Chapter 5872: Demon Saint Returns

After reading the records about the sixteen imperial clans in the Chaos Realm, Zhang Yifeng captured the only imperial clan that could be related to the Great Emperor Zhenwu.

"The Beiwuao tribe."

This is a true demon clan, and in the entire Chaos Realm, the Beiwu Ao clan can be considered the strongest under the Demon-Slaying Sect.

"Their clan is hiding in Guixu. Where is Guixu?"

Zhang Yifeng murmured. Not far from the courtyard, Qing Yurou raised her eyebrows: "Why are you suddenly interested in the Beiwu Ao tribe?"

When Zhang Yifeng told her about the Zhenwu Black Armor he had exchanged for in the treasure house, Qing Yurou looked at him with a strange expression: "Are you crazy? Were you struck dumb by the divine thunder?"

Listening to Qing Yurou's sarcasm, Zhang Yifeng's mouth twitched: "You are the one who got fooled."

Hearing this, Qing Yurou looked puzzled and said, "You took the Beiwu Ao tribe's treasure and went to ask for the method to control it? If this is not considered as being struck dumb, then what is?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Yifeng froze in place.

Back then in the treasure house, Zhang Yifeng was only focused on listening to Sun Donglai talk about how miraculous the treasure was. He paid more attention to the Nine Realms of Mountains and Seas, and did not care too much about the origin of the Zhenwu Black Armor.

Now that I think about it, if this Zhenwu Black Armor really came from the hands of Zhenwu Emperor, as one of the descendants of Zhenwu Emperor, it would be fine if the Beiwu Ao clan didn't know about it. But if they knew, how could they let such a treasure circulate outside?

Of course we have to take it back.

It can be said that Zhang Yifeng has now got a hot potato. Zhang Yifeng's original plan was to go to the Beiwu Ao tribe and find a way to obtain the method of controlling the Zhenwu Xuanjia, but now it seems that if he wants to master the Zhenwu Xuanjia and its method of controlling it, he may have to destroy the Beiwu Ao tribe.

As the two were talking, Jiu Ling Hua Sheng, who had transformed into Ling Hua Zi, spoke softly, "However, the Bei Wu Ao tribe has been in trouble recently. If you can help the Bei Wu Ao tribe overcome the difficulties, who knows what will happen."

"Now that you mention it, I remember that this trouble has troubled the Beiwu Ao Clan for thousands of years. Before the Chaos Realm was formed, the Beiwu Ao Clan was deeply troubled by it."

Qing Yurou raised her eyebrows and said so.

Zhang Yifeng naturally didn’t know what happened a thousand years ago, let alone the origins of these imperial clans.

"What's the trouble?"

"As early as the time of the myriad worlds, the Beiwu Ao clan was already very famous. Among the many imperial clans, the Beiwu Ao clan had six emperors, which was unparalleled.

But within the Beiwu Ao tribe, something went terribly wrong a thousand years ago. Within just twenty years, six emperors had died, leaving only two old turtles.

In addition, there is a lack of young blood in the new bloodline. Almost all the young and strong have died, leaving only some old people lingering on."

Qing Yurou tilted her head and spoke slowly.

Hearing this, Zhang Yifeng frowned slightly. If Qing Yurou's words were true, then in a few hundred years, the Beiwuao tribe would probably become history.

"After a thousand years, these guys can't find any solution?"

"Guess why the turtle lives so long?"

Zhang Yifeng raised his eyebrows and looked at Qing Yurou, who smiled and said, "He slept for a thousand years. If it weren't for the chaos torrent, these old guys wouldn't even notice anything unusual in the clan."

After she finished speaking, Qing Yurou shook her head again: "Alas, even if they noticed it, those old turtles would not be able to deal with it in time. Only two of the six emperor-level masters are dead now. What else is there to say?"

"So, this imperial family is not far from extinction."

Zhang Yifeng seemed to be thinking: "If I save their people in exchange for the method of controlling the Zhenwu Xuanjia, do you think it is possible?"

"All this is based on your ability and the fact that there is indeed a method to control the Zhenwu Xuanjia in their tribe."

Qing Yurou was not optimistic about Zhang Yifeng's plan. The imperial clan, after all, was a clan of demons or devils who defected to the human race. The thoughts of these guys could not be judged from the perspective of human cultivators.

But after a short moment, Qing Yurou changed her mind: "Go ahead, I support you, but don't go like this, you are too conspicuous now. If you leave the Demon Slaying Sect, I'm afraid countless strong men will come to hunt you down."

"How to say?"

"You are a person of supreme luck. Now that this treasure is in your hands, how can you not know how to control it? This trip to Guixu will definitely be your chance."

Qing Yurou spoke the truth, and Zhang Yifeng nodded with a wry smile: "Okay, okay, it seems that I have to go on this trip."

Just by listening to the strange changes that happened to the Beiwuao tribe, Zhang Yifeng believed that someone had cast a curse, and the curse was naturally cast by the Immortal Emperor, or even a stronger person than the Immortal Emperor.

As long as you get involved in this mess, you can easily imagine the troubles that will come your way.

But the Zhenwu Black Armor is a rare treasure for Zhang Yifeng today.

If you have such a treasure in your hands, wouldn't it be a pity to leave it unused?

As the sun sets, Zhang Yifeng sits cross-legged on the top of the Jiuhua Fairy Peak, with mysterious powers acting upon his body.

Countless pills floated in front of Zhang Yifeng, like a sea of ​​elixirs, and were swallowed into his stomach one by one.

Violent, completely different medicinal powers mixed in Zhang Yifeng's stomach. If it were an ordinary cultivator, even an Immortal Emperor would definitely not be able to withstand this medicinal power.

But Zhang Yifeng was like a bottomless pit, accepting all who came. The pain and torture all over his body was nothing to him. As more and more pills entered the entrance, waves of spiritual energy ripples spread out, with Zhang Yifeng as the center, towards the entire Jiuhua Fairy Peak.

In an instant, torrents of spiritual energy were drawn up by the ripples of spiritual energy and poured into Zhang Yifeng's body.

In just a hundred breaths, the powerful force swept through Zhang Yifeng's whole body, pushing Zhang Yifeng's cultivation towards its peak.

As the last pill entered his stomach, Zhang Yifeng's cultivation realm finally stopped at the Great Perfection of the Immortal Emperor, and he was only one step away from becoming the Immortal Lord.

"We are out of ammunition and food. If we want to become an Immortal Lord, we can only go out for a walk."

Zhang Yifeng let out a breath and calmed down the abnormality at Jiuhua Fairy Peak.

At the side, Qing Yurou raised her eyebrows slightly: "If those so-called geniuses saw your cultivation speed, they would find a branch to hang themselves."

In just half a day, Zhang Yifeng advanced from the late stage of the Immortal Emperor Realm to the Great Perfection of the Immortal Emperor Realm. Even in the universe, this realm alone would require hundreds of years of practice for countless cultivators.

This gap is not a little bit.

"Now that I have reached the Great Perfection of the Immortal Emperor, I am only one step away from becoming an Immortal Venerable. Let's go and gain some experience."

"Go to Guixu?"

"Ah."

Zhang Yifeng's figure flashed and he rushed out of the range of the Demon-Slaying Sect. In an instant, a stream of light wrapped around Zhang Yifeng and he disappeared.

As Zhang Yifeng stepped out from your flowing light, rolling demonic energy rose into the sky.

Kill the Demon Saint and reappear in the Chaos Realm.