Sky War Soul

C522 Young Lord's Mind



C522 Young Lord's Mind

"I have exhausted all of my energy and am about to fall into a coma. I will not be able to come out to help you for at least three years."    

    

"You must take care of yourself, and remember not to be too arrogant, and not to be invincible. The TaiGan Continent is very big and there are a lot of experts. There are a lot of existences that you can hardly contend against. "    

    

"…"    

    

When he said till here, the tarin's voice gradually became weaker, and finally completely disappeared.    

    

Chu Yun turned a deaf ear to her, the Heavenly Fate Holy Pellet in his hand, his expression still a little dull.    

    

The words that tarin had said before were simply too shocking, and he still had yet to regain her senses.    

    

saint rank pill, Heavenly Fate Holy Pellet.    

    

One more life.    

    

After refining the first layer's spirit energy, it could be raised to the fifth stage of the Divine Abilities Realm.    

    

After death, the second floor's spirit energy would explode, raising him to the seventh level of Divine Abilities Realm.    

    

This effect alone was enough to instantly kill all the pills.    

    

Of course, no one would commit suicide for no reason at all. What tarin had said before was just an example.    

    

That was an existence that could save a life at a critical moment, how could it be wasted so easily?    

    

Chu Yun took a deep breath, his eyes focusing once again on the pill.    

    

Unbelievable.    

    

That was his only thought.    

    

Returning back, Chu Yun looked at the sleeping tarin on the bed.    

    

In order to refine this saint rank pill, she exhausted all her energy and fell into a deep sleep helplessly.    

    

Chu Yun had mixed feelings about this. If the tarin was purely for freedom, why would she work so hard?    

    

With that in mind, Chu Yun walked over, bent down, and kissed tarin on the cheek.    

    

tarin's eyelashes trembled slightly. Accompanied by her regular breathing, her breasts rose and fell continuously.    

    

After standing up, Chu Yun smiled: "This is what you owe me last time, I will not take the interest."    

    

Next, he once again entered the War Cultivation Hall.    

    

After the tarin fell into a deep slumber, the War Cultivation Hall would need to consume a lot of energy every time it was activated. Fortunately, there was still a lot of energy left in the Cloud Realm that was circulating, so persisting for three years shouldn't be a problem.    

    

In the War Cultivation Hall, Chu Yun looked at the Heavenly Fate Holy Pellet in his hand, his heart feeling extremely excited.    

    

The only saint rank pill in the continent was about to be refined by him.    

    

He calmed his heart down, and his mind became calm. He put the Heaven's Mandate Holy Pellet into his mouth and urged his spirit energy to refine it.    

    

The energy that was as majestic as a tsunami gushed over, the heavenly thunder stirred the earth and fire, Chu Yun only felt a series of thumping sounds from his body, as though a volcano was erupting, directly impacting into the heavens.    

    

Under the resonance of the blast, even the War Cultivation Hall was trembling.    

    

"How many places are left in the Wasteland now?"    

    

Within the huge palace sat a scholarly young man. He smiled as he sat on the throne, and swept his hawk-like eyes over the kneeling demons in front of him.    

    

He clearly did not deliberately release any of his Qi, but as he sat there, he seemed like a born king.    

    

The king's aura, the king's domineering aura.    

    

The people kneeling in front of him were more than ten Demon Ancestor s.    

    

After they heard this, their heartbeat immediately sped up, and they said in a low voice: "According to the initial division, in our Thousand Demons Sect's territory, there are only three gathering areas that are stubbornly resisting."    

    

After the three holy lands of the Monster race were born, they arrogantly divided the entire Western Desolate as if they were their own territories.    

    

Under the bets of the Three Great Holy Grounds, three pieces of the Western Wasteland were carved out. Each piece was occupied by a Holy Land, and what the Holy Land needed to do was to wipe out all resistance in the territory, until the Western Wasteland was completely turned into something in their hands.    

    

"There are three more!"    

    

The young master of the Thousand Demons Sect muttered to herself. Her expression was neither sad nor happy, and no one could guess what he was thinking about.    

    

Several Demon Ancestor trembled and immediately said: "Young Chieftain, as long as we have time, these three gathering places will be cleared sooner or later!"    

    

"Time, time, I know you need time, but am I not one?"    

    

Thousand Demons Sect's Young Master's voice was gentle, like a weak scholar, but it still made people tremble all over, as if they were sitting on pins and needles.    

    

"Young master!"    

    

These Demon Ancestor s wanted to say something, but were interrupted by the Young Master of the Thousand Demons Sect, "There is less than a year left before Father leaves the seal. At this rate, can we take the territory down and use it as a gift for the old man within a year? "    

    

Those Demon Ancestor s were immediately rendered speechless. All of their expressions were of fear as they shivered in fear.    

    

In the outside world, they were all gods of death, but in front of the young master of the Thousand Demons Sect, they did not even dare to speak loudly.    

    

Because they knew very well just how terrifying the strength of this young master of the Thousand Demons Sect before them was.    

    

Although it was still just Divine Abilities Realm, he was able to order the demon slaves of the Thousand Demons Sect's Sacred Masters. Just by this point alone, the group of Demon Ancestor s didn't dare to rebel in the slightest.    

    

"Alright, I won't make things difficult for you."    

    

The young master of the Thousand Demons Sect smiled indifferently: "Last time, when we sent Qing Yu and the others, to go get what I wanted, we were completely annihilated. I was not angry, why did you all have to be so afraid?"    

    

If you are not angry, then you have slaughtered their entire clan!    

    

Isn't that angry?    

    

"I remember one of them. You attacked it three times, but were unable to hit it?"    

    

The young master of the Thousand Demons Sect raised her eyebrows.    

