Chapter 713: Chapter 713

Seeing this scene, not only Chao Hongjun but even Chao Wujiao and others couldn't help but turn their heads.

This was a Demon King-level corpse puppet, something even the True Demon Hall didn't have many of.

Wang Ruobing, who was only at the Divine Realm, could refine and control a Demon King-level corpse puppet. What a terrifying bloodline talent she must have!

The members of the Wang's Clan were instantly excited, all shouting, "Ancestor Long Yan is mighty and domineering."

Wang Long Yan's beloved pet, the "Ice Phoenix" Wang Anfeng, flapped its wings excitedly, wanting to rush out to help again~~

But before it could fly out, Wang Liyao quickly grabbed it by the neck and pulled it back, knocking on its head to calm it down: "Anfeng, calm down. You're only at the mid-eighth stage. Going up there would just cause trouble."

Poor Wang Anfeng drooped its head, filled with regret. It blamed itself for slacking off in its usual practice. If it had reached the ninth stage earlier, it could have gone up to help.

Above Zhuhui Lake, the sound of violent energy collisions kept ringing out, with surging waves of energy spreading outward, shaking the entire lake.

Chao Hongjun was just a young man who had recently advanced to the Void Realm, with his bloodline only awakened to the initial stage of the ninth Enlightenment True Body.

Although Wang Long Yan was only at the early Divine Realm, after absorbing the Nether Fiend True Demon Seed, her bloodline talent had reached the Heavenly Daughter Grade B, with her bloodline level awakened to the high stage of the ninth level.

In terms of bloodline awakening alone, Wang Long Yan was two minor realms higher than Chao Hongjun, surpassing him in both comprehension of the Heavenly Dao and control over its laws.

Her only shortcoming was her cultivation.

After all, she was only at the second layer of the Divine Realm, with her profound energy not as vast and thick, and her endurance significantly lacking.

Even in such a situation, Wang Long Yan, without using a semi-immortal artifact and only wielding an ordinary Dao artifact like Chao Hongjun, would not be defeated in a short time. Moreover, Wang Long Yan had a semi-immortal artifact to assist her, and her main fighter was a Demon King-level corpse puppet.

Although controlling a Demon King-level corpse puppet was somewhat strenuous for Wang Long Yan's current mental power, it would be troublesome if the battle dragged on.

Unfortunately, with Chao Hongjun's abilities, he probably couldn't hold out until Wang Long Yan's mental power was exhausted.

As the battle continued, the situation became increasingly one-sided, with Wang Long Yan almost pressing down on Chao Hongjun.

The spirit artifact of the Yinsha Compendium, Yinsa, floated above Wang Long Yan's head, enhancing her mental power and control over the Heavenly Dao laws. The little figure was so excited that her face turned red, waving her little fists to cheer Wang Long Yan on: "Sister Long Yan, go go, let's cross realms and defeat the enemy together!"

How could she not be excited~! Who knew what kind of luck she had stumbled upon, how many lifetimes of fortune she had accumulated to become Sister Long Yan's compendium!

At this rate, she might become a high-level compendium in the future, or even a half-step True Demon scripture. In the past, she wouldn't have dared to even dream of such things!

Crossing realms to defeat enemies is generally easier at lower levels. At the Divine Realm and Void Realm levels, everyone is a great prodigy or peerless prodigy. It's already extremely difficult to create a gap in bloodline talent. Only someone with Heavenly Daughter-level talent like Wang Long Yan could create such a miracle.

Chao Hongjun felt that Wang Long Yan's strength was absurdly strong. While struggling to defend, he couldn't help but curse inwardly.

What kind of freak is this Wang Ruobing? Her combat power at the mere Divine Realm is stronger than his at the Void Realm. Is there no justice? How is he supposed to fight this?

Chao Wujiao, watching from afar, couldn't help but twitch his eyebrows.

He hadn't expected Wang Ruobing to hide so deeply. Fortunately, the ancestor reacted in time, taking this opportunity to launch a massive attack on the Wang's Clan.

Otherwise, if the Wang's Clan and Wang Ruobing were allowed to grow, who could suppress her?

Such a stunningly talented individual must be a favored child of the Heavenly Dao. If she had some fortuitous encounters and her bloodline advanced again, she might be able to forge her own path to the True Demon Realm.

Such a person cannot be left alive.

The Wang's Clan must not be left alive either!

"Baichuan!" Chao Wujiao's murky eyes gleamed with a fierce light, "Don't let the ancestor down, make your move!"

