"Stinky crow, don't tell me you don't know that many cultivators have entered the Southern Barbarian Lands. As long as you promise me to deal with those hateful cultivators, I will find a way to steal a bottle of Hundred Flower Wine from my sister for you. Didn't you always want to drink my sister's Hundred Flower Wine? As long as you help me, you will have the chance to drink it immediately. "
In this desolate Withered Bone Wasteland, a voice rang out. The voice was clear and melodious. It was the voice of Ding Dong. It flowed like a mountain spring. With a trace of childishness, there was also a kind of playfulness. Looking in the direction of the voice.
In the middle of the wasteland, there was a strange tree that was ten times thicker than the other 10,000 Bones Devouring Trees. At the top of the tree stood a huge black crow that was as big as a duck. The crow's body exuded a strong aura of death. It looked as if it had walked out of hell. Its two eyes were completely indifferent. There was not a trace of emotion. As if it would not be affected by anything at all.
In front of this crow was a crimson spirit bird. It was none other than the Vermilion Bird that flew out of the Hundred Flower Valley. When she left the valley, she said that she was going to find the stinky crow. Needless to say, she was referring to this mysterious crow with a strong aura of death in front of her.
"No." The crow glanced at the Vermilion Bird and shook its head coldly.
"Why?" The Vermilion Bird was anxious and said, "Last time you said that you wanted to drink my sister's Hundred Flower Wine the most. Now I promise you, after the matter is done, I will help you beg my sister. "She obviously did not expect the crow to refuse.
The crow said indifferently, "I don't believe in your bird taste."
Although this sentence was short, in the Vermilion Bird's ears, it almost made her fall from the tree. Her body suddenly emitted a crimson flame. She opened her wings and flapped them hard, angrily fanning at the crow. She shouted, "I will burn you stinky crow, you are too hateful."
"Chi!!" When the crow saw the flame coming, a gray gas suddenly burst out of its body. In the gas, there was a kind of power of death. When it came into contact with the flames, it was like fire coming into contact with water. It was extinguished in the blink of an eye.
This crow was not an ordinary crow. In the world of cultivators, it was extremely famous, causing people to tremble in fear upon hearing its name. It was an existence that was extremely taboo. It was called the Underworld Crow.
Underworld Ravens only lived in unmarked graves, ancient battlefields, and even places with the aura of death. It was said that they were very sensitive to death. In many places, as long as someone was about to die, Underworld Ravens would appear. They would absorb a type of death aura from the person who was about to die. This death aura was the source of their power and the foundation of their evolution. Therefore, Underworld Ravens were also known as the incarnation of the Death God.
Once it appeared, it meant death.
Moreover, Underworld Ravens were not very aggressive in the beginning. Once they were born, even Qi Condensation cultivators could easily deal with them. Of course, this was when they were alone. Generally speaking, Underworld Ravens were in groups. Legend had it that a single peck from him would cause one to lose a year of lifespan.
The importance of lifespan to living beings could be imagined. It was precisely because of this that cultivators feared them and kept a respectful distance from them. Legend had it that when Underworld Ravens grew to a certain extent, they would truly possess the power of the Death God. It was extremely terrifying.
"Hmph, I'm not going to talk to you anymore. If you don't help me, this lady will go find Big Sister Bing. She will definitely help me." When the Vermillion Bird saw that her flames were unable to harm the Underworld Ravens, she unhappily snorted. She angrily flapped her wings and quickly flew out of the wasteland. The direction she was flying seemed to be towards the south.
Not long after the Vermillion Bird left, a black tiger suddenly appeared outside of the Withered Bone Wasteland.
"Yi, there are so many bones here." The person who came was Di Shitian. He rushed over with his fastest speed and found this place by following the location in his memory. When he saw the scene in front of him, his mind could not help but tremble violently. He thought to himself, "If I didn't see it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed that there would be such a strange place in the Southern Barbarian Lands."
In this wasteland, he could feel that there was a dense aura of death in the air. This aura of death seemed to be emitted from these bones. It made people instinctively feel a sense of disgust towards such a place. He did not want to get close to this place.
"Such a vicious place. The location I sensed earlier should be here. It seems that the identity and origin of the Demonic Beasts in this place is definitely not ordinary." Di Shitian focused his mind. He secretly warned himself in his heart.
This time, it was not a challenge. Moreover, Demonic Beasts had extremely high intelligence. Therefore, Di Shitian did not rashly step into the wasteland, lest it be regarded as a provocation by the other party. He raised his voice and said, "Di Shitian of the Myriad Demon Valley is here to visit the owner of this place."
