The First Demon of the Chan Sect-Chapter 259 - 205: Stared to Death with a Single Glance

The fierce battle raged just outside the South Heavenly Gate, yet Li Qingming lay leisurely reclining on Hu Gang’s soft cushion, engrossedly watching the four combatants fighting with magic, occasionally engaging in some underhanded tactics himself.

On the other hand, the rotund Hu Gang was not so lucky. Despite possessing space-traveling powers that even Aoguang’s son, Ao Yu, envied, Hu Gang, after all, only had the cultivation level of a Taiyi Golden Immortal and stood no chance against Ao Yu, a Daluo Golden Immortal Peak. He managed to hold his ground for less than ten moves before he began to be driven back step by step.

Now, he was being dominated, having no power left to fight back, only relying on his space-traveling ability to constantly flee and dodge.

Meanwhile, inside the Palace of the Polestar, Di Jun, Taiyi, and a crowd of demons were puzzled. Since Hu Si left the great hall, wave after wave of mana fluctuations and resounding dragon roars kept emanating from outside the South Heavenly Gate. What on earth was Hu Si doing? They had only asked him to go out and scout, so why had he turned the situation so chaotic?

Moreover, today should be a joyful day for the Demon Race. If things turned sour, where would that leave Di Jun and Taiyi’s dignity?

"What exactly is Hu Si up to?" Di Jun frowned slightly and said to Taiyi sitting beside him, "Brother, shall I go out and have a look?" He was about to get up as he spoke.

"You mustn’t, Big Brother!" Taiyi hurriedly grabbed Di Jun’s sleeve and said, "Right now, all notable powers of the Demon Race in the Primordial Heaven and Earth have been invited here. If Big Brother were to be absent now, they might not say anything to our faces, but behind our backs, they would surely accuse us of failing to be good hosts!"

Di Jun’s face showed his dilemma as he asked, "Then what should we do?"

At this moment, the Kunpeng, who had been paying attention to Di Jun and Taiyi, noticed the demons mumbling with strange expressions. Combining this with the mana fluctuations coming from outside the South Heavenly Gate, Kunpeng immediately understood Di Jun and Taiyi’s concerns. Rising, Kunpeng said, "Your Majesties, I just remembered there’s an item I forgot to bring. I need to go back to get it and will return immediately!"

Di Jun and Taiyi were taken aback but, catching the knowing glance in Kunpeng’s eye, they exchanged a smile. Di Jun said, "Then, Demon Master, make it quick."

With a nod and a smile, Kunpeng swiftly flew towards the South Heavenly Gate, where he saw Li Qingming leisurely reclining on the cushion. In the void, Ao Yu and Hu Gang, Aoguang and Hu Si were each engrossed in their respective battles.

Hu Si, who was desperately defending himself with a long spear, suddenly caught sight of Kunpeng and, grasping at what seemed like a lifeline, frantically shouted, "Demon Master, Lord Aoguang and his son Ao Yu, as well as the villainous Daoist on the cushion, seek to destroy our South Heavenly Gate. I implore the Demon Master to quickly issue the ’Demon Arrest Order’ to apprehend these three and bring them before the two Majesties for judgment!"

Hu Gang, who had just emerged from traveling through space, was jumping and pointing at Li Qingming, saying, "Demon Master, this Daoist is the mastermind, you must not let him get away!"

Hearing this, Kunpeng couldn’t help but look speechlessly at the master and servant pair, struggling to defend themselves. Suddenly, he knelt on one knee before Li Qingming, saying, "I, Kunpeng, have arrived late to your rescue, please forgive me, Emperor of the North!" Although Kunpeng’s voice was not loud, everyone present was a cultivator with accomplished senses; it would be hard for them not to hear.

"What?" Now, both Hu Si and Hu Gang were completely dumbfounded, not having expected that their lord was actually Northern Emperor Li Qingming. It was said in the legends of the Primordial that the Northern Emperor Li Qingming, the first disciple of the Yuqing Saint and the preeminent disciple of the third generation of the Xuan Sect, possessed earth-shattering cultivation and had battled Saint Zhunti without defeat. He was gracious and modest with friends, but like a tempest with enemies, enforcing retribution without fail.

At that moment, Hu Si inwardly cursed Hu Gang, realizing that he had blindly trusted subordinates and offended the one being in all of Primordial Heaven and Earth that all creatures least wished to offend.

As for Hu Gang, he was already pale as death, full of regret to the point of turning green. After all, being of such high status as the Emperor of the North, who needed an invitation to enter the Heavenly Court or to report his arrival? Wasn’t it just like returning to his own home? He had been foolishly arrogant, even daring to confront the Emperor of the North—it was like bringing a lantern to the latrine, seeking his own demise!

Aoguang and Ao Yu, seeing that the official in charge had arrived, shifted back to human form at a leisurely pace and greeted Kunpeng, "East Sea Dragon King Aoguang and Crown Prince Ao Yu pay respects to the Demon Master!"

Laughing, Kunpeng waved his hand and said, "Hahaha, we’re all family here, no need for such formalities!"

But when he turned his head to look at Hu Si and Hu Gang, his face was full of sternness and in a cold voice he said, "Mr. Hu, quite the impressive display of authority!"

Hu Si shivered all over, knowing very well about this Kunpeng Demon Master. Setting aside the heaven-reaching cultivation, simply the status of a Demon Master was enough to get him into serious trouble. This Demon Master was not limited to the demons in the Heavenly Court but extended to all demons in the entire realm. Since Kunpeng created the Demon Text, he naturally commanded respect from all demons throughout Heaven and Earth and across all worlds.

