Hunting Immortals and Demons

Mansion of King Ming, Hall of King Ming.

At the top, a man in his thirties sat. Dressed in a purple dragon robe, he was upright and imposing, exuding an extraordinary spirit of martial valor.

Just sitting there casually, he emitted no aura, yet there was an intimidating authority that discouraged others from looking directly at him.

He was Chu Tianming, the ruler of the three provinces governed by King Ming, a royal family member of the Da Chu Dynasty, enthroned by the court as a king ruling the world, considered one of the strongest in the world.

Below him, Chu Long, Nan Mengren, and the Minister of War stood on both sides.

In addition to the three, there were also other ministers, headmasters of the three academies, the strongest commanders of the Forbidden Guard Army, and two generals of the King’s army arrayed in the hall.

It can be said that six or seven-tenths of the higher-ups of the Mansion of King Ming had arrived.

"Father, it’s not just the collusion between the Yan Clan and the Spirit Sect that concerns us, but also the intervention of Dark Moon. Clearly, the Shengxuan Sect is also involved in this matter."

Chu Long reported.

The origin of the Dark Moon organization is unknown to others, but they know it clearly.

The Dark Moon organisation was a killer organization secretly cultivated by the Shengxuan Sect. They did the dirty work that the Shengxuan Sect itself couldn’t do publicly, eliminating adversaries and collecting vast amounts of money and resources.

When the Dark Moon organization took action, it was as if the Shengxuan Sect itself had taken action.

"Those guys from the Shengxuan Sect are daring more and more, do they really think we can’t annihilate them?"

The Minister of War scoffed coldly, a flash of ruthlessness appearing in his eyes.

"Under the protection of the Mountain Suppressing Order given by Great Ancestor, they act lawlessly. If it had not been for King Ming’s benevolence, the Shengxuan Sect would have been flattened long ago. King Ming, allow me to lead a hundred-thousand-strong army to crush the Shengxuan Sect."

A general of King’s army knelt on one knee and asked for orders.

"King Ming, what General Li Tuo says is very true. How can we tolerate someone snoring beside our beds? As long as the Shengxuan Sect exists, trouble will always follow. We have to disperse our forces to maintain defense all times."

"Only by annihilating the Shengxuan Sect can we concentrate our forces to expand west and south, increase our power, and then sweep the world to restore the glory of Da Chu."

The Minister of War also bowed to seek orders.

After that, several more people spoke, all requesting to attack the Shengxuan Sect.

King Ming raised his hand, and the scene suddenly quieted down.

"Everything you said makes sense. Due to the Mountain Suppressing Order given by Great Ancestor, I’ve already spared the Shengxuan Sect two hundred years and have been more than benevolent. But now that Shengxuan Sect has committed a grave crime by collaborating with the Spirit Sect, the Mountain Suppressing Order is no longer valid."

"I have decided to send troops to the Shengxuan Sect."

King Ming’s voice rang out, firm and resonating, shaking people’s hearts.

Everyone cheered in joy, shouting in unison, "King Ming is wise!"

"Li Tuo..."

King Ming’s gaze landed on the general Li Tuo of the King’s army.

At that moment, a blood-red pigeon flew in, landing on King Ming’s shoulder.

There was a piece of paper tied to the leg of the blood pigeon.

King Ming took the paper and read it, then his eyebrows frowned slightly, and his expression became somewhat solemn.

Everyone’s hearts began to race.

King Ming was known for his stoicism, not even changing his expression in the face of a crumbling mountain. However, his tense expression now indicated that something significant had occurred.

With a flash of light from his palm, the paper turned to ash, and King Ming slowly began to speak, "The Tianque Sect has dispatched two hundred thousand troops, launching a large-scale attack."

What?

Upon hearing this, everyone’s faces dramatically changed.

The Tianque Sect of Qizhou holds three provinces.

And these are three full provinces, unlike the Mansion of King Ming, which only theoretically governs three provinces but doesn’t fully control most of Xuan Zhou.

In terms of overall strength, the Tianque Sect might even be stronger than the Mansion of King Ming.

