Chapter 150

“I will enter seclusion for a period of time.”

“Unless there is an urgent matter, do not disturb me.”

Lin Yuan instructed.

This time in seclusion, Lin Yuan mainly prepared for his breakthrough to the Fifth Rank.

“Yes.”

Protector Nuan said earnestly.

She thought Xiahou Yuan had sustained injuries and was now in seclusion to recuperate.

After all, being suppressed in the eighteenth layer of the Great Abyss for twenty-five years, how could he not have paid any price? Lin Yuan, raising a hand to kill the Peak of the Eighth Realm Jiang Jianke, was already incredibly inconceivable—his body must undoubtedly have many hidden issues.

…

He walked into the room.

Lin Yuan sat cross-legged on the bed.

“Fifth Rank…”

Lin Yuan wore a thoughtful expression.

Spending twenty years on the eighteenth layer of the Great Abyss Ground.

Lin Yuan spent most of his time in enlightenment, contemplating the path of the Fifth Rank.

The eighteenth layer of the Great Abyss Ground, with its harsh environment and sparse Heavenly Earth Vital Energy, even if Lin Yuan could break through, he would not choose to do it there.

“There shouldn’t be any problems.”

Half a day later, Lin Yuan exhaled lightly.

“However, this Xiahou Yuan, indeed possesses extraordinary talent…”

Lin Yuan’s thoughts shifted back to himself.

Based on the memories he perused about Xiahou Yuan, this person possessed unimaginable talent in the Demonic Tao.

Not just that, Xiahou Yuan had an almost suppressive power over other demon lords.

“Continue to recover strength.”

“Reach the peak of the Fourth Rank.”

“Then break through to the Fifth Rank.”

Lin Yuan’s thoughts moved, and he proceeded with his cultivation.

Suddenly.

The Heavenly Earth Vital Energy for dozens of miles around, like a funnel, converged towards the mountain village where Lin Yuan resided.

…

The news of Xiahou Yuan emerging from the Great Abyss caused a huge uproar throughout the Five Domains.

This matter couldn’t be concealed, especially since the guardian of the Great Abyss hadn’t died; even if he had, there would still be inspections from time to time.

The righteous forces naturally remembered the fear under Xiahou Yuan’s domination.

The veteran demon lords who had experienced the events twenty or thirty years prior immediately became panic-stricken; they were well aware of how terrible Xiahou Yuan was.

But the demon lords born in the last two or three decades were somewhat dismissive.

Demons, by nature, value freedom and independence; the newer demon lords thought, even if Xiahou Yuan was once an unrivaled demon in the Demonic Tao, he had been suppressed for two or three decades.

How much strength could he have left?

Ten percent? Twenty percent? Or thirty percent?

Some even saw this as an opportunity.

For most demon lords, Xiahou Yuan was like a demon obstacle; if they could kill him at this time, they would completely replace his status from twenty to thirty years ago.

Become the leader of countless demon lords in the Five Domains?

This idea spread rapidly among most demon lords, especially among the newer ones.

Over the past two to three decades, they had heard too many legends about Xiahou Yuan; if they could shatter that legend, then they could become the new legend.

…

Outside the mountain village where Lin Yuan resided.

Unknown when, one figure after another appeared.

These figures had dark and oppressive auras, clearly experienced demon lords.

“There, was that the last known location of Xiahou Yuan?”

A sinister young man with his hands behind his back spoke faintly.

This sinister young man, named Bian Mao, emerged as a prodigious talent in the Demonic Tao almost twenty years ago, possessing Peak Eighth Realm strength and known as the Minor Demon Lord.

The title demon lord is generally used for Ninth Realm demons; that ‘Bian Mao’ could be called a Minor Demon Lord.

Obviously, there was a great possibility that he would step into the Ninth Realm.

By then, the Minor Demon Lord would become a True Demon Monarch.

“Bian Mao, listen well, this hunt for Xiahou Yuan is a significant matter; this is a legendary grand demon from twenty-five years ago, nearly invincible in the world.”

A hoarse voice sounded; a figure emerged from a nearby shadow and spoke.

“If you, Yin Shiliu, dare to, why wouldn’t I, Bian Mao?”

The sinister young man Bian Mao let out a cold chuckle.

Yin Shiliu was also a demon lord whose reputation was not much less than his.

He was best at assassination, even having severely wounded a Ninth Realm powerhouse.

Of course, that act of severely wounding a Ninth Realm powerhouse involved an ambush by Yin Shiliu when the opponent’s mind was distracted, allowing him to strike fiercely.

But regardless, being able to severely wound a Ninth Realm practitioner had indeed proved Yin Shiliu’s strength.

If Yin Shiliu ambushed a certain Eighth Realm practitioner, wouldn’t the latter be doomed?

“Alright.”

“Stop arguing.”

Just then, a crisp female voice came.

It rang like a bell in the breeze.

A young girl in a light green skirt stretched and jumped down from a large rock.

She had been sitting on the rock all this while, watching the movements at the distant mountain village.

“This joint hunt for Xiahou Yuan by the three of us is a significant event; if successful, we could become the next generation leaders of the Demonic Path in the Five Domains….”

The girl’s expression became rarely solemn.

“If we fail…”

She stopped there,

not continuing further.

“Don’t worry.”

“With the strength of the three of us, plus hundreds of subordinates…”

“Xiahou Yuan would definitely die unless he has regained his peak Ninth Realm strength.”

“Even if he has returned to full strength, we could still abandon those subordinates, and the three of us might have a chance to escape.”

Yin Shiliu spoke indifferently.

As his voice fell,

figures stepped out from the shadows in all directions simultaneously.

These figures revealed their auras, all Seventh Realm demon lords; interspersed, they formed a formation capable of killing an Eighth Realm practitioner outright, and even a Ninth Realm practitioner would be immensely troubled.