Chapter 1371: Bull Demon King

Chapter 1373: The Bull Demon King

A group of Bull Demon Kings, immensely powerful, with broad shoulders and thick waists, each about ten feet tall, stood together like a cluster of small black mountains.

Ye Fan stared at the leader of the Bull Demon clan. He truly resembled Laozi's mount, burly, full of vigor, and radiating immense power.

But Ye Fan couldn't be certain. The Great Strength Bull Demon clan members all looked similar and were very rugged, with foot-long black fur covering their bodies, making them hard to distinguish. Perhaps only when the Vajra Torque displayed its divine power could its identity be confirmed.

"A stone man, yet he occupies most of the sky. Move aside a bit." The leader of the Great Strength Bull Demon clan spoke, his voice as resonant as a great bell.

Everyone's heart skipped a beat. The Bull Demon clan was indeed as unsubtle as rumored. To openly provoke a Saint Spirit was truly extraordinary courage.

The Stone Man stood on a very small war chariot, alone beneath a stretch of starlit sky. This race was exceptionally powerful, and few dared to provoke them.

"Impossible!"

He was only a little over a meter tall, yet he exuded an aura like a primordial beast. A flash of silver light appeared in his eyes as he glanced indifferently at the old Bull Demon King, remaining completely motionless.

"Several months ago, a Stone Spirit killed dozens of my clan members. Today, I will settle the score with you. They say Saint Spirits possess immortal stone bodies. Today, I will see just how resilient yours is." The Bull Demon leader said.

Upon hearing this, everyone realized there was an old grudge. No wonder they intended to confront a peak Saint Spirit, and now they sought a decisive battle right before the Emperor's Tomb.

"Don't force my hand!" The Stone Man was short, yet he possessed supreme majesty. Two cold divine rays shot from his mystical eyes.

"Moo..." The old Bull Demon was highly irritable. He attacked directly, roaring out a "Savage Bull Wave." Black ripples spread out, the universe tore apart, and stars shattered.

This was a terrifying celestial technique. The divine sound swept forth, almost shattering people's souls. The starry sky trembled violently, and all directions collapsed.

A vertical eye opened on the Stone Man's forehead, shooting out a brilliant silver light. It was a cluster of silver flames that isolated the sky and calmed the black ripples.

The Bull Demon leader's black fur flew wildly, his killing intent surging. He shook his hand and hurled the gleaming Vajra Torque, sending it flying into the depths of the sky.

With a thunderous roar, it was like a vast waterfall descending, or an entire ocean crashing down. The divine sound caused even the human guardians to change color.

The Stone Man's eyes also burst with light. He extended both hands to meet the attack; one hand seemed to grasp a dragon, the other to subdue a tiger. The dragon and tiger merged, creating a mighty tempest of wind and thunder, shaking even the stars to pieces.

Amidst this impact, the gleaming Vajra Torque descended like a vast, white ocean, striking the Saint Spirit and sending him flying, annihilating both the dragon and tiger projections.

Everyone present had a sudden change in expression. The divine power of this artifact was astonishing, far surpassing ordinary Great Saint artifacts. It possessed a tyrannical power that crushed everything in its path.

Fortunately, this clash occurred between the Bull Demon clan and the Saint Spirit, far from the crowd. Otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

The most powerful lineage of Saint Spirits, claimed to have indestructible stone bodies. Yet at this moment, several cracks appeared on his arms, and rare divine blood trickled out, astonishing everyone.

"What kind of artifact is this?" Everyone's heart pounded violently. "Could it kill a peak Saint Spirit? It's actually this powerful and indestructible."

"That old man didn't lie to me," the old Bull Demon King muttered. "He took my clansmen as mounts and helped me forge an artifact that is this powerful. If I had known, I would have had him forge a whole basketful, one for each person. How wonderful that would be!"

Everyone almost spat blood; none of them could believe their ears. "How greedy must one be!" But the Bull Demon leader's words carried a hidden meaning. "Which old man helped him forge it?"

