Redemption of a Born Demon

Chapter 474: Chapter 315: A God Roams the Mortal World, Unrestrained and Known to All (Part 1)

The terrifying gravitational pull vanished. All the Saints were covered in ghastly fissures, blood streaming from their wounds. They were an utterly battered sight.

The most severe damage was to their Life Magnetic Fields. Their internal organs felt as if they had been scorched, and they could barely muster any strength.

The scene grew quiet, with only the sound of waves gently lapping the shore. The crowd was utterly silent.

They could hardly imagine that someone could be so powerful.

This was no longer human—it was beyond even a Saint.

’Could Yi Beidou?’

Many among them had deep ties to Yi Beidou and trusted his abilities implicitly. But after experiencing the East King’s overwhelming power, that trust had begun to fracture.

This being seemed beyond the power of any Saint.

BOOM!!

The crowd’s silence was shattered as the entire Immortal Mountain suddenly began to shake violently. Chaotic bands of colored light appeared in the sky, while a seven-colored radiance converged at the mountain’s peak, as if forged from Beautiful Jade.

’What in the world is that man who calls himself Xu Fu doing?!’

At the peak of Penglai Immortal Mountain, before Penglai Pavilion.

The entire Immortal Mountain’s vast magnetic field was stirred by the East King. A seven-colored pillar of light enveloped him. He stretched out a palm, guiding the immense magnetic field to compress and condense within it.

Gradually, an illusory shape appeared in his palm.

Wreathed in a seven-colored radiance, it looked like an auspicious omen from the heavens.

It was the shape of a peach, the size of a baby’s fist.

The peach was almost tangible, seemingly possessing some qualities of a Spirit Treasure.

"This ’Peach of Immortality’ is only this big this time? Well, it makes sense. A mere hundred years of nurturing... I can’t ask for too much. This size should be enough."

The East King stared at the Peach of Immortality in his palm and muttered to himself.

He had come to the Immortal Mountain for more than just avenging the Alchemists; in fact, revenge was merely incidental.

The East King’s true purpose was to prepare for the potential future conflict over the Earth Immortal Realm.

This "Peach of Immortality" was his true goal, and it was the reason he had ultimately chosen not to engage in a mutually destructive battle with Tao Zihong and the others.

Even if those terrifying buried weapons had detonated, he was highly confident he could survive. But if Penglai Immortal Mountain were damaged, it would be a tremendous loss for him, costing him an important trump card.

Once the Peach of Immortality fully condensed, the East King released his influence over Penglai Immortal Mountain. With a flicker of his body, he vanished on the spot, moving at a terrifying speed that broke the sound barrier.

As for the trouble on the Immortal Mountain, he would return to deal with it after settling matters in the Mediterranean Region.

The unusual phenomena above Penglai Immortal Mountain gradually subsided, but the once vast Penglai Power now felt weak, as if the very life had been drained from the Immortal Mountain.

At the edge of the Immortal Mountain, the crowd sensed the departure of the East King’s terrifying aura and couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief, feeling their taut nerves finally relax.

It had been years, perhaps decades, since they had last felt such heart-pounding fear and broken out in a cold sweat.

"Is everyone alright?"

Tao Zihong looked at the others and asked.

"We’re not dead yet, but this incident..."

A wry smile appeared on Zhong Ang’s face.

"Check for casualties immediately! We need to spread the word quickly. That man has returned to the world, and he seems to have taken something from the Immortal Mountain. His target is likely the Mediterranean Region!"

Wang Chen leaped up from the ground, his expression incredibly grim.

The Mediterranean Region...

Everyone couldn’t help but take a deep breath. If even a monster like that was emerging to join the fight, just how would the situation in the Mediterranean develop?

No one could predict.

「Not long after.」

At the Special Security Bureau Headquarters, in the Director’s office.

Zhao Ping paced back and forth in front of his desk. He had quit smoking, but now he couldn’t stop himself from chain-smoking one cigarette after another. The entire office was shrouded in smoke, like the Immortal Realm itself.

