Startled, Jiang He, whose imagination was running wild, promptly dodged. He found the pitch-black Daemonic Qi pouring out from the bottom of the ravine, spreading after reaching the horizon and turning into a massive daemonic cloud that engulfed the night sky over fifty miles.
The moonlight that had been shining brightly just a moment ago instantly turned pitch-black.
Before Jiang He could take a closer look, he saw the Graywolf King leaping up, crashing directly into the Daemonic Qi that was pouring out.
Ooom!
With a ripple of Daemonic Qi, the Graywolf King vanished without a trace.
"Eh?"
Jiang He frowned in surprise.
The Graywolf King … was gone?
It was not hiding in the Daemonic Qi, but had definitely vanished.
Though the Daemonic Qi was as black as ink, Jiang He's eyes could see through it completely. Moreover, he had already scanned the area with his spirit, but he did not find the Graywolf King.
That made sense.
Heritage sites were similar to Secret Realms in that they formed a separate space within. The Graywolf King must have entered the heritage site the instant it entered the Daemonic Qi.
Jiang He could not help laughing. Did the Graywolf King think that it could escape death by running into the heritage site?
He strode out towards the Daemonic Qi.
Ooom!
In the instant that Jiang He stepped into the Daemonic Qi, a special energy engulfed him, and he disappeared without a trace in the next split second.
Beside the ravine.
Baldy Yan Dehao was lunging towards Jiang He, hesitating as he stared at the pitch-black Daemonic Qi. Eventually, he gritted his teeth and lunged towards the Daemonic Qi.
Why would he give up when the heritage site was right in front of him?
Around five minutes later.
The pitch-black Daemonic Qi slowly faded, the daemonic cloud that hovered in the skies rapidly faded as well, and the entrance to the heritage site closed on its own.
…
Inside the heritage site.
It was a grayish world.
Jiang He could not help complaining as he strolled around the world, "No wonder heritage sites don't compare to Secret Realms even though they are both created spaces. Compared to the Womb Realm, this heritage site is so much worse."
The Womb Realm of the Diamond Sect had a sun and moon hanging in the sky, mountains and rivers, as well as the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers. In terms of surface area, it was ten times larger than Lingzhou City.
The size of this relic was estimated to be about one-fifth of the Womb Realm.
The sky was overcast, and there was no sun or moon. The Qi of Heaven and Earth in the ruins was quite thick, about twenty times that of the outside world. However, if one carefully sensed it, they would discover that the Qi of Heaven and Earth in the ruins contained traces of Demonic Qi.
This Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi that contained Demonic Qi should be of great benefit to vicious beasts, but if a martial artist were to absorb it for cultivation, there would probably be a big problem.
Beneath his feet was a desert.
There was no greenery in the ruins. As far as the eye could see, there was only yellow sand and grotesquely shaped boulders.
"Ah ah ah ah …"
Out of the blue, a cry of surprise echoed from the skies. Jiang He turned to find a figure falling down from the dusky skies, flailing his arms and legs as he screamed, and promptly cried out when he saw Jiang He, "Mister Jiang, save me …"
Jiang He was about to attack when he stopped.
Then …
Bang!
Yan Dehao landed heavily on the ground.
Yan Dehao was burly and weighed almost 250 catties. Coupled with the gravitational acceleration from falling from the skies, he actually smashed a human-shaped crater on the sandy ground.
Jiang He walked up to him and exclaimed in surprise, "Indestructible Diamond?"
He was about to help, but stopped when he noticed golden radiance glinting over Yan Dehao's body. It was only a small height … and since he had cultivated Indestructible Diamond to a considerable level, he naturally did not have to worry about falling to his death.
Yan Dehao dusted off his buttocks and rose to his feet, clutching the Feral as he said in discomfort, "That was close. If I hadn't cultivated Indestructible Diamond to mastery, I would have been bleeding internally."
Jiang He: "…"
Why did you slap your buttocks when you fell on the ground head-on and there's sand all over you?
Studying Yan Dehao from head to toe, Jiang He appeared rather surprised and asked, "You've mastered Indestructible Diamond?"
It didn't look like it!
Charging Indestructible Diamond, Yan Dehao's body was promptly dyed in a layer of golden light. Even though Nature Qi protected his body, there was no golden bell silhouette protecting him.
"That's it?"
Jiang He could not help exclaiming, "You haven't mastered Indestructible Diamond yet, have you?"
"Yes, I have!"
Yan Dehao said with certainty, "My grandfather was one of the 18 Bronze Men of the Shaolin Temple, but he was expelled because he violated the rules of the temple. I was adopted by my grandfather when I was three years old, and I followed him to cultivate the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art. About half a month ago, I cultivated it to the level of great success."
Jiang He had a weird look on his face.
Was that … Indestructible Diamond?
Could his Indestructible Diamond have been wrongly 'created' like the Dragon-Elephant Prajna?
That was possible when he thought about it.
"After I charged Indestructible Diamond, aside from being dyed in a layer of golden light, I also have Nature Qi protecting my body. That's a sign that I've mastered Indestructible Diamond, but the golden bell silhouette is a little weird …"
Jiang He came to a realization as the thought flashed through his mind.
Golden bell silhouette?
Wasn't that the Golden Bell Cover?
In other words, his Invincible Vajra Divine Skill should be a combination of Invincible Vajra Divine Skill and Golden Bell Shield?
"Where's the Graywolf King, Mister Jiang?"
