"What do you intend to do!"
A loud shout suddenly rang out.
Almost at the sa mont the Nascent Soul True Masters on the Sword Halberd Ship discovered the battle occurring in the Blue Ice Sea Area, a demon beast force that had been tailing them quickly charged from the flank, blocking their path directly ahead.
Powerful mbers of the Demon Clan glared nacingly at the thousands of cultivators aboard the Sword Halberd Ship, ready to strike at any mont.
Five transford monster cultivators stood before the demon crowd, coldly observing the Sword Halberd Ship.
Upon hearing the rebuke from the Human Clan Nascent Soul, from among the five demon cultivators, a gaunt elder who resembled a bald monk stepped forward.
Clutching a string of prayer beads made from human skulls, he pressed his hands together with a look of compassion on his face.
"Ladies and gentlen, this is as far as you may go to observe. Ahead lies our clan’s warfare, please do not interfere, otherwise... Amitabha Buddha, this humble monk does not wish to create needless slaughter."
As he spoke, a powerful and vast aura rose from his thin fra, enveloping the Sword Halberd Ship.
A late stage Nascent Soul demon cultivator!
Everyone aboard the Sword Halberd Ship was visibly startled.
Fu Chaosheng’s face darkened, "Chanting Monk, you are Friend Kongchan, I presu!"
Kongchan glanced at Fu Chaosheng in surprise, "To think that there would be soone here who knows this humble monk. Very well, knowing my na, you should also understand my way of doing things, so it’s best not to act rashly."
Fu Chaosheng said coldly, "If we are unwilling to divert our course and insist on pressing forward, would you truly dare to act?"
Kongchan froze, his expression stiffening.
"Enough! We will not interfere in the Blue Ice Sea Area’s battle, but after this encounter, I hope you will quickly retreat and not linger behind," Fu Chaosheng said, waving his hand and staring at the gaunt bald elder, "Kongchan, what do you think?"
Kongchan’s stiff expression softened, his wrinkled old face looked around, then he nodded slightly.
"This place is not far from Sun and Moon Island, our task can be declared finished ahead of schedule, this humble monk would rather not have to forcibly convert you."
After showing their strength, both sides took a step back.
The Sword Halberd Ship and the demon beast force led by the late stage Nascent Soul demon cultivator temporarily held a standoff outside the Blue Ice Sea Area.
Both sides were keeping an eye on the Ice Extre Sect battle while privately communicating amongst themselves.
"The demon monk Kongchan, his true form is an exceedingly rare Chanting Monk of the North Sea, born with a bald head and long beard, six-legged, and before transforming, his speech remarkably resembled chanting, thus earning the na Chanting Monk."
"Demon Monk Kongchan is an outstanding figure among the Chanting Monk race, who made his mark during the ancient Human-Demon War. Now, three thousand years later, not only has he not died of old age, but he has also cultivated to the late stage Nascent Soul level, quite troubleso indeed."
"Unless absolutely necessary, it’s best for us not to clash with him."
No one expected that the leader of the demon beasts sent to monitor Divine Yuan City would be such a formidable demon cultivator from ancient tis.
With him blocking the way, the Sword Halberd Ship couldn’t get involved in the Ice Extre Sect battle at all.
On the demon beasts’ side, Kongchan fiddled with the incongruous human skull prayer beads in his hand, his expression serene.
Behind him, four impressive transford monster cultivators looked at him puzzled.
"With your Lordship’s strength, you alone could suppress all the cultivators on the Sword Halberd Ship. Why be so courteous?"
Kongchan said deeply, "These people are insignificant, but the flag flying on their ship is of the Tianyuan Daoist Sect, so tell , is this humble monk more powerful, or is the Tianyuan Daoist Sect?"
Everyone was taken aback.
So voiced their indignation, "So what about the Daoist Sect? Even the Demon Sect was destroyed by us two hundred years ago. Now, standing across the sea, once our demon clan reclaims the North Sea’s old territories, we will restore the glorious days of the ancient Demon Clan. By then, why fear the Tianyuan Daoist Sect!"
These words imdiately garnered a chorus of agreent.
Kongchan rely smiled and shook his head, fiddling with the prayer beads even faster.
"You said it yourself, it’s ’by then’. Isn’t it true that it’s not yet that ti? Besides, you have not experienced the ancient Human-Demon War; you do not know the holy land’s fearso reputation. It’s not as easily provoked as that."
The demons were at a loss, finding it sowhat absurd.
The holy land is indeed strong, and they suffered heavy losses when attacking the Yuan Mo Sect back then.
Even with two hundred years of recuperation and growth within the sealed Beiji Yemo Tian, they haven’t regained even half of their peak strength, leading to a slow step-by-step approach in reclaiming old lands.
But in the end, they did defeat the Yuan Mo Sect!
So how strong could the Tianyuan Daoist Sect, which shares the sa na, really be?
Yet, reflecting on the reverence Kongchan showed, as well as Fu Chaosheng, who is only in the Nascent Soul Early Stage, but using the holy land’s na to boast in their presence, both their attitudes seem to explain everything.
The Daoist Sect’s renown makes even the late stage Nascent Soul Kongchan hesitate to act rashly, having to resort to words instead.
"Sigh, let’s hope the Tianyuan Daoist Sect keeps to their internal agreents among the Human Clan and doesn’t interfere with the affairs of outer states, granting our North Sea Demon Race enough ti!"
Kongchan lowered his brow, fiddling with the beads, his expression compassionate.
The demons ca to a realization; no wonder they were ordered not to attack Divine Yuan City, and no wonder the two Ancient Demons above instructed them not to provoke the Tianyuan Dao Sect mbers lightly; the true purpose lies here!
Not to provoke the Daoist Sect, to prevent them from waging war on the North Sea.
Thus, giving the North Sea Demon Race more ti to reclaim old lands and establish a genuine Demon Holy Land!
Among the five great demon cultivators, a handso and dignified man now glared hatefully at the figure on the tower of the Sword Halberd Ship.
"Consider yourself lucky!"
...
Luo Chen leaned on the railing, with Black King perched on his shoulder.
"Master, Jiao Emperor Liu Jun is also ahead; he seems to have sensed my presence."
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