The great shaman priest took his leave in a hurry to prepare for the sacrificial ceremony!
The Bone Eating Shaman King sank into his thoughts for a while longer before turning around and gazing at the totem wall. He bowed slightly and made a gesture of prayer. "Great god Qiongqi, please bless my Bone Eating clan with the utmost viciousness and evil, never to be redeemed for their sins. There will be a day when demons will return to this world and do whatever they want!"
The eyes of the Qiongqi totem seemed to move, revealing a vicious smile filled with malice.
Li Qingshan sat on the dark-red ground. This was under the blood-red swirl, where a hundred thousand Bone Eating shamans fought and died. Little Ann had already incinerated the corpses, but the whistling of the wind was like surging murderousness.
However, the whistling of the wind was like a surging murderous aura. The sounds of weapons clashing and battle cries were still echoing in his ears. If he were a regular cultivator, he would definitely be restless, unable to eat or sleep in peace, but Li Qingshan felt very comfortable. The tiger demon roared in his heart, becoming more and more vicious.
A while later, he opened his eyes and exhaled gently. He had completed another stage of cultivation.
"Little Ann, why does the brain core of this Bone Eating shaman seem so similar to the demon heart of demonfolk? However, it's also a little different!"
Li Qingshan held a colourless, half-transparent crystal between his fingers. He raised it and gazed at it, reflecting the blood-red swirl in the sky.
"It's the same, but it's also different."
Little Ann busied about, placing crystal skulls around Li Qingshan one by one, vaguely forming a formation.
"What do you mean it's the same, but it's also different?"
Li Qingshan spread out his limbs and laid down, gazing at the blood-red swirl in the sky. The ground was moist and warm, where the smell of earth and blood mixed together to form a wondrous scent. Taking a deep breath, he felt refreshed.
"Demonfolk have invaded the nine provinces many times in the past. Although they've all been vanquished in the end, the effects are extremely far-reaching. Many cultivation methods and techniques of the cultivation community originate from the demonic arts and magics of demonfolk. They've just changed their appearance slightly. In particular, in the wilderness, the core shaman techniques of some shaman tribes are directly the cultivation methods of demonfolk.
Speaking of which, your Demon Suppression Statuary is also a cultivation method created by demonfolk! "
Little Ann smiled and came to his side. She sat directly on his stomach and supported her cheek with one hand as she spoke.
"Great Xia's vigilance against demonfolk is so great. The actions of the Bone Eating shamans are basically the same as demonfolk, so how did they manage to develop until now?" Li Qingshan asked in confusion.
"That's why I said there's still a difference. The demon hearts of demonfolk are planted from a young age, while the brain cores of Bone Eating shamans are condensed after birth. No matter how evil shamans commit, they still know they're doing evil. They're just demonic cultivators. "
Li Qingshan nodded. The demonic cultivators of this world were not just for show. For the sake of refining treasures, the White Lotus Mother had slaughtered two hundred thousand people in an entire city, and that was only one of the many examples. Compared to that, the Bone Eating shamans only had the word "eat", and they ate for the sake of survival.
It was impossible for Great Xia to kill all the demonic cultivators in the world. If they really did that, they wouldn't be far from destruction. The humans had internal strife, but the ones happy were still the daemons. Once the daemons gained the upper hand, they would definitely eat humans much more viciously than the Bone Eating shamans.
Little Ann continued, "Demonfolk have good and evil reversed. They have no idea they're doing evil at all. Their very existence blasphemes the gods and buddhas, and once they successfully invade, they'll twist the laws of this world and turn everyone into demons.
"In other words, my Demon Suppression Statuary might be able to restrain the Bone Eating Shaman King? If I had known earlier, I would've tested it. "
Li Qingshan said with some pity. When he swept through the Bone Eating tribes, he had directly used his abilities to crush them. He had never thought about using the Demon Suppression Statuary.
"It will restrain them, but they're a major realm of cultivation apart. The demons are probably much stronger," said Little Ann.
"Fair enough. The Myriad Poison Ancestor can be regarded as a standard great demonic cultivator. His demonic nature is terrifyingly powerful, but I didn't feel like it could restrain him much back then. At the end of the day, it all comes down to who has a higher cultivation and a bigger fist."
