Immortal Venerable of the Beast Race
Chapter 559 - 467 Qingyang Demon Technique_1

Chapter 559: 467 Qingyang Demon Technique_1

The majority of the Demon Race’s power is concentrated in the Northern Sea Cultivation Realm, where they have requested the Barbarian Cultivators to encircle and attack the Human Cultivators.

Whether the Demon Race can conquer the Qianyang Realm depends on whether they can exterminate the Soul Transformation Cultivators of the Qianyang Realm. Those below Soul Transformation are considered as nothing more than ants; the Demon Race does not care about Human Cultivators below Soul Transformation.

Once they exterminate the Soul Transformation Cultivators of the Qianyang Realm, the remaining Human Cultivators will be like fish on a chopping block, at the mercy of the Demon Race to be slaughtered.

"I know that neither the Barbarian Tribe nor the Witch Clan can be relied upon. Supporting them is simply to exhaust the strength of the Human Clan. We will not deploy troops to the Qianyang Realm on a large scale until we kill the Soul Transformation Cultivators of the Qianyang Realm, as that would be pointless,"

Duanmu Xi explained.

"Have you still not found the Human Clan’s Soul Transformation Cultivators?"

A loud male voice rang out.

As the voice fell, a tall, muscular young man in a green robe and a slender elder in black clothes entered. Their physiques were bigger than those of the Human Clan, and they exuded a powerful Demonic Qi.

"Taoist Friend Situ, Taoist Friend Bian, you’ve finally arrived,"

Mu Jiaojiao said with delight on her face.

"We have just arrived, and you haven’t found the Human Clan’s Soul Transformation Cultivators yet? Delaying too long is not good,"

said the green-robed young man with furrowed brows.

Situ Xin, initial stage of Soul Transformation.

"A swift battle is preferable, we don’t have so much time to waste,"

the voice of the elder in black was somewhat hoarse, and his body emitted a strong Yin Qi.

Bian Xiao, initial stage of Soul Transformation.

"It’s difficult for us to find the Soul Transformation Cultivators if they intentionally hide. Once we find where they are hiding, the rest will be easy,"

Duanmu Xi said.

With a flick of his wrist, Situ Xin released a beam of golden light from the Spirit Beast Bracelet, which landed on the ground and materialized into a massive golden lion.

The golden lion bore a pair of enormous wings on its back, its body covered with golden scales, and it had three eyes.

"This early stage fifth-rank Gold-Winged Devil Lion is a Mutated Spirit Beast that can sense the strength of Divine Senses in an area. Unless the Human Clan’s Soul Transformation Cultivators have a Sky-Reaching Spiritual Treasure or a fifth-rank Secret Talisman that can conceal them, they cannot hide from it,"

Situ Xin introduced with full confidence on his face.

"That’s great. With this devil beast’s help, searching for the Human Clan’s Soul Transformation Cultivators will be much easier,"

Duanmu Xi said with a smile.

"Let’s not delay. We should move quickly! It’s better to take down the Qianyang Realm sooner rather than later,"

Situ Xin said.

"Huangfu Taoist Friend, Taishi Taoist Friend, you go with Taoist Friend Situ! We will stay to guard the Dark Demon Island,"

Duanmu Xi instructed.

Dark Demon Island has a spatial node leading to the Dark Demon Realm. It took Taishi Jin and Huangfu Lou decades to find this safe spatial node to the Dark Demon Realm, naturally, it had to be well protected.

Huangfu Lou and Taishi Jin agreed and left Dark Demon Island with Situ Xin.

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In the Donghua Cultivation Realm, on the Golden Crow Grassland, Golden Crow City.

In a secret chamber, the stone walls shimmered with runes that radiated powerful sealing fluctuations.

Bi Xin was talking to Wu Xiao with a grave expression on her face.

"Our tribesmen have discovered some Human Cultivators, unfortunately, they escaped,"

Bi Xin reported.

"Just make it look like we’re making an effort, there’s no need to genuinely serve the Demon Race,"

Wu Xiao instructed.

After siding with the Demon Race, the Barbarian Cultivators had indeed captured some Human Cultivators in their sweeping movements, solely to appease the Demon Race.

Regardless of whether the Human Cultivators reclaimed their territory or the Demon Race fully occupied the Qianyang Realm, neither outcome would be favorable for the Barbarian Tribe. They could only sway from side to side.

"Yes, Great Elder,"

Bi Xin agreed.

"You didn’t give them direct orders, did you? We can’t afford to give the Demon Race any leverage over us; it’s not time yet to turn against them,"

Wu Xiao asked.

"No, I’ve only hinted at it to them, and they also subtly passed it down. Can’t our tribesmen from the Spirit Realm descend to assist?"

Bi Xin asked.

