Chapter 433 - 177: The Feast Begins, 3 Demons Gather, Where Are They!?

’Teach us the Summoning Technique?’

The four, including the Confucian Daoist Venerable, exchanged glances, a pleasant surprise evident in their eyes.

What have cultivators prized most throughout the ages?

Techniques!

Whether in ancient times or the present, for Loose Cultivators and sect members alike, the techniques of a lineage are the most precious thing of all.

They would never be taught to an outsider.

In fact, if one were accidentally leaked, the perpetrators would be ruthlessly silenced.

For countless years, the history of cultivation has been riddled with slaughter over stolen Cultivation Techniques.

And this Summoning Technique was the legendary legacy of the Netherworld Venerable Master!

For the four Loose Cultivators, how could it be anything but priceless?

Even the Confucian Daoist Venerable couldn’t help but feel his heart pound with temptation.

The others, of course, were no different—not even Chen Qin’Yin, who had been grinding her teeth with rage.

She, too, managed to suppress her anger.

She wanted the Netherworld Venerable Master’s legacy, too, of course.

"All of you, focus your minds and listen closely."

Huaisheng Daoist’s gaze was profound. Without pausing, he began to slowly recite the key principles of the Summoning Technique.

"Revere the gods, and the sovereign shall be secure; commit evil, and you cannot be saved..."

"Wait!"

But Huaisheng Daoist had barely recited a single line before Chen Qin’Yin suddenly spoke, cutting him off.

Huaisheng Daoist shot Chen Qin’Yin a slightly surprised look.

"You’re sufficient to perform the God Summoning Technique on your own. Why do you need to teach this Secret Technique of your sect to us?"

Chen Qin’Yin was on high alert.

And for good reason!

She had been screwed over far too badly this time!

It would be a miracle if she hadn’t learned to be more careful!

"Daoist, could you please explain?"

the White Lotus Daoist asked in a raspy voice.

"If I don’t teach you the God Summoning Technique, I might be able to leave, but all of you would be trapped here."

"After the Eastern Continent, there are still three other continents, and I will need you to accompany me to them."

Huaisheng Daoist stated frankly,

"I swear I have no intention of leading you into a trap."

Hearing this, the others nodded, though they remained skeptical.

’Even if that Elder Su plans to get rid of us after we’ve served our purpose, he’d have to wait until the job is done, right?’

The group fell silent. Huaisheng Daoist once again began to slowly recite the key principles.

’Of course I won’t harm you.’

’I’m doing this for your own good...’

...

Sunsets followed sunrises. In the blink of an eye, a month had passed.

「On this day.」

In the moments before dawn, a full moon hung high in the sky amidst a sea of twinkling stars.

Starlight rained down, illuminating the world below.

It also illuminated a sprawling mountain range shrouded in thick layers of miasma and Demon Qi.

Mo Long Cave was immense, spanning hundreds of thousands of miles. It lay in the Land of the East Pole like the very edge of the continent.

Countless Great Demons and Little Demons had returned to their respective lairs.

Centered around the City of Ten Thousand Beasts, half of the several-hundred-thousand-mile mountain range had long since been hollowed out, its interior a dense and intricate network of crisscrossing tunnels.

Thousands of years ago, when the Human Race was at the height of its power, countless Demon Ghosts had fled into these mountains to escape them, hollowing out the earth and peaks to create a refuge.

Though that threat was long gone, the caves remained.

After all, not every demon enjoyed living in a city. Most preferred caves.

Just then, a torrent of countless bats poured out from the innumerable caves, surging toward the starry sky like a great flood.

WHOOSH!

After soaring high into the air, the black cloud of bats suddenly converged.

It transformed into a middle-aged man in black robes, his long hair draped over his shoulders. His face was sinister, and he radiated a bone-chilling aura.

"Haha!"

The moment the middle-aged man appeared, a loud laugh suddenly echoed from high above.

The laugh was immense, like a thousand bolts of lightning crashing down at once.