Upon hearing this, a middle-aged man in yellow robes behind Chao Wujiao responded, rising into the air, ready to intervene in the battle between Chao Hongjun and Wang Long Yan.

This yellow-robed cultivator was Chao Baichuan, the fifth ancestor of the Chao Clan.

He was no simple figure. In his youth, he was a renowned peerless genius. If not for the wrong timing and age, he would have been eligible to compete for the True Demon scripture inheritance.

Now, at over three thousand years old, he had been immersed in the mid-Void Realm for many years, with unfathomable strength.

Given time, he would likely advance to the late Void Realm, possibly even taking over Chao Wujiao's position.

Sending Chao Baichuan at this time showed Chao Wujiao's determination to kill Wang Long Yan.

Unexpectedly, just as Chao Baichuan made his move, Dragon Jingjing flashed in front of him, smiling coldly: "What, does your Chao Clan only bully the few with the many? If you want to save Chao Hongjun, you'll have to get past me first."

Recognized by Wang Shouzhe, Dragon Jingjing was naturally eager to perform well in front of the Wang's Clan. After all, she had a formidable competitor now.

"Hmph!" Chao Baichuan glanced at his companions behind him, feeling confident, and sneered, "Since you're courting death, this ancestor will grant your wish."

"This place is too small to fight properly. If you're a man, let's go to the East Sea." Dragon Jingjing taunted.

"As you wish." Chao Baichuan naturally didn't fear her, sneering, "By then, this ancestor will skin you alive."

With that, Chao Baichuan confidently soared into the sky, tearing through space to the East Sea.

Dragon Jingjing followed closely, transforming into a giant Dragon Whale upon entering the sea. Amidst the raging waves, her tail swept down like a mountain.

One person and one Dragon Whale engaged in a fierce battle over the vast East Sea.

Seeing Chao Baichuan also being matched, Chao Wujiao finally couldn't hold back, turning to the three Demon Lords of the True Demon Hall: "Three Demon Lords, I trouble you to make a move. I, Chao Wujiao, want to see how many cards this little Wang's Clan has hidden."

The Demon Lord had been in charge of the True Demon Hall for many years. Besides supporting the family and expanding the Chao Clan's power and influence, he had naturally cultivated many of his own followers within the True Demon Hall.

The three Demon Lords, Chiyou Demon Lord, White Bone Demon Lord, and Taishan Demon Lord, were his most trusted, which is why they were brought in for this secret operation.

As soon as Chao Wujiao finished speaking, the three Demon Lords responded.

Among them, the White Bone Demon Lord was an old man with a withered face, dressed in a black robe, exuding a ghostly aura.

His White Bone Demon Hall was one of the oldest demon halls in the True Demon Hall, with a long history. Although its status declined after an unexpected break in inheritance over ten thousand years ago, forcing it to rely on the Demon Lord, it still had some foundation, and its combat power was not to be underestimated.

The Chiyou Demon Lord was a burly man with a rugged demeanor. The Chiyou Demon Body he cultivated was also one of the oldest inheritances in the True Demon Hall, with some mysterious aspects.

At this moment, he was clad in thick armor, wielding a giant axe, exuding a wild and barbaric aura, looking extremely difficult to deal with.

The Taishan Demon Lord, on the other hand, was of a completely different style.

He wore a complex and solemn black ceremonial robe, holding a black jade tablet, with a serious expression and a calm aura. He gave off a feeling of being as immovable as a mountain.

Compared to the other two, the Taishan Demon Hall's history was not as long, only in its fourth generation. However, its style was particularly stable, and since his master's generation, it had been a staunch supporter of the Demon Lord. Over the millennia, relying on the Demon Lord, the Taishan Demon Hall's status had risen significantly, benefiting greatly.

Due to the Wang's Clan's continuous emergence of strong individuals, repeatedly breaking their understanding, the three Demon Lords had long lost their initial casualness, their expressions becoming solemn.

"Let this Demon Lord first experience the Wang's Clan's strength~"

The Chiyou Demon Lord took the lead, raising his giant axe, and a monstrous demonic might surged up.

His body swelled in an instant, and through the armor, one could clearly see the crimson profound energy flowing within, looking more ferocious and intimidating than a wilderness fierce beast, making one's heart involuntarily chill.

"Interesting~ This Chiyou Demon Body is very special, with an extremely unique aura in its bloodline, quite research-worthy." Among the crowd behind Wang Shouzhe, a green-clad girl’s eyes lit up, suddenly interested.

This girl was Lu Wei.

