The First Demon of the Chan Sect-Chapter 65 - 11 The Crazy East King

65: Chapter 11 The Crazy East King

65 -11 The Crazy East King

“Ah!”

The piercing scream tore through the sky.

After a moment, Li Qingming casually beckoned back the verdant giant hand, and his overwhelming aura of murder suddenly retracted.

“East King, crushing you is as easy as crushing a grasshopper!

You defy the respect of a toast only to be forced to drink a penalty, huh!

Truly senseless!”

Di Jun, from beginning to end, never spoke a single word, coldly watching everything unfold, even displaying a look of excitement in his eyes.

In his heart, he wished nothing more than for East King to greatly offend Li Qingming to death!

That way, without moving a finger, East King would meet his tragic fate at the hands of Li Qingming.

“Whoosh!”

Covered in dust, East King flew out of the pit created by the giant hand’s press.

At this moment, where was the demeanor of the Lord of All Immortals?

His hair was disheveled, and his bright yellow robe was now dirt-yellow from the mud; his face was swollen and bruised, looking almost an inch higher than usual.

If not for witnessing with their own eyes, those who knew him might not associate this sorry figure with the graceful and handsome East King.

“No matter who you are, I want you dead!!!”

East King looked at Li Qingming with eyes full of hatred, like a wild beast choosing its prey.

“Boom!”

East King’s body erupted with waning strength, and countless grey-brown gases surged out from nowhere, enveloping his entire body.

These gases were eerily strange, invisible to the naked eye and undetectable even by the Primordial Spirit.

“Bang!”

Occasionally, the sound of air explosions could be heard from within the gases.

“Boom!”

As the grey-brown gases dispersed, the East King, now splendidly transformed, appeared before everyone.

He was taller and more imposing; his upper body was bare, muscles vibrant and shining with an ancient bronze luster, his sinews resembling dragons and snakes traversing his body.

Grey-brown hair and terrifying silver pupils indicated that East King had clearly used some forbidden technique that consumed his life.

Observing his state of Blood Qi, it seemed he might only live another million years before entering old age and fading into the Primordial Land.

Oddly, East King’s current strength had obviously surpassed the Early Quasi-Saint stage, yet he had still not severed any of his Three Corpses.

Could it be he was following the same path as the Pan Gu God?

Truly inconceivable.

“Power, thief hahaha!

Such tremendous power!”

As East King clenched his fists, his blood qi terrifying like an ocean, he suddenly reached out with his right hand toward a Great Demon, pulling the demon towards him.

Simultaneously, with a thunderous step, the Void rumbled with wind and thunder, lightning flashed, complementing his billowing grey hair and radiant ancient bronze skin, making East King seem like a Demon God descended among mortals!

“Crack!”

East King raised his left hand, grabbed the arms of the Great Demon and, with a pop sound, tore him into two.

Blood rained down in the Void, splitting the demon on the spot.

“How dare you!”

Di Jun’s face turned extremely ugly.

After all, that was his subordinate, and watching his underling being brutally torn apart in front of him, powerless to prevent it, how could he suppress the rage burning in his heart?

“Hiss!”

A group of Great Demons and Demon Saints looked on in shocked disbelief at the bloody scene before them.

“East King is tyrannical and unrighteous, allowing his subordinates to wreak havoc on Primordial Creatures!

Today, we shall seek justice for those deceased spirits!

Kill!”

Before Emperor Di Jun could speak, Taiyi, seething with rage, waved his longsword and charged forward with a loud cry.

“Kill!

Kill!

Kill!”

Tens of thousands of Great Demons and Demon Saints at the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm, wielding Magic Treasures or casting Spells and talismanic magic, followed behind Taiyi, attacking the All Immortals of the Gathering Immortals Palace, who outnumbered them by nearly a hundred times.

“Thieves hahaha, listen well everyone!

Kill for me, anyone who dares to flee, I will chase to the ends of the earth and reduce you to ashes!”

East King, his hair in disarray, spoke as he punched and furiously charged towards Li Qingming.

Seeing the transformation of East King and feeling the violent Blood Qi emanating from him, Li Qingming, whose aggressive nature had long been awakened, was naturally thrilled when he saw East King charging towards him.

Li Qingming’s black hair, thick and flowing, draped over his chest and back.

His eyes, deep and emitting strands of cold light.

The Yin Yang Taoist Robe swelled with his Blood Qi, making him resemble a terrifying Demon God standing in the Void, looking down upon all the powerful beings of the Primordial Land!

“Boom!”

Li Qingming punched towards the fist of East King.

The violent air wave dispersed, toppling everyone around them.

“Good!” Li Qingming’s eyes sparkled, his desire to fight growing even stronger.

“Thieves hahaha, good!

You truly have some skills!” After clashing fists, East King suddenly thrust out his right leg, kicking towards Li Qingming’s left ribs.

For others, such an attack would be hard to dodge.

But who is Li Qingming!

With his martial arts training from a previous life, and the hundreds of years spent in the non-human Witch Tribe, Li Qingming had developed unparalleled close-combat abilities and sharp reflexes.

“Whoosh!”

Li Qingming’s upper body strangely leaned to the right while his feet did not stop.

In a blink, he swiftly moved behind East King.

His hand, hot as burning charcoal, firmly stamped onto East King’s back.

“Puff!”

With a soft muffled sound, a charred, half-inch deep palm print appeared where Li Qingming’s hand withdrew.

“Ah!

It hurts me terribly!” East King howled in agony, frantically scratching the palm print on his back.

“Hehe, East King, have you ever had braised pork?” Li Qingming said lightly, retreating a few steps while taunting with a slight chuckle.

“Hmph!” East King glanced at Li Qingming full of resentment.

Summoning the Gathering Immortals Banner, he said, “You like this flag, don’t you?

Today, I will let you fall under this banner!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the plain white Gathering Immortals Banner floated out of East King’s hand.

Spinning, it released nearly ten million thread-like white silks.

Once the threads spilled out, they drifted towards the battling All Immortals of the Gathering Immortals Palace.

“Ah!”

“Ah!”

Something eerie happened.

As each thread penetrated the bodies of All Immortals, that Immortal vanished.

The battlefield that initially held millions of All Immortals from the Gathering Immortals Palace soon dwindled down to just a few million powerful Immortals.

“What happened?” Di Jun, astonished, watched everything and exclaimed, “Has East King gone mad?

Why would he slaughter his own subordinates?”

Li Qingming’s expression grew solemn, “East King, you are truly ruthless!

Slaughtering tens of millions so easily.

Are you not afraid that excessive killing will burden you with Karma, and you will endure the agony of the Karmic Fire all your life?”

“Thieves hahaha, as long as I can achieve Dao, what does it matter if I slaughter the whole Primordial?” The Blood Radiance in East King’s eyes intensified, and a bloodthirsty gleam burst forth:

“To kill one is a sin, to kill ten thousand is a male.

To kill a million, one becomes the king of kings!”