Just A Daoist Who Occasionally Kicks Ass-Chapter 572: “Two Great Inheritances! Multiple Versions of the Shanhai Secret Realm! I’ll Show You the Gap Between You and Me!”

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Chapter 572: “Two Great Inheritances! Multiple Versions of the Shanhai Secret Realm! I’ll Show You the Gap Between You and Me!”

“Thank you, Daoist, for your help,” the young ethereal woman said with gratitude. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

Li Yanchu nodded slightly, his gaze falling on the heir of Prince Qing in the sky, whose aura radiated supreme authority. Then he looked at the elephant-headed humanoid figure behind him.

“The Elephant Demon’s inheritance?” Li Yanchu murmured to himself.

On the way, he had asked the stone tablet about it. The tablet, however, seemed either unwilling to reveal too much or truly only knew limited details, acting more like a simple guardian.

It only told Li Yanchu that the Shituo Kingdom had three great demon kings: the Lion Demon, the Elephant Demon, and the Roc Demon. Among them, the Golden-Winged Roc was the most powerful. But the Lion Demon and Elephant Demon were also incredibly strong demon kings.

The Shanhai Secret Realm had been constructed by these three demon kings. Yet under Li Yanchu’s pressure, the tablet revealed some new information: In fact, two of the demon kings in the Shanhai Secret Realm left behind inheritances; the Lion Demon left the Yin-Yang Dual Qi Vase, and the Elephant Demon left the Nightshock Spear.

As for the Golden-Winged Roc, he had not perished but was slumbering somewhere within the Shanhai Secret Realm.

So, strictly speaking, the information Li Yanchu had was more detailed and accurate than what most cultivators knew.

Now, with the heir of Prince Qing holding the long spear and the elephant-headed humanoid figure behind him, Li Yanchu naturally recognized the inheritance he had obtained.

And just earlier, when he had glanced to the side, he had also seen the young woman holding that archaic vase. The sealing formations on it were extremely powerful.

Li Yanchu twitched at the corner of his mouth. “That... couldn’t be the Yin-Yang Dual Qi Vase, could it?”

Both great inheritances of the Shanhai Secret Realm had now been claimed, leaving him silently reflecting that his own fortune truly wasn’t strong enough.

At that moment, the heir of Prince Qing, looking down from the sky, recognized Li Yanchu and suddenly recalled something.

“It’s you... you killed Yin Xuansheng?” the heir said in a deep voice.

However, Li Yanchu shook his head.

The heir was momentarily stunned, only to hear the young Daoist continue, “Not only Yin Xuansheng, but also Jiugong, Jinyu, and the chaotic horde of monsters you summoned, they were all killed by me.”

The heir of Prince Qing fell silent, and his eyes grew cold.

“Very well. No wonder my plans were completely disrupted. Judging by your aura and vitality, you truly have the strength to do so. But today, you’ve met me. I’ll show you the gap between you and someone like me.”

The heir of Prince Qing came from a powerful background, a lineage of influence. For him, this imperial power struggle was merely a game. But now... he was taking it seriously.

He had never really regarded Prince Qing as a father at first. Yet over time, as they spent time together, emotions grew, and he had grown accustomed to this old man.

Yet, due to certain reasons, he had to cultivate the Celestial Demon Transformation Technique, and he had become ruthless and unfeeling. Then, he personally slew Prince Qing. He attributed this human tragedy entirely to Li Yanchu.

Had Li Yanchu not disrupted his plan, the outcome would have been: Master Wuse of Jinguang Temple would have perished; the three great Yang Spirit experts sent by the court would have been trapped and killed, and Qingfeng Ridge would have been taken over by the forces of Prince Qing’s mansion.

At that time, with his army strong and well-equipped, he could have established his own kingdom and gathered the fortune of the mortal world. Perhaps then, Old Prince Qing would not have had to die.

Therefore, his hatred for Li Yanchu ran bone-deep, engraved into his very being.

“Gap, you say?” Li Yanchu murmured to himself.

He took a step forward. The next instant, he was directly in front of the heir of Prince Qing.

Clang!

The Jiaoslayer was drawn, its light like a ribbon slicing through the sky. Behind him, a towering godlike majestic and imposing figure appeared, his aura immense. This was the manifestation of his Martial Dao will and Divine Dao power. With his movement synchronized, he swung the blade in a single strike.

Seeing this, the heir of Prince Qing’s eyes shifted. He then activated his inner strength and thrust the Nightshock Spear forward.

Boom!

It was as if a sun had exploded in the sky; blinding light blanketed the entire airspace above the Shituo Kingdom.

The young ethereal woman’s eyes burned; her soul was shaken. Instinctively, she activated her protective talisman to stabilize herself.

A massive shockwave expanded outward from the two of them, spreading over ten li. The translucent ripples carried an overwhelming aura of killing intent, rattling the mind and soul.

When the young woman regained her sight, she looked up again. In the sky, there was only one young Daoist holding a blade, expression icy and cold. Behind him loomed a towering figure, and above his head shone a resplendent sun. The boundless blood energy enveloped the entire sky.

As for the once-arrogant heir of Prince Qing, who had temporarily attained third-realm power, he was struck down violently into the earth, landing in a deep pit. The pit stretched for a kilometer, its floor charred black. The heir lay in the pit as a massive force slammed down upon him.

Speechless, the young ethereal woman was stunned.

Far off, Murong Longcheng, watching the scene, was equally shocked. He recognized the young Daoist wielding the blade, and his brows furrowed tightly.

“How... how is this possible? How can he be this strong?” Murong Longcheng’s face went ashen.

In the deep pit, the heir of Prince Qing slowly rose to his feet. Holding the Nightshock Spear and staring up at the sky, he was utterly shocked.

In truth, he was the one most stunned in this battle. The third-realm power he had taken pride in had been directly crushed by this young Daoist.

“The gap is indeed large... but you needn’t despair.” Li Yanchu looked down on the heir of Prince Qing and smiled coldly. “After all, this is exactly the kind of trash you are.”

The heir of Prince Qing’s fury flared. He came from a background of power that could intimidate entire regions, and his demon immortal weapon radiated immense energy. He had successfully absorbed the elephant-headed humanoid spirit, gaining the inheritance of a demon immortal. How could he lose to this young Daoist?

He had confidence that he could face any one of the court’s four great Yang Spirits in this state and emerge victorious. This was the Nightshock Spear, after all!

A surge of overwhelming energy burst from him, the elephant-headed godlike figure reappearing behind him.

Rumble! Rumble!

This time, the ground beneath him suddenly shattered, cracking in multiple places. Stones flew, sand and debris swirled in the air. This tremendous energy forced the entire world into a tense silence.

Bang!

He bent his legs slightly, and his entire body shot up into the sky. The Nightshock Spear in his hands blazed like a shooting star, thrusting straight toward Li Yanchu.

A meteor crossed the sky in an instant; his ascent with the spear took no more time than that.

Boom!

Once again, a blazing red sun erupted in the sky, bathing the land in its light. A shooting star fell, crashing violently to the ground. This strike was several times more powerful than the previous one.

The deep pit formed earlier remained, the earth shattered, and much of Shituo City was reduced to ruins. When the dust settled, Li Yanchu was still there, holding his blade high in the sky with a mocking smile on his face.

“You evil heretic, you’re utterly feeble!” His voice boomed like thunder.

This time, the heir of Prince Qing rose again, but the muscles on his arms had been torn away by the overwhelming force, revealing stark white bones beneath. His brows furrowed as he looked up at the powerful figure in the sky.

“Who... Who on earth is this guy?!”