Myriad Transformations Demon Lord, Jun Wangyou Must Die

Rumble!

A black giant palm and a golden giant palm collided, and the heavens and earth darkened in that instant.

What followed was an ear-splitting boom and shockwaves that swept across everything.

Jun Wangyou was blasted away in an instant, utterly unable to withstand the shockwave from the collision.

After an unknown amount of time, the aftershocks finally faded.

The middle-aged man formed from demonic qi had vanished.

Standing before Ye Xiaoxiao, True Man Qingwei wore a grim expression.

Not far away, Jun Wangyou hurried over.

He looked rather disheveled, with lingering fear still on his face.

He had not expected Ye Xiaoxiao to possess such a trump card.

He could only blame himself for failing to think things through.

Ye Xiaoxiao was, after all, a Saintess. How could she dare enter the Heavenly Dao Sacred Land alone without some means of protection?

"Good disciple, are you all right?"

True Man Qingwei asked with concern.

Jun Wangyou shook his head and grinned.

"With you here, Master, how could anything happen to your disciple?"

"You brat."

True Man Qingwei shook his head with a smile, then pointed at Ye Xiaoxiao and asked,

"Who is this person? She actually summoned the Myriad Transformations Demon Lord."

Jun Wangyou's expression turned solemn.

"Reporting to Master, this woman is named Ye Xiaoxiao. She is the Myriad Transformations Demonic Sect Saintess. As for that demonic shadow just now, judging by his tone, he is her father."

"Her father?"

True Man Qingwei was slightly surprised, then asked doubtfully,

"Good disciple, how did you discover this?"

Jun Wangyou answered truthfully,

"Before I joined the Sacred Land, I encountered this woman before. After hearing you mention the Myriad Transformations Demonic Sect this morning, Master, I remembered."

"Oh? Then why didn't you tell me directly at the time?"

True Man Qingwei looked at Jun Wangyou with an amused smile.

Jun Wangyou looked awkward. "Uh... well..."

"You wanted to give me a surprise, didn't you?" True Man Qingwei said.

"Ah? Right, right, right! I wanted to give you a surprise, Master. I just didn't expect this woman to have such a trump card."

Jun Wangyou smiled guiltily.

"Mm, you have been thoughtful, disciple. Tell me, what reward do you want?"

True Man Qingwei stroked his beard and smiled, looking at Jun Wangyou with complete indulgence.

Jun Wangyou's eyes lit up, and he immediately said,

"Spirit stones! The more, the better. I won't turn any down."

True Man Qingwei had been wearing an indulgent smile, but the moment he heard that, his face darkened.

"You little rascal..."

True Man Qingwei shook his head with a smile, then waved his hand. A storage pouch landed in Jun Wangyou's hand.

"There are one million Low-grade Spirit Stones and two thousand Foundation Establishment Pills inside."

"For the time being, unless necessary, do not go down the mountain or meet anyone. Stay on the mountain and cultivate properly."

Jun Wangyou nodded gently, happily opened the storage pouch, and glanced at its contents. The smile on his face immediately widened.

"Oh, right, Master. Who was that Myriad Transformations Demon Lord you mentioned just now?"

Jun Wangyou put away the storage pouch and asked with a somewhat solemn expression.

The pressure that middle-aged demonic shadow had given him was overwhelming. He was definitely an Ascension Realm powerhouse.

True Man Qingwei pondered for a moment before slowly saying,

"The Myriad Transformations Demon Lord is the sect master of the Myriad Transformations Demonic Sect. He is at the late stage of the Ascension Realm and is exceptionally skilled in transformation techniques. You must be careful, because he has most likely already set his sights on you."

True Man Qingwei's expression was quite serious.

Jun Wangyou nodded earnestly. Did that even need saying?

He had beaten the man's daughter into such a state. It would be strange if he were not targeted.

"Good disciple, I'm leaving. The Sacred Land has been unsettled lately, so be careful as well."

True Man Qingwei carried Ye Xiaoxiao in one hand as he gave Jun Wangyou his instructions.

"Take care, Master." Jun Wangyou bowed.

True Man Qingwei left. As Jun Wangyou watched his retreating figure, warmth filled his heart.

