Chapter 598
Demon Master's Palace
"Here it comes!"
"Look over there!"
Yun Zhao looked up and saw a streak of light breaking through the air from the depths of the Northern Sea.
The light was entirely black, but its edges were tinged with gold, and wherever it passed, even the light of day seemed to dim.
Amidst the flowing light, a figure could be vaguely seen sitting on a cloud platform, but his entire body was shrouded in a black robe, obscuring his features.
Several disciples followed behind him, their bodies radiating a powerful demonic aura, yet also carrying a profound Daoist charm.
"It's the second disciple! It really is the second disciple!"
"Quickly, bow!"
The thousands of demons on the coast fell silent and bowed in unison to the streak of light.
Yun Zhao mingled in the crowd, bowing slightly, but his eyes were fixed on the figure. He scanned the figure with his divine sense and found that the person's cultivation had reached the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal, but had not yet stepped into the Quasi-Saint realm. He did not know the extent of the person's strength.
And why is this guy hiding his body and not daring to show his true face? Yun Zhao found it a bit strange. Even though he was covered up, the demons on the sea monster seemed to be able to recognize his identity.
"Please, everyone, no need for formalities."
The man's voice was clearly audible to everyone present, but it was neither male nor female, and no one could tell the difference.
"Is it that mysterious?"
Yun Zhao thought to himself.
Then the man spoke again: "This sermon will only last three days. How much you can understand depends on your own destiny."
After finishing his sentence, he stopped with pleasantries and formalities, getting straight to the point.
Upon hearing this, the demons listened intently, extremely attentive, not daring to slack off in the slightest.
Yun Zhao nodded secretly.
This second disciple's manner was decisive and efficient.
He also found a secluded spot to sit down, and together with thousands of other demons, quietly listened to the second disciple of the Demon Master Palace recount the path of demon cultivation.
The second disciple was speaking about the Heavenly Demon Refining Form and Transforming Spirit Chapter. The gist of the technique was how demons could use their own demonic energy as a foundation to refine their form and transform into spirit, ultimately returning to their original source and achieving the Great Dao.
With Yun Zhao's current cultivation level and knowledge, this kind of thing sounds to him no different from 1+1=2.
But for the demons present, it was a rare and profound truth.
Although it was very simple for him, Yun Zhao listened attentively for a while. The second disciple explained things in a simple and easy-to-understand way, without deliberately showing off any obscure or difficult sentences. When he heard the wonderful parts, even he couldn't help but secretly admire him.
"Regardless of the depth of this person's cultivation, his ability to expound the Dao is truly remarkable." Yun Zhao praised in his heart, worthy of being a disciple of the Pharmacist.
As the man had predicted, he spoke for three days straight without stopping.
The demons on the shore listened with rapt attention, lingering there, reluctant to leave.
Because the second disciple didn't utter a single unnecessary word, and his entire speech was packed with valuable information, he stood up and scanned the crowd after uttering the last word.
"The sermon is finished. You may go and contemplate it yourselves. If you are destined, you may come to the outer gate of the Demon Master Palace to take the test three hundred years later. If you pass, you will become a disciple of the Demon Master Palace."
These words immediately caused an uproar on the coast.
"The outer gate will open in three hundred years?"
"What an incredible opportunity!"
"I definitely have to try it this time!"
Yun Zhao listened from the side and chuckled to himself. This Demon Master Palace was just like those top universities when he was on Earth. Countless people would fight tooth and nail to get in, but it was impossible, and there were also time and visitor limits.
Indeed, this kind of competition has existed throughout history and in every place.
He sighed inwardly, but had little interest in the so-called Demon Master Examination Palace.
With his cultivation level, once he goes to that place, it's uncertain who will teach whom.
However, Yun Zhao was very interested in the Demon Master himself and his disciples.
"You could try making contact."
His divine sense locked onto the second disciple, and once the disciple was far away, he appeared in front of him in a flash.
"Fellow Daoist, please wait."
Yun Zhao uttered that catchphrase that was unparalleled in the three realms.
The second disciple was clearly taken aback, not because of those words, but because of Yun Zhao's appearance.
Although his cultivation level has not yet reached the Quasi-Saint realm, he can be considered a top expert in the entire prehistoric world.
However, he had no idea when the person in front of him had appeared.
It wasn't until the other party spoke that he suddenly realized he had been intercepted by Yun Zhao.
Such amazing speed, such terrifying cultivation level.
The second disciple secretly compared Yun Zhao with his teacher in his heart, wondering who was stronger.
He sized up Yun Zhao, a completely unfamiliar face.
The only question is whether stopping someone is a friend or foe, good or bad.
This second disciple, after all, had some insight and knew how terrifying Yun Zhao was.
But the demon cultivators serving behind him couldn't hold back any longer.
In their view, they belonged to the Demon Master Palace, which was the most prestigious place in the entire Northern Continent.
Moreover, he serves the most promising second disciple; how could just any Tom, Dick, or Harry stop him?
These servants were short-sighted and assumed that Yun Zhao was just an ordinary demon cultivator who had come here specifically to wait for him because he admired the Demon Master Palace.
"Get out of here! If you want to become a disciple or take the exam, wait three hundred years. Don't be so insolent!"
Their attitude wasn't exactly bad, but it wasn't exactly mild either.
Yun Zhao glanced at the waiters indifferently, not taking it to heart. It was he who had rashly stopped them first; they were merely doing their duty, and it wasn't a big mistake.
However, as for the second disciple, it was still impossible to determine whether Yun Zhao was a friend or foe, so it was not wise to rashly antagonize him.
Then he shouted sternly, "All of you, step back! This senior is a great cultivator from the primordial era; how dare you offend him!"
The servants were startled and knelt on the ground, too afraid to get up.
Then the second disciple bowed to Yun Zhao and said, "These junior servants of mine did not know your true face and have offended you, senior. Please forgive them."