162: Chapter 162 Shakes the Upper Realm! The Demon Clan's Use of Others to Kill!

The news of the fall of Mo Ke Golden Immortal detonated the intelligence networks of various factions in an extremely short amount of time!

Golden Immortal!

That was a supreme combat power that transcended the Heavenly Immortal and controlled the Great Dao Origin!

In those remote realms, a single Golden Immortal could even dominate the life and death of hundreds of millions of living beings; they were truly existences at the level of a Realm Master.

However, such an ancient overlord who had lived for over a hundred thousand years was actually slain with a single sword by an unknown youth of the Human Race at the Blood Demon Pass in the Yuchuan Realm, and even his Divine Soul failed to escape!

What was even more terrifying was that, according to intelligence desperately transmitted back from the front line, the one who slew Mo Ke... was actually just a Clone of that Human Race member!

This was simply a fantasy!

Throughout the entire Three Thousand Upper Realms, countless ancient traditions and formidable races fell into tremendous shock and suspicion because of the name "Su Feng."

As the victim of the incident, the Demon Race was welcoming its most shameful and furious moment in ten thousand years!

A Secret Realm drifting outside of time and space — [Ancient Demon Realm].

This was the absolute core of the Demon Race, and also the location of the Demon Race's highest council.

Before a massive round table crafted from the bones of countless ancient stars, there sat hundreds of phantoms radiating terrifying pressure.

The weakest here were all Golden Immortals who had controlled a Great Dao Origin!

"Bang!"

A Golden Immortal shrouded in dark red demonic flames slammed the round table, his roar causing the surrounding stellar remains to tremble:

"A tiny ant of the Human Race actually dared to annihilate a Golden Immortal of my race?! And single-handedly slaughtered twenty-three major cities in my Yuchuan Realm?!"

"How many years has it been? Since the Great War of Gods and Demons, when has my Demon Race ever suffered such a great humiliation?!"

Another Demon Venerable with four heads also stood up, fierce light exposed in his eyes:

"This brat named Su Feng simply wants to uproot the Foundation of my Demon Race in the Yuchuan Realm! If this grudge is not avenged, what face will my Demon Race have to stand in the Three Thousand Upper Realms in the future? How will other races view us?!"

"Kill! We must muster our troops and launch a cross-realm expedition!"

"I want to personally chop off that brat's head to drink with my wine!"

Numerous Demon Race Golden Immortals condemned him verbally, their killing intent boiling, wishing they could immediately kill their way to the Yuchuan Realm and tear Su Feng into ten thousand pieces.

However, facing this situation of righteous indignation.

The Demon Race Old Ancestors sitting on the three ancient thrones at the head of the round table had remained silent throughout.

They were shrouded in absolute darkness, as if they had merged with this world, unfathomable.

"Old Ancestor Soul Lamp, please say something!"

The Demon Venerable with four heads finally could not hold back, bowing slightly towards the throne on the far left, his tone carrying a bit of urgency:

"As long as you grant a decree, we will surely extract the soul and refine the spirit of that Human Race member!"

The phantom called Old Ancestor Soul Lamp swayed slightly, and two clusters of ghostly green fire lit up in the darkness.

His eyes, which seemed to see through the vicissitudes of the world, glanced indifferently at the group of clamoring Golden Immortals below, emitting an unconcealed sneer.

"What can I say? Should I speak out to let you brainless idiots go to your deaths?"

Once these words were spoken, the noisy council hall instantly quieted down.

Numerous Golden Immortals looked at each other, their faces filled with disbelief.

"Go to our deaths? Old Ancestor Soul Lamp, what do you mean by this?"

A Demon Race Golden Immortal who was as sturdy as an iron tower, his muscles resembling coiled dragons, stood out.

He was surrounded by two Great Dao Origins of different attributes, his Aura extremely formidable:

"That Mo Ke was just a piece of trash who barely comprehended one Origin by sucking the blood of his own kin! Let me go, and with my dual-Origin power, I will surely slay that Su Feng!"

"Stupid!"

Old Ancestor Soul Lamp snorted coldly, the two clusters of ghostly green fire suddenly flared, and a pressure belonging to a Grand Unity Golden Immortal instantly forced the iron tower Demon Immortal to one knee:

"You bunch of juniors who do not know the immensity of heaven and earth, do you really think killing a Su Feng is that simple?"

