"The one who will take your life." The monk grinned, and waves of demonic qi surged out of his body. The Mahayana cultivator didn't even have time to react before he was demonized by the demonic qi. His body began to undergo all sorts of inexplicable changes, and in the blink of an eye, he became a demonic creature that had lost all sense of reason.
Shang had the aura of a superior. He didn't choose to attack the monk. Instead, he charged towards the huge city below. There were cultivators in the huge city below, but there were even more mortals. The devils transformed from Mahayana cultivators entering this huge city were like tigers entering a flock of sheep. They were invincible existences. Along with miserable screams, the mortals in the huge city were constantly being demonized. The cultivators who came to save the day were coming to the rescue.
The cultivators who came to save the day either died or fled in terror.
"They're too slow." The monk shook his head. With a thought, another wave of devil qi rushed out from his body, turning into a black dragon that swept across the city. In less than a moment, the entire city was immersed in a monstrous devil flame. From the nobles to the peddlers, regardless of whether they were cultivators or mortals, the entire city was engulfed in the devil flame.
From the nobles to the commoners, cultivators and mortals alike, they were all demonized by the demonic qi.
The giant city that was originally full of vitality had now become a city of death filled with all kinds of wandering demonic creatures.
"It seems like there's no inheritance here that the Demon Monarch wants."
The monk waited for a long time, but there was no sign of any phenomenon. He shook his head and headed to the next giant city.
Similar scenes were happening everywhere. In less than half a day, at least a hundred giant cities on this planet had been turned into scenes from hell.
The Demon Monarch of Heavencraft stood in the void, his divine sense enveloping the entire planet. He didn't miss a single corner, so that he would be the first to notice anything strange happening.
…
"Help …"
Panicked mortals madly ran out of the city gates, and behind them were a group of demon beasts. How could the mortals be faster than the demon beasts? Those who fell behind were caught by the demon beasts and eaten alive, giving the mortals some time to escape.
There were broken limbs all around, and fresh blood flowed along the ravine on the ground in all directions. The air was filled with the nauseating smell of blood.
A family of three. The father carried his daughter and his wife as they ran for their lives. Their speed was faster than the other mortals, but gradually, the mortals behind them were devoured. Naturally, they became the next target of the monsters.
In just a few breaths of time, the demonic creatures had crossed the distance of a thousand feet and surrounded the family of three. The monk who was standing on top of the giant city only glanced at the commotion here and no longer paid any attention to it.
The child cried in fear.
The father hugged the child tightly and stuck close to his wife. He looked around at the group of monsters in a panic.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, close your eyes."
He muttered to himself.
The child obediently closed his eyes and suddenly felt that he was not as afraid as before.
"Roar!" A few of the monsters suddenly roared and pounced towards the family of three. The father and wife closed their eyes and tightly hugged each other. But after waiting for a long time, they suddenly found that the pain they had imagined had yet to come. Finally, the three of them quietly opened their eyes and saw that the monsters around them had arrived.
But a pair of bare feet appeared in front of the three of them.
"Master?"
His father asked in bewilderment.
It was a young monk in a gray robe. However, the gray robe was full of patches and he did not have shoes on his feet.
"Benefactor, are you alright?"
The young monk smiled.
"I'm, I'm fine …"
"It's good that you're fine. Benefactor, continue in this direction. There's a monk temple not far ahead. You can stay there for a while."
After saying that, the young monk walked towards the giant city. With just a step, he arrived at the entrance of the giant city.
When he entered the city, he saw a hellish scene. The demonic creatures were constantly pouncing on the mortals. Even the cultivators were barely holding on.
"Amitabha."
The young monk placed his palms together and chanted a Buddhist mantra.
Then, wherever he passed, the demonic creatures were destroyed one after another. Some mortals and cultivators who were about to be killed inexplicably found themselves saved. Then, they saw a young monk dressed in extremely simple clothes pass by.
In less than ten breaths of time, all the demonic creatures in the giant city were eliminated. When the black-robed monk with the cultivation of a Taiyi True Demon saw this, his eyes immediately locked onto the grey-robed monk.
"Could he be the descendant of that lineage?"
The black-robed monk's eyes flickered and his figure suddenly disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already in front of the young monk.
"Little monk, your cultivation is not bad. To be able to disperse my demonic qi, it means that your inheritance is not bad."
The black-robed monk grinned.
"You speak the common language of the Immortal World quite well. It seems that your background should be extraordinary. However, why did you come here?"
The young monk said indifferently.
"Naturally, I'm looking for the thing that our Lord Demon Lord wants. I wonder if you have it with you?"
The black-robed monk smiled and walked towards the young monk.
"My apologies, but I can't give it to you."
When the black-robed monk reached the young monk, he gently raised his hand and placed it on the monk's forehead.
During this process, the black-robed monk realized that he couldn't move his body at all, and a look of shock appeared on his face. Then, the young monk's palm blossomed with golden light. The black-robed monk only had time to let out a mournful howl before he turned into charcoal and fell to the ground.
The commotion here naturally couldn't escape the Demon Lord's consciousness. In the blink of an eye, he and his subordinates had arrived above the giant city where the young monk was.
"You're the descendant of that lineage, am I right?"
The Demon Lord asked indifferently.
"Which lineage?"
The young monk smiled and raised his head to meet the Demon Lord's gaze.
"You're just bluffing!"
The demon lord sneered. "That lineage is already extinct. Even if there were descendants, they wouldn't be able to obtain their essence. Today, I'll seize your inheritance, and in the future, I'll rebuild the Spirit Mountain on the demonic continent!"
As he spoke, demonic qi surged in front of him and transformed into an enormous demonic palm that slammed down on the young monk.
However, just as his demonic palm was about to land on the young monk's body, it was obstructed by the sudden appearance of a golden light, unable to advance an inch!
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