Chaos Spirit Field

Qian Gui struggled to get up from the ground. He looked at Zhao Shanhe's back as he walked away, knowing that the other party intended to let Ouyang Shaogong and others go, but what could he do? What could he dare to say?

After listening to Qian Gui's narration, Qian Dafu frowned and asked, "Qian Gui, Zhao Shanhe blew up the Demon Lord with one punch. Did you see it with your own eyes?"

"In reply to Master, not only did this old servant witness it with my own eyes, but Qian Liu, Qian Qi, and the people from the East Continent Alliance also saw it clearly. At that moment, the Demon Lord suddenly grew several feet taller and struck Zhao Shanhe with a palm, leaving a large hole in his clothing. Zhao Shanhe became enraged and immediately punched the Demon Lord, sending him shattering into pieces."

Qian Dafu asked, "His body suddenly grew several feet taller. That was the Demon Lord's ultimate move, the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique. Did he hurt Zhao Shanhe?"

"My Lord, Zhao Shanhe is completely unharmed, only his clothes were damaged. On the other hand, the Demon Lord has both arms crippled. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would be unbelievable!"

"Okay, you can leave first! Let's end the matter of Ouyang Shaogong here." Qian Dafu waved his hand, signaling Qian Gui to leave.

"Master, are you just going to let Ouyang Shaogong go like this?"

Qian Dafu said unhappily, "Ouyang Shaogong has already fled to the demon world. If you have the ability, bring him back."

"Old slave, please retire."

After arriving in the demonic realm, Ouyang Shaogong wept bitterly while cradling his mother's body. Tears welled up in his eyes like a broken dam. Men don't cry easily, but only when they're heartbroken. His mother was the only person in the world who had truly treated him well, and now she was dead. Why should he be held responsible for the sins committed by Emperor Xin? Heartbroken, he felt as if he had lost the entire world, his heart filled with endless sorrow and despair.

At this moment, a deep and majestic voice came: "Ouyang Shaogong, your mother's three souls and seven spirits have not dispersed. She can still be saved."

Ouyang Shaogong suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of the voice. The black-robed man who had saved him had returned. He seemed to have grasped a lifeline and asked anxiously, "Master Demon Lord, I am willing to do anything for you as long as you can save my mother."

The Demon Lord said slowly: "As long as your mother is transformed into a demon, she can be reborn."

Ouyang Shaogong's spark of hope dimmed instantly after hearing this. He smiled bitterly and muttered to himself, "Forget it..."

Seeing this, the Demon Lord frowned in dissatisfaction and said sternly, "What's wrong with being a demon? Why are you so stubborn? Have you forgotten how your mother died tragically?"

Ouyang Shaogong lowered his head weakly, his voice full of regret and self-blame: "It was me who really harmed my mother like this... I hope she can be born into a good family in her next life. I will avenge her. What is your purpose in saving me?" After saying that, he destroyed his mother's body with his own hands.

The Demon Lord sighed helplessly and said, "Back then, when I fell into the Land of Absolute Souls, the Yin clan rescued me. I owe them this. I could have helped you avenge your death, but unfortunately, Zhao Shanhe stopped me."

Ouyang Shaogong asked with a puzzled look on his face, "Master Demon Lord, Zhao Shanhe also went there, and you couldn't defeat him."

The Demon Lord said angrily, "Zhao Shanhe is indeed powerful. I am ashamed to say he is inferior to him. He has also been to the Land of Absolute Spirits. Who among you knows how many dragon scale fruits he has eaten? His strength is terrifying."

Yin Jie replied, "Master Demon, since you left the Absolute Spirit Land, resources there have become scarce. The Yin family relies on dragon scale fruit as food to maintain the survival of the clan. Zhao Shanhe only stayed in the Absolute Spirit Land for a few months. My grandfather did give him some dragon scale fruit, and he gave it to me to satisfy his hunger. He should not have eaten dragon scale fruit."

The Demon Lord confirmed this with other Yin people, and they came to the same conclusion. He said, "Miss Yin, do you still remember the exact location of the Absolute Spirit Land? I can send some of my men to assist you. Be sure to bring back those dragon scale fruit trees."

Ouyang Shaogong suddenly interrupted, "Master Demon, given Zhao Shanhe's personality, he'll definitely plunder every place he passes by. How could he possibly leave the Dragon Scale Fruit Tree behind? Even if we go looking for it, it would probably be a waste of effort."

Hearing this, the Demon Lord pondered for a moment and then said, "I was seriously injured this time and need to go into seclusion to recuperate. The revenge of the immortal world will come soon. The safety of the demon world is in your hands." After that, his figure gradually disappeared from everyone's sight.

Ouyang Shaogong knew that the Demon Lord had a conspiracy, but he was now desperate and had no choice but to be a manipulated chess piece.

In a dim and mysterious chamber, the Demon King was worshipping devoutly before an ancient portrait. Suddenly, the portrait uttered a voice: "Raksha Hong, what is the purpose of your visit to the deity?"

Luosha Hong hurriedly lowered his head and replied, "Your Majesty, Ouyang Shaogong has been poisoned, and everything is going according to plan. However, I have recently encountered a difficult individual. This person is called Zhao Shanhe, and his strength is unfathomable. I suspect he is a celestial being who has descended to earth. He is a huge hidden danger. I beg your Majesty to help me eliminate him."

The person in the portrait was silent for a moment before responding, "I already know about this."

If Ouyang Shaogong were here at this moment, he would recognize at a glance that the person in the portrait was the famous Grand Tutor of the Shang Dynasty - Wen Zhong, who was also the old man who gave him the "True Scripture of the Great Emperor".

Wen Zhong, sitting in the residence of Jiutian Yingyuan Leishen Puhua Tianzun, fell into deep thought. He knew Zhao Shanhe's background very well. He was a key chess piece carefully arranged by the ancestor, not a so-called celestial being or a reincarnation of a powerful person.

In reality, Zhao Shanhe was just an ordinary mortal from a different civilization. Otherwise, how could he be so bold as to blaspheme the Moon Goddess and the Queen of Heaven?

If what Luosha Hong said was true, then Zhao Shanhe was undoubtedly a huge hidden danger. Fortunately, he had already played his role and even played it beyond his normal capacity, even making the Queen of Heaven pregnant. It was really hard for him to survive.

As time passed, and the departure of Yang Hui and Tan Tai Ming Yue drew near, Zhao Shanhe's sense of crisis grew like a tide. He knew that sitting back and waiting was not a good idea; action was necessary. He not only worked hard to improve himself, but also spared no expense to strengthen his family, ensuring that if he were no longer around, they would still be able to protect themselves.