Little Phoenix Is Not An Immortal Chapter 9
Translated by Luen Translations
Edited by Siren and Birdie
Chapter 9: Heaven’s God of Death (1)
Hearing that voice, the War God wasn’t able to comprehend anything, so he lifted his halberd and issued an order, his voice loud and clear like rolling thunder, “The three armies, retreat!”
Actually, even without his order, the celestial soldiers were already retreating.
Wen Xi also evidently understood how dangerous the situation was. He carried Tian Zhen and ran.
The black whirlwind towered on the mountain top, as if it had been struck by an immense force as it began to violently shake. It looked like a large building that was on the verge of collapse. It was no longer a funnel shape, some distance from its center it had become an indistinct lump.
When all was said and done, the War God was unwilling to give up easily. He personally soared into the air on his cloud and borrowed the heavenly wind’s power to protect the spell.
The wind’s power condensed once again and the spell regained its tranquility.
The War God relaxed, but his complexion suddenly changed.
The stationary whirlwind seemed like a black, glass goblet. Unexpectedly, a crack gradually appeared on its surface. One crack, two cracks, three cracks……
The cracks moved unhindered and through them, a godly halo radiated outward.
Without any time to mend it, the War God was greatly alarmed. Predicting the situation that was on the verge of occurring, and with no time to turn around, he directly moved backwards towards the battleground below in that position.
Zhao Huajun was still stably standing on the mountain top and hadn’t retreated. Upon seeing that his mending had failed, he couldn’t help but sigh deeply. He raised his left palm while his right hand cut an arc high up in the air, causing his wide sleeve to wave gently. The movement wasn’t big and even seemed graceful. In a flash, a bright, red ball of fire encircled his entire body and then gradually expanded in all four directions, altogether forming an enormous, firm and secure barrier.
At the same time, the War God beside him also brandished his Hua halberd and pointed it at the sky. Lightning flashed across the vast sky, appearing to be cast by the tip of the halberd. The white sparks were dazzling as they erected a blue-white protective barrier.
The Bird God King and the Heaven’s War God stretched out their magic powers to the utmost limit and built a solid double barrier to resist the Demon God’s power together.
The sound of the explosion was ear-splitting. The whirlwind dispersed, and the spell broke. A blue eerie light was shining with a glaring cold, a penetrating iciness. The flow of air was like the flood of a bursting dam, carrying smoke, dust, and flying rocks with it. It hid the sky and covered the earth as it came raining over.
Within the booming noise, the two-layered barrier shattered.
Everything had happened within a mere blink of an eye.
Having predicted this outcome long ago, Zhao Huajun and the War God weren’t surprised and retreated backwards at the same time to avoid injuries. Those two men had formidable god power protecting their bodies while the celestial soldiers, on the other hand, were screwed. The several thousands who were a bit slow in retreating and evading had all been annihilated.
Seeing this for themselves, the terror of the Demon God’s power had surpassed their imaginations, the complexions of each and every one of the remaining celestial soldiers paled and their legs weakened.
Fortunately, Wen Xi had quickly dodged. Tian Zhen trembled.
The gale continued, rolling sand and stone everywhere. The entire sky was filled with dust, obscuring everyone’s field of vision. The previous oppressive feeling became clearer and heavier, almost causing one to suffocate.
A figure gradually appeared from within the blue eerie light.
Tian Zhen promptly shook her neck to shake off the dust and looked ahead with rapt attention.
The man looked like he was twenty, but she suspected he was actually a thirty thousand or maybe ten thousand year old man. His stature was clearly much taller than that of an ordinary person. He wore a wide sleeved black robe lined with golden borders that rose due to the wind. His long black hair was flying about in the wind with a few strands hanging down in front of his forehead. In addition, he wore a golden forehead jewel and hair ornaments. The man was noble and awe-inspiring.
‘An Eastern God or Western God?’
The Demon Emperor, the reincarnated God of Death, was merely motionlessly standing there. The killing intent covering his entire body gave birth to fear within people’s hearts.
One look. One look was enough.
