The Toad Saint on the main seat still wasn't enraged.
He didn't even change his posture; he merely let out a soft sigh.
"Sigh..."
As those words left his mouth, a suffocatingly massive mixture of demonic qi and death qi instantly filled the entire hall.
This aura was so powerful that it completely transcended the scope of the second or even third transformation of eerification.
Zen Master Wu Hai bore the brunt of it, feeling as though a great mountain were pressing down on him.
He let out a strange cry and resisted with all his might, activating his Dharma Manifestation to transform into a massive bone Arhat.
But even then, he only lasted an instant before being pinned to the ground, unable to move.
"Pfft—"
Jian Huaishuang let out a muffled groan and was forced to temporarily ascend to the second transformation of eerification. His paper armor shattered, and he dropped to one knee, propping himself up with his greatsword to barely withstand the pressure.
The Toad Saint didn't counterattack, nor did he kill anyone.
He simply used this power to gently lift the Thousand-Tangle Fairy and shield her behind him.
Chen Zhou frowned slightly. His black robes billowed as his Ghost Domain expanded, protecting Piao and the flower demon behind him.
He looked at the Toad Saint, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
'This old toad has such a good temper?'
He had practically written "let's fight" on his face—not only had he killed the other's subordinate, but he also intended to desecrate the corpse and had even ordered his own subordinates to commit violence in front of him.
Yet, this old toad still wouldn't take the bait?
'Is he a tortoise?' Chen Zhou thought to himself.
The Toad Saint's pressure intimidated the entire hall. His countless eyes fixed on Chen Zhou simultaneously, and a meaningful smile appeared on his face.
"Bone Temple Master, do not be impatient."
"This Saint knows you desire the Southern Region."
The Toad Saint's voice was eerily calm. "I can give you the Southern Region."
The entire hall was shocked by these words.
Even Thousand-Tangle forgot her fear, staring at the Toad Saint with wide eyes.
'Is the Exalted Saint crazy? Giving away the Southern Region just like that?'
Chen Zhou narrowed his eyes. "Oh? So generous?"
"Of course."
The Toad Saint said slowly, "As long as you agree to one condition."
"What condition?"
The Toad Saint leaned forward, grinning as he opened his massive maw to reveal a bottomless darkness within.
"I invite your Excellency... inside for a chat."
"What?" Chen Zhou was stunned.
Before the words could fully settle...
The Toad Saint's mountain-like body suddenly inflated like a balloon.
His maw gaped open, growing even larger than his body—like a black hole, it directly enveloped the entire hall.
Gulp—
A loud sound echoed. Everything happened too suddenly for anyone to react.
It was a simple swallow. Chen Zhou, standing in the center of the hall, along with the tables and chairs beside him and even the death qi in the air, was swallowed whole.
The spot where Chen Zhou had been standing instantly became empty.
After swallowing Chen Zhou, the Toad Saint's mountain-like flesh began to rapidly shrink and then liquefy.
Like a lump of kneaded clay.
In just a few breaths, the mountain of flesh forced itself into the small black gu jar that had been brought up earlier.
With a clatter, the lid of the gu jar automatically closed, sealing perfectly.
Dense crimson Sanskrit characters lit up on the jar's body. Wisps of death qi drifted from within, and it sounded as though a massive heart was beating inside.
Thump, thump, thump.
"My Lord!!"
Piao was the first to react.
Her heterochromatic eyes turned blood-red instantly, an insect mask covered her human face, and her aura became extremely violent.
Although she knew the Lord was a god and could not die so easily, seeing him swallowed by that hideous toad made her lose control.
He was her family, her god!
"Spit the Lord out!!"
Piao let out an inhuman shriek, transforming into countless flying locusts as she lunged at the gu jar.
Jian Huaishuang didn't say a word, but the frostiness on his face was colder than ten-thousand-year-old profound ice.
His divine sense frantically tried to sense the Lord's aura, but the black jar blocked everything.
"Rescue the Lord."
Paper snow fluttered about. Jian Huaishuang no longer held back as his 【Lie Sword Domain】 erupted in full.
"Ancestor!!"
Zen Master Wu Hai was even more struck, his entire being crumbling.
"The Ancestor I just found! The hope for the Bone Temple's rise!"
"How could you be eaten by a toad?!"
The human-livestock girl looked at the empty space, her eyes instantly filling with panic.
"Kill?"
She couldn't speak; this was her only word.
Hearing this, Wu Hai agreed—yes, they must kill!
"Monster! You've ruined my path to Buddhahood! You've severed the hope of my sect!"
"Kill! If not now, then when? My Bone Temple's Great Vehicle Buddhism is the path of slaughter!"
In his rage, Wu Hai forcibly broke free from the previous pressure. His bones creaked as he transformed into a ten-meter-tall giant bone demon, wielding his monk staff and smashing into the surrounding demons like a madman.
Facing the frantic counterattack from Chen Zhou's side, the demons were equally dazed.
The Toad Saint had locked himself in a jar, so what were they supposed to do?
Without their backbone, they were terrified of facing this group of lunatics!
"Don't panic!!"
Just as the demons were about to scatter, a shrill voice rang out.
The Thousand-Tangle Fairy scrambled up from the floor.
Though she had been terrified by Chen Zhou earlier, he was now "dead," and the Toad Saint was in seclusion refining him.
This was the final opportunity—her chance to prove herself.
"The Exalted Saint is refining that devil!"
Vines danced around Thousand-Tangle as she spat blood while shouting sternly:
"As long as we protect the gu jar until the Exalted Saint emerges, not a single one of these pieces of trash will escape!"
"This is our Southern Region! How can we allow these outsiders to run wild?"
"Everyone, attack! I'll swallow anyone who dares to retreat!"
Although Thousand-Tangle was ruthless and naturally envious, she was surprisingly steadfast when it came to defending the interests of the Southern Region's demons—or rather, defending the Toad Saint.
No one knew what she was thinking.
Dragging her heavily injured body, she was actually the first to charge forward. Countless vines formed an iron wall in front of the gu jar, forcibly taking Zen Master Wu Hai's furious blow.
"Pfft!"
Thousand-Tangle spat out another mouthful of blood, but she fought to the death without retreating, her eyes filled with madness.
"Lads, kill! For the Southern Region!"
With Thousand-Tangle leading the charge, the ferocity of the previously panicked demons was ignited.
That's right, the Toad Saint swallowed that devil, so why the hell are we scared?
This is our territory!
"Kill! Eat all these human cultivators!"
"Smash these bag-of-bones to death!"
Battle instantly erupted.
The entire Black Bone Hall turned into a chaotic mess.
The Poison-Wing Eagle King huddled in a corner, watching the melee with extremely conflicted feelings.
He didn't know what to do.
If he fought, he didn't want to help the Toad Saint, and he certainly didn't want to offend the eerie Bone Temple that seemed "eaten" but was definitely not dead.
If he didn't fight, Thousand-Tangle was watching, as were so many other demons.
"What a mess..."
Poison-Wing felt bitter inside.
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