Chapter 397 The Four Kings' Battle for Sainthood and the Opening of the Treasure Exchange Event

Below the high platform.

The Two-Tailed Shadow Cat looked at the four Great Perfection Demon Kings chatting happily above, his mind indecisive. For him, it would be better to bet on the future Holy Lord of the Northern Demon Clan in advance.

The greatest benefit is to the demon cat clan. Waiting until the results are out before joining them is merely following the crowd, not even icing on the cake.

But what if you bet wrong?

Even without the Holy Lord's word, the clan would be met with hostility and suppression. The current state of the demon cat clan is actually a microcosm of the entire demon race. Lacking a powerful leader, they can only rely on other forces.

It's like sending a powerful, guardian spirit beast to a major, dominant force.

The demon cat chose to attach itself to a more public-oriented chamber of commerce like Jinmanlou.

There are quite a few middle-class groups that have made the same choice as them. Now that the power structure within the Northern Demon Clan has been reshuffled, they will inevitably have to make a choice.

He was torn between choosing the Heavenly Roc King or the Five-Colored King.

As for King Leilin and King Huoya, they were not even considered. The former was too racist, and the latter was used to being unconventional and was not suitable to be the Holy Lord.

As he pondered, the situation on the stage began to change.

A fierce argument broke out, and the four demon kings lost all composure. Despite the intensity of the argument, no sound was uttered.

The banquet lasted for nearly two months.

Arguments would break out on stage from time to time, which the demons were used to. The only question was when the competition would begin.

Unexpectedly, this topic was brought up again.

The invisible protective barrier on the high platform shattered completely, and the Fire Crow King was furious.

He angrily retorted, "You brat, you're not worth discussing things with!"

King Lei Lin was equally unceremonious, unleashing a bolt of lightning that was neutralized by a torrent of crimson-black flames. He arrogantly declared, "I have never engaged in such despicable acts."

Having said that, he soared into the sky.

Centered on his body, the demonic energy, driven by supernatural powers, transformed into bolts of lightning, which suddenly attacked the Fire Crow King, who opened his mouth and spat out a fire-feathered blade.

He spun sideways, like a giant fiery blade cleaving through space, twisting and tearing everything apart, and annihilating the lightning serpent with unstoppable force.

In the first battle.

It turned out that King Lei Lin was at a disadvantage.

The crowd below retreated to the sides, onto the steps surrounding the airspace battlefield, to observe the sudden outbreak of battle, treating it entirely as the opening of the battle for the Holy Lord!

The demonic beasts whose strength was below the fourth level of transformation also retreated one after another. The arena-like place was instantly cleared in the middle, while the surrounding stands were filled with all kinds of shrunken demonic beasts.

"Lord Lei Lin!"

"Take them down!"

"Defeat the Fire Crow King!"

The shouts rose and fell like a tidal wave, and with each wave of sound supporting him, King Leilin was full of pride. King Huoya had only brought a dozen or so fire crows.

How could he possibly contend with such a sea of ​​eerie sounds? His expression turned incredibly grim.

The Five-Colored King commented calmly.

"See? This is what happens when you fail to win the hearts of demons. The Holy Lord is ultimately a position of management, not suitable for a brute. Wu Yan is no good, and neither is Lei Lin Wang."

The implication is that the only real competitor is King Tianpeng.

These words were not hidden and were deliberately made to be heard by everyone. The Nascent Soul cultivator of Huangquan Temple, who was standing with the Evil Dragon Spider Clan on the surrounding stands, seemed to be deep in thought upon hearing them.

The demon clans of the North seem to be showing signs of infighting over the position of Holy Lord.

He was also hesitant about whether to put in more effort.

Besides the people from Huangquan Temple, there were also people from Jinmanlou, Tianbaoge, Nilingxuezong, Biyunzong, and Wangyuegong on the platform, but they had no intention of interfering in this Demon King's Banquet.

Most of those dispatched were early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, just there to witness the event and go through the motions.

The righteous and demonic paths are currently engaged in a fierce battle. Although they have seen each other, they have no intention of attacking. With so many Nascent Soul cultivators present, they will not stand idly by and watch any Nascent Soul cultivator die here.

And... there's no need.

Meeting on the battlefield is one thing, but when you meet elsewhere, if there's no conflict of interest, it's generally a "you're good, I'm good, we're all good" situation.

Regardless, those at the Nascent Soul stage belong to the ruling class in both territories, and with very few exceptions, Nascent Soul cultivators cherish their lives.

King Leilin and King Huoya were locked in a fierce battle, and it seemed they were about to unleash their natal demonic treasures to get serious, when King Tianpeng suddenly transformed into a golden light and appeared between the two.

As their eyes met, the three of them immediately put into practice the preliminary plan they had devised during their recent arguments.

King Tianpeng said.

"The fight ends here. The Fire Crow King has won. Thunder Kirin King, are you convinced?"

"What?"

"Why?!"

"Your Majesty, there's something fishy going on."

