“Lin Yun? Who is he, and what’s his strength?” the Demon Grand Marshal asked.
“Grand Marshal, he’s a disciple of Emperor Huoyun. From what I know, he was in the Star Martial Empire years ago, struggling to reach Mahayana Realm. Now, he’s at Fifth Transcending Tribulation Realm,” Dijiang said.
At these words, Little Monkey, standing nearby, felt a jolt but kept his composure, showing no sign of disturbance.
The Demon Grand Marshal spoke.
“Such a rapid rise is impressive, but some royals with ample resources advance just as fast. As a disciple of Emperor Huoyun, his speed makes sense,” he said calmly.
“Grand Marshal, it’s not just his Fifth Transcending Tribulation Realm strength—he has exceptional cross-realm combat ability. Yesterday, I sent two demon generals, each comparable to Ninth Transcending Tribulation Realm, to kill him, and they failed. Our spy in Dongyuan Prefecture’s city guard was also eliminated by him,” Dijiang said urgently.
He continued, “I have a strong premonition that this man will become a major threat to our clan. After this failed assassination, my resources and influence can’t touch him again. I beg you to take this seriously.”
Little Monkey stepped forward.
“Dijiang, Your Excellency, aren’t you exaggerating? A mere Transcending Tribulation Realm threatening our clan? That’s laughable,” he said.
“Shut up! Who gave you the right to speak?” Dijiang glared at him.
Little Monkey smiled, “Dijiang, Your Excellency, troubling the Grand Marshal over this trifle? That’s a bit much. Can’t handle him yourself? Doesn’t that prove your incompetence?”
“How dare you!” Dijiang roared.
The Demon Grand Marshal waved a hand, “Monkey’s first point is valid. A Transcending Tribulation Realm cultivator poses no real threat to our clan—not worth my effort.”
In his view, only those who reached Eternal Realm mattered.
Transcending Tribulation Realm cultivators couldn’t significantly impact the demon-human conflict.
Dijiang pressed, “Grand Marshal, he’s Transcending Tribulation now, but not forever. Ten or twenty years ago, he was a nobody below Mahayana. Now he’s lord of Dongyuan Prefecture. His growth is too fast—we must kill him while he’s still manageable.”
The Grand Marshal shook his head, “Advancing from Transcending Tribulation to Eternal is incredibly difficult, with minuscule odds. Even if he could, our clan’s major offensive is near—he won’t reach Eternal in time. No need to waste effort on him.”
“Exactly, Grand Marshal!” Little Monkey chimed in, smiling.
“Shut up! Your master and I never got along—are you deliberately stirring trouble?” Dijiang shot him another fierce glare.
He turned back to the Grand Marshal, “Grand Marshal, he also destroyed one of our teleportation points. His damage to our clan is already significant—he must be eliminated!”
“Oh? That was him?” The Grand Marshal sounded mildly surprised.
Little Monkey interjected, “Dijiang, Your Excellency, I heard after the bunker teleportation array was found, you projected your will to recruit him and got rebuffed. Your urgency to have the Grand Marshal kill him—sounds like personal revenge, doesn’t it?”
Dijiang’s rage boiled over.
“You… you insolent beast, daring to contradict me repeatedly! I’ll teach you a lesson!”
Boom!
Dijiang swung his hand, unleashing a powerful wave that twisted space, surging toward Little Monkey with devastating force.
As a Demon Monarch, his furious strike was formidable.
Little Monkey’s pupils contracted, sensing the terrifying power.
Bang!
Just as the attack neared, the Grand Marshal waved, annihilating it.
Little Monkey exhaled, as expected—in the Grand Marshal’s palace, such an attack wouldn’t land.
“Dijiang, attacking in my palace? You’re too bold!” A cold rebuke echoed through the hall.
Dijiang flinched at the reprimand.
“Grand Marshal, my mistake,” he said, bowing.
The Grand Marshal’s expression softened.
Dijiang continued, “But Grand Marshal, please take this seriously—we can’t let him—”
“Enough!”
The Grand Marshal cut him off coldly.
“No more discussion. Our clan has bigger priorities. A mere Fifth Transcending Tribulation Realm doesn’t warrant my attention. If you want him dead, handle it yourself. Focus on our grand plan instead,” he said icily.
“Grand Marshal!” Dijiang looked up, unwilling.
Boom!
A terrifying chill radiated from the Grand Marshal.
“Is my word unclear?” he said, now visibly angry.
“Y-Yes… Understood.”
“I’ll take my leave.”
Dijiang dared not argue, complying reluctantly.
He shot Little Monkey a venomous glare before leaving.
In the hall.
“Monkey, you’ve delivered your master’s message—go back,” the Grand Marshal said.
“Grand Marshal, I’ll take my leave,” Little Monkey said, saluting.
Relieved the Grand Marshal dismissed Lin Yun’s threat, he left…
…
Meanwhile.
Dijiang, leaving the palace.
“That damned monkey, contradicting me just because of his master’s backing!” Dijiang fumed.
He was also frustrated the Grand Marshal didn’t take Lin Yun seriously.
His gut screamed Lin Yun would become a major threat, leaving him uneasy.
Dijiang streaked into the sky, returning to his domain.
…
Dongyuan Prefecture, Lord’s Palace.
Noon.
On the palace square, 10,000 personal guards stood assembled.
Clad in fiery Huoyun Armor, they radiated vigor, their formation exuding might!
Huo Zhen, Yang Wan, Liang Yuan, and city guard commanders Zhao Hu and Meng Shan were gathered, awaiting Lin Yun.
