Immortal Venerable of the Beast Race
Chapter 560 - 468 Attacking Dark Demon Island_1

Chapter 560: 468 Attacking Dark Demon Island_1

Donghua Cultivation Realm, Golden Crow Grassland.

The Black Crow Mountain Range sprawled for tens of thousands of miles, and the ancestors of the Black Crow Tribe had lived and thrived here generation after generation.

In Black Crow Hall, Wu Xiao sat in the main seat, with Mo Wuya, Shen Long, Taihao True Monarch, Qi Xiao, Sun Shan, and Wu Yan—the six people—seated on either side, their expressions grave.

Upon returning to the Qingmei Realm from the Tianyuan Realm, they immediately made their way to the territory of the Barbarian Tribe in the Qianyang Realm.

"Taoist Friend Wu, are you really determined to follow this path to the bitter end?"

Mo Wuya said with a grim face.

They were unclear about the situation with the Demon Race, especially the movements of the Soul Transformation Cultivators of the Demon Race. If Wu Xiao cooperated with them, it would make their battle against the Demon Race a bit easier.

"I can cooperate with you against the Demon Race, but what benefits can I get? How do I know you won’t go back on your word afterward?"

Wu Xiao frowned as he spoke.

"You’re following the Demon Race now; are they treating you well? Why doesn’t the Demon Race eradicate your Barbarian Tribe? If I’m not mistaken, the Demon Race doesn’t have the power to occupy the Qianyang Realm in a short period of time. They support your tribe only to fragment the collective strength of our realm.

Once the Demon Race completely occupies the Qianyang Realm, there’s no need for the existence of your tribe. Don’t mention some forbidden tome; that’s just an individual’s agreement with you. Duanmu Xi not killing you doesn’t mean other Soul Transformation Cultivators of the Demon Race won’t kill you. You’re only of use to them at the moment, and once you’re useless, there’s no need for you to exist."

Mo Wuya laid out the pros and cons.

"Even if they don’t annihilate the Barbarian Tribe, do you think they would give your tribe a territory? Do you think we would agree to that?"

Qinglian Sword Venerable said in a deep voice.

"Many from our Human Clan have died or been injured. We can put this debt on either your Barbarian Tribe or the Demon Race, depending on your choice. Help us against the Demon Race, and we can write off past grievances."

Shen Long spoke with an indifferent tone.

If Wu Xiao was unwilling to help them, there was nothing more to say; they would simply annihilate the Barbarian Tribe to show those who sided with the Demon Race what their end would be.

"Taoist Friend Shen, can you represent the Human Clan?"

Wu Xiao asked with a frown, a displeased look on his face.

Shen Long had not been at the Divinity Transformation Stage for long, and his deeds had not yet spread back to the Qianyang Realm; Wu Xiao did not take Shen Long seriously.

"Of course, Taoist Friend Shen can represent our Human Clan. His intentions are our intentions."

Mo Wuya said in a grave voice.

"Correct, Taoist Friend Shen’s intentions are our intentions."

Qinglian Sword Venerable echoed.

Wu Xiao looked surprised and, after musing for a moment, said, "Taoist Friend Shen, can I take your word for it?"

"Taoist Friend Wu, if you don’t trust me, whatever I say is useless."

Shen Long’s tone was indifferent.

"If you leave your vows on the Heavenly Barbarian Forbidden Tome, then I’ll believe you; otherwise, your promises are empty"

Wu Xiao’s sleeve flicked, and a page flickering with spiritual light shot out.

"Taoist Friend Wu, it seems you have not grasped the situation; you’re in no position to negotiate terms with us,"

Shen Long said, his tone indifferent.

"I can leave a vow on the Heavenly Barbarian Forbidden Tome; this shows our sincerity. If you still refuse to agree, then don’t blame us for being impolite."

Qi Xiao said sternly, leaving a vow on the Heavenly Barbarian Forbidden Tome right then and there.

Wu Xiao nodded and asked, "What do you want me to do to cooperate with you?"

"How many Divinity Transformation Cultivators are there in the Demon Race, what are their Divine Skills, and what treasures or demonic beasts do they possess?"

Qi Xiao inquired.

"To my knowledge, there are three from the Demon Race, one of whom is a Ghost Cultivator—he’s not of the Demon Race. There are also three fifth-tier Spirit Beasts—a Fire Qilin Beast, a Human-Faced Dove, and a Swallowing Sea Whale. I have never confronted them, so I don’t know their Divine Skills. They spend most of their time on Dark Demon Island; I suspect there’s a spatial node to the Dark Demon Realm on the island."

