Eternal Life: My Lifespan Increases Daily

“Is he guarding the southern part of Yun Province?”

“Yes, I also heard he previously slew a Great Demon from the Eight-eyed White Worm Race in Yuan Province!” the Bat Demon timidly added.

The Great Demon Fire Monster shuddered upon hearing this.

“Great King, should we continue our attack on the southern territories of Yun Province?” the Bat Demon weakly asked.

“Attack, my ass!” The Great Demon hurriedly stood up, stepping out from the mouth of the volcano.

“Whoever wants this mission can take it; I’m not getting involved!”

After saying this, the Great Demon twisted his body and headed into the depths of Yan Province, fearing that the feared individual in the rumors might come looking for trouble.

He didn’t possess the abilities of the Eight-eyed White Worm Race, nor the immense power of the Thunder Wheel Tiger King.

If targeted by that person, he was sure to meet his end.

“Great King, wait for me…”

A group of demons saw the Great King fleeing and hastily followed suit.

“Inform all demons under our command to retreat to Yan Province; do not set foot in Yun Province again!”

The voice of the Great Demon echoed in all directions, and upon receiving the order, the demons began to withdraw from the southern territories of Yun Province.

Such is the power of reputation; years ago, Hua Sichen single-handedly ascended the mountain to slay a Demon King, his prominent fame intimidating the Ten Thousand Demons!

And now, Song Changming’s name surpasses Hua Sichen’s!

“Great King, the Fire Monsters from Yan Province have withdrawn overnight.” A scout returned to the main city, reporting the situation.

In the Prince’s Mansion, Prince Cui, Hu Tomb, and Song Changming were gathered, drinking. Upon hearing the scout’s report, Prince Cui couldn’t help but inquire.

“Do you know why?”

“From what captured Fire Monsters have said, it’s because their Great King, fearing Marshal Song’s reputation, fled…” the scout promptly replied.

Upon hearing this, Prince Cui and Hu Tomb both looked at Song Changming, who was leisurely enjoying new wine nearby.

“Changming, you’re now the guardian deity of Cui Bai Dao and even Yun Province.” Hu Tomb remarked with a smile.

“Having this name has its usefulness, not bad at all. Brother Hu, don’t tease me.” Song Changming chuckled, shaking his head.

During this gathering, he had already informed the two of his uproarious venture at Thunderstruck Mountain.

Thus, upon hearing the scout’s report, Prince Cui and Hu Tomb were not overly shocked, and instead, their words carried a tone of jest and admiration towards Song Changming.

“To scare off the invading demon army with just a reputation, Changming, you’re one of a kind. Even our current Emperor Yun doesn’t possess such ability.” Prince Cui also laughed.

“Great King was joking; my strength still falls far short of His Majesty’s.” Song Changming shook his head.

He hadn’t overestimated himself to the point of losing perspective.

Emperor Yun’s power and cultivation, if he guessed correctly, were almost above all Martial Arts Grandmasters, at the level of the Supreme Grandmaster Realm!

With such cultivation, he overshadowed all martial artists and noble families in Yun Province, giving no chance for any rebellion or internal turmoil.

Additionally, he constantly intimidated all Great Demon Kings in the Demon Realm, making them fearful of casually appearing in Yun Province.

In comparison, Song Changming merely achieved short-term fame with impressive battles, scaring off a few Great Demons, and did not have Emperor Yun’s long-lasting deterrent power over the ruling classes of Great Demon Kings in the Demon Realm.

This is precisely the difference in strength.

Of course, this gap in power, after the recent opportunity at Thunder Pool, had been considerably closed, and was no longer an unreachable distance, which was quite significant for Song Changming.

Thus, he felt confident knowing to what level he needed to cultivate to match Emperor Yun’s strength.

“No matter the case, thanks to you, Changming, we can relax a bit from now on.” Prince Cui said while enjoying his drink.

“Indeed, if no demons dare infringe upon Cui Bai Dao, it allows us a chance to recover and possibly means I won’t have to keep mining in Lei City for too long.” Hu Tomb agreed, nodding.

“Observe for a few more days, then redeploy our military forces based on the circumstances.” Prince Cui stated.

“…”

Then, over several months of observation, it was evident that due to Song Changming’s presence, the powerful Demon Race no longer dared to invade.

They all knew that coming meant certain death, and having reached this level of cultivation, no demon wanted to come to die.

Even across the entire southern part of Yun Province, pressure from Demon Race invasions sharply reduced.

Only some ignorant and fearless Little Demons still dared to tread on Cui Bai Dao’s territory, but these Little Demons posed no serious threat.

In this way, June arrived.

On this day, south of Cui Bai Dao, was Feng City.

This city, the furthest frontier among Human Race’s great cities, had indeed weathered many storms.

Whenever there’s a Demon Race invasion, this city is always first to bear the brunt, and this year was no exception as it was another year surrounded by Demon Race.

Within the lands of Feng City, South Maple Forest.

A small group of Demon Race traveled through it, their emanating Demon Qi instantly dyed this once vibrant forest with an extra layer of demonic hue, rendering it eerie and cold.

The birds and beasts sensed the Demon Qi and fled in all directions, frightened.

A stout demon held a blood-dripping deer leg in his hand, chewing vigorously.

After swallowing a piece of meat, he spat out a bloody saliva.

“Awful, just awful!” the demon complained.

“Big Brother, when will we get to eat humans? That’s the real gourmet!”

The leading Demon Commander grinned, “We’re almost there, don’t worry.”

“Big Brother, I’ve heard that all the demons here have withdrawn, are we really safe still plundering here…” Some demons in the group feared and hesitantly spoke.

“Humph, what’s there to fear?”

The Demon Commander dismissed their concerns, “The Great King is afraid of the Human Race’s supreme expert, but such a high-profile figure wouldn’t care about some missing people in a remote place like this… Rest assured, we’ll just loot one Human Race village, then leave immediately, there’ll be no trouble.”