☆, Chapter 153 A Thousand-Year Situation
The battlefield below suddenly underwent a dramatic change. First, some very fierce warriors suddenly rushed out from the demon army of the demon realm, and the demon power they were wielding was clearly not on the same level as before.
As soon as these people made their move, the chaotic battle in the three realms immediately took a one-sided turn.
Neither the Venerable One nor the Demon Emperor showed any sign of tension. As the demon army of the demon realm changed, "experts" also appeared in the armies of the demon and immortal realms, quickly suppressing the demon lord's people.
The Demon Lord frowned, having already made a calculation in his mind.
The people from the immortal and demon realms combined were indeed more powerful than his own, but he had already made plans.
Suddenly, his arms shot up, and a powerful force swirled around the demon lord. Before anyone else could react, they immediately felt their feet lighten.
Coming to their senses, they suddenly realized that they were enveloped in a separate space by another force, forming an independent space that was completely isolated from the soldiers below and did not affect each other.
There weren't many people inside: the Demon Emperor Jing Wang and Luan Wang from the Demon Realm; the Venerable Ru Zun from the Immortal Realm; and the Demon Lords Yu Jinshuo, Yu Lijing, and Yu Xinyi from the Demon Realm.
"King versus king?" The Demon Emperor quickly scanned the group and said knowingly.
"You could say that." The Demon Lord didn't hide his purpose. If any one of them were to intervene in the battle below, it would change the course of the war in the Three Realms. So, they would fight king against king and general against general.
"If we're talking about kings versus kings, it seems the demon realm is still missing one person," the Demon Emperor said, looking at the Demon Lord with interest.
Why isn't the most powerful demon god in the demon realm making a move?
"The Lord will naturally protect the demon realm and prevent the enemy from taking advantage of the situation." The Demon Lord's actions are definitely a sacrifice.
This space confines experts from both the immortal and demon realms, making it much more difficult for others to break through the protective barrier of the demon realm.
For the demon god, the pressure was greatly reduced, thus protecting the demon realm to the greatest extent.
"Well done, what a great Demon Lord!" The Demon Emperor, also a ruler of a realm, naturally understood the Demon Lord's intentions and praised him generously, "I admire you!"
The Demon Lord didn't say anything; as the Demon Lord, it was only natural for him to do so.
"In that case, there's no need for us to keep things secret anymore." The Demon Emperor glanced at the Venerable One and asked, "Does Your Majesty intend to continue hiding this secret power?"
Her Highness's cold gaze swept over everyone in this private space. Everyone she looked at felt a chill run down their spines, as if they had been cut by an icy blade.
"Then let's finish this quickly today." The Venerable One's eyes flickered, and he said indifferently, as if he had thought of something.
As he spoke, he formed a strange palm print with his hands, which slowly began to change, with a faint stream of light emerging from where his hands were folded together.
Seeing the Venerable One like this, the Demon Lord looked on with a solemn expression, while simultaneously moving his lips rapidly, silently chanting something.
Since both the Venerable One and the Demon Lord had reacted, the Demon Emperor naturally wouldn't be outdone, and similarly summoned the hidden power of the Demon Realm.
A dark mist appeared in this space, quickly condensing to form a phantom figure. However, because the mist was not very solidified, it drifted around the Demon Emperor, as if a gust of wind could easily blow away the dark shadow of the mist.
Upon seeing the mist, the expressions of King Luan and King Jing changed drastically, and they both subconsciously took a step to the side, clearly very wary of that thing.
Something that even the powerful King Luan and King Jing of the Demon Realm, who were second only to the Demon Emperor, were visibly moved by naturally attracted the attention of others.
The Confucian scholar glanced at the object, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes. Then, as if remembering something, his body trembled, and he stared at the misty figure with an incredulous expression.
Yu Xinyi and Yu Jinshuo looked on, puzzled. They knew that the things around the Demon Emperor must be very powerful, otherwise the others wouldn't have such strange expressions of fear.
However, neither of them knew what it was, and could only look at it with curiosity and confusion.
Yu Lijing watched as the figure in the mist coalesced, a look of confusion flashing in her eyes. The thing felt very familiar to her, but she couldn't quite place what it was.
After watching for a while, a familiar word flashed through her mind, and Yu Lijing muttered softly, "Evil spirit?"
"Mother, what is that?" Yu Xinyi asked quietly after hearing Yu Lijing's words.
We don't even know what the enemy is, how are we supposed to fight them?
Yu Lijing's mind was still hazy, but upon hearing Yu Xinyi's question, she answered instinctively without thinking, "It is a condensation of the evil obsessions of the demon realm."
Yu Xinyi stared blankly at the figure in the mist, and after thinking for a moment, she roughly understood what Yu Lijing meant.
People in the demon realm are people who are obsessed with certain things; otherwise, they wouldn't have fallen into the demonic path.
For cultivation and slaughter, the Demon Realm is the most appealing.
So, this so-called evil spirit is formed from many obsessions in the demon realm?
Just thinking about it made Yu Xinyi's scalp tingle. What exactly is this thing?
“However, such things cannot exist for long.” Yu Lijing’s mind may be muddled, but she has an instinct that when she sees things she is familiar with, she will remember their characteristics.
Hearing what Yu Lijin said, Yu Xinyi breathed a huge sigh of relief.
So, the so-called evil spirit summoned by the Demon Emperor can only last for a short time, which means they can still handle it.
"Your Majesty..." King Luan looked at the Demon Emperor with concern. Shouldn't this matter be discussed again? If evil spirits are to be used, then they should be used in a surprising way. The current situation is definitely not a good opportunity to use evil spirits.
