There are a total of six Nascent Soul Demon Lord have landed this time.
There are only three here.
This is because there are three others above Ning Country, namely True Lord Huoyang and True Lord Kuchan, who suppress and refine the Vast Waves Alliance.
The Crimson Flame Demon Lord stared intently, silently watching the Jade Spring Sect gradually sink into the boundless sea of demons.
Beside him, Demon Lord Tenggong remained silent as well.
However, there was a look of excitement in his eyes, and his jet-black robes, which were like scales, also had a magical light flowing like the open mouth of a snake, clearly indicating that he had ideas.
These two demons are both old demons at the Nascent Soul Middle Stage Peak. They also retain their true demonic forms due to their unique bloodlines, allowing them to maintain their peak state for far longer than ordinary human Nascent Soul at the Nascent Soul stage.
Jade Spring Sect is a treasure trove.
But this precious land... is going to be monopolized by the Heaven-Hating Devil Lord...
Even though they knew they were probably no match for this old monster, there was still an important person standing before them!
The woman was dressed in a purple-gold spirit armor, and her face naturally exuded an air of authority. Two short, straight horns grew on her smooth forehead, and blue-purple lightning occasionally flickered on the horns.
She was born into a noble family, the younger sister of Bei Gongxuan, the current Beigong Xuan of the Flood Dragon Clan. Unlike her brother, a black Jiaolong, she was born a purple Jiaolong and was endowed with the great fortune of the Flood Dragon Clan. Sixty years ago, she successfully cultivated to the Nascent Soul Late Stage of the Nascent Soul realm and then recuperated and stabilized her cultivation at sea.
Even now, his elder brother, Beigong Xuan, has gone to the Ten Thousand Rivers Sea to plot for that immortal island.
Before leaving, he entrusted her with the affairs of the Jade Spring Sect and other matters, instructing her to cooperate with the Heaven-Hating Devil Lord and plot against the Jade Spring Sect.
The dragon was domineering. Even though the Crimson Flame Demon Lord had a much longer lifespan and more seniority, he didn't dare to utter a sound in front of this Nascent Soul Late Stage Purple Dragon. He could only stand behind her without saying a word.
Beigong Lan simply stared silently at the purplish-black demonic sea before her, without uttering a word.
The Heaven-Hating Devil Lord's demonic Divine Ability are unpredictable and incredibly powerful...
But she wasn't so afraid that she wouldn't even dare to make a move.
She was just waiting.
Waiting for a turning point, then the thing that her Flood Dragon Clan sensed a few years ago should appear.
True Lord Qingchen felt as if he had been plunged into an endless, desolate sea of demons.
Falling!
The relentless feeling of falling came from all directions, along with the constant murmurs of demonic words in my mind's sea of consciousness, and the endless stream of illusions.
He knew that he had fallen into the clutches of Hentian's Divine Ability.
He also knew that... severely injured and suppressed by the Hentian Divine Ability, he was like a scholar without the strength to even kill a chicken, and could only quietly wait for death to come.
He most likely understood Hentian's scheme, which was to transform him into Hentian's shadow form.
then.
In this sinking sea of demons, True Lord Qingchen endured the interference of noisy demonic words and the sinking of boundless illusions, preserving the last bit of clarity in his mind, and made a decision in his heart.
" Yajie, come out!"
Ding-dong!
Like the tinkling of a spring, rolling light blue water gradually emerged from the lake of his heart, and a Daoist in green robes appeared, his sleeves fluttering, his eyes upturned, and three overlapping plain blue rings in each of his two vertical blue pupils, exuding both cunning and ferocity. Accompanied by the drizzling rain, he walked to the last bit of clarity in True Lord Qingchen's spiritual platform.
"How?"
The man in blue spoke, his tone laced with schadenfreude. Looking at the impending destruction of Qingchen, he couldn't help but mock, "You want me to save you? Save the Jade Spring Sect?"
"Please?"
Qingchen's voice was weaker than ever before, but his tone remained incredibly strong. He simply said, " Yajie, have you forgotten that we are now one? If I die, how will you fare?"
The Daoist in green... no, I should say the Green Chi Yajie, chuckled softly, "Are you threatening me?"
I am stating the facts.
Yajie stepped forward, and the fine drizzle around him intensified. He then extended a finger towards the purplish-black color gradually emerging on True Lord Qingchen's body, and said with undisguised mockery, "Look at yourself now, you can barely protect yourself, yet you still have the nerve to threaten me!"
" Qingchen, where do you get the audacity to threaten my Yajie?"
He didn't roar, but within this lake of his heart, a blue light surged like a dragon.
True Lord Qingchen looked at him quietly, his face expressionless.
He knew that what Yajie said was true.
In his current state, he certainly has no right to threaten anyone.
But he understood the Yajie's nature even better—this Green Chi, though capricious and vengeful, had a fatal weakness—
He valued his life.
He was originally a dragon from the Eastern Splendor Continent, possessing the Spirit Transformation Peak realm. Later, he suffered a great calamity, his physical body was destroyed, and only his dragon soul remained, which was suppressed. He was waiting for the right opportunity to be completely refined and become resources for others.
In order to protect the Jade Spring Sect, True Lord Qingchen had no choice but to take in his dragon soul and, by utilizing his original status, unleash his current strength, which is comparable to the Nascent Soul Late Stage.
What is borrowed is ultimately borrowed; it can never compare to the solid foundation of what one has earned through one's own efforts.
Qingchen understood even better.
The Heaven-Hating Devil Lord dominated him throughout, and the Green Chi might have played a part in that.
But the situation has already reached this point, and dwelling on who is right and who is wrong is pointless.
The two sides remained in a silent standoff.
Qingchen remained calm, Yajie remained even calmer.
The man and the dragon stared at each other silently until the purplish-black demonic light gradually climbed up, engulfing True Lord Qingchen's lower body, then his upper body, and finally moving up his neck...
But Qingchen showed no fear whatsoever, simply staring calmly at the Yajie face.
Both sides are gambling.
By betting that the other party will break through their bottom line before you do, and then speaking first, you end up at a disadvantage in this confrontation.
The purplish-black demonic light spread inch by inch, climbing up to True Lord Qingchen's Adam's apple.
Like venomous snakes, they spread along his smooth face toward his head, first his mouth, then his nose... and finally his entire head... until only his peach blossom eyes remained.
But Qingchen still didn't speak, only frowned slightly, and quietly looked at the Green Chi soul in front of him, until the purple-black demonic light covered his right eye, leaving only his left eye.
At a certain moment.
The purplish-black color that had spread across Qingchen's left eye gradually settled, preserving the last sliver of his vision.
The Yajie face, ever-changing and unpredictable, was reflected in the water.
The Yajie coldly stared at the person before it, a pale blue light protecting its last remaining eye. The Green Chi spoke fiercely and sinisterly, "I want your body!"
"Can."
The sect leader of the Jade Spring Sect calmly said, "I can give you my physical body, but you must save my Jade Spring Sect from this predicament today. In the future, if there is a great calamity or if any of my sect members come to you for help, you must also lend a hand."
"Three times!"
"Make a deal."