Redemption of a Born Demon

An aircraft circled in the sky far from the battlefield, its long-range, high-definition cameras rapidly transmitting the situation on the ground to all corners of the world.

Under the watchful eyes of high-level officials from nations around the world, the combined attack of Donghua’s four Saint Realm masters completely failed to harm the Sleeper. Instead, they were defeated and injured in a single exchange!

This scene horrified many, leaving them utterly aghast.

High-level officials from many nations had detailed files on these four Saint Realm masters from Donghua. They knew this was the most powerful fighting force Donghua had, second only to Yi Beidou himself, yet even their combined attack had proven utterly futile.

Donghua, Special Security Bureau.

In the conference room, the many Saints and high-ranking masters stared at the screen, a deep silence falling over them.

Just from the phenomena captured on screen, they could gauge the intensity of the four’s recent attack. Not a single person in the room was confident they could have received even one of those attacks unscathed.

But the East King hadn’t just taken it. He had stood his ground, allowed the attack to hit, and remained completely unscathed.

Such an entity was simply too terrifying. The sheer pressure it exuded made them feel a sense of suffocation and despair, even though everyone present was a Saint with a resolute will.

’How can a Sleeper be this powerful? Compared to the Saint Realm, it’s like the difference between an Immortal and a mortal. Is the gap really this vast?’

The expressions of the Saints who had previously faced the East King on Penglai Immortal Mountain were especially grim.

’If a combined attack by four of them ended like this, does Yi Beidou really have any chance of defeating such an opponent?’

High-level officials around the world were in a flurry of discussion. Some had even begun to debate how secular governments should compromise and protect their interests following a large-scale emergence of the Sleepers. Clearly, many were no longer optimistic about Yi Beidou’s chances of victory, nor did they see any hope of secular Martial Artists resisting the Sleepers.

「Near the battlefield, on a high vantage point.」

Dr. Beretta’s avatar stood with his arms crossed, a faint smile playing on his lips. He had just recorded a great deal of useful "data." The feeling of witnessing it all firsthand, completely unrestrained, was truly wonderful.

His gaze fell upon the East King, and he softly uttered a two-word assessment:

"Superficial effort."

「On the battlefield.」

The four Saints were repelled, all of them injured. Zhou Qingchen’s fingers were twisted; her injuries were relatively light, but the look of utter disbelief in her eyes was incredibly intense.

’Her most powerful sword strike had clearly pierced his skull. His brain should have been destroyed. Even for a Saint-level master, the brain is an absolute weak point. How could he possibly be completely unaffected?’

’Could it be... has he truly forged an Immortal Body, a truly indestructible form?!’

’How are we supposed to fight this?!’

A look of disbelief was also plastered across Meng Qianyuan’s face. He had faced plenty of pressure and setbacks on his path, most of which came from Yi Beidou. But even Yi Beidou, it seemed, had never exerted as much pressure on him as the man before them now.

It was the aura of an invincible being that crushed all opposition, a power that transcended the Saint Realm.

A single exchange had dealt a massive blow to the Daoxin of all four Saints.

CLACK! CLACK!

Just then, the sound of footsteps reached them. Their gazes shifted to see Yi Beidou approaching, wreathed in Demon Flame, walking forward one step at a time.

His expression was calm, his gaze as unmoving as a celestial pillar. The previous scene seemed to have had no effect on his state of mind.

He walked past them, step by step, coming to a stop before them to stand opposite the East King.

"Sir..."

Meng Qianyuan couldn’t help but speak up. He even wanted to say that where there’s life, there’s hope.

"Don’t sell yourselves short. He was injured just now."

Yi Beidou said calmly.

His words left them all slightly stunned.

Yi Beidou didn’t elaborate, instead raising his head to look at the Three-legged Golden Crow soaring and circling in the sky.

From the crimson-gold light it cast down, Yi Beidou sensed a very familiar power.

Penglai Power.

The concentration and intensity of this Penglai Power were comparable to the power Yi Beidou had sensed within Penglai Immortal Mountain itself.

In other words, when this person cast this magic, it was as if he were inside Penglai Immortal Mountain, no matter when or where.

This was the true essence of Sunrise Fusang.

And during their attack just now, Yi Beidou had clearly sensed the Penglai Power being drawn into the East King’s body.

That left only one possibility: the East King’s body had sustained some damage, and he was using the Penglai Power to recover.

The others had never faced an Alchemist directly, so they couldn’t possibly know how terrifying the restorative power of the Penglai Technique was. But Yi Beidou knew perfectly well.

The Alchemist back then had been able to sever his own wrist and regenerate it in a matter of seconds.

And as the person who first discovered the ruins of Penglai Immortal Mountain, the East King had benefited the most. His mastery of the Penglai Technique could only be more terrifying than the Alchemist’s.

Even if his brain sustained damage, he could recover in a short amount of time. In a way, his body no longer had any weak points.

According to intelligence Dr. Beretta had provided not long ago, a basic Sleeper’s body had undergone at least thirty percent Earth Immortal Transformation. The East King’s was likely approaching fifty percent.

He had completely replaced the skin and shallow muscle tissue of his body with Earth Immortal Cells.

Given the terrifying properties of Earth Immortal Cells, normal attacks could hardly destroy them. That was why no matter how powerful an attack the East King took head-on, he always appeared completely unscathed.

In reality, these attacks still damaged the parts of his body that had not undergone the Earth Immortal Transformation. While such damage would be difficult for an ordinary expert to handle, the East King had mastered a more powerful Penglai Technique and was constantly shrouded in the magnetic field of an Immortal Mountain. Under the terrifying properties of the Penglai Technique, such injuries would recover in an instant.