Myriad Transformations Demon Lord, Jun Wangyou Must Die

RUMBLE!

A giant palm of black and gold clashed, plunging the world into darkness for an instant.

This was followed by a deafening roar and a sky-covering shockwave.

Jun Wangyou was sent flying in an instant, completely unable to resist the shockwave of the collision.

After an unknown amount of time, the aftershocks subsided.

The middle-aged man condensed from demonic energy had vanished.

In his place, before Ye Xiaoxiao, True Man Qingwei stood with a grim expression.

Not far away, Jun Wangyou quickly ran over.

He was somewhat disheveled, with a lingering sense of fear on his face.

He hadn't expected Ye Xiaoxiao to possess such a trump card.

This was his fault for not considering everything thoroughly.

Ye Xiaoxiao was, after all, a Saintess. How could she dare to enter the Heavenly Dao Sacred Land alone without any trump cards?

"Good disciple, are you alright?"

True Man Qingwei asked with concern.

Jun Wangyou shook his head and chuckled:

"With you here, Master, how could I possibly be harmed?"

"You rascal."

True Man Qingwei shook his head and smiled, then pointed at Ye Xiaoxiao and asked:

"Who is this person? She actually managed to summon the Myriad Transformations Demon Lord."

Jun Wangyou's expression turned serious:

"Reporting to Master, this woman's name is Ye Xiaoxiao, the Saintess of the Myriad Transformations Demonic Sect. As for that demonic shadow just now, judging by its tone, it was her father."

"Father?"

True Man Qingwei was slightly surprised, then asked doubtfully:

"Good disciple, how did you discover this?"

Jun Wangyou recounted truthfully:

"Reporting to Master, before I joined the Sacred Land, I had encountered this woman. This morning, after hearing you speak of the Myriad Transformations Demonic Sect, I remembered."

"Oh? Then why didn't you tell me face-to-face at the time?"

True Man Qingwei looked at Jun Wangyou with a half-smile.

Jun Wangyou's face showed embarrassment, "Uh... well..."

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

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

Jun Wangyou wore a guilty smile.

"Hmm, you're thoughtful, disciple. Tell me, what reward do you want?"

True Man Qingwei stroked his beard and smiled, looking at Jun Wangyou with great affection.

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

"Spirit Stones! The more the better, I won't be picky."

True Man Qingwei's face, which had been full of doting smiles, immediately darkened upon hearing this.

"You little fellow..."

True Man Qingwei shook his head and chuckled, then waved his hand, and a storage bag fell into Jun Wangyou's hand.

"Inside this are 1 million Low-grade Spirit Stones and 2000 Foundation Establishment Pills."

"For the time being, do not descend the mountain unless absolutely necessary, and do not see anyone. Cultivate diligently on the mountain."

Jun Wangyou nodded gently, happily opened the storage bag, and then glanced at its contents, his smile deepening.

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

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

The pressure that demonic shadow had exerted on him just now was too immense; he was definitely an Ascension Realm big shot.

True Man Qingwei pondered for a moment, then slowly said:

"This Myriad Transformations Demon Lord is the Sect Master of the Myriad Transformations Demonic Sect, with late-stage Ascension Realm cultivation. He is extremely skilled in transformation techniques. You must be careful, because he has very likely set his sights on you."

True Man Qingwei's expression was quite serious.

Jun Wangyou nodded earnestly. Did he even need to say that?

After beating up his daughter this badly, it would be strange if he wasn't targeted.

"My good disciple, your Master is leaving. The Sacred Land has been restless lately, so you be careful too."

True Man Qingwei lectured Jun Wangyou while carrying Ye Xiaoxiao in one hand.

"Farewell, Master," Jun Wangyou bowed.

True Man Qingwei left, and Jun Wangyou watched his retreating figure, his heart feeling warm.

Given True Man Qingwei's status, how could he possibly carry such a storage bag with him?

