Chapter 483 The Cold Dissipates the Warmth of the Sun, and the Clouds

Even the Demon Monarch who had made up his mind to take Xu Han's life hadn't expected that Xu Han would say such words after searching his stomach for a long time.

The Demon Monarch, who had originally wanted to tease Xu Han, was suddenly enraged by Xu Han's teasing.

"Hmph, looks like you really want to die." The Demon Monarch let out a cold snort. His face was covered in purple lines and his killing intent was cold. The purple ball of light that lingered on his finger suddenly became dazzling. It was about to be urged by him to kill Xu Han.

"Sure enough, I don't believe it." Seeing this scene, Xu Han couldn't help but sigh with a somewhat distressed expression.

But in the next moment, this kind of distress was so easy for his face to dissipate, and then a wisp of ruthlessness and determination appeared on his brows.

His body suddenly arched, and a purple light shone in his eyes.

"Huh?" Seeing this scene, the Demon Monarch who was about to take down Xu Han and the other two's lives frowned slightly. He had clearly placed a restriction on the two of them. With Xu Han and the other two's cultivation bases in the Earthly Immortal Realm, they could not break free from this restriction, but why did Xu Han's body move?

The Demon Lord was shocked, and his gaze suddenly fell on Xu Han's right arm.

At this moment, some terrifying changes were taking place in Xu Han's right arm. The muscles on his right arm wriggled, causing his right arm to become sturdy under such pulling. A scarlet red light also spread out from the tip of his right arm, quickly infecting his entire right arm. Strands of ferocious barbs extended out and covered his right arm.

A similarly shocking pressure spread out from his right arm.

"Fei Lian!" When he sensed this aura, the Demon Monarch named Houqing let out a somewhat disgraceful exclamation. Previously, he had indeed smelled the scent of the demons on Xu Han's body, but after all, he had just awakened from a long period of time. He did not have any combat strength left, and he was unable to know exactly what kind of strength Xu Han was carrying. Only after seeing the changes in his right arm did he realize that Xu Han actually possessed a Demon Lord's right arm!

Subconsciously, he naturally didn't think that Fei Lian had gifted this right arm to Xu Han. He was more willing to believe that these despicable humans had killed that Demon Monarch and forcefully plundered him.

Because of this, his heart was both shocked and angry, and his beautiful face became somewhat ferocious because of this fury.

At this moment, Xu Han's right arm had completely transformed into a demon form. He let out a loud roar and his strange-looking right arm swung straight towards the Demon Lord's face.

This Demon Monarch's fury was not without reason. At least, he was right. Xu Han was indeed playing tricks on him.

This Demon Lord clearly wanted to kill him and Guang Lingui. Not to mention that he couldn't think of any words to convince the other party, even if he was really clever enough to obey the Demon Lord by sticking out a lotus flower, the other party wouldn't let him go. Xu Han was naturally very clear about this point.

Just now, what he was thinking about was indeed not something that could convince the Demon Lord, but a scheme that could help him escape.

This was the only method he could think of.

Although it was extremely dangerous, and although there might not be any chance of survival, Xu Han's temperament was like this, and he never lowered his head to accept his fate.

Therefore, this punch exhausted all the strength in his body, and he practically unleashed all the power in his body without leaving any room for manoeuvre.

After a brief moment of surprise, the Demon Lord regained his senses. How powerful was he? If he hadn't awakened just now, why would he be afraid of the nine Kunlun Tribulations outside the pagoda? But even so, Xu Han's battle prowess, which had activated the fourth Demon Cave, was still worthless in his eyes.

Because of this, he revealed a cold smile and suddenly extended his other hand. He had already thought that he would receive Xu Han's punch and then slowly torture the youth in front of him before the Kunlun Tribulation arrived. This youth should have paid a price for desecrating his existence.

Thinking like this, the cold light in Houqing's eyes became even more intense.

However, just as his hand reached out, a ray of light lit up in Xu Han's eyes.

