Asura Mad Emperor-Chapter 372 Ripples Blue-Eyed Tiger

"This lowly one did not know the master had arrived, and has committed many offenses, please forgive me, Master!"

The stripy green-eyed tiger lay prostrate on the ground, its entire body trembling violently, as it spoke with a quivering voice.

Although the Red Luan was not pleased that Qinchuan had not driven away the simple-minded magical beast earlier, it felt an indescribable satisfaction seeing its arch-enemy being so servile and submissive.

Even though it knew that the beast feared not her, but Qinchuan, at this moment he was her master, and the beast’s fear of Qinchuan could be seen as indirectly fearing her. She held her head high and chest out, full of arrogant charm.

"Rise," said Qinchuan, standing on the back of the Red Luan, not wanting to trouble the creature any further. His words were calm and even, like flowing water, "Are you the only one left in the Heavenly Demon Forest now? Where are the old dragons and the others?"

Qinchuan knew how powerful the Red Luan’s aura was, and its strength was not to be underestimated. Even without Qinchuan’s intervention, it would have only been a matter of time before the Red Luan suppressed the stripy green-eyed tiger with its own power.

The Heavenly Demon Forest was considered a home and forbidden territory by many magical beasts, guarded against other races and beast clans entering.

If the invasion of a fierce beast as domineering as the Red Luan had been noticed in the past, it would not have been just a magical beast of the stripy green-eyed tiger’s level coming to drive it away; at the very least, a being of the Demon Lord’s level would have been alerted.

This was why he asked the question.

"To answer the master, of the original twelve guardian magical beasts of the forest, indeed only I remain," said the tiger.

"Twelve top magical beasts, among them four Demon Emperors, seven Great Devils, and even the weakest of you is an Eighth Rank Divine Level beast, how come only you are left?"

Qinchuan’s brows furrowed slightly, and a burst of sharp light erupted in his eyes. His blazing divine gaze penetrated the dense demonic beings, reaching directly to the center of the Heavenly Demon Forest, as if to see through what exactly had happened there.

Demon Emperor and Demon Lord are but titles denoting levels. Demon Lord is equivalent to the Quasi-Emperor strength of the human race, and Demon Emperor possesses the standard to contend with human race Great Emperors.

How is it that a forest guarded by four Great Emperors, seven Great Quasi-Emperors, is now down to just the weakest green-eyed tiger?

Earlier, when the Red Luan appeared and released its fierce beast aura, it took a long while before the Heavenly Demon Forest responded. Qinchuan had already guessed some misfortune had befallen the forest, but upon receiving a confirmed answer, he couldn’t help but curiously ask.

"Thanks to the Master’s guidance, the old dragon, the green ox, the sky-blue giant python, the nine-tailed fox—these four Demon Emperor lords have all broken through fate and proceeded to the Divine Realm," replied the tiger.

Qinchuan moved slightly, instantly understanding. These four Demon Emperors had already reached Perfection in the Divine Wilderness Continent, and it was only a matter of time before they would break through fate and ascend to the Divine Realm. But still, there were seven Great Devils left, weren’t there?

It seemed as if the tiger saw through the doubts in Qinchuan’s heart and continued, "Apart from these four Demon Emperor lords, the remaining seven Great Devil lords all perished in a great battle!"

"Perished?!"

Qinchuan’s heart skipped a beat. Suddenly recalling the fallen Demon Emperors and Demon Lord in the depths of the Great Wilderness, an idea surfaced, and he asked, "Was it the work of the Netherworld Hall?"

The stripy green-eyed tiger was taken aback, a look of bewilderment flashing in its large tiger eyes.

"Netherworld Hall? Weren’t they already annihilated by our master?"

The stream-patterned green-eyed tiger and the other twelve Great Devil Beasts were entities from the near-ancient period. Having followed Qinchuan for a long time, they naturally had heard of the infamous name of Netherworld Hall and couldn’t help but inquire.

"It wasn’t done by Netherworld Hall?"

A trace of surprise surfaced in Qinchuan’s heart. If the ones responsible were people from Netherworld Hall, the stream-patterned green-eyed tiger would certainly recognize them. But since he’d put it this way, it was clear that those who had slain the seven Demon Lords were not from Netherworld Hall.

"Who was it then? When did it happen that seven Demon Lords were subdued all at once?"

Qinchuan asked.

"I also do not know who the other party is,"

the green-eyed tiger responded, shaking its colossal tiger head.

"The battle took place five hundred thousand years ago. That year, on a certain day, we were cultivating when we suddenly sensed several robust qi presences breaking into the Heavenly Demon Forest. Most of these people had a Dao Magic aura and a Realm only seen among humans at the Supreme Saint level, but there were a few cultivators at the Quasi-Emperor level, to say the least about ten people in total.

They bore an imposing momentum, charging fiercely straight towards the center of the Heavenly Demon Forest. All seven Demon Lords awoke simultaneously and went to confront them."

"These people were dressed in white robes, with silver masks covering their faces, and from their Dao Magic and qi, one could not determine what force they belonged to.

Besides that, the only distinguishing feature of these mysterious individuals was the Divine Stone of different colors branded on the foreheads of their masks. People of different statuses had different Divine Stones on their masks; those at the Quasi-Emperor level had golden Divine Stones, shining brightly, while the masks of the Supreme Saint experts bore red Divine Stones, like flames."

"White robes, silver masks, with golden and red Divine Stones branded on the forehead part of the mask?" Qinchuan’s brain whirred rapidly, contemplating when such an organization had appeared in this world. However, as hard as he racked his brains, he couldn’t recall ever hearing about this mysterious force.

At this moment, the green-eyed tiger continued speaking as it shook its huge tiger head: "The moment those silver-masked people encountered the seven Demon Lords, they didn’t exchange a single word before coming to blows.

The battle was cataclysmic, with the heavens splintering and the galaxy fracturing, turning the inner ten thousand li of the Heavenly Demon Forest into a flat plain by the immense Vast Divine Power unleashed by both sides. The mountains were sheared, and the rivers flowed backward. In that battle, the fight ranged from the central area of the Heavenly Demon deep forest to the outskirts, with the vast area being affected by the tremendous aftereffects of the fight. Countless demonic beasts in the Heavenly Demon Forest perished, with corpses strewn everywhere. It was truly a human purgatory.

Although outnumbered, with only three Quasi-Emperors on their side, we had seven, and confronting these people should not have been difficult.

However, their tactics were overarching, with Magical Treasures and Divine Skills emerging endlessly, each move and style emitting the rolling intention of the Heavenly Dao, vast and hard to resist. Even though I and the seven Demon Lord masters fought with all our might, we were no match."

"The battle lasted an entire year; our magic power gradually waned, but the mana within the opponents was still long and vast, showing no signs of decline. Seeing the loss was inevitable, the seven Demon Lord masters promptly joined forces to throw me out of the fray and then simultaneously self-destructed.

The self-explosion of the seven Demon Lords was so powerful that it could shake even the towering Divine Peaks; however, after the dust settled, to my horror, I found that the ten-plus people from the other party were completely unharmed, not even the lowest level among them was carried away by the blast!

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Knowing I was no match for those capable of surviving the self-explosion of the seven Great Devils, I immediately fled far away. Fortunately, those people seemed no longer interested in me and did not pursue, allowing me to escape the calamity."

At this point, the green-eyed tiger paused, seemingly recalling something, and then continued, "That’s right, afterward, those people left behind a mysterious altar in the central area of the Heavenly Demon Forest where it still stands intact. Perhaps you, master, might discern some clues." Experience tales at novelbuddy

Qinchuan raised an eyebrow and said, "Lead the way!"