"It's already very impressive that the Demon Suppression Statuary can suppress demonic cultivators and demonfolk at the same realm of cultivation. I've investigated the demonfolk who created the Demon Suppression Statuary in the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga. Although a lot of the information is obscure and unclear, and many things have been erased and smeared, according to my speculation, if he hadn't suddenly switched sides during the last demon plague and used the Demon Suppression Statuary to purge the demons, the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga would have been destroyed already. "
"That's powerful!" Li Qingshan was surprised before smiling. "In other words, he can be regarded as a" demonic traitor "."
Little Ann took the brain core from Li Qingshan's hand and stood up. "The Qi Consuming Formation of Nine Breaths is almost complete. Prepare to begin!"
"Come!"
Li Qingshan leapt to his feet as a thought flashed through his head. He wondered how the Myriad Poison Ancestor was doing in Bone Eating city.
The sun set in the west, and night rose up. The sky was filled with stars.
The Bone Eating Shaman King gazed at the distant horizon and suddenly saw a green star whistle over with a long tail. His expression could not help but change, and he gripped the black scepter firmly.
"Shaman King, how have you been?"
In the blink of an eye, the green light arrived above Bone Eating city, turning into the Myriad Poison Ancestor and gazing down.
"Fellow Myriad Poison, you sure have changed quite a bit. Hmm? Perhaps I should call you the Myriad Poison Ghost King in the future. "
There were only so many great cultivators in the Mist province. Over the lengthy period of time, basically all of them had met before. However, they normally cultivated separately, so they rarely came into contact with one another. The Myriad Poison Ancestor's sudden visit surprised the Bone Eating Shaman King slightly. Afterwards, he saw that the Myriad Poison Ancestor had already become a ghost cultivator, which made him even more surprised.
Very few great cultivators would willingly give up on their bodies. Looking at his age, it was not like he had reached the end of his lifespan, so why would he make a choice like that? Was it because he refined and used poison all year round, which had reduced his lifespan? As for the possibility that someone had destroyed the Myriad Poison Ancestor's body, it only flashed through his head.
"Hmph, it's just a title. You can call me whatever you want. However, even if I've become a ghost cultivator, I'm not weaker than anyone!"
The Myriad Poison Ancestor gave off his aura without hiding it at all. For a moment, chilly winds whistled, and poisonous flames rose up, dyeing the sky a miserable green.
When demonic cultivators communicated with one another, displaying their strength was the most important step. Only when they were strong enough could they communicate as equals.
Old man Myriad Poison is actually still so powerful after becoming a ghost cultivator. Looks like he obtained a supreme, brilliant ghost cultivation method, which is why he made this decision. He can't be underestimated.
The Bone Eating Shaman King thought and raised his hand. "You never come without a reason. Please come down and have a look, fellow."
"I've never been here before. I didn't think your Bone Eating shaman city would actually be so grand!"
The Myriad Poison Ancestor's sleeves fluttered, and he landed beside the Bone Eating Shaman King. He glanced at the Qiongqi totem deeply first before glancing back at the entire city.
The Bone Eating Shaman King originally wanted to praise the Myriad Poison Ancestor's Myriad Poison cult, but he remembered the great shaman priest's message. Many of the disciples of the Myriad Poison cult seemed to have been slaughtered by that Li Qingshan. If he said that, he would probably provoke the Myriad Poison Ancestor. He was known for his narrow-mindedness and viciousness, so he changed the topic.
"You're too kind, fellow. However, I have no other choice. If it weren't for food, who would be willing to raise so many humans? I'm more envious of you, fellow. You can cultivate just by breathing in the spiritual qi of the world. You're all alone, without so many worries."
The Myriad Poison Ancestor's face sank. The Bone Eating Shaman King thought, Don't tell me I've still offended him? He thinks I'm mocking him because all of his disciples and clansmen have been killed. He sure is difficult to please. Whatever, do you think I'm afraid of you?
He directly asked, "Fellow, why have you come all the way here?"
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