Chapter 801 The Demon Capital, Suppressed by One Hand

"Ah Qing, do you mean we're going to the demon realm?" Xiao Li's eyes lit up.

"Not bad." Lu Qing nodded slightly.

He's not that magnanimous; he wouldn't stand for it after being hit.

Since the demon race has come to surround and kill him, they should be prepared to be killed in return.

Lu Qing summoned the Void Flying Boat and flew in with Xiao Li.

The next moment, a spatial vortex appeared, and the void airship plunged into it and disappeared.

In the Demon Realm, in the capital city, within a massive and majestic palace.

This palace is called the Demon King's Palace. It is a sacred place that countless demons in the demon realm revere and yearn for, and it is also where the demon kings usually hold meetings.

But at this moment, the palace was filled with a heavy atmosphere.

More than a dozen figures sat silently on the throne.

There are many more thrones, but they are all empty.

After a long while, the powerful figure sitting at the very top finally spoke.

"So, you went to the Holy Alliance of the human race, hoping to join forces with them to kill that demonic primordial spirit from back then, but instead he turned the tables and killed you all?"

The speaker was a middle-aged man who looked almost identical to a human.

Only his pair of golden vertical pupils revealed his identity as someone different from humans.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

A figure with a lion's head answered with a look of shame.

If Lu Qing were here, he would recognize that this lion-headed man was the Golden Lion Clan Demon Emperor whom he had killed at Tian Sheng Peak.

However, his aura was much weaker at this moment, barely reaching the level of the initial stage of the Nascent Soul Realm.

“A cultivator who was just entering the Nascent Soul Realm decades ago is now able to crush you all.”

The middle-aged man with golden eyes looked somewhat incredulous.

“Your Majesty, those at the Nascent Soul Realm are anomalies and cannot be viewed with common sense.”

The Golden Lion King recalled the scene of his death and felt an overwhelming fear rising in his heart.

“That demon’s current strength is unmatched in the primordial spirit realm. With just one punch, it killed me and the Demon Bull King. I think the elders of the Holy Alliance are probably in grave danger as well.”

Lu Qing had already killed the Golden Lion King and a group of powerful demons, so they did not get to see what happened next.

However, judging from the strength Lu Qing displayed, the Golden Lion Emperor was certain that the elders of the Holy Alliance would not be able to withstand that terrifying demon.

Upon hearing this, the other figures on the throne all trembled, revealing expressions of shock.

The strength of the Golden Lion King and the Demon Bull King needs no further explanation; they are beings that surpass these demon kings, almost second only to the "Emperor".

Even they were killed with a single punch, just how powerful was that demon?

"uncertain."

The middle-aged man with golden eyes shook his head, having a different opinion.

“With things getting this big, Luo Yuantian can’t just sit idly by. As long as he takes action, the evil spirits won’t be able to cause any trouble.”

The Golden Lion King opened his mouth.

He naturally knew who Luo Yuantian, whom the "Emperor" was referring to, was. He was a powerful being at the Dao Integration Realm and the true guardian of the human race.

However, he felt that with the terrifying strength of that demon, even a Dao Integration Realm expert sending down a sliver of divine thought might not be able to suppress it.

However, considering that the "Emperor" is also at the Dao Integration Realm, saying this might displease him.

So the Golden Lion King thought it over and ultimately decided to keep quiet.

But the middle-aged man with golden eyes was no ordinary being; how could he not see the expression on the Golden Lion King's face?

He immediately understood that the Golden Lion King had been traumatized by that evil spirit.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man with golden eyes felt a sense of disappointment.

Having been traumatized by a demonic primordial spirit of the same realm, with such a weak Dao heart, it's unlikely that the Golden Lion Emperor will ever break through his limits and enter the Dao Integration Realm in his lifetime.

In the future, the demon race will still need him to do his best to support them.

As expected, although their demon race was exceptionally gifted and born powerful.

However, in terms of cultivating their Dao heart, they are still much inferior to humans and demons.

However, the middle-aged man with golden eyes did not reveal his true thoughts.

Instead, he comforted the Golden Lion King: "Alright, Lion King, you've just been resurrected. You should go back and rest first. After a few days, once the Ancestral Demon Tower is restored, I will also resurrect the Demon Bull King and the others."

The resurrection techniques of the demon race differ somewhat from those of the human race.

Most importantly, there is the Ancestral Demon Tower within their territory. Thanks to the power of the Ancestral Demon Tower, they can be resurrected much more easily than humans.

However, reviving the Demon King using the Ancestral Demon Tower also requires a large amount of resources.

