Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 511 The Imprisoned Demon

“That’s right. As long as this matter succeeds, our Sea King Clan will leap to become the undisputed number one clan in the Spirit Realm. The benefits are self-evident.” The bald, burly man said with a strange look on his face.

At the same time, thousands of miles away in the sky, an old man with white hair and a face covered in purple scales stood with his hands behind his back, gazing in the direction of the great formation.

His eyes were filled with the vicissitudes of life, yet they also gleamed with a terrifying light that made people afraid to look directly at him.

Behind him were three other guards, each with a different aura, silently watching the formation.

A short while later, a whooshing sound rang out over this sea area, and a flash of emerald light appeared, then rapidly approached this direction.

The emerald light moved with incredible speed, traversing tens of thousands of miles of sea in the blink of an eye, and plunged headlong into the center of this sea area.

The emerald light faded, revealing a colossal ship that seemed to reach the heavens. Standing at the bow of the ship were two cultivators, a man and a woman, none other than Nie Zhaonan and Yue Li.

The moment the Cloud Palace Sacred Ship appeared, Nie Zhaonan's expression changed slightly as he glanced around.

Within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, there was not a single sound, not even a low-level sea beast appeared.

"It's too quiet." Nie Zhaonan's expression gradually became cautious.

"There's an ambush! Run!" Yue Li seemed to have discovered something and suddenly shouted urgently.

Nie Zhaonan's pupils contracted slightly, and he subconsciously poured his magic power into the Cloud Palace Sacred Ship beneath his feet, preparing to transform into emerald light once again and escape from this unusually quiet sea area.

But at that moment, a deafening roar suddenly resounded between heaven and earth, the sea trembled, and an invisible suction force swept out from the depths of the earth.

The Cloud Palace Sacred Ship trembled and was unexpectedly frozen in mid-air by this force!
In the sea below, countless water columns pierced through the surface and shot straight into the sky.

Amidst the endless waves, a super magic array that stretched as far as the eye could see slowly emerged from the ground. With a hissing sound, countless Sea King Clan cultivators appeared and instantly formed a mysterious formation. They began to use the power of the super magic array to chant incantations and activate the magic weapons in their hands.

Suddenly, a flash of blue light appeared in the sky, and after a layer of seemingly tangible restrictions vanished in an instant, a giant array of light covering the entire sky appeared.

Countless seawater flowed silently within the light array, seemingly endless, as if providing the array with inexhaustible power.

The great formation slowly pressed down, and an astonishing wave immediately filled the entire void.

The once enormous Cloud Palace Sacred Ship, located at the center of the formation, appeared from a distance like an ant.

At this moment, the light array in the air flickered, and forty-three figures who had been waiting for a long time surged out from it. After another blur, they appeared around the Cloud Palace Sacred Ship.

They all stood at a distance, coldly observing the two people on the holy ship.

Faced with such an astonishing sight, Nie Zhaonan showed no sign of panic. Instead, his eyes, flashing with blue light, swept around the surroundings.

Yue Li remained calm, showing no change in expression.

"I didn't expect so many fellow Daoists to set up an ambush here. I wonder which heinous criminal they were planning to ambush. We just happened to be passing by. I'm afraid you've all misunderstood," Nie Zhaonan said calmly, withdrawing his gaze.

"Hmph, how could we not recognize the Cloud Palace Sacred Ship? You need not harbor any illusions, we have been waiting for you." A Mahayana cultivator shrouded in bloody aura sneered.

"Hehehe, not bad. I just didn't expect that the owners of such a profound treasure would be two Nascent Soul cultivators. If I had known this, I wouldn't have needed to set up such a grand display." The bald, fierce-looking man laughed loudly, his voice booming and echoing in all directions.

"The Sea King Clan? You dare to covet the treasure in my possession?" Nie Zhaonan sneered as he recognized these people.

"A mere Nascent Soul cultivator, what arrogance! It seems you two won't shed tears until you see the coffin. No need for further words, let's fight!" Another barefoot old man in a black robe shouted impatiently.

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man flicked his sleeve, and a clear sound rang out from his body. Immediately, more than a dozen blood-red flying swords flew out from his body.

He was a Mahayana patriarch, so why bother talking to these two junior cultivators who had reached the Nascent Soul stage? He could easily defeat them on his own.

Seeing this, the other Mahayana practitioners also seemed to have the intention of seizing the credit, and each of them made a hand seal, causing all sorts of treasures to surge out.

But at that moment, the tall, thin old man suddenly spoke up:
"Wait a moment!"

The powerful Mahayana cultivators present all paused, their treasures stopping above their heads, their gazes all fixed on the old man who had spoken.

