I Am King Zhou, Human Emperor!

Just then, a furious roar rang out, instantly startling Daoist Lu Ya once more.

This time, he had acted only to rescue those three Ancient Demon Lords, with no intention of revealing his identity.

Who would have thought that, despite his careful concealment, someone could see through him at a single word?

Following the direction of the voice, he saw that the one exposing him was none other than King Zhou himself.

This set his mind racing—how could the Human Sovereign know who he was?

Few knew his true identity; the Human Sovereign absolutely could not, unless someone had told him.

This left him unsettled and suspicious—who had leaked his identity?

With this thought, he lost all interest in saving the three Ancient Demon Lords and turned to flee directly.

Until he figured out how his identity had been exposed, he had no intention of continuing a conflict with the Human Sovereign.

Moreover, he was deeply wary of that mysterious powerhouse before him, realizing he had no chance left to rescue the three Ancient Demon Lords.

If not now, then when?

But just as he thought to leave, he had to ask whether Kong Xuan would allow it!

The Five-Colored Divine Light spun, crimson clouds surged into the sky, spreading three thousand miles, sweeping toward Daoist Lu Ya.

Daoist Lu Ya dared not linger, dodging the crimson light as he fled deep into the North Sea.

Kong Xuan gave relentless chase, and the two powerhouses soon vanished into the vast depths of the North Sea.

"Today, the Demon Race invaded my human race—they deserve death!"

Before leaving, Kong Xuan left the three Ancient Demon Lords behind, delivering them before Zi Shou.

Suppressed by the Five-Colored Divine Light, though they were Golden Immortals, the three Ancient Demon Lords were now no different from mortals.

As the word "death" fell, the three Golden Immortal-level Ancient Demon Lords had already lost their heads.

Standing atop the North Sea, at this moment, Zi Shou became the sole focus of heaven and earth.

"What divine ability was that, so terrifying?" Jù Liúsūn said, his face full of shock.

For a member of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao to utter the word "terrifying" showed just how stunned he was.

But it wasn't just Jù Liúsūn; the other Chanjiao Golden Immortals were no better off.

Though that battle had been brief, they had witnessed it all, which was why they were so astonished.

When an expert makes a move, you know if they have skill!

Both the mysterious powerhouse beside King Zhou and Daoist Lu Ya were unquestionably top-tier experts.

Even Guang Chengzi, the foremost of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao, would likely have no chance against these two.

Yet precisely because of this, that five-colored light stood out all the more.

In a clash of top-tier fighters, just one beam of five-colored light had sent one side fleeing in panic—what kind of heaven-defying divine ability was that?

"With such a powerhouse by his side, that King Zhou can no longer be fought head-on!" Taiyi Zhenren sighed.

Seeing that battle, he truly understood that his defeat outside Chaoge City was no injustice at all.

With such top-tier strength and such fearsome divine abilities, if that powerhouse had wanted to kill him, he would have been dead long ago.

With such a peak expert by his side, even the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao, with all their great skills, had no hope of victory.

"The Canonization of the Gods is set; that King Zhou is destined to be a Grasshopper After Autumn, but with such a powerhouse, we must plan carefully!" Guang Chengzi said.

To salvage Chanjiao's face, they had exhausted every means, yet this was the result.

They burned with anger and extreme unwillingness, but what could unwillingness do?

A top expert at the Quasi-Saint level—even all twelve Chanjiao Golden Immortals combined couldn't match him.

Giving up was impossible; the Canonization of the Gods was fixed, and Chanjiao and King Zhou were destined to be enemies.

But this matter required careful deliberation; they had no countermeasure for the mysterious powerhouse beside King Zhou.

Leaving aside the schemes of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao, the North Sea shore was already a scene of jubilation.

The King had led from the front, slaying a host of Demon Race and publicly executing three Ancient Demon Lords.

Such a feat had already stirred countless humans to indescribable excitement, shouting "The King's divine might!"

A grand feast was inevitable, and the thousands of Demon Race slain served as the finest ingredients.

Though Earth Immortal-level Demon Race were few, there were still three Golden Immortal-level ones—ingredients of top quality.

"After this battle, perhaps I should pass down cultivation methods," Zi Shou thought to himself.

Through this North Sea campaign, his prestige in the army had soared, and many problems had resolved themselves.

Without exaggeration, the North Sea Army was now at his fingertips, fully usable as his foundation.

