Many of Taixuan Shengzong's people had died, including three elders. There was even a Heavenly Palace powerhouse like Yan Zhuoran. How could Taixuan Shengzong not be enraged?
Moreover, the Hundred Devils Nest was where Taixuan Shengzong suppressed the demons. If word got out that his disciples and elders were killed, he would become the laughingstock of the world. Therefore, Taixuan Shengzong had to quell this riot as soon as possible. Otherwise, he would lose all face!
Those who entered the Hundred Devils Nest this time were all Heavenly Palace powerhouses. Moreover, they were all old monsters who had cultivated to the fifth or sixth tier of the Heavenly Palace. Their murderous aura gave the old demons such as Gongyangjia a great deal of pressure before they even arrived!
Jiang Nan, Daoist Xuanyin, and the others rushed into the seventh level of the Hundred Devils Nest and instantly felt a powerful aura rushing towards them. This aura was almost like a divine might, violent, domineering, and full of demonic nature. It was as if a living demon god had appeared here, causing fear, awe, and submission!
Everyone looked up, and the first thing that came into view was an incomparably huge skeleton sitting on a throne. The skeleton's head was lowered, and this skeleton's body was wrapped in dense chains. Some were embedded in the ground, some were embedded in the walls, and some were suspended high up in the air. At the end of each chain was a ring lock, locking all the bones in his body!
He was incomparably tall. Gongyangjia's original form was a ram that was over a thousand feet tall. There were also demons among the other devils, and their physiques were extremely huge. However, in front of this skeleton, they were still tiny and only as tall as his calves.
As for Jiang Nan, Daoist Xuanyin, and the middle-aged man, they were even more pitifully small. They were not even as tall as the skeleton's toes!
His bones were also many times more than an ordinary person's. An ordinary person only had 24 ribs, but he had 108!
His arm bones were made up of 12 bones intertwined together, like a fried dough twist. It was the same for his leg bones. One could imagine how much power his body could contain!
Balls of demonic flames were like clouds, floating beside his bones, surrounding his body, constantly burning, the pure black flames gave off an incomparably dangerous feeling!
"This kind of physique is many times stronger than the 108 Dragon Pillar Spine Bone of the Dutian Godly Radiating Art!" Jiang Nan was shocked. From this skeleton, he saw another incomparably powerful physical body cultivation method.
"Youdu devil fire! God, who is this guy? "
A strong practitioner of the devil path that was trapped muttered, "Youdu Devil Fire is a divine fire that only devil gods can refine, could he be a devil god?"
The others were also deeply shaken. This giant's skeleton simply exceeded their understanding. This was the first time they had seen such a tyrannical existence!
Daoist Xuan Yin's expression changed slightly, and he muttered, "The structure of the bones is worlds apart from humans, could he be a devil?"
The bronze-masked man revealed an expression of praise and smiled. "That's right, this senior of my sect indeed has the bloodline of the devil race, and it's the bloodline of a devil god. Thus, his aptitude is extremely high, and he can cultivate the heart techniques of the devil path with ease. Other people need to spend many years to cultivate a technique, but he only needs a few days."
"It's a pity that this senior of yours is already dead."
Gongyangjia chuckled. "His flesh and blood have already rotted away, and only his bones are left. Even his brain has rotted away, and he can't be any more dead. Bronze-face, you just said that if you save your senior, you can save us from here. Now that your senior is dead, it's time for you to fulfill your promise! "
The other devils nodded their heads. Even though the life force of a cultivator was extremely strong, they would still die if their head or heart was removed. When one cultivated to Celestial Palace Realm, their corporeal bodies were incomparably strong, so they might be able to survive without a heart. However, without a brain, they would definitely die.
This skeleton's brain had already rotted away, so it must have been dead for a long time.
Jiang Nan thought to himself, This skeleton is most likely an existence like Taihuang, who cultivated to the peak of Celestial Palace Realm Eight Celestial Palace Realm and was only one step away from becoming a god. When I get my hands on this skeleton, I can refine an excellent transcendent artifact, and I can also comprehend his heart technique from this skeleton!
His heart was thumping wildly, and he couldn't help but have evil thoughts about this skeleton.
"My senior is an extremely knowledgeable man. Even though he isn't a god, he won't die so easily."
The bronze-masked man smiled and said, "In the past, Taihuang ambushed this senior of mine and heavily injured him with the divine cauldron. However, he wasn't able to kill him completely, so he could only suppress him in the Hundred Devils Nest. However, this senior of mine's corporeal body is already so strong that it is comparable to a god's. He cultivated the body of a demon god and refined his memories and consciousness into his bones. Even if his corporeal body is shattered, he can regenerate it. "
His voice was filled with respect as he said in a deep voice, "This senior was one of the few opponents that Taihuang was most wary of. If Taihuang didn't have the divine cauldron, he might not be his match."
"Now, it is time to witness a miracle!"
The bronze-masked man suddenly took out a foot-tall jade bottle and brought it to the skeleton. When he came to the top of the skeleton, the jade bottle tilted, and spiritual liquid poured out of the bottle like a waterfall, pouring onto the skeleton.
In an instant, tens of thousands of kilograms of spiritual liquid poured out of the jade bottle, but the amount of spiritual liquid in the bottle didn't decrease at all.
When the spiritual liquid landed on the skeleton's bones, it didn't flow down along the bones. Instead, it was rapidly absorbed by the skeleton, as if a basin of water was poured into sand.
More and more spiritual liquid flowed out of the bottle, and in a short moment, there was half a million kilograms of spiritual liquid flowing out. The skeleton absorbed a lot of spiritual liquid, and gradually, all kinds of dazzling Dao patterns appeared on the surface of the skeleton. The Dao patterns intertwined and formed incomparably thick blood vessels that densely covered the surface of the skeleton.
