Chapter 269: Son Is a Peerless Talent

"Boom." The Great Demon Monarch Shacong instantly became a blur and rushed out.

The other demon monarchs in the cave abode and nest also showed panic, frantically scattering and fleeing.

"Escape, escape, escape." Great Demon Monarch Shacong was extremely flustered. He knew very well that Godfiends of the Earth Net usually wouldn't dive so deep, especially at a depth of 158 li underground. Even if they had a tracking method and painstakingly dived this deep, they wouldn't dare to directly investigate!

Only those with absolute confidence in being able to deal with a Fourth-Heaven Great Demon Monarch would dare to forcibly investigate.

"I hope these demon monarchs under my command scattering will distract that Godfiend, buying me a sliver more hope for escape." Great Demon Monarch Shacong was frantic and anxious, but just as it started to flee and hadn't even left the cave palace, it saw bolts of lightning appearing out of thin air within the cave palace. Hundreds, even thousands, of lightning bolts filled every corner of the cave palace.

The scattering demon monarchs and the terrified ordinary demons were all swept by the lightning.

Great Demon Monarch Shacong personally witnessed two of its favored female demons being struck by lightning and instantly killed. Lightning raged everywhere, collapsing many parts of the cave abode. Most of the demon monarchs died in an instant, and even some weaker Third-Heaven demon monarchs were directly struck dead.

"What?"

Great Demon Monarch Shacong's demonic power isolated its surroundings, blocking the lightning. However, it frantically realized that among all its subordinates in the entire cave palace, only two 'Third-Heaven demon monarchs' remained alive, both heavily wounded. All the others had been struck dead.

Meng Chuan had been searching 160 li underground for three months without any success, and he had grown accustomed to it.

So when he discovered a demon stronghold, Meng Chuan was extremely excited.

Finally, a breakthrough!

And a big one!

"Effort pays off," Meng Chuan thought, delighted. He immediately activated his Thunder-Magnetic Domain, which unleashed lightning bolts, instantly annihilating a large group of demons and ensuring that no weak demon monarchs could escape.

Meng Chuan then fixed his gaze on the wrinkled Great Demon Monarch Shacong.

"A Fourth-Heaven Great Demon Monarch."

"It's best not to reveal my identity and kill him instantly," Meng Chuan thought to himself. "Otherwise, if he calls for aid from the demon race, he might warn them of an 'Darkstar Realm' threat."

When calling for aid, the level of danger is differentiated.

For humans, they can specify a Fourth-Heaven or Fifth-Heaven level threat.

Demons can also specify the level of threat.

If the underground investigation and extermination were to be reported as an 'Darkstar Realm threat', it would be difficult to impersonate King Baiyu.

"Boom."

Meng Chuan instantly bypassed countless rock obstructions, covering a distance of three li in a flash, catching up to Great Demon Monarch Shacong. Their speeds were truly worlds apart.

"Run, run!" Great Demon Monarch Shacong fled while calling for aid. Instinctively, it chose 'Seamless Realm threat' because, in its subconscious, anyone daring to directly probe a cave without fear of being discovered was most likely a Godfiend King.

"Hmm?" Great Demon Monarch Shacong suddenly sensed danger and spun its head to look behind.

Behind it was a dark expanse of countless rocks, yet Great Demon Monarch Shacong felt the void collapsing and distorting.

A crescent moon appeared in its vision.

It seemed to fly from the other end of the void, incredibly fast. Great Demon Monarch Shacong had no time to react.

"Pfft." The blade light sliced off its head. Despair filled its eyes: "It truly is a Godfiend King."

Such terrifying power could only belong to a Godfiend King.

Then its consciousness dissipated.

With the life force of these Great Demon Monarchs, piercing vital points like the heart was no longer fatal. Only the head remained a critical weakness.

"Whoosh." Meng Chuan appeared nearby, his body enveloped in a layer of light that caused the surrounding tens of yards of void to collapse and distort. He watched as vital energy surged from the Great Demon Monarch Shacong's corpse on the ground, flowing towards his Demon Slaying Blade.

"After cultivating to the Undying Realm, it is indeed different."

"My physical body alone can cause the void to distort and collapse. Using the Heart Intent Blade in a distorted and collapsing void… is even faster. A Fourth-Heaven Great Demon Monarch couldn't even react before being slain." Meng Chuan nodded to himself. The Heart Intent Blade was inherently a fast technique; with his current strength, he could cover a hundred yards in an instant. However, performing it within a distorted and collapsing void intensified the distortion, effectively halving the time to cover the same hundred yards, making his blade technique truly unfathomable.