"Brother Fuhai, why are you stopping us? When treasures are before us, the worst thing to do is hesitate!"

The tall, thin old man ignored the bald man's questioning and instead looked towards the Cloud Palace Sacred Ship.

"I wonder why your appearance looks so familiar, fellow Daoist. You must be Fellow Daoist Nie Zhaonan of the human race," the tall, thin old man said with certainty.

“That’s right, it is indeed me, Nie. I didn’t expect that fellow Daoist of the Sea King Clan would also know my name.” Nie Zhaonan replied casually.

The Mahayana cultivators present all changed their expressions slightly upon hearing this, and cast curious glances at Nie Zhaonan.

The implications were varied; some were surprised, others became increasingly malicious, and still others were overjoyed.

"It's not just Fellow Daoist Fu's name; there are countless people throughout the entire Spirit Realm who know your name. I just wonder who this fairy beside you is?" The tall, thin old man's gaze fell on Yue Li, who was standing next to Nie Zhaonan.

“She is my master, Fairy Yue Li. I wonder why you ask this?” Nie Zhaonan did not hide anything and replied in a calm tone.

A fleeting hint of shyness flashed in Yue Li's clear eyes beside her. Her relationship with Nie Zhaonan was no longer that of a normal master and disciple.

However, with so many outsiders present, she couldn't easily lash out and could only suppress her dissatisfaction for the time being.

"It's nothing, I just didn't know you had such a master, fellow Daoist." The tall, thin old man chuckled, then changed the subject:

"I heard that Fellow Daoist Mingzun met with you not long ago, but I wonder if this is true?"

Only now did he ask the question that was on his mind most.

"Fellow Daoist, do you want to ask what relationship I have with Mingzun or the Helian Merchant Alliance? I can tell you with certainty that we have no relationship." At Nie Zhaonan's level, he naturally disdains to use someone else's name to protect himself.

Upon hearing this, most of the Mahayana cultivators present looked puzzled. They had originally thought that Nie Zhaonan had joined the Helian Merchant Alliance and become one of Mingzun's own, which was why he had preserved the Xuantian Zhanling Sword in his hands. However, Nie Zhaonan's answer was completely different from their guesses.

Just as everyone was looking at each other with different expressions, a thunderclap was heard from the void behind them, and a bolt of lightning appeared and shot towards this place.

"The First Supreme Elder!"

The tall, thin old man's pupils contracted, and he subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. The situation before him had exceeded his expectations, and the First Supreme Elder had arrived just in time.

With a tremor of purple lightning, it arrived not far in front of the Cloud Palace Sacred Ship, revealing an old man with white hair whose face was covered in purple scales.

"Old monster Qiuchi!" Upon seeing this old man, Yue Li's expression changed slightly.

Nie Zhaonan's eyes flickered when he heard this title.

This old monster, Prisoner of the Demon, is not only a renowned and powerful figure in the Spirit Realm, but also has a considerable reputation in the surrounding realms, as he is known as one of the most promising old monsters in the Spirit Realm to ascend to the Immortal Realm.

"A true dragon?" Upon seeing Yue Li, the old monster Qiuchi raised his furrowed brows, revealing a look of surprise.

"A true dragon!" Upon hearing this, all the Mahayana experts present were unsettled.

The power of the True Dragon Clan is known to all realms, no wonder the other party remained so calm from beginning to end.

For a moment, the two sides stood in a stalemate, and no one spoke.

The First Supreme Elder of the Sea King Clan, the Prisoner Old Monster, looked thoughtful for a while, then sighed and said:

"Now that things have come to this, there is absolutely no reason to stop."

"Even though the Sea King Clan is untouchable in the Spirit Realm, my True Dragon Clan is an exception. Old Monster Prisoner, have you considered the consequences of your actions?" Yue Li's gaze turned icy.

"First Supreme Elder! The True Dragon Clan is incomparably powerful, and once even destroyed an entire realm. Our Sea King Clan is simply no match for them. Let's give up." The tall, thin old man trembled, sighed, and advised.

Many of the Sea Kings nodded slightly, agreeing with the tall, thin old man's statement.

The strength of the True Dragon Clan is beyond the reach of the Sea King Clan; even if they were to bring the entire Spirit Realm together, they would still be outmatched.