Wu Xiao shook his head and said, "Our Barbarian Tribe’s presence is widespread across multiple realms. The tribesmen from the Realm of the Spiritual Pivot hardly pay any attention to us. After all, the cost of descending to the Lower Realm far outweighs the benefits, and I suspect the Human Clan feels the same."

The Barbarian Tribe isn’t only found in the Qianyang Realm; they also exist in other lower realms, varying in number and strength.

"If it comes down to just us, can we really drive the Demon Race away? It’s one thing to fool the Demon Race temporarily; we can’t fool them forever,"

Bi Xin said with a frown.

The Demon Race’s power in the Qianyang Realm is not strong, which is why the Barbarian Tribe has the opportunity to deceive them. If the Demon Race were to completely occupy the Qianyang Realm, whether the Barbarian Tribe could continue to exist would itself be a question.

"The clansmen of the Realm of the Spiritual Pivot can no longer be counted on, we can only rely on ourselves now."

Wu Xiao sighed.

Bi Xin took out a Law Disk that twinkled with Spiritual Light, infusing it with a spell, her eyebrows tightly furrowed.

"Great Elder, Mo Wuya and several other Soul Transformation Cultivators are at the Black Crow Tribe, and they would like to speak with you,"

Bi Xin said.

"How did they send the message? Do many people know about it?"

Wu Xiao asked with a frown.

"They snuck into the Black Crow Tribe’s ancestral ground and took control of the Tribe’s Priest Zhuo Yao, then they used the Messaging Array to inform us. Not many are aware of this."

Bi Xin explained.

"I will go and meet them."

Wu Xiao said.

"Great Elder, isn’t this too dangerous? No matter what, we have indeed killed quite a number of Human Cultivators, they may not let you off."

Bi Xin said.

"If they really wished to kill me, they would have done so directly, without the need for a meeting. This could be an opportunity for our Barbarian Tribe."

Wu Xiao spoke solemnly and left the secret chamber.

...

In the Southern Border Cultivation World, deep within Myriad Poison Valley,

a gigantic black light shot up into the sky, causing the earth to tremble and the mountains to shake.

A green Escape Light flew out from within the black light, moving rapidly.

"Thinking of escaping now? It’s too late."

An icy male voice sounded.

No sooner had the voice faded than a green, flame-wrapped Sky-Supporting Giant Hand appeared and struck the green Escape Light.

The green Escape Light fell from the sky, crashing heavily into the ground.

Du Sheng lay on the ground, his face pale and his breathing weak.

Du Sheng’s eyes were filled with terror. He had been hiding in Myriad Poison Valley, and apart from Mo Wuya, no one knew of his whereabouts.

The Demon Race had suddenly shown up. Could it mean Mo Wuya had been killed?

Hundreds of giant fireballs streaked across the sky, smashing towards Du Sheng.

With his right hand radiating green light, Du Sheng struck out with his palm, and a green Sky-Supporting Giant Palm appeared in a flash, shattering the incoming giant fireballs.

The deafening booms of the explosion, both green and red light illuminated the sky.

A gust of wind blew by, and without any warning, Situ Xin appeared before Du Sheng, his back sprouting four thick arms and an additional two heads.

Three heads and six arms!

Du Sheng gasped in shock, throwing his right hand up as a green light gleaming dagger flew out, chopping towards Situ Xin.

Situ Xin’s six arms moved to meet it, and with the sound of metal clashing, the green dagger was repelled.

"Ordinary Sky-Reaching Spiritual Treasures are no match for my Qingyang Demon Technique!"

Situ Xin declared confidently, with a green flame surging around him, his six fists pounding towards Du Sheng.

Du Sheng reacted swiftly, flicking his sleeve, and three differently colored command flags flew out, whirling around him and forming a thick tri-colored light screen that shielded his entire body.

The six fists struck the tri-colored light screen, emitting a series of muffled sounds.

As the green flame spread, the light screen started to emit smoke, and its light dimmed.

Like a bubble, the tri-colored light screen burst, and Situ Xin’s fist smashed Du Sheng’s head to pieces. The moment Du Sheng’s Nascent Soul tried to escape, it was seized by Situ Xin’s hand.

Huangfu Lou and Taishi Jin arrived, each with a different expression on their face.

"As expected, Mo Wuya went to the Tianyuan Realm for help,"

Situ Xin said with a frown.

"When did Mo Wuya go for reinforcement? Which spatial node did he use to travel to the Qingmei Realm?"

Taishi Jin asked.

"Mo Wuya met with Du Sheng several years ago. As for which spatial node Mo Wuya used to travel to the Qingmei Realm, Du Sheng is not sure,"

Situ Xin said with a grim expression.

The Soul Transformation Cultivators from the Qianyang Realm may be returning soon, and they had to deal with the Human Clan’s Soul Transformation Cultivators quickly.

"Let’s go elsewhere and look. If we encounter any Human Cultivators, show no mercy."

Situ Xin was full of murderous intent.

They left the place to search for Human Cultivators.