Cultivation: I Signed in with the Talent of an Immortal at the Start

Chapter 79: Conquering the Divine Wind Demon Saint

From a distance, Han Xuanji could see a figure in green, just like him, at the edge of the battlefield.

“Peng Tianqing: Tribulation Transcendence Realm Third Layer, Great General of Ten Thousand Demons Country, known as Shen Feng Demon Saint. His true form is a Peng Clan Azure Peng. His Bloodline is extraordinary, and his strength is formidable. He once devoured a Human Race city of tens of millions by himself. He was instructed by the Demon Emperor to stir up the situation in East Cangzhou, paving the way for a future invasion of East Cangzhou.”

A Tribulation Transcendence Realm Great Demon!

Han Xuanji’s heart slightly trembled.

He hadn’t noticed it at first, which meant the other party’s concealment methods were not weak.

It wasn’t until he activated his Cave Void Divine Eye and meticulously probed that he discovered the other party’s true Realm.

Now, after checking his background with the System function, it was indeed suspicious.

This Yao Race seemed to have big ambitions!

“Shen Feng Demon Saint?”

Suddenly, Han Xuanji thought of something.

Isn’t this Xiao Bai’s enemy?

He’d run right into his hands.

Soon, Han Xuanji’s figure was like smoke, silently merging into the Void Realm.

The next instant, he appeared within an inch of Shen Feng Demon Saint’s side.

Without a single word, the xuanming weak water pearl was fiercely unleashed!

The moment he made his move, an invisible concealment Spell formation instantly unfolded, completely isolating the area from the outside world, ensuring no one could spy on them.

Combined with Han Xuanji’s Weak Water Law, the power unleashed by the xuanming weak water pearl was unimaginable.

As a Tribulation Transcendence Realm Great Demon, Shen Feng Demon Saint’s spiritual perception was incredibly sharp; he detected Han Xuanji almost the instant he appeared.

But then, an extremely terrifying power suddenly descended.

His proud speed was useless at this moment, just as the thought arose.

The power of Weak Water enveloped him.

Even a Tribulation Transcendence Realm Great Demon found it difficult to withstand this power of Weak Water.

“No!”

Shen Feng Demon Saint roared in his heart, filled with disbelief.

He couldn’t speak, nor could he fight back.

As for Primordial Spirit Leaving the Body, he didn’t dare!

This was a fear of death he had never experienced since his birth.

His proud demon body was instantly corroded, and his divine speed and Divine Power were rendered useless.

“Impossible…”

Shen Feng Demon Saint was on the verge of collapse; the opponent’s unfathomable methods left him utterly helpless.

Terrifying.

Too terrifying.

Under his almost despairing gaze, Han Xuanji pulled out an ancient scroll.

The Myriad Demons Illustrated Book.

As the scroll unfolded, a deep, profound light instantly enveloped Shen Feng Demon Saint’s Tribulation Transcendence Realm Demon Soul.

The light flashed and vanished, like a clay ox entering the sea, being absorbed into the scroll without any resistance.

The entire process took less than a breath.

Han Xuanji saw only a glowing dot, emitting a faint green light, appear on the scroll.

As he invested his Divine Thought, the space inside the scroll instantly became clear.

A colossal Peng bird, with wings spanning the sky and feathers like cast azure gold, was looking towards the horizon in terror.

At this moment, Shen Feng Demon Saint’s eyes were filled with horror:

“How is this possible… How could you, a Human Race Cultivator, possess my Yao Race’s supreme treasure, the Myriad Demons Illustrated Book?!”

He remembered that the Myriad Demons Illustrated Book had been lost in a certain great battle.

For years, the Yao Race had sent countless masters to search for its whereabouts, never expecting it to be in this person’s hands.

Could it be that…

The other party wanted to use this to rule their Yao Race?

Thinking of this, Shen Feng Demon Saint couldn’t help but feel a sense of despair.

At the same time, he couldn’t quite understand how the Myriad Demons Illustrated Book, a supreme treasure of the Yao Race, could be used by a Human Race.

A sacred object of the Yao Race like the Myriad Demons Illustrated Book possessed profound spiritual essence; it was extremely difficult to control unless one possessed the Yao Race’s imperial Bloodline.

Unless… the person before him was an Immortal!

Shen Feng Demon Saint couldn’t help but tremble.

Meanwhile, a wisp of Han Xuanji’s Divine Thought descended leisurely into the scroll space, transforming into an illusory human figure.