Ye Fan's heart jolted. This wasn't Laozi's mount, but they most likely had interactions. To help him forge an artifact that was this world-shaking. Of course, it was also related to its materials. This Vajra Torque was forged by concentrating countless essences from the clan's treasury; naturally, its divine power was astonishing.

Ye Fan looked for the Dragon Horse and quickly found it. He quickly transmitted a message. The Dragon Horse was a hundred and twenty times unwilling, but it still bit the bullet and whispered to Daoist Hundred Tribulations.

This notorious old Daoist, capable of doing anything wicked, nodded upon hearing this and spoke to the old Bull Demon leader, saying, "Brother Niu, what's that old man's name? Can he forge one for my grand-nephew too?"

Everyone grumbled inwardly, rolling their eyes. "This old donkey is too greedy, he can even ask for that!" However, no one dared to say anything. This individual had no bottom line, enjoyed bullying the weak, felt no guilt whatsoever, and loved doing such things.

"That old scoundrel was very unkind; he took an immoral name, called himself 'Laozi'," the Bull Demon leader said. "After forging the Vajra Torque, I immediately closed the door and sent him away." Clearly, he was very familiar with Daoist Hundred Tribulations, otherwise he wouldn't speak this way.

"How many years ago was that?" Daoist Hundred Tribulations asked.

"It doesn't feel like that long ago," the old Bull Demon answered casually.

"No, Ancestor, you've been in seclusion and just came out," a bovine clansman quietly reminded him. "Eight hundred years have already passed quickly."

"Oh, I'm muddled, so much time has passed already." The old Bull Demon slapped his forehead, his foot-long fur all over his body trembled.

In the distance, Ye Fan pondered. "Laozi was still in the world eight hundred years ago, having walked the ancient path. Where is he now, and what is he searching for? His whereabouts are too mysterious."

The conversation between the two Great Saints indirectly left the Stone Man hanging there, causing all the powerful figures to sigh inwardly. "They are truly individuals of extreme power; only they would dare to act this way."

Daoist Hundred Tribulations comforted the Dragon Horse, saying, "Grand-nephew, don't dwell on it. I estimate the old bull won't give it to you. That old geezer called 'Laozi'—just hearing his name tells you he's not good news. Don't count on it."

The Dragon Horse became annoyed. Being called "grand-nephew" repeatedly really suffocated him. A naturally unruly character, he really wanted to kick him with a hoof.

Divine blood surged through the Stone Man's body. His arms made a crisp "crack" sound, radiating immortal brilliance, and were fully repaired. Then, step by step, he advanced, confronting the old Bull Demon.

"Stone, come meet your doom!" The old Bull Demon roared, and the Vajra Torque flew out again. It was a vast silver-white ocean. Though clearly a small divine torque, when it flew, the universe seemed unable to contain it.

RUMBLE! Heaven and earth shattered, ghosts cried and gods howled. The battlefield was pulverized. The Vajra Torque transformed the area into a sea of chaos.

"Ah..." The Saint Spirit roared loudly, a divine sound piercing his mind.

With a CLANG! A brilliant green glow tore through the chaotic mist, rushing into the void. Specks of tear-like marks and scorching radiance interwoven together, emitting an immense power.

Utterly divine and sacred, an artifact emerged!

In the Saint Spirit's hand, a Heaven-Measuring Ruler appeared. It radiated dazzling immortal light and green glow in all directions. Covered in speckles resembling tears, it was actually forged from Immortal Tear Green Gold.

"It's actually a supreme divine treasure!"

People exclaimed in surprise. The ruler was exquisitely small, but in the Saint Spirit's hand, it exuded monstrous divine power. The vast chaos dispersed and exploded.

"If this divine artifact had not emerged, the Saint Spirit might have been in danger. The Bull Demon clan's artifact is too astounding, so incredibly powerful."

At this moment, everyone's gaze was fixed on the Stone Man's artifact. Its green light was vivid, incredibly beautiful and dazzling, but it also possessed a tragic beauty.

