Chapter 641 Demon Realm Opens

Chapter 641 Demon Realm Opens　　The pressure was terrifying, and nauseating as if they were being pushed down onto the ground by a massive block of metal.

The saint realm experts quickly broke into a sweat when they felt the aura of the newly arrived young man.

Saint Soul realm. 

They were sure that the young man in front of them had reached the Saint Soul realm at a very young age. The implication of that thought terrified them more than the pressure they felt at the moment.

The young man may kill them right now, and that was in fact scary. But if they really did anger him and he did go to find justice with their clans and sects, that would lead to almost all the sects being destroyed.

In a split second, they all immediately understood. They could not anger this young man at all.

"Let's see," Shen Jing walked around, as the True realm cultivators looked at him in surprise. Even a few of the saint realms that were not from the major clan and sect only felt slight, uncomfortable pressure, nothing scary.

However, seeing the reaction of the other cultivators bigger than them, they understood that they were only feeling slight pressure because he wasn't focused on them.

"Uh-huh! I know. None of you can enter the demon realm aside from the younger brother I came with," he said. 

Alex didn't like the attention of so many people in the crowd, but fortunately, Shen Jing didn't turn to him and thus nobody realized who he was talking about.

"Fellow Daoist, that is unfair," one of the saint realm cultivators forced out a few words.

"Unfair?" Shen Jing gave the most exaggerated chuckle when he heard that. "Unfair you say. Why didn't you say so when the other unfair rule was put forth?" 

"I—" the person didn't know what to say. "I apologize Fellow Daoist. I was only thinking about myself."

"Fellow Daoist, I'm sure we can talk this through," the other saint realm cultivators started speaking.

One after another, suddenly everyone wanted to talk peacefully. Shen Jing snorted at them and lifted the pressure on them.

They all took a collective breath, some taking in more than normal, and immediately thanked Shen Jing for taking mercy on them.

"So, what do you want to talk about?" he asked.

"Fellow Daoist, would you please give us your name?" one of the men asked.

"Shen Jing," Shen Jing replied quickly as if he had been expecting this question.

The man who asked the question quickly turned his head towards a man wearing bluish-gray robes with moving water depicted on them.

The blue-robed man looked towards Shen Jing in confusion as well. "Forgive this junior brother, but I don't recognize you at all, senior brother," the blue-robed man said.

"Oh?" Shen Jing looked curious. "Who are you?" 

"This one's name is Shen Liwei, senior brother Jing," the blue-robed man said.

"Ah, I understand the confusion," Shen Jing said. "I'm not from your clan."

"So, let's get on to the point. Why did you guys want to talk to me?" Shen Jing asked

"Daoist Shen Jing, please do not stop our disciples from entering that secret realm. As you must know, we lost a great number of talented young people 2 years ago, and we desperately need to retrain more disciples to replace the ones we lost," the elders said.

"Yes, fellow Daoist. Even if you do not fear our sects and clans coming after you, please do it for the fear of the empire not growing as fast," another elder said.

Shen Jing made a thinking face again, but before he could say anything, the ground shuddered a bit.

Then, a bright light shined from the monument as the runes flared to life.

Shen Jing smiled when he saw that. The Demon Realm was open. 

The elders started scampering, wondering what to do now. The other rogue cultivators and smaller sect members wanted to enter, but since Shen Jing said he only wanted one person to enter, they had to look at frustration.

Just when they thought the predator had gone down, a different, bigger predator had come to eat their future.

"Daoist Shen, we cannot wait any longer," one of the elders said frantically.

"There are only 10 days available, Fellow Daoist, please do not waste any more time," another elder said.

Shen Jing's smile hadn't left for a single moment.

"Then I will leave you to make a choice," Shen Jing said. "Either 1 person will enter, or all of them will. What do you choose?" 

There was not a single shred of hesitation as everyone immediately chose the 2nd option.

"Good," Shen Jing turned around and walked away. "You may send in your disciples now."

As soon as they got the approval, the elders turned around and made their disciples run toward the monument.

Alex watched as they placed their hands on it and disappeared. 

Shen Jing walked up to Alex and said, "you should go inside as well. You will only have 10 days to stay in there, so it might be better to go around searching for natural and material treasures rather than cultivating somewhere."

"Yes," Alex said. "I will leave right now."

"Wait a moment," Shen Jing said and placed his hand on Alex's shoulders. Alex felt warm energy enter his body and disappear somewhere.

"While most of the kids from the big families who went in there won't die. There is still a chance that you will. I don't have any treasures on me that will bring you out when you are about to die, so the best I can do is give you the protection that will save you one time."

"If you ever don't want it to be used, just think of it not working, and you will take the damage."

"However, the moment you take any damage greater than True Lord realm, this protection I put on you will work."

"When that happens, run away," Shen Jing said.

Alex nodded. "Thank you," he said. While he knew that having a treasure that would directly bring you out of the demon realm in case of a fatal threat was better, he also knew that Shen Jing had nothing on him at the moment.

So, this was, for him, better than nothing.

It wasn't like he was planning to antagonize anyone, so he didn't worry much about facing any real threat in there.

"Go now," Shen Jing said.

Alex nodded and left. The rogue cultivators, now incredibly happy, were turning to Shen Jing to thank him before placing their hands on the monument.

Some disappeared immediately, while some took a while.

Alex placed his hands and waited to be teleported as well, but it didn't happen. Then, he noticed the young man next to him pour Qi into the monument.

Alex followed suit and poured in his Qi as well. As soon as he did, he felt the familiar feeling of teleportation take over him.

Alex gave in to the feeling and watched the silvery-white light envelop him. Then, he disappeared.

When Alex reappeared, he found himself on top of a mountain somewhere.

"Where the hell am I?"