"Hmm?" The Demon Emperor turned his head and glanced at King Luan. That glance, which showed no emotion whatsoever, made King Luan automatically shut his mouth.
Seeing that King Luan had no further objections, the Demon Emperor turned to look at the Demon Lord and the Venerable One opposite him. He could already sense the faint but powerful force emanating from the Demon Lord and the Venerable One.
As if suddenly remembering something, the Demon Emperor turned his head, waved his hand, and gestured for King Luan and King Jing to come closer.
Without giving it much thought, the two of them immediately walked over.
The moment they drew near, King Jing suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, and a cold, icy aura instantly seeped into his body.
"Ah--" There was no time for King Jing to think. The pain that went straight to the depths of his soul caused him to look up and scream in agony.
The sound was so sudden and shrill that it startled everyone, and they all turned to look at it nervously.
From Yu Xinyi's angle, he could see that the figure in the black mist had overlapped with King Jing, as if King Jing was standing in front of him and the figure in the black mist was standing right behind him.
Not only were they getting so close, but the figure in the black mist was also getting closer and closer, seemingly slowly but actually very quickly merging into King Jing's body at an irresistible speed.
The bizarre scene made Yu Xinyi's heart tremble, and goosebumps rose all over her body.
"You..." King Jing opened his mouth, wanting to say something.
However, powerless at this moment, he could only utter one word before he could no longer speak.
It wasn't that he didn't want to speak, but that he was fully focused on resisting the invasion of the evil spirits and simply didn't have the extra strength to speak.
King Luan was clearly startled by the situation and staggered back two steps.
Only the Demon Emperor looked at King Jing as if it were the most natural thing in the world, and slowly said, "King Jing, aren't you surprised? I knew you had designs on the Demon Realm, so why didn't I eliminate you sooner?"
While fighting off the invasion of evil spirits, King Jing stared wide-eyed in terror at the Demon Emperor.
A horrifying thought flashed through his mind, a thought that chilled him to the bone and condemned him to eternal damnation: Could it be that?
The Demon Emperor stared coldly at King Jing, leaving him with no hope whatsoever.
"Once an evil spirit has a body, it can exist for a long time. And you are perfectly suited for it." The Demon Emperor announced the cruelest decision in the world in a voice devoid of any emotion.
"No—" King Jing, disregarding his continued struggle against the evil spirits' onslaught, screamed and roared, his voice filled with utter despair.
However, the evil spirits were regarded by the Demon Emperor as his last secret power, so how could King Jing possibly resist them?
The moment the King of Jing let out that miserable scream, black mist shot into his body.
Suddenly, the King of Jing's facial expression seemed to freeze on his face, solidifying in place.
Anger and pain intertwined, mixed with fear and resentment, making it look ferocious no matter how you look at it, like a demon that has escaped from the underworld.
"King Jing, are you done yet?" The Demon Emperor asked casually, completely unconcerned about King Jing's expression.
"Yes, Your Majesty," King Jing replied, his voice still that of King Jing, but his expression had returned to normal, and he answered somewhat stiffly.
It feels like someone is wearing a human skin on the outside, and it just doesn't look right.
The Demon Emperor wouldn't care about those minor issues; as long as the evil spirit merged with King Jing's body and could exist for a long time, that would be fine.
"The Demon Emperor's power has grown stronger again," Yu Lijing muttered to herself. "Now that the evil spirits have physical forms, their power will probably double."
Yu Lijing's words were probably exactly what everyone present was thinking.
No one expected that the already powerful evil spirit would actually become a physical entity.
It was only at this point that King Luan realized that his king had been plotting this all along.
The reason they hadn't touched King Jing was because they were cultivating a vessel for evil spirits.
Luan Wang glanced at Jing Wang, whose face was expressionless, with almost pity. He had been scheming for so long and had prepared so many troops, but what was the final result?
To become a weapon of attack in the hands of the Demon Emperor—could there be anything more ironic?
How ridiculous and lamentable!
After the evil spirits merged, the Demon Emperor was in no hurry to order an attack; he needed to first understand the situation in the Immortal Realm and the Demon Realm.
A beautiful white wolf appeared beside the demon lord.
Its fur was as white as snow, each hair gleaming with a crystalline light. Its bright eyes stared intently at the evil spirit, and it stood majestically beside the demon lord.
When the Demon Emperor saw the white wolf, his brows furrowed slightly.
Demons in the demon realm can all transform into human form, so what is the reason for this guy who appears directly in his wolf form?
It's definitely not because the beast form is weak. Who would bring out something weak at this time?
It seems this white wolf must have other motives.
Looking over there, the Venerable One was also ready. A phantom figure appeared, a man, whose features were clearly visible.
When the Demon Emperor and the Demon Lord saw the illusory man, their hearts skipped a beat—it was a celestial soul.
Immortal souls do indeed exist in the celestial realm.
But can a celestial soul appear out of thin air like that?
The Demon Lord's gaze swept over the Venerable One and the Confucian Venerable One, wondering which of them would absorb and utilize this immortal soul.
After waiting for a while, they found that neither the Venerable One nor the Confucian Venerable One moved. The illusory man even looked at the White Wolf and the King of Jing from the Demon Realm, looking thoughtful.
Lost in thought?
The Demon Lord's heart tightened suddenly; the immortal soul had actually gained consciousness?
"It seems that all three realms were prepared for this day," the Demon Emperor said unhurriedly from the side.
"It was bound to happen sooner or later," His Excellency said casually.