Chapter 411: Sect Master and Cave Master

On the verdant Wutong Mountain, thirteen wooden houses are empty.

In the Water Curtain Immortal Cave.

Ye Wenxuan sat cross-legged, staring at the stone wall and the dead trees around her in silence.

I don't know what she was thinking.

Only when you don't know the years in the mountains can you become an immortal.

She had to count every day carefully, and then convert these times into corresponding years.

The young body formed by the breath of heaven and earth cannot cover up the decline of the five internal organs of the Dao Infant.

The old dog knew her existence.

But the other party never rushed.

As long as she survived, this place would still be its Nanyang Sect.

Ye Wenxuan never denied that she was doing it for herself, but all living beings in the world must never forget that what she did was the real salvation.

From an ordinary mortal to the strongest cultivator in the world.

Without her deterrence, there would be no survivors left in the mouths of the demons.

If Ye lives, the world lives.

If she dies, the whole world will be buried with her. Such a simple truth, why can't these idiots who were raised by her see it clearly.

They all followed Nie Jun and left without saying a word.

They didn't even have her as their master in their eyes.

"You are the ones who want to kill everyone."

Ye Wenxuan shook her head. It was clear that as long as she waited for a while, as long as she honestly broke through and returned to the void.

No matter what happened at the foot of the mountain, all the worries would be solved.

By then, she would no longer be the ancestor of Wutong Mountain, but the leader of Nanyang Sect.

All the people under her sect would be the future elders.

It can be said that she reached heaven in one step.

She gave these people such a great opportunity, but they couldn't even swallow the food that was sent to their mouths because of their inferior vision.

She took out an ancient stone tablet and looked at the word Nanyang on it.

Ye Wenxuan slowly clenched it.

But the world is stupid.

She turned over her left palm again, and a stone with a faint glow lay in her palm.

As long as they have this thing in hand, they will come back to beg me, whether it is Nie Jun or Shen Yi, whom I have never met.

"As the sect master, I forgive you once."

The woman slowly stood up, stretched her arms, and put on a snow-white robe. The Nanyang pattern on it was sewn by her own hands over the years.

Now, for the sake of those two idiots, they will not die in vain.

She is willing to make the final concession.

Go to see them in person.

...

Demon-suppressing city.

This majestic city has been the only way for almost all cultivators to go to the Thousand Demon Cave for thousands of years.

At this moment, this group of cultivators who felt that the atmosphere was not right and temporarily stopped their steps and stayed in the city to observe, saw the most terrifying scene in their lives.

There was no demon cloud in the clear sky, nor any terrifying huge figure.

There was only a young man in silver armor and snow cape, stepping on an eyeless beast, holding a beauty in his arms, and showing a kind smile to the bottom.

"Human cultivators, have they built a city here?"

"Spiritual Emperor, you don't know. This is all after you entered the palace. You know that the cave master doesn't care about the outside world."

The God Wind Demon Emperor responded with a wry smile.

Before he finished speaking, his head was stepped on suddenly and he almost fell down.

"There is only one cave master in the Thousand Demon Cave."

The silver-armored boy slowly put away his smile and said lightly: "That is this emperor."

At least he never feared that other demons would surpass him.

He would never think that "demon" is a derogatory term.

He is a demon, the emperor of thousands of demons.

As for the one in the palace, he is nothing more than a lucky guard dog left by the Nanyang Sect.

"This emperor has been hungry for a long time." He said indifferently.

Hearing this, the God Wind Demon Emperor hurriedly opened his mouth, and a foul wind swept out of his big mouth full of sharp teeth, covering the city below.

The actions of the two demons in a few words.

For the cultivators below, it was like a natural disaster.

Even the powerful and powerful Hunyuan Realm, who had extremely rich experience, had already fled away the moment the demon appeared.

In front of this gust of wind, he was also blown back with a hideous and desperate face.

The roar from his throat turned into a sobbing whimper in the wind.

The flesh and blood were torn into flying catkins, and the Dao infant disintegrated into the breath of heaven and earth. The spiritual roots and internal organs were rolled into pure medicinal power and carried into the mouth of the young man by the gust of wind.

This was the case for the Hunyuan Realm, let alone the other cultivators.

It was like sand and dust entering a turbulent river, and it was submerged in the wind without even a wave.

The pale face of the Spirit Emperor opened his mouth to an exaggerated arc, and as the flesh and blood entered his stomach, his pair of Dan Chi Feng eyes became more and more red.

Until the entire Demon-Suppressing City fell into a dead silence, with only fallen leaves being blown up by the residual wind.

He slowly closed his mouth, and his pupils suddenly turned into flames.

Behind the silver armor, a pair of fire feathers formed by the gathering of blazing flames spread out, and waves of fire rolled up as they waved.

"It's just to whet your appetite."

The Spiritual Emperor wiped the blood stains from the corners of his lips, but he was not satisfied at all.

Instead, because he tasted the taste of human medicine again, greedy hunger appeared in his eyes.

He tapped his temple with his index finger and whispered, "Continue."

"Aren't we going to Daqian?"

The Divine Wind Demon Emperor asked cautiously.

Hearing this, the Spiritual Emperor raised his mouth again: "It seems that compared to this emperor, you seem to want to kneel under that old dog more. This emperor is just crazy, not stupid."

"You want this emperor to die."

The young man leaned over and grabbed the back of Shenfeng's neck: "Are you tired of living?"

He had been trapped for many years and was already extremely weak.

That cultivator could force the old dog to release him, so how could he be a simple person?

Of course, he had to eat and drink enough first.

"Release them first, attract Daqian's attention, and consume their strength."

Looking at the trembling appearance of Shenfeng, the Spirit Emperor proudly stood up and spread his wings to another place.

Until he felt that the other party disappeared here.

The Shenfeng Demon Emperor then raised his head and looked at the Giant Horned Demon Emperor who was also frightened.

He has really changed.

At the beginning, this young man was too proud and had not grown up completely, so he let the old dog notice his ambition in advance, which was why he was nailed in the hall.

Now he would tolerate it for a mere Daqian.

If he was allowed to eat and drink enough, he could replenish his blood and successfully break through the realm, and he might really be a threat to the old dog.

"What do you mean, let's go together?"

The God Wind Demon King hesitated. If it were in the past, Daqian was just a place where mortals lived in the eyes of him, relying on the two major immortal gates to survive.

But now, although Daqian has not changed, there is a young man with unpredictable cultivation.

If the Spirit Emperor is not here, the God Wind is not willing to confront him head-on.

"..."

The Giant Horned Demon King glanced at him, sighed, and said patiently: "There are more than 20 demon emperors and hundreds of demon kings in my Thousand Demon Caves. They have invaded Jiuzhou separately. Even if the surname Shen has three heads and six arms, he can't defend against it."

"We haven't gained any benefits, why take the risk."