The contours of his face were unexpectedly gentle with a high bridged nose, thin lips, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised into a smile that wasn’t quite a smile. His eyebrows were elegantly narrow and slanted towards his temples. If you asked of the Demon God’s magnificence, it was entirely within his long and narrow phoenix eyes. The expression underneath those long eyelashes, rather than saying that it was self-confidence, it would be better to say that it was contempt and arrogance. That was a kind of “looking down on the six realms and worshiping only myself” loftiness. Regardless of whether they were man or god, in front of him, they all seemed so petty, low, and insignificant.
‘This appearance……why is this appearance so familiar-looking?!’
Tian Zhen shut her eyes. Her heart was beating wildly.
“That’s Demon God Lucifer(路西法Lu Xi Fa).” Wen Xi softly sighed.
‘What?’ Tian Zhen opened her eyes with a head full of black lines.
‘He, he, he……Lucifer! Lord Lucifer?!’
There wasn’t enough time for her to confirm before the Demon God’s eyes narrowed, his eyebrows lowered, and his sleeve waved. Within that split second, the demon power in his body erupted and once again, several thousands of celestial soldiers gloriously turned into fertilizer for the soil underneath their feet.
Tian Zhen was silent.
‘Alright. He passed the screen test. If you added six wings, he’d totally be able to play the role of Lord Lucifer……’
Wen Xi looked at Zhao Huajun and the War God not far away and used a voice transmission technique to give her an explanation, “He was originally the God Emperor’s blood-related brother and Heaven’s most famous God King. But, because he was unwilling to be beneath the God Emperor, he rebelled against Heaven and became the Demon Emperor.”
“In the past, Heaven’s previous emperor had seven sons. The eldest son, Shi Zhongtian, was born from the God Empress and is the current God Emperor. After 80,000 years, the God Empress gave birth to the seventh son. That very night, a nameless saint entered the palace and met face to face with the previous emperor. The saint prophesied: ‘When there is chaos, create order. When there is order, chaos prevails. The reincarnated God of Death will refuse to serve as a servant and will henceforth leave.’ However, at that time, the God Realm’s four ministries were rebelling and the imperial court was in a critical situation. The previous emperor insisted on keeping him and bestowed the name Shi Zhongliu upon him.”
“It was said that he was originally the Ninth Heaven’s Death God who was trapped inside the highest quality mirror through the cooperation with the Ancient Gods. Part of his soul reincarnated, and his nature was prone to killing. Within a year, he pacified the four ministries rebellion and since then, no one dared to offend the God Realm. Afterwards, the previous emperor had to deal with his aging body and Shi Zhongtian ascended the throne. He was unwilling to accept this and so rebelled and went to the Demon Realm to become the Demon Emperor. He discarded his original name, no longer using it, and instead, named himself Lord Lucifer. All of these events happened to comply with the nameless saint’s words.”
In front of them, after the Demon Emperor had sprayed blood from over 10,000 corpses, he finally stopped the blood bath.
“Your Majesty.” The Demon army neatly kneeled down and paid homage to him.
Lu Binghe and Lu Xiaocan stepped forward and went down on one knee with a, “Fuhuang.”
Hearing these two words, Tian Zhen almost choked to death. Her entire body shook and all her feathers rose up—— ‘Heavenly Kings “ Lu” are you sure? That good-looking and violent Dage is really, really your dad and not your brother?’
The corner of Wen Xi’s mouth twitched unnoticed as he said, “The Demon Emperor is naturally arrogant, only showing up at this time. It was definitely because of the War God’s words provoking him that he willingly barged in here.”
Sure enough, the Demon Emperor raised his face, his hair blown into disarray by the wind. There was quite a bit of contempt in his voice, “Shen Wugong, I stayed inside the spell for 15 days and you still weren’t able to beat my sons. Do you still want to have a say?”
The War God didn’t take it lying down, “The situation has already arrived to this point. There’s no need to speak nonsense.”
This was clearly an indirect admission of defeat. The Demon Emperor gave an “Un” sound with quite a bit of satisfaction and didn't bother with his reluctance to admit his loss. “Shi Zhongtian, since you’ve come, is there any need to hide?”
