NFBE Chapter 373 Ink Cloud City
Chapter 373 Ink Cloud City
A sneeze!
Liu Yue sneezed loudly and rubbed her nose: "Who's insulting me?"
"They're probably from the temple."
Xiao Luo said slowly.
"The people in the temple must hate you to the bone right now." Xiao Luo leaned against the black and gold coffin, his baby face full of mockery.
"Hate me to the bone? I'm more afraid they don't hate me." Liu Yue yawned. "Zhuque, how much longer until we reach Moyun City?"
"Half an hour."
Suzaku increased its speed.
"Mm." Liu Yue nodded, looked at the dark clouds on the horizon, and sat cross-legged on the back of the Vermilion Bird.
A howling, cold wind rushed in from the front, causing the red clothes to flutter.
Liu Yue, however, felt no chill whatsoever.
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Recently, numerous demons have emerged in various regions of Kyushu, committing widespread burning, killing, and looting! They are doing all sorts of evil!
This matter also reached the Demon Realm.
The four elders of the Demon Clan thoroughly investigated the matter and found that these people had absolutely no connection with the Demon Clan! They were not real Demons, yet they were flaunting their status as Demons.
This has sparked public outrage, and the people of Kyushu are now filled with fear.
They already had an innate fear of demons, and this group's slander only amplified that fear.
The demon race became a species that everyone feared.
Many sects across the Nine Provinces united, and their cultivators disguised themselves and infiltrated the Demon Realm.
Many demons were assassinated. Some of them were captured, while others fell into the Demon Abyss while being pursued by demon soldiers, and their fate is unknown.
However, the Demon Abyss is the place with the heaviest miasma in the Demon Realm, where demonic beasts roam freely. Even a high-level cultivator who falls in may not survive for more than three days.
The Fourth Elder ordered these sect cultivators to be bound and taken back to the Demon Palace.
"Since the last great war, the entrance to the Demon Realm has been sealed off. How did these cultivators enter the Demon Realm?"
The four elders were completely baffled.
Aside from demons, it's impossible for humans to pass through the seal! Yet these human cultivators managed to infiltrate.
"It seems there's a traitor within our Demon Realm," the Third Elder said gravely.
"What are the motives of those who impersonate demons and flaunt their power? What are they up to? This is outrageous!"
Although the demon race doesn't care about their reputation, who wouldn't be angry if they were suddenly accused of something unjustly?
If they really did those things, then so be it!
It is said that those imposters who pretended to be demons also robbed several major sects.
tsk...
What a huge smear their demon race has been placed on!
"Let His Majesty decide. As for these people... a few severe tortures will surely make them confess."
The Third Elder said.
The Fourth Elder nodded in agreement.
The cultivator, bound hand and foot, was still cursing.
"Who do you think you are! What right do you have to kidnap me! I am a disciple of the Qingyun Sect! If anything happens to me, the Qingyun Sect will not let you lowly demons get away with it... Awooo!"
Before he could finish speaking, Han Ya, who was in charge of escorting these cultivators, punched him in the stomach.
"You...you actually dared to hit me." The young cultivator hunched over, glaring angrily at Han Ya.
"What are you looking at? I'm going to hit you! Do I need to pick some auspicious day to hit you?" Han Ya sneered.
"Inferior demons are just inferior demons! Savage and rude... Aaaaah!"
The young monk continued his rude remarks and, unsurprisingly, received several more punches.
The crow only stopped when it beat him until he couldn't speak.
He glanced coldly at the other cultivators.
Seeing their companion's miserable end, the other cultivators fell silent.
But his eyes were full of disdain.
“I told you, I belong to the Qingyun Sect…”
"What is the Qingyun Sect?" Han Ya sneered. "If you spout any more nonsense, I'll tear you apart and throw you back into the Qingyun Sect."
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These sect cultivators were imprisoned in the dungeon.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the Demon Palace was heavy.
