Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons

These somewhat awkward words left Ke Shiliang completely stunned.

Compared to Elder Ke Si's impulsive and reckless action, which meaninglessly killed three White Jade Capital generals, he himself was now unknowingly handing over five White Jade Capital Demon Generals...

With such gains and losses, this was the equivalent of ten White Jade Capital's support, a force not to be ignored even for the entire Southern Dragon Palace.

In the end, not even knowing who had turned them against each other!

Ke Shiliang slowly stopped walking and looked back at the green-tiled Dragon Hall, his breathing suddenly became much heavier, "..."

Little Si was right... It must have been done by the Immortal Sect... It had to be the Immortal Sect!

At this moment, in the waters of Southern Hong.

Eighteen robust, sky-reaching auras began to disperse across various locations!

They streaked towards the edge of the waters from different directions.

For a Great Demon of such cultivation, hundreds of yards was but a step away.

Even so,

One of the White Jade Capital Great Demons, Town Stone, halted in its tracks while looking at the water surface so close by.

Its entire figure froze in place, its robust arms capable of turning heaven and earth upside down, now trembling wildly, not out of fear, but struggling with all its might against that sudden overshadowing gaze.

In the nearby undercurrent,

a figure about thirty feet tall, wearing Imperial Crowns and shoulders as broad as mountain peaks, slowly strode forward.

It was clad in a splendid robe, embroidered with the fearsome Yellow Poison Dragon.

This vivid pattern, corresponding to the calm face beneath the Imperial Crowns, had its dragon mouth slightly open, as if it wanted to say something,

but no sound came out, already noticing something wrong with this White Jade Capital Town Stone.

The regally robed old dragon suddenly lost the desire to ask questions, so it gently raised its withered arm, its fingers carrying sharp claws, and casually pointed it.

"Crown Prince..."

Even blessed by the Demon Origin, this Town Stone still instinctively shouted the other's identity.

"Hmm?"

The Crown Prince of the Southern Dragon Palace didn't expect this creature could still speak and even seemed to recognize him.

His eyebrows twitched in surprise, but unfortunately, his fingertip had already pointed, too late to stop.

In an instant, the also robust and formidable Demon Town Stone suddenly twisted its features grimly and, without any chance of resistance, crumbled into rubble.

Crunch.

The scattered stone pieces floated with the waves, one snatched casually by the Crown Prince of the Southern Dragon Palace in his palm.

A Spirit Puppet, no matter how crafted, inevitably retains a connection with its owner.

That's why he was calm from the beginning to the end.

However, moments later,

the Crown Prince of the Southern Dragon Palace frowned slightly, looking at the ordinary-looking stone in his hand, which bore no Formation Talisman or any trace of precious treasure.

Just a faint scent of the Aquatic Race's blood.

After pondering, a flash of white light suddenly emanated from his palm, enveloping the shattered stone.

Just then,

the Crown Prince of the Southern Dragon Palace suddenly hissed, his expression changing for the first time.

The stone turned into a pile of bloody dust and then dispersed by the rippling water, yet the flesh of his palm somehow turned bloody and grotesque, appearing quite horrifying.

A dead object, after completely disintegrating,

still had the strength to injure him.

Even more bizarre was that, with his vision, he could not discern what drove this Spirit Puppet.

Could it be a force outside of Southern Hong meddling?

"Heh."

The Crown Prince of the Southern Dragon Palace looked upward toward the water's surface, originally just out to casually check on information received from Ke Shiliang's generals.

He hadn't expected to actually encounter something interesting.

Who exactly was this cultivator, joking with the Southern Dragon Palace?

He raised his head, that chilling dragon's head slowly parted lips, revealing snow-white sharp dragon teeth, adding a touch of ferociousness to his otherwise regal demeanor.

"Whoever it is, I will make you realize this is not funny at all."

Along with his words, the Crown Prince of the Southern Dragon Palace casually clenched his fist, then opened it again, his palm healed completely.

That was the strength fitting for a Great Demon nearing the Unity Realm Stage.

That was also the terrifying foundation of the next Lord of Southern Hong.