This divine gold was rumored to have formed from the tears of immortals. Most who possessed it would meet a mournful end.

Even the Western Empress, one of the most astonishing and powerful women in history, her entire life was accompanied by sorrow, and few knew the outcome of her later years.

Among various divine metals, this immortal material was the most mysterious. Many didn't believe it, thinking it was a coincidence and that Immortal Tear Green Gold itself wasn't ominous.

CLANG!

The Heaven-Measuring Ruler flew up, clashing head-on with the Vajra Torque. Green and silver lights intertwined, tearing the sky into disarray, causing the starry sky to tremble violently.

"This Saint Spirit is extraordinary," a human guardian spoke. "The Heaven-Measuring Ruler is a divine object born with him, nurtured by his divine blood. Even if he emerged prematurely, there's still a possibility he could achieve perfection in the future."

Saint Spirits received divine protection, granting them many extraordinary aspects. Some Stone Men naturally nurtured divine objects within their bodies; concealed within their stone fetuses, these evolved into their Dao weapons, emerging together with them.

But this was a rare celestial fortune, possessed by only a very few of the most formidable Saint Spirits throughout history.

The Main God holding the cauldron had shimmering eyes. The bronze coffin from the Underworld also quivered slightly. Both of these great masters were moved. They seemed to intend to act, but restrained themselves.

Such a Saint Spirit, such an artifact, where the stone fetus and the weapon were integrated! If they remained inseparable, they could continuously nourish and evolve. Their future would be quite terrifying!

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!...

The Heaven-Measuring Ruler and the Vajra Torque clashed. Various Dao patterns flowed, incomparably brilliant, tearing through the star domain. The violent tremors were intense.

"Everyone, why have we come here?" a human guardian spoke. "Let's not miss the opportunity to enter the secret realm due to personal grudges."

The Great Saints nodded. Relatively speaking, everything else could be set aside; the Emperor's corpse was most important. At their level, it was difficult to make further breakthroughs. Perhaps seeing the true form of an ancient Great Emperor, and witnessing those supreme, majestic Dao traces, would allow them to advance further.

Even if a Great Emperor died, if they didn't wish to dissolve into the Dao, they would be difficult to decay even after ten thousand ages. Nothing could destroy them, until this world itself ceased to exist.

Several human guardians acted first, jointly activating their magical power. They redirected the Heaven-Measuring Ruler and the Vajra Torque in the sky, sending them towards the Yellow Springs and piercing through the void.

OOM!

Terrifying divine light radiated, tearing open that area. The original barrier was already unstable. With a single strike from these two extraordinary Great Saint artifacts, it instantly cracked open.

At the same time, the Main God from the Divine Organization summoned his sacrificial cauldron. The three-legged, two-handled round cauldron radiated immense divine power. Various carvings on it lit up, and it flew towards the secret realm's opening.

The people from the Underworld were not far behind. A bronze coffin lid flew up, covered in Dao patterns, with all its green rust glowing. It charged into the main entrance of the Emperor's Tomb, as if fearlessly filling an ocean abyss.

BOOM!

The Yellow Springs, spanning across the starry sky, roared. It surged like a bursting dam. The aura of the netherworld instantly intensified tenfold, making even the Great Saints tremble with fear.

The Saint Spirit, the Bull Demon King, the human guardians, and other Great Saints acted in unison. Temporarily setting aside other matters, they bombarded the main entrance of the Emperor's Tomb.

A chaotic light flew out. Five colors mingled, and ten hues shot out simultaneously, shimmering like countless jade carvings. The void broke open, revealing a pair of stone gates tens of thousands of feet tall, standing wide open.

"It's open! Under the combined efforts of several Great Saints, no accidents occurred, and the secret realm was opened so quickly!" People were somewhat disbelieving, not expecting things to proceed so smoothly. The Yellow Springs indeed flowed out from within the enormous stone gates.

Mist flowed, and inside, it seemed like a divine realm. Faintly, a corner was revealed: Azure Dragons roared, fiery Vermilion Birds flew into the sky, and ancient trees formed dense forests.