Chapter 139: Third Layer of the Mahayana Realm, Slaying the Demon Lord

Chapter 139: Third Layer of the Mahayana Realm, Slaying the Demon Lord

Hearing Han Jue's words, Su Qi couldn't help but think of the Sword Qi that slew the Devil Emperor.

Could it be…

Su Qi's face revealed a look of anticipation.

"Tell your Master about your experiences over the years," Han Jue smiled, his smile appearing so amiable and warm in Su Qi's eyes.

Su Qi felt an inexplicable warmth in his heart. Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he came before Han Jue, sat down, and began to recount his experiences spanning several centuries.

Han Jue listened while absorbing Qi and cultivating.

He didn't need to interrupt; it was fine just listening to Su Qi speak.

I must say, Su Qi's experiences were truly legendary, full of ups and downs, and exceptionally thrilling. They could easily be written into a Xianxia novel.

He spoke for a full ten days and ten nights before Su Qi finished roughly.

Even with cultivation close to the Void Fusion Realm, his mouth was still somewhat parched.

Han Jue sighed with emotion, "It has been hard on you all these years."

Su Qi replied, "Master must have been concerned about me. Being able to constantly turn danger into safety must have been Master's arrangement, just like when you slew the Devil Emperor."

Han Jue felt somewhat embarrassed hearing this, but his face remained calm.

"Cultivate for ten years first, and after that, Master will impart a Divine Ability to you," Han Jue said.

Su Qi nodded, having calmed down now as well.

Subsequently, the Master and disciple entered a cultivation state and spoke no more.

After the righteous-demonic war ended, accompanied by the joint forces of various Holy Lands led by the Heavenly Immortal Manor, the Demonic Path retreated step by step, acting like street rats. The Yao Race dared not act recklessly either, and peace was restored to the world.

The Righteous Path seemed to realize that their surface power was not strong enough, so the Holy Lands began to build momentum for the Prodigies under their respective Sects.

Among them, Immortal God Ji had the greatest reputation. He beheaded Luo Qiumo, one of the Five Venerables of the Demonic Path, and slaughtered a million demonic Cultivators, making his renown peerless for a time.

Immortal God Ji even had the air of the number one Cultivator in the world, except that the identity of the mysterious Cultivator who slew the Devil Emperor had never been revealed, preventing Immortal God Ji from securely sitting in the first place.

Time flowed by under such historical backgrounds.

Another ten years passed.

Han Jue broke through to the third layer of the Mahayana Realm!

Breaking through one minor Realm every seventeen years felt a bit slow to Han Jue, but if word got out, it would surely cause a huge uproar.

Han Jue's goal was to reach the Perfection of the Mahayana Realm as soon as possible and assault the Immortal Realm.

On this day.

Han Jue brought Su Qi outside the Immortal Cave and began imparting the Divine Ability.

Yang Tiandong was driven by him to the foot of the mountain. The others all had the great Luck of Immortals and Gods and shouldn't be cursed to death by Su Qi. After all, even the Chaos Heavenly Dog could endure it.

Su Qi's bad Luck was a disaster of apocalyptic proportions for Mortal creatures, but placed in the Upper Realm, perhaps it wasn't that strong, and Su Qi was still a Mortal now anyway.

Su Qi was very excited to finally be able to learn skills from his Master's hands.

Yang Tiandong, Xun Changan, and Enlightenment Sword were very curious about him.

The Chaos Heavenly Dog felt like it could no longer love. Both of them had been out for hundreds of years, so why was Su Qi so favored by the Master?

It had thought the Master would scold it or beat it, but it hadn't expected the Master to ignore it, which made it feel very distressed.

Han Jue spent a month imparting the Divine Ability. While Su Qi was cultivating the Divine Ability, he came before the fusang tree and sat down, feeling its boundless vitality.

As expected of a divine tree!

Nowadays, the Spiritual Qi nurtured by the fusang tree had already surpassed the entire Mountain of Bitter Cultivation to Immortality. Not only that, but the Spiritual Qi was too dense and began to dissipate, blessing the entire Yuqing Sacred Sect. The nearby mountains enjoyed the blessings first, and True Person Jiuding designated the surrounding mountains as blessed lands, allowing only those with outstanding contributions to the Sect to relocate their Immortal Caves there.

None of this concerned Han Jue. Han Jue took out the book of misfortune and began cursing the Vermilion Bird and Daoist Jue Yan.

He brought up his interpersonal relationships and checked his mail.

Having not checked for so many years, he wondered how his friends were doing.

