Hundred Ridge Demon King

"Perhaps it is a grace from the heavens."

Su Yi chuckled lightly, as if obliterating Dongfang Jue was merely a trivial matter.

This demeanor made the gathered demons even more submissive.

Nan Xiaopao curled her lips; she understood that Su Yi did not want to reveal the truth in public, so she stopped asking.

At this moment, Su Yi looked toward the other cultivators in the distance, and the demons turned to follow his gaze.

Ten thousand pairs of eyes stared at them, terrifying those cultivators so much that they fled in a panic.

"The master is dead! Run!"

"What exactly is the origin of that Half-Demon?"

"Too terrifying! Demon Sword Mountain will surely become a forbidden zone in the future!"

"Could it be that some great power is protecting him?"

The voices of the cultivators faded into the distance, drawing boisterous laughter from the demons.

Su Yi retrieved the demon core of the Three-Headed Ghost King, wiped it clean, and placed it into his Dao Vault; Luo Zhenhai said nothing.

To him, the allure of a demon core was not particularly great.

He now felt a profound curiosity toward Su Yi and decided to observe him more closely to see what kind of sacred being this Half-Demon truly was.

The Purple-Backed Bear King, the Grey Rock Dog King, and other Humanoid Demons also began to clear the battlefield.

The subdued demons prostrated themselves on the ground, waiting quietly for arrangements.

Their gazes were all fixed on Su Yi, devoid of hatred, filled only with fanaticism.

The Demon Race worshipped the strong, and considering Su Yi had obliterated Dongfang Jue after counting to only one, it was nothing short of miraculous.

Following Su Yi was definitely more secure than following the Three-Headed Ghost King!

Subsequently, Su Yi dispersed the newly conquered demons and assigned them under the command of different Humanoid Demons.

Between organizing the battlefield and the rest, it took a full half-hour before they finally set off toward Demon Sword Mountain.

Gazing at the three immortal mountains hidden within the clouds, the demons felt their hearts surging; this would be their territory, and they would no longer need to wander about.

"The middle peak is the highest and has the most abundant spiritual energy; let's give it to the Demon Lord and the Demon Empress!"

Kui Savage Elephant proposed. Ever since they decided to address Su Yi as the Demon Lord, Nan Xiaopao had also changed her title to the Demon Empress.

Su Yi had no objections; it suited his status perfectly. He could not live among the common demons, and having a mountain all to himself was the only way to be worthy of the title of Demon Lord.

Nan Xiaopao was even more overjoyed. She had often felt depressed about not having opportunities to be alone with Su Yi, and now, she had finally waited for it.

Su Yi first led the team to search the three mountains, discovering that they were covered in many rare treasures and exotic fruits, and even contained spiritual springs.

The so-called spiritual springs were formed by the condensation of spiritual energy; taking a single sip was better than five days of bitter cultivation.

The spiritual spring was located on the middle peak and naturally fell under Su Yi's control. Beyond that, the rare treasures and fruits on the other two peaks were also cordoned off, forbidding the demons from consuming them at will.

Regarding this, the Humanoid Demons raised both hands in approval; the more benefits distributed to the lower-level demons, the fewer their own interests would be.

As for the bottom-tier demons, they never dared to hope for such things anyway.

For two consecutive days, Demon Sword Mountain underwent reorganization. As of now, Su Yi had eight Humanoid Demons under his command, and the number of lower-level demons reached thirteen thousand. Su Yi divided the forces equally, keeping the Humanoid Demons on a level playing field for the time being; from here on out, how many demon soldiers they could command would depend entirely on their own abilities.

Luo Zhenhai spent every day diligently practicing his left-handed sword technique, showing absolutely no interest in power.

Nan Xiaopao was the same; having witnessed Su Yi's prowess, she only wanted to catch up to his pace as quickly as possible.

She possessed the Qiling Holy Body and had great talent for cultivation. If not for Su Yi's unique constitution, which allowed him to fully absorb demon cores, she might have actually caught up to him.

In two days, news of Dongfang Jue's tragic death had spread across the Seven Dynasties. Fierce Tang was particularly enraged, listing the Demon Lord of Demon Sword Mountain as a top-priority target for capture. If not for the vast distance between Fierce Tang and Demon Sword Mountain, they would have razed the mountain to the ground that very day.

