The intricate Bronze Crane the size of a palm once again uttered the sa words, "My master is Liu Yun. The master has asked to inform you that danger may be approaching and to urge you to be cautious and vigilant. anwhile, my duty is to protect you, as the master cannot co now."
The Demon Lord stared dumbfounded at the Bronze Crane before him. In the Cultivation Realm, there were many masters of artifact forging who could create various dharma instrunts.
For example, warships... These products of an era were the masterpieces of those artifact forging masters.
But an object ultimately remains an object. Supre dharma instrunts might develop sentience, but the Demon Lord had never heard of a dharma instrunt similar to this Bronze Crane.
Even though he was not a curious person, he couldn't help but ask at this mont, "You... What level of dharma instrunt are you?"
"I am a supre instrunt!" said the Bronze Crane as if it were a matter of fact, "Haven't seen a supre instrunt that can speak before, have you?"
The Demon Lord twitched the corner of his mouth and shook his head, "No, I haven't..."
"Hmm, neither have I," said the Bronze Crane.
"..." The Demon Lord was suddenly speechless, his forehead lined with taphorical black streaks.
"So I am the one and only supre instrunt!" the Bronze Crane declared.
"Then... are you very powerful?" asked the Demon Lord.
"Of course! I know many skills!" The Bronze Crane said, a hint of pride in its tone. Flapping its wings and flying around the Demon Lord, it proclaid, "Alchemy, artifact forging, Array Formation... I am extrely adept at all of them. I never forget the ancient history of the Cultivation Realm. I know all sorts of techniques!"
"..." The Demon Lord's mouth twitched slightly, thinking to himself: Is this really a supre instrunt, or just so braggart? Why does it seem so unreliable?
"Apart from those, I can also..."
"Also..."
"Also..."
In the half hour that followed, it was almost entirely a solo performance by the Bronze Crane.
In the end, the Demon Lord was almost on the verge of a breakdown, thinking to himself that this creature must be a chatterbox—who knows how many years it had been locked away? Was it really sent by Liu Yun to protect , or by an enemy to trick ?
After a while, the Demon Lord simply stopped listening to the Bronze Crane's ramblings. He let it say whatever it wanted, treating it as if it were the wind blowing past his ears. As a high-level cultivator, he certainly had that much tolerance.
The first words spoken by the Bronze Crane had made the Demon Lord sowhat vigilant.
"Danger approaching, could it be that overbearing Heavenly Immortal?" the Demon Lord frowned, doubting that possibility. Despite that person being one level higher in realm, they were not really a match for him. The Demon Lord did not believe that the other party was unaware of this fact.
"Then, it is very likely that soone has leaked my information," the Demon Lord thought to himself. Using Chu Mo's master's na, he believed that there would be no shortage of people interested in him on the heavenly road.
If that was the case, he needed to be wary indeed. There was nothing the Demon Lord feared except the possibility of affecting Die's breakthrough.
The Bronze Crane continued to mutter to itself, while the Demon Lord paid it no mind, sitting cross-legged and starting his cultivation.
No matter how many people offered help, striving to improve one's own strength was always the right course of action.
The Demon Lord did not want to end up constantly holding Chu Mo back. If it ca to that, he would rather take Die and live in seclusion forever, hidden from the world, to avoid causing trouble for his disciple.
A day went by quickly, and the Demon Lord did not sense any crisis.
However, as night fell, the Demon Lord suddenly felt a gust of wind that blew unexpectedly.
To any ordinary person, this would not signal any danger—it was just a breeze, as common as could be.
But the Demon Lord felt sothing was amiss, because he had chosen a spot that was quite sheltered from the wind. If he could feel the breeze here, outside it must be storming fiercely.
The problem was, there was no storm outside; it was still very calm.
Just then, the Bronze Crane, which had already quieted down, suddenly moved slightly, as if it too sensed sothing.
Suddenly!
A vast power roared towards the Demon Lord, like a landslide or tidal wave about to engulf him.
As if to drown the Demon Lord in an instant!
The Demon Lord raised his hand and delivered a palm strike!
Thousand Heavy Hands!
In the void, countless palm shadows appeared, emitting a series of sonic booms.
Afterward, the Demon Lord let out a muffled grunt, with a trace of fresh blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.
An icy voice echoed through the air, "Interesting, you actually dare to clash with head-on? Suffering just a minor injury... Your cultivation thod is indeed extraordinary. Hand over the thod, and I'll leave your body intact."
"Who are you?" the Demon Lord asked coldly, his hand resting on the back of the Bronze Crane, not allowing it to attack at this mont.
Having been ambushed and directly asked for his cultivation thod, the Demon Lord was almost certain of the other's identity, definitely related to Guo Wenchang from earlier in the day. The Demon Lord had felt that the kid had wanted to make a move against him several tis, apparently coveting his cultivation thod.
Although he had roughly guessed it, the Demon Lord knew that the person who had co was many tis stronger than Guo Wenchang!
Against Guo Wenchang, the Demon Lord didn't even need to use his full strength. But facing this person, even with his full strength... he was no match at all!
The opponent's strike just now was a very casual attack, yet it forced him to use almost all his strength to resolve it. And this... was just a probing move from the other party.
"My na is Guo Wensheng! Rember this na," ca the unabashed reply from the void.
"Guo Wensheng? What is your relation to Guo Wenchang?" the Demon Lord asked coldly.
"You guessed it? I am his brother. He was the one who told about this matter. Now, have you finished asking your questions? If so, hand over the cultivation thod, I'll leave your body intact, and give your disciple a chance to avenge you!" said the icy voice.
The Demon Lord was almost amused by anger, having seen many arrogant people before, being quite arrogant himself in his youth, but this was the first ti he'd seen soone so impudent.
It was simply outrageous!
If it hadn't been for the events that had unfolded before, coupled with Liu Yun's warning, the Demon Lord might even think that soone was deliberately framing Guo Wenchang.
"Since you know who my disciple is, aren't you afraid of his retaliation?" the Demon Lord asked coldly.
"Hehehehe, your question is really amusing. Afraid of him? A little brat who ascended from the lower realms, thinking he is invincible after defeating a young noble of the sa realm? I have hundreds of ways to easily kill him," Guo Wensheng spoke, his voice growing cold: "Alright, my patience is limited. It seems that there is another presence here, steadily growing stronger, haha, soone related to you, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't be waiting here. Hurry up and hand over the thod. I'll kill you, not the other one. Otherwise, you'll die and the person related to you won't live long either. I only need one palm..."
"Get lost!" Seeing soone threaten Die, the Demon Lord imdiately beca enraged, released his hand from the Bronze Crane, and shouted furiously, launching an attack of his own.
Even if the Bronze Crane was strong, he did not want to sit there and watch!
In this world, anyone who dared to threaten Die was his mortal enemy!
Boom!
The Bronze Crane's body suddenly burst into a torrential aura, enlarging instantly and soaring with a flap of its wings.
It struck a place in the void fiercely with its wings: "Little brat, Lord Crane has tolerated you for a long ti! You think you're tough? Go die for Lord Crane!"
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The fifth night watch.
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