The First Demon of the Chan Sect-Chapter 95 - 41 Shuiyuan Palace

"Hehe..." Li Qingming chuckled lightly, waving his hand dismissively as he said, "If you wish to know who I am, you might as well go ask Demon Ancestor Luo Hou!"

As soon as Li Qingming finished speaking, his eyes suddenly became as deep as the vast starry sky, and the God Slaying Spear that emitted a sky-high Evil Qi buzzed through the Nine Heavens as he violently swung its handle. In the blink of an eye, earth, fire, wind, and water surged tumultuously, with strands of Chaotic Aura permeating the air as if Heaven and Earth were opening anew, and the originally shattered Void collapsed instantly.

An inky black hole suddenly appeared in mid-air, unleashing an unrivaled sucking force that furiously gushed out.

"Ah, no!"

"Damn ox-nose!"

"No, I don’t want to return to Chaos!"

The black hole’s sucking force insanely tore at the Heavenly Demons, with the one who claimed to be the Heavenly Demon Protector bearing the brunt.

The leading Heavenly Demon’s expression suddenly changed drastically, and he frantically mobilized the black Spiritual Energy around him. His body roiled with darkness like an impending Demon God. His originally diminutive body unexpectedly swelled to a towering height, looking down upon Li Qingming from a great height.

"Hehe!" Li Qingming gently laughed again, seemingly holding the Heavenly Demon’s gaze in contempt. Once more, he swung the God Slaying Spear, its tip pointing downward, fiercely thrusting it down!

"Boom!"

An even more terrifying inexhaustible devouring force, like a fierce beast breaking free from its cage, bared its sharp fangs menacingly at the Heavenly Demon before it. The crazy force that tore through space lunged at the Heavenly Demon.

Before it could even scream out, the body of the ten thousand zhang tall Heavenly Demon was torn apart by the onrushing devouring force like a tidal wave, exploding into a shower of blood and vanishing in an instant!

"Ah!"

Soon, the Heavenly Demons in the sky and the severed limbs on the ground were all swallowed by the black hole, leaving the world once again in tranquility.

Li Qingming withdrew the Qiankun Map and the God Slaying Spear, repairing the space before him. He walked slowly towards the trembling three brothers of the Yellow Wind Demon.

"Thump!"

Before he even got close, the three exchanged a glance and with tacit understanding, they nodded to each other. Employing some technique, their figures suddenly blurred and they faded into the Void, disappearing from sight.

Sensing the scattering Space Power, Li Qingming furrowed his brows and murmured, "Space Law? Interesting!"

Li Qingming stretched out his hands, enveloped in the misty Yuqing Power, and suddenly reached forward, capturing the fading threads of Space Power, letting his Primordial Spirit sense the departing spatial fluctuations.

After a moment, a flash of brilliance shot from his eyes as he said, "The Southernmost Land!"

With a swipe of his right palm, a crack about three meters tall abruptly formed. Li Qingming stepped into it and when he reemerged from the space, he was already at the Southernmost Ice Field.

What a world of ice and snow.

Everything that met the eye was white. The desolate and lonely ice field brought piercingly cold winds with an endless expanse of snow without a single plant, carrying a sense of desolation and sorrow.

The towering mountains, perennially covered with unknown depths of snow, could collapse the snow-capped peaks with even the slightest sound. Ice foxes and snow minks leaped up from time to time across the ice field, rolling and frolicking without any natural predators to threaten them on the snow plain.

"Hehe, running quite fast, aren’t they?" Li Qingming closed his eyes to search for a little while, then, opening his eyes, he said, "I’m curious to see where you are trying to go!"

"Swoosh!"

The Vertical Earth Golden Light Technique burst forth, and Li Qingming turned into a streak of green light, shooting rapidly towards the southern ice field.

Far ahead, three streaks of light were flying with astonishing speed.

"Big brother, do you think our Master can save us?" The Yellow Wind Demon’s complexion was yellowish, clearly exhausted from expending a vast amount of Mana.

"Third brother, Master will definitely find a way to save us. After all, we are his only family. The only fear is dragging Master into this!" The man in the green robe sighed softly, his expression rather helpless.

"Alright, let’s hurry on our way! In a quarter of an hour, we’ll reach ’Shuiyuan Palace.’ Once we see Master, we’ll explain everything in detail!" The man in the red robe suddenly interrupted their conversation, speaking up.

...