As for reviving an Eighth Tribulation Demon King like the Golden Lion Emperor, it goes without saying that it would take at least several days for him to recover and be able to use it again.

"Yes, I shall take my leave now."

The Golden Lion King also felt his weakness at the moment and wanted to return to his clan as soon as possible to recuperate and restore his cultivation.

He immediately stood up, preparing to leave.

But at that moment, he saw the middle-aged man with golden eyes suddenly change his expression.

Slightly taken aback, before he could even ask any questions, he sensed an incomparably powerful aura appearing above the capital.

"This is……"

Sensing this aura, the Golden Lion King's expression changed drastically, and he almost jumped up.

He was all too familiar with that aura.

"Your Majesty, it's that demonic spirit! He's come after us in the Demon Realm!"

Feeling that terrifying aura, the Golden Lion King's heart trembled.

He understood perfectly well that, just as he had suspected, the elders of the Holy Alliance had failed to kill the demon.

It's likely that all those elders, like them, have been killed.

At this point, Tian Sheng Peak is probably already a ruin.

"Oh, so this is the demon?"

Sensing Lu Qing's unbridled aura, the middle-aged man with golden eyes revealed an expression of interest.

"Could it be that Luo Yuantian was delayed by something and didn't send down his divine sense avatar to suppress him? That's perfect, let me deal with him then. How dare you run wild in my Demon Realm? Let's see how many lives you have!"

Having said that, the golden-eyed middle-aged man's figure had already disappeared from the throne.

"Your Majesty..."

Upon seeing this, the Golden Lion King became extremely anxious and immediately shouted.

However, it was too late. Before the words could be fully uttered, the golden-eyed middle-aged man had already disappeared.

The other demon kings looked at each other in bewilderment.

However, they quickly realized what was happening and their figures also disappeared from the throne.

"you……"

Seeing this, the Golden Lion King became even more anxious.

However, he had just been resurrected and was extremely weak, possessing only the strength of someone who had just entered the Nascent Soul Realm.

Even if they wanted to teleport, they would be willing but unable to.

In the end, he could only transform into a stream of light, fly out of the gate of the Demon King's Palace, and soar into the sky.

"Little White, is this the capital of your demon race?"

High in the sky, Lu Qing stood suspended in mid-air, looking down at the vast city below.

Beside him, the white dragon transformed into half a human size and also hovered.

"Yes, Your Majesty, below lies our most prosperous capital city."

Bai Jiao looked at the capital, a complex expression in his eyes.

When it was young, it also lived in the capital for a considerable period of time.

Back then, my father and mother were still alive, and they doted on and loved it dearly.

That period was also the happiest time of its life.

It never imagined that it would be able to return here one day.

"It's good that we didn't come to the wrong place."

Lu Qing nodded slightly, unabashedly releasing his aura.

Just then, his expression shifted slightly, and he looked ahead.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man with golden vertical pupils appeared high in the sky ahead, curiously observing him.

Upon seeing the middle-aged man with golden eyes, Xiao Bai's body trembled violently.

Although it didn't know who the other party was, its instinctive feeling made it feel an indescribable fear from the bottom of its heart.

"Xiao Bai, you go back to the Li Huo Cauldron first."

Lu Qing noticed Xiao Bai's condition and, without hesitation, gently wiped it away, putting it into the Li Huo Cauldron.

"Is this the white dragon you took away back then?"

The middle-aged man with golden eyes saw this but did not stop it; instead, he asked questions.

He didn't even consider a mere Golden Core Realm White Dragon a threat.

Lu Qing, on the contrary, surprised him somewhat.

Because he had already realized that Lu Qing was an Eighth Tribulation Primordial Spirit.

Logically speaking, a mere eighth-level Nascent Soul cultivator shouldn't be worth his attention.

However, considering what the Golden Lion Emperor said, if this person had only just passed the tribulation of the primordial spirit and entered the primordial spirit realm decades ago, then that would be extraordinary.

In such a short time, he cultivated from the initial stage of the Primordial Spirit Realm to the eighth stage of the Primordial Spirit Realm.

Even he had never heard of such a speed of cultivation.

For a moment, even the middle-aged man with golden eyes couldn't help but become somewhat solemn.

"Indeed, I didn't expect that there would be a Dao Integration Realm among the demon race. No wonder they can occupy such a vast territory."

Lu Qing subtly activated his supernatural ability and looked at the other person.

He could naturally tell that the golden-eyed middle-aged man in front of him was, like Luo Yuantian, a divine consciousness split.

But just to be on the safe side, he still needed to check the other party's background.

"You can tell my origins?" The middle-aged man with golden eyes was somewhat surprised.

"Although such a powerful being who has attained the Dao is rarely seen, I have still had the opportunity to meet him several times."