She had been conducting research in the laboratory on Green Immortal Island. Knowing that the Wang's Clan was facing a major crisis, she came to join the excitement, unexpectedly discovering an interesting research sample.

Without hesitation, she spread her form and soared into the air.

"This Demon Lord is mine."

With those words, she was already in the air, and with a wave, her life-bound rose transformed into a sky full of vines, wrapping towards the burly Chiyou Demon Lord.

In an instant, half the sky seemed to be filled with these verdant vines, and through the gaps in the leaves, one could clearly see the snake-like vine bodies, densely covered with ferocious barbs.

Even the aura emanating from the vines was overwhelming and intimidating, with a mysterious and chilling undertone.

Clearly, as Lu Wei regained her memory and inheritance, her life-bound vines had undergone some transformation, becoming more mysterious, powerful, and unsettling.

Seeing this, Wang Liyao was immediately anxious: "Aunt Lu Wei, don't compete with me, there's not much left for me. I also want to earn merit for the family."

With that, she also flickered into the air.

Even though she was only at the peak of the Purple Mansion Realm, she had already grasped a hint of spatial law.

With a gentle lift of her jade hand, a semi-immortal sword [Canghai] was in hand. With a wave, a sword light like a ribbon roared out, like a tidal wave, majestic and unparalleled in sharpness.

At the same time, the Void Realm puppet guardian [Wang Dingfeng], who was guarding Wang Liyao, also entered the battlefield to escort her.

He was one of the three Void Realm puppet guardians the Wang's Clan had obtained from the military academy, and had been by Wang Liyao's side for decades, protecting her.

It was because of his presence that Wang Shouzhe dared to let Liyao, who was only at the Purple Mansion Realm, sit on the outer region battlefield for a long time.

In an instant, the previously aggressive Chiyou Demon Lord was beaten back repeatedly, roaring: "You are too despicable, this is bullying with numbers."

"Ridiculous, your Demon Dynasty sent so many elite elders to destroy my Wang's Clan, and you expect us to talk about fairness?" Lu Wei sneered, "Liyao, let's join forces to kill him. There's an empty cultivation tank in my lab that I think suits him well."

"I'll listen to you, Aunt Lu Wei." Wang Liyao said easily.

While the two were talking, besides the Chiyou Demon Lord, the other two Demon Lords also encountered opponents, having a hard time as well.

The White Bone Demon Lord was targeted by Liu Ruolan.

She had been itching to make a move for a while, feeling that sparring with Wang Shouzhe was not enough, wanting to find a Void Realm opponent for a proper fight.

But before Liu Ruolan could act, Ji Yue'er intercepted the White Bone Demon Lord: "Mistress, why use a butcher's knife to kill a chicken? Leave this White Bone Demon Lord to me."

At this moment, Ji Yue'er was fully armed, wielding a crescent-shaped scimitar, the semi-immortal artifact "Crescent Shadow Blade."

In addition, she had a delicate and beautiful red cloth draped over her shoulder.

The cloth was as thin as a cicada's wing, nearly transparent, with exquisitely embroidered peach blossoms, and as it fluttered in the wind, one could faintly smell the scent of peach blossoms.

This was the [Red Desire Dao Cloth], a special Dao artifact that greatly enhanced charm-type Heavenly Dao laws.

"The patriarch not only lent me the semi-immortal artifact but also insisted on giving me an unused Dao artifact [Red Desire Dao Cloth]." Ji Yue'er had a complex look in her eyes, both happy and feeling burdened, "If I miss this clan protection battle, who knows when I'll be able to make up for the missing merit points."

As she spoke, Ji Yue'er and the White Bone Demon Lord were already locked in battle, fighting higher into the sky.

[Red Desire Dao Cloth]?

Liu Ruolan retreated to Wang Shouzhe's side, smiling teasingly: "Husband, is this the [Red Desire Dao Cloth] you wanted me to wear, which I refused?"

Wang Shouzhe coughed repeatedly, looking around and lowering his voice: "Dear, the children are around, let's not bring this up."

"Why can't I bring it up?" Liu Ruolan said displeased, "You clearly said you would allocate the Red Desire Dao Cloth to me, why give it to Ji Yue'er?"

"You didn't want it, did you?" Wang Shouzhe said helplessly, "I thought about it, and only Ji Yue'er in the family could use it, so I insisted on giving it to her."

"Hehe, I see Ji Yue'er's Yin essence is ripe, and you're itching, huh~~"

"Liu Ruolan, don't talk nonsense, I just don't want to waste resources."

