Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

Qu Junhou's face was solemn.

But if someone were to carefully observe his eyes, they would undoubtedly detect an irrepressible excitement.

Unfortunately.

At this moment, on the battlefield, no one could witness this scene.

After exterminating dozens of devils with a single palm strike.

Qu Junhou swiftly swung a fist, directly and forcefully intercepting a thick tree root that was on the brink of shattering the void. His body could not help but stagger a bit.

Boom——

In an instant, accompanied by a massive sound, the shock wave from the collision, carrying an overwhelming force, savagely swept in all directions.

The myriad devils surrounding him were instantly crushed.

In his free time.

Qu Junhou looked back.

Bodies that were on the verge of collapsing due to the onslaught of countless devils and widespread tree roots attacks swiftly came into his view.

He couldn't help but furrow his brows before gently addressing them:

"Everyone, hold on a little longer. The power of the Life Demon is rapidly waning. The era of devils wreaking havoc in Human World is about to be ended by you all. The collective will of the Human Race will not let you down; all of you will have the chance to break through to the realm surpassing Monarch Level."

His voice was not loud.

But it echoed loudly in everyone's ears.

Suddenly.

All activities ceased, and everyone's gaze heatedly turned towards Qu Junhou, who proudly stood at the forefront.

In their sight.

The immense aura emanating from him reached directly to the sky, corresponding distantly with the manifested collective will of the human race above. A substantial black mist poured down from the sky, continuously being absorbed into his body.

Behind him, there was faintly the formation of a grand and majestic throne!

"At every change of the world, certainly, a child of destiny will descend, sweep through the universe, and clean up heaven and earth."

"It seems that this time, the child of destiny of our human race has been born. Having him as our lord, I will certainly have a place in the new era."

For a moment, everyone had the same thought.

After all, along this journey.

In just a few short days.

The strength of the young king from the Northern Plains, standing in front of them, had amazingly increased several times over, giving them a sense that he was about to transcend the Monarch Level.

How incredible this was!

Given the terrifying spectacle unfolding before them, other than attributing it to a child of destiny, they could not think of any other explanations.

It was the existence which could connect directly with the collective will of the human race!

Instantly, they felt as if blessings filled their hearts.

All of them cried out in unison: "We will comply with our lord's command!"

But at that moment.

"Lord Zhu Ming, please don't forget that Emperor is in the capital, waiting for our victorious return!"

An untimely voice suddenly rang out.

The speaker was Princess Dayin, also known as Yin Ying'er, and she was the current monarch's sister.

As soon as she finished speaking.

She felt numerous malicious glances instantly land on her.

Yin Ying'er barely restrained the panic in her heart.

She first ruthlessly glared at Qu Junhou, and then looked helplessly towards the members of the Imperial Family, especially their patriarch.

"Patriarch, defend us. This man's wolf ambition is obvious, how can you just stand by and do nothing as members of the imperial family?"

"Where does this leave the Emperor!"

Silence!

What replied to her was endless silence.

Looking at Yin Ying'er, the old man she called 'Patriarch' couldn't help but sigh.

"Ying'er, you must have noticed it on our way here. The chosen one has received divine favor; he is correctly destined to rule! The era is changing, and fate is irreversible. The only thing that the Yin Clan can do now is support the chosen one as much as possible."

"We are already decrepit, with not much life left, we can't afford to take risks anymore."

The tone in which the man finished seemed a bit strange.

It seemed to be full of a certain kind of desire.

"The Patriarch is confused. How can the land that our Yin Clan's ancestors won with blood and sweat be given away so nonchalantly!"

Yin Ying'er looked at him in disbelief.

She couldn't believe that these words were really coming out of her Patriarch's mouth.

But the next moment.

A barely noticeable sound of tearing leather could be heard.

Immediately afterward, a blood-stained hand covered in golden scales was seen piercing through Yin Ying'er's chest, gripping a heart that was still thumping rapidly.

The hand slowly drew back, carrying the heart with it.

"Ah!"

Yin Ying'er let out a painful howl, while turning her head back, her eyes overflowing with despair.

"Uncle Emperor You——"

Before she could finish.

A large mouth filled with sharp teeth suddenly filled her vision.

The continuous sound of crisp chewing mixes with miserable screams, abruptly intertwining.

As time passed.

The screams gradually disappeared, leaving behind only the sound of voracious eating on the battlefield.

"We failed to discipline her properly, which made our lord unhappy."

The elder at the forefront immediately bowed respectfully, his forehead already brimming with cold sweat.

At some distance.

Watching this scene.

Qu Junhou's gaze remained tranquil as a pool, showing no undercurrent of emotions whatsoever.

He gently nodded, skillfully dodging each attack from the God of Longevity's corpse that had transformed into a tree.

Afterwards.

His gaze passed over the elder, slowly landing on a yellow figure that was rushing over from the distance. An indescribable, peculiar smile emerged on his face.

"Senior Brother, you arrived at the perfect time! This peach tree is the transformation of the divine corpse and the origin of all devils. With your help and the collective will of the Human Clan of Nether Night Realm, we can completely annihilate it, and the remaining divine remnants will all belong to you. How does that sound?"