Chapter 1189: Four Kings Of The New Generation
Prince Tyrant and Kun Prince entered Void together. The former crow had a thick set of armor and a crimson cloak, possessing sharp eyes and brows along with a scorching heat.
No one could stare straight at him due to his solar radiance.
“We immemorial demons wish to participate in this feast of geniuses as well. Would that be alright?” Prince Tyrant walked forward, each step destroying an island nearby.
Human geniuses kept their distance, not daring to get close. His aura was more monstrous than White Qilin or Kun Prince.
Once he landed on Jadeblood Mountain, he had destroyed twenty-one islands and melted more than a hundred palaces.
Half of the human geniuses gathered at Jadeblood. Two fourth-level cultivators attacked at the same time - Cui Wenli and Yan Sanxue.
Both had ascended from a lower dimension - strong enough to be competitive with anyone.
Cui Wenli raised a bronze bell with both hands. It became larger and larger, eventually reaching three thousand feet high and issuing a hum.
Yan Sanxue summoned a whip and swung it, causing it to grow longer and look like a golden dragon.
“Is this how you treat a guest? No wonder why humans can’t reach the next level, too closed-minded and petty. One can’t become a true master like this.” The prince caught the whip using his index and middle finger.
“Whoosh!” Yan Sanxue lost his grip and before he could react, the whip had already split him into two halves.
The left and right half fell to the ground, leaving innards and blood as a pile in the center.
The prince then leaped into the air, leaving a fiery trail behind him. He smashed the fourteenth-ranked bell’s spirit and trapped its owner within.
“Save me!!!” Cui Wenli screamed.
The prince then kicked the bell, sending it flying into a floating island.
Someone else came to help and lifted the bell, only to find fleshy bits. Wenli was obliterated from the impact.
Everyone else became intimidated and fled, resembling fleeing mortal civilians rather than genius cultivators.
This was a contest between the young generation and the demons’ plan to stop humans from reaching the immemorial classification.
White Qilin’s two avatars alone were enough to deal with Zhong Shenxiu - a star of a primogenitor grotto.
Kun Prince only needed one slap to kill a fourth-level Buddhist. His demonic aura rendered the monks helpless.
Darkdao Child was being pushed back repeatedly by Prince Tyrant, losing was only a matter of time.
The only one who has yet to take action is Yuan Sansan of the devil ape branch. He didn’t do anything after crushing Nine-flower Mountain and looked around, seemingly looking for someone.
His gaze finally stopped at Crystal Island.
“Bam!” He shot upward like a cannonball before landing on Crystal, causing cracks to appear everywhere.
“Brother, you’re interrupting our meal.” Zhong Yuan was not pleased to see this.
“I’m here to greet Her Excellency.” Yuan Sansan kneeled three times before Xuanyuan Yiyi with sincerity in his eyes.
“You know me?” Yiyi was surprised to see this.
“I respect you alone among the humans, Your Excellency. You are kind-hearted and do not kill, unlike the hypocritical monks and daoists. They spew righteous words while bullying the weak.” Sansan said.
“I don’t believe we have met before.” Yiyi said.
Sansan scratched his head and said: “My name used to be Hou Qilie. You had saved me and showed me that there were still kind people in this world, so I changed my name. I wanted to be Hou Yiyi but I thought again, that might be disrespectful toward you. After several months of no result, I came to an older monkey in my tribe and he told me, Qilie, it’s great progress that you have come to understand the goodness and beauty in this world. Others have to remind themselves and reflect on this three times a day.”
“I thought that the old geezer made sense and thought about your name, Yiyi. The meaning must be to do one good deed each day, so I try to reflect on my shortcomings three times a day to live up to you, so Sansan was chosen.” [1]
“Now that I have a name, I started thinking about my last name. I thought that your last name was the best, so I wanted to be Xuanyuan Yiyi.”
“I wanted to brag to the old geezer but he shook his head and told me how improper this was and told me to use Yuan alone. Benefactor, what do you think about my current name, Yuan Sansan? I do have a backup, Yuan Yaoyao.” [2]
He stared with reverence at Xuanyuan Yiyi, looking like a lost monkey wanting to be enlightened by Bodhisattva Guanyin.
1. San means three, Yi means one ?
2. Yao is another way to say one/youngest/tiny ?