The Tianque Sect has actually sent two hundred thousand soldiers, which was almost all they had.

The total number of soldiers in the Tianque Sect is naturally more than two hundred thousand, but with the need to guard various places and beware of other feudal princes, being able to send out two hundred thousand soldiers, does this mean they are ready for a major battle?

"It seems that the Shengxuan Sect and the Tianque Sect have also joined forces. Otherwise, the Tianque Sect wouldn’t have chosen this time to dispatch troops; it’s far too coincidental."

Chu Long said coldly.

Everyone understood his meaning.

The Tianque Sect’s move was obviously intended to divert some of the pressure from the Shengxuan Sect.

They were originally going to dispatch troops to attack the Shengxuan Sect, but now, they had to change their plan.

"Li Tuo, I order you to be the commander, leading a hundred and fifty thousand soldiers of the King’s Army to resist the Tianque Sect’s massive army. Chu Long, Nan Mengren... You will accompany the army on the expedition. We cannot lose an inch of our territory."

King Ming gave the order.

"Yes."

Everyone complied.

"As for the Shengxuan Sect, I will personally pay a visit. There is no need for a large army to march, I alone am sufficient."

King Ming said coldly. At that moment, his domineering spirit was fully exposed, his aura unmatched, eliciting admiration from everyone.

...

At his command, the entire Mansion of King Ming mobilized, with legions from various regions gathering and heading directly towards the western part of Mingzhou.

King Ming took a single step, his body cutting through the air like a streak of light, flying towards the Shengxuan Sect with astonishing speed.

Not long after, King Ming appeared outside Shengxuan Mountain.

Boom!

King Ming slammed his palm down from the sky, and the energy between heaven and earth crazily gathered towards him, transforming into a gigantic palm covering a ten-mile radius, and slammed down on the core area of Shengxuan Mountain.

The massive palm shadowed everything underneath, resembling the god of destruction, causing many in the Shengxuan Sect to turn pale, feeling an overwhelming sense of powerlessness.

"It’s King Ming, activate the formation."

From the core of the Shengxuan Sect, a roar erupted.

Simultaneously, nine terrifying auras burst forth, rising like a wolf’s smoke.

Nine figures, surged skyward, hanging mid-air, each a mighty figure in the Primordial Spirit Realm.

Among them, a middle-aged man held a sacred tower with a solemn expression.

These nine strong Primordial Spirit Realm figures poured all their strength into the tower. The tower radiated ten thousand feet of rosy clouds, expanded rapidly, and finally, as huge as a mountain, it smashed towards the giant hand in the sky.

At the same time these nine acted, countless patterns emerged in the core area of the Shengxuan Sect.

These patterns were strikingly similar to the Will Power Patterns of the ancient relics. Despite not being powered by ’Will Power’, they harnessed other forces yet possessed similar potency and mystique as the Will Power Patterns.

Countless patterns entwined, converging the energy between heaven and earth into a tremendous sword, cleaving towards the sky.

The sacred tower and giant sword struck the massive hand in the sky simultaneously.

Boom!

The entire Shengxuan Mountain violently shook, causing numerous people to cower in fear on the ground.

The clouds in the sky were swept away, as if a large hole had been punched in the sky. The giant sword was the first to shatter under the pressure, followed by the sacred tower, which was knocked down and caught by the nine elites of the Shengxuan Sect.

However, the colossal hand launched by King Ming was also blocked, its light dimming, cracks appearing on its surface, and finally exploding with a bang.

King Ming floated in mid-air, his long robe fluttering, his eyes piercing, with an aura as if to devour the sky. This caused the Sect Master of the Shengxuan Sect and the other eight Primordial Spirit Realm elites to go pale, flashes of fear flickering through their eyes.

The might of King Ming was deeply ingrained in their hearts.

This was one of the twenty strongest in Da Chu. An ordinary Primordial Spirit Realm figure was no match for King Ming — the gap was as vast as heaven and earth.

"The Shengxuan Sect’s sect-protecting treasure, the Shengxuan Tower, is indeed as famous as its reputation suggests. It’s a pity that it has been buried in your hands," King Ming faintly said.

