Poof!
The Snake of Jealousy had already drilled its way through the fat monster's stomach. This fat monster was snow-white all over, and its head was strangely small. On its small bald head, there was only a large mouth full of sharp, jagged teeth.
It had no eyes, no ears, no nostrils, and nothing else.
After a huge hole was drilled through its stomach, it staggered back a few steps and exploded into countless black pieces with a bang, slowly dissipating.
The Snake of Jealousy had a bouncing black ball in its mouth. It didn't know what it was, but it was biting at it greedily.
Lu Sheng ignored it. Yin Demons weren't completely dependent on him. They were born from him, but they could grow on their own.
The limit of a Yin Demon's growth came from the strength of its main body. Under normal circumstances, Yin Demons like Liu Shanzi could at most reach a level lower than the main body.
Of course, they had their own ways of cultivation. Their strength would never increase by leaps and bounds without a price. It was just that as Yin Demons, their starting point was much higher than ordinary people.
Lu Sheng led the way to the largest building in the center.
As he slowly stepped onto the steps, he looked down at the ground. The dark red stone steps were covered with many deep scratches, like they were made by swords.
"It's here." He didn't go any further. This place had completely become a paradise for demons. All humans were dead. No matter what he did, the land here would be completely polluted. There was nothing he could do.
He came here to confirm with his own eyes if his teacher Liu Shanzi was really dead.
Luckily, as soon as he entered, his terrifying senses immediately sensed something strange.
"Shadow. Go down and take a look, "he ordered calmly.
"Yes …" The Shadow of Insanity slowly drilled out of his shadow, condensing into a shadow with blood-red eyes, and suddenly drilled into the stone steps.
"Hiss …"
In an instant, the Shadow of Insanity sank into the ground and disappeared without a sound.
Lu Sheng stood on the steps, waiting with his eyes closed.
He Xiangzi and the others didn't dare to disturb him, and only waited quietly behind him.
"Hiss!"
Suddenly, Lu Sheng's eyes snapped open. A hint of joy surfaced in his eyes.
"Found it! There's still hope!! "
A hole was silently corroded on the ground, and the Shadow of Insanity slowly floated out with two bodies wrapped in it. It hissed at Lu Sheng as if it was trying to please him.
"Finally … I'm not late …" Lu Sheng let out a long sigh as he looked at Liu Shanzi and Grandma Qing Kong who were still breathing.
The two of them were hugging each other. To be more precise, Qing Kong was hugging Liu Shanzi tightly, her body glowing with a sea-blue light.
A triangular emblem flashed faintly in the halo. It was the symbol of some kind of Divine Weapon.
"Let's retreat!" Lu Sheng retracted his expression and shouted. The purpose of this trip had been achieved.
…
The twelfth year of the Tang Sect of the Great Song.
The Nine Cities of the Central Plains had fallen into chaos. Two Gates of Flesh and Blood had opened. Six Great Demon Spirits had descended into the world. The Shangyang Family, one of the Nine Great Families of the Central Plains, had suffered heavy losses. Their Grand Elder Shangyang Jun was gravely injured and had returned to the family headquarters to recuperate.
The rest of the aristocratic families formed the Demon Slaying Army. The Tang Sect issued a decree and urgently mobilized 100,000 soldiers from the Spirit Tiger Army and 300,000 soldiers from the Flying Cloud Army to assist the Demon Slaying Army in an attempt to regain their lost territory.
The Hundred Cities of the Central Plains were on high alert. The name of the Devil Disaster had spread, and everyone was in danger.
Among the Nine Cities of the Devil Disaster, there were three places that were still resisting stubbornly under the assault of the Devil Army.
The first place was Falcon City. The Shangyang Family had gathered a large number of soldiers here to resist the joint attack of several Demon Spirits. The Grand Divine Weapon Master, Shangyang Jun, had come out of seclusion to oversee the formation. Together with the Lei Family's Divine Weapon Master, Lei Heng, they had stabilized the Nine Cities of the Central Plains.
The second place was Happy Clouds City. The remaining forces of the Hundred Sects had gathered at the headquarters of the Scarlet Boiling Palace. They used the formation to resist the Devil Army, but their performance was not as stable as Falcon City.
The third place was Variable Star City. This was where the armies of the aristocratic families had gathered, and it was the first line of the war against the Devils. Large numbers of soldiers and experts were gathered there.
These three places were like three reefs in the tide. After the Devil Disaster broke out, they still became the last fulcrum of the Nine Cities of the Central Plains, protecting this land from being completely polluted by Devil Qi.
…
"Clop clop clop clop …"
On the glorious road, a pitch-black warhorse with not a single blemish was slowly moving forward. The rider on the horse looked left and right at the fields on both sides.
"It's already time for spring plowing. The fertile fields left uncultivated by the Devil Disaster … what a sin."
The rider was wearing a tight black metal armor. Behind the heavy armor was a pitch-black triangular cloak. In the center of the cloak was a clear symbol of a silver longsword.
The rider sighed. His short brown hair was blown slightly by the wind. He had a broad forehead, a straight nose, and a pair of sharp and calm green eyes. But deep in his eyes, there was helplessness and pity.
The black warhorse sped up, galloping past the abandoned fields on both sides. It went straight past the blood-stained road.
Soon, the horse went around a bend in the barren mountain. In front of the road, there was a desolate little pavilion in the grass beside the road.
