Chapter 300: World Rift Li Shui Dao Academy Dean

The Li Shui Mountains stretch for hundreds of miles. Since the abandonment of the fortified villages, more and more people have fled into these mountains.

“A demon king!”

“There’s a demon king!” A hideous, green-skinned demon king charged into a valley. This valley, perpetually veiled in mist, had become a sanctuary for thousands of people, an isolated haven. As for the entire Li Shui Mountains… there were likely over a hundred thousand people scattered throughout. However, today a demon king arrived in this valley.

“You humans are quite good at hiding,” the green-skinned demon king sneered. With a wave of its claws, sharp demonic energy sliced through the air, and in an instant, many mortals were cut down, their blood splattering.

“Demon king!” Accompanied by a furious roar, a young man sprinted across the cliff face from a distance.

The demon king looked up, its pupils constricting, then it smiled. “An Indestructible Realm God-demon?”

The young man landed, holding a long spear. A bloody aura emanated from his body as he glared at the hideous demon king.

“Human God-demon, you must feel the gap between us. Not only do you not flee, but you also leap before me?” the green-skinned demon king chuckled. It was merely an ordinary Triple Heaven Demon King, common among the demon race and one of the countless demon kings dispatched into the human world. Yet, it was fully confident in dealing with an ‘Indestructible Realm God-demon’.

“Isn’t that Dean Wen?”

The fleeing mortals in the distance also noticed this scene, each one astonished. Dean Wen had established the Li Shui Academy in the mountains. Many mountain dwellers, unable to send their children to the large cities, had sent them to Dean Wen's academy. The mountain people had always believed ‘Dean Wen’ was a great expert of the Seamless Realm who had comprehended ‘force’. Who would have thought that the terrifying power he displayed now clearly marked him as a God-demon?

“Dean Wen is a God-demon?”

“Dean, kill that demon king!” a child excitedly shouted.

“Run!” Dean Wen roared furiously, feeling anxious. He was well aware of the disparity between himself and the demon king. But if he didn't step forward, how many people in the entire Li Shui Mountains would die?

“Human God-demon, I truly admire your courage. Therefore, I shall devour you piece by piece,” the green-skinned demon king sneered, transforming into a green blur as it pounced.

Dean Wen, holding his long spear, also charged forward.

Underground.

A streak of light flew at super high speed underground. It was Meng Chuan, who had been constantly conducting underground reconnaissance, his ‘Thunder God-eye’ on his forehead always open.

“On the demon side, a large number of demon kings are continuously infiltrating through various world entrances,” Meng Chuan thought to himself. “There are too many small and medium-sized world entrances in the world. With this constant infiltration, our human race simply cannot guard every single one.”

“However, for me, this means more demon kings to detect underground.”

Meng Chuan’s eyes held a cold glint. As if tireless, he continued his long reconnaissance. Every time he found a demon king's lair, he wiped it clean. However, nowadays, not a single ‘Quadruple Heaven Great Demon King’ could be found anywhere in the world. According to the information Yuan Chu Mountain had relayed to Meng Chuan, almost all Quadruple Heaven Great Demon Kings were within the Nine Abysses Demon Saint's small grotto-heaven, rarely emerging. When they did emerge... it was to attack a major city.

“Hm?”

Meng Chuan, flying underground, suddenly sensed a surge of demonic energy erupting on the surface. The rampant demonic energy, even from dozens of miles away, was detectable by Meng Chuan.

“Demonic aura.”

Meng Chuan shot upwards with a whoosh—thump, thump, thump— He burst through thirty miles of subterranean earth and rock layers, emerging instantly. He immediately saw, on a nearby mountain, a blood-soaked man fighting furiously, one-armed, with a long spear against a hideous, green-skinned demon king. The man had lost an arm, had numerous wounds on his body, and two bloody holes in his chest. An ordinary God-demon would have died long ago, but he was still holding on.

“Damn it, damn it!”

