Qing, who guards the Southern Heavenly Gate, has arrived, other powerhouses from the Heavenly Court should have come in numbers as well.

The Immortal Dynasty is directly below the Heavenly Court; thus, help from the Heavenly Court arrived shortly after the Confucian gathering was disrupted.

The Heavenly Court probably knew the situation was tricky, hence they dispatched Yang Qing, a being capable of contending with a Demon Lord.

“These people from the Heavenly Court have indeed come.”

“Has that person come?”

Yet these Demon Lords didn’t show any signs of panic, but instead seemed to have everything under their control.

“No.” Cold Bone Demon Venerable sneered, sending a message to the other Demon Lords, “It seems my judgment was correct. It’s time to leave.”

The Cold Bone Demon Venerable activated the Demon Tower in his hand; the tower emitted boundless Demonic Qi, enveloping all the cultivators from the Demon Realm present.

“No good, they’re escaping!”

Some of the Great Confucians had already understood the intentions of the Cold Bone Demon Venerable, but his Magical Treasure was too formidable, forcibly taking many of the Demon Chiefs with him.

The Bewildering Heart Demon Monarch and other Demon Chiefs disappeared into the Demonic Qi.

“You will come with us.”

The Cold Bone Demon Venerable suddenly appeared in front of the Ninth Prince, the Demon Tower generated a terrible suction force, and shockingly abducted the Ninth Prince inside!

This is bad!

Lu Changsheng was also facing a crisis. Before fleeing, the Daoyu Demon Venerable teleported right in front of Lu Changsheng, almost face to face with him.

“You killed my subordinates, you must repay with your life.”

The Demon Blade in the hands of the Daoyu Demon Venerable slashed out, this strike was incomparable to that of the Sky Martial Demon Monarch’s.

The cultivation level of the Daoyu Demon Venerable was tens to hundreds of times that of the Sky Martial Demon Monarch.

Lu Changsheng had no ability to defend against the attack of the Daoyu Demon Venerable.

At such a close distance, the Mountain and Rivers Chart had already lost its effect.

Hum, the Nameless Ancient Cauldron within Lu Changsheng that had remained silent for a long time suddenly shook violently, emitting a burst of bright cyan light, a force capable of destroying heaven and earth erupted from within Lu Changsheng’s body!

“What… what is this?!” The Daoyu Demon Venerable quickly dodged the cyan light, his back breaking out in a cold sweat, “How did this Magical Treasure fall into your hands?”

Hm?

The Daoyu Demon Venerable knew the origin of this Nameless Ancient Cauldron?

Lu Changsheng acquired the Nameless Ancient Cauldron from the Nine Netherlands, but he had yet to know of its origins.