The resurrection failed, and the Demon Ancestor’s soul slipped away.
However, Jun Changxiao and Yao Mengying still sat on the throne, clearly not yet fully dissolving the residual demonic energy.
At this moment, a large group of demon cultivators who had regained consciousness entered the underground palace, their gazes fixed on the exquisite box, greed surfacing in their eyes—they clearly intended to seize the opportunity to snatch it.
They were saved, yet now wanted to steal things—this was truly cruel reality.
But they were demon cultivators after all, with no moral bottom line.
Moreover, even Jun Changxiao hadn’t expected that in saving his disciple, he had incidentally saved these people as well.
Because he was distracted by refining the demonic energy, Dog Sheng had absolutely no defense. Any random martial artist could easily eliminate him.
Not a big problem.
Li Qingyang, Xiao Zuiji, and the others stood nearby, each taking defensive positions.
Although the powerful demonic energy in the palace had completely dissipated, the atmosphere became tense and murderous again as Myriad Manifestations Sect disciples confronted the large group of demon cultivators.
“Whoosh!”
Gu Zhaoxi rubbed his fingers to create a flame, lowered his head to light an electronic cigar, then exhaled smoke rings. His gaze gradually turned cold as he said, “If you don’t want to die, get lost now.”
The large group of demon cultivators’ eyes flickered with wariness.
Li Qingyang and the others didn’t put much pressure on the crowd—after all, they were only at the first turn. However, Gu Zhaoxi at the eighth turn was somewhat powerful!
Greed could drive thoughts to make irrational decisions, but if the power gap was too great, they certainly couldn’t blindly rush to their deaths.
From this, it could be seen—
They could temporarily maintain rationality.
However, the next statement drove the demon cultivators completely mad.
“The exquisite box contains my Innate Sacred Demon Physique from when I lived. Whoever obtains it can inherit the legacy of the Demon Reckless Clan!”
The speaker was clearly the escaped remnant soul of the Demon Ancestor. It seemed he was unwilling to accept his resurrection failure and planned to use the demon cultivators to eliminate Jun Changxiao, who had ruined his plan.
A plan cultivated for tens of thousands of years had finally been implemented, only to fail because of outsiders—anyone would be unable to swallow this grievance.
The Demon Ancestor’s scheme was quite clever.
After hearing this, the demon path martial artists who had been somewhat afraid felt as if their bodies were injected with adrenaline. Not only did they become excited, but the greed flashing in their eyes reached its peak!
“They’ve gone mad!”
Gu Zhaoxi frowned and said, “They’ve gone mad!”
The Innate Sacred Demon Physique was the pinnacle physique of the demon path. Inheriting it and obtaining the legacy of the Demon Reckless Clan would certainly drive demon cultivators into madness.
“Attack!”
“Swish! Swish! Swish!”
Several demon cultivators at the fifth and sixth turns charged forward first.
With someone taking the lead, it immediately triggered a chain reaction. Thousands of demon path martial artists gathered at the palace entrance moved as one. They didn’t plan to clash directly with Li Qingyang and the others, but decided to bypass them, only responsible for snatching the exquisite box!
“Seeking death!”
Gu Zhaoxi’s killing intent surged.
“Clack!”
Just then, Xiao Zuiji lowered the heavy machine gun, aimed the barrel at several demon cultivators who bypassed them first, and pulled the trigger without emotion!
“Da-da-da-da-da!”
“Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!”
The bullets bombarded the barrier the several demon cultivators had gathered in front of them and were immediately deflected.
This type of firearm was simple to use against Demonic Mist beasts in the Demonic Mist Forest, but it was very ineffective against fifth and sixth turn experts!
“Stomp!”
Gu Zhaoxi threw the electronic cigar he had just taken a puff of on the ground, then rubbed it with his foot, shouting, “I’ll handle the high-level ones, you handle the low-level ones!”
“Whoosh, whoosh!”
As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped forward and charged.
“Heaven-Crossing Palm Seal!”
“Whoosh!”
Dense palm seals condensed from True Spirit energy, then bombarded several demon cultivators who were trying to go around. The force emanating made Li Qingyang and the others feel ashamed of their inferiority.
Gu Zhaoxi had strong power and high comprehension. This unique martial technique could only display its true power in his hands.
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
Several fifth and sixth turn demon cultivators who wanted to charge toward the throne were immediately blasted away, then crashed heavily into the walls, their faces pale as they spat blood.
“Whoosh, whoosh!”
“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!”
Gu Zhaoxi’s formidability couldn’t stop the greedy demon cultivators. They charged from different directions, with only one thought in their minds—snatch the exquisite box from Yao Mengying’s hands and obtain the Innate Sacred Demon Physique!
