CHAPTER 509: CHAPTER 509: OVERSEAS DEMON CULTIVATOR, DAOIST NAME LONG YUNZI

Although the Blood-thirsty Demon King was in the Second Layer of the Divine Sovereign Realm and appeared formidable, Wu De knew exactly how strong he truly was. Even Wu De himself dared not act rashly against Ye Yun. The Blood-thirsty Demon King, when faced with Ye Yun, had no chance of winning. It would be a completely one-sided defeat, as easy as crushing rotten wood.

As he watched the red cloud descend, a sneer flashed in Ye Yun’s eyes. The Blood-thirsty Demon King seemed eager to curry favor with Wu De, but unfortunately, he had picked the wrong person. Ye Yun nonchalantly waved his hand, and a tidal wave of power swept out.

WHOOSH!

A gusty wind arose, instantly blowing the red cloud away. The Blood-thirsty Demon King screamed, suddenly disintegrating into numerous red droplets and flying violently back into the distance. After retreating several thousand feet, the red droplets gathered again, re-forming the Blood-thirsty Demon King.

In this crucial moment, the Blood-thirsty Demon King had to use his ultimate Divine Skill to completely dissolve the force of Ye Yun’s wave.

So strong? Standing at a distance, the Blood-thirsty Demon King trembled, his face pale. He had never expected the mysterious young man in white to be so terrifyingly powerful. As a Demon King in the Second Layer of the Divine Sovereign Realm, he couldn’t even withstand a single move. The Blood-thirsty Demon King finally understood why Demon God Big Brother kept such a low profile.

"Elder, I admit my mistake. Please spare me!"

The Blood-thirsty Demon King transformed into a streak of blood-red light, landed hard on the Celestial Boat, and knelt on the deck. He looked tragic, begging repeatedly for mercy.

"Get up. If I truly wanted your life, your Divine Skill couldn’t have resisted at all."

Ye Yun roared with laughter and waved his sleeve. A rush of Mana rolled out, immediately lifting the Blood-thirsty Demon King. Since he wanted to win over the Yuandemon clan, he naturally wanted to bring the Bloodthirsty Demon Clan into his fold as well. In Ye Yun’s heart, he wanted to cultivate more Divine Sovereign level forces in the Divine Land. It seemed the Demon Clan had become a good target for him now.

"Thank you, Elder."

The Blood-thirsty Demon King blushed and spoke with lingering fear. Wu De, who had been watching coldly from the sidelines, nodded in approval. He quite appreciated Ye Yun’s tactics.

Ye Yun lifted his golden pipe, took a few puffs, exhaled a few trails of green smoke, and smiled at Wu De. "We’ll go to the Supreme Forgetful Love Palace first," he said.

"Alright!" Wu De nodded.

The Celestial Boat turned into a ray of light and flew toward the Supreme Forgetful Love Palace. The Blood-thirsty Demon King, standing on the boat, looked pale; he wanted to cry but had no tears.

Could a Dragon Clan Demon Cultivator possibly be this strong? All sorts of Dragon Clans in the Divine Land were usually raised and cultivated by the Dragon-rearing Clan, and their strength was generally not high. Having lived for so long, the Blood-thirsty Demon King had never heard of a Divine Dragon at the Divine Sovereign Realm.

However, the Divine Land was vast and boundless. The Blood-thirsty Demon King hadn’t been to many places, so he couldn’t rule out the possibility that such powerful Divine Dragons at the Divine Sovereign Realm existed elsewhere.

The Celestial Boat soon landed at the foot of the mountain of the Supreme Forgetful Love Palace. At Wu De’s reminder, Ye Yun put the Celestial Boat away, and the three of them began to walk up the mountain. A large array was constantly active in the void above the Supreme Forgetful Love Palace, preventing anyone from entering from above. They had to land at the foot of the mountain and walk up the mountain path. After registering at the mountain gate, they could officially enter the Supreme Forgetful Love Palace.

Ye Yun and Wu De each held a pipe, strolling leisurely along the mountain path and puffing away, looking quite comfortable. The Blood-thirsty Demon King at their side, on the other hand, seemed rather out of place.

On the mountain path, it was not just the three of them. There were also several other powerful beings of the Divine Sovereign Realm scattered on different steps. They were also here to compete in the martial arts contest to win brides from the Supreme Forgetful Love Palace. Many frowned upon seeing the two avid Smokers.

"Some people truly have no self-awareness! Considering Jade Heavenly Venerable’s purity and innocence, how could she like a Smoker who reeks?" a muscular young man sneered, turning around with a scornful smirk.

"Brother, you hit the nail on the head! These two Smokers with their low cultivation bases don’t stand a chance in the martial arts contest. They’re nothing more than cannon fodder..." another man in a grey robe laughed heartily.

Both of these men exuded a strong Demonic Aura, and their cultivation bases had reached the Fourth Layer of the Divine Sovereign Realm. After reaching the Divine Sovereign Realm, breakthroughs in each minor level of the realm become enormously difficult. Thus, even the advantage of one minor level often resulted in tremendously overwhelming combat power.

Certainly, there were also countless peerless geniuses in the Divine Land who were able to fight beyond their level, even after reaching the Divine Sovereign Realm. However, such individuals were extremely rare and precious across the vast Divine Land.

"Friend, it seems people are laughing at us Smokers, eh?" Ye Yun said with a smile, looking at Wu De. He had heard the surrounding comments but took a puff from his pipe without any visible reaction.

"They’re just a bunch of clowns. Why should we care about them? We’ll naturally run into them during the martial arts contest. We can deal with them then," Wu De said dismissively. He took a hearty puff, finding his Purple Gold Pipe empty. He hurriedly refilled it with tobacco and swiftly lit it. After a few more hearty puffs, Wu De’s face showed an expression of ecstasy.

"You speak the truth, friend," Ye Yun laughed, not taking it seriously.

Wu De truly was a Smoker, barely stopping the entire way. He must have collected a lot of tobacco in his small pouch; with such an insane smoking habit, it seemed as if his tobacco supply would never diminish.

The three of them continued up the steps. After two to three Time Units, they finally reached the vicinity of the mountain gate. At the mountain gate, a table was set up. Two Disciples from the Supreme Forgetful Love Palace, appearing to be in their twenties, were registering everyone who came. The three of them walked over.

"I come from the Bloodthirsty Demon Clan of the Netherworld Demon Territory..." the Blood-thirsty Demon King was the first to announce.

The two young Disciples glanced at the Blood-thirsty Demon King, detected his Demon Clan aura, and registered him without hesitation. Then they handed a waist plate to the Blood-thirsty Demon King.

"With this waist plate, you can go to the Yunlu Cottage to rest. The number on the waist plate is your number for the contest drawing. Please remember it, Senior," one of the young Disciples said politely.

"Thank you!" The Blood-thirsty Demon King took the waist plate, walked a few steps happily, then turned around to wait for Wu De and Ye Yun.

Wu De was the second to announce his name, and he also received a waist plate. Ye Yun walked up to the table and calmly stated, "Overseas Demon Cultivator. My Daoist name is Long Yunzi."

Demon Cultivator? The two young men looked at Ye Yun, their faces a mask of astonishment. Isn’t he obviously a Human Race Spirit Cultivator? He has such a pure aura, without a hint of any Demonic Aura!

Just then, Ye Yun moved slightly, releasing a faint Super Divine Dragon Breath.

A Senior from the Dragon Clan? one of the young men muttered to himself, his expression changing dramatically.