Facing the enormous Peng bird that was like a mountain, he was as tiny as dust, but with just a thought, he could activate the power of the scroll and utterly crush its Divine Soul.

He could even discern some of the other party’s thoughts, and easily tell if he was lying.

“Immortal Venerable, spare my life! This lowly one is willing to serve you as master, for all eternity, with absolutely no second thoughts!”

Shen Feng Demon Saint no longer had any of the arrogance befitting a Demon Saint; he was like a chick whose neck was squeezed, his posture utterly humble.

“Heh.”

Han Xuanji’s indifferent voice rang out:

“The Demon Emperor sent you to be a vanguard, to stir up trouble in East Cangzhou?”

Shen Feng Demon Saint’s body stiffened; the other party even knew this?

He didn’t dare to hesitate in the slightest, quickly kowtowing: “Yes… yes! This lowly one infiltrated this place under the Demon Emperor’s secret order, to seize an opportunity to create chaos, weaken the Human Race’s power, and… and pave the way for the future invasion.”

“How many strong Cultivators does the Yao Race currently have? Are there any in the Ascension Realm?”

Han Xuanji asked.

“Reporting to Immortal Venerable!”

“To my knowledge, the Yao Race currently has twelve Tribulation Transcendence Realm strong Cultivators, over a thousand Body Integration Yao Race members, and the Demon Emperor possesses the power of previous Demon Emperors, allowing him to unleash power comparable to the Ascension Realm.”

Shen Feng Demon Saint dared not conceal anything, spilling everything like beans from a bamboo tube.

“Twelve Tribulation Transcendence Realm…”

Han Xuanji’s Divine Thought stirred slightly, and a ripple couldn’t help but rise in his heart.

The Yao Race’s foundation far exceeded his previous estimates.

One must know that the entire East Cangzhou had no openly known Tribulation Transcendence Realm strong cultivators; the Old Ancestor who rushed back also returned from overseas.

His few journeys, traversing through Great Xia, only allowed him to sense a decaying Tribulation Transcendence Realm aura in the Great Xia Imperial City.

Yet the Yao Race had over a dozen, and even a Demon Emperor comparable to the Ascension Realm, which was not to be underestimated.

No wonder they had the ambition to invade East Cangzhou.

“Is the Demon Emperor not afraid of the strong Cultivators from Central Continent making a move?”

Han Xuanji inquired.

The Human Race occupied most of the blessed lands on the Nine Heavens Continent; their strength was naturally far superior to the Yao Race’s.

Central Continent was even more of a hidden dragon and crouching tiger, where even Tribulation Transcendence Realm Great Demons were merely mountain-guarding Divine Beasts for some Immortal Sects.

“The Demon Emperor only wishes to use this opportunity to step out of the Ten Thousand Demons Country, so that he can gain the initiative in negotiations with the Human Race.”

Shen Feng Demon Saint answered honestly.

Han Xuanji immediately understood.

As long as the Yao Race showed enough determination and strength, in order to avoid an all-out war and widespread suffering, those high and mighty Immortal Sects in Central Continent would likely choose to compromise and sacrifice the interests of East Cangzhou.

“That’s quite a shrewd plan.”

Han Xuanji said no more.

He ignored Shen Feng Demon Saint and turned his attention to the battle in the sky.

…

Ten thousand zhang Void Realm.

Two figures flickered.

The roar of Spells was like thunder, treasure light tore through the sky, and terrifying energy storms raged above the Nine Heavens.

Every collision caused the heavens and earth to lose their color.

At this Realm, unless there was overwhelming power, it was difficult to determine a winner in a short time.

Unless one side’s weakness was very obvious, or one side greatly restrained the other.

Yu Hantian felt a bit annoyed at this moment.

“Has the Blood River Old Ghost not arrived yet?”

His Realm was inferior to Heaven Jade Perfected Person, but being both in the Tribulation Transcendence Realm, it was also difficult for the other party to kill him.

“Hmph! You Devil Head are indeed quite strong.”

Heaven Jade Perfected Person blew his jade flute, and vast spiritual Qi transformed into countless spiritual lights, striking towards the other party.

As the one with the higher Realm, he currently held the advantage.

But he vaguely felt something was amiss in his heart.

Suddenly, Yu Hantian’s lips curved into a strange arc.

Heaven Jade Perfected Person quickly realized something was wrong.

A powerful and defiling aura slowly rose.