The First Demon of the Chan Sect-Chapter 199 - 145: Divine Bird Hall

"Boom!"

Li Qingming was enveloped in an aura of destruction, as the boundless Yuqing True Essence within him fluctuated wildly. A formidable beast, equally exuding a fearsome might, soared into the air above Li Qingming’s head.

Seeing this bear-like beast, the crocodile beast was noticeably startled. It was just this moment of hesitation that cost the crocodile dearly.

The bear emerged like a ferocious Primordial beast breaking free of its shackles, its divine might awe-inspiring amid the golden light of the corridor. The bear opened its mouth to inhale, as if it swallowed the Sun Star whole, and an immense aura of destruction blanketed the heavens, far more terrifying than a meteor shower by billions of times, covering a space of several dozen miles around the corridor. freeωebnovēl.c૦m

"Boom!"

The Swallowing Sky Bear extended its paw and smashed it down. The crocodile beast’s shadow collapsed into nothingness. Even the crocodile’s green scales were streaked with trails of blood, and more horrifying still, half of the crocodile’s body burst apart, turning into dense green mist that dissipated into the space of the corridor.

Now at death’s door, the crocodile beast lost all prior ferociousness that overshadowed the world. Lying on the ground, it glared at Li Qingming with a venomous stare, as a boundless chill erupted.

"Roar!"

All of a sudden, the crocodile beast let out a mournful howl. The sound penetrated the Chaos Corridor, piercing through the myriad worlds outside the corridor. Then, the crocodile beast twisted its head and died completely.

Li Qingming kicked the crocodile’s corpse disdainfully, muttering to himself, "So arrogant even close to death, if you’re not convinced, get up then!"

Just as he was speaking, Li Qingming suddenly felt the entire Chaos Corridor tremble. The endless isles began to converge towards one point. The originally calm beastly shadows suddenly became restless. They roared uneasily, their pale golden shadows growing increasingly solid.

"Damn, what’s going on?" Li Qingming turned his head to survey his surroundings, frightened out of his wits.

He saw an endless horde of beastly shadows, roaring madly, exerting infinite oppression, and charging towards Li Qingming.

Oh heavens, this was a pursuit by tens of thousands of Sub-Saint Stage powerhouses. Though it is said that below a Saint, all are mere ants, and Li Qingming, comparable to the abnormal Hong Jun, would not find it difficult to handle a few hundred Sub-Saints. But what about thousands, tens of thousands?

Now, the only thing before Li Qingming was one word: "Run!"

"Whoosh!"

Li Qingming conjured tunneling light, and began to flee at breakneck speed.

What a spectacular scene it was! Thousands upon thousands of various colored exotic beasts, their bodies shimmering with an illusory glow, bellowed angrily as they chased a figure emanating a greenish-hazy luster.

A pursuit across ten thousand miles, nothing else comes close!

As one tale blooms, it branches in its own way.

On the Primordial Land, in the southwest, there was a Ten Thousand Feet Volcano. Over a thousand years ago, a new force of the Demon Race, named the Divine Bird Hall, had risen here.

It was said that the hall was led by two powerfully skilled Divine birds. The Great Hall Master named Kong Xuan, was in reality a splashily colorful Peacock, who possessed no Magic Treasure but was adept at a Divine Skill called the Five-Colored Divine Light. Under the sweep of the Divine Light, all things submitted! The second hall master named Golden Peng, was actually a yin yang strange beast, a Golden Winged Great Peng, proficient in the art of Yin and Yang. His Magic Treasure was the Flask of Yin and Yang Essence, filled with innate Yin Yang Qi; whosoever was captured within the flask would dissolve into pus in just a matter of moments.

At this moment, in the resplendent Divine Bird Hall, Kong Xuan and Golden Peng sat opposite each other, their brows full of worries.

"Big brother, Mouse Master said that our Master would return to the Primordial Continent very soon. But a thousand years have passed—it wouldn’t be that something has happened to Master, would it?" Golden Peng, dressed in black and fierce in demeanor, furrowed his eyebrows in concern.

"Little brother, you’re overthinking it! Mouse Master is an avatar of our Master; if the main body dies, the avatar perishes. And isn’t Mouse Master hopping around every day? I believe Master will be back soon!" Kong Xuan, clothed in light yellow Daoist robe, was calm and composed, his words full of trust in Li Qingming.

"Damn, you two little guys are gossiping about me again! Are you itching for a spanking?" Zi Shu, short in stature and sleazy in appearance, popped out unexpectedly from some corner, with a sharp and whiny laugh and scolding.

Kong Xuan and Golden Peng hurriedly stood up to pay their respects. To the two brothers, Mouse Master was rather exasperating: eccentric in character, he often played tricks on them—like suddenly slapping them on the back while they were cultivating, popping up next to them while eating to startle them, or attacking them unexpectedly while they practiced their Spells...

Zi Shu squinted, looking at his two brothers who were watching themselves very cautiously, and said, "I’ve come this time to bring you good news. Based on my link with the main body, the Master is now very close to the Primordial Continent!"

Kong Xuan’s eyes lit up, and he said, "Master Uncle, are these words true?"

Zi Shu, vexed, pulled out a staff and began to furiously grind his huge buckteeth, deciding not to bother with him anymore.

"Report!"

Just as Kong Xuan was about to say something, a Little Demon walked into the great hall. The Little Demon had shifty eyes, resembling those of a rat, and in fact was similar to Zi Shu. This Little Demon was named Bai Mao, a white-haired rat spirit. Ever since Kong Xuan and his brother arrived at this volcano, Bai Mao was the first one to swear allegiance to them.

