Mortals: The Daily Life of Hidden Moon Sect

Chapter 611

"If the incarnation of this Demon Bone Pearl can find a suitable subordinate, it should be able to display at least 20% to 30% of its master's magical powers. With such strength, I'm afraid no one in the Demon Gold Mountains except the three of us will be able to defeat and destroy this incarnation."

The silver-robed old man asked calmly.

However, the blood-robed man who was in charge of the overall situation responded disapprovingly:

"This is not an absolute fact. Brother Duoyan, have you forgotten that in addition to the few of us who followed the Saint Ancestor into the spirit world, there was another being of the same level as us. The magical power of that demon ape is not inferior to that of the three of us."

The silver-robed old man snorted coldly and retorted:
"That demon ape actually dared to steal the Xuantian remnant treasure that Saint Ancestor entrusted to us for safekeeping, and escaped without a trace. How dare he show up here again?"

The blood-robed man smiled calmly and responded:
"That may not be the case. According to my guess, the reason why it made such a move is probably to find a way to repair the remaining Xuantian treasure in the outside world, and then use this treasure to return to the Holy Realm."

The silver-robed old man's eyes flickered, and he said in a deep voice:
"Repair the remaining Xuantian treasure! Does it think this is still our Ancient Demon Realm? The great masters of this realm are no less powerful than the Saint Ancestor of our Saint Realm. If we were not really desperate, the Saint Ancestor would not have destroyed the Xuantian treasure and forcibly torn the interface to send us here."

The blood-robed man waved his hand and replied nonchalantly:
"No need to speculate! I will use my secret technique to find out who destroyed my avatar. Besides, when my avatar last transmitted information, it seemed that Brother Blood Arm's beloved daughter was also nearby."

Hearing this, the silver-robed old man and the blood-robed man could not help but show surprise on their faces and asked in unison:
"Xueying! Brother Tie, are you trying to say that your incarnation was destroyed by my daughter?"

The man in green robe shook his head slightly and said seriously:

"It is naturally impossible for your daughter to accomplish this alone. However, if we add a demon crocodile that has just been promoted to the Saint level, then the possibility will be greatly increased."

"What, promotion to Saint level?"

"The demon crocodile you're referring to?"

This time, the silver-robed old man and the blood-robed man were both shocked and asked without thinking.

The man in green robe explained with a wry smile:
"My two fellow Taoists, don't be too surprised. I believe that soon, your subordinates will personally report this to you. As for the demon crocodile, who else could it be? It must be the Black Abyss Crocodile."

“This matter is indeed not complicated. In view of the fact that the demon crocodile has been promoted to the sacred realm, it is impossible for the Holy Ancestor to ignore it. When the time comes, we only need to find the Holy Ancestor to ask for clear instructions. There is no need to worry about this issue.” The green-robed monk explained calmly.

"Your Excellency is right. The Holy Ancestor is about to wake up, and we should really listen to his teachings."

The old man in silver robe stroked his beard and nodded in agreement.

"Well, let's follow the advice of fellow Taoists." The blood-robed monk thought for a moment and had no objection.

"However, I am quite curious. When the Saint Ancestor was about to wake up, you two sent your avatar and your beloved daughter away from here. May I ask if there has been any change in the outside world? What plans do you two Taoist friends have?"

The old man in silver robe asked suddenly with sharp eyes.

Hearing the question from the silver-robed old man, the green-robed man and the blood-robed monk looked at each other with surprise on their faces.

However, the blood-robed monk rolled his eyes and then laughed softly:

"Many eyes. Why do you pretend to be ignorant! Haven't most of your subordinates already left their residence and started to act? Please don't tell me that you are completely unaware of this matter."

The man in green robe stood aside with a gloomy look on his face and remained silent.

"Zhixian, who exactly are you? I ordered my subordinates to go out only to capture the person who killed my son, in order to avenge the pain of losing him." The old man in silver robe was stunned, his face full of confusion.

This old man in silver robe is none other than the many-eyed demon from the sacred realm.

In the past, in order to avenge the brutal murder of his beloved son, he sacrificed his left and right arms and sent two high-level monsters, Jiuye and Wuqi, to find the real culprit.

