Chapter 640 521: The Grand Ceremony of the Tushan Saintess

The colossal whale tore through layer after layer of clouds, speeding straight toward the North Sea and casting an immense shadow upon the land below.

The whale's flight speed was already exceptionally fast on its own.

Empowered by an Array, it had covered millions of li in just three days. They were now just a stone's throw away from the North Sea.

At that point, some of the scholars from Cold Mountain Academy realized that they seemed to be heading toward the World of Ten Thousand Laws.

This was especially true when they noticed the vice-dean, Chao Xi, standing not far off. One of his hands was clasped behind his back while the other was clenched into a tight fist, his expression clearly betraying his anxiety.

But they asked nothing, silently suppressing their questions and burying them deep within their hearts.

At the same time, Xiao Qing was growing increasingly anxious.

They had been incredibly lucky for the past three days, with no one trying to intercept them.

But as long as she remained in the Demon Race's World, she could not be at ease.

And she knew she couldn't let her guard down, especially now, at this critical final stage.

RUMBLE—

Before long, peals of thunder echoed across the sky. Dark clouds gathered and condensed, looking as if they would unleash a torrential downpour at any moment.

Yet when they looked into the distance, the sky was clear and sunny for thousands of miles.

The dark clouds were only directly above them.

And wherever the colossal whale flew, the ten-li-wide patch of dark clouds followed, shadowing its every move.

"Sister..."

Xiao Qing turned her head to glance at her sister, a worried look on her face.

She knew that her worst fears had come to pass.

"I know."

Bai Ruxue nodded lightly, her expression as tranquil as still water, showing not the slightest ripple of emotion.

It was as if even the sky falling could not stir a single ripple in her heart.

"ROAR!!!"

Another earth-shattering roar echoed across the heavens.

The dense black clouds in the sky were suddenly torn asunder.

A Thunder Beast as massive as a mountain stepped out from the void.

It had the form of an ox, with a grayish-blue body, no horns, and only a single foot. Its roar was like thunder itself.

Next, a Black Flood Dragon wove in and out of the clouds.

This Black Flood Dragon had already grown four legs and four claws, showing faint signs of reverting to its ancestral form as a True Dragon. It seemed to be just one step away.

In addition, a Shu fish looked down from high above, its gaze predatory.

It was shaped like a common chicken, with red feathers, three tails, six feet, and four heads.

The *Northern Scripture of the Demon Race's World* once stated: "The Peng River flows from here, westward into the waters of Lake Bi, which teems with Shu fish. They are shaped like chickens with red plumage, three tails, six feet, and four heads. Their cry is like a magpie's, and eating them can cure one's sorrow."

The three Great Demons were all regional Demon Kings. The moment they appeared, an incredibly terrifying pressure filled the air for a thousand li in every direction.

Even with the Grand Array protecting them, the scholars couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, wondering why these three Great Demons had targeted them.

"Senior Bai, you've gone a bit too far!"

The Black Flood Dragon blocked the colossal whale's path, its gaze fixed greedily on Bai Ruxue as it spoke coldly.

"Too far?" Xiao Qing stepped forward, her expression filled with disdain. "My sister is returning to the North Sea, and you've come to block our path. Who's the one who has gone too far?"

"Miss Xiao Qing, your words are mistaken," said the Shu fish, whose name was Su.

"These scholars have been studying at Cold Mountain Academy. The academy occupies a crucial Spirit Vein within our Demon Race's World and has been siphoning its Qi Fortune. These scholars belong to our world, and it is our right to deal with them."

"Deal with them?" Xiao Qing scoffed. "These scholars carry the Qi Fortune of the Demon Race's World. They're the first seeds of scholarship among the Demon Race and are favored by the Great Dao of the Confucian School. They're walking treasures. So, are you planning to eat them raw, or refine them into elixirs?"

"This is our Demon Race's World's own affair. We won't trouble you two with it," the Thunder Beast named Chang boomed. "Leave the scholars, and you can go!"

Just as Xiao Qing was about to say more, Bai Ruxue took a step forward and spoke slowly, "And if we refuse?"

Her voice wasn't loud, but no one present dared to ignore it.

"Refuse? Then don't even think about leaving the Demon Race's World!"

The Thunder Beast took a step forward.

In an instant, bolts of lightning as wide as rivers crashed down upon the colossal whale!

Bai Ruxue merely glanced up at the sky.

Silvery-white dragons formed from frigid qi shot upward, shattering the lightning bolts before pouncing on the Thunder Beast.

The Black Flood Dragon raised its head and spewed a torrent of scorching black breath.

Wherever the black breath passed, the silvery-white dragons melted into nothing.

"Bai Ruxue, this isn't your Four Seas!" the Black Flood Dragon roared in fury.

"Miss Bai! These scholars have nothing to do with your Four Seas. Surely the Four Seas doesn't wish to take a slice of our Demon Race's World?" The Shu fish still held back, attempting to reason with her.

"The Four Seas has no interest in the petty benefits you see." Bai Ruxue's tone was gentle and unhurried. "However, the knowledge they study belongs to my husband. As such, they are my husband's students."

"Hahahaha..."

The Black Flood Dragon burst out laughing, its voice dripping with contempt.

"You of the Human Race can't even protect your own Saint! You banned his teachings and didn't even allow his name to be remembered! And now? Now you need us 'beasts' from the Demon Race's World to carry on his legacy for you."