Who Let Him Cultivate?!

Chapter 581 - 580: The Might of an Ancient Great Demon

"Why do I always have a feeling that something is off about this coffin, one person short, where did Jin Caiwei go?"

The Qionqgi Clan uses ’Jin’ as their surname, and Jin Caiwei is the little Qiongqi mentioned by Fairy Eternity.

Lu Yang: "..."

Why does this sound so odd?

"Wait, someone’s coming. Hurry and call your Senior Sister and the Meng Family kid to leave," Fairy Eternity reminded.

"People are coming to this place?" Lu Yang wondered, knowing that Fairy Eternity wouldn’t deceive him, he then spoke to Third Senior Sister.

"Third Senior Sister, let’s hide quickly, people are entering the tomb!"

"How do you know?" Third Senior Sister was puzzled. She hadn’t noticed anyone, so how did Lu Yang find out?

And why would there be people in a tomb, and another dead Qiongqi?

Lu Yang appeared calm: "Eldest Senior Sister gave me a magic artifact before we set off, which has the ability to warn of danger. Now this artifact is alerting us to danger, so there must definitely be someone coming in."

"Eldest Senior Sister is so partial?" Third Senior Sister didn’t doubt it, such a magic artifact sounded like something the Eldest Senior Sister could offer.

The three of them quickly put everything back in place and sneaked back into the mechanism room.

To prevent tomb robbers from discovering the tomb’s mechanisms, the mechanism room has the ability to block Spiritual Sense, which makes it a perfect hiding spot.

They had no sooner hidden themselves when they heard footsteps coming from the corridor’s entrance.

"By the sound of it, there are two creatures from the Demon Race, one of which is a mature Qiongqi, and the other creature seems like... from the Di Jiang Clan?"

Third Senior Sister’s hearing was extraordinary; she could determine the race of the comers just from the sound of their footsteps.

"Qiongqi and Di Jiang, this combination doesn’t seem like tomb robbers or funeral attendants," Meng Jingzhou scratched his head.

As the two creatures from the Demon Race passed by the mechanism room, Lu Yang was trembling, fearing detection.

"Gold Clan Leader chose a rather unique place for discussions," the envoy of the Di Jiang Clan said with a smile, but he felt a bit scared inside.

When he entered the tomb, he felt as if something were watching him, but apart from the Gold Clan Leader, there were no other demons around.

Could it be that the ancient Qiongqi statue above him was watching?

The ancient Qiongqi is still alive?

The thought alone sent chills down his spine, and he hurriedly shook his head to rid himself of the terrifying idea.

Gold Clan Leader chuckled: "After all, it is a major matter, and we need to settle it under the witness of our ancestors to demonstrate the importance our clan places on the Di Jiang Clan’s proposal."

"The Di Jiang Clan is making such a grand scene in the Qiongqi Clan’s territory?"

Lu Yang transmitted a message to Third Senior Sister, not daring to speak aloud.

The security outside was as strict as if the Dragon Tribe and Phoenix Tribe had sent envoys; although the Di Jiang Clan was said to be a large clan, the Qiongqi Clan wasn’t likely to treat them like this, right?

And even lead them into the Qiongqi tomb?

Third Senior Sister frowned, not quite understanding either, as she had been busy archaeologically examining the tombs of various large clans lately and hadn’t paid much attention to the goings-on in the Demon Territory.

The Gold Clan Leader and the Di Jiang envoy moved further away, their voices becoming too faint to discern, and only cultivators like Third Senior Sister, who had especially trained their hearing, could make out their conversation in the main tomb.

"Greetings to our ancient ancestor," the Gold Clan Leader knelt before the black coffin.

Out of respect for the ancient Qiongqi’s majesty, the Di Jiang envoy had no choice but to kneel as well.

"The Di Jiang Clan has been very active in the Demon Territory lately; several of my old friends have mentioned you to me."

"After the Taozhu Clan Leader mentioned your clan’s idea to me, I was genuinely shocked. A notion as grand as uniting the Demon Territory and establishing the Demon Nation is extraordinary."

The Gold Clan Leader stared coldly at the Di Jiang envoy.

"What surprised me even more is that the Taozhu Clan agreed to your proposal, submissively bowing their heads in fealty," said the Gold Clan Leader.

This was the reason why the Gold Clan Leader felt so threatened and why he had brought the Di Jiang envoy to the Qiongqi tomb.

The Taozhu Clan was about as strong as the Qiongqi Clan; why would they bow their heads in fealty without a special reason?

The Di Jiang envoy sighed, "It can’t be helped. With the coming of the Great Era, countless opportunities have arisen. Great Xia Country is powerful and thriving, with the Five Great Immortal Sects as its backbone. Even the Four Great Devil Sects can’t stir up any trouble there, and they’ve even disbanded the Eternity Sect."