In the blink of an eye, it shattered the silence of the mountains. Innumerable Demon Ghosts were startled awake, rushing from their caves in terror.

All of them looked up.

They saw a black shadow sweeping in from the far distance, so vast it blotted out the sky. Wherever it passed, it eclipsed the starlight.

"The Cangying King!"

The sky-blotting shadow was an endless flock of birds, the most numerous of which were, of course, cangying eagles.

The newcomer was the Cangying King of Blood King Mountain.

Legend had it that he was once an ordinary cangying eagle. By a stroke of fortune, his intelligence was awakened. It was suspected that he had received some great opportunity that purified his bloodline, after which his power grew by leaps and bounds.

Over a thousand years ago, during the great war between the Eastern Continent Demon Race and the Human Race, this demon had distinguished himself and earned the title of Demon King.

He was practically the king of all avian life; all birds trembled in the presence of his aura.

It was precisely because this great bat demon had sensed his aura that it had emerged from its cave.

"Where is Brother Qi?"

Atop the sky-filling flock of eagles, surrounded by a retinue of Great Demons, the Cangying King’s voice rang out.

His voice was like an arrow, piercing the hearts of the many Demon Ghosts below.

"Brother Cang, you’ve arrived quite early!"

A light chuckle echoed from within the City of Ten Thousand Beasts.

Qi Molong stepped into the sky and gazed into the distance. A sudden thought struck him, and he turned his head to the west.

"I didn’t expect Brother Yuan to arrive at the same time!"

The many demons in the mountains all turned to look.

In the western sky, steam billowed like a raging ocean. A colossal, thousand-zhang-tall Water Ape strode through the air.

An untold number of Demon Soldiers followed in its wake, shrouded by the rolling vapor.

This was none other than the Water Ape King from the Ape Dragon Water Mansion!

"My timing is perfect!"

Amidst the swirling vapor, the Water Ape King let out a piercing laugh.

"I haven’t had a fresh meal in years. On my way here, I heard Brother Qi caught a few Returning Void Realm True Masters. I must have a taste!"

"That can be arranged, of course!"

Qi Molong replied with a slight smile, cupping his hands in a small bow.

"It has been a long, long time since this king has tasted the flesh and blood of a Cultivator,"

the Cangying King called back from the distance.

For demons to eat humans was no different than for humans to eat cattle.

It was a perfectly ordinary matter for these Great Demons.

Hearing the three Demon Kings discuss the matter filled the hearts of countless Great and Little Demons with envy.

They, too, enjoyed such delicacies.

"I have been preparing this feast of kings for many days, just waiting for you two to arrive."

Qi Molong chuckled lightly.

On the surface, they appeared to be getting along splendidly.

There were three Great Demon Kings on the Eastern Continent.

Qi Molong led those on land, the Cangying King was sovereign of the skies, and the Water Ape King reigned over the waters.

Now, these three Great Demon Kings, rulers of the entire Eastern Continent, were gathered in one place.

WHOOSH!

As dawn broke, the Demon Soldiers brought by the Cangying King and the Water Ape King had already encamped among the mountains.

Only the Cangying King and the Water Ape King, along with a retinue of powerful Great Demons, entered the City of Ten Thousand Beasts.

Ordinary Little Demons, of course, were not worthy of entering the Demon City.

In the City of Ten Thousand Beasts, atop a high platform that rivaled the mountain peaks in height.

The three Demon Kings took their respective seats.

The Great Demons of the three factions stood behind their respective kings.

"I heard those Daoists you captured are from the Central Continent, Brother Qi?"

the Water Ape King asked, sitting cross-legged and feigning a casual tone.

This Elder Demon was the oldest of the three Demon Kings in terms of cultivation years.

Yet, his human form appeared to be that of an eight or nine-year-old boy with rosy lips and pearly teeth.

He looked completely harmless.

"Brother Yuan, your Divine Techniques grow more astonishing by the day. Even with thousands of miles between us, nothing that happens on my little patch of land seems to escape your notice..."

Qi Molong flicked his fingernails, his smile never wavering.

