Novel Toon
Chapter 372: Dare to Kill My Son? I’ll Swallow Him Alive!
Chapter 372: Dare to Kill My Son? I’ll Swallow Him Alive!
The vast voice echoed in everyone’s ears.
Perhaps because a sun had just been devoured, everyone on Canxing felt a chill sweep through their bodies.
They looked up, trying to get a clear view of the terrifying giant.
Unfortunately, they couldn't see the full figure at all—just an endless sea of blood-red.
That figure stood before them, yet not even a glimpse of its entirety was possible. Boundless and infinite, how could they possibly fight something so enormous?
The seven satellites guarding Canxing, forming the strongest defense in this section of space—the Star River Defense Line—shattered like a pile of broken marbles in a trash heap.
The Thousand-Eyed Demon Lord trembled all over, his mind utterly blank as he stared at the boundless, immeasurable blood-red giant.
Even a Yin God from the higher realms couldn’t be this powerful, right?
"Oh my, you’re all so small, yet you have such big courage!
Daring to stop the Martial Arts Tournament, who gave you that courage? Was it those little cuties from the Myriad Demon Realm?”
Qi Yuan lowered his head, his eyeball alone larger than Canxing itself.
Everyone on Canxing held their breath.
Even the pet dogs trembled in fear, too terrified to bark.
A certain pot-bellied man on Gongxing, upon hearing this, was so scared he collapsed to the ground.
As someone holding a significant position of leadership, he had to submit useful suggestions to his superiors every three years.
He usually went about it half-heartedly, avoiding conflicts and trouble, so he’d repeatedly suggested canceling the Martial Arts Tournament.
Yes, he had submitted the proposal several times.
His superiors never approved it.
Now... he wet himself in terror.
As for Master Black Deer, looking at that immense figure, he was horrified beyond words.
Could it be that even the Martial God’s true form wasn’t this large? The Martial God’s true form, as rumored... was about the size of a sun, right? But Qi Yuan… had swallowed a sun whole!
"Why aren't you speaking? Feeling guilty?” Qi Yuan asked, growing a bit annoyed. "If you don’t give me an explanation today, I won’t mind going from three-quarters full to fully satisfied!”
Canxing was small, but it could still fill the last bit of his appetite.
“Spare us!”
“It’s not our fault!”
“It really has nothing to do with us!”
“I don’t know anything!”
“Boo hoo, it was the Myriad Demon Realm that forced us!”
Cries of despair filled Canxing.
Most ordinary citizens had wet themselves in fear, completely unaware of what was happening.
Most nobles had fallen to their knees, begging for mercy.
As for the war faction, they were even more terrified, their souls utterly crushed.
The demons, especially, were shaking with terror.
“Why aren’t you speaking? Are you planning to resist?” Qi Yuan said with displeasure.
He was simply too enormous.
The voices of the people on Canxing... he couldn’t hear them.
Unless he focused and listened intently.
“Well, since that’s the case, let me show you something! Oh… you all will do just fine!”
Qi Yuan was all too familiar with the aura of demons from the Myriad Demon Realm.
Back in the Liufeng Realm, these demons had teamed up with the demoness Shang Yanran to bully him.
If Qi Yuan hadn’t been clever, hardworking, and seriously grinding through the game, it might’ve taken him ages to finish the game.
"Heaven and Earth, hear my command—kill!"
A simple phrase, with no complex words, easily understood by even a preschool child.
Yet these simplest of words felt like universal truth.
In the starry sky, an inexplicable power swept across.
The world turned blood-red.
On Canxing, the once-arrogant demons of the Myriad Demon Realm no longer had their former swagger.
“No!”
“Spare us!”
“I want to go home!”
At that moment, they were filled with immense regret and unimaginable terror.
But no matter their actions or thoughts, nothing could help them now.
Qi Yuan's voice was like a decree from the universe itself.
Crack!
The body of a Golden Core-level demon shattered, along with the protective talisman left behind by his ancestor.
“No!”
A Purple Mansion demon, who had retreated to the back of the group, let out a tragic scream.
He was always the most cautious, retreating whenever things went wrong.
But this time, his caution was useless against such overwhelming power.
Blood blossoms erupted across Canxing like the most splendid fireworks in the world.
In just one breath, three thousand demons were completely wiped out.
“Now, can you give me an answer? Will you still dare to cancel the Martial Arts Tournament?” Qi Yuan asked again.
His voice boomed, louder than thunder.
“We wouldn’t dare!”
“We absolutely wouldn’t dare!”
“God, whatever you say goes!”
In space, Qi Yuan widened his eyes.
“What’s going on? You all are really that bold?”
“Or... did I not kill enough?”
“Why is no one speaking?”
Qi Yuan felt that the vast universe had fallen into a strange silence.
On Canxing, everyone trembled in fear.
There were those shouting, those using loudspeakers, those kneeling and begging for their lives—it was all happening.
The princess gritted her teeth, her face filled with sorrow and bitterness.
This kind of existence was completely beyond comprehension and defied all common sense.
