Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons

The Southern Hong aquatic domain, compared to the land, spans a much vaster and boundless area.

Headed by the Southern Dragon Palace, with its six Dragon Sons, thirteen Dragon Descendants, with over a hundred generals on par with the White Jade Capital's, the demon troops under its command spread throughout the entire waters, encompassing various aquatic races to form an extensive network.

Plus, the Arrays that took years to construct.

Attempting to infiltrate the Dragon Palace forces underwater without being detected is nearly as difficult as ascending to the heavens.

"Huff! Rest for a moment!"

The massive Crab Demon sprawled across a rocky surface, its shell thick and rough. A mere light placement of its fierce and terrifying claws shook the seabed incessantly.

It transformed into a human shape, its face dark red and full of frustration.

As a Great Demon General under the Dragon Palace, obeying the Imperial Edict of the Fifth Prince, garrisoning a region for ten thousand years, its prestige was indescribable—never had it suffered such a secretive loss.

Marshal the troops and emerge from the water, yet not even having the chance to strike, leaving behind dozens of lives before retreating in defeat.

It might not look like a lot, but those are elite and valiant warriors gathered from various aquatic races, including many Great Demons comparable to the late stages of Return to Void, even at the Perfection Realm.

Even with all the efforts of the Fifth Prince and Little Fourth Master, they only managed to muster a force of three thousand.

This kind of disgraceful and disappointing affair does not resemble something the Dragon Palace would do.

"In my opinion, we might as well report back to the other Princes and take this opportunity to strike back!" the dark red Crab Demon General took out a liquor flask and took a fierce swig.

"Be cautious in what you say, sir!"

The deputy general cast a wary glance around and noticed that hundreds of soldiers had quickly dispersed and began patrolling meticulously. Only then did it relax its gaze, smiled wryly, and said, "Little Fourth Master is in a big predicament right now, and the Fifth Prince is also heartbroken for our brethren, unwilling to sacrifice our lives to remedy the calamity that Little Fourth Master has wrought."

"..."

The Crab Demon General glanced at it silently and said indifferently, "You sure know how to talk."

The conversation ended, as the Crab Demon General tossed the flask to the deputy general, leading them away from the soldiers, approaching a submerged ravine.

"But if you ask me, this matter is a bit precarious indeed. The Nanyang Sect was once hit by a great disaster, which caused the situation in Southern Hong to reverse. The Dragon Palace has just gained the upper hand with great difficulty, but now, it's obvious the Nanyang Sect has been accumulating power over the years, showing signs of a rise once again."

"The Dragon Sons and Descendants are indeed inestimably noble, but years of comfort have made them forget the humiliation of the past."

"They should really engage in a true battle and completely suppress the Nanyang Sect, and incidentally teach the South Hong Seven Sons a lesson to see if they harbor any rebellious intentions."

Hearing the words of the Great Demon General, the deputy general could only offer a forced smile.

This kind of thing, let alone them, even the Fifth Prince wouldn't be able to decide.

If they attacked the Nanyang Treasure Land and the South Hong Seven Sons submitted, fine. But if they stood their ground and fought fiercely, the conflict could even spread to the other Dragon Palaces.

And what would they gain from all that?

The South Hong Seven Sons have always held their own territory without affecting the Dragon Palace.

All for a few treasure lands? Those things are not even necessarily useful to the Aquatic Race; just look at several Princes who can compare to Cultivators of the Union Dao Realm Stage with just their bloodline and physique alone. Why waste their time?

A tough nut to crack that could choke them, and without any meat on it, how idle must the Dragon Palace be to bother with them."

"Heh!"

The Crab Demon General could clearly see the deputy general's thoughts. It was merely trying to save face in front of its subordinates with casual remarks, looking for some self-consolation: "If it weren't for the protection of the South Hong Seven Sons, else with just those vassal sects, plus the dead fish and rotten shrimp in the treasure land, they wouldn't have the right to stand in front of me and arrogantly call themselves the Nanyang Immortal Sect."

"They even want to hold the Seven Sons Grand Assembly to declare their rule over Hongze. Those old fools really are getting more muddled the longer they live... Trying to make me die of laughter, it's just shameless."

Finally, they skirted past that topic.

The smile on the deputy general's face grew sincere. As elite soldiers under the Fifth Prince, they truly had the right to look down on a make-believe Immortal Sect: "Those Daozi might protect them temporarily, but they can't protect them for a lifetime. Besides, within the Seven Sects, they aren't unbreakable. Sir, don't be in a hurry. Perhaps you might even personally decapitate a Sect Master in time."

"Rest assured, I won't hold back." The Crab Demon General sneered, took out the liquor flask again, and finished it in one gulp, carelessly smashing the flask on the coral.

Being able to personally crush the head of a Sect Master would be a tremendous honor.

"But that's all just talk. Under the protection of those Daozi, he wouldn't dare show up, let alone now. He's probably hiding in the Nanyang Treasure Land and doesn't plan to come out."

The Crab Demon General looked somewhat regretful as he gazed down at the underwater cliff.

At that moment, his gaze suddenly intensified.

"..."

Atop the cliff, there was a tall figure with his back to this place, his dark robe rippling amidst the green waves, his demeanor calm as he looked down at the bottom of the cliff.

He appeared like a traveler passing by, his thoughts seemingly captured by the bizarre and beautiful scenery of the aquatic realm, unperturbed by the fact that a Great Demon General of the White Jade Capital was approaching behind him.

This scene could occur anywhere in Southern Hong but should absolutely not include the seabed.

"Utterly brazen!"

The deputy general took a firm step forward, weapon tightly grasped in hand, and angrily shouted, "Are you blind, dog? Do you think this is a place you can come to?!"

The thunderous roar was deafening, yet the young man in dark robes seemed as if he heard nothing.

With an indifferent demeanor, the Crab Demon General's eyes narrowed slightly. At such a close distance, it easily saw through the Cultivator's Breath Concealing Method.

Upon sensing the breath of the late stage of Return to Void.