    

"Reporting to the Young Chieftain, we came to Ao Yan City. There were dozens of tribes gathered there, both inside and out. With the help of a large tribe as a leader, they were very strong, so we were unable to take them down."    

    

Those Demon Ancestor s immediately answered, afraid that if they were a second too late, they would be beheaded.    

    

"This isn't easy to fight, let's just focus on fighting the other two!"    

    

The young master of the Thousand Demons Sect was a little impatient. It had been more than a year since the appearance of the Thousand Demons Sect's Sacred Grounds, but they had yet to take down the territories they had divided up.    

    

"Yes sir!"    

    

Demon Ancestor was trembling with fear.    

    

"In a few more days, I will head to the central region. The seeds that I buried before should be sprouting now."    

    

The Young Master of Thousand Demons Sect's gentle and weak face revealed a smile, it was the nature of a demon, a sinister smile.    

    

He stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, as if he was a hunter looking at prey. He said thoughtfully, "I heard that there are nine saints in the Central Region. The current me is also Divine Abilities Realm, so I might as well borrow this method to see whether the Divine Abilities Realm experts of the Central Region are strong or weak compared to how they were back then. "    

    

"Young Lord, you can't!"    

    

Quite a few Demon Ancestor s revealed a panicked expression.    

    

"The resources and strength of the central region are much stronger than that of the Western Wasteland. If the young master rushes forward, he'll definitely be besieged."    

    

One of the Patriarchs spoke out.    

    

Although more than half of the Western Wasteland had been taken over, they knew clearly that there was a reason why the Western Wasteland could be taken over so easily.    

    

There was a sacred place in the Western Wasteland called Totem Mountain.    

    

On Totem Mountain, there were countless supreme experts. Furthermore, the leader of the entire Western Wasteland lived there — the Western Emperor.    

    

It was said that the Western Emperor was the embodiment of totems. The totems that the great tribes worshipped all originated from the Western Emperor.    

    

Aside from the Western Emperor, there were also his followers on Totem Mountain. Although there weren't many of them, they were all top-notch experts.    

    

Before the appearance of the Three Holy Lands, the Demon Race had secretly contacted the foreign races to gather some ambitious foreign experts to attack Totem Mountain together.    

    

Countless experts poured into Totem Mountain, hoping to overthrow the rule of Totem Mountain.    

    

However, just as these foreign experts killed their way into Totem Mountain, there were demons that appeared. They used the top quality spirit weapons of the three Holy Lands to lock down the entire Totem Mountain.    

    

The three sacred grounds of the demon race had these three super top quality spirit weapons. When combined together, their might was even comparable to Holy grade spirit weapon s and had an extremely strong sealing ability.    

    

Those foreign experts, who had been bewitched into rebellion, fought desperately on Totem Mountain. However, the reinforcements of the demon race that had been agreed upon didn't appear. Instead, they were locked inside, unable to leave.    

    

The demon clan experts in scheming and scheming had used the conflict between the foreign forces of the Western Wasteland and Totem Mountain to successfully scheme a way to kill people.    

    

Those foreign experts couldn't escape, they could only fight to the death. In the end, their entire army would definitely be annihilated.    

    

As for the experts on Totem Mountain, even if they killed those foreign experts, it wouldn't be easy for them to break the seals of those three top grade spirit weapons.    

    

Seeing that their plan had succeeded, the three holy lands of the demon race came out one after another, and all sorts of Demon Ancestor appeared.    

    

After the Demon Ancestor appeared, he even used all kinds of sacrificial methods, preparing to break the seal on the three Sacred Masters.    

    

If the three Saint Kings were to appear, they would truly die in the Western Wasteland.    

    

Thus, the reason why the Monster race could so easily take over the Western Wasteland was not only to incite internal strife, but also to restrict Totem Mountain and the Western Emperor.    

    

If that wasn't the case, how could it be so easy to take over one of the Five Regions, the Western Desolate?    

    

Thus, when they heard that Young Master was going to challenge the Nine Saints in the central region, they naturally panicked.    

    

The central region was not the Western Wasteland. Although the Region Emperor had always kept a low profile, the four human emperors were not to be trifled with.    

    

"I have an idea. You guys should hurry up and attack the remaining areas for the rest of the day. I don't want any progress to be so slow."    

    

The Young Master of Thousand Demons Sect extended her slender fingers, as if she was examining something, and the corner of her mouth hooked into a smile.    

    

Those Demon Ancestor were immediately silenced, no one dared to object.    

    

The young master of the Thousand Demons Sect was not satisfied, she stepped on the air and flew up to the top of the sky, then looked down at the vast Western Wasteland and could not help but say: "The Western Wasteland people are like jellyfishes in heaven, who knows how many people are coveting this land, but in the end, it is not what I want. The central region is the end of my conquest, and also the beginning of my conquest! "    

    

At this point, his eyes shot out a bright light, and his figure flashed as he suddenly rushed towards the central region.    

    

Within the Thousand Demons Sect, only ten or so Demon Ancestor s remained, looking at each other in dismay.    

    

The young lord was in a good mood, going as he pleased.    

    

"Don't worry Young Lord, this old servant will go with you!"    

    

Before the young master of the Thousand Demons Sect could walk too far, four rays of light shot into the sky from the palace.    

    

They also had a special name — Demon Slave Guards.    

    

There were four Goblin Servant Guards under the Thousand Demons Sect's Sacred Master. Each of them was extremely strong, and they were the right-hand men in charge of conquering the heavens and the earth.    

    

With them protecting him, even if the Human Emperor were to take action, he wouldn't be able to do anything to the young master of the Thousand Demons Sect.    

    


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