Chapter 442 - 417: A True Immortal Takes the Field

Supreme Profound Heaven, high above Tang Valley.

A great battle erupted, only to last for a single instant.

In that moment, a colossal dark figure soared up from the Fusang Tree. Tang Valley was plunged into a crucible as fiery walls sealed it off on all sides. A world-ending Attack descended, aimed precisely at the lame old man who stood with his head held high among the Demons.

This was an Attack from a Demon Saint!

As the Attack descended, all the other Demons within the same banquet hall as the old man prostrated themselves—

No, those who prostrated were Great Demons, Great Demons at the Demon King Stage or higher.

As for those below the Demon King Stage, aside from a rare few with exceptional bloodlines, the rest of the Demons spontaneously combusted the instant the Demon Saint’s Attack arrived!

Ordinary members of the Demon Race below the Demon King Stage couldn’t even withstand the aftershocks of the Demon Saint’s Attack. They perished from spontaneous combustion without even facing the blow head-on.

The common Demon Race didn’t even have the right to prostrate themselves!

All this takes time to describe, but in reality, it may not have even lasted one hundred-millionth of an instant.

At the very center of the precise Attack, the old man’s limbs went stiff and his thoughts froze, leaving him with only the single motion of holding his head high.

No, he managed one other action.

His second action was to push the Divinity Transformation girl who had previously been treated as a meal.

With that push, the space of Tang Valley, which had been sealed by the Demon Saint’s immense power, somehow split open a sliver of an opening amidst the overwhelming pressure.

It was clear that the old man wasn’t actually using a Space Technique.

Just like when he had killed Lu Wen earlier, it looked like a Space Taoist Skill, but it wasn’t.

It was a different, strange power of a similar level, yet far more profound and unfathomable.

The Divinity Transformation girl was teleported away out of thin air, not even having time to cry out.

After completing this action, the lame old man clearly had no strength left for anything else.

In the end, a wisp of flame, white-hot to the extreme, bloomed on the old man’s body. His eyes were wide open as he faced the Fusang Tree in the center of Tang Valley and broke into a smile.

BOOM!

The flames exploded, and the old man was vaporized into smoke. The remaining living Demons in the banquet hall scrambled and fled for their lives.

From the Fusang Tree, the Golden Crow Demon Saint’s furious voice boomed out once more, "A karmic incarnation! You cunning Human Race, daring to deceive your way into Supreme Profound Heaven with an incarnation! A dignified True Immortal, personally taking action to kill my scion. Human Race! Are you trying to start a full-scale war?"

This furious roar didn’t just echo over Tang Valley; it was heard throughout all of the Nine Celestial Demon Countries.

Tens of thousands of miles away, the Beichen Sword Immortal naturally heard it too. He was so shocked he almost fell off his Flying Sword.

"Son of a bitch!" the handsome, youthful-looking Sword Immortal swore. "A True Immortal? Which True Immortal?"

After muttering this question, he quickly shook his head so fast it nearly left afterimages.

"No, that’s not right!"

"How could it be a True Immortal? Our True Immortals, the ones from our Great Zhou... every single one has their assigned post. None of them are this impulsive."

"Without *His* permission, which True Immortal would do something like this?"

"A True Immortal, not just a Sword Immortal like me. If I take action, at worst you could say I have a bad temper and my Cultivation is lacking. But a True Immortal taking action... that’s a much bigger problem."

"A great war... it’s not really going to start just like that, is it...? Holy shit!"

Just as the Beichen Sword Immortal was lost in his thoughts, he suddenly looked up and let out another curse.

In the far, far distance, in the direction of the Golden Crow Race’s Tang Valley, a massive Firebird appeared. It had three legs beneath its belly and its wings were wreathed in roaring flames. The entire bird looked like a burning sun as it streaked toward the lands of the Human Race.

Although this sun’s flight speed couldn’t compare to certain races known for their extreme velocity, a kind of searing heat was already radiating from a great distance.

Even from so far away, the entire sky seemed to have grown several degrees warmer.

The Beichen Sword Immortal turned and fled, the gleam of his sword far exceeding its usual limits.

After spitting three mouthfuls of essence blood, the Beichen Sword Immortal plummeted into Demon Suppression Pass.

The commanders guarding the pass only saw a blur, as if a streak of sword light had flown past, but also as if nothing had happened at all.

A general immediately said in a low voice, "The pass’s defensive Array showed no fluctuations. The one who just flew past must be one of our Human Race seniors. I just don’t know... Look!"

Everyone looked up, their mouths agape.

Somehow, a second sun had appeared in the distant sky!

And that sun was approaching Demon Suppression Pass at an incredible speed.

A heatwave washed over them, and the air temperature skyrocketed.

From within Demon Suppression Pass, a soft sigh was heard. A woman in a flowing, palace-style gown stepped into the air and flew out to meet the distant sun.

The woman was seen taking a Jade Hairpin from her topknot and swiping it through the Void.

A moment later, both the sun and the woman vanished from the distant sky.

On the city walls, the stunned soldiers finally found their voices, and a clamor erupted.

"Was that... was that a Great Saint of the Demon Race, the Golden Crow Demon Saint?"

"On our side, the Eldest Princess has taken action."

...

On this day, the news of a Great Saint of the Demon Race suddenly attacking Demon Suppression Pass sent shockwaves through the entire Nine Provinces.

Of course, many sensational events occurred, far more than just this one, but this was undoubtedly the most eye-catching.

People couldn’t help but wonder: would the Demon Race and the Human Race truly descend into a full-scale war?

And who was the one who had infiltrated Tang Valley with an incarnation and killed the Demon Race’s Celestial Pride, Lu Wen, in a single blow?

Was it truly the incarnation of a True Immortal?

Later, the Human Race offered an explanation, stating that the person couldn’t possibly have been the incarnation of a True Immortal, because his true self was none other than Mo Yinghuai, the outcast from Kunshan a thousand years ago!

Since it wasn’t a True Immortal attacking someone of a lower realm, there was still room for negotiation.

Song Ciwan spent ten days in seclusion within her Earth Level Cave Mansion.

During these ten days, she thoroughly collected the Malice from the Demon Corpses she had acquired last time. The largest portion of Malice came from the Void Mantis, weighing a full four catties and nine taels!

Of the other twelve demons, the Cyan Eagle that was burned to death by the Samadhi True Fire had no Malice. The remaining eleven demons provided a total of thirty-two catties of Malice.

For these Great Demons at the Demon King Stage, when traded through the Heaven and Earth Scale, one catty of Malice could be exchanged for one thousand years of Lifespan.

Compared to the value of Gu Peng’s Malice, of course, this was nothing.

After all, Gu Peng was only at the Demon Core Stage, not even the Demon King Stage. In terms of Great Realms, Gu Peng was at the same level as Song Ciwan!

However, this was actually the normal exchange rate for Malice on the Heaven and Earth Scale. The Demon King Stage was considered one Great Realm higher than Song Ciwan, so one catty of Malice could be exchanged for a thousand years of Lifespan.

If they were of the same realm, one catty would normally trade for one hundred years of Lifespan.

Thus, with thirty-two catties of Malice, Song Ciwan increased her Lifespan by a total of thirty-two thousand years.

With these thirty-two thousand years added, Song Ciwan’s Lifespan directly surpassed two aeons!

She had originally thought that some strange phenomenon would occur when she reached the two-aeon mark, and she had even made all sorts of preparations in advance.

But this time, it turned out she had been worrying for nothing!