"The Xuan Tian Spirit-Slaying Sword, the Xuan Tian Frost Flower Fan, and the Cloud Palace Sacred Boat—how can these three Xuan Tian treasures be so easily let go? I am indeed no match for Elder Golden Dragon, but once I obtain the Cloud Palace Sacred Boat, no matter how strong Elder Golden Dragon is, what can he truly do to me? The Cloud Palace Sacred Boat hasn't even unleashed thirty percent of its power in your hands; what a pity. You should give it to me. In my hands, this treasure will surely resound throughout the heavens." The Prisoner Demon Old Monster put his hands behind his back, his gaze fixed on the Cloud Palace Sacred Boat, a calm demeanor tinged with an undisguised fervor.

With his cultivation and insight, he could naturally see the power of the Cloud Palace Sacred Boat. Although this treasure ranked below the first two Xuan Tian treasures, it was actually the most precious of the three Xuan treasures.

Once he refines this treasure, he can go anywhere in the world, including the void. Even if a true immortal descends to earth and cannot defeat him, he can still escape.

With the astonishing speed of the Cloud Palace Sacred Ship, even a True Immortal couldn't catch up.

It is undoubtedly an excellent life-saving item.

"It seems you intend to abandon the entire Sea King Clan?" Nie Zhaonan raised an eyebrow and looked at the Prisoner Monster.

Noticing the uneasy gazes cast upon him by many Mahayana cultivators in his clan, the old monster Prisoner's eyes suddenly sharpened as he looked at Nie Zhaonan:
"Little guy, you're still too green to stir up internal suspicions within my Sea King Clan. I have my own clansmen, but doesn't the True Dragon Clan have its own? If the True Dragon Clan dares to destroy my Sea King Clan, True Dragons below the Mahayana level will never need to leave the True Dragon Realm again."

"Old monster, your threats are useless. The True Dragon Clan will never be threatened, and the Golden Dragon Elder will certainly not." Yue Li's voice gradually turned cold.

"I never intended for you two to perish here. Here's what we'll do: as long as you voluntarily hand over the treasure and swear an oath to the Heavenly Demons not to retaliate against my Sea King Clan, today's events can be considered as if they never happened. My Sea King Clan and the True Dragon Clan will continue to live in harmony, keeping to themselves." The Prisoner Demon Old Monster said without hesitation, as if he had already made this decision long ago.

Nie Zhaonan sneered, amused by the shameless remarks.

"This sea area has been isolated by a great formation, so you have no chance to send out messages. Even if I kill you, the True Dragon Clan will not know that I did it. Compared to those evil cultivators on the Xuan Tian Continent who practice blood-path techniques, I have already been very merciful. I will only take the treasures and not harm your lives." Qiu Chi said with a regretful expression, trying to persuade him earnestly.

"If you're truly not afraid, why bother saying so much here? Just take action." Yue Li glanced indifferently at the old monster, her tone still devoid of any fear.

"Don't let others know, unless you do it in the first place. This is a motto I've always followed. No matter how secretive I am, there's still a possibility of it being leaked. That's why I've said so much to you two, just to resolve this peacefully. But since you two are so ungrateful and ignorant of fate, I have no choice but to take action." As he spoke, the old monster's tone grew increasingly harsh, and he no longer concealed the murderous intent in his words.

"Hand over the Xuanbao!" The old monster roared, looking at Nie Zhaonan and the other two, whose expressions remained unchanged.

“Let’s make our move. We two also want to test just how much the Sea King Clan’s First Supreme Elder, who hasn’t made a move in tens of thousands of years, has grown,” Nie Zhaonan said with a faint smile instead of answering directly.

The strength of the person before me is probably on par with, or even slightly stronger than, that of the Mingzun.

However, both Nie Zhaonan and Yue Li have reached the mid-stage of the Integration Realm, and their cultivation techniques are extraordinary, making them more than two or three times stronger than when they were in the early stages.

"Hmph!" The old monster Prisoner let out an extremely cold snort, and with a spit out a bright blue scroll.

After being slightly rotated in front of him, the scroll slowly unfurled vertically, revealing a painting of the sea.

The shape and even the details of the sea area in this picture are exactly the same as the sea area under our feet.

The old monster, Prisoner of the Demons, silently pointed his finger at the painting before him, and the painting trembled. The sea in the painting, which had seemed lifeless, suddenly came to life and began to churn.

Correspondingly, under the influence of a strange force, the surface seawater of the entire area began to surge wildly in a certain pattern.

"The waves rise!"

The old monster changed his hand seals, pointed at the picture in front of him again, and let out a low shout.

Suddenly, at the edge of the sea in the painting, after a period of distortion and blurring, wisps of light mist appeared and began to drift slowly upwards.

At the same time, a ripple appeared in front of the Prisoner Monster, and clumps of blue mist appeared out of thin air, instantly transforming into towering water columns. More and more of them lined up closely together without any gaps.

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