That Purple Mansion cultivator who had once crossed paths with Gongxing and Qi Yuan was also anxious beyond measure.
“Oh, I forgot. Even if you shout your lungs out, I won’t hear you unless I really focus.”
Qi Yuan realized that he was too large.
These people were too small; their voices couldn’t reach into space.
He had to focus to hear them.
But concentrating... was tiring.
So, he withdrew his massive manifestation, reverting to the appearance of a young man dressed in a blood-red robe.
The sky over Canxing seemed to darken, the entire world bathed in a blood-red hue.
Qi Yuan’s form descended onto Canxing.
He landed where the Thousand-Eyed Demon Lord had once sat.
“Well, I’m here. Let’s have a good talk.”
Inside the palace, everyone who heard his familiar voice instinctively turned their gaze toward Qi Yuan.
“God!”
“God!”
Regardless of their position or how proud they were, everyone immediately knelt.
Only by kneeling did they feel they could express their loyalty.
The elderly king lay prostrate on the ground, his voice hoarse. “I signed the war order, Lord God. I will atone for this with my life. Please spare these innocent citizens!”
This king, who had lived a life of incompetence, had finally found a shred of courage.
He picked up a gun and shot himself in the head.
The king died, rather sloppily.
But that was normal—most people die rather sloppily.
The nobles kneeling on the ground dared not say a word, trembling in fear.
“Dead? Who’s in charge here? Someone, step forward!” Qi Yuan stood on the throne, his expression calm.
The princess gritted her teeth and finally stood up. She had a bit of baby fat, giving her a doll-like face, but her gaze was firm.
“Lord God, I am the eldest princess.”
Qi Yuan’s gaze fell on her face.
Hmm, she had a youthful appearance.
As the legends said, youthfulness rarely appeared alone—it was quite eye-catching.
Indeed, she had white hair.
“Will you still cancel the Martial Arts Tournament?” Qi Yuan asked softly.
He had traveled across space and time, all the way from the Origin Land, for this sole purpose.
“No!” The princess nodded furiously, her gaze fixed downward, unable to see her own feet.
She didn’t dare look Qi Yuan in the eye.
“Lord God, your will is the will of Canxing.
Anyone who dares to defy your will—I will remove them within three days. No, within a day!” The princess hunched over as she spoke.
“And what if you’re lying to me?” Qi Yuan muttered.
The princess trembled. For the first time, she truly felt what it meant to serve at the whim of a tiger.
“I wouldn’t dare lie to you, Lord God!”
“It’s simple. We’ll sign a contract. You will ensure that everyone on Canxing signs it, agreeing that the Martial Arts Tournament won’t be canceled.
Anyone who breaks the contract will owe me... one hundred billion Canxing coins each.” Qi Yuan said calmly.
He trusted contracts more than promises.
Of course, he trusted his fists most of all.
Without a strong fist, these people might break their promises and even ignore the contract.
The doll-faced princess was baffled by the contract.
But... the being before her, a colossus capable of swallowing stars, was beyond understanding.
No matter what he said, it was the absolute truth in this part of the galaxy.
“Your will is the truth of Canxing!” The princess pledged her loyalty. “Supporting the Martial Arts Tournament will be written into our constitution!”
After all, if anything went wrong, Canxing might be swallowed up, and the world would have no future.
“Not bad. Good enough.” Qi Yuan nodded.
Today’s outcome wasn’t bad.
The people of Canxing seemed quite reasonable.
Without too much fuss, they were persuaded.
However, thinking of those demons he had just killed, Qi Yuan felt a bit guilty.
Sure, they deserved to die, but...
He had assumed they were resisting him, which is why he killed them.
It was a bit... awkward.
“I’m hungry,” Qi Yuan said, feeling guilty. “I should host a banquet. A feast will help me ease this guilt.”
The princess’s legs buckled beneath her.
Some of the kneeling nobles even started to cry.
That Purple-Robed Golden Core cultivator also knelt, too terrified to speak.
They all thought Qi Yuan was planning to devour Canxing.
Qi Yuan looked down at them with interest and sighed, “The professionals at Shijia Village really know how to mourn properly. You all are just too bad at it.
Hurry up and prepare a banquet, make it a grand one—ten dishes, three soups.
So many demons died just now; we can’t skip the feast, can we? Oh right, you can start preparing. In the meantime, I’ll take a trip to the Myriad Demon Realm.
After all, I need to see for myself who the mastermind is, the one who dared to come up with the most malicious plot across the heavens—to cancel the Martial Arts Tournament and target me!”
With that, Qi Yuan’s figure vanished.
He left behind a crowd of kneeling nobles and the doll-faced princess.
“Ten dishes... ten planets?”
“And one soup... how do we even make that?”
But Qi Yuan was already gone, leaving no answers to her questions.
...
Myriad Demon Realm.
In the Demon Court.
Ten thousand peaks stood tall.
In each of these mountain peaks, at least one Golden Core (Purple Mansion) cultivator resided.
