I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

In the Southern Song era, at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain, at the mouth of River Guan.

Li An’an and Chu Weiwei descended from the sky.

Old Mother of Mount Li , who had been waiting here for a long time, immediately came out to welcome them.

“Ladies, I’ve already arranged everything here!” The Old Mother, who was holding a dragon-headed staff, said with a kind expression.

“Thank you!” Li An’an and Chu Weiwei felt their hair stand on end.

That was because they had clearly not said anything.

They had not even communicated with this old mother.

She had only vaguely said ‘Qingcheng Mountain’.

How did she know that?

The Old Mother seemed to have seen through their thoughts and chuckled. “Don’t worried.”

“My teacher knows the origins of the two ladies and specially sent down a treasure to calculate the Karma for me and conceal the Heavenly Secrets!”

“What?” Li Anan gulped.

An existence that could become the teacher of Immortals and deities, what kind of mighty figure was that?

That mighty figure hadn’t even met them before, yet he could easily deduce their choices?

And he even knew their origins?

Li An’an felt a chill run down her spine.

“You two really don’t have to worry!” The Old Mother chuckled. “My teacher, the two ladies should have heard of it as well…”

“May I ask who your teacher is?” Chu Weiwei asked.

The Old Mother cupped her hands towards the nine heavens. “My teacher is the myriad spirits sect, the human race’s Holy Mother, the Lord of the Imperial Palace of Taisu…”

“There should be traces of her legend and Legacy in the world where you come from!”

The two women were both terrified.

“Lady Snails?” Li An’an asked tentatively.

“Yes!” The Old mother lowered her head slightly.

Instantly, the two women were stunned.

The legend of Nuwa creating a human and mending the heavens was extremely familiar.

Even the Federal Empire had held many grand official ceremonies for this creator.

…

In the underground ruins, Yang Jian’s divine eyes gradually faded away.

He could no longer use this divine ability, but that wasn’t important.

“There must be an opportunity in this world!”

The potential of the primeval world had long been exhausted.

A Heavenly Dao saint and six Golden Immortals of the chaos origin realm had already occupied all the resources at the top of the primeval world.

Although the Dao ancestor’s purple clouds palace had set the position of seven saints during his sermon.

In reality, the primordial world could only produce six saints at most.

The reason was very simple.

Everything had to be left with a surplus.

This was true for individuals, families, countries, and even the heaven and earth!

The act of not leaving a surplus was risky!

In fact, as the primeval world evolved, the number of cultivators in the world increased.

The vitality of the world began to be depleted.

After experiencing the losses of the previous calamities, the world was already overwhelmed!

Therefore, millions of years ago, the Dao ancestor had already forbidden saints from descending to the mortal world at will.

The saints also restricted their disciples.

By now, the primeval world had already become a place where the saints and Golden Immortals have disappeared.

Yang Jian had once heard his teacher, Yu Ding, say that the current calamity of Heaven and Earth could only be resolved with the blood of saints.

That was why saints did not appear.

Undoubtedly, the six saints were all searching for a way to transcend.

As long as they transcended, they would naturally be able to resolve the calamity and give peace to heaven and earth.

That was why there was a prophecy: If the saints did not die, there would be more thieves!

And there was no doubt about it.

There was a key in this world.

Just now, Yang Jian used his divine eyes to look around.

What he knew and saw were all different from the world he used to travel to.

If the primeval world was an independent river.

And the other projection worlds were the tributaries of this river.

Then, this world was where the main river of the primeval river intersected with another, or even several different rivers.

Legends intersected here, and the mythical grade was revealed here.

And if the fish and turtles in the river could find an opportunity, they might be able to migrate from the primal Chaos River to another river.

They might even leap into the sea and open up the world.

They might even lead a different life from then on!

Yang Jian could not help but feel a surge of emotions.

Suddenly, on a whim, he lowered his head and saw the figures of the two women in front of his idol gradually solidifying.

Faintly, he could see that behind each of them was a shadow that looked neither like a snake nor a dragon.

And as the shadow behind them gradually solidified, a new shadow appeared in this scene. It was an old woman with white hair, a hunched back, and a kind-looking face.

Yang Jian’s eyebrows fluttered.

“What’s happening?” he muttered to himself.

Those above the Golden Immortal realm were already capable of myriad transformations and endless incarnations.

However, no matter how they transformed, no matter how many avatars they had.

The Dao charm that came from the root could not be faked.

Yang Jian was extremely familiar with the Dao charm on this old woman.

It was none other than the virgin who had managed to escape from the godhood tribulation all those years ago.

However, at that moment, the thread of karma that bound this old woman was

Upon thinking about this, Yang Jian swallowed his saliva.

In his eyes, he only saw a divine map embroidered with the mountains and rivers of heaven and earth that was hidden behind the old woman.

There was no doubt about it!

The current virgin mother was someone from Snail Palace!

“The saint’s scheme is so terrifying!” Yang Jian hurriedly retracted his spiritual sense and began to play dead.

He knew that he was just trying to cover his ears and steal the bell.

Since the mountain river map was present, even if snail emperor did not personally send a telepathic thought here, he would at least be watching from afar.

However, Yang Jian knew very well that if he was not even willing to cover his ears and steal the bell, he was not giving the Snail Emperor face.

In that case, he should not blame snail emperor for giving him a shot across an infinite space-time.

However, wasn’t snail emperor already sleeping in Snail Emperor’s palace, racking her brains to think of a way to earn a chance for the demon race?

Why did she have the time to interfere with the mortal world?

At that moment, thousands of thoughts flashed through her mind.

Gradually, the phantom images materialized in the ruins .

The hunchbacked old woman then appeared before him.

Yang Jian was dumbfounded.

“How is that possible?”

“Isn’t there a rule in this world that no living gods are allowed to enter?”

…

The Old Mother of Mount Li slowly looked at the things in front of her.

At the same time, some strange lights shone in front of her.

She gently stretched out her hand and felt the psionic power of this world.

It was very, very weak.

She estimated that she could only use her full strength once in this world. Then, she would exhaust all the immortal power of this clone and fall into a deep sleep.

But…

That was not important!

What was important was that she was here.

She had completed half of the mission and mission that the emperor had given her!

She raised her head and looked at the two women who were gradually waking up. She cupped her fists and said, “Thank you for your help, Ladies!”

“Please, quickly bring me to meet the officials of this world!”

This was a major matter that concerned the future of the demi-human race!

Therefore, they had to discuss it as soon as possible.

Li An’an and Chu Weiwei stood up and nodded. “Alright!”

“It just so happens that our commander-in-chief is on Qingcheng Mountain not far from here!”

Yang Jian was dumbfounded when he heard that.

This was the first time he had encountered a disciple of the sage discussing the secrets of both parties without any scruples.