"King Ming, why attack the Shengxuan Sect?" The Sect Master of the Shengxuan Sect asked.

"Why? Pretending to be ignorant, colluding with the Spirit Sect, releasing the Ancient Blood Demon for your selfish desires and harming innocent lives. Today, I will level Shengxuan Mountain on behalf of Great Ancestor," King Ming’s voice echoed throughout Shengxuan Mountain and Shengxuan City, causing many to change color.

"If those above want to impose a crime, they’ll always find an excuse. Everyone can see that the Mansion of King Ming covets unification of Xuan Zhou. I understand—the existence of Shengxuan Sect hinders the development of the Mansion of King Ming. This day was bound to come sooner or later," the Sect Master of the Shengxuan Sect said, eloquently shifting the blame of colluding with Spirit Sect and releasing the Ancient Blood Demon.

"Your eloquence will do you no good here," King Ming said, not wishing to waste words. His eyes shone and a spear flew out, landing in his hand.

Boom!

From a superior position, he jabbed with the spear downwards. The spear greatly enlarged, like a column holding up the sky, crushing Shengxuan Mountain with an irresistible force.

The nine mighty figures of the Shengxuan Sect went pale. Such an attack was like the wrath of the heavens and even before the spear’s arrival, they could already feel the immense pressure it carried.

"Release the Refined Corpses," the Sect Master of the Shengxuan Sect roared as his long hair flew wildly about and all his strength poured into the Shengxuan Tower.

The Shengxuan Tower expanded once more, flying high to confront the massive spear.

At the same time, patterns spread all around, intertwining like countless small snakes. Drawing on the Heavenly Earth Power, they transformed into a giant energy sword, slashing towards the sky.

Moreover, over thirty figures rushed out from the core of Shengxuan Mountain.

Each figure was terrifyingly strong, yet their skin was pitch black, devoid of any life aura and instead exuded a strong scent of filth.

These were the Refined Corpses of the Shengxuan Sect.

Each Refined Corpse was formulated from a deceased Primordial Spirit Realm figure, maintaining a fragment of their former power from when they were alive.

This was the dreadful foundation of a sect.

Any of the seven founding sects were already in existence during the Dagu Dynasty. By now, each had at least a few thousand years of history. Their foundations were profoundly deep.

Over such a long period, it was impossible to know the number of Primordial Spirit Realm figures born or the number of talented individuals who had emerged.

As a result, the number of Primordial Spirit Corpse Refinements owned was shockingly vast. Any force who wished to challenge them would need to weigh their chances carefully.

This was why the seven founding sects could exist for so long.

More than thirty Refined Corpses charged at the giant spear together. Their combined attacks landed on the spear, causing it to shake non-stop before successfully blocking it.

King Ming’s eyebrows furrowed slightly. His aura became even more terrifying. Initially frightening enough, it continued to grow stronger.

Next, a radiant glow enveloped him, and a figure appeared from his body, rapidly enlarging to a height of three hundred feet.

This was King Ming’s Primordial Spirit Manifestation, with an unusual appearance, a bronze body, and three heads with six arms, exuding an aura of majesty.

Each of the three heads had a different expression: anger, joy, and killing intent.

Of the six arms, one pair were clasped together.

The other four arms each held different weapons: a sword, an axe, a spear, and a gun.

King Ming’s Primordial Spirit Manifestation loomed above the Shengxuan Sect. Each of the four weapons hurled towards the Sect Master of the Shengxuan Sect and his group.

The Sect Master of the Shengxuan Sect and the others could only put forth their full strength in response.

The Shengxuan Tower blocked the spear of the Primordial Spirit Manifestation.

The giant sword, formed from Will Power Patterns, blocked the axe of the Primordial Spirit Manifestation.

And the Refined Corpses charged towards the sword and the gun.

Pfft!

Pfft!

Two powerful Refined Corpses were slashed in half by the sword and gun of the Primordial Spirit Manifestation and crashed to the ground.

Shoo!

Just at that moment, a Sword Light suddenly burst out from the ground below. Like an immortal descending from above, it carried a force that could annihilate all things and pierced towards King Ming.