"Your Majesty, this matter must not be taken lightly. Someone must be impersonating a demon to swindle and deceive, inciting public anger! If this continues, the consequences will be unimaginable!"
Such a huge black pot was just slapped on like that.
The person behind this is truly ruthless!
"Issue my order to thoroughly investigate this matter. If any suspicious persons are found impersonating demons, immediately arrest them and bring them back to the demon realm. Anyone who disobeys will be executed on the spot."
Yin Ming said coldly.
"Your Excellency, I suspect there is a mole within our ranks."
After some internal struggle, the Fourth Elder couldn't help but voice his suspicions.
"Yes, the Fourth Elder is right. Only the magic of the Demon Clan can open the barrier."
"Nine times out of ten, there's a mole within our ranks."
"Who on earth has the audacity to do this? It's truly despicable!"
The elders spoke with righteous indignation.
Their demon race lives year-round in a land shrouded in miasma, where resources for cultivation and daily necessities are inferior to those in other areas.
If it weren't for the Demon Lord protecting it, the Demon Realm would probably have been swallowed up by other realms a thousand years ago.
Even in such dire circumstances, there are still people impersonating demons and swindling people everywhere!
This is really unreasonable!
The person who created such a huge scapegoat is utterly heartless and ruthless.
"Fourth Elder, you are in charge of thoroughly investigating this matter."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
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Inside the vast Demon Palace.
Yin Ming entered the main hall, and a black aura appeared directly in front of him, rushing straight towards him.
Before they could even get close to Yin Ming, they were blocked by an invisible barrier and pushed several meters away.
"Yin Ming".
A black aura churned above the main hall.
"You are a demon, born a demon, destined never to have love, yet you defy the laws of heaven, Yin Ming! Do you want the entire demon race to perish with you?"
Yin Ming glanced coldly at the dark shadow in mid-air, then raised his hand and shattered it.
The black aura dissipated, but soon it reformed and rushed towards Yin Ming.
"Yin Ming, Yin Ming, have you forgotten... the emotional ties you severed? For a woman, you didn't even care about tens of thousands of demon people?"
" Shut up."
Yin Ming spoke coldly.
"Hahaha, Yin Ming, Yin Ming, is it worth giving up the chance to break through to the Divine Realm for a woman?"
"As long as you kill Jun Liuyue and achieve the Dao of Ruthlessness, you will be the only true god in this Nine Provinces Continent! At that time, all divine realms and holy realms will only become dust under the feet of the demon race."
"For tens of thousands of years, the demon race has been hiding in this desolate and barren land. Yin Ming, you are a demon born from heaven and earth! You were destined to become a demon god, but you actually gave up everything for a woman. Was it worth it?"
"If the people of the Demon Realm knew that the king they supported had abandoned them for a woman, how would they feel?"
Boom! Demonic energy surged out, firmly binding the demonic soul in mid-air, while the pillar behind the demonic soul shattered with a crash.
"Yin Ming, you can't kill me. We are one, hahaha." The demon soul laughed heartily, transforming into Yin Ming's appearance in mid-air. "Yin Ming, you are a demon god! Kill that woman, kill her... the demon people will thank you."
"Why is it that the Divine Realm can occupy the most spiritually concentrated place in the Nine Provinces, while the Demon Race can only stay in the Lower Nine Provinces full of miasma? Yin Ming, as long as you kill her... all of this can be changed!"
"Why should the temple be the only one to make these decisions? What right do those useless, good-for-nothing idiots in the temple have?"
"I told you, shut up!"
A swirling vortex appeared above the main hall, and Yin Ming threw the demonic soul directly into it.
"Yin Ming, you will regret this. You will regret your choice today. You chose that woman. How can you face your master..."
The voice of the demonic soul vanished completely as the vortex disappeared.
At this moment, cold sweat seeped from Yin Ming's forehead, flowing down the contours of his temples, soaking a large area of his dark robe.