Under absolute profit, merchants would take desperate risks.
Under absolute martial cultivation resources, demon cultivators naturally wouldn’t care about their lives.
“Junior Brother Xiao, block the subsequent ones!”
“Clack!”
Xiao Zuiji rotated both arms, aimed the barrel at the demon cultivators rushing in afterward, and directly pressed the trigger without releasing it. Bullets shot out as if they cost nothing.
Against high-level Core Formation Realm cultivators, firearms were useless, but against first and second turn martial artists—as long as the firepower was fierce enough and bullet speed fast enough—they absolutely could blow up each one they hit!
“Boom, boom, boom!”
In an instant, two first turn Core Formation Realm cultivators were riddled with holes.
“Whoosh!”
Ye Xingchen leaped up high, transforming into a Musou Battle General, swinging his Sky Piercer halberd in a sweeping attack. The result of all those fierce operations—looking closely at the battle record: four kills, zero deaths. He directly took four first turn Core Formation Realm heads!
“Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!”
Li Qingyang and Su Xiaomo—one infused lightning into his sword body, slashing out waves of thunder sword energy, the other relying on speed to intercept—both sealed off many martial artists’ movements, making it difficult for them to approach the throne.
However, there were too many demon cultivators.
Moreover, their strength was all at the first turn. Even relying on equipment to fight second turn cultivators, what about third and fourth turn?
So this defensive battle still depended on Gu Zhaoxi, because only he had overwhelming strength.
“Boom! Boom! Boom!”
Living up to expectations, when this brother went berserk, he was quite wild. Wherever his fist shadows spread, they would definitely send a group of martial artists flying, always unable to get close to Jun Changxiao by even a hair.
A battle between Myriad Manifestations Sect versus a large group of demon cultivators began in the underground palace, but was about to be declared over, because…
“Whoosh!”
Jun Changxiao, sitting on the throne, exhaled a breath of foul air, then slowly opened his eyes, murmuring, “Although my strength hasn’t increased, I feel much stronger.”
“Sect Master!”
Yao Mengying said joyfully, “I also broke through to the second turn Core Formation Realm!”
The little girl had been following along picking up benefits, from high-level Void Breaking Realm all the way to second turn Core Formation Realm. This showed how powerful the pay-to-win force was!
Jun Changxiao set her down, stood up doing chest expansion exercises, looked at those demon cultivators charging over, his gaze gradually turning cold.
Whatever was in this exquisite box was discovered first by this Seat’s disciple. Since you dare to snatch it, then…
“Swish!”
Jun Changxiao disappeared on the spot. When the camera caught up, he had already appeared in front of Gu Zhaoxi, his right fist bombarding straight into a demon cultivator’s face as he said, “Go to hell!”
“Boom—”
The struck demon path martial artist flew like a cannonball into the wall, his chest showing massive concavity, his consciousness completely severed from his brain.
“Holy shit!”
Gu Zhaoxi’s eyes widened.
The attacking demon cultivator’s strength was at the sixth turn, as was Big Brother’s. At the same realm, he was actually killed with one punch—this was too exaggerated!
Wait!
Just then, Gu Zhaoxi clearly saw that Jun Changxiao’s clenched right fist and exposed skin had turned to stone, so he suddenly understood: “Big Brother used the Stone Statue’s power!”
“Tsk, tsk.”
Jun Changxiao raised his hand in surprise and said, “Armed Color Haki?”
“Swish!”
He clenched both fists, and the brand new energy gathered in his dantian erupted rapidly. His entire body quickly petrified, even his appearance transforming into a gargoyle.
The demon cultivators dominated by greed saw this and exclaimed in unison, “The Stone Statue Clan!”
“Swish!”
Jun Changxiao appeared out of thin air in front of a fourth turn Core Formation Realm martial artist, casually raised his finger sideways, pointed it at his forehead, and said coldly, “Die.”
“Whoosh—”
Because the scene was too bloody, the camera automatically switched angles, only seeing the blood splatter effect, then… that martial artist crashed to the ground, becoming a corpse.
“Sect Master…”
Li Qingyang, Xiao Zuiji, and the others were dumbfounded.
From appearing in front of the demon cultivator to striking and eliminating him—the entire process was too simple!
However.
This scene continued to unfold.
The petrified Jun Changxiao seemed to transform into a demon. Whenever he appeared before an enemy, he would take their life by pointing his middle finger at their forehead.
“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!”
“Thud, thud, thud!”
In a short time, Jun Changxiao stopped in front of Li Qingyang, Xiao Zuiji, and the others. Behind him lay over three hundred demon cultivator corpses, all dead from penetrated foreheads.