The moment these words came out, the War God’s complexion underwent a huge change as he hastily turned his head around to look.
“If seventh brother wants to see zhen, shouldn’t you say ‘royal brother’?” Within the carriage from before, a person slowly parted the carriage curtains and walked out. He was dressed from head to foot in beautiful clothing. He wore a smile on his face and his tone wasn’t inferior to the Demon Emperor’s in the least.
‘Do all leaders change clothes so quickly?’ Tian Zhen was admiring them to the extent that she wanted to prostrate before them in worship.
The War God’s soul almost left his body. “Your Majesty!”
Zhao Huajun led the three armies in paying their respects.
The wide, black sleeve waved as the Demon Emperor placed one hand onto his back. “Incompetent. Unworthy of my servitude.”
These words were not only rude, but were extremely arrogant. Facing this reckless insult, the God Emperor was no longer able to hold back his anger. His tone and the look in his eyes both became cold. “Shi Zhongliu, don't you take advantage of my Heavenly realm too much!”
“Then use your power to make me surrender.”
The moment those black eyes narrowed, once again, several thousand celestial soldiers became corpses bathed in blood.
Wen Xi had long since anticipated this result and had retreated far away in advance. Tian Zhen was huddled in his arms, endlessly sighing. ‘Your Majesty the God Emperor, now there’s a person that you can’t toy with. It’s a pity your celestial soldiers……’
Looking at the remaining celestial soldiers in the surroundings—— ‘The moment Demon God Lucifer narrows his eyes, if you don't want to be cannon fodder, then dodge! Haven’t you discovered the pattern yet?’
Looking at Zhao Huajun again—— ‘Has there been a mistake? In reality we came to watch the God Emperor train and raise his level right?’
Finally raising her head and looking towards Wen Xi ——That was a dangerous person. ‘Should we stay a bit further away from him?’
The God Emperor stood at the top of a mountain and looked at everything that had happened in front of him. His handsome face had become so cold that it was freezing. The two fists inside his sleeves were clenched until they almost shattered. Grudgingly, the gap in strength was too great, so he basically didn't have the luxury of flaring up. This was because at present, even if he, Zhao Huajun, and the War God were to cooperate, it still wasn’t certain if they could win against him. It would be even more troublesome if they were to stir up his killing nature and fight all the way up to the imperial court.
Zhao Huajun inwardly sighed and stepped forward. “Biaodi*, is this necessary? The God Realm hasn’t assaulted the Demon Realm for many years now. Even if it died out here, what benefit would there be for you? Moreover, apart from the God Realm, there’s still the Immortal, Spirit, Ghost, and Human Realms. Biaodi is also a member of the God race and we shouldn’t massacre one another like this. Wouldn't that be letting them benefit from our internal strife for no reason?”
(T/N: 表弟/Biaodi - addressing a younger male cousin via female line)
Tian Zhen heard this and laughed.
‘Leader, you really know how to be diplomatic. All the good words were said by you. What ‘The God Realm hasn’t assaulted the Demon Realm for many years now’? Hearing this, it’s like you did them a huge favor. The issue is that with this great Lord Lucifer present, do you even casually dare to assault them?’
The reincarnation of the Death God was accompanied with its natural bloodshed instincts. Thinking over with joy at the number of times the God Realm had lost to him, the Demon God heartily laughed. “This person who’s good at speaking, I’ll give you some face for the time being.”
He turned to the side and ordered. “My sons, withdraw the troops.”
The sound of his voice had just fallen and the people were already gone.
Lu Binghe said “withdraw” and together with his younger brother Lu Xiaocan as well as the several ten thousand demon soldiers, disappeared without a trace within the blink of an eye.
Tian Zhen was speechless.
‘This Demon God really……does as he pleases. Vigorously fighting up until now to the point where other people's chickens were sent flying and dogs jumping. In the end, a few soft words from my leader and he went home.’
At this moment, Tian Zhen finally understood the true purpose of those several hundred thousand celestial soldiers. It was to serve as cannon fodder for the Demon God’s training.