Lu Qing did not refuse when the other party wanted to talk.

As he watched the message on the note slowly appear in his field of vision, he felt even more reassured.

"Since you know I am at the Dao Integration Realm, why do you still dare to so blatantly release your aura in front of me?"

The middle-aged man with golden eyes sensed Lu Qing's unrestrained aura and asked curiously.

He couldn't understand what gave Lu Qing the confidence to face him so calmly.

At this moment, the other demon kings had also arrived in the sky.

However, seeing that the "Emperor" was talking to the other party, they did not overstep their bounds, but stood far away on the periphery, vaguely forming a siege formation.

Lu Qing ignored all of this, and even when he saw the Golden Lion King flying up from behind, his expression did not change. Instead, he chuckled.

"Why wouldn't you dare? Although the Dao Integration Realm is powerful, it is not invincible in this Tianyuan Great World. Your divine sense clone may not be able to do anything to me."

"It seems you are very confident."

The middle-aged man with golden eyes did not get angry; instead, his heart became even more solemn.

He could sense that Lu Qing wasn't bluffing, but genuinely had that confidence.

To be able to cultivate to this level, one must not be a naive fool.

So it seems the other side does indeed have something to rely on.

"Enough with the nonsense, I have no other purpose in coming here."

Back then, several demon kings of your demon race joined forces to kill me when I had just undergone my tribulation.

Three days ago, they joined forces with the Holy Alliance of the human race to try and kill me.

I'm here now to settle this score with you.

Having already ascertained the background of the middle-aged man with golden eyes, Lu Qing lost interest in continuing the pretense.

"You're here to settle scores with us?"

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man with golden eyes seemed to have heard a joke and could hardly believe it.

"You slaughtered all the demon kings of our demon race, and now you've come to settle scores with us?"

“That’s right.” Lu Qing said calmly, “I don’t want to commit unnecessary killings, but if this debt cannot be settled, then there is no need for this Demon Realm capital to continue to exist.”

Seeing the expression on Lu Qing's face, the middle-aged man with golden eyes realized that the other party was not joking, but serious.

His expression gradually turned cold.

He sighed, "It seems I've been too lenient, allowing even an Eighth Tribulation Nascent Soul cultivator to utter nonsense in my presence."

The middle-aged man with golden eyes was slightly moved. He was about to teach Lu Qing a lesson and make this arrogant Nascent Soul Realm cultivator realize the truth of reality.

Suddenly, his eyes widened and he felt a sudden weight on his shoulders.

Unbeknownst to him, Lu Qing had already appeared in front of him, her hand gently resting on his shoulder.

"How is this possible?!"

The middle-aged man with golden eyes suddenly changed his expression. He instinctively wanted to back away, but was horrified to find that Lu Qing's hand on his shoulder was incredibly heavy.

It was as if the towering mountain was pressing down on him, and for a moment he was unable to break free.

“Xuan Tu Jin Long, you follow the path of earth and metal, don’t you? It seems that your understanding of the Dao of Space is far less profound than Luo Yuan Tian’s.”

Lu Qing placed his hand on the shoulder of the middle-aged man with golden eyes and sighed softly.

"What? You've met Luo Yuantian?"

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man with golden eyes was once again shaken.

He had previously thought that Luo Yuantian might have been delayed by something and had not sent down his divine sense clone, which was why he was unable to suppress Lu Qing and allow him to come to the Demon Realm.

But now it seems he has already met Luo Yuantian?

More importantly, Lu Qing had just called him the Xuan Tu Jin Long, which meant he knew his true form.

Having his true form exposed in a single sentence, coupled with the suppressive force on his shoulder, the middle-aged man with golden hair suddenly felt a sense of foreboding.

“Of course I have seen him. Luo Yuantian’s understanding of the Great Dao is much stronger than yours. Even I was somewhat unable to do anything to him in a short period of time.”

Lu Qing's voice was very calm, but every word he uttered struck the golden-eyed middle-aged man like a thunderclap.

His unease grew stronger.

No longer caring about manners, it suddenly let out a wild roar, and a pair of dragon horns grew from its forehead, while scales slowly appeared on its face.

However, it no longer maintained its human form and wanted to transform into a dragon to fight against Lu Qing.

After his body changed, the middle-aged man with golden eyes also became much stronger and began to struggle fiercely, trying to break free from Lu Qing's suppression.

"Keep quiet."

Just then, Lu Qing said something in a calm voice.

Then the middle-aged man with golden eyes felt as if a vast expanse of heaven and earth was pressing down on his shoulders, rendering him unable to move once again.

(End of this chapter)