Does anyone actually Believes That My Master Is A Mortal?

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Tianjian Continent, within the Palace of Ten Thousand Demons.

At this moment, the atmosphere inside the palace was exceptionally tense.

The Demon Master was in a standoff with Ji Meng.

Neither of them revealed any anomalies on the surface, but the intangible contest of auras was indeed taking place.

"Ji Meng, you've gone too far."

The Demon Master's face was unusually somber, and a faint outline of a book emerged in the palm of his hand.

He really wanted to make a move, to obliterate Ji Meng.

But the last vestiges of rationality were holding him back.

"Too far? How have I gone too far? I merely sent a few of the Dragon Clan to deeper waters, how is that excessive? The deeper waters can attract more power from the New Heavenly Dao. I am doing this for the resurrection of Your Majesty, for the resurrection of the powerhouses from the old era. Is this not permissible?"

With a cold laugh, Ji Meng spoke out.

"Do you not know that the Dragon Clan has already pledged allegiance to me? By doing this, aren't you slapping me in the face?"

Anger intensified on the Demon Master's face as he mentioned this.

In his plans, he needed the Dragon Clan to suppress the various tribes of the Demon Race.

Now that the thirteen Old Ancestors of the Dragon Clan had been dispatched to the depths of the sea, facing life or death, the current Dragon Clan was essentially disabled without the Old Ancestors. What use did he have for the Dragon Clan now?

Ji Meng had almost completely destroyed his plans, how could he possibly tolerate this?

"Demon Master, stop talking about slapping faces. Don't think I don't know what you're plotting. How did His Majesty treat you in the past, and how did you repay Him? People like you are the least trustworthy. I've known about your little schemes all along. Just because I haven't exposed you doesn't mean you can continue with your petty actions."

Ji Meng said icily.

After finishing,

he reached out his hand to beckon.

A trident appeared, held in his grasp.

His aura was fully unleashed.

Instantly, the entire Palace of Ten Thousand Demons shook violently.

"You really think I'm afraid of you?"

The Demon Master could no longer hold back.

Behind him, a huge Kunpeng phantom emerged.

Above the Demon Master's head, the phantom of a book and a scroll appeared.

He, too, was at full aura.

The auras of the Demon Master and Ji Meng clashed with each other.

The tremors of the Palace of Ten Thousand Demons grew even more severe.

If the palace itself hadn't been an artifact,

it would have likely shattered by now.

Just as the two were about to come to blows,

suddenly, multiple auras came through.

The Demon Master and Ji Meng were abruptly startled.

Both dissipated their auras at the same time.

"Is this… Shang Yang and the others have resurrected? A total of seven, all of Demon Saint level!"

Ji Meng was somewhat surprised.

The people from the old era who had resurrected were still too few.

This also led to them being somewhat overstretched when facing the people of the new era.

If more Demon Saint-level beings were to awaken, their combat strength would instantly increase.

On the other side, the Demon Master also seemed to have thought of something, his eyes flickering incessantly, remaining silent.

"Hmph, we will settle your matter later. For now, the priority is to welcome back Shang Yang and the others."

With a cold snort, Ji Meng prepared to leave to find the resurrected Shang Yang and the rest.

The Demon Master said nothing and got up, planning to follow Ji Meng to look for Shang Yang and the others.

Seeing this scene.

Ji Meng did not stop him, allowing the Demon Master to accompany him.

Together, they walked to the entrance of the Palace of Ten Thousand Demons.

Suddenly, both of their figures trembled, and they came to a standstill.

A look of astonishment and confusion simultaneously appeared on their faces.

Why…

Why had the auras of Shang Yang and the others suddenly disappeared?

This kind of disappearance wasn't like the concealment of an aura, but more like the rapid fading of a life force.

"What's going on?"

Ji Meng was getting anxious.

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He flipped his hand over.

The mark of the Old Heavenly Dao appeared in the palm of his hand.

He began to communicate with the mark.

A moment later.

He put away the mark of the Old Heavenly Dao; his face was full of astonishment and gravity.

"Heavenly Dao..."

"The Heavenly Dao says it does not know what happened, Shang Yang and his companions perished upon resurrection."

When Ji Meng spoke, his voice trembled.

Shang Yang and his band of people…

Had all once been his close friends.

These few people had just resurrected, only to perish immediately.

"What on earth happened…"

The Demon Master also widened his eyes, dumbfoundedly asking a question.

Ji Meng did not answer; he did not know what exactly had happened.

"What about the Old Ancestors of the various clans? Are they still alive?"

The Demon Master took a deep breath and inquired.

"Most of them were killed by the power of the New Heavenly Dao; those thunders were just that."

Ji Meng did not hide it any longer and began to recount the events.

"Killed by the power of the New Heavenly Dao..."

The corner of the Demon Master's mouth twitched slightly.

He really wanted to vomit.

This Ji Meng was truly a professional troublemaker.

The plan he originally had to use the Dragon Clan to unify the entire Demon Race had been destroyed.

Now, because of the very thing Ji Meng suggested, sending the Old Ancestors of the various clans overseas, all the Old Ancestors perished.

The high-ranking powerhouses of the old era, who had just been revived, were now severely weakened!

All of this was Ji Meng's doing.

If it weren't for Ji Meng constantly causing trouble, his plans would have gone smoothly.

The Demon Master forcibly suppressed the urge to beat Ji Meng.

"Tsk tsk, because of someone's orders, Shang Yang and the others managed to weaken the suppressing force of the New Heavenly Dao, resurrecting and leading to this slaughter."

"And all the Old Ancestors perished as well, also because of someone's orders. Our old era is now severely weakened, and it truly is related to a certain person..."

The Demon Master began to speak sarcastically in a strange tone.

Standing in front of Ji Meng, his tone was clearly mocking Ji Meng.

Hearing these words.

Ji Meng's expression did not change, he still stood there, but a hint of shame flickered in his eyes.

This time, even he felt that his actions had been terribly wrong.

The only thing he did right was not choosing to revive His Majesty at the very first moment.

He could not guess how powerful the force left by the New Heavenly Dao to suppress the sea area was.

And what was the means that caused the mysterious death of Shang Yang and the others?

All of this was too mysterious.

For the first time, Ji Meng felt that the new era might not be as simple as they had imagined.

This new era was far more mysterious than they had anticipated.

Just as Ji Meng was thinking this.

A breath of air appeared from the direction of the sea.

But the breath appeared only briefly before vanishing.

After the breath disappeared, another one emerged, but it too disappeared after a moment.

This cycle repeated several times.

Ji Meng was stunned.

The Demon Master was stunned.

They both understood what each breath represented.

And they understood what the disappearance of each breath meant.

Each breath marked the resurrection of a being from the old era.

And each disappearance signified the fall of that being from the old era.

"What on earth is this, could it be that the force left by the New Heavenly Dao in the sea area is really this powerful?"

Ji Meng said through gritted teeth...