Chapter 894 - 686: Head of the Demon Emperor
The vast demon sense was like an invisible water, silently sweeping over Shen Xuan, as if trying to see through him inside and out.
In the demon’s eyes, Shen Xuan was indeed a rare genius in body refining.
His bone age was just over two hundred years, yet his vigor was as abundant as a boiling furnace, full of vitality.
Beneath his elegant and handsome exterior, there was a physique forged through countless trials.
In the land of the Five Countries of Yan, Liang, Song, Lu, and Yue, for thousands of years, Shen Xuan was the only one who could step into the Divine Power Realm through body refining.
His talent, temperament, and fortune were all of the highest selection.
It was a pity, however, that he was a Human Race Cultivator.
Shen Xuan’s mind was tense, yet his face remained calm and unruffled.
He asked himself if his actions were without guilt.
Making connections with the Purple Yunting Tree and assisting the Divine Power Ape were all done openly, without breaking the two races’ tacit understandings.
Nonetheless, he was acutely aware of the chasm between them.
If a real fight broke out now, he would definitely not be a match for the Zhentian Tiger Emperor.
He secretly gripped the Profound Ice Treasure Talisman in his sleeve, his Divine Sense linked to the slumbering Other Shore Demon Flower.
If the situation became urgent, he could only use this to intimidate the opponent, then activate the Yin-Yang Escape Technique and Thunder Escape Technique to flee a thousand miles away.
He was gambling on the fact that his opponent, as the leader of the Demon Emperors, had a broader perspective.
At this level of cultivation, every action affected the broader situation of the two races.
Without sufficient reasons, both sides would not want to ignite a war between the Human Race and the Demon Race.
Time passed by drop by drop.
Finally, the invisible demon sense surrounding him receded like the tide.
"Why did True Master Profound Ice assist the Divine Power Ape in undergoing tribulation?"
The Zhentian Tiger Emperor spoke, his tone calm.
His voice, upon entering the ear, seemed to contain a mysterious Dao Rhyme that directly struck the depths of the Divine Soul, making one almost ready to spill all the secrets in their heart.
Shen Xuan felt a slight chill in his heart.
He knew that the opponent’s Dao sound was intimidating.
At this level of cultivation, even a slight circulation of blood or a fluctuation of emotion could not escape his perception.
Shen Xuan replied in a clear voice: "I, along with Fellow Daoist Purple Yunting, am a century-old friend. On my Dao journey, I have received much guidance from him, reaping numerous benefits. This time, when he asked me to assist Fellow Daoist Divine Power, I could not refuse. There is no other intention."
His words were straightforward, his gaze clear.
The Zhentian Tiger Emperor listened and nodded slightly.
His words were reasonable.
A great cultivator in the Divine Power Realm was a top existence in the Human Race sects, and resources were provided by the sect, so there was indeed no need to meticulously scheme against the Demon Race.
Unless, what he needed was something even the sect could not provide.
"I heard that the True Master originated as a Loose Cultivator?"
"I dare not hide the truth. I indeed was born in the mortal world of Song Country, originally without any sect, and made my way through exploration."
Shen Xuan confessed.
"Oh?"
A hint of interest flashed in the Zhentian Tiger Emperor’s eyes.
"Do you intend to form a Nascent Soul?"
Upon hearing this, Shen Xuan’s chest slightly rose and fell.
He raised his head, his eyes suddenly blazing with intense light.
That was an undisguised yearning for a higher realm.
"Having already set foot on this path, how could a Golden Core be the end? To seek truth and ask Dao, the path to the Nascent Soul is what I yearn for, and I will strive for it with all effort!"
His voice was decisive, echoing in the air at this lofty height.
Shen Xuan candidly expressed his heart’s direction.
The Zhentian Tiger Emperor, upon hearing this, revealed a meaningful smile: "I heard that within the Cyan Cloud Sect, the Spirit Sword achieved True Monarch status, lost in breaking the illusion, whereabouts unknown. Does your sect still have a third Nascent Soul Pill and the accompanying Spiritual Objects?"
Shen Xuan’s heart suddenly tensed.
This Demon Emperor was remarkably well-informed.
This matter was a top-secret within the Cyan Cloud Sect, yet he knew it thoroughly.
This showed that the Demon Race’s infiltration within the Human Race sects was far deeper than imagined, and the identity of the informants was not low.
"I never hoped for the sect’s grant."
He skillfully showed a hint of frustration.
In the Zhentian Tiger Emperor’s eyes, this was exactly the dissatisfaction of a genius being suppressed by sect resources.
The Spirit Sword had become a True Monarch, making it hard for newcomers to partake.
"Oh?"
The Zhentian Tiger Emperor’s tone seemed concerned.
"Without strong support from the sect, relying only on some dealings with Starlight Island and the Purple Yunting Tree, it won’t be easy for the True Master to gather enough resources to impact the Nascent Soul."
"In such a vast world, is there no other way?"
Shen Xuan’s voice was calm, yet it carried a resolute tone.
"If not here, then somewhere else surely will be found."
Each statement was true, including the dissatisfaction towards the sect, lacking any pretense.