Entry: I Secretly Cultivate Immortality in the Martial Arts World

The Eagle Demon’s Soul was Flying Away and Spirit Scattering in fear as he stammered: “K-King, spare my life! The brothers on guard in the Western Wasteland thought... thought the brat couldn’t have gone far and wanted to capture him back to make up for their mistake...”

“And the result?”

“The result is that the brat went all the way east and escaped to the Eastern Continent.”

“The brothers chased him to the border of the Eastern Continent, and the brat’s aura suddenly vanished; they couldn’t find him at all.”

“They... they searched in the Eastern Continent for three years and really couldn’t find him. Only then did they... did they dare to report to the King...”

After hearing this, the Bull Demon King opened his huge mouth and swallowed the Eagle Demon in one gulp.

Crunch, crunch.

The sound of chewing echoed through the mountains.

The Yao Race and humans at the foot of the mountain felt a chill run through their bodies as they watched.

The Bull Demon King swallowed the Eagle Demon and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, but the fury in his eyes had not diminished in the slightest.

Escaped?

That brat named Ye Chen—he had kept him for a great purpose.

Ye Chen had a connection with that exquisite Nine-Tailed Snow Fox, so he had planned to use Ye Chen as bait to lure the snow fox out.

Now that the bait had run away, where was he supposed to find that exquisite fox?

What infuriated him even more was this bunch of useless trash under his command.

A mere Void Refining Realm brat, locked in a cavern for so long, and he actually managed to escape?

It would be one thing to escape, but to hide it and not report it, delaying for so many years before telling him?

A fierce light flickered in the Bull Demon King’s eyes.

When he returned, those little demons in the Immortal Cave would all be eaten.

Disobedient things are useless to keep.

As soon as this thought arose, the demons at the foot of the mountain seemed to sense it; one by one, they lowered their heads, as quiet as cicadas in winter.

This Bull Demon King actually had no talent for governing subordinates.

He relied purely on powerful strength.

A Tribulation Crossing Realm Physical Body and unreasonable Divine Abilities allowed him to crush the vast majority of powerhouses in the Spirit Realm.

Those little demons followed him less out of submission and more out of fear.

Fear taken to the extreme looked exactly like this.

When he was angry, they were afraid.

Even if he ate demons, they didn’t dare to run.

The Bull Demon King paced a few steps on the mountainside, muttering to himself: “Eastern Continent...”

He remembered that he had captured a few demonic Cultivators in the Southern Border before and had heard them mention it during interrogation.

The Eastern Continent side was very uncanny.

As for how uncanny it was, those demonic Cultivators couldn’t say for sure.

They only knew that their cult leader, the Myriad Tribulations Demon Lord, had once strictly ordered that members of the demonic cult were not to actively intrude into the territory of the Eastern Continent.

Not allowed to actively intrude?

The Bull Demon King narrowed his eyes.

Could it be that some old monster is hidden in the Eastern Continent?

He then gave a cold laugh.

So what if there’s an old monster?

In this Spirit Realm, the highest cultivation level is the Tribulation Crossing Peak.

Once one reaches the Human Immortal Realm, they will be forcibly drawn by the rules of heaven and earth to undergo Ascension to the Immortal Realm.

Unless that person has heaven-defying means to suppress their strength and remain in the Spirit Realm by force.

But even if they suppress their strength, their cultivation would still be at the level of the Tribulation Crossing Peak.

And he, the Bull Demon King, feared the Tribulation Crossing Peak the least.

His Physical Body, his Divine Abilities, and his brute force were enough for him to fight above his level and remain invincible among his peers.

Even if an old monster were truly squatting in the Eastern Continent, he would not be afraid in the slightest.

The Bull Demon King looked up toward the distance, in the direction of the Eastern Continent.

“After I finish with the Southern Border...”

“Old Bull here will go to the Eastern Continent to have a look.”

He muttered to himself, his mouth curling into a grin that revealed a set of grim white teeth.

The Bull Demon King withdrew his gaze and sat back down on the mountainside.

No rush.