He had also asked Grand Tutor Wen; within the human army, though cultivation methods existed, they were crude.

Even those with some talent found it nearly impossible to achieve significant progress.

The Way is not passed to the unworthy; the method is not transmitted to the six ears.

In this world, the transmission of Daoist arts was strictly restricted—it was absolutely not something anyone could cultivate just because they wanted to.

Only by worshipping under a renowned master, just as Grand Tutor Wen had worshipped under Golden Spirit Holy Mother of the Jiejiao Sect, could one learn profound Daoist arts.

Moreover, Grand Tutor Wen could not casually pass on the Jiejiao Sect's Daoist arts to others; only with the sect's permission could he do so.

The loyalty of the North Sea Army was already secured, and having consumed quite a few demons, their foundation was also established.

If he were to pass down cultivation methods, not expecting everyone to achieve success, the strength of the North Sea Army would surely skyrocket.

He had actually entertained this idea long ago, but due to his shallow strength and numerous concerns, he had set the matter aside.

Now was undoubtedly a good opportunity, just right to test some of his ideas.

If it truly yielded results, even if all the lords under heaven rebelled, he could suppress them with a flip of his hand.

This matter was not urgent and required careful planning; moreover, he didn't need to do it himself—Zhang Guifang would naturally handle the arrangements.

Before the evening banquet began, Kong Xuan had already returned, but he hadn't brought Daoist Lu Ya back with him.

"That demon clan expert does have some skill; in the end, he still managed to escape!"

Those were Kong Xuan's exact words. For the arrogant and unruly Kong Xuan to say such a thing, Daoist Lu Ya's strength needed no further elaboration.

According to Kong Xuan, if it were a fair fight, he would naturally be the victor, but it would be very difficult for him to keep Daoist Lu Ya pinned down.

Both were top-tier experts at the Quasi-Saint level; even if there was a gap in strength, it wouldn't be very large.

"The disadvantage is still having no supreme treasure in hand," Zi Shou thought to himself.

Was Kong Xuan's Five-Colored Divine Light powerful?

Naturally, it was overwhelmingly strong, a peerless divine ability!

But the fact that Kong Xuan had no supreme treasure in hand was also true, and this was where he was at a disadvantage.

Look at the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao—which one of them didn't have a supreme treasure?

Even Daoist Lu Ya had two supreme treasures in hand: the Slashing Immortal Flying Knife and the Seven Arrows Nail Head Book.

If he had a supreme treasure in hand, Kong Xuan's strength would surely reach another level, and perhaps he could suppress Daoist Lu Ya.

However, most of the supreme treasures in this world all had owners; obtaining any single one was harder than reaching the heavens.

There were a few that could be schemed for, but this matter required long-term deliberation and couldn't be rushed.

A grand evening banquet signified that the rebellion in the North Sea had come to an end!

This Imperial Expedition of his had ultimately concluded in a resounding victory.

The Seventy-Two Route Lords of the North Sea had vanished into thin air, and both Chanjiao and the demon clan had ceased their activities.

Whether it was the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao or the North Sea Demon Race, as long as they weren't foolish, they wouldn't dare act rashly again.

After all, with a powerhouse like Kong Xuan present, anyone who dared to make a move would have to weigh their own strength.

At this point, returning to court in triumph became a matter of course.

No one had likely expected that this King Zhou, having arrived at the North Sea for less than a month, would completely pacify the North Sea rebellion.

Before returning to court in triumph, Zi Shou specially summoned Zhang Guifang and spoke of passing down the cultivation method.

The cultivation method of the Five Great Secret Realms of the Human Body, starting from the Sea of Wheels Secret Realm and reaching straight to the Immortal Platform Secret Realm, sought nothing from the external world and cultivated only the self.

This was completely different from the mainstream cultivation methods of this world, which was also why the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao couldn't see through his cultivation level.

Zhang Guifang was also a disciple of the Jiejiao Sect. Although his talent was limited and his cultivation level was not high, his insight was not lacking.

Suddenly hearing such a marvelous cultivation method, while shocked, he also sensed the extraordinary nature of this method.

But as for how effective this cultivation method would be, he dared not jump to conclusions before seeing results.

However, after such a long time, he no longer dared to harbor the slightest doubt toward The King.

In his thinking, since The King had passed down such a unique cultivation method, it must contain profound meaning.