The man, holding his spear with one arm, roared in frustration, his eyes filled with unwillingness. He had too many regrets. If he couldn't kill this demon king even with his life, what would happen to the hundred thousand mortals in the Li Shui Mountains behind him? What about the young people he had painstakingly taught at the Li Shui Academy?

“I am willing to use my life to fight for a sliver of hope for the hundred thousand mortals in the Li Shui Mountains! Heavens, open your eyes!” The man fought with all his might, but his injuries were too severe, and the green-skinned demon king was exceedingly cunning, completely unwilling to trade injuries with a human God-demon.

“Hm?” As the man furiously thrust his spear, he suddenly saw the void collapse and distort. A blade light flew from the collapsing void, slicing through the demon king's head. The demon king's head flew into the air, its eyes still wide with disbelief.

“Heaven has opened its eyes,” A smile appeared on the man’s face, and then his body went limp, collapsing completely.

Meng Chuan instantly appeared beside the man. He could see that the man's injuries were exaggeratedly severe. The two holes in his chest had crushed his heart and lungs into pulp; even his heart was pulverized! It was only because this man was a 'Body-Refining God-demon' that his strong life force allowed him to survive this long.

The young man lying there looked at Meng Chuan, smiled, and uttered two words: “Thank you.”

“I should be thanking you,” Meng Chuan replied. His true essence immediately permeated the young man's body, controlling his injuries. “Without you fighting the demon king and causing it to unleash such strong demonic energy, I wouldn’t have sensed it.”

“No need to save me. I am a Body-Refining God-demon; I understand my physical injuries very well,” the young man gently shook his head. “My heart is pulverized, my internal organs severely damaged. There’s no hope.”

“There is hope.”

While controlling the other party’s injuries, Meng Chuan took out a jade bottle from his grotto-heaven dharma bead, extracted a pill from it, and said, “Take this.” His true essence enveloped the pill, guiding the young man to swallow it directly.

As soon as the young man took the pill, his body began to transform. A new heart rapidly grew within the bloody holes in his chest, muscles and skin swiftly regenerated and healed, and even his severed arm grew back. The young man himself watched this scene in astonishment.

“No matter how severe the injury, as long as there’s still a breath left, Yuan Chu Mountain can save them,” Meng Chuan smiled faintly. “You wouldn’t have made it to Yuan Chu Mountain, but I carry some pills with me.” Given his astounding merits, he naturally carried some precious items with him, especially during this era of war… as he might need to save people or God-demons. In just a few breaths, his injuries were mostly healed. The young man immediately stood up and said gratefully, “Wen Fang greets Marquis Dongning.” Meng Chuan's name was now famous throughout the world, so it was not surprising that Wen Fang recognized him.

“Wen Fang?” Meng Chuan smiled. “You’re not a Yuan Chu Mountain disciple?”

“I’m from the Demon Slaying Guild, and I cultivated the ‘Body-Refining lineage’ with their resources,” the young man, Wen Fang, smiled. “I was lucky enough to become a God-demon, and only recently reached the Indestructible Realm God-demon stage.”

Meng Chuan nodded slightly. His father, Meng Dajiang, had also become a God-demon with the help of the Demon Slaying Guild. The Demon Slaying Guild… was a very unique organization, existing solely to combat the Sky Demon Gate and the demon race. With Meng Chuan’s current status, he knew that there were only nine Creation Realm Venerables in the human world in total; eight of them belonged to the three major sects. The leader of the Demon Slaying Guild was the ninth Creation Realm Venerable, a rogue cultivator. In this era of war, the three major sects and the Demon Slaying Guild maintained good relations.

“Knowing you couldn’t defeat the demon king, you should have fled and preserved your useful life,” Meng Chuan said. “Otherwise, dying would be pointless, utterly not worth it.”

“I truly couldn’t bear to see the hundred thousand mortals in the Li Shui Mountains slaughtered, so I had no choice but to stake everything on a desperate fight. I thought that with the unique strength of a Body-Refining God-demon, I might have a chance to take down this demon king. But clearly, I was overestimating myself,” the young man Wen Fang said, smiling at Meng Chuan. “Fortunately, Marquis Dongning, you arrived and saved my life.”