"That idiot Mo Ke summoned a wisp of Ancient Demon Ancestor's Divine Thought outside Tianshu City, and what was the result? The Old Ancestor didn't even dare to make a sound and directly severed the channel to escape back!"

"Do you know who took action to protect that brat?"

Old Ancestor Soul Lamp's voice carried deep dread: "It is the Shadow Clan of the Major Thousand Worlds! That was an old woman of the Shadow Clan who possessed five Origins, as well as the most noble Shadow Clan Goddess!"

"The Shadow Clan has put out the word that that brat is someone they have taken a liking to. Now, who dares to touch him?!"

Dead silence!

The entire council hall fell into a silence so profound one could hear a pin drop!

Major Thousand Worlds... Shadow Clan?!

Those Golden Immortals who were just clamoring for an expedition were now all frightened pale, cold sweat soaking their backs.

They finally understood why Ancient Demon Ancestor had gone into closed-door cultivation immediately after returning, without even giving an explanation.

With giants from the Major Thousand Worlds covering him, this Su Feng was practically using an invincibility cheat in the Three Thousand Upper Realms!

"Alright, everyone settle down."

Just when the atmosphere was suppressed to the extreme, the Demon Race Old Ancestor on the middle throne slowly spoke.

His voice was hoarse and low, yet it carried a sinister tone that calculated everything.

"Regarding the Yuchuan Realm incident, my Demon Race shall not mention it again in the future. Just consider those twenty-three major cities and Mo Ke as a welcoming gift for that brat."

"However..."

The Demon Race Old Ancestor in the middle paused, his tone becoming playful:

"We know that Su Feng is covered by the Shadow Clan and cannot be touched. But in the Three Thousand Upper Realms, those other formidable races do not know."

"If we spread the news that Su Feng possesses the [Ancient Heavy Pupils], can condense a Great Dao Origin while in the Heavenly Immortal Realm, and even holds top-grade Immortal Artifacts..."

"Guess what the result will be?"

Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned for a moment, and then their eyes simultaneously lit up.

Brilliant! This move is simply too brilliant!

The principle that possessing a treasure is a crime is always the most lethal poison in the cultivation world!

In these Three Thousand Upper Realms, it is not just their Demon Race that dominates.

There is also the [God Race] that claims to be sacred and inviolable, the [Titan Race] that pushes across galaxies with their Physical Body, and those ancient traditions that live in seclusion!

"Old Ancestor, this method is simply wonderful!"

"This is called using a borrowed knife to kill! Not only can it avoid the wrath of the Shadow Clan, it can also use Su Feng's hand to consume the vital combat strength of other races!"

"Killing two birds with one stone! As expected of the Old Ancestor!"

Listening to the flattery of the Golden Immortals below, Old Ancestor Soul Lamp frowned slightly.

He looked at the Old Ancestor in the middle, always feeling that this idea was a bit risky, but for now, it seemed to be the only optimal solution to restore the Demon Race's face.

Actually, Old Ancestor Soul Lamp's original idea was to smooth things over, and he was even prepared to send someone with heavy gifts to reconcile with Su Feng.

Because he had lived too long, his intuition told him that the potential of this Human Race member was excessively powerful.

A Human Race junior, capable of making a Goddess of the Major Thousand Worlds spare no effort to cross realms to protect him—the secrets hidden on him were absolutely not as simple as just the Twin Pupils.

If the plan to use a borrowed knife to kill failed, it might instead become a stepping stone for him to sharpen his blade...

But at this moment, with everyone feeling indignant, added to the decision of the middle Old Ancestor, Old Ancestor Soul Lamp could not find a reason to refute it, and could only turn it into a silent sigh.

"Hopefully those idiots from the God Race and Titan Race can be effective, preferably being able to directly kill this brat in seconds."

Old Ancestor Soul Lamp's ghostly green eyes looked towards the direction of the Yuchuan Realm, a trace of unease rising faintly in his heart:

"If he is given time, and this Human Race member truly rises... I fear this Three Thousand Upper Realms will inevitably be stirred into a world-ending storm of blood."