At that time, he suddenly stopped at the tip of his feet, and his whistling fist turned around. He turned his target and directly smashed towards his feet.

Such a change far exceeded Hou Qing's expectations.

He was stunned, but he saw that the youth had already knelt on one knee, and the fist wrapped in boundless might also directly rumbled on the ground where he was.

Boom!

The fist landed on the ground, creating a rumbling sound in this small space, but nothing strange happened.

"Huh?" Houqing frowned. He was a little confused about what Xu Han was going to do.

At the very least, in his eyes, Xu Han's actions were somewhat annoying.

However, this doubt dissipated after a few breaths.

Kacha.

A crisp sound suddenly sounded in this silent space.

It was an extremely soft voice, but it clearly entered the Demon Monarch's ears. He frowned and subconsciously looked at the sound, only to see a small crack suddenly appear around Xu Han's fist that landed on the ground.

Kacha.

Another crisp sound rang out, and the crack began to spread.

A surprised expression appeared on the Demon Monarch's forehead, and then…

Kacha!

Kacha!

A series of crisp sounds rang out like a series of cannons. The crisp sounds became even more intense. In the end, they almost gathered together and transformed into muffled sounds. The cracks continued to spread in all directions, and they instantly covered the entire space like poisonous snakes.

This Xu Han clearly did not intend to fight him. He had wanted to shatter the Demon Suppressing Tower from the very beginning!

At this moment, Yao Jun finally came to his senses.

His expression instantly turned extremely ugly. At that moment, he extended his hand, wanting to grab the culprit and resolve the grievances of this cup of calculations.

Boom!

However, at this moment, the Demon Suppressing Pagoda, which had been passed down for thousands of years, was no longer able to withstand the force from Xu Han's fist. With a loud boom, the huge pagoda suddenly shattered and collapsed into rubble.

The Demon Suppressing Pagoda was naturally not a traditional pagoda.

It contained several small worlds that were different from this large world. The tremendous power that these worlds unleashed when they shattered caused Xu Han and the others to tremble and fly backwards as if they had been heavily injured.

At that time, the entire Horizontal Imperial City was shocked by the collapse of this ancient pagoda.

The people in the city all turned their heads to look at Long Yin Mountain, which was located on the south side of Heng Imperial City. They saw an ancient pagoda collapse to the ground on the towering mountain peak. They also saw the dome on the ancient pagoda. Dark clouds surged, thunder and lightning roared, like the wrath of a heavenly duke, like a great calamity descending upon the world.

Such a phenomenon inevitably caused fear to arise in the hearts of the people in Heng Imperial City, and this fear quickly spread. Everyone stopped their clerks and looked up at the place, their expressions filled with anxiety.

…

"Cough cough." Xu Han awkwardly climbed up from the ruins of the ancient pagoda after it collapsed. He coughed violently.

Only then did he calm down the chaotic internal breath in his body. Even so, waves of heart-wrenching colic could still be heard from his limbs and bones. That punch had exhausted all of Xu Han's strength in the fourth Demon Cave, and after that, the Qi waves caused by the collapse of the Demon Suppressing Tower also caused serious internal injuries to his body. Fortunately, his physical body had reached the Undying Realm.

The word'imperishable 'was not as simple as it sounded.

In fact, as long as he was unable to kill him with a single strike, even if he was seriously injured, Xu Han could still recover in a short period of time. Of course, this so-called short period of time was only relative. With Xu Han's current injuries, it would still take a lot of time to fully recover.

Even so, a smile couldn't help but appear on Xu Han's face.

He was very lucky that he had successfully shattered the Demon Suppressing Tower. Normally, even if he opened the fourth Demon Cave in his right arm, he would not be able to do so.

Before doing so, he made a small deduction.

From the Demon Lord's previous words, he knew that the Demon Lord seemed to be waking up from the seal on the Demon Suppressing Tower. The nine men surrounding the Demon Suppressing Tower, who possessed immortal-level combat power, seemed to have come to kill the Demon Lord.

