The final match of the Confucian Sect Conference was between Mo Huazhi and Song Ziming.
All the great Confucian Sects were betting on Mo Huazhi this time.
After all, Mo Huazhi, as a disciple of the Master, had shown astonishing talent in the match against Xie Wenyun, the genius of the South Foot Academy.
The two stepped onto the stage, ready to cross swords.
Saints, Great Confucians, and Confucian Scholars from the Nine Great Confucian Sects, all watched this match intently.
Suddenly, Lu Changsheng’s complexion changed.
“It’s about to happen.”
Lu Changsheng had long foreseen through the system that something was going to go wrong at the Confucian Sect Conference.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The conference venue of the Confucian Sect Conference erupted with bursts of explosions, and black smoke filled the air!
“No good, it’s poison fog!”
“Hurry, hold your breath and take a Detoxification Pill!”
“Ah! It’s useless, the poison fog can corrode flesh!”
“Run!”
Chaos reigned in the conference venue of the Confucian Sect Conference, with the screams of Confucian Scholars piercing the air from time to time.
The poison fog spread rapidly, killing hundreds of Confucian Scholars with its virulence.
“Take action!”
A group of Loose Cultivators suddenly launched attacks on other Great Confucians and Confucian Scholars around them.
A Great Confucian at the Immortal Emperor Realm was struck by a palm of an assailant, a black handprint appeared on his chest, the deadly poison entered his system, and black blood continuously gushed out from the corners of his mouth.
“No!”
A Great Confucian was stabbed by a dagger, the severe poison permeating his body, he attempted to expel the venom using Magnificent Righteous Qi, but the poison spread too quickly, his Dantian was already destroyed, and his flesh started to decay.
With hearts trepid with fear, the great Confucian Sects could hardly distinguish friend from foe, attacking each other.
“Who dares cause trouble on Mount Ziyang?”
The Master’s brow furrowed upon seeing the Confucian Sect Conference descending into purgatory.
This time, Ziyang Academy was hosting the Confucian Sect Conference; these disturbances were a complete disregard for Ziyang Academy’s reputation.
“What, what is that?”
Disciples from various Confucian Sects inside the venue looked up in unison toward the skies above Mount Ziyang, only to see boundless Demonic Clouds, covering the firmament.
The surging Demonic Qi even assumed the shape of a Demon Dragon, displaying fangs and brandishing claws, tumbling through the clouds.
The Master, Nanhua Duke, Duke Huanglong, Bai Shuming, Yi’an, and other powerful members of the Confucian Sects all rose to their feet, gazing at the Demonic Clouds, their eyes revealing a grave expression.
They did not move to clear out the opportunists causing trouble at the venue, but were entirely on guard, ready to face whatever emerged from the Demonic Clouds.
The Immortal Imperial City quivered, with totems on four hundred and eighty stone pillars lighting up, and the City-Protecting Barrier stretching over thousands of miles.
Mortals and Cultivators within the Immortal Imperial City looked at the Barrier overhead in panic, unsure of what had transpired.
From the direction of the imperial palace, several terrifying presences stood atop the eaves of the palace.
“It seems it’s the people from the Demon Realm.”
The Immortal Dragon Emperor stood with his hands behind his back, his profound gaze as if piercing through layers of Demonic Clouds.
An old eunuch served by his side: “Your Majesty, the newcomers bear ill will.”
“Not just one Demon Lord… inform the Heavenly Court immediately, ask for their intervention.”
“As you command, Your Majesty.”
The old eunuch turned into a whiff of green smoke and vanished from the rooftop of the palace.
“Hmph, thinking of leaving?”
A commanding voice echoed within the Demonic Clouds, a massive Demon Hand struck down from the clouds, intercepting the green smoke.
Forced to reveal himself, the old eunuch struck back with his palm, colliding with the Demon Hand.
“Puh!”
The old eunuch couldn’t withstand the terrifying power contained within the Demon Hand; he was slapped down from the Nine Heavens, crashing heavily in the direction of the imperial palace, with more than a dozen palaces collapsing.
If not for the Immortal Imperial City’s Barrier mitigating some of the impact, the force of the old eunuch’s fall might have destroyed much of the palace complex.
“Hallucinatory Dark Demon Venerable?”
The expression of the Immortal Dragon Emperor was solemn, recognizing the entity within the Demonic Clouds.
Hallucinatory Dark Demon Venerable, one of the strongest Demon Lords, who had defeated countless masters from the Ancient Heavenly Court.
The Demonic Qi of the Hallucinatory Dark Demon Venerable enveloped the entire Immortal Imperial City, his singular might contending against the entire City-Protecting Great Formation.
“Hallucinatory Dark Demon Venerable…”
The Master looked at the Demonic Clouds, seeing the Hallucinatory Dark Demon Venerable who stood within the tumultuous Demonic Clouds.
The Hallucinatory Dark Demon Venerable, towering and sovereign, looked down upon the mortals below.
“Not only is Hallucinatory Dark Demon Venerable here, but also Cold Bone Demon Venerable, Daoyu Demon Venerable, and other Demon Chiefs.”
Duke Huanglong’s right hand reached for the wine gourd tied at his waist, with Magnificent Righteous Qi silently poured into the gourd.
“This is serious trouble.”
Bai Shuming’s palms broke out into sweat; with these Demon Lords working together, even the Nine Great Confucian Sects might not be their match.
Not all the Saints from the Nine Great Confucian Sects had attended, and besides those from Ziyang Academy, only a handful of Saints from the other eight sects were present.
“So these are Demon Lords?”
“Their presence is overwhelmingly terrifying…definitely unable to muster the thought of resisting…”
Confucian Scholars from various sects felt the dire pressure from the Demon Lords, leading to a sense of despair.
“Sure enough, it’s people from the Demon Realm, only they could possibly attack the Confucian Sect Conference. But what are their intentions?”
Lu Changsheng had more than once encountered Hallucinatory Dark Demon Venerable and Cold Bone Demon Venerable.
Apart from these two mighty Demon Lords, there were other unfamiliar faces amidst the Demonic Clouds that blocked out the sky.
“Hmm?”
Lu Changsheng noticed an elegant figure beside Hallucinatory Dark Demon Venerable.
Was that not Dantai Meng?
Dantai Meng also noticed Lu Changsheng; she was first astonished and then irritated.
Why was this man here too?
But it was just right; after having experienced countless life and death situations in the Eternal Dream Devil Realm, her Demonic Cultivation Skills had reached Great Accomplishment, and she had stepped into the Divine King Realm, ready to properly teach him a lesson.
“Father, let me deal with him.”
Dantai Meng pointed her finger at Lu Changsheng and bit her red lip.
She had been bested by Lu Changsheng more than once; now that her Demonic Cultivation Skills were greatly accomplished, how could she not seek personal revenge?
“You two, make sure you protect my daughter well; if she suffers any harm, the two of you will share the same grave.”