Each of the nine daemonic golems were equal to Feral Kings, and they were not novice either. As they charged together, the air rumbled and daemonic winds engulfed the area. Hiding behind Jiang He, Yan Dehao cried out in surprise and turned to flee, but the two flying daemonic golems were too quick and had already sealed off his path of retreat.
Atop the barren mountain, the Graywolf King laughed and spoke in human tongue, saying, "I won't play with you, Jiang He. I'm going to inherit the heritage site!"
Demonic blood radiance flickered in its eyes, and its laughter changed to become immeasurably hateful as it growled, "When I come out of seclusion, I shall slaughter Lingzhou City and fill the city with blood as a sacrifice to the dead souls of my children!"
In a flash, it disappeared without a trace.
Jiang He's gaze darkened as he repelled a tiger-type daemonic golem lunging at him with a palm, while sidestepping to evade a panther-type daemonic golem's ambush. Soon, however, another daemonic golem attacked, its razor-sharp claws landing on Jiang He's back.
Jiang He's tracksuit was torn apart, and his back …
Several long red marks were left.
"What the hell!"
Hiding behind Jiang He, Yan Dehao's eyes were bulging … it did not break his defense?
What kind of physique was that?
Jiang He could not help laughing after exchanging a few blows with the daemonic golems. "Daemonic golems. Interesting … their strength must be equivalent to intermediate Feral Kings."
He was strolling leisurely as the nine daemonic golems encircled him. It did not matter even if he could not evade in time and was struck by the daemonic golems since they could not break his defense.
Suddenly, Jiang He went berserk and reached out to grab one of the flying daemonic golems' sharp claws, yanking it down from the skies and slamming it into the ground as he roared, "You wretch! Did I give you any face?"
Scratching his back was one thing, but its claws were now on his face?
Don't you know that you should not hit someone's face in a fight?
And yet, that smash …
Jiang He did not control his strength well, and with a dull thud, the ground split apart. The flying daemonic golem was directly smashed into pieces, and a round ball the size of a soccer ball rolled off to a side.
The round ball glinted in faint green radiance and released veins of Daemonic Qi, generating a special energy that actually reassembled the puppet's torn body.
Eh?
Jiang He's eyes lit up again.
This thing … can be shown off like this?
In an instant, a word came to his mind — the source of life.
This phrase often appeared in fantasy, xianxia, and even novels. Generally speaking, it was the source of power for some special lifeforms or puppets. It was extremely magical.
"This thing might not be called the Source of Life, but the general meaning should be similar. The power of these Demon Soldier Puppets should come from it!"
Jiang He's mind flashed, and he suddenly became excited!
Planting ferocious beasts' corpses would be limited by the farm's "three levels higher" … Then, what if he were to plant this kind of demon soldier puppet?
The Demon Soldier Puppet wasn't made of flesh and blood. Strictly speaking, it wasn't even a living thing. If he planted it, it shouldn't be restricted by the farm, right?
"The possibility is very high!"
"Nine Demonic Soldier Puppets are equivalent to mid-level King Level. If I add more Mysterious Soil to strengthen them, I might even be able to grow Demonic Soldier Puppets at peak King Level!"
Roar!
Just as the thought crossed Jiang He's mind, the reassembled flying puppet suddenly reared its head and bellowed.
A black Daemonic Qi appeared around its body.
The other eight Demon Soldier Puppets stopped their attacks, raised their heads, and roared. Thick black Demon Aura appeared on their bodies. This Demon Aura formed a strange cycle between the nine Demon Soldier Puppets, amplifying each other's strength. The aura of the nine Demon Soldier Puppets increased by a lot, and each of them reached the peak of the King level.
"Mister Jiang!"
"Let's go!"
"This must be the combined combat array of daemonic Soldier Puppets that the Graywolf King mentioned …"
Seizing the opportunity, Yan Dehao ran to Jiang He's side and grabbed his hand to run. Even so, how could he move Jiang He? He almost stumbled because he used too much strength …
Jiang He pulled his hand back.
It really didn't feel comfortable being pulled by a grown man.
Still, there was no time to say anything now. Nonetheless, Jiang He smiled in curiosity and said, "It's fine. I just wanted to test the power of that so-called combined combat array anyway … but from the looks of it, it's too crude. It's like a mage's ultimate move that needs to be charged for a few seconds, and those few seconds are enough for me to blow them up a dozen times."
The nine daemonic Soldier Puppets attacked again.
