C1 Sage Protector

Amongst the three great Demon Mountains of the Celestial Evolution Realm, Ancestral God Mountain was the most vigorous and vigorous as it dominated the world.

The three hundred sixty-six peaks pierced through the clouds and the Ancestral God Peak of the main bloodline was the first peak of the Celestial Evolution Realm. Dark clouds rolled and rolled halfway up the mountain while thunder and lightning flashed from the waist of the mountain.

Beneath the clouds in the middle of the mountain was the everlasting Mysterious Ice Sky Stream. Ice-rifts, ice explosions, and ice awls appeared one after another, and it was almost impossible for any Taoist below the Core Formation stage to take even a single step.

Above the clouds, spiritual energy was flowing full. Strange flowers, strange plants, and vast forests.

Demonic Beast ran rampant in the forest, and rarely seen archaic Demonic Beast were present in the world. Even experts of the Jindan Stage could only perish under the siege of these Vicious Beast.

Aside from a hundred years ago, when the most elite Nine Sects was unleashed and the first time they attacked, no sect had ever dared to challenge a group of Ancestral Gods and Monsters by themselves.

Even the three great unfathomable immortals had never taken the initiative to provoke the Ancestral God Mountain of Demon Kings.

The three hundred and sixty-five dangerous mountain peaks surrounding the Ancestral God Peak were filled with all kinds of rare crystal mines that were needed for all sorts of smithing. They could be called one of the treasured lands with extremely high Celestial Evolution Realm, and naturally, they were heavily guarded as well.

It was so much so that when the Ancestral God Demon King s fought an earth-shattering battle with the high dao realm a hundred years ago, it was most likely related to the Ancestral God Mountain and this endless crystal mine.

As a result, these three hundred and sixty-five Elder Gods branch peaks became a battlefield for the Nine Sects and the Ancestral Gods' group to battle with. After hundreds of years of war, fierce battles between the Nine Sects's outer sect disciples and Mountain-Patrolling Sprite s were occurring every day.

Once a particular mountain branch of an Elder God was temporarily taken down by the Nine Sects, the miners who had been waiting outside for a long time would rush up the mountain, step on Mountain-Patrolling Sprite's corpse and move forward, carrying away carts of ore.

The battle for the past hundred years had been especially intense. Countless Mountain-Patrolling Sprite s and Nine Sects outer disciples buried their bones in order to obtain the Ancestral God Mountain, and the close-combat battles at the foot of the mountain had turned into a bone-chilling battle. The green grass was dyed a shocking scarlet, and even a few wild flowers could occasionally be seen.

Although demons were powerful, their reproduction ability was far inferior to that of mortals. Therefore, the demon soldiers under the command of the Ancestral God Demon King were no different from those under the control of the Evil Realm, they could recruit any disciple unlike Nine Sects in the mortal world. There were countless outer sect disciples, so they were naturally not afraid of death or injury.

The Demon Kings had no other choice but to fly away from the Ancestral God Mountain and plunder the youth. Using the Demonic Strength to overdraw their potential, they expended their essence and Yang energy to instantly develop, becoming a demon whose combat power exceeded that of a normal Little Demon.

However, even if these youths who had become demons did not fight to the death, they would not have lived past thirty.

A hundred years ago, there were three hundred and sixty-five branches outside the main vein of the Ancestral God and three hundred and sixty-five Demon Kings overseeing it. Every day, three hundred and sixty-five days, there would be a Demon King out to capture demons and increase the lineup of the Mountain-Patrolling Sprite s.

After the battle with the Nine Sects, other than the Twelve Ancestral Mar Peak's twelve Demonic Sovereign remaining standing tall and unmoving, and not leaving the mountain, the remaining Demon Kings on the mountain would only be able to ride their clouds and roam about after a few days in order to maintain the overall strength of the Ancestral God Demon Mountain lesser demons if they died or went into seclusion.

The ninth day of the ninth month was the day of the Celestial Evolution Realm's grand development.

The Goblin King of the Ancestral God Branch at Mount Kun, Lu Wu, planned to go hunting, because the messenger of the Demonic Sovereign had spread the annual order of the Ancestral God to the various mountains. Ten thousand demons or demons, within three days, must capture and return to the mountain, and send it to the outermost hundred mountains of the Ancestral God Mountain.

Capturing demons and Human Clan youths was a piece of cake for Demon King Lu Wu. However, all the demons within hundreds of thousands of miles were captured by the Demon Kings in the past hundred years, and they could only kidnap those Human Clan youths in remote towns.

Even the cold-blooded and emotionless Demon King felt that it was extremely helpless to kidnap the Human Clan teenager day after day. He deeply sighed, then transformed into a demonic wind that fled towards the southwest.

Although Lu Wu was not a Spirit Demon King who was good at flying and escaping, and his mana was not unfathomable, he was still able to fly thousands of miles away from the Ancestral God Mountain after a few hours.

Lu Wu showed his true form on a purple demonic cloud as if he felt the presence of smoke and fire below him.

His face was like that of a tiger with nine tails, and a strange expression was revealed within his majesty. Especially his pair of deep red eyes, which was the size of a copper bell, gave off a chilling demonic light.

Lu Wu looked down towards the sea of bamboo and found a small town hidden in the vast bamboo forest. The town wasn't big, but there were hundreds of people, and among them, there were probably only around a hundred urchins.

The Ancestral God Demon Mountain did not require adult males, because they had already developed their intelligence and had no potential to become demons. Forcefully stimulating themselves with Demonic Strength, either to instantly kill them or to become zombies, without any ability to fight at all.

"A hundred or so demons, are we going to look for a hundred of these small towns?" Lu Wu laughed at himself.

Although his tone was somewhat contemptuous, the Demon King still pounced forward with the intention of abducting him.

The Demon King had always been reckless and reckless, and Lu Wu was no exception. The Demonic Strength in his body spread out, sweeping across the lower reaches of the bamboo forest, and the bamboo leaves were minced into dust by the invisible force, scattering in the mountain breeze.

All the animals in the town seemed to have sensed the aura of the Demon King and continued to bawl. However, even the bravest of hounds only dared to crouch in the corner and lower their heads to mourn.

"In the bamboo forest, there are even small bridges and flowing water. This is truly a good place to go to in seclusion." Lu Wu stepped onto a somewhat old arched stone bridge. Watching the clear water flowing towards the end of the bridge, he also felt some peace and serenity.

"Unfortunately, I'm here." Lu Wu walked across the stone bridge, looked at the stone lion at the end of the bridge and sighed. Then, he followed the bluestone path into the depths of the town.

Following the Monster King's sigh, the stone bridge behind him collapsed with a loud rumble.

This commotion naturally attracted more than a dozen able-bodied young men from the small town, blocking the path of the Monster King. The weapon in their hands was impressively a plow hoe.

However, looking at the approaching tiger-like demons, the crowd finally dispersed in a frenzy, fleeing for their lives.

Lu Wu was also not interested in wasting Demonic Strength to torture and kill these people, and continued to move forward.

As if he was very familiar with the town, Lu Wu walked leisurely as if he was taking a walk.

Finally, the Monster King arrived at a huge courtyard with four sides. Inside, a bearded elder was reading a book along with nearly a hundred children.

A bloody wind instantly enveloped the entire courtyard. When had the old man and the hundred boys ever seen such a monster before? They naturally panicked and became incomparably terrified.

The private school's teacher took a deep breath, as if to overcome the fear in his heart, he shouted at the Monster King, "Saint's Protection, Demon Retreat!"