[Your Grand-disciple Fang Liang encountered an attack by a Yao Beast] x43211

[Your Grand-disciple Fang Liang encountered an attack by a Demon Saint, suffering heavy injuries, but fortunately met a mighty figure passing by and escaped death by the skin of his teeth]

[Your friend Mo Fuchou inherited a Demonic Path Divine Ability, and his Dao Cultivation surged greatly]

[Your friend Immortal God Ji returned to the Mortal world, comprehended the true meaning of heaven and earth, and stepped into the Mahayana Realm]

[Your friend Huang Jihao encountered an attack by your friend Mo Fuchou and suffered heavy injuries]

[Your Dao Companion Xuan Qingjun Ascended, attained the Dao to become an Immortal, and her Luck skyrocketed]

[Your Grand-disciple Murong Qi encountered an Opportunity by chance, and his Physical Body underwent a transformation]

[Your friend Zhou Fan encountered an attack by a Righteous Path Cultivator] x3892

Looking down the list, Han Jue felt that the Cultivation World was indeed peaceful.

He suddenly thought of the Demon Lord and wondered if the Demon Lord's Soul Clone had already returned to the main body's Physical Body.

He began to sense the Six Paths Imprint on the Demon Lord's Soul Clone.

Soon, Han Jue captured the Demon Lord's aura.

He checked his interpersonal relationships and found that the Demon Lord's Soul Clone status had disappeared, presumably having returned to the main body.

Since that was the case, it was time to kill him!

Han Jue raised his right hand, pointing his index finger towards the horizon. Closing his eyes, he carefully sensed the direction where the Six Paths Imprint was located.

On the other side.

At the other end of heaven and earth.

On a desolate desert, sandstorms whipped through the sky.

The Demon Lord hovered above a cliff. In front of him were three people: Mo Fuchou, Mo Zhu, and a woman in black robes.

The expressions of Mo Fuchou and the other two turned to one of utter disbelief, as if struck by lightning.

"This is the origin of your Mo family. The Demon Race has chosen you. If you complete the mission entrusted to you by the Demon Race, the Mo family will transcend mortality and become an Immortal family of the Upper Realm," the Demon Lord laughed. Even when laughing, he looked terrifying and grim.

Mo Fuchou gritted his teeth and said, "We cannot control our birth, but we do not want to become demons that plague the common people!"

The Demon Lord sneered, "Oh? Have you killed few people?"

"It wasn't intentional on my part; most of the time I had no other choice."

"Then what about your brother Zhou Fan? Do you still remember how you killed him?"

Mo Fuchou's face instantly darkened. The death of Zhou Fan was the greatest heartache in his heart.

Whenever he thought of Zhou Fan, Mo Fuchou felt extreme distress, his heart suffering heavy torment, practically feeling like death was better than life.

The woman in black robes chimed in, "The Demon Race wants to control the Mortal Realm, how would the Immortals and Gods view this? After all, we are humans, not demons. If we help the Demon Race replace the Human Race, how can we stand on our own? Furthermore, even the Devil Emperor couldn't succeed; how many years would it take for us to succeed? Has the Demon Race dispatched powerful helpers?"

The Demon Lord glanced at her and snorted, "Even without you, the Demon Race will succeed. When we Cultivate the Demonic Path, we are no longer part of the Human Race. The Demon Race has never been of a single lineage; figures of the Demon Race exist in thousands of Mortal Realms. As for the powerful helpers dispatched by the Demon Race, this seat is one!"

His tone was filled with confidence!

Mo Zhu couldn't help asking, "Are you stronger than the Devil Emperor?"

"Naturally. How can the Devil Emperor compare to this seat? The reason this seat did not act earlier was merely to use the Devil Emperor to test the strength of the Righteous Path."

The Demon Lord's words were filled with disdain for the Devil Emperor.

At that very moment!

A terrifying might swept over, startling the Demon Lord, Mo Fuchou, and the other two into instinctively wanting to turn their heads to look.

Sword light shone upon their faces. The Demon Lord didn't have time to react, his peripheral vision catching a streak of Sword Qi shooting over.

That is…

Boom—

The Heaven and Earth Profound Yellow World-Breaking Sword Finger swept across, engulfing the Demon Lord's figure, and the terrifying strong wind it brought sent Mo Fuchou and the other three flying backward.

The Sword Qi came fast and dissipated just as quickly.

Mo Fuchou and the other two stabilized themselves in mid-air and looked over in shock. They could no longer see the Demon Lord's figure, nor could they feel his Devilish Qi.

The Demon Lord's body and soul were utterly destroyed!