The Most Generous Master Ever Chapter 1117 -: Blood Dyeing the Heavens! Overturn of the Demon Clan (2)

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The ancient tabu figure known as Tian has awakened, rising from the Purgatory of the Nine Nether as the Immortal Emperor to orchestrate a dark campaign of vengeance. As his corrupting shadow spreads, the Nine Heavens of the outer realm fall into total chaos, prompting massive slaughter by dark forces. Amidst the widespread destruction, Lin Qingzhu witnesses the collapse of the natural order while traveling toward the Demon Clan's ancestral land. With her allies missing and the war spreading, she remains determined to reunite with her master as the Demon Clan activates their deadly defenses.

Perhaps this remained the sole sanctuary within the entire outer realm that stood completely untouched, did it not?

“Identify yourself!”

Upon entering the demon territory, Lin Qingzhu found herself instantly encircled by a vast legion of demon seeds. Each one glared at her with covetous eyes, radiating palpable killing intent.

Refusing to be discourteous, Lin Qingzhu hastened forward, cupping her hands respectfully. “I hail from the Heaven Mending Orthodoxy! I am Lin Qingzhu, a disciple of Ye Qiu.”

“Lin Qingzhu? The master of our emperor?”

The demons trembled upon hearing this. They had not anticipated that their visitor would be the master of their Demon Emperor, who also happened to be the disciple of the newly ascended Immortal Emperor within the demon pool.

A demon priest hurried forward, bowing respectfully, “Please forgive our rudeness, Master of our emperor.”

“It is of no consequence!” Lin Qingzhu replied with grace. “Senior, might I ask if my master is still among you?”

“Indeed! Your master has never departed. Please, come with me.” The demon priest showed no sign of neglect; given her noble status as the Demon Emperor’s master, she was a figure they dared not offend.

Boom! A deafening roar shattered the silence of the outer realm, causing the very land to tremble. Every demon seed was instantly on high alert.

“Confound it! Has it come to pass?” The priest’s complexion shifted as killing intent surged. After hastily unsealing the formation to admit Lin Qingzhu, he sealed the passage behind her. As the earth quaked, silhouettes of dark creatures emerged from the churning void.

Lin Qingzhu recognized the leader immediately. It was the Corpse Ancestor who had previously attempted to abduct Linglong at the Violet Cloud Dao Ground.

“Corpse Ancestor!” Lin Qingzhu’s expression darkened as a figure streaked across the horizon.

Bai Yunfei descended, his silver hair flowing in the breeze. Three other Demon Lords stood flanking him. “Ha! Corpse Ancestor, you draw breath still?”

At the manifestation of the four Demon Lords, the demon ranks found their resolve, falling deathly silent. One Demon Lord curled his lip in utter disdain, clearly viewing the Corpse Ancestor as nothing more than a nuisance.

“Ha! Blood Demon! So long as you survive, why should I perish?” The Corpse Ancestor scoffed at the provocation. With a sharp flick of his hand, a mountain of black aura billowed forth, threatening to engulf the entire Demon Domain.

Bai Yunfei merely gestured, dispersing the darkness with ease. “Vile vermin, do you seek death?”

The atmosphere thickened with murderous aura. The Corpse Ancestor’s face paled, though he soon regained his composure, emboldened by the presence of his master. “Bai Yunfei, the years have not mellowed your temper! Regardless, I have not come today for civil discourse.”

The air grew frigid. Lin Qingzhu felt the suffocating killing intent radiating from both sides, particularly from Bai Yunfei. The sheer, ruthless aura emanating from him far eclipsed everyone else combined.

Was this truly the supreme demon lord of the outer realm, the architect of so much slaughter? Lin Qingzhu was deeply shaken. While she knew of him, her past encounters involved only his clone when he accompanied Mengli to the lower realm. Facing his true form now left her heart racing in sheer awe.

“Hmmph… Did Tian dispatch you here?” Bai Yunfei inquired, his features cold and utterly devoid of panic.

Confidence surging, the Corpse Ancestor stood tall, believing his own master’s return to peak power made him invincible. “Cut the posturing, Bai Yunfei! I have weathered countless storms in my long existence.”

Bai Yunfei offered a faint smile. “Oh? Are you here just to grandstand?”

“You could say that. But I have another objective.” The Corpse Ancestor swept his gaze over Bai Yunfei and his subordinates before settling his eyes upon Lin Qingzhu.

His killing intent spiked. “Bai Yunfei, your demon kin share a lineage with my darkness. My lord wished to avoid needless friction with you, but I now order you to surrender Ye Qiu and his disciples. My lord has lingering karma to settle with them.”

Lin Qingzhu stiffened in alarm; she had not expected them to be the primary targets. How had he tracked them to the ancestral land?

Bai Yunfei’s expression chilled to the bone. “Surrender Ye Qiu and his disciples? Are you implying you would dare threaten my emperor as well?” Instantly, the millions of gathered demons roared in fury, and the three Demon Lords stood ready to strike.

“Insolent fool! Do you dare show such arrogance in our ancestral lands? We harbor no such people. If you possess the strength, let Tian come and face me himself!” one of the Demon Lords bellowed.

The Corpse Ancestor realized their demands would be rejected, yet he remained unfazed. The order to surrender them had been merely a pretext. “Very well! Since you refuse to yield, I shall simply carve my way inside.”