One of these mountains towered into the heavens, said to reach all the way to the upper realm.
At that moment, a furious roar echoed from within the peak.
“Who dared to kill my son?!”
An unmatched aura spread across the highest peak.
The entire Demon Court shook, and countless dormant auras across all the peaks stirred awake.
“Lord Demon King, what has happened?”
“The young lord is in trouble? Who dares to have such audacity?!”
“Please give the order, Lord Demon King. I will lead an army to avenge the young lord!”
“How many years has it been? We, the Myriad Demon Realm, have always caused trouble for others. Never has anyone dared to trouble us. This is outrageous!”
Thousands of Golden Core cultivators awoke, standing like countless stars before the highest peak of the Demon Court.
The Demon King was an enormous serpent, tens of thousands of feet long.
Its movement caused the entire Demon Court to tremble.
“I will swallow him whole!”
The serpent roared in fury.
The Thousand-Eyed Demon Lord was its only son.
He was also the next heir to the Demon Court.
The Demon King had sent the Thousand-Eyed Demon Lord to Canxing in search of ancestral blood, grooming him as his successor.
But now... the soul lamp of the Thousand-Eyed Demon Lord had been extinguished!
How could the Demon King not be enraged?
The Thousand-Eyed Demon Lord wasn’t just his son; he had also been favored by a powerful figure from the upper realm, taken as a registered disciple.
The plan was for his son to ascend to the upper realm one day and become a disciple of this powerful being.
Through this connection, the Demon King hoped to climb the ranks of power.
But now, his son was dead!
How could he not be furious?
“Daring to ruin my plans! I will swallow him alive!” the serpent roared in anger.
At that moment, the sky of the Myriad Demon Realm suddenly turned blood-red.
A vast, boundless voice boomed from above: “Who dares to say they’ll swallow me?”
Inside the Demon Court, thousands of Golden Core cultivators instinctively raised their heads to the sky.
The colossal Demon King also looked up.
What they saw was a sea of blood-red.
The serpent’s pupils shrank.
Because it realized that the blood-red it was seeing was merely the tip of an enormous entity.
“Oh, so it’s just a little insect with grand ambitions, thinking it can eat me.”
The colossal being spoke, its voice calm.
At that moment, the Demon King was overcome with fear.
Since the day it was born, it had never encountered such a scene, nor had it ever heard of such a thing.
It wasn’t even sure if the terrifying being was speaking to it.
“Lord...”
The Demon King swallowed hard and prostrated itself on the ground.
A being this powerful, this massive—whose full form could not even be seen—could only be met with complete submission.
All of the thousands of Golden Core cultivators knelt like ants.
But as the Demon King, it mustered the courage to speak to this “unfathomable” entity.
“Lord, I do not know what brings you to the Myriad Demon Realm.”
“There was a Thousand-Eyed Demon Lord who dared to invade Gongxing through Canxing, intending to execute the most poisonous scheme across the heavens—canceling the Martial Arts Tournament and targeting me.
I accidentally killed him, so I came here to see who the mastermind was, so malicious as to plot the cancellation of the Martial Arts Tournament!” Qi Yuan spoke with reason.
Even when faced with a mere insect, he showed patience.
This time, he focused intently on listening to the voices of the world’s beings.
The Demon King’s heart skipped a beat when it heard this.
This... being killed my son?
It was terrified to its core.
Especially since it had just spoken of swallowing the killer alive.
How could it possibly swallow him?
Lying prostrate on the ground, its mind raced. It spoke with difficulty: “We in the Demon Court gave no orders to cancel the Martial Arts Tournament.”
“So, you’re saying there’s no mastermind, and it was all in my head?” Qi Yuan replied, clearly dissatisfied.
He had always been cautious.
When he killed, he liked to wipe out entire families and eliminate any potential roots.
“No!” Suddenly, the Demon King had a realization.
This terrifying existence had been schemed against.
Could it be... the upper realm figure, his son’s master?
But... was his son’s master really this powerful?
The Demon King had no way of understanding the Yin God realm.
It had no idea how powerful such a being could be.
“Lord, please wait! I understand now!” the Demon King hurriedly replied. “It must have been the scheme of the Thousand-Eyed Demon Lord’s master! I will lure him down from the upper realm immediately!”
The Demon King had no desire to die in vain.
Better to let the two of them clash.
Surely... the upper realm figure could win, right?
“I’ll give you one hundred breaths to bring him down,” Qi Yuan said softly.
“As you command!” The Demon King kept its head low as it flew to the Celestial Platform.
It lit a stick of incense.
“Ancestral Master, my son was ruthlessly slain by a powerful enemy. I believe this enemy is targeting you. Please descend from the upper realm and save us!
Be careful, Ancestral Master... this one is... quite large.”
The incense couldn’t carry too much information, so the Demon King couldn’t elaborate further.
In the upper realm, an old man opened his eyes.
“Someone from the lower realm dares to scheme against me?”
“Hmph, large, you say? How large? I’d like to see for myself!”