“As expected!”
Seeing Big Brother’s brutal killing, Gu Zhaoxi thought to himself, “Just as the storyteller said, the Stone Statue clan that awakens their bloodline is violent and ruthless!”
Jun Changxiao’s display of overwhelming force and brutality instantly sobered the subsequent demon cultivators, who then retreated step by step, full of fear.
This wasn’t a person!
This was a gargoyle!
“The Demonic Origin Land created by the Demon Ancestor was nothing more than a place for his resurrection. You all who entered were to be sacrificed. Now this Seat has saved you, yet not only do you not know gratitude, you even dare to attack and steal things. This truly…” Jun Changxiao said coldly, “Deserves death.”
Before the word “death” fell, streams of light erupted everywhere.
“Pfft!”
“Pfft!”
“Pfft!”
Hundreds of demon cultivators who had not yet retreated from the palace, whether at the third or fourth turn, or first or second turn, all had their foreheads penetrated, then fell listlessly to the ground, becoming corpses.
After arriving in the Upper Realm, Jun Changxiao rarely took action, always keeping a low profile to develop. Now, opening a massacre in the palace, he seemed to dream back to being that demon who killed madly on the Planar Battlefield.
The difference was—
This time he didn’t use the Hard-to-Retract Blade, relying solely on his own strength!
“Sect Master…”
Li Qingyang wanted to say something but hesitated.
These demon cultivators wanted to steal the opportunity in Junior Sister’s hands, so being eliminated was only natural.
However, he felt that the fully petrified Sect Master seemed to have changed, becoming emotionless. If not for still being able to speak normally, he would almost worry about cultivation deviation.
“Second Senior Brother.”
Su Xiaomo transmitted, “The Sect Master is a bit abnormal!”
He also realized something different, even feeling a trace of unfamiliarity.
Jun Changxiao had changed. The petrified him no longer had that annoying and cheap expression, nor the gentle-as-wind appearance he had toward disciples. Instead, with his back to them, he emanated a cold and severe feeling that was difficult to approach.
“Could it be that under the demonic energy’s disturbance, his personality underwent drastic changes?” He Wudi thought to himself.
“Big Brother.”
“Call me Sect Master.”
“…”
Gu Zhaoxi hurriedly corrected himself: “Sect Master, since this place was deliberately set as a trap by the Demon Ancestor, there may not be any opportunities here. We should quickly find a way to leave.”
“Let’s go.”
Jun Changxiao took the lead, walking toward the tunnel entrance.
Li Qingyang, Xiao Zuiji, and the others skillfully collected the demon cultivators’ spatial rings.
“Unimportant things—carrying them also wastes space,” Jun Changxiao said indifferently.
“Eh?”
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Wasn’t “loot every corpse” taught by you?
“Second Senior Brother!”
Su Xiaomo confirmed in his heart, “The Sect Master definitely has a problem!”
…
Ten stone doors.
Survivors who had entered successively emerged from inside. Although they looked disheveled, they weren’t seriously injured.
Though only a short time had passed, only eighty to ninety thousand demon cultivators survived—the rest had all been sacrificed.
“Hmm?”
Someone said in surprise, “Why is there a door in the distance?”
“Let’s go! Take a look!”
Everyone immediately surged toward the hidden door, clearly not having given up searching for opportunities.
The demon cultivators who had just survived came over and happened to see Jun Changxiao leading his disciples. Because his entire body was petrified, he looked terrifyingly scary.
“Boss!”
A martial artist pointed at the exquisite box Yao Mengying was holding and said, “There might be treasure hidden in this!”
The others also realized it, and their eyes immediately lit up.
“That’s right.”
The Demon Ancestor’s voice sounded again, saying, “Inside is the Innate Sacred Demon Physique. Whoever obtains it can inherit the legacy of the Demon Reckless Clan!”
“Old bastard!”
Jun Changxiao looked up and angrily said, “Your path grows narrower and narrower!”
Tens of thousands of demon cultivators were seduced by the Demon Ancestor’s words, their gazes burning as they stared at that exquisite box.
…
Half an hour later.
Gu Zhaoxi picked up the cigar he had just extinguished, brushed off the dirt, and lit it for a puff.
“…”
Li Qingyang, Xiao Zuiji, and the others stood in place, somewhat dazed.
Because in their field of vision, tens of thousands of demon cultivators lay dead before them, blood gathering into rivers, emanating a pungent odor.
“Thud.”
Jun Changxiao placed the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade horizontally before him.
From the bloodstains on the blade’s surface, tens of thousands of demon cultivators had all been eliminated by him alone.
Brutal and ruthless!