96: Chapter 96 The Tragic Young Master's Nobleman 18

The position of Demon Lord in the Demon Realm had changed once again, and a massive army had already been assembled, preparing to launch an attack on the Human Realm. Meanwhile, the previous Demon Lord, Mo Yun, had gone missing without a trace, like a stone sinking into the sea.

This news reached the Human Realm and immediately caused an uproar. Mo Yun's strength was already unfathomable, and now, with an even more powerful and ambitious Demon Lord, the Human Realm would likely struggle to find peace.

Upon hearing this news, the high-ranking members of several major Sects quickly gathered at the Yunxiao Sect to discuss strategies for dealing with this Demon Race invasion.

At this moment, inside the main hall of the Yunxiao Sect, the Sect Masters and Grand Elders of several major Sects were seated on either side, while Master Mingyu sat in the seat of honor at the head.

An Elder with white hair and beard spoke with a face full of worry.

"Master Mingyu, we must formulate a comprehensive defense plan as soon as possible; the footsteps of the Demon Race are drawing ever closer!"

In the first seat on the right, the Sect Master of the Ming Sect, dressed in purple robes, also spoke slowly.

"Given that the overall strength of the Human Realm is inferior to that of the Demon Realm, at this moment, our major Sects must unite as one to overcome these difficult times; we absolutely cannot allow the Demon Race to defeat us one by one."

In a seat on the left, the Palace Revered Master of the Flower Palace, dressed in a white gauze skirt, wore a slightly grave expression as she took up the thread of conversation to continue.

"We cannot simply defend passively. We could also organize elite forces to launch surprise attacks on the Demon Race, to see if we can disrupt their offensive deployment, hinder their smooth advance, and buy ourselves more buffer time."

Hearing the words of the three, several Sect Masters and Elders nodded one after another, expressing their agreement.

Sect Master Ning of the Buddha Sect pondered for a long time before speaking slowly.

"Master Mingyu, perhaps we should invite your Sect's Young Master to the main hall. Otherwise, even if we can temporarily withstand the massive offensive of the Demon Race, none of us here will likely be able to hold our own against the new Demon Lord, whose cultivation and strength are even more unfathomable."

As soon as these words were spoken, the main hall fell into a silence so profound one could hear a pin drop, and a cloud of gloom and misery appeared on everyone's faces.

Although they did not want to admit it in their hearts, everyone knew that what the Sect Master of the Buddha Sect said was true.

In the past, the Heavenly Demon Loose Practitioner had required Master Mingyu to withstand him, and the later Mo Yun was even more formidable. They had once worried about this, but fortunately, several years had passed, and the Demon Race had not only made no moves but had also restrained themselves significantly, which had allowed them to feel a little more at ease.

Now, with this new Demon Lord, they would likely have to rely on Lu Zhan, the Young Master of the Yunxiao Sect. If even he was not a match for the opponent, the Human Realm would likely be in danger.

Master Mingyu's expression appeared exceptionally grave, and he spoke in a steady and powerful voice.

"I am already aware of the matter Sect Master Ning mentioned, and I will send a message for A-Zhan to come over right now."

After speaking, he waved his hand, and the message talisman vanished into the Void Realm.

Then, he scanned everyone with a firm gaze, his brows revealing a deep sense of responsibility for the Human Realm, and he continued.

"This time, the Demon Race is coming aggressively, and the Human Realm will likely find it hard to escape. But regardless, for the sake of the Human Realm, we must fight to the end; we will never submit to the Demon Race. Better to be shattered jade than an intact tile!"

As his words fell, the various Sect Masters and Elders expressed their stance one after another, their eyes filled with a determination and resolve to face death without fear.

...

Inside Linhua Hall, Lu Zhan was sitting upright at his desk, occasionally frowning in thought, and occasionally having a moment of sudden enlightenment.

He kept writing and drawing on paper; this was the sword technique he had most recently researched and created, though it still had some shortcomings.

A message talisman appeared out of thin air. Lu Zhan's face was cold and stern, with no ripples of emotion, and he tapped his finger lightly on the talisman.

"A-Zhan, come to the main hall immediately; Revered Master has urgent business with you."

A trace of doubt flashed in Lu Zhan's eyes, but he did not think much about it. He put down the paper and pen in his hand, and his figure instantly vanished from Linhua Hall.

Not long after, Lu Zhan appeared in the main hall. Every Elder from the major Sects stood up to greet him; even though he was only a Junior, his strength deserved their solemn respect.

After returning their greetings one by one, Lu Zhan sat down beside Master Mingyu and spoke in a slow voice.

"Revered Master, you said you had urgent business with me; what is it about?"

Master Mingyu took a deep breath, his expression extremely serious. He looked at Lu Zhan with a grave gaze and slowly recounted everything to him in detail.

"Revered Master, Mo Yun has been stripped of the Demon Lord position, and his life or death is unknown, and his whereabouts are missing—is this true?"

Lu Zhan's voice trembled slightly, and his fingers trembled involuntarily. His heart felt as if it were being tightly gripped by an invisible hand, and his eyes were filled with shock and anxiety, as well as a trace of imperceptible fear.

Master Mingyu knew his beloved disciple too well. With just a slight glance, he noticed Lu Zhan's loss of composure. A flash of heartache crossed his eyes, his brows furrowed slightly, and he sighed softly.

"The news that was sent back is indeed so."

His tone was very calm, but the way Master Mingyu looked at Lu Zhan carried a reassuring meaning, hinting that there were still people from the major Sects around.

Lu Zhan tried his best to make his expression look normal, but inside, his heart was churning constantly.

With Mo Yun's strength, plus the fact that he had so many trusted subordinates, how could he have easily had his Demon Lord position taken away? Could it be because of the things he had said back then?

Thinking of this, Lu Zhan's emotions were nearly out of control. Had he been too heartless at that time? Had he acted too ruthlessly? Was he wrong? The pain that had been buried in his heart for a long time churned up once again.

"Revered Master, I know about the matter now. I will make a trip to the Demon Realm personally. Since this great war was caused by the new Demon Lord, then I will simply kill him with one sword strike."

Lu Zhan's face was cold and frozen, his eyes revealing determination and resolve, and his voice was also as cold as frost, with an unquestionable Aura radiating from his entire body.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the main hall looked at Lu Zhan in shock, and Master Mingyu directly spoke out in opposition.

"This must absolutely not happen. For you to enter the Demon Realm alone is already too dangerous, and to kill a Demon Lord with unfathomable cultivation makes it even more of a nine-deaths-and-one-life situation. A-Zhan, you had best abandon this thought."

Master Mingyu's voice carried urgency and worry; his brows were tightly locked, and his face was full of concern.

"That's right, Young Master, you must not be so impulsive; everything must be considered carefully."

"Young Master, if you were to perish in the Demon Realm, there would be no one left in the Human Realm who could withstand the new Demon Lord in the slightest. We beg you to think twice, Young Master."

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The Sect Masters and Elders of the major Sects also spoke up one after another to stop him.