However, these men who were called Kunlun Tribulation by the Demon Lord did not enter the tower to kill the Demon Lord. Instead, they surrounded the Demon Suppressing Tower. Xu Han thought that they were not unwilling to enter the tower, but because they were restricted by certain rules that Xu Han could not explain. They could not enter the tower.

And this Demon Monarch, Obviously, he understood this, As a result, the great enemy looked around and even had the leisure to tease Xu Han. However, even though the nine Kunlun Tribulations were powerful, once the strength of the Demon Monarchs recovered, it would be far from something these Kunlun Tribulations could defeat. After all, if the Demon Monarchs were so weak, the Sword Mausoleum would not need to send disciples to reinforce the seal on the Great Abyss Mountain for thousands of years.

Therefore, as long as this Demon Lord stayed in this tower forever, no one could do anything to him.

However, this Demon Lord was already prepared to die, and the Kunlun Tribulation was filled with killing intent, faintly gathering momentum.

There was only one reason for this. The barrier between the two, the Demon Suppressing Pagoda that had existed for thousands of years, was on the verge of collapse because of the awakening of the Demon Lord.

These conclusions were drawn by Xu Han in the short span of a few breaths of time. He didn't have time to verify whether it was true or false, so he could only give it a shot.

He wanted to destroy the Demon Suppressing Tower and let the Demon Lord's enemies take care of the Demon Lord. This was the best method he could think of in such a short period of time.

Therefore, he didn't hesitate at all and decided to give it a shot.

Fortunately, he succeeded.

The tower collapsed.

…

Xu Han took a deep breath as he thought about this.

He began to observe the surroundings. He knew very well that when the Demon Suppressing Tower collapsed, although the power generated by the explosion of those small worlds was enormous, even he was unable to kill them, let alone a Demon Monarch?

Along with the huge wave of air, this empty space caved in along with the tower body of the Demon Suppressing Tower, forming a huge pit.

At this moment, Xu Han was at the center of the collapse. He looked around. The nine Kunlun Tribulations were standing at the edge of the collapse. They raised their heads and stared coldly at a certain place. Xu Han also looked up. There, the white-robed Demon Monarch was standing out of thin air, his gaze viciously sweeping across the place.

Xu Han's gaze collided with the Demon Lord's.

Xu Han instantly felt a surge of undead, but how could the Demon Lord let him go? His robe stirred up and his body was about to turn into a streak of light and rush towards Xu Han. However, at that moment, the nine Kunlun Tribulants who had stood motionless like statues stopped and charged straight at the Demon Lord.

The two sides collided fiercely in mid-air. The men called Kunlun Tribulation didn't have the interest to talk to the Demon Lord at all. They attacked with Ling Lie's killing move. Each punch caused the lightning in the sky to surge, bringing with it a majestic might that covered the heavens and the earth.

Under such an attack, the Demon Lord had no choice but to put aside his desire to kill Xu Han. After glaring at Xu Han with resentment, he used all of his strength to defend against the attacks of his nine Kunlun Tribulations.

Seeing that the two sides were fighting inextricably, Xu Han's heart relaxed a lot. He turned his head and looked around, only to see a figure lying not far away. It was Guang Lingui, who had behaved strangely before.

Xu Han thought for a moment, then quickly walked to where the little monk was. He lifted his body from the ruins and placed it on his shoulder, wanting to leave this place of righteousness.

The reason why he brought this little monk was not because of his sudden great kindness, but because this little monk was hiding something strange. Xu Han was not sure about the outcome of the battle between this Monster Monarch and the Kunlun Tribulation. If this Monster Monarch survived and sought revenge from him, he might be able to learn something from this little monk. At the very least, he would not be unprepared at that time.