"Report to the two Great Hall Masters, a few guys from Heavenly Court who came in the past have returned, and this time it is said that they even brought a Demon Clan Saint!" Bai Mao looked at Zi Shu while suddenly feeling a sense of kinship.

"Bai Mao, did you see clearly?" A somber look flashed across Kong Xuan’s face.

"Great Hall Master, I saw it very clearly! But the situation this time is very different from the last two times. Those Heavenly Court people came hitherto with valuable Spirit Fruits, eager for trade. This time, however, they came with malice, bringing hundreds of thousands of Little Demons, sealing our Divine Bird Hall tight. They come with ill intentions!" Bai Mao stroked his mustache, his voice trembling unnaturally.

"What the hell is this nonsense! If the tiger does not roar, do they think I am a sick cat?" Golden Peng glanced at the word count and feigned anger, "Big brother, why hesitate! Heavenly Court is bullying us to our doorstep, let’s fight them!"

"Ah, younger brother! Although there are a few experts in Divine Bird Hall, we ultimately can’t compete with the vast forces of Heavenly Court!" Kong Xuan frowned, seemingly saying this, yet kept glancing at Zi Shu from the corner of his eye.

"Damn it! Little Peacock, Little Peng, what are you two staring at this old man for?" Zi Shu was well aware of Kong Xuan brothers’ despicable intentions.

Since the day Li Qingming collected Kong Xuan and Golden Peng into the Qiankun Treasure, in the final moments of the fierce fight with Zhunti, he secretly handed the Qiankun Treasure to Zi Shu, who managed to avoid Mile and Zhunti’s probe. Thereafter Zi Shu devotedly taught Kong Xuan and Golden Peng. Now both brothers have reached the cultivation level of a Taiyi Golden Immortal.

It can be said that these two were taught hand-in-hand by Zi Shu. Could their little tricks ever escape Zi Shu’s Eyes of Golden Flame?

"Hehe, Master Uncle! You see, Divine Bird Hall has come to a life and death predicament, can you really stand idly by?" Kong Xuan’s stern face suddenly became obsequious, such a dramatic change confused Bai Mao.

"Hmph, enough! You two, one playing good cop, the other bad cop, it’s useless! I won’t step in to help you!" Zi Shu continued grinding his teeth, humming, "Divine Bird Hall is a mess created by you two brats; it has nothing to do with me and a Spiritual Treasure! Besides, why should I help you defeat the Heavenly Court forces?"

"Master Uncle, if Heavenly Court destroys Divine Bird Hall. If they capture us brothers, won’t it shame Master’s reputation?" Kong Xuan persisted.

"Heh, kid, don’t act as if Di Jun and Taiyi wouldn’t dare to capture you. Even if they did and took you to Heaven, so what? You two are the sons of Ancestor Phoenix, bearing 20% of the Phoenix Clan’s Qi Fortune. Would Di Jun dare to capture you, dare to kill you? Ridiculous!" Zi Shu firmly decided not to help the brothers.

"Big brother, let’s forget it! We might as well go out and meet that bunch of bastards from Heavenly Court!" Golden Peng glanced at Zi Shu cautiously, grabbed the Wolf Fang Club in his hand, and rushed out.

"Ah, younger brother..." Kong Xuan couldn’t hold him back and could only helplessly shake his head and follow him out.

After Zi Shu watched them leave and made sure he was alone, he took out a bag of gray powder, shaking his head and said, "Dare to bully my disciples; I, Lord Rat, will play you to death!"

Having said this, Zi Shu disappeared with an Earth Escape Skill.

Outside the Ten Thousand Feet Volcano, squadrons of Heavenly Court Soldiers in shining silver armor tightly surrounded Divine Bird Hall, patrolling back and forth as if ready to wipe out this power from all sides at any moment.

The leader of Heavenly Court’s forces was the Demon Saint Nine Youths. During the first Witch Demon War, he performed notably and was fortunate enough to be personally instructed in Spell and Martial Technique by Di Jun for ten years. Eventually, he was even bestowed a New Heavenly Treasure Level Seal named Star Seal. Despite his efforts, he could never break through to the Quasi-Saint level, thus reluctantly becoming the most familiar face in the realm of Daluo Golden Immortals.

This time, he willingly volunteered to eradicate Divine Bird Hall. In his eyes, it was a mission so simple that it was a perfect way to showcase his status.

"Hey! All you demons of Divine Phoenix Palace, listen to this Great Saint! I am one of the Ten Great Guardians of Heavenly Court, called Nine Youths! I am here by the decree of Di Jun, the Heavenly Emperor, to offer terms of surrender. If you know what’s good for you, surrender. Otherwise, I’ll ensure your hall falls, your lives end, and you turn to ashes!" Nine Youths stood aloft in the Void, shouting fiercely.

"Pah! What insignificant Demon dares to cause trouble in Divine Bird Hall, do you think Divine Bird Hall is unguarded?" Before a person could be seen, the voice was heard. The hot-tempered Golden Peng, transformed into lightning, Wolf Fang Club in hand, whistled through the air as he slammed it down towards Nine Youths.

Nine Youths looked up and saw a little Taiyi Golden Immortal attempting to challenge him, what a joke. Casually summoning the still-warm Star Seal above his head, a haze of starlight suddenly enveloped Nine Youths all around him, as if he was bathing in the stars.

"Boom!"

Unfortunately, Nine Youths greatly underestimated Golden Peng’s cultivation, and he rapidly plummeted to the ground! (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please come to Qidian to cast your recommendation votes and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)