His anxiety was indescribable. His heart had been pounding violently ever since he received the news: the fleet blockading the Immortal Mountain had been effortlessly annihilated by a mysterious figure, who had then entered the mountain.

He was terrified that the next update would bring unbearable news.

"Sleepers... Sleepers..."

Zhao Ping muttered to himself as he paced.

He had known the Sleepers would be strong, but he never expected them to reach this level.

It seemed only nuclear bombs had a chance of threatening them.

And it was only a threat at that. It seemed that even nuclear bombs couldn’t kill them.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!!

Suddenly, there was a knock on his office door. Zhao Ping’s pacing body jolted, and his heart nearly stopped.

It seemed the latest news had arrived, but he didn’t know if good news or terrible news awaited him.

"Come in."

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Ping spoke.

The secretary opened the door and was startled by the thick smoke pouring out, almost thinking a grenade had gone off in the Director’s office.

He walked into the room, saw the cigarette butts in the ashtray, and opened his mouth to say something.

"Cut the crap. Tell me, what’s the situation?"

However, before the secretary could speak, Zhao Ping cut him off.

"Yes, Director! A message just came in from the perimeter of the Immortal Mountain—it’s from Deputy Director Wang Chen himself, reporting from inside. The details are all here. Please, take a look."

The secretary said hurriedly, handing a file to Zhao Ping.

Hearing the secretary’s words, Zhao Ping relaxed slightly.

’If Wang Chen sent the message himself, it means the worst hasn’t happened.’

He didn’t dare to delay, quickly taking the file and examining it carefully. His slightly relaxed expression became grim once more.

Xu Fu, the legendary Alchemist from the Qin Dynasty, has appeared in the present day.

’No, according to the man himself, Xu Fu was just one of his identities—his First Layer. He likely manipulated Emperor Qin back then to use the Great Trend of the era to search for the Immortal Mountain.’

What shocked Zhao Ping the most was the combat power the man displayed.

The nine Saints guarding the Immortal Mountain couldn’t even scratch him. They couldn’t withstand a single exchange; they were utterly crushed.

If they hadn’t set up a last-resort measure in the Immortal Mountain beforehand, using the mountain’s destruction as leverage, everyone there would probably be dead by now.

Powerful, invincible, a terror like the Celestial Curtain itself!!

Just reading the description in the report, Zhao Ping could feel an intense sense of suffocation.

The report suggested he was wary of nuclear weapons. However, Wang Chen and the others believed he wasn’t afraid of the nukes themselves; he simply didn’t want the Immortal Mountain to be destroyed. They suspected that even a nuclear blast couldn’t kill him.

This was a truly unstoppable being, someone who stood above all groups and organizations—an invincible existence.

A strong sense of powerlessness grew in Zhao Ping’s heart.

"A Sleeper... His target is most likely the Mediterranean Region. We must inform Mr. Yi and the others about this as soon as possible, so they can prepare..."

"If possible... tell them to give up the fight for the Mediterranean Region."

Zhao Ping said in a low voice, though he knew the chances of Yi Beidou and the others giving up were almost zero.

"Wait!"

Suddenly, Zhao Ping seemed to remember something, and his expression changed abruptly.

"To get from the East Sea to the Mediterranean Region, that man isn’t going to take a plane or any other transport. He’ll most likely travel on foot. That means... his route will very likely cross Eurasia..."

Zhao Ping looked at the world map hanging on the wall.

Crossing Eurasia from the East Sea means he will inevitably pass through Donghua!!

And not long ago, Donghua’s forces had gravely offended that man.

’When he passes through Donghua, will he truly pass without incident?’

Zhao Ping’s hands were trembling.

"Quick! Notify the high command immediately!! The eastern region is to enter a state of emergency combat readiness!!"

Zhao Ping practically roared.

「Meanwhile.」

On the sea off the coast of Modu.

In the dimness before dawn, a figure clad in a feathered robe condensed from pure light walked upon the surface of the sea like one of the Immortal Gods, gazing at the neon lights of the distant coastline.

"Donghua, it’s been a long time since I’ve returned. I wonder how many old acquaintances are still around? All the Sons..."

The East King muttered to himself.