Chapter 754 Aren't You?

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A hundred thousand mountains, under the Four Emperors Mountain.

The two figures staggered back and forth in midair at a speed that was hard to detect with the naked eye.

Every time the two fought, huge energy fluctuations were stirred up. Along with the tremors and loud noises of space, they constantly disturbed the quiet night of the 100,000 mountains.

This situation lasted for more than a hundred breaths of time. The two of them collided once again. After several breaths of checks and balances, no one was able to defeat anyone.

Boom!

With a loud explosion, the two collided with each other. The two of them were also affected by the aftershocks. Their bodies shook and fell to the ground one after another, barely stabilizing their bodies.

An old man dressed in black walked out and walked between the two of them. He said, "Let's call it a day."

After saying that, he turned to look at one of the two girls in black and respectfully cupped his hands, saying, "Thank you, Demon Monarch."

The beautiful black-clothed woman waved her hand and said, "No problem, it's still this time tomorrow."

"Mm, let's do what the Demon Lord wants." The old man said.

The woman in black nodded and gestured to the person standing at the side who had just fought with her. She then turned around and walked away. In the blink of an eye, her body merged into the night and disappeared.

Only then did the black-clothed old man turn around and look at the person behind him. It was a porcelain doll-like girl who looked like she was only in her early teens.

The girl sensed the old man's gaze and fell to the ground. Her expression instantly collapsed as she said, "I'm tired to death."

Seeing her like this, the old man also knew that the other party was deliberately acting coquettish with him. He was not angry, but helplessly shook his head and said, "Let's go, we won't do the rest of the evening classes today."

When the girl heard this, her eyebrows immediately lit up. She stood up nimbly. No matter how she looked at it, her agile movements did not seem to be the state that a person who was already exhausted should be in. Then she wrinkled her nose and said playfully, "Master is the best."

Then, he hurriedly followed the old man's footsteps and left with him.

...

On the east side of the Four Emperors Mountain.

In front of an extremely crude thatched cottage, there was very little smoke.

Nineteen raised the bowl in her hand high in satisfaction and drank all the soup in the bowl. Then, she put down the bowl and chopsticks, stretched out her tongue to lick the soup at the corner of her mouth. Only then did she say loudly, "Master, I'm full."

"Yes."

"Yes."

Two voices echoed in response at almost the same time. Zhou Yuan, who was dressed in a long grey robe, raised his head vigilantly and looked at the eighteen of the nineteen black-clothed old men sitting opposite him. The other party's gaze was indifferent, not filled with sorrow or joy. The more such a person was, the more confusing and terrifying it became. Zhou Yuan hurriedly lowered his head, avoiding the other party's gaze.

Eighteen, who was dressed in black, naturally felt Zhou Yuan's expression change. He glanced at Zhou Yuan with a deep gaze, then stood up without warning and said, "You should rest early in class tomorrow morning. You mustn't be lazy."

"Yes, I know." Nineteen hurriedly nodded. At that moment, Eighteen, who had received a response, stepped into the thatched cottage behind him. It seemed that he did not want to stay with Zhou Yuan.

In fact, Zhou Yuan's current situation was extremely awkward.

He was not Nineteen's master.

Even though he had almost forgotten this fact after spending enough time together, he had no choice but to face this situation when the nineteen true masters appeared.

He was a prisoner that Xu Han had captured from Dark Asura Hall. It was only because Nineteen insisted on protecting him that he was gradually accepted by everyone. But now that he was no longer Nineteen's master, did that mean that he would become a so-called prisoner again? Zhou Yuan didn't have much of a mind to think about this question. After a person had lied to him for too long, a lie would be subconsciously treated as the truth by him, and Zhou Yuan was like this. When the lie was exposed, the biggest problem in front of him was not the attitude of others, but how he faced himself.

Fortunately, Nineteen had been instructed by Guang Lingui. She also understood that although Zhou Yuan had lied to her, everything he had done along the way was for his own good. Therefore, she still regarded Zhou Yuan as her master. After all, no one had ever stipulated that no one could have two masters.

Of course, Nineteen was still able to adapt to such a relationship, but Zhou Yuan couldn't help but fall into some awkward situations from time to time, such as the one he had just experienced.