"Heavens of thieves, you slaughtered a million of my clansmen and killed 9,000 of my disciples. I have lived for so many years and have endured humiliation, but I don't want to attract such a calamity today. I want to see how you can kill me without that vicious sword today!" Just as Xu Han was about to flee, a furious roar suddenly sounded from midair.

The clothes around the Demon Lord's body shattered. At that time, his slender body suddenly swelled up. The purple lines on his face continued to spread towards his exposed upper body. Soon, they covered his entire body. He let out a painful roar, and a horn actually appeared above his head.

At this moment, it was as if he had changed into a skin pouch.

The muscles in his body bulged high, and his snow-white long hair moved without a breeze. His beautiful face became somewhat ferocious under the influence of those patterns. An incomparably violent aura immediately surged out from his body, engulfing the entire arena. The nine Kunlun Tribulations were pushed back by the aura created by this violent aura.

"The Kunlun Tribulation is nothing more than this!" The Demon Lord let out a cold snort and said.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, the Kunlun Tribulants who had fallen to the ground stood up again and charged towards him without hesitation.

This time, the attacks of the Kunlun Tribulation became even more intense. Every single punch could even pull down the arm-thick thunder and continuously bombard the Houqing's body.

He quickly paid the price for his previous mockery and contempt.

The Kunlun Tribulation was powerful and didn't fear death. He even cut off one of Kunlun Tribulation's right arms with the thought of injuring ten of his fingers. However, Kunlun Tribulation's eyes lit up. The broken arm stretched out and lightning descended from the horizon. The lightning gathered on his broken arm and quickly transformed into a new limb, rushing into battle again.

After all, Houqing had just awakened. His combat strength had never been saved. In addition, these Kunlun Tribulations were practically immortal bodies. Under such an injury-for-injury fighting method, Houqing quickly revealed a state of exhaustion and began to retreat step by step.

Naturally, Xu Han did not dare to continue watching. This kind of battle was far beyond his comprehension.

He took a step forward to support the little monk's body, struggling to climb out of the deep pit. He was already seriously injured, and this place was shrouded in a strange pressure. It was difficult for him to drive his original strength, so he could only crawl with difficulty.

However, after climbing out of the deep pit with great difficulty, he saw that he could escape from the heavens in the next step. However, at this moment, Houqing, who was fighting in the horizon, was accidentally found an opportunity by Kunlun Tribulation. He fiercely slapped out a palm and sent Houqing flying.

As for whether she would die or not, Houqing's body actually landed straight in front of Xu Han.

Xu Han's expression changed as he thought to himself, "It's not good, so I'm going to turn around and run away."

However, before he could take a step forward, a thunderbolt ten feet thick rumbled from the dome and struck straight at the Monster Monarch who was unable to stand up on the ground.

…

At the peak of Long Yin Mountain, lightning shone and the Demon Suppressing Pagoda collapsed.

This could be considered a rare event in the hundreds of years of the Heng Imperial City. Even ordinary people could smell an unusual smell from such an abnormal situation, let alone the Dragon Hidden Temple, which was known as the head of the Great Xia Sect?

Long Yin Mountain was sealed off, and a large number of monks and swordsmen surrounded the mountain gate, not allowing anyone to enter.

A large number of commoners and Jianghu people who heard the news gathered outside the mountain gate, wanting to figure out what had happened.

Outside the crowd, an old man with a wooden chest on his back walked over. His footsteps were slow, but his speed was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, he arrived at the crowd.

The crowd pushed and chaotic into a pot of porridge. However, the old man who walked in walked with light footsteps and was not hindered in the slightest. It was as if every time he stepped out, the crowd would somehow make way for him. The people in the crowd did not know anything about this.

Very quickly, he passed through the dense crowd and arrived at the mountain gate.

He smiled and continued to take steps.

The swordsmen, who were on guard against anyone, turned a blind eye to the old man and allowed him to enter the mountain gate. The crowd saw this and no one noticed the inappropriateness.

They were still clamoring, arguing, and worrying.