Therefore, Hu Si hastened to kneel down and bow his head, saying, "This was all due to this old servant mistakenly trusting subordinates’ words without verification and rashly resorting to violence. I am willing to accept the punishment!"

"Humph!" Kunpeng snorted coldly and said, "Offending His Majesty, and you think acknowledging your mistake and accepting punishment will suffice to put this behind us? Hah, what a joke! It’s simply ridiculous!"

Trembling all over, Hu Si dared not make a single move but kept kowtowing, pleading, "It’s all because this old servant was blind, I beseech the Demon Master and His Majesty to spare my life for my years of loyal service!"

Li Qingming gestured for Kunpeng to move aside and ignored Hu Si, instead addressing the trembling and cowering Hu Gang behind him, "You just said, who is your grand daddy?"

Hu Gang shuddered with terror and replied, "I, I said you are my grand daddy!"

Li Qingming spoke indifferently, "I don’t have a nephew like you! Not only do you spout nonsense, but you also stir up trouble and twist right and wrong! What a remarkable talent you possess!"

Hu Gang was close to tears, lamenting in his heart: "Great uncle, grandfather, ancestor! As someone with such high status, please don’t toy with me!"

There was no way he could refute those accusations, as the deeds were done, and regret was futile. Therefore, he could only bury his head even deeper between his knees, wishing he could burrow into the solid jade ground.

"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, what is the crime for disrespecting one’s superiors?" Li Qingming raised an eyebrow indifferently and spoke to Kunpeng, "Later, seal away the cultivation of this Hu Si and the fatty, and throw them into the water prison! Every day pour molten iron and copper juice over them, let them survive for seven seven forty-nine days, then let their souls disperse!"

"No, you can’t do this!" As soon as Li Qingming finished speaking, Hu Si leapt up, his body exuding a surging aura, his expression ferocious as he roared, "I am a man of Emperor Di Jun, you have no right to punish me!"

Li Qingming’s eyes flashed like lightning, and a bone-chilling murderous intent burst forth in an instant. The already weary Hu Si, upon gazing into Li Qingming’s eyes, saw mountains of corpses and seas of blood, a towering tide of blood. Surrounding mountains of Fierce Beasts corpses lay beneath the feet of a seemingly unpretentious black and white behemoth. The unmatched attitude of looking down on Heaven and Earth instantly deflated Hu Si like a punctured ball.

"Pfff!" Hu Si spat out a mouthful of thick, dark blood and gloriously lost consciousness.

Hu Gang tentatively extended his Primordial Spirit towards Hu Si, only to find Hu Si’s body extremely cold, void of any signs of life. Completely dumbfounded, he mumbled to himself, "Dead, dead... stared to death with just one look! Haha..."

In fact, Hu Si had already suffered serious injuries during the fight with Ao Guang. Coupled with his current psychological trauma, this presented Li Qingming with an opportunity. Using merely a hint of Heavenly Dao Pressure, he managed to literally stare the unfortunate Hu Si to death.

Kunpeng glanced at Hu Si with sympathy, muttering under his breath, "Idiot, daring to anger His Majesty at such a time. Isn’t this seeking death!"

Shaking his head, Kunpeng single-handedly dragged the deranged Hu Gang and handed him off to the Demon Soldiers inside the South Heavenly Gate. Such a trivial matter wasn’t worth Kunpeng’s personal effort. He then returned to the entrance of South Heavenly Gate and led Li Qingming and the others into the Palace of the Polestar.

As for the deceased Hu Si, Kunpeng did not care. There were always Little Demons and strongmen on duty to clean the South Heavenly Gate, and Hu Si’s corpse would naturally be taken care of by someone.

Lonely Hu Si lay half-reclined outside the South Heavenly Gate, the scorching heat baking the white jade ground. Suddenly, Hu Si’s corpse twitched. This spine-chilling scene, if witnessed by someone faint-hearted, might just scare them to death.

Gradually, a fluffy tail emerged from Hu Si’s spine, followed by a second, a third... until the ninth. What was astonishing was that while the first seven tails were a normal dark yellow color, the last two were a pale yellow.

"Whoosh!" The tails swiftly retracted, and the form of Hu Si on the ground had drastically changed. Though he still appeared as an old man, he now looked like a robust elderly figure, seven-feet-tall, dressed in a moon-white Daoist robe embroidered with beautiful green mountains, with a goat-beard pure white as jade, delicate as silk threads.

If those Witches who had once fought at Qingqiu Mountain were here, they would exclaim in shock, "Tu Qingshan!"

Indeed, this Demon was Tu Qingshan, the Clan Leader of the Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox!

The Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox Clan had nine lives to live. One tail for one life! The price for each life resurrected grew greater! With each resurrection, a tail was lost, and cultivation diminished by one small rank; resurrect twice, lose a tail, and cultivation drops by two small ranks... This explained why Tu Qingshan could not match the Dragon King Ao Guang.

The resurrected Tu Qingshan touched his chest and took several deep breaths, saying, "Too terrifying, absolutely terrifying! How many beings must be slaughtered to create such a horrifying Asura Hell! Northern Emperor Li Qingming is absolutely not to be trifled with!"

Casting a fearful glance in the direction of the Heavenly Court, Tu Qingshan transformed into a breeze and vanished from the spot.

At that moment, Zi Shu, who was most adept at concealment and had the appearance of a thieving rat, emerged from underneath the jade ground, saying, "I said there would be a good show to watch, and it turned out to be such a flamboyant fox! My tastes are truly heavy! Hehe!"

Following Tu Qingshan’s scent, Zi Shu reentered the jade ground and disappeared in an instant! (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation votes and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)