Follow the path of Dao from infancy

Outside of Heavenly Gate Pass, three thousand miles to the north.

There is a river called Red Water River, the water an ominous dark red, its bed studded with many red stones, and inhabited by water Demons.

By the lakeshore stands a mountain, at the foot of which there is a solitary thatched hut, where an idle old man often sits, a Demon of the Three Immortal Realms who calls himself the Red God.

The Red God commands the Demons within a thousand miles; this Red Water River is his ancestral ground, originally a Red Blood Python in the river, which, after swallowing the sun and moon for three hundred years, transformed into a flood dragon and then hunted for food everywhere, eventually reaching the Three Immortal Realms.

But now, the Red God in front of that thatched hut was kneeling on the ground, quivering.

There sat three figures resting beside the hut, all emitting tremendous pressure. Although they deliberately restrained their power, it still made the Red God's heart tremble, not knowing how he had managed to provoke these three Demon Kings.

"Damn the Li Family, damn that old fart, damn that brat!"

Wan Shan, the Demon King, clenched his fists, his eyes bloodshot, breaths heavy. He was gravely wounded, currently suppressing not only his injuries but also his rage.

His vengeance for his son's murder had not been carried out, and he had also lost a brother in the process.

Furthermore, the cooperation with these two beside him had come at a great cost, with all his subordinates wiped out.

The millennium foundation he had built in the Wan Shan demon territory, all ruined in an instant!

His hatred for that young man in his heart was almost driving him mad.

"With that old Li Family geezer showing up here, the Divine General Mansion should be at its weakest in defense. I heard the Li Family still has two old biddies who married off years ago, one's whereabouts unknown, the other stationed in the ancestral hall."

"It's a pity, but sending a message now might be too late. We should have foreseen this point. If we had contacted the Holy Palace or the Dragon Gate in advance, and had them lie in wait outside Qingzhou City while we executed that young one, we could have struck a heavy blow during this opportunity!"

The silver-robed youth squinted as he spoke, a hint of regret in his eyes—it was a rare opportunity.

"Hard to say, if the Punch Saint dared to show up here, it's possible he might ask those two old dames from the Li Family to return and help guard."

Beside him, the Dragon Lord shook his head slightly, saying, "Besides, those old fellows in the ancestral hall are no pushovers. If the Holy Palace and Dragon Gate are willing to join forces, then there might be some hope."

"They've already been in touch with each other in secret."

The silver-robed youth revealed shocking news, stating, "The people who came looking for us before, do you think they could have been summoned by merely the Great Void Realm? If I'm not mistaken, they must be banding together by now, and this Dayu Divine Dynasty should be split into ten states to let us have some comfort."

"They are cooperating?"

The Dragon Lord froze, looking perplexedly at the silver-robed youth. These few powers, usually non-interfering and competitors for many years, could actually come together one day?

The silver-robed youth shook his head slightly and didn't elaborate further, saying, "Let's talk about us now. The Monster Suppression Department at the Frontier Pass will probably soon be on their way and put us on the wanted list. Those dogs from the Monster Suppression Department have very keen noses. Shall we continue together, or shall we part ways?"

Upon hearing these words, both the Dragon Lord and Wan Shan the Demon King remained silent.

"If we are to stick together, do you plan to take us to the Holy Palace?" The Dragon Lord looked at him and asked.

The silver-robed youth nodded slightly, sighing, "I left the Holy Palace in the past, hoping to live at ease. I didn't expect that for Wan Shan brother's matter, I'd be forced to return, bowing our heads. Aside from the Holy Palace, I wouldn't want to go to the Great Wilderness Heaven; the lot there is too frightening."

Wan Shan, the Demon King, had a chilling gaze, his heart still grieving over his inability to exact revenge, as well as Gao's death. Meanwhile, his two companions were already considering their escape routes and destinations.

To put it bluntly, they came only because of the deal they had made earlier, indifferent to his feelings.

"I have no interest in the Holy Palace. What about you? If you were to go, you would probably choose the Dragon Gate." Wan Shan the Demon King said to the Dragon Lord.

The Dragon Lord nodded slightly, sighing, "Going to the Dragon Gate isn't great either. The Dragon Gate sent an invitation years ago, but I wanted some freedom and declined. Now, showing up there with my tail between my legs doesn't look good."

Wan Shan, the Demon King, sneered.

One talks about wanting peace, the other about wanting freedom—what bullshit!

They simply weren't tempted by the benefits. They had all anticipated the worst outcomes of this operation and had their fallback plans ready.

"Since both of you have a destination, then let's part ways here."

Wan Shan, the Demon King, said.

He was injured more severely than the other two at his side and held some trepidation about traveling together.

"What about you? Where do you plan to go, the Great Void Realm?"

The Dragon Lord asked.

Wan Shan, the Demon King nodded: "Given the circumstances, that's the only option. I hear those people are all about purity and detachment from the worldly affairs, ha!"

The Dragon Lord picked up on his scorn, unsure if it was directed at the Great Void Realm or at himself, but he didn't mind and said, "The Great Void Realm is about to attack Liangzhou; you could take that opportunity for your revenge."

"Revenge my ass!"

Wan Shan, the Demon King, had an icy look: "Those fools' battle plans deliberately bypass Heavenly Gate Pass, avoiding this thorn and deciding to fill their bellies first."

Nothing but a bunch of brainless clowns... he thought to himself, but he didn't vocalize this lest it reach the Great Void Realm and cause discomfort for himself.

"They have been in seclusion for many years; coming out now, naturally, they want to start with a full meal. It's normal."

The silver-robed youth said.

He then stood up, saying, "If that's the case, I wish both of you a journey of a thousand miles and hope that when we meet again, we can still share a drink and a piece of meat."

"Well said, we three have known each other for many years and have had some camaraderie." The Dragon Lord said with a light laugh, presenting an amiable smile.