Charging his True Qi, the silhouette of the sun hovered behind Jiang He. In that very moment, Indestructible Diamond, Dragon-Elephant Prajna, and Nine Heavenly Stars Body Formula were all unleashed. A dragon's roar and an elephant's trumpeting echoed from his body, and a phenomenon erupted around him as he used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!
Rawr!
The dragon's roar thundered the air.
Moments later …
All nine daemonic Soldier Puppets were blown up. Jiang He walked up and suppressed the nine pearls with his mystic energy.
Since the Daemonic Qi inside the pearls could not disperse, the daemonic Soldier Puppets naturally could not reassemble. Hence, Jiang He put away the nine pearls and the scattered daemonic Soldier Puppets, stuffing them all into his System Backpack and sighing in disappointment. "Graywolf King, you're bragging … the combined combat array of the nine daemonic Soldier Puppets does indeed strengthen their abilities, allowing each of them to reach pinnacle King Level."
"But that's all there is to it. It's still a little lacking to kill Void-tier or Feral Emperors, isn't it?"
Yan Dehao was left dumbstruck.
An illusion!
Everything that had just happened must have been an illusion.
Though he did not know what the daemonic Soldier Puppets were, there was no mistaking their pinnacle Feral King auras. And yet, Jiang He had crushed nine daemonic Soldier Puppets of that level with a single slap???
Yan Dehao only came to his senses after a long while.
He smiled bitterly, a curious sense of pity for the Sky Demon Cult rising in his heart.
Were the Sky Demon Cultists fools?
Why would they put Jiang He at the top of their to-kill list?
Being a spy who infiltrated the hierarchy of the Sky Demon Cult, Yan Dehao's memories of that period could not have been clearer. He was not even the Fourth Elder of the Sky Demon Cult at the time, but a newly promoted 'core disciple' who was heavily groomed by the Cult.
After all, there were only nine Elder positions in the Sky Demon Cult.
There were 36 Decans and 72 Heavenly Generals. Every carrot had its own pit, and while his ability was enough, he was not experienced enough.
At first, Yan Dehao was prepared to work with the Martial Arts Department (MAD) and earn some merits so that he could improve his status in exchange for more information. But one day, he was mysteriously promoted to Grand.
After asking around, he learned that the Sky Demon Cult had intended to occupy Lingzhou City in Xibei, only to suffer terrible losses there. Several Heavenly Generals were killed, and two Decans, Killer Star and Pain Star.
From then on, all sorts of grievances were relayed back to the Sky Demon Cult, with intelligence personnel reporting to the Sky Demon Cult's Senior Elder every few days!
"Oh no, Senior Elder! Something has happened to Killer Star!"
"Oh no, Senior Elder, Pain Star, and several Heavenly Generals are all dead …"
"Oh no, Lord Sentinel, Senior Elder, and Sixth Elder are all dead!"
"Third Elder, Sin, and Bound Star are all dead!"
"Lord Sentinel of the Left, Cardinal, Senior Elder, the Flowing Cloud Holy Child and the Sentinel of the Right are all dead …"
Pfft.
Yan Dehao could not help laughing at that thought.
This time, the Sentinel of the Left, the two Cardinals, the Fifth Elder, the many Holy Children, and the Decans … the Sky Demon Cult's intelligence personnel would probably have to report to the Saint, would they not?
"What are you laughing about, Grandmaster Yan?"
Jiang He asked when he saw Yan Dehao's silly grin after putting away several daemonic golems.
Yan Dehao put away his smile and said, "I just remembered something happy."
As he spoke, his tone changed as he turned toward the barren mountain up ahead, frowning and asking, "Mister Jiang, what is the origin of this heritage site?"
"The entire heritage site is filled with Daemonic Qi, and several daemonic golems have popped up. The Graywolf King is a Feral, but it was acknowledged by the heritage site … could it not be a human legacy?"
Jiang He nodded and strode toward the barren mountain, smiling. "I'm just guessing, but this heritage site is probably a daemonic legacy."
The two of them circled around the barren mountain and even climbed up the barren mountain, but they didn't find anything unusual.
The barren mountain was not that large and was just around 18000 meters tall. There were no flowers or trees on it, only some weird rocks that were easy to search. Even so, Jiang He and Yan Dehao did not find any passageway even after turning it upside down.
"Mister Jiang, the Graywolf King disappeared from here, but there's no passageway. Could it have burrowed underground?"
