284: Saying goodbye to Qingzhou, embarking on the journey

Night, as deep as ink.

The Shen Family Main Residence was brightly lit with lanterns and decorations, exuding a festive atmosphere.

Shen Qiming had originally wanted to host a grand farewell banquet for his son, announcing to the entire Southern Border that his Shen Family's Qilin child was about to travel to Central Continent to participate in the Heaven-Reaching Secret Realm, which occurred once every hundred years.

But this suggestion was rejected by Shen Yuanmo without hesitation.

In his opinion, it was meaningless and would only add variables.

True powerhouses never needed fanfare to prove their existence... The next day, at the first hint of dawn.

As the first ray of morning light pierced through the eastern clouds, draping the majestic giant city in a golden veil.

A stream of light, imperceptible to the naked eye, silently shot up from the highest point of the Shen Family Main Residence.

Without alarming anyone, without triggering any Restrictions.

Shen Yuanmo thus quietly left this magnificent city that he had personally built.

He did not immediately depart but stopped at an altitude of ten thousand zhang above Qingzhou City.

His Soul Transformation-level Divine Sense, like a silent tide, once again swept over this familiar land below.

He saw that in front of the Merit Hall, even before dawn, a long queue had already formed, and countless young clansmen were staring intently at the mission board, eager to earn merit.

He saw that in the central martial arts arena, the honest young man named Shen Yuanhao was bare-chested.

He was practicing the Moves from the 'Myriad Jun Suppressing Mountain Scripture' again and again, and the bluestone slabs beneath his feet already bore two deep footprints.

He saw that in the Sword Forge of the Artifact Refining Hall, the frail young girl named Shen Yuanling was sitting cross-legged with her eyes closed, a phantom sword shadow floating behind her, exhaling sharp Sword Qi.

He also saw that the city's market had already begun its day's hustle and bustle, with countless merchant caravans coming and going, transporting Qingzhou's specialties in all directions and bringing back vast amounts of wealth.

The entire Qingzhou City was flourishing with Luck and vitality, like a giant beast awakening, full of unstoppable vigor.

“Very good.”

A relieved smile finally appeared on Shen Yuanmo's face.

After taking one last deep look at the city, Shen Yuanmo no longer lingered, turned around, and ascertained the direction of Central Continent.

His figure flickered slightly, then directly merged into the Void Realm and disappeared.

The next moment, he had already appeared a thousand li away.

Spatial Teleportation!

After achieving the chaos myriad dao nascent soul, his understanding of the Law of space was no longer what it used to be.

This long-distance spatial displacement was as simple as eating and drinking for him.

Each flicker covered a distance of several thousand li.

Mountains, rivers, cities... everything rapidly receded beneath his feet, turning into blurred lines.

This speed was far beyond what any flying Magic Treasure could compare to.

In just half a day, he had already crossed several prefectures and entered a desolate mountain range filled with Demonic Qi.

Southern Border, Myriad Demon Ridge.

This was the territory of the Yao Race, a forbidden zone for Human Race Cultivators.

Shen Yuanmo's Divine Sense casually swept across, and deep within the mountain range, he sensed several powerful Demonic King auras comparable to Nascent Soul Immortal Masters.

The strongest among them had even reached the Great Perfection of Nascent Soul Stage, just one step away from transforming and achieving Demonic Godhood.

However, in his eyes, these were no different from ants.

He ignored them and continued at a steady pace, traveling at an altitude of ten thousand zhang towards Central Continent.

However, he didn't want to cause trouble, but trouble found him.

Just as he was about to pass through the core area of Myriad Demon Ridge.

Screech—!

A sharp, piercing eagle cry, capable of tearing metal and stone, shot up from the peak of a ten-thousand-zhang mountain below!

Immediately after, a violent demonic wind swept across the heavens and earth!

A gigantic eagle demon with a wingspan of over a thousand zhang, covered in feathers as black as iron, and eyes as blood-red as scarlet.

Transformed into a black lightning bolt, it pounced ferociously towards Shen Yuanmo in the high sky with inconceivable speed!

“Hahaha! Where did this Human Race junior come from, daring to trespass into my Myriad Demon Ridge alone? You look tender and soft, just right for this King to have a snack!”

The eagle demon spoke human words, its voice filled with cruelty and bloodlust.

It was none other than the Black Wind Eagle King, one of the three great Demonic Kings of Myriad Demon Ridge, at the Great Perfection of Nascent Soul Stage!

In its eyes, the Human Race youth in the sky, with his ordinary aura and even lacking any magical power fluctuations, was a naive, inexperienced fat sheep out for training.

It didn't even bother to use any innate Divine Ability, merely spreading its claws, capable of tearing mountains apart, intending to rip this 'delicious meal' into pieces!

However, facing this world-destroying claw.

Shen Yuanmo, high in the sky, didn't even bat an eyelid.

He maintained his previous speed, calmly and unhurriedly, continuing to Move forward.

As if he hadn't even seen the pouncing eagle demon.

A hundred zhang!

Fifty zhang!

Ten zhang!

A cruel, sinister smile had already appeared in the Black Wind Eagle King's scarlet eyes; it seemed to have already seen this human being torn apart and wailing.

But just as its sharp claws were about to touch Shen Yuanmo's body.

A bizarre scene, one that would make its Divine Soul perish, occurred.

Its colossal demonic body, whose hardness was comparable to a Spirit Treasure, suddenly froze in mid-air without any warning the moment it approached within a hundred zhang of Shen Yuanmo.

Immediately after, starting from the tips of its claws, its proud black feathers, tough flesh, and powerful bones, capable of tearing Magic Treasures... began to decompose silently!

Yes, decompose!

Turning into tiny particles, scattering into the air!

“This... what... is this...”

The sinister smile on the Black Wind Eagle King's face instantly froze, replaced by endless fear and bewilderment.

It didn't even feel a trace of pain, only watched helplessly as its body, from claws to wings, then to its torso, disappeared into thin air, bit by bit!

Its Divine Soul, the moment it came into contact with that invisible force field, was completely annihilated by an even more tyrannical, more Origin-based power!

It couldn't even let out a scream.

After one breath.

That arrogant, Great Perfection of Nascent Soul Stage Demonic King, which had run rampant in the Southern Border for hundreds of years, was thus completely erased from this world.

Not even a trace was left behind.

At the same time.

Deep within Myriad Demon Ridge, in several Immortal Caves where other Demonic Kings were in seclusion.

Several equally powerful Demonic Kings suddenly opened their eyes and, in unison, looked up at the sky in horror.

“Black Wind's aura... has disappeared?!”

“How is this possible?! Who? Who could have instantly killed Black Wind?!”

“What terrifying aura of death! I feel my Bloodline trembling!”

They frantically extended their Divine Sense, sweeping across the entire sky, but found nothing.

It was empty there.

As if everything that had just happened was merely an illusion.

A primal fear of the unknown, stemming from the deepest part of their Bloodline, instantly enveloped the hearts of every Demonic King.

And the instigator of all this, Shen Yuanmo, had already appeared ten thousand li away.

To him, that eagle demon was merely a speck of dust that accidentally collided with him on his journey, easily brushed away with a wave of his hand.

After this small test, his control over his Chaos power became even more proficient.

He no longer lingered; with a thought, his figure completely merged into the Void Realm.

At full speed, he advanced towards the land that represented the center of power and glory of the Tianyuan Continent—

Central Continent!