However, Jiu Ye's pursuit alone angered the cave spirit possessed by the Demon Lord from Outer Space, and he was unfortunately killed with one blow.

Although Wu Qi led the monsters to besiege Lin Mo and others, he was distracted and confused by the shadow puppet transformed by Lin Mo's Jia Yuan Fu, and was also ambushed and killed.

As for the other magical beasts, under the leadership of the little glass beast, they set up an ambush at the entrance of the Magic Gold Mountains, attempting to attack Lin Mo and others.

Therefore, although the Many-Eyed Demon had many magical beasts under his command, he knew nothing about Zhixian.

Now hearing this, he was naturally shocked.

As for the other two monks, they are naturally the Iron-Winged Demon and another sacred realm demon beast named Blood Arm.

Seeing that the Many-Eyed Demon was not an empty promise, Bloodarm was immediately surprised.

There was a flash of blood in his eyes, and he asked in a serious tone:
"Could it be that Brother Duoyan's son met with an accident? We were totally unaware of this."

"Humph, my son's murder is not something to brag about. Why should we publicize it? Besides, you have been busy with your own affairs these days and have not been informed of this news. What's suspicious about that?"

The Many-Eyed Demon's face darkened and he responded with a hint of sarcasm.

"Ahem..., I have misunderstood you, fellow Taoist."

Upon hearing this, the blood-robed monk coughed lightly and explained with a little embarrassment.

"There is no need to elaborate on other matters. At the moment, I am quite interested in the Zhixian that you mentioned. I wonder if the two fellow Taoists can reveal more information?" The Multi-Eyed Demon said calmly.

"Haha, it's actually nothing serious. It's just that an insignificant spiritual creature strayed into the mountains. Even if we keep silent, I believe that fellow Taoist will know about it soon."

The Iron-winged Demon answered with a smile, seeming nonchalant.

"Oh, it's really unimaginable that such a magical creature could inspire the endless enthusiasm of Brother Tie and Brother Xuebi, who even burned their avatars and blood vessels to fight for their lives. You two told me that I don't need to care about this matter. Do you really think that I can't see through the hidden reasons? Call your men!"

The Many-Eyed Demon's face suddenly darkened, he clapped his hands twice, and let out a loud shout.

In an instant, a black light flashed outside the hall, and a thin middle-aged man wearing emerald green armor walked in silently. He walked briskly to the front of the silver-robed old man, knelt on his knees, and saluted respectfully:
"Greetings, Master. May I ask for your instructions?"

"Go and investigate the origin and current location of a spiritual creature named Zhixian immediately." The Many-Eyed Demon ordered in a cold tone.

"Yes, master." The man in green armor responded without hesitation. Then a black light flashed on his body and he turned into a black stream of light and rushed away from the gate.

The Iron-Winged Demon and Blood-Arm witnessed this scene. One of them remained silent, while the other smiled, as if he didn't care about the Many-Eyed Demon's behavior at all.

The silver-robed old man glanced back and saw the expressions of the two. His face became even gloomier. He snorted coldly and spoke again:

"That's all about Zhixian. Next we will discuss more important matters. Recently, I received a piece of information that the interface channel that had been re-sealed by us seemed to have abnormal conditions. It is speculated that the Holy Realm has not given up and is planning new actions." "Interface channel? Wasn't it cut off by the sword of the Holy Ancestor? How can they have the courage to act again?" The blood-robed man's face changed slightly, revealing a surprised expression.

"Brother Bloodarm, do you doubt what I said?" The Many-Eyed Demon glanced at him and asked.

"The interface channel is of great importance. How dare I question it?" The man in the blood-colored robe replied with a laugh.

"If there are two or more Saint Ancestors in the Saint Realm, and they all possess the Xuantian Treasure, then it is indeed possible to open the passage again."

The Iron-winged Demon touched his chin and said after thinking for a moment.

"It's impossible. At that time, the Saint Ancestor was in a critical moment. Seeing that we were in a desperate situation and surrounded by pursuers, he had to forcibly break through the interface at the cost of destroying the Xuantian Treasure and greatly reducing his own cultivation. Even if other Saint Ancestors possessed the Xuantian Treasure, how could they easily make such a sacrifice?"

The blood-robed man retorted without hesitation.

