Chapter 1761 - 821: Grandfather Makes His Entrance

Chapter 1761: Chapter 821: Grandfather Makes His Entrance

Who knew that as soon as Xi Zhong’s hand touched the monument, it was as if he had been electrocuted, and he quickly withdrew it.

His palm rapidly changed color, the skin turning a dark purple.

Seeing this, Xi Zhong knew something was seriously wrong. A surge of demonic power gathered into a blade, and with a "sizzling" sound, a large piece of flesh was sliced from his palm.

The chunk of flesh fell to the ground and instantly turned into a stinking pool of blood.

Yan Jiu watched and clicked his tongue in praise.

Ling Yue really is a divine figure, to have even guessed that Old Man Xi would attack him.

No wonder she mysteriously smeared poison on the monument before she left, saying this poison would cause any skin and flesh it touched to immediately rot to the bone, claiming it was her gift to that old clan leader of the South Nether Clan.

The monument is poisoned!

Xi Zhong almost lost his temper upon seeing it.

Not only did that person steal the Divine Hidden Fire, but they also shamelessly smeared poison on the monument.

They must have predicted that Xi Zhong, in his rage, would try to poison Yan Jiu.

That person is not Di Shen.

Furious to the extreme, Xi Zhong pondered for a moment and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Though Di Shen’s talent is astonishing, he doesn’t understand poison.

And using such underhanded tactics isn’t Di Shen’s style.

As long as the soul fragments haven’t returned to Di Shen, everything remains manageable.

"Yan Jiu, don’t think that poisoning the monument means I can’t deal with you. There are plenty of ways for me to kill you,"

Even more terrifying demonic power surged from within Xi Zhong, sinking into the ground. The flat ground began to churn like a sea.

The monument, following the undulations of the ground, seemed to be sinking into a swamp.

Xi Zhong intended to bury Yan Jiu alive underground.

But just then, a voice descended from the sky.

"Elder Xi, please restrain yourself."

Upon hearing the voice, Xi Zhong’s long brows trembled, but he did not withdraw his demonic power.

"All Things Demon Tyrant Palm."

Suddenly, a white elephant bounded forth, and an elder in brown clothes struck with a palm.

The white elephant dispersed Xi Zhong’s power, and the ground returned to calm.

"Demon King Yan Li, are you opposing me? Do you mean to betray South Nether City and defy Emperor Zhan Hen’s orders?"

Xi Zhong sarcastically remarked upon seeing the newcomer.

It was none other than Yan Jiu’s father, former Vice Clan Leader of the South Nether Tribe, now one of the two great demon kings of South Nether City, Demon King Yan Li.

"Old Clan Leader, you are mistaken. If Yan truly intended to oppose the South Nether Clan Leader and Demon Emperor, my unfilial son would have long been gone."

The brown-clothed elder looked straight ahead, as if not seeing Yan Jiu at all.

"Then what’s your purpose here today? You know well that Yan Jiu colluded with the Human Clan, committed grave sins, and thus was suppressed here. His Human Clan accomplices infiltrated the Demon World and stole our greatest treasure. Killing such a traitor is only right."

Xi Zhong shouted angrily.

"If you have concrete evidence, even if you don’t act, I will. But if there’s no proof, that’s another matter. Despite being wayward, he is the only heir to the Yan Clan and my only son. If anyone dares to touch a hair on his head, the whole Yan Clan won’t take it lightly."

The elder warned Xi Zhong with a glance.

These old folks thought being the Demon Emperor’s father-in-law made them invincible?

Have they forgotten that without his people’s support, Zhan Hen would never have become Demon Emperor?

Back when Xi Zhong was clan leader, he and Yan Li were never on the same page.

Xi Zhong grunted coldly.

"I’ll find the evidence sooner or later. Yan Li, you should watch yourself."

With that, Xi Zhong’s form blurred and transformed into a green demon cloud, disappearing swiftly into the sky.

"Father."

Yan Jiu hesitated for a while before speaking.

"Hmph, I have no such unfilial son. You left the Yan Clan recklessly, causing your mother heartache for hundreds of years. Now you’ve offended Emperor Zhan Hen and are suppressed here. You’ve lost face for the Yan Clan."

Yan Li’s face was full of disappointment.

"Father, everything I’ve done is without shame. Di Shen was murdered in a conspiracy. The culprits were Zhan Hen, Moonflower, and that old Xi Zhong."

Yan Jiu had told Yan Li his suspicions long ago.

But Yan Li had dismissed him with a scolding.

"Enough, I’ve told you countless times, Zhan Hen became Demon Emperor by heavenly destiny. Long ago, someone prophesied this. Di Shen, despite his talent, was not a child of destiny. Son, you are smart by nature; why don’t you understand that those who follow destiny prosper, while those who oppose it perish."

Yan Li shook his head.

Now the South Nether City is attacking Beiyu Palace, the situation is very promising. As a minister of South Nether City, he cannot allow Yan Jiu to make more mistakes.

That’s why, despite knowing Yan Jiu was suppressed here, Yan Li hid it from his wife and let his son suffer.

"Destiny or not, Zhan Hen’s current status is due to the territory conquered by the Demon God Guard. He’s a treacherous and unworthy ruler."

Yan Jiu fumed with anger.

"Stubborn fool, don’t think I don’t know. You’ve colluded with several Humans, intending to infiltrate Beiyu Palace. But it’s futile, all paths are ambushed. If they try to force their way in, it’s certain death."

Yan Li was here because he was responsible for defense in this area.

Previously, Ye Lingyue and others infiltrated here, and Yan Li’s spies had discreetly noticed.

"Father, my son, your grandson is among them. Are you not even going to spare him?"

Yan Jiu couldn’t believe his father was so obstinate.

Grandson?

Yan Li was taken aback.

He was skeptical.

"You boy, always full of tricks. Don’t think you’ll fool me; after hundreds of years, you come back claiming I have a grandson. Bah, only a fool would believe you, you useless thing."

Yan Li couldn’t be bothered to say more to Yan Jiu, waved his sleeve, and departed, leaving Yan Jiu frustrated.

Fuming, Yan Li returned to the military camp.

"Pass word around, if anyone dares pretend to be my grandson, shoot them with arrows until dead!"

The demon soldiers under Yan Li were puzzled but did not dare to defy their demon king’s orders, remaining on high alert.

At this moment, Ye Lingyue and Little Jiu Nian were also near the encampment of Yan Li’s army.

"The situation isn’t looking good. This army ahead is disciplined and is stationed right on the path we must take to enter Beiyu Palace. To pass through, we’ll have to find a way through this military camp."

Ye Lingyue and her group hid in a small grove, carefully observing the army camp ahead.