But a cold glint appeared in his eyes.

This old ape was far older than him. Rumor had it that after his Transformation, he had even studied the High-Grade Divine Techniques of the Human Race.

And while he hadn’t mastered any world-shaking abilities, he had cultivated a great number of miscellaneous ones.

For example, the Sharp-Eared technique.

On the Eastern Continent, almost nothing he wished to know could escape his notice.

But for this demon to know what was happening here...

It was obvious that the old ape’s attention was constantly fixed on him.

In other words, he was monitoring Mo Long Cave!

"You’re too kind, you’re too kind."

The Water Ape King’s laugh was somewhat shrill. His eyes, glowing with a red light, stared at Qi Molong with feigned apology.

"When one gets old, it’s hard to sit still. One happens to overhear things."

"Brother Qi shouldn’t mind, I trust?"

"We are brothers. Why would I mind?"

Qi Molong replied, his smile not reaching his eyes.

"Brother Yuan is correct. Those men are indeed from the Central Continent."

"They claim to be acting on the orders of some ’Master Boxing Saint’ to build a ’God-Sealing Platform’ in the Eastern Continent."

The Cangying King’s human form was exceptionally burly, with long arms and legs.

He had been listening to their exchange with a faint smile. Seeing the unfriendly tones and the potential for a clash between Qi Molong and the Water Ape King, he was privately delighted.

But when he heard Qi Molong’s last sentence, his expression changed dramatically!

"Wait!"

The Cangying King’s eyes widened in shock.

He looked at Qi Molong. "Brother Qi! Who did you say ordered them to come!?"

He seemed genuinely terrified.

So much so that his Demon Qi erupted from his body, shaking the entire City of Ten Thousand Beasts with a massive RUMBLE.

Tens of thousands of Little Demons were instantly thrown to the ground by the force!

"Brother Cang, what’s wrong?"

Qi Molong and the Water Ape King exchanged a look, both surprised.

They couldn’t understand why the Cangying King was reacting so strongly.

"Brother Qi!"

The Cangying King’s voice grew grave as he asked again, "Who did you say sent them!?"

His heart was pounding with a vague sense of dread.

He had achieved the Dao as a cangying eagle. Even after becoming an unrivaled Demon King, he rarely stayed on Blood King Mountain.

For thousands of years, he had spent most of his time soaring through the heavens.

He was practically the only one in the entire Eastern Continent who had truly ventured to the other Four Seas and Four Continents.

While he lacked the Water Ape King’s special Divine Technique for monitoring vast territories,

when it came to being well-traveled and knowledgeable, he was truly number one in the Eastern Continent.

And that Daoist title...

He had heard it before!

Seeing his extreme reaction,

Qi Molong’s heart sank.

The three of them were all Elder Demons who had cultivated for a thousand years. Each had a record of killing Feathered masters of the same rank.

An ordinary Feathered True Master was no match for them and certainly not worth their fear.

’For the Cangying King to react like this, it must mean that Boxing Saint Daoist is...’

As Qi Molong’s heart trembled, the Water Ape King chimed in,

"Boxing Saint... Boxing Saint Daoist..."

"This old ape’s hearing is still quite good. That should be the title."

"That’s right, the Boxing Saint Daoist!"

Qi Molong ignored the Water Ape King and pressed on,

"Brother Cang!"

"Is something wrong?"

HUFF!

The Cangying King’s chest heaved violently. A thick stream of air surged from his nostrils!

"Is something wrong!?"

"You’re trying to drag us all down with you to die!"

"Hm?"

"What are you talking about?"

Qi Molong and the Water Ape King frowned in unison.

"What am I talking about?"

"I’m saying, Qi Molong, you’re courting death!"

"So why are you dragging me down with you?!"

The Cangying King’s expression was absolutely furious. With one blow, he smashed the long table in front of him to smithereens!

A terrifyingly turbulent wave of Demon Qi erupted from his body, surging violently.

It instantly tore through the sky!

"Speak! Quickly!"

"Where are they!?"