The old man, on the other hand, bent his waist and walked on the mountain path.

Under the pressure of the black clouds, the lush vegetation on Dragon Hidden Mountain seemed to have asked about the smell of doomsday. Its branches and leaves were drooping, and it was on the verge of collapse in this storm.

Strangely enough, wherever the old man walked, the branches and leaves of the vegetation straightened up his waist once again.

A catastrophe was approaching. Some were surrendered, while others were fleeing with their heads held high. However, there was always a small group of people. Although their bodies were bent down and their temples were covered with frost and snow, they were still stubbornly climbing with their heads raised.

Just like the vegetation, it was the same as the old man.

…

The mountain road of Long Yin Temple was empty.

In the blink of an eye, the old man arrived at the mountainside, and the pressure that overflowed from the top of the mountain immediately became denser.

The old man raised his head and looked at the dome. The dark clouds that were constantly gathering pressed down on the summit of the mountain, as if they would fall at any moment, destroying everything in this world.

A white mist overflowed from the wooden box behind him, and a figure condensed beside him.

"You don't have to go." The figure frowned and said, "You should understand that they did all this to lure you out…"

"After enduring and surviving for so many years, can you still afford to lose another Demon Monarch?" The old man smiled and asked.

"They don't have fierce swords. They won't be able to kill the Demon Monarch!" The white figure said. For some reason, his tone became a bit louder at that time.

"Demon Monarch dares to make a move. Do you think the vicious sword is still safe in the Mausoleum of the Sword?" The old man asked again.

This question caused the figure to instantly fall into silence. He did not know how to respond.

After a while, he said, "But if you die, what awaits us is the same…"

"If I don't go, they will continue to kill me. You know, they can't hold me anymore." The old man interrupted him and said with a relaxed expression.

The silhouette fell silent once again.

"Is there no better way?"

"Nothing."

"How confident are you?"

"Less than 10%."

"I understand."

After saying that, the figure paused, allowing him to disappear into the wooden box.

The old man looked at his empty body and suddenly remembered many years ago.

He ended his long conversation with the Demon Lord on the Great Abyss Mountain.

"If you carry it on your back, you won't be able to put it down." At that time, the demon lord, who had always viewed humans as enemies, had a complicated expression on his face.

"Yes." The young Taoist nodded, but without any hesitation, he placed the wooden chest aside and carried it on his back.

The Taoist's determination confused the Demon Monarch. He then asked, "You have to carry it for many years until you die, or perhaps you did it."

The Taoist did not respond to the Demon Monarch immediately. He moved the piece of cloth that was holding the wooden box, trying to find a suitable position so that the piece of cloth that could restrain him would not be so diaphragm as to correspond to his shoulder.

He had to admit that the wooden box was much heavier than he had imagined.

"I know." After doing all of this, he replied to the Monster Lord's words again. The answer was still incomparably simple, and his tone was similarly extremely relaxed.

"Why?"

Facing such a question, the Taoist, who was already over a hundred years old, revealed a thoughtful expression like a child.

"I'm the only one in the world who can carry this thing. If I don't carry it, who will carry it?"

The Daoist's answer far exceeded the Monster Monarch's expectations. He was slightly stunned and wanted to ask a question.

However, Taoist's voice sounded at that moment.

…

"Ah Yan said that."

"There is no difference between humans and demons. She likes people in this world, and she also likes demons in this world."

"But I don't think that's what she likes. She likes this world."

"Me too. That's why I want to protect this world that she likes. That's why I deserve her love."

The old man standing on the mountain road repeated what he had said back then, and the corner of his mouth suddenly rose.

A hint of a smile lit up in the howling storm on Dragon Hidden Mountain and in the snow that remained unmelted on Great Abyss Mountain a thousand years ago.

That laugh was like a spring breeze rising from the mountains and forests, sweeping across thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

As a result, the cold dissipated and the sun warmed, and the clouds scattered and the

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