Heaven's Law Is Mine to Decide

"When chaos reigns, monsters emerge." Qin Yueren sighed again, but quickly ordered those around him, "Immediately activate the sect's protective formation. Do not stop without my command. Also, send people to destroy the entrances and exits, order the disciples not to leave the sect for a month, and prepare for any invasion by external enemies."

After Si Ming sank to the bottom of the lake, he couldn't resist opening the jade box, where he found two Cold Marrow Pill Pearl inside.

"Only one left, hehe... That old man is quite the shrewd fellow. His fighting skills aren't great, but his negotiation skills are definitely at the Void Returning level."

After a moment's thought, he understood what was going on. If he had agreed to a deal that was all talk and no action, then he probably only had one Cold Marrow Pill Pearl left in the box.

The two Cold Marrow Pill Pearl were partly to honor his promise to protect Medicine King Valley, and partly to thank him for spreading the word that "Medicine King Valley no longer has Cold Marrow Pill Pearl," since his reputation was being used to reinforce the credibility of this message.

Of course, to avoid being proven wrong by Medicine King Valley in the future and damaging his reputation, Si Ming would definitely not say this in person. He would only spread it as a rumor, without refuting or publicly denying it. In this way, he could deceive everyone he could, and even if Medicine King Valley produced a third Cold Marrow Pill Pearl in the future, Si Ming still have room to maneuver.

Who knows how many Cold Marrow Pill Pearl the founder of Medicine King Valley retrieved from the prehistoric giant clam? When others questioned whether the Cold Marrow Pill Pearl given to Si Ming by Medicine King Valley was the last one, they were actually being deceived, unknowingly acknowledging that Medicine King Valley only had ten Cold Marrow Pill Pearl.

However, Medicine King Valley did this only to protect itself, which is understandable. Si Ming did not intend to break his promise, and deliberately exposing this matter would not benefit him, so there was no need for him to be the bad guy.

While he was pondering this, he noticed that the surrounding lake water was freezing due to the cold air. So he quickly closed the box to avoid freezing himself in the lake, and then swam quickly to the other side.

Whoosh!

As the waves splashed, Si Ming jumped out of the cold pool at the other end. Because of the True Qi energy, not a drop of water got on him. But after taking only a few steps, he suddenly stopped.

"Back in Medicine King Valley, I was wondering why we hadn't encountered an attack yet. Turns out you were lying in ambush at the exit. Alright, hurry up and come out. Although you've hidden yourself well, the unique stench of the Demon Race has already given you away."

As soon as he finished speaking, pale flames suddenly ignited on the ground, spreading rapidly around Si Ming and forming a simple Two Forms Formation that surrounded him. The flames quickly burned away all the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi around him, and then began to erode his power.

Four figures emerged from the dense forest one after another. Besides the Military God Huang Yi and the Demon King Mengying, there were two other Demon Race whose auras were comparable to Mengying's.

Si Ming looked at the two unfamiliar faces and asked calmly, "Nice to meet you both. Won't you introduce yourselves?"

"Zhen Hu, the Demon King of the South Sea."

This was a burly man with a bare upper body, wearing earrings, with a rugged face as if carved by a knife and axe, strong and powerful arms that encircled his chest, a calm and composed demeanor like a towering mountain, and thick chest hair that exuded a fierce aura.

"Chang Qing, the Demon King of the Western Sea."

This was a stunningly beautiful woman with a tall and slender figure. She wore a dress woven from lotus leaves, revealing a lot of her fair skin, which was dazzling. She seemed to combine natural beauty with alluring sexiness, giving Si Ming the impression of a beautiful elf from Western works.

"My name is Si Ming, also known as Mad Ink in the martial arts world. You should already know this information, since you all look like you've been preparing for this ambush for a long time," Si Ming said, looking at Huang Yan. "But I have a question. Since you've found the entrance to Medicine King Valley, why don't you attack it? If you destroy the treasures of Medicine King Valley, wouldn't I be unable to obtain the medicine that can cure Ba Shenhuang?"

With the Military God joining forces with three Demon Kings, such a formidable lineup is enough to wipe out the entire Medicine King Valley; even with protective formations, it wouldn't be able to stop them.

Huang Yan glanced at the Pale Flame on the ground. He could sense that Si Ming's True Qi was rapidly dissipating. From a tactical perspective, the longer the delay, the more advantageous it would be for their side. So he explained, "It's simple. Our target is you. If we attack Medicine King Valley first, not only might you arrive midway, potentially ruining our efforts, but even if you arrive after we've captured Medicine King Valley, once you discover the traces of battle and are on guard, how will we lure you into our trap?"

Si Ming nodded and said, "That makes sense. There are many ways to get to Medicine King Valley, but only one way to get out. As long as you guard this exit, you won't have to worry about not being able to wait for me."

To buy time, Huang Yan added, "Besides, there's more than one way to treat Ba Shenhuang. Getting the medicine is just the fastest. If you can't get the medicine, you can always go back and wait. As long as the Mohist School experts arrive, they can still heal Ba Shenhuang's injuries. Wouldn't my bribes to those parasites be wasted?"

