You think they can't take the city just because you say so? Do you think the demonic cultivators listen to you like that?

Li Tuo was completely distraught.

He wanted to protest, but Yan Qing wouldn't listen. He summoned a few leaders, held a meeting, and then left without a word, leaving him completely unprepared.

Oh my god!

What should we do now?!

Li Tuo was extremely hesitant. Although he had always hoped to be given an important position, this was not the kind of important position he wanted!

"Fellow Daoist Li, what should we do next?"

One of the core cultivators looked at Li Tuo; they were all waiting for him to arrange the next steps. He was now being forced into this situation, and had no choice but to comply.

"As Dean Yan instructed, we will send more cultivators to guard the area around the Heavenly Palace day and night. The Dean said that demonic cultivators are nothing to fear, and everyone should hold their ground here and wait for his return!"

His instructions sounded quite serious.

##

Shanghai Imperial City

At this moment, the Demon Elder stood below the main hall, his eyes darkening as he looked at the strange, long-headed porcelain figure on the memorial table in the hall.

"What's wrong, old buddy? Don't you recognize me?"

Wan Zhi looked down at the people below, smiled, and said with nostalgia, "I still remember the first time I met you, you were a handsome young man. All these years have passed, and you've grown so old."

"You haven't really forgotten me, have you?"

Of course, the Demon Lord wouldn't forget.

He clearly remembered that when he was still a minor cultivator in the art of weapon crafting, barely reaching the Grandmaster level, he had been searching for various secret realms to the ends of the earth. Later, he crossed the wide coastline and finally arrived at the other side of the sea.

This place has long been explicitly forbidden, and cultivators are not allowed to set foot in the sea. However, because this prohibition has been in effect for too long, it is no longer enough to restrain the audacious descendants.

He's here.

They also found the secret place they had been looking for – Prisoner's Pool.

He found the cultivation techniques and various treasures and magical artifacts left behind by the first demonic cultivator in the pool. Among these artifacts was the strange thing with the porcelain body and human head—Wan Zhi.

Because it was so strange, even having the power to manipulate and incite people, he simply bestowed the treasure upon Mudo.

He had always thought this was just a magical artifact skilled at provocation, but what kind of magical artifact could have its own consciousness? What kind of magical artifact could possess demonic power even stronger than when it was in the world?

This is an extremely powerful demonic cultivator!

The old demon secretly guessed his identity, while his body obediently submitted at his feet. "Junior pays respects to senior. I was unaware of your esteemed status before and have offended you greatly. Please forgive me."

That's how demonic cultivators are; the strong are the bosses.

The Demon Elder bowed respectfully to him, and even reached out to pull Bai Yu Zhenjun to kneel down with him. Bai Yu Zhenjun stood upright to the side, looking up at him arrogantly.

How could one kneel before a demonic cultivator who is neither human nor ghost?

"Elder Demon, there's no need for such a grand gesture. I am merely an ordinary demon cultivator."

Wan Zhi's gaze swept over Bai Yu Zhenjun, completely unconcerned about his reaction. "But now, I need you to do two small favors..."

Prisoner's Shore

Since the pool dried up, a huge rock has emerged from its depths. Although the pool has disappeared, the rock's function remains unchanged; it is still the cruelest place of punishment for prisoners.

However, today, a group of people surrounded Prisoner's Pool, preventing anyone from entering. The Demon Elder carried Wan Zhi inside. Wan Zhi looked at the giant rock in front of him, took a deep breath, and his eyes flashed with hatred and longing.

"So many years have passed, and the person who wanted to kill me is long gone, but I am still alive today."

He laughed and looked at the hole revealed by the boulder that had been moved aside, where his body lay.

The Demon Lord sent men to drain the pool of water that had accumulated in the cave, and then sent others to search for the remains inside. As the remains were unearthed piece by piece, his smile grew wider and wider.

After the demonic cultivator found all the bones on the ground and carefully cleaned them, he placed them all in front of Wan Zhi. Then, those around saw Wan Zhi slowly emerging from the container that housed him.

First the head, then the neck, and then... a bare piece of white bone.

The bottle contained his upper body.

No hands, no legs, no flesh, and no internal organs! A skeleton supported a head huddled inside the bottle, then slowly crawled out. Even Jia Xitong couldn't help but feel nauseous at the sheer force of this world-shaking experience!

Unconcerned about others' opinions, Wan Zhi painstakingly pieced together the bones he had found and placed them back into his original body parts. As the bones were fully assembled, flesh began to grow back on his body automatically.

However, when they were piecing the bones together to the left shinbone, one of the bones was missing.

Wan Zhi looked at the demonic cultivators in charge of the salvage operation beside him, "Haven't you finished searching?"

"Sir, we have searched every corner of the cave."

The demonic cultivator had barely finished speaking when his head fell to the ground. "Liar, I'm still missing one calf."

When Wan Zhi snapped the man's neck, he didn't even blink. In those few seconds, the flesh that had regrown on his body began to disappear bit by bit. The clothes that had just been hung up began to fall apart, and he was once again transformed into the monster with only a head and upper body skeleton.

"What a pity, we still have to use this ugly appearance. I didn't expect to be a step too late."

He collected the bones and returned to the porcelain bottle.

"Elder Demon, you wouldn't mind if I asked you to send people to find my bones, would you?" Wan Zhi said with a smile.

The Demon Elder nodded slightly. "Yes."

"Oh, and the people here, I really dislike them. They even steal a bone, it's absolutely outrageous."

Then he casually said, "Kill him."

The Demon Elder was taken aback upon hearing this. Although he could ruthlessly kill martial cultivators, he considered demon cultivators his subjects.

“They are just a group of ordinary people. If your body has really been taken by them, as long as I send people to look for it, they will not dare not return it.”

At this critical moment, the Demon Elder humbly tried to salvage the situation, only to be met with a cold glance from Wan Zhi: "Are you questioning my decision?"

The Demon Lord failed to save those people.

Overnight, the small village that had been established around Prisoner's Pool was studied. Wan Zhi did not find his bones, but his character was seen by the Demon Elder and True Monarch Bai Yu.

Brutality, indiscriminate killing!

Wan Zhi didn't value the lives of the demonic cultivators at all; in fact, he was eager for them to go and die in groups.

In just seven days, Wan Zhi had already ordered and urged them to launch multiple attacks on the Heavenly Palace.

The Demon Lord originally intended to educate and nurture the Demon Child before gradually taking action, but now he can no longer withstand his urging and has begun preparing to launch an attack on the Heavenly Palace overnight.

Late at night, there was a sudden knock on his door.

"who?"

"……I."

Bai Yuzhenjun's voice rang out from outside the door, "I want to talk to you."

---Aside---

Goodnight everyone~

Well... there's a reason why the male lead was acting a bit strange before; anyway, this time he was in the atmosphere...

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