"In contrast, our Demon Territory has had an unbroken lineage since ancient times and, in terms of overall strength, is even stronger than Great Xia, yet we fight amongst ourselves, and based on our attitudes toward the Human race, we’ve split into three different factions."

"How can our Demon Territory, which is as disunited as sand, compete for opportunities in the future?"

"If my Di Jiang Clan were to unify the Demon Territory and then absorb the Sea Clan to establish a supreme Demon Nation, then what would Great Xia or Buddha Country amount to? Merely trifles!"

The Gold Clan Leader watched the Di Jiang Clan Envoy with extreme wariness.

The other’s expression was fervent, not feigned, which meant he truly believed he could achieve this.

Where did the Di Jiang Clan’s confidence come from?

"Does the Di Jiang Clan possess some peerless powerhouse?" Meng Jingzhou transmitted his question.

"As far as I’m aware, there is indeed a powerhouse in the Di Jiang Clan who has reached the Transcendance Tribulation Stage, quite strong indeed, but not capable enough to support such grand ambitions of the Di Jiang Clan."

"Looking back three hundred thousand years, there was a Semi-Immortal, but he has long since died of old age."

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"It is rare for nobility to consider the Demon Territory, which I admire, but sadly my Qiongqi Clan has no interest in competing for dominance, nor do we care about any Demon Nation, so please, Envoy, leave." The Gold Clan Leader ungraciously issued the order to leave.

The Di Jiang Clan’s words were pleasing to the ear, speaking of a supreme Demon Nation, the struggle of a Great Era, suggesting that Great Xia and Buddha Country were but dust. Yet, Great Xia was not so easily dealt with, and a fierce battle was certain to ensue.

As a Clan Leader, he could not lead his tribe into danger.

"Leave?" The Di Jiang Clan Envoy revealed a sinister smile, even more terrifying amidst the graves.

"Gold Clan Leader, it seems you have misunderstood something. I didn’t come here to negotiate with you."

"What are you trying to do!" The Gold Clan Leader roared angrily, his wings unfurled, his tiger eyes wide and round as he bellowed into the heavens.

While talking, the Di Jiang Clan Envoy took a bone Token out of his bosom with the character "Di" inscribed on it.

As soon as this Token was brought out, a terrifying pressure emanated from it, as if a hundred thousand mountains were pressing down on the Gold Clan Leader, making the entire space shake and tremble.

Several figures appeared on the Token, one with a body red as blood and nine snake heads, giving off a cold gaze; this was the great demon Jiuying.

Another with a body as vast as a mountain, resembling a lion, its upward-growing tusks resembling blades of the heavens; this was the great demon Taozhu.

There was also the White Tiger, commanding the aura of slaughter, awe-inspiring and glaring in all directions.

Besides, there were several peerless great demons exuding a similar formidable aura.

The Gold Clan Leader trembled and could hardly stand steadily, nearly kneeling down. These great demons were actually the ancient ancestors of various races, known as demon emperors!

This implied that these Demon Emperors had all submitted to the Di Jiang Clan!

And what drew the most attention was the massive figure among the great demons, red as the blazing sun, with six legs and four wings, eyes agile and avaricious.

The Ancient Di Jiang, a Semi-Immortal great demon!

"Gold Clan Leader, submit to the imprint of my ancient ancestor!" The Envoy laughed heartily, urging the Token again, with even greater pressure.

He had already used this method to brand many great clans with the imprint of servitude.

"This bastard is still alive?" Fairy Eternity recognized the Ancient Di Jiang at a glance.

"Like the Phoenix Tribe genius, he is an embodiment of the Survival Of The Fittest Dao Fruit Outline, which allows control over beings weaker than oneself, and can even decide life and death!"

"That strong?" Lu Yang was taken aback.

"Fairly ordinary, he was just material for ten moves back in my Semi-Immortal days."

The Ancient Di Jiang wasn’t considered very strong in the eyes of Fairy Eternity, but for the Gold Clan Leader, it was as if the sky were falling!

Under the massive pressure, the Gold Clan Leader cracked a wry smile, struggled to stand firmly, and slowly spread open his tiger paws, lying on which was a pristine white feather.

The Ancient Qiongqi Feather!

He had just worshipped the black coffin, seized the opportunity to remove the seal, and taken out this feather!

The Envoy sensed something was wrong. Different from an ancient ancestor known for controlling creatures, the Ancient Qiongqi was known for its combat prowess!

The Gold Clan Leader activated the Ancient Qiongqi Feather, the tiger roar echoed through the heavens, the tomb shook, the ground trembled, and a body larger than mountains filled the main grave, emitting such pressure that the Envoy shivered.

The Ancient Qiongqi lowered its head, its pupils reflecting the figure of the Ancient Di Jiang and those known as Demon Emperors.

Scorning the Ancient Di Jiang, it bared its large mouth, filled with a bloody aura, grinning in a semi-smile as it uttered slowly.

"Fellow Daoist, can you spare some face?"