I Have A Qi Fortune Altar-Chapter 1540 - 739: The Final Battle!

Outside Zhen Nan Pass, over a thousand miles away.

A flicker of light appeared in the void, and the figure of a youth in a black robe slowly materialized. His attire was ordinary, merely a plain black garment.

With delicate features and fair skin, his eyebrows sharp like sword edges, he seemed to be a genuine young man at first glance. But... upon closer inspection, one would notice the deep wisdom in his eyes, beyond his years.

As though he had lived through countless ages, already seeing through the affairs of the Human World.

As for his identity.

He was none other than the Supreme existence of the Red Nether Blood Tiger clan, the Demon God... Tian Lan!

Indeed, it was he who orchestrated the scene at Shushan, not to rescue the other imprisoned Demons, but with a singular purpose—to save Mo Ying.

For this, he did not hesitate to sacrifice multiple Demon Saints, even giving the exceptionally talented Soul-devouring Demon Saint from the Red Nether Blood Tiger clan to Mo Ying for possession and rebirth.

After his appearance, the glow in the void did not dissipate. Subsequently, various large figures began to emerge gradually from the Transmission Array.

There were dwarves, brawny men, young lads, and black-robed women emanating with sinister Qi. Upon careful counting, there were eight in total, all enveloped by potent Essence.

Demon Saints!

These eight were all Demon Saints!

They were formidable warriors drawn from the hundred clans of the Southern Border, coming to attack the Human Race's Zhen Nan Pass.

"Greetings, Tian Lan Demon God!"

"Greetings, Tian Lan Demon God!"

"Greetings, Tian Lan Demon God!"

Each of the varying Demon Saints respectfully saluted the youth, not daring to overstep for fear of angering this terrifying existence.

The situation for the Demon clan was somewhat clear now. The Red Nether Blood Tiger clan was almost single-handedly resisting the three Divine Races, with hopes to become the sole Royal Family through the ages.

If truly such came to pass, then this Tian Lan Demon God was likely to be elevated as the second Demon Emperor, after the Human Race's Martial Emperor years ago broke the spine of the Demon clan.

They could not help but be in awe.

"Zhen Nan Pass lies ahead. The Demon clan's troops will begin reorganizing within a hundred miles, and then, in one strike, annihilate Zhen Nan Pass, abducting hundreds of thousands of Humans to bring back to the Southern Border as Blood Food!"

Tian Lan Demon God pointed forward and said.

Conspiracy?

Siege from all sides?

No, Tian Lan Demon God had no such plans, as the Demon clan had an absolute advantage in this battle, with over ten Demon Saints and a million elite Demons.

To deal with a mere Zhen Nan Pass, if they resorted to trickery, it would seem too inept.

A straightforward charge was all that was needed.

Anyway, the Demon clan was never short on ordinary Demons.

A batch may die, but there were more in the Southern Border.

Once he achieved victory in this battle, he could consolidate these forces, rendering the other three major races speechless, and then ascend to the supreme position of the Demon Emperor, gather Demon clan Qi Fortune, break through to the second step of the Six Realms, the 'Undying Body' level.

Only in that way could he aspire to the Realm of the first Demon Emperor.

"As you command!"

"As you command!"

"Go."

Tian Lan Demon God casually said.

After the Demon Saints departed, he closed the Transmission Array and stood still, seemingly waiting for someone.

Soon, a cold wind suddenly blew amidst the Heaven and Earth Primordial Energy around, and threads of black Qi, coalesced under the Heaven and Earth Primordial Energy, gradually formed into a phantom figure.

It was indeed the Soul-devouring Demon Saint once sighted at Shushan, or rather, he had now become the second Demon God among the Red Nether Blood Tiger clan, an existence forcing the other three Divine Races to seriously consider, Mo Ying Demon God!

"Tian Lan."

"Mo Ying."

The two exchanged a glance, laughed heartily, everything was understood without words. Tian Lan, with smiling features, asked with great concern:

"How is it going?"

"The injuries have mostly healed, and I must thank you for generously using the resources of the Holy Clan for my recovery. This kindness, I, Mo Ying, will remember for life."

Mo Ying said gravely.

"Hahaha, those words between us are unnecessary." Tian Lan waved his hand. Five hundred years ago, he and Mo Ying were incredibly close brothers.

They were hailed as the two strongest Demon Saints of the Red Nether Blood Tiger clan.

It was a friendship forged in mutual reliance.

Later, Mo Ying attained the Demon God status first, leading the Red Nether Blood Tiger clan into battle. During that fight, heaven and earth darkened, and the Demon clan suffered greatly. Mo Ying had the chance to leave, yet stayed to cover his retreat.

A Demon God covering for a Demon Saint!

This was undeniably a debt he could never forget, and later, Tian Lan became a God. Discovering by accident that Mo Ying hadn't perished yet after hundreds of years.

For the sake of this debt and for benefit, he finally decided to act and orchestrate his plan for freeing him from the Demon Suppressing Tower.

Though it met some setbacks and losses, he was ultimately satisfied, as Mo Ying was indeed freed, bolstering the Red Nether Blood Tiger clan with the confidence to negotiate with the other three Divine Races.

"No, the past was the past, and now is now. Five hundred years have passed, you have advanced ahead of me and become the Sky-Supporting Divine Pillar of the Red Nether Blood Tiger clan.

The Undying Realm is within half a step, hopeful to lead my Red Nether Blood Tiger clan to its peak. I, Mo Ying, am willing to forsake everything to assist you!"

Mo Ying said seriously.

"Heh heh, since you, Mo Ying, said so, then I must also state that if I become the Demon Emperor, your position will be second only to mine!"