Yan Dehao appeared puzzled. "The Graywolf King must be inside the belly of the mountain, but how do we get in without a passageway? We can't cut the mountain down, can we? "
Jiang He's face twitched at that.
That aside …
He had fallen into a blind spot in his thinking and was only focused on searching for a passageway. Since he could not find it, he just did not look for it.
It was just a mountain that was eighteen hundred meters tall, and he could cut it down with a single swing of his sword.
Taking to the air, Jiang He invoked the Scarlet Flame Sword and glanced at Yan Dehao on the ground, saying, "Grandmaster Yan, back up a little."
Yan Dehao retreated thirty meters and looked up at the horizon doubtfully, only to find that the sword burning with scarlet flames that hovered over Jiang He's head had suddenly expanded to a hundred meters long in no time at all.
"A flying sword!"
"That's the legendary flying sword!"
Yan Dehao was left shaken inwardly. He had seen it when he was outside but did not take it to heart, but now that he saw Jiang He invoking the Scarlet Flame Sword, he could not help remembering the ancient texts he read in the Sky Demon Cult.
"It is recorded in ancient texts that qi refiners existed before the Qin Dynasty. They could control mystic treasures and flying swords to behead people from thousands of miles away … could Jiang He have inherited a cultivator's legacy?"
Yan Dehao thought then. Looking at the distance between him and the barren mountain, he retreated several hundred meters by reflex.
That was when scarlet sword radiance erupted in the skies, dispelling the gray mist over the sky of the heritage site.
Jiang He raised his finger out of thin air, before pressing it downwards —
Whoosh!
The hundred-meter-long giant sword was raised and brought down as well!
A thousand-meter-long Sword Qi burst out from the giant sword!
… …
At the same time.
There was an ancient temple inside the barren mountain.
Around the ancient palace, there were many stone statues. These stone statues were all of the Demon Clan with human bodies and beast heads. Some were three zhang tall, some had wings, some had three legs, and some had ferocious expressions.
At the end of the temple was a figure with a wolf's head. It was sitting cross-legged and wearing silver armor, with a pitch-black gourd that seemed to be made of wood and gold placed before its knees.
On his knees was a jade book that recorded the cultivation methods of the Monster Race.
The figure was not a stone statue, but a corpse. There was no telling how many years it had been dead, but it did not decay.
The Graywolf King pushed itself off the ground with its two front paws and arrived before the corpse, prostrating on the ground and speaking in human tongue, "Senior, this junior is the Graywolf of Mount Dadong. Having received your legacy today, I would definitely fulfill your dying wish and revitalize the wolves."
The Graywolf King rose to its feet and poured its blood over the pitch-black gourd.
Ooom!
A stream of Daemonic Qi shot out from the gourd, completely engulfing the Graywolf King. Soon, the Graywolf King's body rapidly changed, its gray fur turning pitch-black in no time at all. Its legs that Jiang He had cut off rapidly regrew, and its aura rapidly climbed up to pinnacle Feral King.
Moments later …
The Graywolf King stopped morphing.
Its aura was not at the level of a Feral Emperor, but it was not far from it.
Even its wolf body was showing signs of transforming into a human body.
Its claws had already turned into palms, and it stood on its hind legs, hugging the gourd as it grinned fearsomely. "Daemonic secret treasure …"
"With this daemonic secret treasure, I could even kill Feral Emperors!"
It reached out and grabbed, taking off the silver armor from the corpse and refining it with a drop of blood.
Then, it opened its mouth and breathed, breathing a stream of Daemonic Qi into the gourd. The gourd promptly enlarged, and a blood-colored slash shot out from its mouth, cutting one of the stone statues in two with a clang.
"So powerful!"
Delighted, the Graywolf King laughed out loud. "With this gourd, killing Jiang He would be a piece of cake …"
And yet, in the next instant, the Graywolf King's face dropped.
The entire mountain suddenly split open …
"Eh?"
"That slash was so frightening that it split a mountain with a light strike? But … I was only slashing at the stone statue, not the mountain! "
The Graywolf King appeared rather confused. It promptly looked up, only to find that the barren mountain had split in two.
Up in the skies, Jiang He took to the skies, the Scarlet Flame Sword hovering over his head as he looked down below, exclaiming in surprise, "Graywolf King, why did you turn black?"
He dyed his hair in such a short time?
(PS: Second update. Tomorrow is Children's Day. Aren't you guys going to give me some presents and reminders?)
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