"Husband, don't yell at me, I didn't oppose anything, did I? If you want to take a concubine, Yue'er is quite suitable. Why not also bring Qinghuang and Nine Tails into the door?"

And so, the two started arguing.

Chao Wujiao's face grew darker.

This couple really didn't take him seriously, having the mind to argue at such a critical moment.

However, Chao Wujiao really couldn't do anything about them at this time. The situation was much more difficult than he had anticipated. Not only were the White Bone Demon Lord and Chiyou Demon Lord intercepted, but the Taishan Demon Lord also didn't fare well.

Just as the Taishan Demon Lord was about to make a move, a plump and noble young girl from the Wang's Clan rushed out. She claimed to be [Yu Kun], and couldn't stand these demons causing trouble in the Wang's Clan, declaring that the Taishan Demon Lord was hers to deal with.

She spoke with righteous indignation, but those who understood knew. Since Yu Kun and Wang Zongkun returned to the Wang's Clan, her rivalry with Dragon Jingjing had never ceased.

Now, Dragon Jingjing had found an opponent, seemingly about to earn merit for the Wang's Clan, winning favor with Wang Shouzhe and Wang Zongkun. How could Yu Kun fall behind?

No matter what, she would never let Dragon Jingjing taint her pure brother Zongkun!

Unfortunately, Yu Kun wasn't the only one with such thoughts. At the same time, Emperor Longchang and Jiang Zhencang couldn't hold back, both declaring that the Demon Lord was theirs.

Such a rare opportunity to earn merit, missing it would be a pity.

If they were any slower, the enemies would be all assigned, and they'd be left with nothing.

"Old Jiang, let me have this opportunity." Emperor Longchang shamelessly said, "I want to earn more contribution points to pay off some of the debt for the Qiankun Sword, so Wang Shouzhe stops bringing it up."

"Longchang, in the face of battle merit, everyone is equal." Jiang Zhencang was also adamant, "This Taishan Demon Lord looks easier to bully, you should leave him to me. If not, you could go to another battlefront for an assist?"

"How much merit is an assist worth?" Emperor Longchang huffed, "At this rate, when will I truly own my Qiankun Sword?"

"Hey, you two old men, don't compete with me!" Yu Kun was also dissatisfied, "If it doesn't work, let's play rock-paper-scissors."

"Rock-paper-scissors it is."

This luck-based decision quickly gained unanimous agreement from the three.

"Rock-paper-scissors!"

Soon, Yu Kun won, earning the right to fight the Taishan Demon Lord.

The Taishan Demon Lord was so angry that his face twisted, feeling deeply humiliated.

He raised a palm, and the surging demonic energy instantly transformed into a giant mountain-suppressing palm, striking towards Yu Kun with great momentum, like Mount Tai pressing down: "This Demon Lord will show you some power."

Yu Kun retaliated without hesitation.

As a Void Realm Immortal Kun, her physical strength was among the strongest even among fierce beasts of the same level. Coupled with her innate spatial abilities, her combat power was extremely formidable.

With such a good opportunity, she was determined to perform well in front of Zongkun's parents, resolute in not letting Dragon Jingjing succeed.

Emperor Longchang, seeing no chance, turned his attention to the only two Void Realms left on the scene, Chao Wujiao and Elder Yun, Chao Qingyun. Chao Wujiao was a renowned late Void Realm, extremely powerful, naturally not someone he could handle.

"You there, come out and let your Grandpa Longchang teach you a lesson." Emperor Longchang raised the Qiankun Sword, targeting Chao Qingyun.

Such shameless behavior made Prince An, watching the spectacle, flush with embarrassment.

His own ancestor had no decorum, picking on the weak.

But just as Emperor Longchang finished speaking, a graceful figure blocked his view. True Lord Yuling, Jiang Yuling, had appeared, already eager to confront Chao Qingyun.

This time, she had secretly infiltrated the Wang's Clan with the team escorting Shentu Jingming, invited by Shouzhe to help. If she didn't fight, not only would it be unfair to the money Shouzhe gave, but the benefits she could share afterward would be much less~

She, Jiang Yuling, was so poor, how could she not hold onto Wang Shouzhe's thick thigh? She couldn't beat Chao Wujiao yet, so she had to snatch Longchang's opponent.

"I... Jiang Yuling, you..." Emperor Longchang was so angry his face turned black, pointing at True Lord Yuling with the Qiankun Sword.

But even if he had more courage, he wouldn't dare to really scold True Lord Yuling.