The little pavilion with a red roof and white pillars was specially made for travelers to rest their feet. The Song Dynasty had done a lot of good things when it was strong, but now it was much weaker.
The rider dismounted and walked directly to the little pavilion. His gaze swept across a stone tablet erected on the side.
On the stone tablet was engraved: Sojourn.
A few grayish-white stone stools in the pavilion were broken in half and fell to the ground. There were also a few holes in the fence on the side. There were still faint traces of dried blood at the edges of the holes.
The rider sighed and walked into the pavilion. He reached out and touched the bloodstains. He brought it to his nose and sniffed it. Then, he found a clean stone stool and sat down. He did not tie up the horse properly. He just let it stroll around as it pleased. He lowered his head and ate the grass.
After a while, a green figure slowly stepped into the little pavilion.
"Sorry to keep you waiting. Long Hou (fo). " The one who spoke was a woman. Her voice was calm, restrained, and clear. Anyone who heard it could feel the tenacity and astonishing willpower of the person who spoke.
The rider Long Hou turned to look at the newcomer.
It was a beautiful woman dressed in a long green dress. It was hard to tell her age, but she was definitely not over thirty. The woman's skin was white and flawless. Rather than a dress, the green dress was more like three ribbons that covered the lower part of her body.
Her slender legs were faintly discernible in the cheongsam-like skirt. Her legs were wrapped in a thin green gauze that looked like silk stockings.
The woman's long legs were also wrapped in such gauze. When she entered, her entire body floated down gracefully. As her skirt fluttered, one could faintly see the enchanting scenery between her legs.
However, the rider did not dare to look sideways. He first lowered his head slightly, then raised his chin to look at the woman's delicate and cold face.
"Lord Juanhuan, your injuries … are they alright?" He looked worried.
The woman slowly exhaled and similarly walked to a stone stool and sat down. She did not care about her skirt revealing her legs. Or rather, she was confident that the rider would not peek.
"I'm alright. I called you here because I have something for you to do. "
The rider lowered his head slightly. "Please tell me."
The woman smiled. Her cold face was slightly stiff, as if she had not smiled like this for a long time.
"You're still so gentle, Long Hou."
"Lord … it's been so many years. You finally called me here. No matter what happens, I, Long Hou, will always stand behind you, "the rider said solemnly.
The woman Juanhuan nodded slightly. "Alright. Now that the Demon Calamity of the Great Song has arrived. When I came out of seclusion a while ago, I sensed that three bloodlines here have awakened. So … I need you to find these three bloodlines. "
"Is there a connection?"
"There is no connection." The woman shook her head. "Back then, I sent the three children here separately. Now … considering the time, they should be adults … you …"
"Lord …" Long Hou also sighed. "There are 365 competitors in this generation. You are only one of them. If you want to return to the family, you cannot have any burdens. I'm sure the other young masters and misses will understand. "
"I hope so …" The woman Juanhuan shook her head, a trace of helplessness flashing through her eyes. "This time, I came to find the children and bring them back. The Yuanguang Family's bloodline cannot be left outside. Back then, I was mesmerized, and that guy … "
"It has nothing to do with you, Lord. This kind of thing was unavoidable. We were too weak back then," Long Hou said helplessly. "This subordinate understands what you mean."
"Thank you for your hard work." The woman looked slightly apologetic.
"This is what I should do."
…
Prime Devil Sect.
Lu Sheng stood at the top of the rebuilt stone pavilion, looking down at the Prime Devil Sect disciples who were training below.
It had been five days since the Devil Calamity erupted. In these five days, he first fought against the Gate of Flesh and Blood's Devil Lord's giant hand, then saved his teacher Liu Shanzi. Then, he gathered everyone back to the Prime Devil Sect and used the terrain to block the Devil Army that would come at any time.
The Prime Devil Sect finally stopped the endless attacks of the Devil Army. The entrance to the Prime Devil Sect was only so big, and it was surrounded by steep cliffs. If one was not careful, they would fall into the abyss, making it even harder for the Devil Army to attack.
At this time, many people saved from the Devil Calamity voluntarily participated in the reconstruction of the Prime Devil Sect's defensive line. Whether it was ordinary people, capable disciples of sects, or disciples of Noble Families.
Buildings, pagodas, and houses that had been destroyed were being rebuilt one after another. In just two short days, the Prime Devil Sect had rebuilt many new buildings.
Lu Sheng calmly looked down at the disciples who were training their foundations.
In front of him was Liu Shanzi, who had just regained his spirit.
Liu Shanzi was actually the one who felt the most pressure from Lu Sheng's change.
From the initial shock, to the careful hiding, and now to the complete exposure. From the moment he heard the news until now, his mind was blank.
He was also looking down at the disciples below, but Liu Shanzi's mind was completely on Lu Sheng behind him.
"You … when did you … break through the shackles …?"
"A long time ago." Lu Sheng's expression was calm. "A long, long time ago, I thought there was something wrong with me, so I didn't dare to tell my teacher. But later, I realized that it was a perfect fit. My cultivation speed increased, and my cultivation base became stronger and stronger. I knew I couldn't let outsiders know."
"… It's been hard on you …" Liu Shanzi sighed. "You said you obtained the other seven Devil Bodies?"
"I've already made a copy, and I'm ready to deliver it to you at any time," Lu Sheng said slowly.
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