Corpse Burier: I Can Nourish Corpse

Upon hearing these words, the crowd no longer spoke out in rage but waited quietly outside the Floating Demon Mountain.

Before long.

A muffled, icy hum reverberated throughout the Boundless Celestial Demon Valley, startling the ten Branch Masters to bow quickly and respectfully in greeting.

"Greetings, Demon Lord!"

"Greetings, Demon Lord!"

"Greetings, Demon Lord!"

After responding in unison, the ten of them remained bowed like bent bows, not daring to lift their heads.

The ten infamous old demons, each over a thousand years old, at this moment, none retained the demeanor of a Pulse Master, and after the Demon Lord’s cold hum, they were all like servants.

The reason was simple.

It’s a mere difference of a small realm, but it’s not a simple matter of transitioning from the Early Stage to the Middle Stage.

The difference is worlds apart.

Be it Red Lotus or any other old demon, despite multiple re-cultivations and enduring millennia, none could surpass this barrier. Perhaps even with a few more attempts, they still wouldn’t, eventually facing obliteration by the Soul Capturing Technique.

The path of Demon Pill Perfection was for them almost identical to the unreachable Demon Infant Dao Fruit.

Both seemed hopeless!

Suddenly.

The Demon Lord’s voice fell again.

"Today, I have summoned you all back for three matters. First, command all demonic influences under the ten branches and the Four Domains that from today onward, the Lifeless Abyss beneath the Four Domains, as well as the lower Heaven-Reaching River Basin entering the Four Domains, are all sealed off. No Celestial Splendor Treasure Pavilion forces are allowed to enter the Four Domains."

This statement left the ten Branch Masters momentarily stunned.

The Demon Lord actually intends to seal the domains!

This move is no different than suddenly uniting all Demon Sects to launch a full-scale attack on the Four Domains.

Could it truly be war with the Celestial Splendor Treasure Pavilion?

"Demon Lord, are we to engage in war with the forces of the Celestial Splendor Treasure Pavilion?" A bald Demon Cultivator showed strong anticipation in his expression.

However.

His question received no answer.

Only a cold reprimand in response.

"Do as I command without question!" The Demon Lord’s frigid voice bore wrath like a thundercloud.

Feeling the anger that could descend like Celestial Thunder at any moment, the bald Demon Cultivator hastily bowed and fell silent.

"Please, calm yourself, Demon Lord, this subordinate realizes the mistake."

Nearby, a red-haired Demon Cultivator glanced several times at the Floating Demon Mountain, intending to speak, but witnessing the bald Demon Cultivator serve as a cautionary tale, hesitated and refrained from voicing any doubt.

Yet, the Demon Lord within the Floating Demon Mountain clearly noticed the subtle expression on the red-haired Demon Cultivator’s face.

"Now that the great war across the Four Domains is raging, this is the time to press the advantage, yet I am diverting manpower to seal the Four Domains. Perhaps some among you might think I am being irrational..."

Before finishing his words, the red-haired Demon Cultivator’s complexion suddenly changed, quickly interjected, "This subordinate dares not... I was merely distracted by my thoughts, hence the slow response."

Feeling the Demon Lord’s ire, his face turned even more unsightly. Any intentions to dissuade disappeared instantly.

The more the Demon Lord behaved this way.

The more it proves the severity of the issue.

Sealing off the Four Domains, prohibiting any Celestial Splendor Treasure Pavilion forces from entering or leaving, though not outright war, skirts its edge. Initiating conflict is likely just a matter of time.

"Red Lotus, I know you have concerns and that you consider matters comprehensively, which is why I often heed your counsel." The Demon Lord’s icy voice came again, "But today I am not negotiating with you!"

"This subordinate understands!"

The red-haired Demon Cultivator broke into a cold sweat, a thought emerged unbidden.

Sealing the Four Domains is likely only the beginning.

Not the end.

Immediately after, the Demon Lord’s voice drifted eerily, seeming to shed its previous wrath, "In fact, there’s no need for you to remind me. I am well aware that the Celestial Splendor Treasure Pavilion is a powerful Nascent Soul Sect, yet we have no other options.

The Upper Sect’s Demon Monarch only bestowed a single True Spirit Demon Tree Mother Tree, which is the most crucial part of the Demon Realm plan and our Outer Path Hidden Demon Sect’s only path to counter the Nine Abysses’ continual expansion in the future.

Over nearly two hundred years, through the concerted efforts of myself and Anchaosheng’s Dark Altar Lineage, we have cultivated seventeen mature True Spirit Demon Trees. This time, I originally intended to use the West Mountain Floating Domain as a starting point, taking the first steps toward Demon Realm transformation, establishing a foothold for our Demon Dao in the West Mountain Floating Domain.