Yan Dehao, unaware of what Jiang He was thinking, began to search the yellow sand. Moments later, he exclaimed in shock, "There's blood here, Mister Jiang. The Graywolf King must have headed that way."
Was there a need to ask?
Jiang He glanced at Yan Dehao.
The heritage site was only that big — twenty kilometers in length and width at most. Moreover, it was all desert and one could see the edge of it with a single glance, and there was only a barren mountain up ahead. Where else could the Graywolf King be hiding aside from that?
This fellow was really lucky. With that kind of intelligence, he had actually succeeded in becoming an undercover agent in the Heavenly Demon Cult. Not only had he succeeded, he had also made his way step by step to the upper echelons. If it had not been for the Dong Mountain relic incident this time, and if Yan Dehao's identity had not been exposed, it was likely that he would have become a deputy cult master in a few years.
Could the Sky Demon Cult have assumed that someone with such intelligence could not be an undercover agent?
Jiang He strode forward towards the barren mountain.
He had only heard of heritage sites before, but he was not sure what the structure inside was like or if there would be anything dangerous. All he could do now was to stay vigilant.
Following closely behind Jiang He, Yan Dehao asked, "Are you really divine-pinnacle now, Mister Jiang?"
"By the way … who actually came up with this plan?"
"The Sky Demon Cult had always thought that you were rank-seven … no, they even said that you were rank-five. They wanted to take Lingzhou City and kill you, which cost them untold numbers of their forces. Otherwise, Mister Jiang … I'm afraid I wouldn't have become an elder so quickly."
"By the way, what's going on inside the heritage site, Mister Jiang? Why do I feel like something isn't right … "
Jiang He's face darkened. Gritting his teeth, he said nothing.
Yan Dehao was still blabbering away, asking all sorts of questions. Where did he live? Was he married? He even asked questions like how many wells he had or how many Mu of farmland he had.
Blue veins bulged on Jiang He's forehead. Finally unable to hold back, he clenched his teeth and coldly said, "Yan Dehao, do you believe that I won't slap you to death if you keep blabbering?"
"But …"
Feeling rather aggrieved, Yan Dehao scratched his nose and ears and said quietly, "There's really something wrong with the heritage site, Mister Jiang. Ever since I entered the heritage site, I realized that my nose and ears were getting itchy, just like my face … Why are you looking at me like that, Mister Jiang?"
Even before he finished, he noticed that Jiang He had stopped and was glaring at him. Quickly touching his face, he exclaimed in surprise, "Is there a flower on my face, Mister Jiang?"
Jiang He said nothing, and simply stared at Yan Dehao's face.
Yan Dehao's face had grown a layer of fine hair that resembled a chick's. His ears had also become fluffy, and even his nose had undergone a slight change, becoming a little like an eagle's nose.
This hooked nose was not the usual "hooked nose", but a real hooked nose …
"What the hell!"
"What … what's happening to me?"
Noticing his change as well, Yan Dehao promptly whipped out a small mirror and looked at himself. His face dropped and he exclaimed in shock, "Mister Jiang, save me, save me! How am I supposed to face my girlfriend if I return like this … I can't tell her that I was extremely successful after six years undercover, but I failed to protect the handsome face she likes, can I?"
Jiang He's face darkened at that, and his entire body turned ugly.
What the hell is handsomeness to you?
Smiling, he teased, "Don't worry, Grandmaster Yan. You've been undercover for six years, and your girlfriend might have thought you dead already … your son would probably be old enough to play soy sauce now."
As if struck by lightning, Yan Dehao blanked out for a moment before saying bitterly, "No wonder Minister Wang was stuttering when I asked about her, telling me not to be too concerned about relationships …"
"…"
Jiang He did a double take.
Don't tell me I really got it right?
Still, now was not the time to study such things. Sensing Yan Dehao's abnormality, Jiang He asked, "You've absorbed the Yuan Qi in the heritage site?"
Seeing Yan Dehao nod, Jiang He then said, "Don't absorb the Yuan Qi in the heritage site to cultivate from now on. The Yuan Qi here contains concentrated Daemonic Qi, and your body must have changed because you've absorbed too much Daemonic Qi. Try to erase the energy you absorbed just now and see if this change would disappear."
"Alright!"
Yan Dehao quickly did as he was told.
Jiang He continued forward, and suddenly stopped when he was five miles away from the barren mountain, his expression changing as he looked up ahead.
Rumble!
The ground ahead was quaking and the barren mountain itself was quaking. Soon, several parts of the ground split open, and nine figures crawled out from beneath the ground. They were nine Ferals: a wolf, a tiger, a leopard, and even two eagles.
"Ferals?"
"No … they don't look like real Ferals, and there's no sign of life in them."
Jiang He was rather surprised.
His spirit swept out, and he quickly noticed that the nine Ferals were different.
They looked identical to real Ferals, but there was no sign of life in their bodies. Most uniquely, their joints were not made of flesh and blood, but a special material that was neither gold nor wood.
Special lifeforms?
Mechanical puppets?
The colossal figure of the Graywolf King appeared at the top of the barren mountain.
It reared its head and howled at the skies, laughing, "Jiang He, this king has gained the acknowledgement of the heritage site to control the nine daemonic soldier puppets outside the heritage site. Each of them would not lose out to this king in ability, and they could work together to cut down even Feral Emperors. Die!"
Rawr!
The Graywolf King howled again, and all nine daemonic soldier puppets lunged at Jiang He!
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