The night was deep, but the swamp was illuminated. Streaks of resplendent silver light tore through the sky.
The Silver Dragon King assumed an offensive stance, unleashing his full power. He seemed to have truly become a furious dragon, roaring and ripping apart the dense demon qi.
However, the demon qi that gushed out of the thirteen demon caverns was far too dense. The demonic clouds sealed off the sky the entire time. Even if a portion of the twelve Demon Gods' colossal bodies was destroyed, they would recover very quickly.
The King of Southern Yue stood in front of the porthole with his hands behind his back. His face was rather stern. The formation was much more troublesome than he had imagined it to be, and there seemed to be a mastermind behind the scenes controlling it, constantly nullifying the Silver Dragon King's attacks and minimising the damage. If this continued, the Silver Dragon King would definitely give way first.
He turned to the Banyan Tree King and said, "Fellow, there seems to be some existence eyeing this world. The demon plague probably won't end so easily this time."
The Banyan Tree King was well-versed in formations. He experienced the terror of the "mastermind" even more deeply than the King of Southern Yue. The Twelve Citadel Demon Formation of the Ominous did not operate smoothly. Instead, it felt a little sluggish. Clearly, it was also affected by the laws of heaven and earth. However, the effect of its operation was unbelievably good. It was as if it had completely seen through the Silver Dragon King's attacks and could turn the situation around with just a few pointers.
He said rather sternly, "Let's hope it's not like what I think it is!"
"Fellow, have you noticed something?" the King of Southern Yue asked.
"Among the twelve Demon Gods, one of them hasn't been attacked at all." When the Banyan Tree King saw the formation, he felt the situation was very severe, but he never thought it would be so severe.
"Qiongqi!" The King of Southern Yue thought back slightly and became stunned. "Impossible! Does a mere Bone Eating Shaman King possess such great prestige? "
Everyone knew that Bone Eating shamans worshipped Qiongqi as their ancestor god, but just like how the fire god Zhurong worshipped by the fire devourers, there had always been many ancient names in the south. These higher gods and demons existed in a higher world, so they rarely responded to their believers. Their names could only be passed down in places of wilderness.
In the eyes of mortals, the existences of cultivators were akin to gods, Buddhas, and devils. Especially those great cultivators who had undergone the third Heavenly Tribulation, they were lofty and unreachable.
However, the King of Southern Yue understood extremely well that they were only kings among cultivators. They were no closer to immortals, buddhas, and demons than mortals were to great cultivators. The path of cultivation was extremely, extremely long.
No great cultivator would pay attention to the battles between mortals because it was not worth it at all, and there was no meaning to it. This was why the King of Southern Yue refused to believe that Qiongqi would interfere with the affairs of the nine provinces. Just like for him, slaughtering one or two cities in Qing Province would not bring him any closer to victory. There were more important things that he had to deal with.
"I also hope that my guess is wrong, but the scale of this great formation is definitely not something that a Demon King can operate, let alone remotely control. It isolates a world and is restricted by the laws of heaven and earth. Even a Demon Emperor might not be able to do it."
The banyan tree potted plant on the table swayed its branches and turned into an old man. His dark green hair and beard were tangled together, basically obscuring his face. He arrived beside the King of Southern Yue, and his deep, green eyes were filled with worry.
The King of Southern Yue fell silent at first before shaking his head and breaking into laughter. "If that really is the case, then all of my plans are meaningless. All I can say is that the plans of man outweigh the plans of the heavens!"
The laws of the world were not absolute. As long as Qiongqi made up his mind and was willing to pay the price, he could turn this world into a Demon domain. There were some legendary existences that could even ignore the laws of the world and roam the worlds freely.
"If it were any other Demon God, I would be certain that it's not, but this one is renowned for making trouble out of nothing." The Banyan Tree King smiled bitterly.
Adults would not squat on the ground and burn ants for no reason, but who knew what a child would do. If a child with the power of a god still retained his great curiosity, then no one could guess what he would do.
The two kings who stood at the apex of the Mist province both frowned in thought as they worried about the unpredictable will of heaven.
At this moment, a magnificent streak of light shot over from the southern horizon.
"Pavilion master Ye is here. Looks like my side is a little faster." The King of Southern Yue cracked a smile.
"Looks like your majesty, the King of Yue has already thought it through." The Banyan Tree King smiled.
"Even if the sky collapses, there'll be the tall ones to hold it up. This isn't something for us to worry about. If it really reaches that point, we'll just become Demon Kings at most, unlike those people in the north," the King of Southern Yue said easily.
Most of the cultivators of the Mist province were demonic cultivators. Going from demonic cultivators to demonfolk was only a single word apart. As for many so-called righteous cultivators, all they could do was endure until the end. For example, the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga would never compromise. As a result, he could easily settle his grievances with his country and his family. At the very least, fortune and disaster came hand in hand.
"That's reasonable. Daemons and daemons have always been the same." The Great Banyan Tree King smiled, but his deep, dark green eyes were filled with unshakable worry.
Every world had its own laws. Those who complied would prosper, while those who disobeyed would perish. The Hungry Ghost realm only took in the dead, while the Asura realm was the home of warriors. If the nine provinces were converted to the Demon domain, then it would definitely be a world where good and evil were reversed, a world that ran amok. If they did not comply with the change, they would be eliminated and destroyed, but if they complied with the change, they would have to twist their own wills.
Every place had its own people. They were born in this world and grew up in this world, so they had already been branded deeply. How could it be that easy to change? They could suffer from qi deviation with the slightest carelessness. Even if they managed to keep their lives, they would have severed their path of cultivation.
As a result, no one could remain uninvolved in a war between worlds like this. The King of Southern Yue had only said it casually, or he would have colluded with the Demon domain a long time ago and turned the Mist province into the Demon domain's main base of invasion. With the assistance of several dozen Demon Kings, how was the Green province supposed to stop them?
And, if he really did that, his King of Yue's estate would immediately fall apart. Even if most of his guests were demonic cultivators, committing evil for the sake of power and satisfying their desires was not the same as reversing good and evil.
However, daemons were a little different, as daemons could not be considered good or evil, nor did they care about morals and etiquette. They obediently adhered to the natural law of survival of the fittest, so even if they fell into the Demon domain, they would only become a little more violent and vicious. Perhaps they might even adapt to it better! As a result, it did make some sense for the word "daemon" to be linked together.
If it were not for his great plan, the Banyan Tree King could have had it even easier than the King of Southern Yue.
So be it, so be it. I'm just an old tree. Though, in terms of speed, my side is still a little faster!
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