"Is it because of the Flying Locust King?"
If it was a normal locust plague, no matter how great the impact, it would only affect a single prefecture. At most, only the mortals would suffer because of it. How could the King Chu Chu of Qingzhou stop the war because of this? Even an ordinary Demon King would not be able to do this.
"Exactly. I don't know how he escaped from the Demon Suppression hall. It's related to the time you entered the eighth floor of the Demon Suppression hall with that senior brother One Lamp. I never thought back then, but with the Soaring Locust King's hatred towards the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga, how could he let him go so easily?"
"So that's how it is. But no matter how strong he is, he is only one person. Could it be that there is no one in the Azure Province that can deal with him?"
"There's something you don't know. His innate ability allows him to have countless incarnations, and it's hard to tell which one is real and which one is fake. The various parties in the Green Province have joined hands to hunt him down several times, but to no avail. At most, they can only eliminate a swarm of insects, but they can't find where his real body is. After all, he has suffered a great loss, so he is very cautious."
"The seventy-two demon monarchs of the past were indeed not weak. Even though they have been suppressed for thousands of years, they are not ordinary demon monarchs. Back then, the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga only suppressed him. Looks like it wasn't out of goodwill, but there was nothing they could do!
"Only now have I learnt that out of all the Daemon Kings in the world, the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga is the only one who wants to suppress him. He leads a swarm of trillions of insects, and wherever he passes by, the ground will be scarlet. Humans, livestock, vegetation, and vegetation will all be devoured. It's said that over a hundred cities and countless villages have already been destroyed. Over ten million people have died to the insects."
"So ruthless!" Li Qingshan frowned deeply. Once such a great demon king decided to go on a killing spree, it wouldn't just be a matter of eating a few people. Instead, it would be a matter of slaughtering a city and destroying a country. It would be even more terrifying than a natural disaster. If this situation could not be contained as soon as possible, it was unknown how many people would die in Qingzhou.
Moreover, according to Little Ann's description, these locusts were clearly not ordinary insects. If this went on, not just mortals, but even some of the weaker Qi Practitioners would not be able to escape the fate of being devoured. If that happened, the foundation of the Green Province's cultivation world would be destroyed.
"The Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga is probably going to summon us back. Perhaps they've already sent a message, except the King of Yue has blocked it." Little Ann's eyes were serene.
"Looks like it is. Aren't you going to ask me whether I want to go back or not?" Li Qingshan asked. At the very least, they were still disciples of the monastery in name. Fire Melt mountain was fifty thousand kilometers away from the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga, separated by mountains and valleys. Even to cultivators, it was a relatively great distance, and he was behind enemy lines too, so the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga could not order him around.
"You have to go back whether you want to or not!" Little Ann smiled.
"The one who knows me best is Little Ann!" Li Qingshan laughed heartily and kissed her cheek.
Right now, the Green Province was like a giant whirlpool. Once one stepped into it, there would immediately be all sorts of disputes and disputes.
Here, the Banyan Tree King was his friend, and the Divine Wutong Tree would also protect him. But in Qingzhou, the Dragon King Of The Sea was his mortal enemy, and there was also the Soaring Locust King.
Here, he could use his complicated identity to transcend the war. The King of Southern Yue would not demand anything from him. But if he returned to the Green province, both his identity and Little Ann's identity would definitely not allow him to remain uninvolved.
However, he had to return, as there were still promises he had yet to fulfil, debts he had yet to repay, and lovers he had yet to spend time with.
He pursued power, not to run away. If he only had to guard an empty mountain alone, what was the point no matter how powerful he became?
As a result, he wanted to return. The current him was no longer the same as when he first came to the Mist province. He was not confident that he could face any predicament or any enemy.
"I've been cooped up for so long, so it's about time for me to go out and take a walk. It'll be easy for me to reach a bottleneck if I cultivate alone. Oh right, how's your cultivation going?
"I've already comprehended the third layer of the Path of White Bone and Great Beauty, but I'm lacking a lot of resources."
"Little girl, you must already have a plan in mind. Tell me about it," Li Qingshan urged.
"Do you remember the demon plague I mentioned earlier?" Little Ann smiled.
"Oh, I haven't asked. What exactly is it about?"
"The root of the demon plague still lies in Bone Eating city …"
Little Ann told him everything about the demon plague. As it turned out, the Demon domain had opened passageways to invade the World of the Nine Provinces many times in the past. Although these passageways had all been sealed off after the battle, and the world itself could repair them, some of the larger passageways were difficult to repair. They could only be sealed up and suppressed, which was known as a land of demon suppression.
"Is Bone Eating city a land of demon suppression like this?" Li Qingshan had already learnt about Bone Eating city through the Myriad Poison Ancestor a long time ago. That place was basically a living city of demonfolk, so it made perfect sense for the Bone Eating Shaman King to do something like that.
"No, or the King of Yue's estate wouldn't have been caught so unprepared. The Demon Suppression hall we visited in the past is a true land of demon suppression. It's watched over by your master, the Unraging monk, all year round, so it's actually very safe. However, not all places of demon suppression have a large sect like the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga watching over them."
"Even if they do, the demonic sects of the Mist province are probably extremely willing to collude with demonfolk. They might even possess greater power." Li Qingshan understood that these demonic cultivators could do anything as long as there were benefits.
"Yes. There are especially many places of demon suppression in the Mist province. Demon qi surges into the air everywhere now. The demonfolk have come again."
