PFC Chapter 157 Unworthy of the Supreme
Chapter 157 Unworthy of the Supreme
Zhu Jiu returned to Yue Shangshuang's body.
But because she had been out of her body for three days, although she had entered, her soul had become more perfect and she was no longer the same as before. It would take at least half an hour for her to barely adapt to the world and to be able to control it with ease.
This process can be described as long at this moment.
The underground was so quiet, completely different from the hellish scene on the ground. Zhu Jiu frowned, his expression gloomy, but he was powerless to do anything.
The Star Lord said angrily: "I saw it all. They didn't even let go of the monsters that had developed intelligence! This is not looking for wood, it's clearly a massacre!"
"Not only that, the pretentious demon Qingqu from the Demon King Palace was also involved. I can't even imagine how chaotic the Great Wilderness must be on a normal day."
Compared to the animal type, it is often more difficult for the plant type to produce intelligence.
Fengwulin is located at the easternmost part of the Great Wilderness, and is constantly protected from the strong winds that blow from the Cracked Sand Land to the Great Wilderness. The living environment is extremely harsh.
To the Fengwu demons, every newborn demon is extremely precious and is taken special care of by the tribe members.
But now dozens of them died in the blink of an eye.
And, it’s still going on.
……
Cangjie reached the Demon King's Palace at the fastest speed in his life.
The location of the Demon King Palace is extremely ingenious and stunning. It is like a huge fairy palace, hanging in the air above a deep abyss.
The mist is lingering and the sunset glows brightly, it is a scene not of this mortal world.
The demon king clan that lives there overlooks the entire wilderness from high above.
It’s as if there is a huge gap between monsters below and fairies above.
Cangjie had no intention of appreciating the scene. He glanced at the bottomless cliff, closed his eyes, and suppressed his palpitations.
He raised his foot and walked into the air. This step looked like jumping off a cliff, but he did not step on empty air. A ripple appeared across the sky.
Cangjie climbed quickly on the transparent stairs, approaching that unreachable place step by step.
Looking down from the entrance of the Demon King's Palace, it was like a weak ant that had strayed into a fairyland, unable to fly and walking in a crude manner.
It's almost the same as a mortal bravely breaking into the fairy palace.
What kind of identity is this? He can’t control weapons, he doesn’t have any spiritual weapons, his cultivation is not enough, yet he dares to come to the Demon King’s Palace and make a fool of himself?
The Fengluan Tianmen Army guarding the Tianmen Gate laughed so hard that their bellies burst into laughter.
“Hahaha, I knew that this useless guy would dare to climb into the Demon King Palace again!”
"Don't say that. Being able to climb nine thousand steps at least proves that this kid... is not a cripple, hahaha!"
"It's just for fun. At least it can relieve boredom. How pitiful. Do you think we will really let him in?"
The so-called passing on the message with empty hands and waiting quietly is nothing more than a polite refusal. Those who will seriously follow this process are most likely not presentable people.
The Tianmen soldiers have been guarding the gate for many years. Although they are not very strong, they have sharp eyes and can tell at a glance the identity of the visitor and whether he can enter or not.
The four demons laughed and discussed freely, occasionally whispering something with evil looks on their faces. Only the Fengluan demon on the far left, who was missing an ear, stood aside and did not participate.
At this time, Cangjie finally climbed up.
A demon was surprised: "I was wondering why he has improved so fast today, it turns out he has established his foundation! Awesome!"
It seemed like praise, but in fact, the contempt in his eyes was overflowing - even though they had just established their foundation.
Cangjie was used to these words and contempt. His face still had a warm smile, but his eyes were cold. He said first: "Cangjie of the Fengwu tribe, I would like to see the Demon Emperor Crown. Please pass on the message."
He didn't dare to tell Chu Yi because it would alert these people.
"How dare you! The dignified Demon King, the Lord of the Great Wilderness, is not something a mere little demon like you can meet! Get out of here now!" The one who scolded was the one-eared phoenix demon. He spoke before everyone could make fun of Cangjie.
"Don't blame me for not reminding you. Tomorrow is a big day in the Great Wilderness. The Demon King's Palace will be filled with distinguished guests. If you dare to make trouble as usual, you will not only be punished physically!"
"Be careful or you'll lose your worthless life here!"
The one-eared phoenix demon spoke fiercely, but in fact he was reminding Cangjie not to seek death and to go back quickly.
This is also the only person who has never actually bullied him.
Cangjie's heart was as clear as a mirror, and he naturally understood everything clearly, but just like before, he was destined not to listen to the warning.
"Hey, don't. Brother Cangjie is familiar with us. He has come here with great difficulty. How can you be so heartless in your words?" A Tianmen soldier with a mole at the corner of his eye stretched out his hand to stop him.
He casually hooked his arm around Cangjie's shoulder and said, "The Demon King is very busy with affairs, I'm afraid he won't be able to make time. So, I'll inform you first, you go back and wait, when the Crown Prince is free, he will see you."
The demon on the far left pretended to be distressed and said, "Is there really no other way? Brother Cangjie, do you have anything else to say?"
Mole Tianmenjun frowned and said in embarrassment: "There is a way... It's not that there is no way."
Cang Jie was confused, what was going on? Didn't they just start fighting in the past?
But hope inevitably arises, and a glimmer of light appears in the eyes.
The humble gentleman took three steps back, bowed deeply, and said, "Please let me know. Cang Jie will be very grateful!"
