Now that you have betrayed the sect, who will still pamper you?.

Chapter 1450 The Demon Immortal as a Painter

Although the Jade Pool Demon Lord was a turtle demon, it walked on the black water, its four short legs flapping rapidly, like a black streak of light flashing by, and in the blink of an eye it rushed to the palace gate in the square.

Several demon lords with higher cultivation levels chased after it in shock. It was the first time they had ever seen that the Jade Pool Demon Lord, who was usually so unhurried, could actually run so fast.

But now is not the time to worry about such things. The demon lords had caught up with them using all their strength, and they asked at the top of their lungs:

"Jade Pool Demon Lord, where are we headed now? Are we taking this opportunity to leave the Immortal Palace?"

Upon hearing this, another demon lord immediately objected: "The Immortal Palace holds countless opportunities. If we give them up just like that, wouldn't we have been trapped for so many years in vain?"

"But with that sword cultivator here now, what good is it even if we obtain a chance at immortality?"

"Don't forget the murderous aura he exudes. This man is ruthless; he devoured the Dragon Emperor and all the demon kings. If we encounter him again, we might not have a chance to escape."

"But we have been trapped here for thousands of years for the sake of immortality. If we were to leave now... I would be truly unwilling!"

Hearing the demons arguing, the Jade Pool Demon Lord ran and replied, "Stop making a fuss. Those who want to seek immortal destiny can go for it. There's no need to stop them. Whether you live or die is your own choice. Just don't regret it later."

"I have no interest in that immortal destiny. I'm going to find a way out. Those who want to leave, come with me."

"When I entered the palace earlier, I saw a group of human cultivators with low cultivation levels outside. Since they were able to leave, we should be able to leave as well. Why don't we leave the Immortal Palace and see where it is outside?"

Upon hearing this, all the demon lords breathed a sigh of relief, and even the demon lord who had been clamoring to go and seek immortal destiny nodded repeatedly.

"Let's stop looking. Although the opportunity to become an immortal is good, one must be alive to enjoy it. Let's leave the palace with the Jade Pool Demon Lord."

"Yes, yes, we absolutely cannot stay in this Immortal Palace any longer. That sword cultivator is a ruthless killer. If he really gets the Immortal Emperor's inheritance, he might become even more ferocious. At that time, we will all become his food."

After discussing it, the demons unanimously decided to abandon all the treasures and opportunities here and leave the celestial palace as quickly as possible, getting as far away from that demonic cultivator as possible.

What are fates or inheritances compared to their lives?

Even the Dragon Emperor and the various demon kings were no match for that sword cultivator; for them to stay any longer would be tantamount to suicide!

Having made their decision, the demons ran like the wind, heads down, rushing forward until they disappeared at the end of the palace road.

Seeing this, the other cultivators in front of the barrier hesitated for a moment. Even if they were unwilling, they could only leave the square with grim faces.

The immortal formation is difficult to break; they lack the means to open the barrier, and waiting any longer is pointless. Trying to forcefully break the formation would be suicidal.

Instead, we should use this time to seek other opportunities for immortality, and then find a chance to compete for the inheritance after the people inside come out.

……

Step, step, step...

Jiang Han walked unhurriedly along a palace path several meters wide, his footsteps echoing far and wide.

On the walls on both sides of the palace road are many colorful reliefs, the background of which seems to be an endless starry sky, but the sky and earth are tinged with scarlet blood light, like an endless blood prison.

The reliefs depict many powerful demonic beasts that reach the heavens and the earth. Each one is enormous and immeasurable. Even the sun, moon, and stars in the sky are like toys in front of these demonic beasts, which can be picked up and played with at will.

Above all the demonic beasts, an incomparably huge golden sun shone down on the heavens and earth, suppressing all living beings under its golden light.

As he walked, Jiang Han's gaze paused on a certain spot on the wall.

"This is... that Dragon Emperor?"

There, a bas-relief depicts a crimson thunder dragon coiling in the starry sky. Its body is enormous, with a single scale the size of the sun and moon. Its ferocious aura is overwhelming, resembling a celestial or demonic monster.

Yet this powerful thunder dragon had its head severed and floated lifelessly in the starry sky.

There are many more ferocious beasts like these, some even larger than the Thunder Dragon, terrifying beings that almost reach the sky. Any one of them, if it were to appear in the world, would have the power to destroy it with a flick of its wrist.

But now, they can only lie lifeless corpses in the starry sky, suppressed by the golden sunlight.

There were simply too many demonic beasts. Jiang Han only glanced at them casually, but he had already gathered all twelve demon kings, as well as many more powerful demonic beasts he did not recognize.

At a glance, one can tell that these are not powerful demons that one could have in the lower realm; they are likely world-destroying demon immortals who can command the winds and rains in the celestial realm!

"This seems to be a battlefield between immortals and demons?"

Lin Can followed from behind and said in a low voice, "It's really strange that there isn't a single immortal in such a tragic battlefield."

Qin Yu asked in confusion, "Are there such powerful demons in the Immortal Realm that they have to fight against immortals?"

"Nonsense, haven't you heard of demon immortals? These must be those powerful demon immortals with heaven-reaching strength who can destroy worlds at any time."

The two followed behind Jiang Han, pointing at the demonic beasts and occasionally exclaiming in amazement.

If a living demon immortal were here, their mere aura would be enough to crush them, but now there is only a relief sculpture, with no trace of their aura visible.

The other five people followed obediently at the back, without saying a word, only looking around warily.

But at that moment, Jiang Han suddenly stopped, turned his head sharply in one direction, and looked shocked.

For some reason, the scene he saw suddenly changed.

In that instant, he clearly saw the struggling and roaring souls of demonic beasts in these paintings.

They were imprisoned within the walls by those colorful paintings and carvings, their demonic bodies gone, only their demonic souls remaining, treated as murals for people to admire, forever unable to escape.

As expected of the Celestial Emperor's Palace, using the soul of the Heavenly Demon as a subject for a painting, the skill is truly astonishing.

Seeing his expression, Lin Can's eyes lit up, and he quickly stepped forward to ask, "Fellow Daoist Jiang, have you discovered something?"

"It's nothing."

Jiang Han snapped out of his daze, looked up ahead, and a strange glint flashed in his eyes once more.

There were sounds of fighting, indicating that someone had entered the area ahead of time.

In the blink of an eye, the sounds of fighting became clearer, and even the others gradually noticed them.

Qin Yu's expression shifted, and he turned to look at Lin Can: "What's going on? Someone actually arrived before us?"

Lin Can naturally understood what the other party meant, and shook his head in confusion:

"I don't know. We didn't see anyone enter when we arrived. They must have been here before us. But judging from the sounds of fighting, could it be that someone has discovered a magical treasure and is fighting over it?"

Upon hearing this, everyone was immediately moved, but they quickly regained their senses and looked at Jiang Han.

It was obvious to everyone who knew who was the strongest here, and they dared not make any moves until this person spoke.