Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

With that in mind.

The elder instantly sped up his ride, heading straight towards the capital city.

Soon after.

At the entrance of the palace where the Treasury of Misfortune is located, within the Demon Suppressing Department of the capital city.

"Your Majesty, without the Emperor's decree, no one may enter! Please don't put me in a difficult position."

In front of the elderly imperial family member.

Lord of Cold Water, in charge of guarding the Demon Suppressing Department, could not help but prostrate, speaking in sincere fear.

Yet amidst his fear.

He could not help but feel a trace of curiosity.

Didn't all these kings go to the forbidden area of the Northern Plains to slay devils? How come only this King of the Imperial Family has returned?

And if he didn't sense wrongly.

There seemed to be a hint of panic in his actions?

Standing opposite to Lord of Cold Water.

Upon hearing this, the elder's mouth uncontrollably twisted.

The Emperor's decree... At this moment, the Emperor is probably already turned to ashes. Where is he going to find that?

However, he didn't want to, nor had the time to explain so much to a mere small cultivator of the Prince Realm.

"Either step aside, or die."

Said the elder in a low voice.

"Please understand, Your Majesty!"

Seemingly perceiving the chilly tone in the elder's words, Lord of Cold Water shivered in his heart, but gritted his teeth and didn't dare to step back.

If he retreated, he would only be inviting death.

But if he yield, once the Emperor returned, death would still await him, along with the extinction of his entire clan.

Between the two, Lord of Cold Water could distinguish which is the lesser of the two evils.

"Hmm, very good!"

With a cold snort, the elder didn't say anything more due to his urgency.

His gaze swept past Lord of Cold Water in front of him and directly looked at the palace gate behind him. Then he took a step forward.

In an instant.

A unique Monarch Level, materialized and terrifyingly dark aura gushed out from the elder's body. An unnamed chilly wind suddenly rose, instantly shrouding the entire capital city.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The city instantly resounded with the sound of dull thuds nearby and far away!

Whether it was mortals without cultivation or cultivators who were noble in their daily lives, they all involuntarily knelt on the ground, their minds trembling uncontrollably under this huge aura.

The power of the Monarch Level was fully displayed at this moment!

However, the elder had no interest in this scene.

Stomp, stomp-

Accompanied by soft footsteps.

He stepped directly over Lord of Cold Water, who was lying on the ground and unable to move, step by step towards the palace in front of him, a trace of eagerness flashing in his eyes.

However, the next moment.

"Oh, well, the ancestors don't go with the Emperor to suppress the forbidden area, but they return secretly and break into the Treasury of Misfortune. What do they want to do?"

A sneer suddenly rang out.

Soon after, the palace door slowly opened, and a Black Robe King with a cold face came out from inside.

"King Li Xing?"

The moment he saw the Black Robe King, a hint of surprise flashed across the elder's face. "Didn't you die back then?"

"Thanks to the Emperor's care, I survived luckily."

The Black Robe King saluted towards the north and said in a no-nonsense manner:

"There is no King Li Xing in the world. I'm just a shadow of His Majesty, currently entrusted to guard the Treasury of Misfortune. Without His Majesty's decree, no one may enter. Ancestors, please step back."

"You're the elder to His Majesty. I don't want to fight you."

"King Li Xing, let me tell you this. The Emperor has fallen—all the kings who went to the Northern Plains have fallen."

The elder sighed, a trace of panic flashing in his eyes.

"Once those two come to a conclusion, we two can't escape death either. While we still have time, let's escape quickly. At worst, we'll equally share whatever treasures are in the Treasury of Misfortune."

At this critical moment.

The elder didn't want to fight with a Monarch Level opponent. After all, he was not those two, without the power to easily kill a Monarch Level entity.

The key point is that he can't give up the Treasury of Misfortune.

Accompanied with the destruction of the three forbidden territories, devils are almost extinct in the outer world. As a cultivator of the devil's path, without the nourishment of devil resources, his cultivation will inevitably regress, even falling from the Monarch Level.

At his current age, once his cultivation fell, death would be his only destiny.

"It's really strange. How did we agree to that person to remove the three devil-banished territories?"

As he pondered, a touch of confusion suddenly arose in the elder's heart.

This act was tantamount to digging their roots for cultivators of the devil's path, what's difference with that?

On the opposite side.

"What! The Emperor has fallen, and many kings have fallen?"

The Black Robe King's pupils trembled, seeming unable to believe what he had heard.

At the same time.

Lord of Cold Water, who was in an embarrassing position on the ground, felt a wave of intense coldness in his heart upon hearing this shocking news.

"They're all dead... Those two existences!"

However, an image of a figure in a yellow robe involuntarily flashed before his eyes.

"Now, King Li Xing. In this situation, the only thing we can do is to escape with the Treasury of Misfortune."

The voice of the elderly man from the Imperial Family rang out again.

However.

After recovering his composure, the Black Robe King's face became cold again, only to hear him say coldly:

"I was commanded by the Emperor to guard the Treasury of Misfortune. Unless there is a decree, no one is allowed to enter, unless... they step over my corpse! Now that the Emperor has fallen, I can't disobey his last order."

In his voice, a hint of death was contained.

"Have you gone mad?. Aren't you afraid of death?" The elder from the Imperial Family was startled for a moment, then asked incredulously.

"I've already died once."

The Black Robe King said calmly.

"Can't you compromise?"

"We should follow the Emperor in death!"

"If that's the case, then you... go and die."

As soon as he finished speaking.

The elder immediately swung his palm fiercely towards the Black Robe King in front of him. On his withered arm, numerous scales suddenly emerged from under his skin, entwining with a profound sense of madness, making people's hearts palpitate.

Boom-

Simultaneously, the Black Robe King also swung out a punch, instantly breaking through the air, fearlessly facing the elder's demonic palm.

Neither of them held anything back, both adopting a desperate demeanor.

The powerful residual force swept towards all directions, instantly engulfing half of the city.

Houses were continuously collapsing, the bluestone slabs on the ground were either shattered or flung into the air, shortly followed by a hard crash back to the ground.

Leaving a pool of crimson traces in the city.

For a while.

Screams and howls filled the air.

No one knew how much time had passed.

The city of Dayin had essentially turned into a ruin. Only the magnificent Demon Suppressing Department still stood tall and unyielding, under the deliberate avoidance of the two.

At some point.

On top of the broken city wall.

"Interesting, I didn't expect to meet again here."

Gazing past the two figures constantly flickering and colliding, a faint smile emerged on Zhang Jing's face.

The next moment.

He was seen taking a step forward, crossing the void and heading straight towards the Demon Suppressing Department.

Without any intention of hiding his tracks.