"Master's lotus seed soup today is really delicious." Nineteen's voice suddenly sounded, interrupting Zhou Yuan's thoughts.

Zhou Yuan looked at Nineteen as if he had just woken up from a dream. A dry smile appeared on his face with difficulty. He said, "Really? Then I'll cook for you tomorrow."

After saying that, Zhou Yuan seemed to have heard something again. He said again, "Go to sleep quickly. Leave this place to me to clean up. You still have to get up early tomorrow."

After saying this, Nineteen's originally smiling face immediately collapsed. She stamped her feet somewhat childishly, "I don't want to sleep. I don't have a single moment of leisure every day from morning till night. If this continues, Nineteen will go crazy."

Nineteen had indeed been a hard time these past few days, and Zhou Yuan had seen this point in his eyes.

The pill that he had carefully hidden was found by Eighteen. Zhou Yuan did not know how the other party knew about the existence of this pill. It should be a secret that only he knew about. It was a pill called the Saint King Pill. Zhou Yuan had participated in the entire process of the Dark Asura Palace's Half Demon Manufacturing. Only after the manufacturing process had matured and he had a dispute with the person in charge of this matter in the palace did he become a subordinate of Long Zhou Yuan. However, even though he was only responsible for producing the Saint Son Saint Weapon according to the established procedure, he actually grasped the core secret of producing the Half Demon.

At the same time, Zhou Yuan was also a person who was afraid of death. He had always prepared enough backup plans for himself, such as the Dragon Trapping Powder and the Saint King Pill.

It was something he had developed when he was involved in the creation of the Half Demon, The existence of a Saint King was an idea that had been put forward a long time ago. However, the Dark Asura Palace did not possess the ability to create such a vicious creature at that time. The Saint King Pill was a derivative of the process of creating a Saint King. It allowed the devourer to have strength close to that of a Saint King in a short period of time, which was equivalent to the strength of a Three Tribulations Immortal. However, because ordinary people were unable to withstand this kind of power, they would usually die from the backlash of this powerful power within a hundred breaths of time after swallowing the medicine.

Moreover, because this power came too quickly, those who swallowed the medicine would usually lose control after gaining the power. Such an existence was obviously not an ideal thing for the Dark Asura Palace. Hence, after it was created and confirmed that it could not be improved, it was completely destroyed. Only Zhou Yuan had privately hidden one here.

However, Eighteen clearly knew the existence of this item and forced Zhou Yuan to hand it over before stuffing it into Nineteen's mouth. At that time, Zhou Yuan was so frightened by Eighteen's actions that his soul burst out. He hurriedly went to Nineteen to ask the girl to spit out this thing. However, Nineteen, who had already swallowed it, was obviously unable to do so. Seeing that the boat was ready, Zhou Yuan could be said to be furious. He had also forgotten the world-shocking cultivation that Eighteen had displayed on the Great Abyss Mountain and was about to fight to the death with Eighteen at the top of his throat.

Eighteen easily subdued Zhou Yuan, then summoned a strange purple object from his body and sent it into Nineteen's body. As a result, Nineteen's cultivation had leapt into the Three Tribulations Immortal Realm without the slightest risk to his life from that day onwards. The only price was that Eighteen would drag him through all kinds of training every day without stopping for a moment.

Of course, Zhou Yuan knew how hard Nineteen had worked, and he could understand the complaints of his own disciples. However, he was no match for Eighteen. He could only advise, "He did it for your own good. It's good that you cultivate. Imagine that black-robed old man on the Great Abyss Mountain. What if he comes back again? You must have some self-preservation, right?"

Nineteen had grown up a lot after experiencing the events of the Great Abyss Mountain, She also had a thirst for power in her heart, She wanted to protect her master, Protect Su Mu'an and all the people she wants to protect, Hence, this discouraging remark was only a temporary complaint. It did not mean that she really wanted to retreat. Hence, after hearing Zhou Yuan's words, the girl did not reply back as usual. She only sighed in an old manner and said, "I wonder when Su Mu'an and the others will wake up … From what the monk and sister Xuan'er mean, it seems that those bad people will come back again."

