Chapter 1203: Chapter 732: One Person’s Deeds, One Person’s Responsibility

Divine Dynasty, Jianyang Prefecture.

In front of the mansion that had long been desolate, a figure finally arrived once more.

Monk Zhi Kong pushed open the door, rather surprised: “Officer Shen has returned.”

After parting in Southern Sumeru, he had returned first to the Jianyang Shen Mansion. If anyone came looking for General Nanyang, they wouldn’t find themselves in a situation like before, where there wasn’t even a single person to talk to.

However, even he, upon learning of the Bodhi Sect’s plans, was equally full of worry.

Now, seeing this familiar black robe again, he finally let out a sigh of relief.

“How is the situation?”

“…”

Shen Yi walked slowly into the mansion, gently shaking his head.

Seeing this, the smile on Monk Zhi Kong’s face gradually faded. You must know, whether Officer Shen went to Southern Sumeru or rushed to the Eight Extremes Valley, what he encountered were all figures like the Bodhisattva Immortal Venerables, the dangers of which needed no mention. Yet, he had always remained collected and calm, and it was rare to see him as grave as he was now.

“Is there no hope left?”

Monk Zhi Kong forced a slight smile.

In fact, anyone with a slight understanding of the cultivation world, upon knowing that the Three Religions intended to act against the Divine Dynasty, should be aware that the outcome was unlikely to change.

The Three Religions, which aligned with the Immortal Court, their intentions might as well be considered the will of heaven.

The will of heaven cannot be defied.

“It’s not that hopeless.”

Shen Yi entered the courtyard, letting out a breath of impure air.

This journey to the Seven Saint Marsh revealed what kind of grand preparations the Great Sects had made to break through the Southern Continent.

A Third Grade Expert possessed the power to stir the world.

Previously, when a Seventeen Treasures Bodhisattva openly visited He Mountain, even with the collaboration of experts from the Southern Continent Demon Hunting Bureau and the suppression induced by summoning the Emperor’s Aura, they couldn’t restrain him. The Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva personally visited West Mountain Prefecture, heavily injuring General Yan Lanting, and then effortlessly retreated.

Shenxu Ancestor also possessed the silent power to slip into the Divine Dynasty and assassinate this newly appointed General of Southern Defense.

Of course, there are also differences among Third Grade practitioners, not just any Demon Venerable possesses the abilities of those Bodhisattva Immortal Venerables… but the problem is that, in the absence of a comparable level to contend with, the damage they can inflict on the Divine Dynasty’s prefectures is essentially the same.

Whether they are newly initiated into the Third Grade or have undergone several transformations, ordinary cultivators and spirits are like mere ants before them.

According to the original plan of the Bodhi Sect,

they had prepared as many as eight formidable Great Demons like these!

Among them, there was even an existence like the Southern Emperor, who had nearly reached the Ninety-nine Changes.

Under this kind of offensive, the Town Stone defenses Shen Yi had previously set in the Great Nan Continent were rendered useless. Not to mention stopping them, they couldn’t even sense the arrival of these Demon Venerables.

But this journey wasn’t in vain.

At the very least, they successfully sent in two spies.

“…”

Shen Yi tightened his fist slightly; having the information was just the first step. Even if he knew the demon race’s attack plan like the back of his hand, ultimately, it needed to be resolved with might.

He closed his eyes, and the image of that monstrous blue flesh mountain appeared in his mind.

Though Shen Yi looked down on the Southern Emperor upon leaving, it was because he knew in his heart that an old demon who had survived so long was not one to turn against the Bodhi Sect due to mere pride.

The other feared the Bodhi Sect, feared the Great Freedom Bodhisattva in Southern Sumeru, and those lofty True Buddhas, not himself, the Dragon Subduing and Tiger Suppressing Bodhisattva.

Without the title of Bodhisattva, even if Shen Yi racked his brains, he couldn’t think of a way to deal with this Great Demon.

“No wonder…”

Shen Yi opened his eyes.

The Bodhi Sect dared to act against the True God, certain that this plan would successfully breach the Great Nan Continent.

If that’s the case, then seeking reinforcements from the Imperial Capital would likely be a futile dream; the situation in other continents of the Divine Dynasty is probably even worse.

“Has anyone visited here during this period?” Shen Yi turned back to look at Master Zhi Kong.

“General Yan Lan came, but he didn’t inquire about Officer Shen’s situation; he merely mentioned that the situation in the Great Nan Continent is still stable, and that you shouldn’t worry.”

Monk Zhi Kong let out a wry smile. If he hadn’t followed Officer Shen and seen so many behind-the-scenes affairs, even he would have thought things were progressing positively.

After all, the Divine Dynasty had just issued a Demon Slaying Order, and all the Demon Slayer Bureau officers had seen their powers multiply, while the demons and monsters had suffered consecutive setbacks, remaining quiet for a long time.

“Please help me deliver this letter to Elder Yan.”

Shen Yi withdrew a prepared secret letter from his finger ring and handed it over, whispering softly into Zhi Kong’s ear.

Regardless, it’s always right to have everyone prepared in advance.

“I understand.”

Monk Zhi Kong carefully placed the secret letter into his bosom and then turned and left the Shen Mansion without delay.

He had wandered this world for many years, and all of his cultivation came from the common folk. He couldn’t comprehend how fellow disciples, also relying on the cultivation of the Divine Dynasty, could harden their hearts to use the lives of these innocents to forge their so-called path to the Great Dao.

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Songfeng Prefecture.

Yang Mingli sat high on his seat, attentively reading over the various reports delivered by his subordinates.

Feng Xi and Yan Lanting sat on either side, though the old man still pretended to nap with eyes closed, at least he refrained from voicing any grievances.

For a moment, the Southern Continent Demon Hunting Bureau seemed to have returned to its once harmonious state.

“Phew.”

After a long pause, Yang Mingli rubbed his eyes, and a rare smile appeared on his otherwise somber face.

The reports filling the table were all good news; not only were there no demon calamities, but even related signs had vanished, as if the three Great Demons, along with the original demons of the Divine Dynasty, had all disappeared together.