Su Yi learned of all this news through the Emperor Su Sect.

The members of the Emperor Su Sect had already come to regard the Demon Lord of Demon Sword Mountain as one of their own; after all, they had witnessed the Emperor Su obliterating Dongfang Jue in their minds that day.

At the time, they had thought it was a joke, never expecting that Dongfang Jue would truly be dead.

This incident made the members of the Emperor Su Sect even more awestruck by the Emperor Su.

Even Qingyan Devil Lord and the East Marsh Flood Dragon King addressed Su Yi as "you" or "Senior" when speaking to him.

Another three days passed.

It was near dusk.

At the summit of the main peak of Demon Sword Mountain, Su Yi, who had been meditating, opened his eyes. He had refined the demon core of the Three-Headed Ghost King, and his demon power had surged once again.

"Five Elements Severed Pulse Body? Heh, they had eyes but failed to recognize Mount Tai."

Su Yi muttered to himself. When the Four Elders of Great Wei judged him to be trash, it had truly frightened him, making him think he was like a protagonist in a cliché novel who had to defy the heavens.

Now, he was certain that his constitution was extraordinary. Throughout Demon Sword Mountain, not a single demon could achieve even a quarter of his conversion efficiency when absorbing demon cores.

In other words, he was naturally suited for demon cultivation!

He even speculated, could there be demons among his ancestors?

While his mind wandered, Su Yi stood up, preparing to go find Nan Xiaopao for a chat.

The main peak of Demon Sword Mountain stands a thousand meters tall, with two flanking peaks reaching over seven hundred meters; standing at the edge of the cliff, one can overlook the vast grasslands.

The evening grasslands are incredibly beautiful, perhaps even hauntingly so, as the sky looks as if it has been scorched by fire, merging with the plains into a single painting that relaxes the mind and stirs the imagination.

Su Yi walks down the mountain path, moving slowly, as everything that has happened since arriving in the Desolate Ancient era flashes through his mind; even now, looking back, it feels like a dream.

He wonders how long the current peace can last.

Whoosh—

Just then, an arrow pierces the air, cutting through the clouds and heading straight for Su Yi.

Damn it!

Su Yi curses inwardly; he had just been thinking about how long peace would last when danger struck.

Is Heaven playing with me?

Su Yi is no longer the person he once was, and his right hand snaps up with lightning speed to catch the projectile.

He notices a scroll of animal hide attached to the tail of the arrow.

Su Yi looks in the direction from which the arrow came, but he sees no sign of the attacker.

He unfolds the animal hide and finds writing inside—it is an invitation.

Hundred Ridge Demon King!

The content is direct: three months from now, he invites all the demon kings of the surrounding Hundred Ridges to gather at the Demon Emperor of Sunset Ravine to discuss the conquest of the human race.

Su Yi frowns; although he has embarked on the path of the demon, he is still human at his core.

However, if he refuses, it would be equivalent to offending all the demon kings in the vicinity, which would lead to a situation of eternal damnation.

He had heard from the demons of Three Ghost Mountain that the Hundred Ridges area is full of hidden talents and crouching tigers, with no shortage of ancient demons who have lived for ten thousand years and possess heaven-defying cultivation.

This is also the reason why the Fierce Tang dares not invade.

Su Yi feels a massive headache coming on.

At the same time, he thinks of the Xuanyuan Human Emperor; according to him, the Xuanyuan Human Emperor reversed time and space to send them here, which means that in the future, the human race will be slaughtered by the Demon Race.

There are also Di Jun and Taiyi; perhaps they are already titans of the Demon Race.

If a war between the human and demon races truly arrives, which side should he stand on?

Su Yi loses his interest in chatting and closes his eyes to begin lurking in the sect.

At this moment, the Emperor Su Sect is still buzzing with heated conversation.

Black Tiger Emperor: The death of Dongfang Jue has had a huge impact. The Fierce Tang wants to expand into the Demon Realm, but all the major demon kingdoms disagree.

Demon Wolf Star: Hehe, if a war between the human and demon races breaks out, I'll kill you first. Even though I'm a Devilish Cultivator, I am human, you know!

Black Tiger Emperor: Who's afraid of you? Come and get me!

Old Lord Qiyang: The Demon Emperor of Sunset Ravine is summoning the demon kings of the Hundred Ridges. The situation is looking grim!

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