Si Ming was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, "So those guys really were your men. I wasn't wrong about them after all!"

He initially felt a little guilty, thinking he was deliberately trying to smear others, but he never expected it to turn out so well.

"You deliberately had them find excuses to block the Mohist School's reinforcements, delaying the time and thus luring me to Medicine King Valley to seek medicine. Then you could calmly set up a trap... Luring the enemy deep into your territory, truly the style of Military God. To mobilize such a large force for me alone, I am truly flattered."

Zhen Hu said, "You and Ba Shenhuang are the only two people in the Northern Continent capable of threatening His Demon Emperor. Now that Ba Shenhuang is injured, as long as you are killed, His Demon Emperor will have no more worries and can roam the world freely."

Si Ming laughed and said, "Thank you for the compliment, but on another note, where is your Demon Emperor? If he wants to get rid of this major threat to me, why doesn't he come in person?"

Huang Yan said, "His Majesty should be attacking Zhenzhou right now, annihilating the last resistance force of the Nation of Valor. In any case, without your protection, no one in Zhenzhou can stop His Majesty's advance, and he can slaughter to his heart's content."

Si Ming immediately realized that the other party had deliberately leaked information to him in order to provoke him, make him impatient, and eager to escape. This was a major taboo for a martial artist, but he couldn't avoid falling into the trap. If they fought a protracted battle, Pale Flame would continuously deplete his power, which would be disadvantageous to him, at least on the surface.

Unable to advance or retreat, and with both battlefields operating simultaneously, achieving the objective on either side would be a tremendous victory for the Demon Race, potentially even declaring the demise of Nation of Valor —a strategic advantage.

The four Peak Spirit Transformation experts, combined with the Pale Flame that rapidly weakens Internal Cultivation, could easily kill Void Returning Great Grandmaster realm, even if they couldn't kill him, they could severely injure him. This is a tactical advantage.

"What a brilliant plan! I admire you, I've witnessed the wisdom of the Military God... Unfortunately, even the best plan must be executed by force. It's not that I'm arrogant, but without the Demon Emperor in charge, the four of you are simply not enough. I don't even need to use my trump cards."

Si Ming reached out and summoned the Dragon Scale Sword instead of drawing the Wheel-Turning King Sword, which he had prepared for any eventuality.

Activating the Thousand Buddha Formation could indeed easily defeat the enemy before him, but the Buddhist Power stored in the Wheel-Turning King Sword was consumable. After activating the formation once, it had to be sent back to the Glazed Temple to replenish, and the skill cooldown time was as long as several months. He didn't want to use such a precious opportunity on the one person and three demons in front of him.

Killing the Demon Emperor would be enough to end this war; killing the Demon King would at most shake the demon army. Good steel should be used on the blade.

"It seems you've spent too much time with Ba Shenhuang and have picked up his arrogance." The Military God raised his hand, Pale Flame flames shot up, burning even more fiercely.

Mengying, gathering his strength, was ready to strike. "Today, fate has decreed that you will die here, with no chance of survival!"

Si Ming slowly shook his head and said, "Heaven's will? What is that? Has it been granted my permission?"

Chapter 816 Heavenly Principles I Am Assured

The most robust of them all, Zhen Hu, was the first to strike. His legs sank into the ground, and his Yao Qi surged wildly. The mountain walls on both sides shook violently as if they were about to collapse. Countless rolling stones were absorbed and condensed into a ball between his palms. The next moment, he moved and pushed the highly compressed stone pillar to crash into it.

In a narrow encounter, the brave prevail. Si Ming knew that if he retreated now, he would face a relentless barrage of attacks from the three demons and one man. The more he was surrounded, the less he could afford to lose his momentum. Although the tortoise tactic of stalling and waiting for a change in the situation was also an option, there was no need for it. He immediately activated his three divine powers and met the attack head-on.

The force of their energy collided, and even the stone pillar, which was as hard as steel, could not withstand the impact of the two masters and shattered inch by inch. In the end, their fists and palms struck each other, and the sound of bones breaking rang out. Zhen Hu's expression changed, and he immediately retreated.

Over the past two years, Si Ming has used the "Shennong's Three Fists" to temper his physical body and strengthen his strength. His muscles and bones have reached an immeasurable level of strength. Even just one level of divine power is enough to completely defeat all Spirit Transformation experts. Now that all three divine powers are unleashed, even Zhen Hu, who is the strongest among the four Demon Kings, cannot withstand it.

The Demon Emperor Chongjing was able to withstand Si Ming's punch head-on because he compensated for his lack of strength with his cultivation. Zhen Hu's cultivation was probably not even enough to defeat Si Ming, so the result was predictable. If the stone pillar hadn't absorbed some of the impact, his arm would probably have exploded on the spot.

If Zhen Hu were alone on the scene, he would have been overwhelmed by the relentless onslaught, as his strengths were completely overshadowed by Si Ming's, leaving him utterly powerless. However, in this situation, he was surrounded by three other powerful individuals, and he had accomplished his mission by creating an opportunity for his companions to make their move.

"Horsefly Sea Devours Spirits!"

"Burn Meridians and Sever Roots!"