Published: March 9, 2025
Adding to the fact that this matter is related to his senior brother, Chu Yang, during this period, Tan the Great Demon King, who has reached the ninth rank supreme pinnacle, set out.
While on the way, Tan Tan suddenly narrowed his eyes and said, “Stop! Something doesn’t seem right…”
Gu Yigu immediately halted and asked, “What’s wrong…”
Before he could finish his sentence, a look of extreme terror suddenly appeared on his face as he stared at a black mist that had suddenly appeared in front of them, murmuring, “What pure Demonic Energy… Who is this? Could it be…”
Gu Yigu’s heart raced: could it be that they had just arrived in Central Capital and encountered the main character already?
Was their luck really that bad?
“Jie Jie… Such a delicious treat! It actually came to me!” A strange laugh emerged from the black mist, followed by a gluttonous voice saying, “Not bad, not bad. My luck is indeed excellent; I actually encountered a legendary supreme demon body in this place of trash! If I can devour this guy, my cultivation level will absolutely recover to its peak in an instant, and I might even make great progress. It's like pie falling from the sky…”
As soon as this voice emerged, an unprecedentedly eerie and terrifying pressure emanated from it, instantly enveloping the surroundings.
Tan Tan and Gu Yigu exchanged glances, both feeling the overwhelming power of this individual, truly beyond their imagination.
It was truly unexpected to find such a powerful being in the Nine Heavens! Even the otherworldly demons would marvel at such strength; this recognition was purely based on their cultivation level, unrelated to race!
Tan Tan stepped forward, his brows tightly furrowed, and placed his hands on his hips, saying, “Where did this evil demon and heterodox path come from, daring to play tricks in front of this Great Demon King? Hurry up and reveal yourself to pay respects to this Great Demon King!”
Tan Tan, who usually regarded himself as the Great Demon King, saw a real demon today and raised his status from “Great” to “Giant”!
Upon hearing this, the heavenly demon let out a strange laugh, and the black mist churned, revealing a man in black who appeared before Tan Tan, squinting his eyes and licking his lips, asking, “Kid, what’s your background? How dare you call yourself the Great Demon King?!”
Tan Tan grinned and replied, “Son, I’m your father!”
The heavenly demon instantly flew into a rage, shouting furiously, “You’re talking nonsense! Although your demon body might be a fit for my father, I’m certainly not your son! There’s a confusion of demon lineage here…”
Tan Tan retorted angrily, “Do you think it’s appropriate just because you say so!? Are you insulting me? Do you think I would want to be your father!”
The heavenly demon was stunned and then erupted with rage, “What did you say? Clearly, you are the one insulting me! You…”
“Foolish thing!” Tan the Great Demon King was even more furious, “Hmph! What dream are you having? With your crooked and ugly demeanor, you dare to dream of being the son of this elegant and handsome lord! You’re insulting me!”
The six elders of the Three Star Holy Clan stared wide-eyed, their mouths agape.
What is this about?
These two guys seemed incredibly powerful; yet the argument they were having was so absurd it was laughable.
Tan Tan had already exploded: “Gu Yigu! Now beat this guy! Get him out of my sight!”
Gu Yigu sighed inwardly, damn it, my lifetime of fame has been completely tarnished under Lord Wang’s name, what’s one more humiliation today?
Moving slowly, the heavenly demon was momentarily taken aback and started to laugh, visibly amused: “You, this extraordinarily ugly short and fat guy, are actually named Gu Yigu? How did you get that name? Show me how you ‘Gu’!”
Gu Yigu was most annoyed by people mocking his name. Tan Tan’s mockery was unavoidable, but now this half-human, half-ghost had joined in, calling him an extraordinarily ugly short and fat guy, which made him furious. He leaped up and unleashed his signature move, the raining pear blossom palm, sending seven hundred blows like a storm, “What I’m called has nothing to do with you! Whether I’m short or fat has nothing to do with you; you’re nothing!”