Wu Xiao revealed everything he knew.

"A Ghost Cultivator? Do you know anything about this person?"

Mo Wuya pressed for more information.

"I’m not sure; they haven’t told me much. Oh, and the Fire Qilin Beast was subdued by him at Ziyang Monarch’s dojo. This person is called Huangfu Lou."

Wu Xiao added.

"Huangfu Lou! I haven’t heard of any high-level cultivator with the surname Huangfu in the Qianyang Realm; could he be a hermit cultivator?"

Qinglian Sword Venerable said, frowning.

They knew too little about the enemy and had no full confidence in defeating them.

"You’ll take us to Dark Demon Island, find a way to get into Dark Demon Island, cooperate with us to take down Dark Demon Island, and destroy that spatial node,"

Mo Wuya said.

"No problem. It’s prudent to set out as soon as possible. If we delay for too long, the Demon Race might become alert,"

Wu Xiao suggested.

Mo Wuya and the other six had no objections, so they left the place.

...

In the Southern Border Cultivation World, deep within the Profound Yin Cave Heaven,

a huge mass of black light shot up into the sky, accompanied by a chorus of ghostly cries and howls.

Taishi Jin, Huangfu Lou, and Situ Xin stood in the sky while the ground below was in ruins, littered with numerous bodies.

A batch of high-ranking Human Cultivators had been hiding here, but they couldn’t fool the mutated divine power of the Golden-Winged Devil Lion.

Huangfu Lou held a miniature Nascent Soul in his hand, performing a Soul Search on it.

After a while, Huangfu Lou’s fingers closed together. The Nascent Soul let out a scream and dissolved into specks of spiritual light that faded away.

"They don’t know the whereabouts of the other Soul Transformation Cultivators,"

Huangfu Lou said with a frown.

"If they don’t know, then we’ll just keep looking. Even if we can’t find the Soul Transformation Cultivators, killing some Human Cultivators is good too,"

Situ Xin said indifferently.

They left the area and continued their search for high-ranking Human Cultivators.

...

In the Northern Sea Cultivation Realm, a group of Demon Race Cultivators was patrolling near Dark Demon Island, led by a burly man in a black robe.

A golden escape light flew from afar, and the Demon Race Cultivators stopped.

"Who goes there?"

The man in the black robe called out.

The golden escape light halted, and as it withdrew, it revealed a glittering golden flying boat, with Wu Xiao standing atop it.

Wu Xiao looked pale, with a weakened aura, appearing to be severely injured.

"I need to see Taoist Friend Duanmu urgently. I’ve discovered Mo Wuya’s trail and fought a bloody battle with him, during which he injured me,"

Wu Xiao said weakly, his tone feeble and devoid of energy.

"Senior Wu, please wait a moment. I will report immediately,"

the man in the black robe said, taking out a shimmering black law disk and inputting a spell, making some gestures.

After a while, the man in the black robe gestured for him to follow and said, "Elder Duanmu invites you, Senior Wu. Please come with me."

He personally led the way while the other Demon Race Cultivators continued patrolling.

Wu Xiao controlled the golden flying boat as he followed the man in the black robe. As soon as they entered Dark Demon Island, a furious wind arose, demonic Qi surged into the sky, and a thick black light barrier appeared, enveloping the entire Dark Demon Island.

"Taoist Friend Wu, you dare to bring Human Cultivators inside. It looks like your Barbarian Tribe wishes to be annihilated,"

Duanmu Xi’s cold voice sounded.

The man in the black robe’s complexion changed, his body radiating black light as he flew off into the distance.

Wu Xiao threw a punch, and a golden giant fist flashed out, quickly catching up to the man in the black robe.

The man in the black robe’s body burst like paper mache, turning into a shower of blood, with his Nascent Soul failing to escape.

A green light shone from the rear of the golden flying boat, revealing Mo Wuya, Qinglian Sword Venerable, and Sun Shan, faces filled with murderous intent.

"Kill, leave none alive,"

Mo Wuya said with an icy tone, conjuring a flying sword that flickered with green light, and pinching the sword art.

A piercing sound of sword cries rang out as a thick swarm of green sword lights swept out, heading in every direction.

Qinglian Sword Venerable and the other two weren’t idle either, attacking the Demon Race Cultivators on the island.

A great amount of demonic Qi surged out, covering most of the island.

Shen Long, Wu Yan, and Qi Xiao flew in from afar, launching attacks at Dark Demon Island’s formation.