The soldiers of the Santianmen Army looked at each other and grinned silently.
The mole demon stepped forward, lifted his well-defined chin, rubbed it for a few times, sighed and shook his head, "You know, we brothers guard this gate every night, and we feel very lonely inside."
Cang Jie has been hanging around with Chu people for many years, so how could he not know what this meant? His face changed.
Finally, Mole Jun couldn't help but laugh obscenely and said, "If you take off all your clothes now, kneel down in front of us and beg for mercy, we will have a solution..."
The smile on Cangjie's face had long disappeared, and it was as cold as the ice in the abyss.
But still very handsome.
In a trance, he couldn't even recognize whether this was in front of the bright and upright gate of heaven.
When Mole Jun saw this, a gloomy and malicious look flashed across his face. He raised his hand and slapped Cang Ze on the right cheek.
The force was great, but Cangjie stood firm, only his face was hit crooked.
Mole Jun grabbed his chin again, stroked his pale red lips, narrowed his eyes and sneered: "Who the hell are you? How dare you look at me like that!"
"If you want to save your people, just do it. It's just a mere humiliation. What's more important, dignity or the lives of your people?"
Mole Army was very straightforward. The feeling of bullying the weak and the pleasure of watching the beautiful prey being forced into a desperate situation step by step made him tremble with excitement.
The other two also echoed loudly, only the one-eared demon frowned deeply, full of disapproval: "This is the Heavenly Gate, it is really indecent to act like this. If we are seen, it will damage the dignity of the Demon King Palace."
The demon on the left pushed him and said, "Who have you seen coming here in the middle of the night? Even if someone comes, they will go through the town gate. Who would climb up step by step like him and go through the sky gate?"
"It's okay that you weren't sociable before, but if you dare to ruin our mood today, don't blame us for being rude, humph."
The one-ear soldier clenched his fists, thinking of the situation at home. In the end, he kept silent and could only look at Cangjie with pity.
With fewer people in the way, the three men became more rampant. They punched and kicked Cangjie to vent their anger, forced him to kneel in front of the door, and urged him to make a choice.
The latter suddenly smiled at the three of them.
If I had known this earlier, I wouldn’t be so lucky.
A bright red slap mark was imprinted on the porcelain-white and gentle face. A wisp of messy black hair was tucked into the lips, and the eyebrows and eyes like ink paintings showed a hint of dangerous beauty.
It is like seeing a gentleman being bullied and forced to drink until his face turns red in a smoky tavern.
The three members of the Mole Army were so amazed that they stood there in a daze.
The poor gentleman spoke three sentences, using his spiritual power and the art of amplifying sound, so they were extremely loud.
"The young patriarch of the Fengwu tribe in the Great Wilderness, Cangjie, is here at the Heavenly Gate of the Demon Emperor Palace to see Chu Yi, the True Transmitter of the Supreme Cliff."
"A tragedy has happened to Fengwu, but the universe has not seen it. The heavens are blind, and the Demon King Palace has allowed evil to happen!"
“If there is no more reason in the world, even if Supreme Jueya is supported by Jiuyou, he is not worthy of being Supreme!”
The cruel and tragic voice shook the huge and noble Demon King Palace—
Like a great death knell for whom it tolls.
All the monsters or humans who heard this voice were stunned.
Where is this place? It is the cold and austere power center of the Great Wilderness that controls the demon race, the Demon King Palace!
Anyone who passes by has to concentrate and hold his breath, for fear that the sound of breathing will disturb the beautiful clouds.
The four members of the Tianmen Army looked in disbelief at the young man in their hands who had a gentle smile but a crazy look.
Those eyes wandered in the darkest abyss and burned at the top of the light, leaping like a moth to a flame.
Mole Army seemed to be burned by lava. He suddenly let go of his hands and stepped back three steps, fear in his eyes, fear of the madman.
In an instant, countless spiritual consciousnesses emerged from inside and outside and solidified on Cangjie's body.
Some of the auras even carried cold murderous intent as soon as they appeared. When they arrived, Cangjie instantly spat out a large mouthful of blood and staggered to the ground.
"Prostrating oneself on the ground", like the most insignificant ant, unable to even get up.
At the moment when they were crushed into meat paste, a person appeared, and all the auras were withdrawn as if they had met their natural enemy, as if they were electrocuted.
Cangjie saw a pair of dark black boots with cloud patterns and exquisite details.
He approached casually, with a leisurely and elegant demeanor of enjoying the scenery and flowers, and stopped in front of Cangjie.
What noble feet.
The foot was raised and stepped on Cangjie's shoulder, forcing the other party to look up at him.
Cangjie saw Chu Yi’s cold and indifferent face, as well as the Demon King and others who appeared one after another.
Their mouths opened and closed, scolding him coldly and angrily.
But this person, who was so difficult to see in the past, did not even take a step past Chu Yi at this moment, nor did he make a decision without him.
Very interesting, is this what power is?
Cangjie couldn't help laughing again.
Chu Yi glanced at him twice, a trace of surprise flashed across his eyes, and he sneered, "It's you."
"The people and things in this world are really strange. Everyone in the foundation-building stage is so arrogant."
But he didn't say much, and ignored the dissuasion from those around him, and just continued: "You are so arrogant, you dare to make up a story about Jue Ya. Okay, I'll give you a chance to speak."
"If you can't tell me what I want, you'll die."