The Gathering of Demons

Yun Zhao stood atop the cloud, but hesitated for a moment.

Although he intended to use the essence of the other few innate spiritual roots to enhance his own strength.

However, both the Bitter Bamboo and the Bodhi Tree were in the hands of two Western sages who lived together in the Blissful World of Chaos. Yun Zhao was confident that his strength was no weaker than Zhunti's, but it would still be too difficult to seize the Bodhi Tree and the Bitter Bamboo from the combined forces of the two sages.

The ginseng fruit tree and the peaches of immortality have been secured, but it would be too presumptuous to rashly ask for spiritual roots.

Even if it were not difficult for him to seize by force, it would inevitably expose his identity in the Three Realms, which would be detrimental to his future plans.

If we steadily progress to the start of the great calamity of the Journey to the West, even if we fail to resolve the calamity in the end, we can at least delay Tang Sanzang for a period of time and obtain some system rewards.

It won't be a wasted simulation.

"Alright, let's wander around first, there's plenty of time anyway."

Yun Zhao did not use the Golden Crow Transformation into a Rainbow Technique, but simply floated freely in the clouds, drifting on this desolate Northern Continent.

It wasn't entirely aimless; he had a plan in mind.

In previous simulations, Shen Gongbao had provided him with considerable assistance, so it would be even better if he could find his true self directly this time.

However, this person's whereabouts are unpredictable, making him difficult to find.

Yun Zhao didn't take it to heart. He was just doing it as a matter of course. If he could find it, great; if not, he would just have to find his benevolent corpse, Guiguzi.

On this day, Yun Zhao arrived at the far north of Beiju Luzhou.

I thought this place would be as desolate as other places, but the difference is that here, near the North Sea coast, there is a coastline stretching for thousands of miles, with strange rocks standing tall and constantly battered by strong winds and huge waves.

Those giant waves swept with immense force, roaring with every movement.

Yet, even in such a place, Yun Zhao caught a glimpse of many creatures moving about.

Curious, he descended from the clouds, concealing his aura and transforming into an ordinary demon cultivator, blending in with them.

There are quite a few creatures gathered on this ocean!

Yun Zhao glanced at them briefly and saw that there were at least tens of thousands of people.

Moreover, they were all demon cultivators. Among them, those with shallow cultivation were merely at the stage of refining essence into qi or refining qi into spirit, while those with profound cultivation had reached the level of celestial immortals or earth immortals.

Those with lower cultivation levels had not even fully transformed into human form, still retaining animal ears and tails. Even stranger ones included those with animal heads and human bodies, or animal bodies and human heads.

Those with high cultivation levels would concentrate their energy and spirit, dressed in the robes of human cultivators, sitting cross-legged, calm and composed, as if they were enlightened masters.

This should have been a very incongruous scene, but they were able to gather together without any distinction of rank or cultivation level.

They gathered in twos and threes, chatting about something.

Yun Zhao overheard a few words and realized that they were all discussing the same thing.

"Have you heard? It's said that the second disciple will personally give a sermon when the Demon Master's Palace opens this time!"

"Really? The last few times, it was the third and fourth disciples who took turns speaking. The second disciple hasn't shown his face for years!"

"It's absolutely true! My third uncle's sworn brother works outside the Demon Master's Palace; he said it himself!"

"You must listen carefully! I spent three hundred years studying the 'Chapter on the Transformation of Heavenly Demons' that the third disciple taught last time, and I only barely grasped the basics."

"Shh, keep your voice down, don't disturb the seniors."

After listening for a while, Yun Zhao had a general idea of ​​what was going on.

This so-called Demon Master Palace seems to be a sacred place for the demon race in Beiju Luzhou. It opens once every so often, when disciples from the Demon Master Palace come out to preach and teach the demon race's cultivation methods.

For these rogue demon cultivators, being able to listen to a lecture by a disciple of the Demon Master Palace is an incredible opportunity.

Beside him, a chubby-faced demon boy was excitedly rubbing his hands together. Yun Zhao leaned over and asked, "Brother, may I ask what the background of this Demon Master Palace is? I'm new here and it looks very lively, so I came to take a look."

