Who knew how many times more violent the collision this time was compared to when he slammed into the ice wall. Not a single bone in his body was intact. He only relied on his true qi to stay alive. The wind whistled past his ears as he was pushed back rapidly by the huge figure. He tried his best to open his eyes, but he discovered that he had returned to the cavern. He saw a skeletal monster, and beside it was the Steel Plate corpse that he had spent countless efforts to refine.
"Fuck …" With that, a pink gas swallowed him, and he lost his final sliver of consciousness.
His segmented body was a gorgeous pink. Who knew how many legs there were on the sides, moving quickly and rhythmically. He moved with startling speed. Only a blurry streak of pink light could be seen. It was like an underground train whistling past, kicking up a violent gust of wind that made his clothes rustle. This was the first time Li Qingshan had seen Milliped's original form, but he did not see his form. Instead, he saw a raging river of daemon qi.
This was the first time Li Qingshan had experienced Milliped's strength. Normally, this guy who only ate and slept did not seem dignified at all, but he was a Daemon General through and through. He was a powerful Daemon General at that.
The remaining Qi Practitioners all held their breaths as they watched this sight with widened, lifeless eyes. If everything they had experienced before was a nightmare, then what they felt right now was like something even more terrifying had barged into their nightmare. Their thoughts were immediately cut off, and they directly fainted from the impact of the daemon qi.
Milliped left suddenly. Li Qingshan and Little Ann looked at one another. They had both seen the green figure chase after Milliped. The person who could escape so easily, was it …
"Oh no!" Li Qingshan's expression changed drastically. If he went any further up, he would reach the surface. There, Milliped would lose the protection of the treaty and become prey that human cultivators could hunt down as they pleased. And right now, there were three Foundation Establishment cultivators waiting for him above. Coupled with the unknown green figure, he could smell the heavy scent of a scheme.
… …
Yu Zijian collapsed on the snow. The sunlight was so blinding that she could not open her eyes. The light enveloped her from all directions, making her dizzy.
Vaguely, she could hear people running and calling out. "More people have come out!"
She slowly opened her eyes. A dozen or so Qi Practitioners were lying on the ground not far away, their bodies drenched in blood. Some looked numb. Some were still crying.
They were all independent cultivators. Because they could not choose the best path or the best spiritual land like the disciples of the three mountains, they even had to set off later. Instead, it was a blessing in disguise, allowing them to avoid certain death traps. However, they had also experienced numerous dangers before they managed to escape. A new lease of life after a disaster.
Before she could see these people clearly, three figures suddenly appeared in front of her. Blocking the sun.
The three elders asked frantically, "How's it going down there?"
Yu Zijian raised her head in confusion. All she saw was their expressions. Similar to the surviving Qi Practitioners, they were filled with a gloomy aura of decay.
The corner of the Lone Grave Elder's mouth constantly twitched, the Golden Pheasant Elder's eyes were bloodshot, and the Green Vine Elder, who had always been composed, had lost his usual composure.
If the disciples of the three mountains that had died in the beginning had already made their hearts bleed, then the blood that flowed afterwards was basically unstoppable.
The specks of light on the underground mental map were like flying sparks, extinguishing in large swathes. The Golden Pheasant Elder wanted to charge underground several times, but he was stopped by the Green Vine Elder and the Lone Grave Elder. Hwa Seung-zan was nearby. They could not break the treaty before him.
In the end, only a few specks of light remained. From the independent cultivators that had escaped, they finally learnt that they had fallen into a trap set up by daemons during the Herb Gathering ceremony.
Although they managed to maintain their appearances after so many years of cultivation, their faces were ashen. Only the Lone Grave Elder did not seem to have changed much, but he was thinking the same thing. "It's over. It's all over."
Just when Yu Zijian had no idea how to reply, Hua Chenglu rushed over and hugged her. "Zijian, you're fine. That's fantastic. I was worried sick."
"Chenglu, err, I'm fine." Yu Zijian glanced past her shoulder and saw Hwa Seung-zan standing nearby with his arms behind his back. However, the usual smile on his face had completely vanished.
Hwa Seung-zan understood that the Herb Gathering ceremony this time had completely severed the foundations of the three mountains. A sect couldn't just have a Foundation Establishment Sect Leader. It needed a large number of disciples to handle the sect's affairs and inherit the legacy of the sect's Daoist teachings. From the weakest Outer Sect disciple to the strongest Eldest Brother, every step was indispensable.
Yet now, the three mountains had lost at least ninety percent of their disciples. They were like a tree that had lost its roots. Although it still stood on the surface, it was close to death.
He felt rather bitter inside. He had tried to stop people from killing daemons, but daemons were secretly plotting. They used the opportunity to deal a fatal blow to people. He even suspected that the Daemon General who ruled over this region was not as stupid as the records stated. Instead, he was someone with great intelligence, no, a daemon. The Herb Gathering ceremonies in the past were all bait that the Daemon General had purposefully thrown out.
