Chapter 2387

Actually, this possibility had been suggested by Xiahou Yuan; Lin Moyu had merely elaborated on it.

The Third Ancestor understood the Demon Emperor far better than Xiahou Yuan did. After a brief moment of thought, he said in a low voice, "There is indeed such a possibility. In that case, this Ancestor will accompany you on this trip."

Lin Moyu felt as if he had been granted a great pardon. "Thank you, Third Ancestor!"

The Third Ancestor snorted. "Don't think this old man doesn't know what you're planning. If I hadn't agreed, you definitely wouldn't have handed over the ice-fire dao stone."

Lin Moyu said shamelessly, "The Third Ancestor's wisdom is rare in this world."

The Third Ancestor said testily, "Save your flattery."

Watching this play out from the side, Xiahou Yuan felt as if he had eaten something strange, experiencing an indescribable sensation.

From the moment the Third Ancestor arrived, it seemed as though the entire rhythm of the conversation was controlled by Lin Moyu.

In terms of cultivation realm, Lin Moyu was far inferior to the Third Ancestor, and the aura Lin Moyu displayed was similarly weak, matching his realm.

Throughout his explanation of the matter, he appeared to be the one asking a favor of the Third Ancestor.

Yet strangely, the Third Ancestor had been following Lin Moyu's rhythm the entire time, practically being led by the nose.

As a shrewd businessman, when had the Third Ancestor ever been like this?

Xiahou Yuan had known the Third Ancestor for many years and had never seen such a situation.

Trying to put himself in that position, he realized that Lin Moyu's control over the rhythm was simply too strong, which was what led to this.

Another reason was that the Third Ancestor wanted the ice-fire dao stone too badly.

In Xiahou Yuan's eyes, both of them were foxes—one old fox and one young fox.

Now, this young fox seemed to have surpassed his master.

He still said nothing. He couldn't speak; otherwise, he might offend both foxes.

Clan Leader Lei Tian finally finished cleaning up the mess and approached Lin Moyu. "Fellow Daoist Lin, can we set off?"

He ignored the Third Ancestor beside them, acting as if the Third Ancestor did not exist.

Following what the Third Ancestor had instructed beforehand, Lin Moyu said, "Let's go."

Clan Leader Lei Tian looked delighted and let out a long howl.

Thunderclouds gathered in the sky, condensing into a purple thunder tiger.

Clan Leader Lei Tian said, "We of the Demon Race do not have any flying magic treasures. Let this thunder tiger serve as Fellow Daoist Lin's mount."

The subtext was that he found Lin Moyu's speed too slow, so he used his own power to condense a temporary mount.

Once Lin Moyu leaped onto the thunder tiger, Clan Leader Lei Tian gave a low shout, "Go!"

The two of them simultaneously turned into two streaks of Lei Guang, flying toward the distance.

The Third Ancestor and Xiahou Yuan did not move. The Third Ancestor said in a low voice, "Xiahou, I will handle the rest."

"There is no need to send anyone to the Ice and Fire Secret Realm in the future. Inform the Demon Race that we are completely giving up our slots for the Ice and Fire Secret Realm."

Xiahou Yuan nodded. "Understood, we will do exactly as you say."

The Third Ancestor continued, "Once you finish up here, return to Shang City. It's about time for you to change your path."

Xiahou Yuan murmured in agreement, "There is one last matter, and it's almost finished. Once it's done, I can cultivate in peace."

The Third Ancestor asked, "Is it that matter?"

Xiahou Yuan nodded. "The things I had Xiao Lian look for have basically all been found. We can make our move."

The Third Ancestor gave an understanding grunt. "Very well."

As soon as his voice fell, the Third Ancestor vanished.

Two streaks of Lei Guang traversed the land of the Northern Continent at an astonishing speed.

This was the fastest flight Lin Moyu had ever experienced. The speed of the Ninth Realm of Dao Venerable was faster than many flying boats. This was especially true for Clan Leader Lei Tian; since he controlled the Thunder Dao, speed was his forte.

In less than a single day, they had crossed more than half of the Northern Continent and arrived at the location of the Demon Emperor Palace.

The Demon Emperor Palace was not in the center of the Northern Continent, but rather in the far northern region.

The temperature here was freezing cold, extremely low.

