Journey to the Kingdom of Monsters

The next day.

Gu Qingfeng left the Dark Realm and embarked on his journey to the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom.

Summoning a cloud, he soared through the skies, recalling the great battle from the previous day. A faint smile crept onto his lips.

Then, he pulled out a secret manual from his robes.

On its cover were five bold characters: [Imperial Supreme World-Shaking Fist].

This martial arts manual was a gift from Shang Xinyan.

Since Gu Qingfeng had mentioned preparing a surprise gift for her—effectively reminding this emotionally clueless girl—she had reciprocated with a gift of her own.

The Imperial Supreme World-Shaking Fist!

This technique surpassed even Heaven-grade martial arts, as it originated from the Upper Realm, transmitted down by Shang Xinyan’s father.

The journey was rather dull, so Gu Qingfeng sat atop the cloud and began studying the manual.

Several hours later, he had fully comprehended and memorized its contents. Closing the manual, his face lit up with excitement.

This technique was simply perfect for him.

His greatest advantage was his indestructible physique—the Unperishable Devil Dragon Body!

And the Imperial Supreme World-Shaking Fist revolved around one principle: explosive power!

An instantaneous burst of strength, multiple times greater than one’s own, akin to a nuclear detonation, shaking the world—this was the essence of "world-shaking."

Of course, such explosive power wasn’t limitless. The greater the force unleashed, the more damage the user would sustain—much like how overexertion could lead to muscle strain.

But wasn’t this just perfect?

The Unperishable Devil Dragon Body allowed for instantaneous regeneration even if only a single cell remained, making it the ideal counterpart to the devastating yet self-damaging Imperial Supreme World-Shaking Fist!

Moreover, if he used this technique against demons, couldn’t the injuries inflicted on himself also be blamed on them?

Gu Qingfeng shared this idea with the system, only to receive the same response as always:

"This system is named the ‘Grow Stronger When Attacked by Demons’ system. Please figure it out yourself."

He had long since deciphered the system’s patterns. If it responded like this, it meant the idea wouldn’t work. Otherwise, it would’ve simply agreed.

Upon reflection, it made sense—how could injuries caused by his own excessive power be blamed on demons?

Still, the Imperial Supreme World-Shaking Fist was already formidable enough, and Gu Qingfeng was more than satisfied.

For the rest of the journey, he alternated between practicing the technique and traveling, with plenty of "helpful" demons along the way offering directions.

Two days later.

Gu Qingfeng finally arrived at the Boundary Mountain. Beyond it lay the territory of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom.

Seeing the mountain, he finally understood why it was called the Boundary Mountain—because it was ridiculously tall!

Towering into the clouds, piercing the heavens, it starkly divided the human realm from the demon realm.

Gu Qingfeng suspected its true purpose wasn’t separation, but imprisonment.

The mountain’s unnatural height suggested it might have been constructed by the Holy Clan as a "sheep pen" when they descended to the lower realm.

Of course, while the mountain was daunting to others, it posed no obstacle to a divine realm expert capable of cloud-riding. It merely required a bit more effort.

Soon, Gu Qingfeng ascended the mountain. As he neared the summit, his powerful divine sense detected several squads of demons stationed there.

Their strength was unremarkable—mostly at the Dragon Transformation and Grandmaster realms, with no divine realm demons among them.

Just as Gu Qingfeng prepared to force his way through, he suddenly paused.

On second thought, fighting his way from the Boundary Mountain all the way to the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom’s capital seemed impractical. First, it would take too long. Second, the commotion might alert the kingdom’s higher-ups, who could flee if they realized they were no match for him.

Gu Qingfeng wasn’t afraid of demons fighting back—he was afraid of them running. The memory of chasing Demon Pu still haunted him.

The best approach would be to infiltrate quietly, reach the capital, and capture the leader first—adopting a "besiege the capital to conquer the cities" strategy.

Low-ranking demons wouldn’t know how to contact the Holy Clan, but the Ten Thousand Demon King certainly would.

The question was: how to sneak into the capital?

Infiltration itself was simple. With his current strength and the Phantom Spirit Mask, disguising as a demon wouldn’t be hard. The real challenge was not knowing the way.

Once inside the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom, he’d have to gather information—a tedious process. It’d be perfect if he could find a guide.

Speaking of which… where was Demon Pu?

The memory of chasing Demon Pu had just resurfaced, along with the demon himself.

Gu Qingfeng vaguely recalled that the Soul-Tracking Art marked Demon Pu’s location somewhere in the Far West—and wasn’t the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom just beyond the Boundary Mountain in that direction?

Had that bastard fled there to escape him?

Acting on this hunch, Gu Qingfeng activated the Soul-Tracking Art to locate Demon Pu. To his surprise, the little rat was indeed in the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom!

Turns out Demon Pu was smarter than he looked. In the Qing Realm, the safest place for a demon was undoubtedly the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom—the demon stronghold, backed by the Holy Clan from the Upper Realm. His escape there made perfect sense.

"Heh heh heh… Time to catch up with an old friend." Gu Qingfeng’s lips curled into a sinister grin.

His form shifted, transforming into a cold, aristocratic young man clad in black robes, with jet-black hair like satin. Half his face was covered in fine, dark dragon scales.

Since he was most familiar with the aura of flood dragons and true dragons, Gu Qingfeng chose to disguise himself as a member of the Flood Dragon Clan.

As for why he didn’t pose as a true dragon? Because such mighty beings didn’t exist in the Qing Realm—they were exclusive to the Upper Realm.

"Shallow waters cannot breed true dragons."

With his disguise complete, Gu Qingfeng slipped past the demon sentries undetected. None of the patrolling demons noticed his presence.

Given his current strength—comparable to two divine realm peak experts—evading a group of Dragon Transformation and Grandmaster-level demons was child’s play.

Beyond the sentries, the Boundary Mountain had one last barrier: a sealing formation. But with his All-Seeing Eyes, he ignored it entirely.

Upon entering the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom’s domain, Gu Qingfeng took a deep breath, savoring the vastly different atmosphere. A look of bliss crossed his face.

"Such dense demonic energy… How many demons must there be?! Heh heh heh… I’ve arrived in paradise!"

Before his words faded, his figure vanished into the night, using Shadow Step.

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Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom, Capital. Northwest District, a mansion.

Demon Pu was immersed in cultivation, consolidating his divine realm strength.

Moments later, he opened his eyes, brimming with joy.

"Now that my cultivation is fully stabilized, I’m a genuine divine realm expert! Hahaha! Truly, misfortune turns to blessing!"

Demon Pu laughed heartily. At this moment, all the suffering he’d endured felt worth it.

For two hundred years, he’d lived as Blood Demon’s lackey, enduring endless humiliation—only to eventually seize all of Blood Demon’s fortune, skyrocketing to the peak of Dragon Transformation, just a step away from the divine realm!

Then, he encountered Gu Qingfeng, the Devil Incarnate, who chased him like a dog, driving him to the brink of despair. Yet once again, fortune favored him, and he escaped.

To evade pursuit, he fled to the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom by sheer chance—only to discover it wasn’t as weak as he’d imagined. Countless divine realm demons resided here, backed by the mighty Holy Clan of the Upper Realm.

Upon uncovering the world's hidden truths, he couldn't help but marvel—how fortunate it was to be born a demon.

With his status as a rare celestial anomaly, he won the favor of the kingdom's ruler, who bestowed upon him the divine method to ascend to the God Realm. In one swift step, he soared to the heavens!

Truly, a demon's life was one of hardship turned sweet—bitterness first, then bliss.