As more and more spiritual liquid was absorbed, the densely packed blood vessels appeared. Then, blood surged in the blood vessels, and a heart gradually grew in the skeleton's chest.
And in the skeleton's skull, there were also Dao patterns intertwining continuously. The brain, cerebellum, brainstem, nerves, meridians, and tendons were constantly growing.
After a moment, two huge eyes grew out of the empty eye sockets and rolled around.
Everyone was dumbfounded and couldn't believe the scene in front of them. This skeleton had clearly been dead for countless years, but it could actually come back to life, growing a heart and brain from the skeleton, waking up from the dead!
This meant that he had refined his memory into the Dao patterns, and when the Dao patterns constructed the brain, his memory could be restored. This method was beyond their understanding!
This was the body of a demon god, which had an incomparably strong vitality!
Jiang Nan was inexplicably shocked. Although his corporeal body also had an extremely strong recovery ability, it paled in comparison to the skeleton in front of him. After all, if his head was smashed by someone, he would die on the spot, but this skeleton in front of him could still come back to life even if it was only left with bones!
His corporeal body is tyrannical to the realm of gods, immortal and indestructible! The cultivation technique that this person cultivated is definitely stronger than my Devil Bell Tyrant Body. It might even be a god-level cultivation technique! Jiang Nan thought to himself.
There was still spiritual liquid flowing out of the jade bottle, and flesh began to grow on the skeleton. Pieces of hideous and terrifying tendons appeared, causing his shriveled corporeal body to gradually swell up.
The skeleton's eyes turned and swept across everyone, suppressing the hearts of these great demons to sudden stop, and they almost couldn't breathe.
Finally, the skeleton's gaze fell on the bronze-masked man. With a cracking sound, the bronze-masked man's face cracked open, revealing a handsome face.
Jiang Nan looked over and saw that this middle-aged man had an outstanding appearance. He had two strokes of beard and was a rarely seen handsome man. His eyes were like two bright moons, pure and flawless.
"Great Martial Uncle, why did you shatter my mask?"
The middle-aged man laughed bitterly and said: "I'm not like the God Slaughtering Valley's Valley Master, who carries thousands of masks with him. If I were to walk out from here and be recognized by others, wouldn't that bring a calamity to my Divine Sect?"
"Divine Sect?"
Jiang Nan's heart trembled, "He is the Supreme Patriarch of the Starry Crescent Demon Sect, Fu Wengong!"
Jiang Nan had heard of Fu Wengong of the Starry Crescent Demon Sect. Fu Wengong had been in charge of the Starry Crescent Demon Sect for more than a hundred years and had never revealed his true strength. No one knew his cultivation level and strength, but he had taught eight great disciples: Shen, Zong, Wu, Di, Xiang, Meng, Kong, and You. They were all rare talents!
Jiang Nan had seen Jun Meng You, Li Yuankong, and Shen Qian before. They were outstanding among the younger generation, and their talent and potential were top-notch!
"Fu Wengong?"
Daoist Xuanyin immediately recognized the middle-aged man. Before he was imprisoned by Taihuang in the Hundred Devil Nest, Fu Wengong had already become famous and inherited the position of Starry Crescent Demon Sect's Patriarch!
"He is Fu Wengong, the Patriarch of the Starry Crescent Demon Sect. Then who is this skeleton? There is only one person that Fu Wengong calls Great Martial Uncle, and that person also has the bloodline of a demon god … "
Daoist Xuanyin could not help but show fear in his eyes. He suddenly thought of an extremely terrifying existence and shivered a few times.
Compared to Taihuang, he was more afraid of that terrifying existence. After all, Taihuang was a master of the righteous path, and he would not do bad things openly. However, that person was unscrupulous and had killed countless people. He could be said to be the first God of Slaughter in history!
"Morosh!"
Xuanyin let out a breath of turbid air. "If it really is him, then the world will really be in chaos …"
The skeleton's flesh and blood had already recovered by forty to fifty percent. He suddenly opened his mouth, and his voice rumbled like thunder from the sky. "You don't need to be cautious in front of me. As long as I get out of here, so what if Taixuan Shengzong discovers your true identity? As long as Taihuang has not become a god, I can guarantee that the Divine Sect will not be destroyed! "
His tone was extremely domineering. Although he had not completely recovered, his words undoubtedly showed the majesty of an overlord!
"Wengong, is your master dead?"
Morosh revealed a smile on his face. Because his skin had not grown back yet, he looked even more ferocious. He laughed and said, "Although I am his senior brother, he is very guarded against me. He is afraid that I will usurp his position as the chief. If he is not dead, you will not come to save me. "
Fu Wengong laughed and said, "Uncle master, my master is indeed dead. However, even I do not want to save you. Your murderous intent is too heavy, and it is hard to control you. Once you come out from the Hundred Devils Nest, you will definitely cause trouble everywhere. It is better to let you be suppressed here. Now that Taihuang has come out, no one can stop him. I can only ask for uncle master's help. "
"Taihuang!"
Morosh's face became even more ferocious, and the chains rattled. After a while, he finally calmed down and shook his head. "In the path of cultivation, one step slower will cause one step slower. I have been suppressed for more than three hundred years, and I have not cultivated for three hundred years. Instead of improving, my cultivation level has regressed. Now, I am no longer his opponent."
Fu Wengong glanced at the demons and smiled. "Uncle master, these food, how much of your cultivation level can you recover? Can you break through the Hundred Devils Nest and leave this place? "
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