Before King Leilin could say anything, his subordinates, consisting of scaled beasts, erupted in protest, defending their king and questioning the fairness of King Tianpeng's decision.

Unexpectedly, King Tianpeng delivered a bombshell right off the bat.

"A conspiracy? This king plays the conspiracy game! What are you going to do about it?"

The room fell silent immediately after he said that.

How are they supposed to respond to that?

If that's the case, then just award King Tianpeng the Holy Lord Award. Who can compare to him? This aerial arena is also the territory of the Tianpeng clan.

As expected.

Tianpeng King's words provoked fierce opposition from the entire audience, with a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator from the Dragon Python Clan shouting loudly.

"I object!"

"This battle will determine the position of Holy Lord of the Northern Demon Clan."

"According to the rules, every transformed demon is qualified to participate. If King Tianpeng insists on doing so, I will also call a few friends to retaliate against you, you incompetent fool!"

Amidst the public outrage, the demon race, which has always been subservient to force rather than rules, saw a surge of rebellious voices, prompting King Tianpeng to sigh helplessly in his heart.

According to the Fire Crow King's plan, of the four of them...

The most suitable candidate to become the Holy Lord is Lu Ming, the Five-Colored King. Although the Medicine Horned Deer clan is not very skilled in combat, they excel in governing their territory.

Since the Azure Dragon Ancestor went into seclusion, the Medicine Horned Deer clan has developed the fastest, and has already learned from the human race to build a city with spiritual veins as the core in the Northern Broken Realm Mountains.

He abandoned the primitive custom of the demon race of using the sky as a blanket and the earth as a bed, and coincidentally, he had countless ordinary demons and wild demons who came to join him because of his reputation.

This development model is perfectly suited to them, saving a lot of living space, accommodating more demons, and having much greater development potential than their traditional tribal system.

After being persuaded, Tianpeng King chose to sullied himself.

To make room for the Five Colors King, a fixed match is needed to establish his power. It must be clear to everyone, yet they must not be able to see the problem.

This is the real difficulty, and the core issue they've been arguing about for two months.

How to act it?

At that moment, the Five-Colored King slowly took off, his entire body radiating five-colored spiritual light, forming an astonishing pillar of spiritual energy that soared straight into the sky.

The level of sophistication was off the charts, leaving the demons utterly astonished.

Because they vaguely sensed a wisp of Nascent Soul Transformation aura, the feeling of Nascent Soul Transformation was very obvious, even the supporters of King Lei Lin, who were used to shouting, felt that something was very wrong.

The Five-Colored King rarely experienced the feeling of subduing others with force.

I couldn't resist reaching out and beckoning with my finger.

"You...all of you, attack together!"

"Arrogant."

"How arrogant!"

"--furious!!"

While these interesting scenes were unfolding in the aerial arena, Wang Yu was having a great time. The Ancient Beast Ancestral God Mountain was practically a holy land for body refining.

Compared to the various treasures in the Blood Abyss that enhance magical power, it is in no way inferior, and even more precious because it also has an effect on the Nascent Soul stage.

Since the demon race of the Northland did not prohibit outsiders from trespassing.

This place should be quite famous; Wang Yu shouldn't have never heard of it.

If it's because of fear of danger.

It's not like they completely blocked all information channels. If Lei Yao hadn't mentioned it, he wouldn't have even known this sacred mountain existed, which shows that there must be some secrets hidden within it.

Two months is enough time for him to climb from the foot of the mountain to the fifteenth floor near the summit, and there are eighteen rest platforms at the corner.

After receiving the gift from the Beast God of the fifteenth level, Wang Yu's cultivation level of the early stage of the fourth level of body refinement directly exceeded half. If divided into nine levels, he has already reached the second level of the fourth level.

The skull has been tempered more than halfway and already possesses some of the properties of an immortal bone.

The estimated difference differed from his initial expectations because some platforms offered rewards that included a Beast Soul Baptism, which affected the divine consciousness, strengthening the soul and nourishing the consciousness.

Even though Wang Yu's soul realm was at the mid-fourth level, he still gained a lot of benefits. Just as he was preparing to challenge the 1,080 stone steps of the sixteenth level.

The jade slip in the Heart of the Sea Ring suddenly shattered.

This was Brother Hei informing him that the battle for sainthood among the four kings had begun. Wang Yu was eager to witness the combat power of the top beings in this world, broaden his horizons, and gain a clearer understanding of his own position.

Observing battles between the strongest individuals offers countless benefits.

Those with exceptional talent may be able to glean one or two secret techniques from this, which could be considered a small stroke of luck.

The challenge of the Ancient Beast Ancestor Mountain has been temporarily terminated.

Wang Yu was about to fly away when he saw the message on the jade slip and his expression froze.

"it's over?"

The speed is ridiculously fast; were they being crushed?

While pondering.

Wang Yu glanced back at the Beast Ancestor Ancient Divine Mountain, then headed towards the airspace platform. Lei Yao had already left, and he could come back to this place at any time.

Let's go over there and check out the situation first.

The Treasure Exchange Event has always been a major venue for the appearance of high-end and rare resources, so it's worth going there in advance.