Given True Man Qingwei's status, how could he possibly carry a storage pouch like that around with him?

And it just so happened to contain exactly one million spirit stones and two thousand Foundation Establishment Pills.

There was no need to think about it. True Man Qingwei had definitely prepared it specifically for Jun Wangyou.

"Ah, a child with a mother really is treasured."

Jun Wangyou sighed with a smile, then left as well.

At the summit of a towering mountain in the northern region of the Eastern Continent.

A massive black palace stood atop the peak.

At that moment, an enraged roar echoed from within the palace!

"TRUE MAN QINGWEI!! I WILL NOT REST UNTIL ONE OF US IS DEAD!! AAAAAAH!"

Deep within the palace.

This place resembled an abyss. There was no visible ceiling above, while below lay only boundless, pitch-black darkness, as though it led straight to hell.

Yet in the center of this abyss stood twelve enormous black demonic pillars out of thin air.

On each demonic pillar sat a figure resembling a demon god.

That furious roar had come from one of those figures.

This person was the Myriad Transformations Demon Lord.

He was a supreme figure of the Eastern Continent's Demonic Path. His strength might not have been the greatest, but with his unfathomable transformation techniques, no one dared underestimate him.

He was known as the king of assassins in the Eastern Continent. Even across the Mystic Realm, he held a place of prominence.

At this moment, hearing the Myriad Transformations Demon Lord's roar,

the other eleven opened their eyes and looked toward him in confusion.

"Myriad Transformations, what happened? We haven't seen you this furious in over a thousand years."

Demonic qi coiled around the Myriad Transformations Demon Lord, and his form flickered between solid and illusory. After venting his anger, he gradually calmed down.

Hearing his companions' question, he said coldly,

"My daughter was captured by that old bastard True Man Qingwei. I exchanged a palm strike with him and discovered that the old bastard's strength has improved again over the years. He is probably close to becoming immortal."

"What?!"

The other eleven were all shocked, their faces full of disbelief.

The Myriad Transformations Demon Lord drew a deep breath and looked strangely at the others.

"What are you so surprised about? Even if that old bastard hadn't grown stronger, could any of you defeat him?"

"Uh... that's true."

The eleven chuckled awkwardly.

The Myriad Transformations Demon Lord glanced at them, then said in a grave voice,

"It does not matter how strong that old Qingwei is. He was already part of our plan.

When the time comes, as long as that lord creates even a little disturbance, that old bastard will surely rush over to stand guard.

That is the duty of their Ten Great Guardians. We can ignore him completely."

"However, with my daughter captured, some of our plans regarding the Heavenly Dao Sacred Land have now come to nothing."

The Myriad Transformations Demon Lord sighed. As for Ye Xiaoxiao, he had already abandoned her from this moment onward.

She was only one daughter. He had plenty of them.

For the sake of their grand cause, let alone one mere daughter, even if all of his thousands of children died, it would still be worth it.

The other eleven showed no particular reaction to the Myriad Transformations Demon Lord's words.

It was not their loss, anyway.

Suddenly, the Myriad Transformations Demon Lord said again,

"Have you all received the news? What are your thoughts?"

The other eleven exchanged glances and sighed in admiration.

"Unbelievable. Astonishing. Who would have thought that a mere Heavenly Dao Sacred Land could produce such a monstrous genius?

"If another hundred years pass, Jun Wangyou alone may be enough to elevate the Heavenly Dao Sacred Land into one of the Mystic Realm's ten greatest powers!"

"Indeed. If such a monstrous genius had been born in our demonic sect, what would it matter if we had to wait another thousand or ten thousand years? What a pity. This thieving heaven."

"Since we cannot have him, then destroy him! On the Day of Demonic Arrival, Jun Wangyou must die. If he does not, I will never feel at ease. I fear none of you here will be able to sleep soundly either, will you?"

"That's right. Jun Wangyou must die. In my opinion, on the Day of Demonic Arrival, we should march on the Heavenly Dao Sacred Land first!"

At this moment, the Myriad Transformations Demon Lord swept his gaze across the crowd and slowly nodded.

"Since we have reached an agreement, list Jun Wangyou first on the kill list. Eliminate him as a priority!"

"Agreed!"

"Acceptable!"

"Good!"