She couldn't beat Chao Wujiao, but couldn't she beat him, Longchang?

Seeing a large amount of merit being snatched away, Emperor Longchang couldn't help but glance at Chao Wujiao, then quickly withdrew his gaze. Forget it, forget it, he'll look for another chance to earn merit later, and not go up to court death.

Thus, of the nine Void Realms sent by the Chao Clan, only Chao Wujiao remained.

Chao Wujiao's face had turned as dark as it could get, filled with shock and disbelief, with countless doubts rising in his heart, feeling that the Wang's Clan was simply bizarre.

The Void Realm lineup sent this time, let alone dealing with a third-grade family, could easily handle a super-grade family. Who would have thought it would be countered by the Wang's Clan?

But fortunately, the ancestor was still here, giving him confidence, so he wasn't panicked, still appearing confident, with his hands behind his back: "Wang's Clan, I admit I underestimated you. Who have you arranged to deal with me, Chao Wujiao?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a hoarse female voice came from the Wang's Clan's main residence in the distance. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝕟𝕖𝕥

"Chao Wujiao, your opponents are us."

With those words, two figures tore through space, appearing before everyone and Chao Wujiao.

They were the Chaoyang King couple.

After thirty years of recuperation, the residual poison in the Chaoyang King's body had been completely removed, restoring her strength to its peak. At this moment, holding the Phoenix King Spear, clad in battle armor, her terrifying late Void Realm pressure spread from her as the core, accompanied by her aura of slaughter, truly intimidating.

The iron-blooded Phoenix King, who once shook the outer regions, had returned.

The Chaoyang King looked sharply at Chao Wujiao: "The 'gift' you sent me back then, I haven't forgotten. Today, let us, as a couple, meet you."

"Indeed. It's time to settle old scores." True Lord of Profound Water, Yao Yuangang, nodded slightly, echoing her words.

As the Chaoyang King's husband, he stood calmly by her side, his aura heavy and gentle, vast and broad, perfectly merging with the Chaoyang King's aura.

"Chaoyang King!" Chao Wujiao's cheek twitched, "You two plan to join forces against me? Chaoyang King, when did you lose all face?"

"With a sneaky little man like you, what's the point of talking about face?" The Chaoyang King sneered, her spear striking the ground with unmatched dominance, "Today, we are indeed bullying with numbers, repaying the old grudge of your underhanded attack!"

"Today, your Chao Clan's miscalculation is to blame. You can only blame your Chao Clan for being too careless, sending so few people." The Chaoyang King stood proudly with her hands behind her back.

But just as she finished speaking.

A majestic and cold voice came from the sky: "Chaoyang King, you're right, I did underestimate your arrangements."

As he spoke, dense dark clouds gathered from all directions, almost instantly covering the entire sky.

Wisps of gray-black mist permeated the air, the dense Nether Fiend aura blocking out the sun, darkening the sky, making it difficult for sunlight to penetrate the clouds. Those unaware might think the end of the world had suddenly arrived.

In this apocalyptic atmosphere.

A towering figure descended from the sky.

It was a man in a black robe, with cold features and a dignified aura, exuding a strong sense of iron-bloodedness and slaughter.

It was the Demon Lord.

Behind the Demon Lord, a black banner with blood-red patterns fluttered in the wind, each wave emitting a dense Nether Fiend aura, making the surrounding Nether Fiend aura even denser.

This banner was the True Demon artifact, [Nether Fiend Asura Banner], the iconic True Demon artifact of the Demon Lord of the True Demon Hall.

Its existence was as long as the True Demon Hall itself, making its reputation extremely loud over countless years, almost one of the most well-known True Demon artifacts.

Because of it, demon cultivators in this world often liked to refine banners as personal treasures, which were essentially derivatives and imitations of the Nether Fiend Asura Banner.

With the Nether Fiend Asura Banner as a backdrop, the Demon Lord's already formidable pressure seemed even more domineering. The terrifying True Demon Realm pressure radiated from him as the core, vast and majestic, with a terrifying deterrent force to suppress everything.

In that instant, even space seemed to freeze.

"Unfortunately, no matter how many arrangements, no matter how much preparation, in the face of absolute power, you are nothing but a bunch of weaklings."

With a casual wave, the Demon Lord unleashed a torrent of demonic energy from the Nether Fiend Asura Banner, forming a tsunami-like wave crashing down towards the Wang's Clan.

In an instant, the mighty demonic power descended.

The entire sky seemed to collapse.

A sense of impending doom surged into everyone's consciousness.