"However, this is not the case. If there really are two or more Saint Ancestors over there, and they take turns using the Xuantian Treasure to attack the channel, perhaps they can really open the interface without any damage."

The Many-Eyed Demon's eyes flickered several times before he spoke seriously.

Upon hearing this, Blood Arm and Iron Winged Demon were stunned at first, and then their faces turned extremely ugly.

"Never mind. Although the changes in the passage are only minor, it will probably take many years to successfully open it. Whether to fight or retreat, we should wait for the Saint Ancestor to make the decision. After all, she may wake up at any time."

The Iron-Winged Demon sighed and said with a wry smile.

"That's true. With our strength, we are powerless to stop the changes in the interface channel. But Lord Saint may have a way to stop all this."

The blood-robed man said with renewed energy.

After hearing this, the Many-Eyed Demon twirled his beard and nodded in agreement, his lips slightly parted as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

However, at this moment, the ten-foot-tall black stone gate in front of the three people suddenly burst into dazzling light, and countless pink runes emerged and flickered.

"The Holy Ancestor has awakened!"

The blood-stained robe man cried out in shock, his voice trembling.

Immediately afterwards, the three holy-level monsters showed ecstatic expressions on their faces and stood solemnly facing the direction of the stone gate.

The light from the stone gate continued to flicker for a whole cup of tea before gradually dimming.

At the same time, those dazzling runes suddenly lost their luster in an instant, and finally disappeared without a trace.

Seeing this scene, the expressions of the three demons did not change. They still stared at the stone gate with full concentration, showing no tension or anxiety at all.

However, the huge stone gate fell into a suffocating silence at this time, and no longer showed any signs of abnormality.

After more than half an hour, suddenly, there was a sharp sound of "creaking", and the stone door opened automatically.

The three demons instantly focused and became energetic.

"Oh, I didn't expect you guys to make it here. Thank you for your hard work. Please come in."

A clear, pleasant, soft and moving female voice came from behind the stone gate, making people want to take a peek at her true face.

Behind the half-open stone door, patches of pink light flickered, appearing extremely mysterious and strange.

"Congratulations to the Holy Ancestor on his reawakening. We will go to see His Highness right away."

As the representative of the other two demons, the Many-Eyed Demon bowed respectfully and answered very sincerely.

Then, the three demons suppressed their inner excitement and walked towards the stone gate side by side.

But the moment they stepped into the stone gate, they saw a flash of pink light before their eyes, and then they found themselves in a whole new world.

The sky is cloudless and blue, the earth is emerald green, the mountains in the distance are endless, and the whole world seems to have no end.

At the end of the meadow, there is a huge flowering tree that is a hundred feet tall.

The tree was lavender all over, with an unknown pink spiritual flower blooming on its branches, like a giant lotus, with each petal as big as a bowl.

Under this tree, there is a white figure as beautiful as a fairy, standing there quietly.

Even though the huge flower tree seemed far away and the woman had her back to them, her graceful back alone was enough to make most men in the world fall in love with her.

When the three demons saw the woman, they immediately bowed deeply to her.

"Since you're already here, come up to me and talk."

The woman laughed softly, raised one arm gracefully, and actually plucked a giant pink flower that was right above her head, then threw it back seemingly nonchalantly.

With a "puff", the giant pink flower just spun a few times, then made a dull explosion sound, and turned into a pink glow and flew up.

The three demons only felt the pink light flashing again in front of their eyes, and the surrounding scenery became blurry. The next second, they suddenly appeared less than ten feet in front of the huge flower tree.

They were surprised, but then delighted and saluted again.

"Get up. You have followed me for so many years, you should understand that I don't like too much etiquette." The woman did not turn around, but her voice was still extremely gentle, which made people feel admiration.

"Thank you, Saint Ancestor. Congratulations on your recovery!"

The three demons did not dare to be negligent and still bowed respectfully before slowly standing up.

"It's too early to say that my power has been fully restored. I only have a portion of my previous power left. The remaining power cannot be restored by just sleeping and practicing. I must rely on external forces."

The woman sighed softly, seeming helpless.

"External forces?" Upon hearing this, the silver-robed old man and others looked at each other in surprise.

"That's right, and it's not an ordinary external force. But this spiritual world is as important as our holy world. I believe there should be hope that we can find what we need."