As the two of them flew, they passed through one blizzard after another.

A massive mountain range isolated the northern world from the outside. Even for a Dao Venerable, crossing this mountain range was no easy task.

It was not because the mountain range was high; no matter how high a mountain range was, a Dao Venerable could easily fly over it.

Rather, it was because there was a natural formation atop this mountain range.

And beneath the mountain range lay an origin spirit vein.

Relying on the origin spirit vein, the formation possessed astonishing power, creating a blizzard that never dissipated year-round.

The blizzard contained immense power, deterring all outsiders.

Clan Leader Lei Tian explained that this mountain range was actually a test for the Demon Race.

If any demon cultivator below the Dao Venerable Realm could make it through this mountain range, they would win the appreciation of the Demon Emperor. With a bit of luck, they could enter the Demon Emperor Palace, receive personal guidance from the Demon Emperor, and even be heavily relied upon.

And to all demon cultivators, the Demon Emperor Palace was the supreme holy land.

The Demon Emperor was the ruler supported by all demons, their sole emperor.

After crossing the snowy mountain range that stretched for hundreds of thousands of kilometers, they finally entered a plain.

Strangely, despite being in the extreme north's freezing cold region, what lay beyond the snowy mountain range was a lush green grassland.

The grassland stretched endlessly into the distance, and their field of vision suddenly became incredibly vast.

Standing in mid-air and looking down into the distance, they could faintly see a palace.

This grassland was also very strange. The temperature here was extremely low, making it completely unsuitable for any kind of plant growth.

Yet, even in such a harsh environment, the grass grew exceptionally well.

Clan Leader Lei Tian explained, "This grass is very special. It was planted specifically by the Lord Demon Emperor, and it is actually another test."

"Crossing the snowy mountain range is only the first step. The exact benefits one can obtain depend on how far they can walk on this grassland."

"The further they go, the greater the benefits they receive."

Lin Moyu knew that the so-called benefits were naturally the Demon Emperor's esteem and appreciation. This kind of setup was actually common in many human sects.

Thus, Lin Moyu did not find it strange. It was nothing more than testing willpower, Dao Heart, potential, and so on.

This sort of thing was old news to humans. From this, it was clear that the Demon Race was indeed inferior to the Human Race in terms of wisdom.

The Demon Emperor Palace on the grassland looked close, but the actual distance was still very far.

What they saw was merely a projection of the Demon Emperor Palace.

The two flew for several million more kilometers before they finally beheld the true Demon Emperor Palace.

Chapter 2990: This Lin is Born Stubborn, Yielding to Persuasion but Not to Force

The Demon Emperor Palace was incredibly magnificent, towering over the world and radiating an astonishing aura.

In Lin Moyu's eyes, it did not look like a palace, but more like a colossal beast crouching on the grassland. "This should be an extremely powerful magic treasure."

Lin Moyu saw through the true nature of the Demon Emperor Palace at a single glance. He felt he could not be mistaken; the Demon Emperor Palace was indeed an exceptionally powerful magic treasure.

The power of this magic treasure had already exceeded his imagination.

Perhaps it was not a magic treasure of the Dao Venerable Realm at all, but very likely one of the Great Dao Realm.

Once this magic treasure was activated, it would not be too difficult to kill a powerhouse of the Ninth Realm of Dao Venerable like Clan Leader Lei Tian.

Clan Leader Lei Tian brought Lin Moyu to the main gate of the Demon Emperor Palace. The two descended to the ground, and Clan Leader Lei Tian announced in a booming voice, "Lord Demon Emperor, Fellow Daoist Lin has arrived."

A few seconds later, the gates of the Demon Emperor Palace opened automatically, and a majestic voice resounded, "Come in."

Just hearing the voice, a powerful phantom image surfaced in Lin Moyu's mind.

"His voice directly affects the soul. He is indeed a Great Dao Realm powerhouse!"

"But if he thinks he can intimidate me with just this, he's still a bit lacking."

Lin Moyu thought to himself. He had dealt with Great Dao Realm powerhouses more than once and knew exactly how formidable they were.

The Demon Emperor's current display was nothing to him.

Clan Leader Lei Tian led Lin Moyu into the Demon Emperor Palace, heading toward its center.