After traveling for about half an hour, Li Qingming stopped in front of a vast expanse of white fog.

"The presence of the Yellow Wind Demon siblings vanished right here! This fog is quite strange; even with my Quasi-Saint Peak Primordial Spirit Cultivation, I can’t penetrate it! Curious!"

Li Qingming frowned and habitually touched his smooth chin, circling around in front of the white mist again and again.

"Enter the mist and try!" Unable to figure it out, Li Qingming simply stopped thinking about it and strode into the midst of the fog. With his current level of cultivation, who could kill him anyway? Even Hong Jun, that old pervert, could only seal Li Qingming. Kill him? Dream on!

Once Li Qingming entered the mist, he saw that dense fog filled the air in all directions.

The thick, rolling fog surged and would occasionally be accompanied by the roaring sound of Heavenly Thunder.

Li Qingming observed for a while and frowned, murmuring to himself: "Array?"

At this moment, the dense fog crazily gathered and swirled towards the center, compressing there. Fierce Beasts with their claws bared and fangs showing, their bodies entwined with thick bolts of lightning, exuding a ferocious and malevolent aura, seemed ready to break through the Nine Heavens.

"Roar!"

A White Tiger, formed entirely of fog with eyes full of life and sharp fangs and claws, exuded an enigmatic aura of Chaos and charged at Li Qingming with a roar.

Li Qingming’s eyes sparkled as he casually threw out the God Slaying Spear, aiming for the underside of the White Tiger’s jaw.

The White Tiger, as if sentient, leaped back to dodge the attack of the God Slaying Spear, and its tail, hard as steel and flexible as a whip, viciously lashed towards Li Qingming’s waist.

"Clang!"

Li Qingming raised his spear to block, and the crisp sound of metal clashing dispersed the fog in the air.

More beasts made of white fog, such as White Dragons, White Phoenixes, White Bears, and so on, fiercely shook their wings that could cover the sky, or their muscular limbs, as they fearlessly charged at Li Qingming.

Li Qingming smiled faintly, summoning Green Bamboo, which transformed into a massive seal several hundred feet in diameter, and brutally crushed down with the might of ten thousand jun.

"Boom!"

The fog filled the air and the assailants once again became part of the white mist, only to appear somewhat smaller than before.

"Crack!"

Lightning flickered, and fierce beasts formed once more.

Li Qingming realized that as long as the white fog did not disperse, and the lightning remained, these fierce beasts would continue to take form again and again, countless and endless.

"Hmph! If that’s the case, I’ll just drain you dry!" Li Qingming, too, was irritated by this tedious trick. The violence brimming within him could no longer be held back.

"Roar!"

Li Qingming let out an angry roar and transformed into his original form: a bear-like creature atop hundred feet tall with lightning flickering on its brow, an imposing figure that stood tall as if it could hold up the sky, its malevolent aura surging like formidable waves, seemingly ready to swallow the Nine Heavens.

"Roar!"

With another tremendous roar, Li Qingming opened his gaping maw and began to frantically devour. Although he had never seen the ’Northern Abyss Divine Swallow’ technique of the Kunpeng Demon Master, it was probably far inferior to Li Qingming’s own devouring power.

This was a boiling ocean, the world of fog, and Li Qingming had no idea how many types of fog, flickering with lightning, were swallowed by him. The fierce beasts formed from the white fog entered Li Qingming’s massive mouth with no sign of emotion in their eyes.

Li Qingming’s body was bursting with Blood Qi, displaying unparalleled ferocity! His gaping mouth was like a bottomless pit that could never be filled. The white fog that spread for miles was quickly devoured by Li Qingming.

"Burp!"

Contented, he let out a burp, and his hundred-foot-tall bear-like body promptly shrunk down.

Li Qingming transformed back into human form and touched his belly, remarking, "Why bother with so much trouble, this breaks the Array!"

Li Qingming turned his head to look around and took big steps forward. After just a few paces, the view opened up:

He found himself in a Snow Maple Forest; ancient trees were joined together, lush and fragrant. Pure white snow maple flowers fluttered down in clusters, crisp and fragrant as if ice flowers were dancing.

Not far from the Snow Maple Forest, there was an ancient-styled, quite expansive palace. The walls, full of mottled marks of years, exuded an aura of time-worn and heavy history.

Above the main hall in the center hung a wooden plaque inscribed with three Tao Runes in a lively, dragon-and-phoenix dance script:

"Shuiyuan Palace"!