The Mythical Demon Lord

Chapter 282 Nine Demon Generals
In the fairyland, in the center of the fairyland, an extremely huge demon palace sits above the nine heavens, overlooking all the heavens and worlds.

It was a palace that could support the universe, with various islands next to it and palaces hanging on them.

In front of the gate, terrifying ghosts and demon soldiers were guarding it motionlessly.

They were wearing red robes, hats, and holding spears. They stood quietly beside the steps, surrounded by demonic aura.

They exude the aura of a quasi-emperor. Rows and rows of them are silent and full of oppression.

Above the Ten Thousand Demons Palace, there is a blood moon with demonic energy lingering around it. When you get closer, the sky here becomes dim.

Zhong Heng took a step forward, and instantly entered the Ten Thousand Demons Palace, sitting among the others.

Below, nine demon generals gathered together, discussing something.

However, he did not notice that Zhong Heng had already appeared in the main seat.

“The Chaos God Clan had a grudge against the Demon Lord in the past, but the Demon Lord certainly did not expect that one of our demon generals would break through the Immortal King realm and help him kill an insignificant enemy.”

"It seems that Jiuyin is still more talented, much higher than his useless grandfather."

"Fuck you, Feng Ting. If you have the guts, let's fight for three hundred rounds."

There was a fierce quarrel below. Zhu Chi's face turned red and he was teased by the demon generals such as Qu Bing.

Zhu Jiuyin is the most talented among their demon generals.

Now he has broken through to the Immortal King realm.

Nowadays, in the entire fairyland, there are not many true immortals among the indigenous people. The Immortal King is gone, and even the Emperor is rarely seen.

Their Wanmo Palace is the only powerful one in this era.

"Recently, a young genius named Guto has become very strong. Another extraordinary figure has risen."

"Guto, a native of the Immortal Realm, has a terrifying combat capability at the same level. It seems that he will have a place in the next era."

Nine demon generals, dressed in black robes, stood in the center of the hall, discussing the recent situation.

But I found that there are some problems in the fairyland now.

From the chaotic ancient times to the present, the number of true immortals that have been born is less than ten, which is simply unbelievable.

Zhong Heng sat in the seat and listened quietly to their discussion.

Gu Tuo, if nothing unexpected happens, might be the father of Emperor Bengtian.

In later lives, he once fought his way into the Soul River with Ye Fan and the other two. He was the strongest person in the fairyland of this era and also a Heavenly Emperor.

However, what he didn't expect was that Zhu Jiuyin was the first to break through to the Immortal King realm.

Moreover, he became an ultimate Immortal King after a breakthrough, and also killed the old patriarch of the Chaos Gods, who was just an ordinary Immortal King.

"Something's wrong!!"

Zhu Jiuyin suddenly shouted, raised his hand, interrupted the quarrel between the other eight demon generals, and then suddenly turned his head to look at the throne on the podium.

Sitting on the throne was a young man in red clothes and white hair. Time had left no trace on his face, and he looked deeply at the demon general below.

"Master Demon!!!"

"The Demon Lord is back!!"

The nine demon generals were excited. They saluted and shouted the name of the Demon Lord.

After so many years, I finally met the founder of Wanmo Palace again.

"Get up." Zhong Heng nodded.

He looked at the nine demon generals.

Nine demon generals were dressed in black robes, standing together. A terrifying murderous aura permeated the air. It was unknown how many lives they had killed to possess such a murderous aura.

"Yes, except Jiuyin, almost all of you are ready to break through to the realm of Immortal King." Zhong Heng also nodded with satisfaction.

He could feel that the Ten Thousand Demons Palace was now extremely powerful, with dozens of True Immortals and hundreds of emperors.

As time goes by, the Ten Thousand Demons Palace will only become stronger.

The demon generals are all at the quasi-immortal king level, just one step away from entering the immortal king realm.

"Lord Demon, why am I still so terrifying in front of you even though I have broken through to the level of Immortal King?" Zhu Jiuyin asked puzzledly.