"A mere Bone Eating Shaman King can actually achieve something like that!" Li Qingshan was rather doubtful. After the battle of Fire Melt mountain, he understood that even great cultivators were not invincible. It was not like the King of Southern Yue's estate was to be trifled with. Was it really impossible for them to not be able to handle a single one? A single Bone Eating Shaman King!?
"The King of Southern Yue leveled Bone Eating city to the ground a year ago. The Bone Eating Shaman King fled into the Demon domain with heavy injuries, but in my opinion, he only played the role of a guide, making the Demon domain notice this place again. They saw an opportunity and launched another invasion. Actually, as long as demonfolk are determined, they can still open a passageway here even without those places of demon suppression. "
"So he's a guide!" Li Qingshan could not help but recall the history of his past life. The invasions of other races were often inseparable from internal strife. The Great Xia empire had stabilized the world and forcefully united the humans and daemons, so the invasions of demonfolk were pointless.
Now that the world was in chaos, the humans, otherfolk, and daemons were all in conflict, unable to work together.
If it were the Green province, then so be it. Righteous sects like the Sword Collection palace and the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga still had the spirit to sacrifice themselves and purge demons, but in a savage land like the Mist province where demonic cultivators roamed freely, who would be willing to risk their lives to fend off demonfolk? There would probably be groups of guides.
"Looks like the kings' estates of the two provinces aren't the only ones waiting for an opportunity to strike. Treating the nine provinces as a chessboard is just a lie. No one can predict all the variables on this chessboard. I understand what you're trying to say. Since no one is willing to play the hero, then let's do it! "
Li Qingshan raised his head and gazed at the sky. The Path of White Bone and Great Beauty was destined to be built around massacres on a large scale, but let alone the fact that he disliked killing innocent people, even if he did not care at all, from a rational perspective, indiscriminate slaughter would definitely lead to the rejection of the entire world. In the end, he would be besieged from all sides. And, these invading demonfolk happened to be the best enemies.
With a clang, he drew Tiger's Fang and pointed it at the sky.
"My blade is already dying of thirst!"
Several days later, fifty kilometers to the north of Fire Melt mountain.
Amidst the chain of volcanoes, there was a flowing river of magma. There was a small island. A small flower bloomed from the fiery-red rocks. At first glance, it looked like a dandelion, but its color was bright red like flames.
On the two sides of the river of magma, two shamans wielded weapons as they faced one another. One was a burly man with a head of messy, fiery-red hair. The other was a skinny man with skin like charcoal. His body was tattooed with flame-like patterns. He stared at the red flower on the patch of sand greedily.
"Black ghost, this is the King of Savages' territory. Do you really want to fight me?" The burly man suppressed his voice, as if he would alarm something terrifying if he spoke any louder.
"You son of a bitch, the blood of regular fire devourers flows through your veins. Don't you know that the King of Savages hates fire devourers the most? If you alarm him, he'll crush you to a pulp with a single punch. Don't even think about taking the Fire Velvet flower from me! "
The four hundred kilometers of Fire Melt mountain was a special blessed land. It nurtured many wondrous treasures that could not be found elsewhere. The Fire Velvet flower was one of them. However, the fire devourers were too powerful in the past, so outsiders could not approach this place at all. Ever since the fire devourers were destroyed, the King of Savages occupied the main peak of Fire Melt mountain and entered secluded cultivation. Only then did a few bold shamans and cultivators approach this place to dig up some fire spiritual stones and so on.
Let alone the fact that Li Qingshan was in the phoenix's nest and knew nothing about this, even if he did, he would not care. These "wondrous treasures" were completely useless in his eyes.
As time went on, more and more bold people gradually appeared. They constantly approached the depths of Fire Melt mountain in a probing manner. After all, the closer they got to the main peak, the more good things there would be. Riches came from danger. Whether it was shamans or demonic cultivators, neither of them lacked courage in this aspect. Where there was interest, there would be conflict. Who knew how many times something like this had happened in the four hundred kilometers of Fire Melt mountain today.
The two of them feared one another, but neither of them were willing to give up. Right when a great battle was about to erupt, a tender, clear voice suddenly rang out, "You two bastards, what are you doing in my home!?"
A fair-skinned child dressed in rainbow-coloured feather leapt out of the magma. He glanced around with his intelligent eyes and seemed to understand the whole story. He said furiously, "How dare you pick my flower? Do you believe me when I say I'll kill you with a single spit?"
The burly man and the black ghost were both taken aback. Their faces sank. They were both at the first heavenly tribulation — otherwise, they would never have ventured so deeply into Fire Melt mountain. They could be regarded as powerful figures in their respective tribes and sects, revered by everyone. Now that someone had suddenly scolded them, their feelings could obviously be imagined.
"Where did this bastard come from? How dare he behave so insolently before me, the Fire Venerable? Are you tired of living?" The burly man bellowed. His muscles bulged as he thought rapidly, This is clearly the King of Savages' territory. I've never heard of a child like him, and he's so young, yet he speaks so boldly. He even says this is his home. Don't tell me he's a flower spirit from the Fire Velvet flowers?
It all made sense if that was the case. So he was just putting on a show!
The cultivation community did not care much about outer appearance or age, but just how powerful could a child of two or three years old be? He was probably just born. Most importantly, under the guidance of a certain wutong tree, the child did not give off any powerful aura. His crude words and actions nullified the noble and mystical aura he was born with.
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