Hearing this, Zhou Yuan also remembered the people who were still on the summit of the Four Emperors Mountain. Zhou Yuan thought that the Demon God Seed technique he had studied was already sufficiently profound. However, after seeing the monk use some unknown method to rescue Su Mu'an and the others who were clearly dead, Zhou Yuan finally understood what it meant to have a heaven beyond the heavens. Of course, although Su Mu'an and the others were out of danger, they hadn't woken up yet. They were still asleep. In the words of the monk, it would still take some time, but even such a divine ability could be said to be shocking!

As Zhou Yuan thought about this, he said earnestly, "So, you have to cultivate properly. Only in this way can we help when a great calamity comes!"

Zhou Yuan also understood many things. That day, the sky and earth shattered. It seemed that those great figures from beyond the heavens wanted to capture them all in one go. It was obvious that they could not escape. Since there was no way out, they could only risk their lives. Zhou Yuan did not lack such awareness.

"Don't worry, Master. Nineteen will definitely protect Master." Nineteen clenched his fists and said confidently.

Zhou Yuan felt a little relieved. Only now did he understand that his greatest accomplishment in his life was not to create the Half Demon God Seed, nor to avenge the sect, but to find such a disciple for no reason.

At this moment, Nineteen seemed to have suddenly thought of something and asked, "Oh right, Master! Do you know what the Eighteen Masters' Essence of God is?"

Zhou Yuan was stunned again.

The Essence of God was a strange language to Zhou Yuan, or to anyone in the hundred thousand mountains, or to demons. The reason why Eighteen forced Nineteen to swallow the Saint King Pill, and then continued to cultivate on Nineteen under near-cruel pressure, was actually to allow Nineteen to grasp this power.

Eighteen had also explained what this so-called origin of the gods was. However, it was unknown whether it was because everyone's perception was too poor or that thing was too mysterious. Everyone was dazed when they heard it. They did not know why.

Facing Nineteen's question, Zhou Yuan thought for a long time and finally could only reply ambiguously, "Probably … it's a very powerful technique."

...

Changwu closed. In the boundless black mud, Fang Ziyu's body was pulled by the black tentacles and fell into the mud step by step.

Her breathing gradually became difficult. At that moment, waves of powerless weakness came from all over her body. She could clearly feel that the black swamp was constantly drawing on her strength, causing her to become even weaker at this moment.

Sitting high on the throne, Xu Han looked at Fang Ziyu, who was trapped in it step by step, with a pitiful gaze. He coldly said, "I am a will from the Universal Domain of the Universe. My strength exceeds the scope that you can recognize. That is the domain that true gods are capable of dealing with."

"So for tens of thousands of years, I have been defeated and imprisoned, but never killed, because only God can kill God."

"But regrettably, from billions of years ago to billions of years later, I am the only god in the starry sky."

After saying that, Xu Han stretched out his hand again. He held it out of thin air, causing the black mud to surge even more violently. Countless things gushed out from the mud and landed on the imprisoned Fang Ziyu's body. They constantly strengthened the seal on the other party's fish, and also accelerated the speed of dragging it into the black mud.

Fang Ziyu's body became weaker and weaker, and waves of dizziness continuously came from the depths of her head. She felt that she could faint at any moment, and if she did, she would really be dragged into this swamp, unable to recover from her calamity.

She doesn't want to die.

She didn't want to see the world that Xu Han and the others had fought so hard to protect annihilate just like that. This obsession lingered in her mind for a long time.

"Bah! There is no god in this world!"

At that moment, the girl roared angrily. As soon as this voice fell, a dragon roar sounded out from her body. The golden dragon image once again surged out from her body. It turned into a golden light that wrapped around Fang Ziyu's body. The golden light turned into sharp blades, constantly spinning around the Fang Ziyu, cutting through the black objects that wrapped around its body time and time again.

This was Fang Ziyu's last move to lift the last strand of Qi in her body, but at the same time, she understood that when the black swamp attacked again, she no longer had the strength to fight back. Thus, before she could launch a new attack on the black swamp, her mind moved. The spatial distortion technique was once again activated, and her body disappeared from where it was at that moment, causing the black swamp to pounce into the air.

Sitting on the throne, Xu Han looked at the mire where Fang Ziyu had disappeared and remained silent for a while.

Then he raised his eyebrows and muttered, "Aren't you?"