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

Without a doubt, this was something True Man Qingwei had prepared specifically for Jun Wangyou.

"Sigh, a child with a mother is truly blessed," Jun Wangyou chuckled and sighed, then he also left.

In the northern part of the Eastern Continent, atop a towering, majestic mountain peak.

A colossal black palace stood on the summit.

At this moment, an enraged roar, reaching the peak of fury, emanated from within the palace!

"True Man Qingwei!! This Lord and you are irreconcilable enemies!! Ahhhhhh!"

Deep within the palace.

It resembled an abyss, with no visible top upwards and only endless, deep darkness below, as if leading straight to hell.

And in the center of this abyss, twelve colossal black demonic pillars stood suspended in mid-air.

Upon each demonic pillar sat a figure, resembling a demon god.

The furious roar just now had been uttered by one of these figures.

And this person was the Myriad Transformations Demon Lord.

A supreme figure of the Demonic Path in the Eastern Continent, his strength might not be the absolute strongest, but with his mastery of transformation techniques, no one dared to underestimate him.

He was practically the King of Assassins in the Eastern Continent, and even within the Mystic Realm, he held a significant position.

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

The other eleven figures opened their eyes in unison, looking towards the Demon Lord, and asked in confusion:

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

The Myriad Transformations Demon Lord, surrounded by swirling demonic energy, his form appearing ethereal and illusory, gradually calmed down after his outburst.

Hearing his companion's question, he spoke with a cold face and a deep voice:

"My daughter has been captured by that old fellow Qingwei. I exchanged a palm strike with him and discovered that his strength has grown again over these years. I fear he is close to becoming an immortal."

"What?!"

The other eleven figures were shocked, their faces filled with disbelief.

The Myriad Transformations Demon Lord took a deep breath and looked at the others, saying strangely:

"What are you all so surprised about? Even if this old fellow's strength hadn't grown, do you think you could defeat him?"

"Uh... that's true."

The eleven figures chuckled sheepishly.

The Myriad Transformations Demon Lord glanced at everyone and continued in a deep voice:

"It doesn't matter how strong the old Qingwei is. He was already part of our plan.

Once that Lord makes a move, this old fellow will inevitably have to rush to defend.

It's the duty of their Ten Great Guardians, so we can completely disregard him."

"As for the Heavenly Dao Sacred Land, with my daughter captured now, some of their plans for the Heavenly Dao Sacred Land are also declared null and void."

The Myriad Transformations Demon Lord sighed. As for Ye Xiaoxiao, he had already given up on her.

She was just one daughter; he had plenty more.

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

Listening to the Myriad Transformations Demon Lord's words, the other eleven figures showed little expression on their faces.

After all, it wasn't them suffering the loss.

Suddenly, the Myriad Transformations Demon Lord spoke again: "Have you all received the news? What are your thoughts?"

The other eleven figures exchanged glances and lamented:

"Unbelievable, astonishing! We never expected such a monstrous talent to emerge from a mere Heavenly Dao Sacred Land.

If a hundred years pass, Jun Wangyou alone might be enough to elevate the Heavenly Dao Sacred Land to the top ten overlords of the Mystic Realm!"

"Indeed. If such a monstrous talent were born in our Demonic Sect, what does it matter if we wait another thousand or ten thousand years? What a pity, this damned fate."

"If I can't have it, then I'll destroy it! On the day the demons descend, Jun Wangyou must die. If he doesn't die, I won't find peace, and I doubt anyone here will be able to sleep soundly either."

"That's right, this Jun Wangyou must die. In my opinion, on the day the demons descend, we should first march on the Heavenly Dao Sacred Land!"

At this moment, the Myriad Transformations Demon Lord surveyed everyone and slowly nodded.

"Since we've reached an agreement, then let's put Jun Wangyou at the top of the kill list and eliminate him first!"

"Agreed!"

"Agreed!"

"Good!"