His voice was infused with traces of Demonic Qi, making it long and loud. It was sent to the entire wasteland from afar. In his voice, there was also the powerful momentum of the King of Beasts, which implied his identity and strength. He could stand at the same height as the other party.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"
Di Shitian's voice, in this silent wasteland, was undoubtedly like a clap of thunder on the ground, completely breaking the silence of the wasteland. A series of extremely unpleasant and ear-piercing cries were heard in succession. Following that, a large number of pitch-black crows suddenly flew out from the Ten Thousand Bone Devouring Trees. There was an enormous number of crows. They were all flying out from the Ten Thousand Bone Devouring Trees.
The places where they flew out were very frightening. They flew out from the skulls of those skeletons. These crows were actually using the skulls as nests. This scene made one's scalp tingle, and all the hair on the body was completely standing up. There were tens of thousands of them. When they gathered together, they looked like a dark cloud.
When they saw Di Shitian, their eyes were cold and they wanted to pounce on him.
"Whoa!!"
At this moment, a high-pitched strange cry pierced through the sky and pierced into the clouds. When the group of Underworld Crows heard it, they seemed to have received some kind of signal. After circling in the air for a while, they quickly flew back to the Myriad Bone Devouring Trees. Almost in the blink of an eye, the huge group of crows disappeared, and the unpleasant cries of the crows also disappeared.
That scene was as if the previous incident had never happened. It was very strange.
"Enter!!"
Di Shitian understood the meaning of the cry of the owner of this wasteland of bones. Immediately, he pulled himself together and walked into the wasteland.
"Crack!!"
When he stepped on the withered bones, many of them had already rotted and broken. He had already remembered the position where the sound came from. It was in the middle. Therefore, along the way, his tiger eyes revealed traces of light, and he walked straight towards the towering strange tree in the middle. When he passed through the Myriad Bone Devouring Trees, a cold aura seemed to be emitted from the trees and corroded his body.
However, before this cold aura could get close to his body, the purple King Mark on his forehead flickered with a shocking purple flame and dispersed the cold aura.
Step by step, he walked on the desolate bones. Amidst the sounds of bones breaking, Di Shitian finally arrived in front of the largest Myriad Bone Devouring Tree and stopped. Although the appearance of the Myriad Bone Devouring Tree was very scary, he was still not frightened by it. He raised his head and looked up. His tiger eyes instantly fell on the indifferent giant Underworld Raven standing at the top of the tree. He instinctively felt that this was the person he was looking for this time, the king of the Underworld Ravens, the Underworld Raven King.
Although he was raising his head, under the contrast of the aura of the king of beasts on his body, there was no feeling of looking up. It was as if he was at the same height as the Underworld Raven King.
The Underworld Raven King's indifferent gaze circled Di Shitian's body. It seemed to carry a trace of coldness. "The one who transformed into a demonic beast earlier was you." Although it was a question, its tone was very certain.
"That's right, it was me." Di Shitian did not hide this matter, and there was no need to hide it. Strength was the foundation of everything. With strength, not only did he not need to hide it, but he should also make full use of it. Therefore, he said this sentence with considerable confidence.
"Do you need something from me?" The Underworld Raven King did not have the slightest intention of beating around the bush and asked directly. Although his voice was cold, he was born like this. From his voice, a trace of curiosity could be vaguely detected.
When Di Shitian heard this, Hu Zhong could not help but light up. He thought to himself, It seems that the demonic beast in front of me is not complicated.
It was no wonder that demonic beasts lived far away from the secular world, in the primitive mountains and forests of humans. Although their intelligence was definitely not lower than humans, their nature was still different from humans. Unlike humans and even immortal cultivators, as long as they lived long enough, there would be hidden meaning in their words. No one knew what kind of trap they would set in their words. A sentence could often have a variety of different meanings and meanings.
Therefore, the nature of demonic beasts was still relatively simple.
Of course, if they could enter the human world after becoming a demon in the future, such simplicity might no longer exist.
Di Shitian did not beat around the bush and said directly, "I don't know if the Raven King knows that there are a large number of immortal cultivators outside pouring into our southern barbarian land." In his words, he first established his position in the southern barbarian land. In fact, he himself also regarded himself as a member of the southern barbarian land. After all, the Myriad Demon Valley would be the foundation of his future development.
"I know." The Underworld Raven King glanced at Di Shitian and said with his usual indifferent tone. His wisdom was extraordinary. Almost when Di Shitian asked the first sentence, he had already guessed the general purpose of his visit. However, he did not say much. His words were concise and simple as always. If he could use one word to express it, he would never say a second word.
With the Underworld Raven King's ability, it was impossible for him not to know the general situation in the southern barbarian land. He must know about the immortal cultivators entering the mountains in large numbers, but he did not take action. It seemed that it would take a little effort to persuade him.
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