A Fourth-Heaven Great Demon Monarch's consciousness could perceive it, but its physical body couldn't react in time.

"This must have been a newly ascended Fourth-Heaven Great Demon Monarch," Meng Chuan mused. "Perhaps only peak Fourth-Heaven or Fifth-Heaven Great Demon Monarchs can truly test my current strength."

At this level, the opponent was indeed too weak for Meng Chuan.

"Whoosh."

Great Demon Monarch Shacong's vital energy was absorbed, and its body turned to dust and dissipated, leaving behind only three peculiar bone beads. Weapons, robes, and other artifacts were also present nearby.

Meng Chuan waved his hand to collect them, then returned to Great Demon Monarch Shacong's lair and slew the two heavily wounded Third-Heaven demon monarchs. He then collected all the demon monarch corpses and spoils of war into his Spatial Pearl.

"Satisfying! I've slain one Fourth-Heaven Great Demon Monarch and twenty-seven ordinary demon monarchs." Meng Chuan was quite exhilarated. "I heard that King Baiyu killed five Fourth-Heaven demon monarchs in the first year of the demon race's large-scale invasion. I've only killed one after three months of exploration. That's not many at all."

"Next!"

Meng Chuan continued his underground exploration.

June 28th, Jiangzhou City, Meng Residence, Lake Pavilion.

After that disturbing experience, Meng You and Meng An, the siblings, became even more diligent in their cultivation.

"Swish, swish, swish."

Meng An was practicing spear techniques alone under the shade of a tree.

Meng You, however, was painting in her study. The siblings had different personalities; the older sister was more introverted and quite fond of painting. Her artistic skill was considerable, but still far from Meng Chuan's level, where painting could lead to 'entering the Dao and questioning the heart'. After all, calligraphic and artistic prodigies were rare in human history, and it was even rarer, perhaps once in a millennium, for someone to reach the 'entering the Dao and questioning the heart' stage in their youth.

Meng Chuan, as a child, suffered a major setback and found solace in painting alone. Painting helped alleviate his mental fatigue and expressed his longing for his mother. Only when painting was he truly carefree. Thus, in the art of painting, Meng Chuan advanced by leaps and bounds.

"This world,"

Meng An muttered as he practiced his spear techniques, feeling a suppressed fire in his heart.

Ever since witnessing those events half a month ago, he had felt a deep oppression, but he also knew he couldn't change the world. To change it, he needed to become a Godfiend, an incredibly powerful one.

"Break for me!"

Meng An angrily thrust his spear, as if to blast a gaping hole in the world.

Under the intense emotion, this spear thrust felt even more natural and perfect, as if his True Qi and body were guided invisibly to combine flawlessly, unleashing even more terrifying power. It even drew upon the power of heaven and earth, naturally gathering it within this single thrust.

"Boom."

The spear thrust forth with a fiery gleam, piercing through the thick foliage ahead and pulverizing countless leaves.

Meng An stood stunned, lowering his gaze to the spear in his hand: "Momentum?"

"Is this 'Momentum'?" Meng An was both surprised and delighted.

A figure appeared beside him; it was Liu Qiyue, who looked at her son with joyful surprise.

"Mother, I've comprehended 'Momentum'," Meng An said, looking at his mother.

"Show me again," Liu Qiyue said, equally excited. Comprehending 'Momentum' at thirteen? This was earlier than she and Meng Chuan had anticipated.

That evening, dusk fell.

Meng Chuan soared across the sky, descending onto the Lake Pavilion at the Meng Residence. He walked tiredly into the hall, having continuously used his divine power, Thunder God-eye, all day, which had left him mentally exhausted.

"Father."

Meng You and Meng An both called out, while Liu Qiyue sat nearby, smiling.

Meng Chuan, however, sank tiredly into a chair, managing a faint smile as he glanced at his wife and children. "You're still waiting for dinner, You'er, An'er?"

"An'er has something to tell you," Liu Qiyue said.

"Oh, what is it?" Meng Chuan picked up the tea beside him and took a large gulp.

"Father," Meng An said, looking at his father with some excitement, "I've comprehended 'Momentum'!"

"Pfft."

Meng Chuan spat out a mouthful of tea, splattering it on his son's face.

Meng An blinked, looking at his father.

"You've reached the 'Momentum' realm?" Meng Chuan stared at his son. Was his son a peerless prodigy?