Chapter 1485 - 79: Giant Martial
Quiet azure sea, reflecting the sky, all condensed into a single round sphere.
The Nether Sea Venerable sat in his residence, a deep blue Dao ball floating before him, reflecting the scene from the Talisman Sea Array tens of miles away.
"What a pity."
Behind the Nether Sea Venerable, a pitch-black shadow stood with hands clasped.
It watched the scene of the Saint Prince retracting his staff and sighed regretfully.
This incident at Great Ape Mountain.
Was naturally a meticulously designed setup.
The purpose was to entice the Saint Prince into action... Many elders from the Holy Mountain held a swaying attitude and were observing. After this spectacular event, more Great Cultivators would join the Nether Sea Venerable’s camp, not fewer.
"There’s nothing to regret."
The Nether Sea Venerable’s expression was indifferent.
He was not surprised by the scene.
He knew his nephew well enough.
The Saint Prince, although combative, was by no means reckless!
Even if the opponent truly intended to smash his residence... there would certainly be a strategy to handle the aftermath.
The lion uses all its strength when striking a rabbit.
The Nether Sea never underestimated the Saint Prince.
He desires power, desires to ascend the throne, though the Demon Country is a place of survival of the fittest, it highly values rules and bloodline... Such an out-of-protocol action must be meticulously planned without the slightest mistake.
"Although Venerable Zhu Yan is only in the Yin God Realm, he represents the will of the elders within the Great Saint Mountain."
The shadow frowned and said, "If you wish to ascend the throne, these elders... must be dealt with."
Venerable Zhu Yan’s appearance was not good news.
This indicated that...
Even with the Saint Prince beset by negative rumors, there were still plenty of elders standing behind him.
"Normal."
The Nether Sea Venerable smiled slightly, saying, "This Holy Emperor seat should have originally belonged to my nephew... so it is only reasonable that those elders support him."
At this, he paused.
"After all... we are the usurpers."
Crash!
The sound of surging waves suddenly echoed in the cave residence!
A layer of pitch-black Dao Domain covered above the residence.
Towering Taoist Intent surged like ocean tides.
The Nether Sea Venerable stood up.
He reached out his hand, pressing on the Dao ball.
The talisman formation scene reflected in the Dao ball vanished, replaced by pitch-blackness.
A few breaths later.
Pairs of eyes opened in the pitch-black chaos.
Within the Dao ball, it seemed connected to hundreds of soul thoughts.
And hundreds of pairs of eyes.
"Not bad."
The shadow crossed their arms and smiled, saying, "This is what it looks like to ascend the throne."
...
...
"Isn’t it not good to just show up here so brazenly?"
"What’s wrong with it?"
The crowd was noisy, the long street crowded.
Xie Xuanyi sat in a wheelchair, pushed by Ao Ying.
He donned a black robe, using the [All Living Beings] technique to change his appearance. Still appearing frail and weak, yet anyone would see no connection between him and the Human Race Sword Cultivator Xie Xuanyi. As the "young man" in the wheelchair now had a blue face and sharp fangs, looking rather fearsome.
But this was the Demon Country.
Such an appearance was not considered terrifying.
Ao Ying wore a hood, covering her face, lowering her voice, saying, "After all, this is the Demon Country, the Heavenly Phoenix Palace is still hunting us..."
"There are many ways to avoid being hunted."
Xie Xuanyi replied lightly, "Escaping into the [Ruins] is a good method, but blending into the largest city of Demon Cultivators is also a good method."
Hidden under the lamp.
This trick was already used once in Lushui Cave Heaven.
Reusing it still works well.
This place was the Second Realm of Great Ape Mountain, [Mountain on the Mountain].
This Second Realm was far more prosperous than the Third Realm... Several giant cities were built here by Great Demons.
Though the Demon Country was barren and poor, there were still scarce "prosperous" territories.
This city called "Giant Martial" was one of them. It is said this ancient city has weathered a thousand years of frost. The sages of Great Ape Mountain spent considerable effort constructing this city to maintain trade, and the streets here were several times wider than those built by the Human Race...
Because although Great Demons could transform their shape, some among them still had extremely gigantic forms.
Some Great Demons were several meters tall.
Their steps could crush the bluestone pavement.
For external demon cultivators, entering Giant Martial City not only required Transformation and Awakening but also a specially crafted identity token.
Xie Xuanyi and Ao Ying each carried an Ape Iron Order at their waists.
"With our ’Ape Iron Order’ from Great Ape Mountain, we need not worry."
Xie Xuanyi said calmly, "The matter of the longevity invitation has already begun to ferment in the Demon Country these days... Do you see those demon cultivators over there? That’s a Venerable from Five-Colored Ridge."
He subtly pointed towards the end of the alley.
A slender man clad in a black burlap robe stood before a blacksmith shop, watching the sparks fly from forging, seemingly asking something.
"What?"
Ao Ying’s pupils slightly shrank, "With so many dangerous figures in Giant Martial City, shouldn’t we be hiding more?"
Just hearing Five-Colored Ridge nearly caused Ao Ying to break a cold sweat.
She fled into the Ruins because she feared the Peacock Venerable and Prince Jiu.
She dared not look longer.
Only glanced quickly.
Ao Ying lowered her voice, "How did you figure that out?"
"Naturally, by the demon energy."
Xie Xuanyi replied calmly, "This is the Demon Country, not the Human Race... Great Cultivators won’t restrain their aura, the identity and status of Five-Colored Ridge cultivators are highly esteemed. After the Sun Eater Venerable’s demise, Five-Colored Ridge became a Holy Land within the Demon Country, second only to Heavenly Phoenix Palace and Great Ape Mountain."
The sensing ability of a top-tier Sword Cultivator is not to be underestimated.
To avoid drawing attention, Xie Xuanyi restrained his Divine Thought to within a radius of ten meters.
Within this ten-meter radius...
He could discern anyone’s identity and bloodline at a glance.
"No need to worry."
"Due to the longevity banquet, demon cultivators from all over have come to Great Ape Mountain."
Xie Xuanyi smiled, saying, "Moreover, we are currently only at [Mountain on the Mountain]... The garrison officer in Giant Martial City at most reaches the level of Yin God Perfection. With my support, even if the Peacock Venerable arrives, there’s no need for fear."
"...Alright."
Upon hearing this, Ao Ying felt inexplicably reassured.
"The scenery in the Demon Country is contrary to my imagination."
Xie Xuanyi sighed gently, feeling moved.
He stopped at the end of the long street, gazing at the giant multi-tiered buildings rising in the distance like towering forests.
In terms of grandeur, this Giant Martial City was in no way inferior to the Great Chu Imperial City, or perhaps even more impressive–
The Holy Emperor established a severe order with supreme authority.
Great Demons rest, trade, and live here...
"I once heard that a thousand years ago, the Demon Country had many such giant cities."
Ao Ying pushed the wheelchair, gently saying, "It’s a pity the Great Tribulation descended, causing many giant cities to be destroyed, and the Demon Country acquired a new look."
"..."
Xie Xuanyi remained silent.
It is often said that the Demon Race is desolate.
But what if Primordial Energy hasn’t started drying from the north, but from the south?
At this moment, Great Chu might be more desolate than the Demon Country.