The tiger demon youth glanced at Yun Zhao, noticing he had no demonic aura. He frowned slightly, but in a great mood, he didn't mind. Instead, he excitedly patted Yun Zhao's shoulder: "You don't know about the Demon Master's Palace? You're incredibly lucky! You've stumbled upon an opportunity that only comes once every three thousand years!"

The young man gestured wildly, speaking mysteriously, "The Demon Master's Palace, that's the sacred ground of our demon race in Beiju Luzhou!"

"I heard that the Demon Master was a great figure in ancient times, and even the Heavenly Court had to show him respect. Later, the Demon Master went into seclusion and cultivated in the Demon Master Palace. Occasionally, he would let his disciples come out to preach and guide us, the helpless rogue demons."

"I see."

Yun Zhao nodded, then asked, "Are all the disciples of the Demon Master's Palace very powerful?"

"nonsense!"

The tiger demon boy glared at him, seemingly very dissatisfied with Yun Zhao's disrespectful behavior towards the Demon Master Palace, but still explained.

"I heard from the elders of my clan that the Demon Master has four personal disciples, each with a cultivation level above the Great Luo Golden Immortal. Especially the second disciple, who is said to be close to breaking through to the Quasi-Saint realm, stronger than many of the Great Emperors of the Heavenly Court. If one could receive a single word of guidance from him, it would be better than ten thousand years of arduous cultivation on one's own!"

Yun Zhao's heart stirred slightly.

Almost breaking through to Quasi-Saint? That's no low level.

Although there are many Great Luo Golden Immortals in the Three Realms, those who can reach the Quasi-Saint level are few and far between.

If this second disciple of the Demon Master Palace truly possesses such cultivation, then the Demon Master himself must be a force to be reckoned with.

"So, is this the second disciple who came today?" Yun Zhao asked.

"It's not certain yet."

The tiger demon boy scratched his head. "They said the second disciple would come, but whether he actually does or not depends on luck."

"Even if it is the third or fourth disciple who comes, that is still extraordinary. Last time the third disciple gave a sermon, it is said that demons from several other continents came to listen to the sermon, even if it meant crossing oceans and going through all kinds of hardships."

He couldn't help but chuckle as he said this.

Yun Zhao smiled along, but secretly pondered in his heart.

If the Demon Master Palace has such influence in Beiju Luzhou, then the origins of the Demon Master are worth investigating.

In ancient times, there was only one person who could be called a demon master.

And it's located on the shores of Beihai.

The identity seems to be obvious; the master of this Demon Master Palace is probably none other than the Demon Master Kunpeng from back then.

According to ancient legends, this person is an old fellow of the same generation as the Three Pure Ones.

He once went to Zixiao Palace to listen to the Dao and was one of the disciples of the three religions. With his first-class speed, he managed to snatch a futon.

Unfortunately, he was all alone and was tricked by Hongyun's act of offering him a seat. Yuanshi Tianzun rebuked him for being a creature with fur and horns, and forced him to give up the futon he had just obtained to the two Western Saints, thus losing his chance to become a saint.

Later, he was recruited by Di Jun Taiyi and entered the ancient Heavenly Court, becoming the so-called Imperial Tutor. He also created a script exclusively for the demon race, which was a great merit, making him a famous figure in that era, second only to Di Jun Taiyi in status.

Just when everything was going well, at the time of the decisive battle between the Lich King and the Demon King, he stole the core of the Zhou Tian Star Array, the He Tu Luo Shu, and fled to the Northern Sea, accelerating the defeat of the Demon Clan.

No one knows what his motives are.

Is it fear? Is it selfishness? Or is there something else?

In short, from then on, the reputation of the demon master Kunpeng plummeted. Later, after the war between the demons and the human race ended, the demon race's dominant position was gradually replaced by the human race, and the name of this demon master gradually disappeared into the long river of time.

Unexpectedly, during my seclusion in Beiju Luzhou, I happened to encounter the Demon Master Palace, which opens only once every three thousand years.

Perhaps we can make some contact.

Just then, a commotion suddenly broke out in the crowd.