So I employed the True Spirit Demon Tree Mother Tree to ensure nothing went wrong. However, now not just those seventeen True Spirit Demon Trees but even the True Spirit Demon Tree Mother Tree has been taken by a mysterious cultivator of the Celestial Splendor Treasure Pavilion.

No matter the reason for his actions, he must not escape from the Four Domains. Only by sealing the Heaven-Reaching River Basin within the Four Domains, and the exit through the Lifeless Abyss, no matter how strong he is, he cannot traverse multiple domains physically. Only by trapping him within the Four Domains does the True Spirit Demon Tree Mother Tree have a chance of being reclaimed!"

Upon hearing this explanation, the Demonic Cultivators suddenly realized.

The bald Demon Cultivators and others grew angrier, while the red-haired Demon Cultivator’s face turned more solemn.

"Demon Lord, is it confirmed indeed the doing of the Celestial Splendor Treasure Pavilion?" In a moment of urgency, the red-haired Demon Cultivator couldn’t help but ask again.

After a few moments, the Demon Lord’s voice came, "It cannot be confirmed, but even I am unable to cause any substantial harm to the True Spirit Divine Tree Mother Tree, nor can I contain it for long. The only likely suspect in the West Mountain Floating Domain with such capability would be a cultivator from the Celestial Splendor Treasure Pavilion. After all, the strength of a Nascent Soul Sect is not solely in the Nascent Soul True Monarchs themselves.

Additionally, the aura of the True Spirit Demon Tree Mother Tree absolutely cannot be suppressed by ordinary cultivators. Once exposed, its aura can easily be sensed by a regular Golden Core Cultivator even from tens of thousands of miles away.

To suppress it requires someone of my Demon Pill Perfection level, even the Domain Lord of the West Mountain Floating Domain cannot. Yet now there is not a sign of the True Spirit Demon Tree Mother Tree causing any commotion within the West Mountain Floating Domain.

The only force capable of housing such formidable cultivators has to be the Celestial Splendor Treasure Pavilion!"

Hearing these words, the red-haired Demon Cultivator was speechless with astonishment. He finally completely understood the Demon Lord’s commands and grew exceedingly anxious, "Demon Lord, although there are only two paths to the depths of the lower Heaven-Reaching River, the Heaven-Reaching River and the Lifeless Abyss beneath the Four Domains, and without a Nascent Soul True Monarch, one cannot bypass these paths across the void. But if that person’s power rivals yours, we might not stop him even if we station ourselves there."

"Thus I have assembled you all for a second matter." As the words fell, ten strands of Demonic Qi suddenly flew out from the Floating Demon Mountain, stopping in front of the ten. Their gazes probed inside, and their expressions became resolute.

Before they could react, the snake-like entities within the ten strands of Demonic Qi plunged into their bodies.

They quickly inspected their bodies but sensed nothing, as if nothing had occurred.

"Demon Lord..."

Someone began to speak but was interrupted.

"No need to panic, that is a protective measure granted by the Demon Monarch, known as the Nine Abyss Demon Spirit, a special creature crafted by the Demon Monarch below the Nine Abysses, a Tier Four entity. Even a Nascent Soul True Monarch cannot destroy it, and in its complete form, once entangled, even a Nascent Soul cannot handle it.

The person managed to kill Anchaosheng and withstand the power I imbued in Anchaosheng’s body, proving their abilities not to be weaker than mine. Although the Nine Abyss Demon Spirit has been divided into ten portions, each remains a pseudo-Tier Four entity; anyone below a Nascent Soul entangled by it has no chance of escape.

Even if that person possesses treasures from a Nascent Soul True Monarch of the Celestial Splendor Treasure Pavilion, it would be useless. It originates from the Nine Abysses, born within the Nine Abysses Nether River, and regardless of the righteous, heterodox, or demonic evil techniques, all succumb to nothingness before it. Unless a Nascent Soul True Monarch descends, no matter if given ten years or a hundred, he will not escape.

Once trapped, he will be my prey in the urn. Even if a Nascent Soul True Monarch demands his release, he must die!"

The Demon Lord’s voice grew higher and angrier, and although the red-haired Demon Cultivator and others knew it wasn’t directed at them, they were still repeatedly forced back by the Demon Lord’s terrifying aura, compelled to use Demon Artifacts for protection.

Amid the shock, they nearly overlooked the Demon Lord’s mention of Anchaosheng’s death.

The crowd exchanged glances.

Their expressions solemn.

Yet, upon recalling the Nine Abyss Demon Spirit within their bodies, their ten faces became somewhat relieved.