This really was like the saying, "Man harms the tiger, and the tiger harms the man." The era of the Treaty of Kings had already passed. Just how much longer could the order and laws that the school of Legalism maintained last?
At this moment, the tremors underground had already become more and more intense. Hwa Seung-zan gazed at the pitch-black hole and frowned. This did not seem like an earthquake.
When he looked at the three elders again, they had already abandoned Yu Zijian. They gazed at the hole together, no longer bothering to hide their expressions. Fury and delight mingled on their faces. There seemed to be a hint of madness.
A terrifying demonic aura surged out from the ground like a huge wave.
Oh no!
Hwa Seung-zan's face changed. He arrived beside Hua Chenglu and Yu Zijian in a flash and grabbed them by the shoulders. Using all of his true qi, he leapt out of the pit.
The sinkhole was more than thirty meters deep, but he continued to climb higher and higher as he rode the wind. He arrived above the sinkhole in the blink of an eye. A streak of green light that was ten times faster than him streaked past him and disappeared into the horizon. He was actually suppressing his speed while being chased by Milliped.
Like a flash of inspiration, Hwa Seung-zan immediately understood what had happened. His mission had still failed. Not only had Fu Qingjin silently defeated the three elders, but he had even lured the Daemon General out from underground.
Powerful daemon qi surged into the air. A millipede several dozen meters long emerged from the ground and was exposed to the light of day. It raised its head and let out a sharp screech.
The colossal figure blotted out the sky. The Qi Practitioners who had survived the disaster all paled. The three elders were extremely vigilant.
"W- what's that?" Hua Chenglu asked with a trembling voice. Even from so high up, the bewitching colour and vicious form were still enough to make people shiver.
"The original form of a Daemon General." Hwa Seung-zan rubbed Hua Chenglu's head comfortingly. In this day and age, there were very few humans who had seen the original form of a Daemon General. Hopefully, there would not be many more in the future.
Suddenly, he saw Yu Zijian stare straight down. She asked in confusion, "Aren't you afraid?"
However, Yu Zijian seemed to be possessed. She ignored him and gripped the hilt of her sword firmly.
"Die, wretched daemon!" A furious bellow filled with hatred erupted from the Green Vine Elder's chest. He formed a seal with his hands, and like a lotus flower blooming, the spiritual qi of the world began to move.
Suddenly, he pointed down, and several green vines rose up from the ground. Every single one of them was thicker than a water tank, wrapping around and tightening around Milliped. Vines grew from the green vines. They were all as thick as water buckets, wrapping around his feet.
Milliped immediately became immobilised. Even with his terrifying strength, he was unable to use any of it. He let out another hiss, and pink gas erupted from his body.
The green vines around him immediately began to decay and wither. The pink gas filled the entire pit. The Qi Practitioners who were lucky enough to survive had already taken advantage of the situation. They had already begun leaping towards the top of the pit, but they were not as fast as Hwa Seung-zan. They were about to reach the top of the pit when the pink gas surged up.
They unleashed all of their protective talismans and techniques in a frenzy, but all they saw was darkness, and their bodies stiffened up. They could not use any more strength, nor could they use any true qi at all. They fell straight into the pit. Only the hundred treasures pouch that was not easily corroded landed on the ground, which slowly sank down.
As it turned out, even the rock and soil had been corroded and softened by the poisonous gas. With a hissing sound, wisps of white smoke rose up. The toxicity of the poison was startling.
Hwa Seung-zan originally circled above the pit, but when he saw this, he flew to one side in a hurry. When he looked down again, the pit seemed like an erupting volcano. The greyish-white smoke was mixed with the pink gas, forming a smoke dragon that connected the sky and the sun. It could be seen from fifty kilometers away.
He was shocked. This was the power of a Daemon General!
However, before Milliped could break free, even more green vines wrapped around him. Only the three elders remained standing. They had all unleashed protective techniques, but they were constantly corroded by the pink gas.
Even if their true qi was combined, it was nowhere close to Milliped's daemon qi. It was impossible for them to emerge victorious in a prolonged battle.
The Green Vine Elder called out, "Fellows, why don't you do something?!"
Before he could even say that, a golden pheasant took off into the air and shone with blinding light. It matched the radiance of the sun in the sky, adding even more brilliance. With a caw, the pheasant stepped on Milliped's head and pecked down viciously.
At the same time, a figure shrouded in surging black smoke passed through the pink gas and reached towards Milliped's weakest abdomen.
Clang! The sound of metal colliding echoed through the pit a few times, piercing through the clouds.
Milliped let out a painful cry. His colossal body writhed violently, releasing even more pink gas. Although he was not injured due to the toughness of his armour, he felt like he had been stabbed in the head.
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