Besides, he was also curious about who had won so quickly.

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"How is this possible?!"

"He only used one move..."

"This is terrifying! Is this the power of a Nascent Soul cultivator?!"

"The Five-Colored Holy Lord!"

"The Five-Colored Holy Lord!"

"The Five-Colored Holy Lord!"

Amidst the roaring congratulations, Lu Ming, the Five-Colored King, turned his right hand behind his back, revealing the stark white bone beneath his fingertips, a gesture meant to intimidate everyone.

He deliberately used an invisible, fifth-order, broken ancient treasure.

Only in this way can one simulate the power of a Nascent Soul cultivator. Even so, it is still far from being a true Nascent Soul cultivator, so it is only natural to pay a price for it.

The three kings: Tianpeng, Leilin, and Huoya.

Having already been defeated instantly by that five-colored divine light, Tianpeng King collapsed unconscious on the field, feeling an unbearable heat on his face.

He communicated with the other two who were "pretending to be unconscious" using his divine sense.

He said worriedly, "Won't we be exposed like this... It's too much of an exaggeration for someone to fall down in one move."

The Fire Crow King refuted this with his divine sense.

"It's alright. They've never seen a true Nascent Soul cultivator in action. The Azure Dragon Ancestor once gave me some pointers, so his power will only be more exaggerated."

The title of Holy Lord is both important and unimportant.

The real key lies in the clash of power at the Nascent Soul level. After outwardly displaying discord, they secretly stage several fake battles.

Then comes the waiting.

Once either Taihu or Chiyuan is moved, they can openly join the war, whether by contacting the Five Color Kings or any of their factions.

It wouldn't be impossible to rightfully take the territory and benefits once we've acquired them, but how to claim the fiefdom is another matter entirely and requires careful consideration.

The demon race is powerful, with a large number of demons capable of transforming into human form.

The side with the advantage might not be interested, but if the situation becomes difficult, it's hard to say. For example, the Reverse Spirit Blood Sect is currently surrounded by enemies and desperately needs help.

The simplest way to quell the chaos in Fengzhou would be to send a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator to maintain order, but both Right Yellow Spring and South Joyful Union are formidable adversaries.

Two of the three strategic passes along the border of the three states have already been lost.

As if left undefended, the cultivators from Taihu Lake were allowed to advance unimpeded, and now it was Fengzhou that was being disturbed.

If the situation continues to escalate, it is very likely that the main battlefield of this war between good and evil will be firmly anchored in the four states under the command of the Reverse Spirit Blood Sect, which is not a good thing.

This internal division suggests that only one group of demons was brought to the table, not the entire demon race, and that the cost is bearable.

It has a style reminiscent of Jiang Taigong fishing, where those who are willing will take the bait.

We cooperate with whoever comes along; it's simple and straightforward.

The battle for the throne among the four kings ended too quickly, so Wang Yu didn't even get to see them leave before the battle for the throne among the nine kings began.

The three kings of the four tribes did not put on a show this time.

After easily and directly crushing the late-stage demon kings of the eight clans, the top three demon kings were confirmed. Only then did Wang Yu arrive late, silently appearing beside Brother Hei.

He glanced at the King Kong Ape and the Dragon Python, who were locked in a fierce battle on the stage.

He asked curiously.

"Who's winning?"

"The Five-Colored King".

Brother Hei looked serious. He had failed to place his bet before the decisive battle, and the situation had far exceeded his expectations. He was now considering how to join the Five Colors King's camp.

Seeing that he seemed preoccupied, Wang Yu didn't ask any further questions.

Turning his head, he began to observe the battle in the arena. The dragon-python possessed some true dragon bloodline, and occasionally one or two individuals with outstanding aptitude in the clan would be born with superior earth-grade bloodlines.

Late-stage fourth-tier demon kings are emerging one after another, and their position among the eight clans of the Northern Underground is relatively stable. The Vajra Ape, on the other hand, is rare and is born with an indestructible body.

They are naturally suited to the path of beast-based body tempering, and while not particularly intelligent, they are extremely loyal, making them a suitable choice for the Holy Lord's personal guard. Both have the potential to become the Nine Demon Kings.

Therefore, the fights were earth-shattering.

The space itself was shaken and rippled continuously, making the battle situation look very strange from a third-person perspective, as if it were being viewed in a sluggish, frame-by-frame manner.

It's as if they've mastered spatial escape techniques.

They flashed forward and clashed again, their demonic energy soaring into the sky like a raging fire, completely igniting the atmosphere in the arena, making it incredibly intense.

Wang Yu made a mental estimate.

If the Nine Evil Sword Lord also possessed such combat power, he would definitely be no match for him, unless he could break through to the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm in both his cultivation paths, otherwise he wouldn't even have the qualifications to put up a fight.

The most troublesome thing is the existence of supernatural powers and magical intent.

Its power is astonishing, far surpassing that of early and mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators. No wonder it can be called a great cultivator; it is fundamentally different.

First update, second update tonight.

(End of this chapter)