Chapter 213: Chapter 118: Sword upon Demon Mountain (Part 2)

"The Mountain Master is gone."

"A kingdom cannot be without a king for a single day."

"Since that is the case,"

"it is time to choose the second Mountain Master."

"Also, the Mountain Master was holding us back, unwilling to provoke that Wind Snow Sword Immortal. Now, after centuries of rest and recuperation for our Demon Monster Mountain Range, it’s time we descended the mountain to plunder. We will turn the Human Race into livestock, mere flesh to extend our lives..."

A Golden-winged Roc spoke slowly, its voice booming and muffled.

"Excellent!"

"Most excellent!"

"Our Life Level as Demon Fiends is far superior to that of Human Race Cultivators. We were always meant to be the sovereigns of this world. If the Mountain Master hadn’t suppressed us, why would we need to cower here?"

"The Wind Snow Sword Immortal? What’s he worth!"

"Exactly!"

"Before the demonic mist swept across the world, a saying was spreading through the Human World: ’When the wind blows and the snow falls, the Sword Immortal arrives. One sword brings Annihilation, and the world falls silent.’ Does he think he’s worthy of that? He’s just a junior who has only been in cultivation for a mere thirty or forty years."

"After the Immortal Arrival, it wasn’t just the Human Race who broke through their mortal limits to reach a higher level. Which one of us here hasn’t had our bloodline transform, becoming a true Great Demon of this age!"

In the Great Hall of Ten Thousand Demons, figure after towering figure, each one seeming to hold up the sky, burst into wild, crazed laughter.

It was as if...

...without the suppression of the Mountain Sea Giant Turtle, they were all Giant Demons mighty as dragons, and the Human World was nothing more than a toy in their grasp.

But...

...at the very head of the hall...

...on the second throne...

...sat an old man. He had a human-like form but was hairless and beardless, with a pair of serpent’s eyes. He remained sullen and silent, his gaze fixed on the snowflakes that had begun to drift down outside the great hall.

"Elder Snake."

"Beneath the Mountain Master, you are the strongest. You should be the one to decide!"

"As long as you give the command—an order for a million Demon Fiends to overrun the Human World and crush Daqian—I will be the first to honor you as the Sovereign of Demon Mountain!"

A giant ox, standing upright and towering over a thousand feet tall, was the largest of all the Demon Fiends. Its body was cyan, and its eyes blazed like crimson fire, burning with a terrifying cyan flame that made the very air sizzle. It sat on the third Mountain Master’s throne and now spoke, its gaze falling darkly upon the most ancient of them all, the old snake Demon Fiend.

At this...

...the great hall fell silent.

The great snake Demon Fiend still did not answer.

His pair of serpent eyes...

...remained fixed on the world outside the hall.

"It’s snowing."

"Haven’t you noticed?"

After a long while...

...a long, drawn-out sigh from Elder Snake echoed through the silent hall.

"Snowing?"

"Elder Snake, it’s just a bit of snow. What’s there to talk about?"

"The most important thing right now is humans!"

"Eating humans!"

"Ever since the Daqian Dynasty was founded, our children have gone far too long without tasting human flesh or drinking human blood to extend their lives..."

The crimson-eyed Cyan Ox roared.

Inside the hall...

...the other powerful Great Demons were also dismissive.

’It’s just... some snow.’

’What’s worth making a fuss about?’

Wait.

’Snow?’

’How is that possible!’

The Demon Monster Mountain Range wasn’t like the territories of the Human Race, which were plagued by constant natural disasters. For years on end, the weather here had been perfect and the climate stable. When had it ever snowed in their Great Hall of Ten Thousand Demons? How could these snowflakes possibly be falling here?

"’When the wind blows and the snow falls, the Sword Immortal arrives. One sword brings Annihilation, and all things fall silent...’"

Elder Snake sighed.

Suddenly...

...he recalled the words the Mountain Master had left him before departing.

’In all the world...’

’...you could provoke anyone.’

’Anyone except this world-renowned Wind Snow Sword Immortal.’

Unfortunately...

...the Mountain Master wanted them to spare the Wind Snow Sword Immortal.

But the Wind Snow Sword Immortal had come courting death himself!

’Do you truly believe that just because the Demon Monster Mountain Range has remained in seclusion, there are no powerful Demon Fiends here besides the Mountain Master?’

’To dare come to our door! Who do you think you are?’

When Elder Snake opened his eyes again, they were filled with vicious hostility.

He looked toward the entrance of the great hall.

At some unknown point...

...the Bronze Giant Gate had been thrown open by the raging blizzard. A figure, clad in a Muddy World Profound Robe and carrying a Sword Box on his back, walked in, stepping through the wind and snow, one step after another.

And...

...step by step, he ascended to the highest seat—the one and only throne, long vacant, that represented the first Mountain Master.

"A moment ago, I believe I heard you all discussing me?"

Su Chen was smiling.

He always liked to smile. Even though he had no heart, his physical shell was empty, incapable of feeling the love, hate, sorrow, or joy a normal person should. Still, he liked to smile.

It was as if...

...doing so made him seem like a living, breathing person.

"Insolence!"

"Is that a seat an ant-like Human Cultivator like you is fit to sit in?"

"Yes!"

"We were talking about you!"

"Not only were we talking about you, we were talking about all you Human Cultivators! Now that the Mountain Master is no longer here to suppress us, the Demon Monster Mountain Range will pour out in full force! We will crush your Human Race’s Daqian Dynasty, wash it in blood, and raise you all like pigs and dogs..."

A Great Demon, the Golden-winged Roc, roared. With a beat of its wings, it stirred up a furious gale that ravaged the great hall.

This gale could have easily wiped a giant city from the face of the earth.

But...

...when it blew against Su Chen, it felt like a gentle breeze. He remained utterly unmoved.

"Hm?"

’This Wind Snow Sword Immortal of the Human Race... seeing him is truly better than hearing about him a hundred times. He actually has some substance...’

The Great Demons in the hall all glanced over, surprise flashing in their eyes.

They had never descended the mountain.

Naturally, they knew nothing of the immense changes that had taken place in the Human World in just forty short years. They knew even less of the terror of this Wind Snow Sword Immortal, who was without rival in the Human World, his loneliness as profound as the snow.

"You believe the Demon Monster Mountain Range has been able to exist in this world, occupying a hundred thousand li of this mountain range, untouchable by even Celestial Will, Earth Spirit, and All Living Beings’ Fortune, with natural and man-made disasters avoiding you... all because your Demon Mountain is powerful?"

Su Chen continued.

In his eyes, the image of that terrifying giant turtle reappeared—as vast as a mountain, its feet planted in the Endless Sea.

Was Demon Mountain powerful?

It was.

But whether before or after the Immortal Arrival, it was never powerful enough to make the Great Yu Immortals wary, or to make the world itself recoil in fear.

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