When he went to the First Mountain and met the survivors of the eight hundred veterans and the three Immortal King giants, he could feel it.

Only when facing the Demon Lord did I realize that he was unfathomable. He was like an insurmountable mountain, and I couldn't even see his back. "Emperor." Zhong Heng just said one word calmly.

boom!
An irresistible aura emanated from him. The situation outside changed instantly and the world was dyed red, as if it was submerged in a blood-red ocean. All the native residents of the fairyland looked at the sky with horror.

The blood-red clouds in the sky spread far away. No matter where you were, as long as you looked up, you could see a sea of ​​blood.

Thunder flashed in the blood cloud, and the fairyland was shaking.

However, those strange phenomena only lasted for a moment and then disappeared.

Zhu Jiuyin collapsed to the ground with a pale face, breathing heavily, his pupils constricted, and he was extremely terrified.

It was not until this moment that he realized the gap between himself and the Demon Lord.

The Immortal King is not even a weed in front of such vast divine power.

If Zhong Heng hadn't intentionally suppressed it, this place would have melted and been destroyed the moment he exploded.

"Perhaps one day, you will be able to reach my level, but I don't know how many epochs it will take for that day to come," said Zhong Heng.

Zhu Jiuyin and other demon generals gathered their minds and spoke in a trembling voice: "We will try our best to keep up with the pace of the Demon Lord."

Each of the nine demon generals is a peerless genius of an era, and each of them possesses the qualities of an immortal king.

"In the lower world, someone will come up in a million years." Zhong Heng said.

This sentence made those people look horrified.

They knew how difficult it was to break into the fairyland from the lower realm.

Not only do they have to become immortals in difficult environments, but they also have to work together to open the door to immortality.

Back then, the Demon Lord had to become the Immortal King before he could open the Immortal Gate.

"Are three mortal immortals going to appear in the lower world?" The nine demon generals started discussing again.

They knew that in order to open the gate to the fairyland, they would need three mortal immortals.

There should be more than three mortal immortals.

As far as they knew, Lingbao Tianzun, Emperor Zun, and Immortal Emperor were not dead.

These three people should have almost become mortal immortals by now.

Could it be these three?
"By the way, Demon Lord, I found this thing in a small world in the fairyland."

Zhu Jiuyin seemed to have thought of something and carefully took out a container.

The other eight demon generals retreated aside with grim expressions, looking at the vessel in Zhu Jiuyin's hand with vigilance.

Zhong Heng also began to sit up straight. He sensed a familiar breath in the vessel.

That aura does not belong to the primitive ancient world, the fairyland, or the foreign land, but comes from above.

"Buzz!"

Zhu Jiuyin opened the vessel, and a burst of silver light suddenly burst out from it.

Silver light flowed out of the vessel like a long river, interweaving a dense silver order on the sky.

There are bits of soul light rising there, beautiful and dreamy, as if making people soak in the Milky Way and receive some kind of baptism.

Zhong Heng suppressed the soul lights with a wave of his hand and captured the vessel.

I looked at the items in the vessel. It was a bowl filled with silver liquid and some mud.

The mud squirmed in the silver liquid as if it had life.

"Soul River?" Zhong Heng murmured, a little uncertain.

Because he had never seen the River of Souls either.

He stretched out his hand and put it into the silver liquid. With a humming sound, the liquid seemed to invade Zhong Heng's body, and the mud seemed to flow into his fingers through the pores.

Unfortunately, Zhong Heng is a powerful quasi-immortal emperor who is invulnerable to all kinds of attacks. Even ominous substances of this level cannot invade Zhong Heng's body.

"It seems so." His face was solemn, and he was sure that this was left by the Soul River.

"I also found a strange passage in that world. The passage was extremely dark, almost the same as the Chaos Stone Bridge in our restricted area. At the deepest part, there was a light hole with a barrier inside that even I couldn't break." Zhu Jiuyin said quickly.

Problems gradually emerged in the fairyland, and ominous monsters emerged in some worlds.

(End of this chapter)