Passing through courtyard after courtyard, Lin Moyu saw many demon cultivators.

They came from various lineages of the Demon Race. Although they had all assumed human form, they still retained some demon characteristics to varying degrees.

The interior of the Demon Race was far from peaceful; many lineages fought with one another, even reaching a point of irreconcilable enmity.

Yet here, these demons who usually fought incessantly were able to coexist harmoniously and cultivate together.

From this, one could see just how powerful the Demon Emperor's authority was.

In the Demon Race, the Demon Emperor's word was indeed absolute.

The Demon Emperor Palace was enormous. They walked for a long time before finally entering the central area of the palace.

Upon reaching this area, the number of demon cultivators grew fewer and fewer.

Lin Moyu understood that there was a strict hierarchy within the Demon Emperor Palace. There were rigid rules regarding who could go where; this was no longer a place where ordinary demons could come.

Arriving in front of a tall palace hall, Clan Leader Lei Tian stopped in his tracks. "The Lord Demon Emperor is inside. Go in by yourself."

Lin Moyu nodded slightly. He knew the Demon Emperor wanted to meet him alone.

Since this concerned the ice-fire dao stone, even Clan Leader Lei Tian was not qualified to know.

Lin Moyu stepped inside. In the deepest depths of the palace hall, a hazy, colossal figure sat.

From within the hazy figure, a pair of sharp, almost tangible glints shot out, landing on Lin Moyu.

Lin Moyu had the illusion of being completely seen through, as if he had no secrets left to speak of.

But this was merely an illusion. He knew it was just the Demon Emperor trying to intimidate him, which really amounted to nothing.

Lin Moyu walked over, cupped his hands in the human style of etiquette, and said, "Lin Moyu of the Human Race greets the Demon Emperor."

The Demon Emperor let out a low snort, his majestic voice echoing within the hall, "Seeing this Emperor, why do you not kneel?!"

Lin Moyu remained neither humble nor arrogant. "A human cultivator kneels to none but their parents—not even to heaven and earth."

The Demon Emperor's voice grew cold. "Do you know where you are? Do you know who this Emperor is? Do you know this Emperor can kill you at any moment?!"

A terrifying pressure swept over, pressing down like an infinite mountain range.

Under such heavy pressure, even a cultivator of the Dao Venerable 7th Realm would find it impossible to stand steadily.

Yet Lin Moyu's expression remained unchanged. "This junior has met Great Dao Realm powerhouses before. These methods of yours, Lord Demon Emperor, are ineffective against me."

"If the Demon Emperor wishes to kill this junior, I will likewise rise up and resist. Perhaps I will die, but I guarantee that the Lord Demon Emperor will certainly not have an easy time of it either."

The hazy mist shrouding the Demon Emperor swirled furiously as he flew into a rage. "Audacious!"

The heavy pressure on Lin Moyu increased several times over, his bones creaking as if they might snap at any moment.

Yet Lin Moyu remained completely unmoved. In fact, a faint, almost imperceptible aura had already locked onto the Demon Emperor through his own presence.

Lin Moyu had completed the Dao Enemy Locking. If the Demon Emperor truly intended to strike, he would not hold back either.

The corpse of the Ninth Realm of Dao Venerable was ready, and the ancestral water and Power of Belief were fully prepared.

His soul already held the great dao undying pill in hand. If even the corpse of the Ninth Realm of Dao Venerable could not harm the Demon Emperor, Lin Moyu still had one last trump card.

However, Lin Moyu knew there was a high probability they would not actually fight, because the Third Ancestor should be arriving soon—or perhaps he was already here, watching the show from the sidelines.

The Demon Emperor felt the Dao Enemy Locking, causing the mist to churn even more violently.

At this moment, he knew Lin Moyu would truly fight, and that it wasn't just empty talk.

What was strangest was that his pressure was actually ineffective against Lin Moyu.

A pressure of this level was already unbearable for the Dao Venerable 7th Realm, yet Lin Moyu could still stand here.

He had no idea that while Lin Moyu indeed found it difficult to bear this pressure, he had the Undead Legion backing him up.

The entire Undead Legion shared the pressure for Lin Moyu, allowing him to still stand there.

At this point, it was instead the Demon Emperor who found himself in a dilemma. If he did not strike, he would truly lose face.