Stealthily cultivating in the chaotic world of demons and martial artists
Chapter 441 - 439: Falling into Demon (Seeking Subscription)_1

Chapter 441: Chapter 439: Falling into Demon (Seeking Subscription)_1

The Nine States.

Tens of thousands of miles away from the previous battlefield.

A ripple in the void, followed by a Heterodox Nascent Soul, the size of a palm, poking its head out cautiously.

"The main body really isn’t filial... Fed me a ’Replenishing Infant Pill’ and sent me here to risk my life,"

The second Nascent Soul complained inwardly, immediately using the earth-escape technique to burrow into the ground, then pinched a magic spell and used the Instant Teleportation Skill consecutively.

Whoosh whoosh!

Shadows flickered underground as, at the cost of great loss of Primordial Energy, the Nascent Soul used the Instant Teleportation Skill over and over. In just a short time, Fang Xi had moved tens of thousands of miles away from his original landing spot.

’Hidden Demon Secret Skill!’

Then, the second Nascent Soul concealed its presence and began to wait anxiously, ready to return to the South Wilderness at any moment.

Several hours later, deep underground.

The Heterodox Nascent Soul sat cross-legged, finally breathing a sigh of relief: "I managed to get through the first challenge... Next, is to find the local natives of this world with weak strength..."

The city where he had first landed felt long abandoned, with most information being out of date.

Fang Xi now was eager to find someone suitable to understand the situation.

Moreover, maintaining an active Nascent Soul outside consumes a great deal of energy.

’Still, I mustn’t rush things; preserving myself is the priority.’

...

Half a month later.

Fang Xi, looking at a city enveloped in an array not far away, finally showed a hint of joy on his face: "I’ve finally found it..."

The city ahead was a human stronghold he had managed to find after continuously using Instant Teleportation to search.

Unfortunately, the city was constantly under an array of at least fourth-order, covering thousands of square kilometers, firmly protecting the entire city, with only a few designated gateways to enter and leave.

After discovering it, Fang Xi did not recklessly break through the array, but waited quietly for an opportunity.

The night wind was cold...

"The moon of this realm is also somewhat different..."

Through a crack in the ground, Fang Xi gazed at the starry sky and saw a moon emitting a bewitching purple glow.

Not only that, there was also a satellite-like ring of light around the moon.

From time to time, debris would fall, turning into meteors streaking across the sky...

"No, that doesn’t seem to be a meteor!"

Fang Xi had seen many shooting stars in the night, but this day, he finally saw one heading towards his area, ’falling’ down.

However, when the ’meteor,’ enveloped in flames, broke through the atmosphere, he realized he was mistaken.

It wasn’t a ’meteor’ at all, but a Spirit Boat!

This vessel, made from a kind of black rock, had a ferocious demon figure at the prow, wrapped in a familiar black halo.

"A very pureblooded Demon Path magical item!" Fang Xi mentally noted, "No, that’s not right... Such a bloody and cruel style seems to go beyond regular Demon Path..."

Bang!

Then, the Demon Path spacecraft trailing flames from its rear crashed into a small mountain several dozens of miles away.

Dozens of silhouettes flew out, the weakest among them at Core Formation level.

Once his Divine Consciousness saw their appearances clearly, Fang Xi was even more startled: "The Ancient Demon Tribe?!"

These dozens of figures, the males clad in black armor with ferocious faces and black horns on their heads.

The females beautiful and tall, with purple patterns on their skin.

All remarkably similar to the description of the ’Ancient Demon Tribe’ Fang Xi had read about in some ancient books!

’Rumor has it that in the Earth Immortal Realm, the human race, Monster Clan, and Demon Clan are mortal enemies... and among these three, high-ranking cultivators make up about thirty to forty percent from the Lower Realm ascending as Transcendent Gods... therefore, the Lower Realm often engages in mutual conflicts... to occupy myriads of worlds and compete for the fortunes of their races.’

’The Nine States should also be a world ruled by the human race; are they now facing an invasion by the Demon Clan?’

’My luck is just unbelievable... There’s the Monster Clan in the South Wilderness, and now the Demon Clan in the new world...’

At that moment, the leading Nascent Soul of the Demon Clan seemed to sense Fang Xi’s Divine Consciousness and coldly turned its gaze toward him.

Facing this, Fang Xi immediately focused inward, diverting his gaze.

’This is bad, am I going to be discovered?’

Just as Fang Xi prepared to continue using the Instant Teleportation Skill to flee for his life, the Primordial Energy of heaven and earth suddenly began to fluctuate violently again.

Boom!

The next moment, another ’Patrol Sky Warship’ burst through the atmosphere, its front cannon opening up as waves of Biyi Mixed Cave Divine Light swept across.

With a roar, the Demon Clan Nascent Soul uttered a few words in the ancient demon language, and several Nascent Soul Demons rose to meet the Patrol Sky Warship, while the remaining third-order demons scattered and fled.

In the nearby city, the array suddenly opened a gap and armies of cultivators wielding various magical treasures charged out...

In an instant, demon lights and all sorts of magical implements and treasures intermingled, turning the battlefield into chaos.

Fang Xi, hiding his figure, crept close to watch the battle and saw a young Foundation Establishment cultivator point at the iron case on his back, from which drones flew out, turning into a sky full of Thunder Light.

Shao Yang Divine Thunder, Shao Yin Divine Thunder, Metal Divine Thunder, Bing Fire Divine Thunder...

Endless thunder light rained down, surprisingly disorienting a third-order Demon Clan member...

"Is this... an array formed by unmanned drones laying mines?"

Fang Xi took a glance and silently appraised, "Although the thunder technique is average in power, combined with an array, and with several Foundation Establishment late-stage helpers... it’s indeed not impossible to battle a third-order Demon Clan member, at least stalling for time isn’t an issue. Truly not bad..."

According to the records of the Cultivation World, the Ancient Demon Tribe is ferocious and adept at fighting. If an early Core Formation Cultivator encountered one of the same cultivation level from the Ancient Demon Tribe, it is likely that they would have to turn tail and flee.

’The cultivators of this world, with the aid of external forces from mechanical Puppets, truly possess remarkable combat strength...’ Fang Xi sighed to himself, then saw the sky burst into brilliance, with countless Heaven and Earth Primordial Energy becoming chaotic, forming a massive vortex.

Upon that enormous Patrol Sky Warship, a ray of fine light shot out, transforming into a cold-faced female Lord clad in a red-gold phoenix palace gown.

This woman’s cultivation was much more profound compared to the earlier sword cultivator. With a wave of her hand, the Patrol Sky Warship, which was like her magic treasure, opened its countless hatches. ’Yellow Turban Strongmen,’ ’Flying Puppets,’ and other mechanical Puppets flew out, forming various arrays to hold off a Nascent Soul Ancient Demon.

Subsequently, several ammo bays opened, spheres of Biyi Mixed Cave Divine Light, Chaotic Hole Divine Thunder, and Five Elements Divine Thunder appeared, transforming into a purgatory of thunder, trapping another Ancient Demon.

With this woman’s cultivation, coupled with the Patrol Sky Warship, she was able to match several Ancient Demons of the same realm.

"It’s Lord Yun Ding!"

"Lord Yun Ding is a top ’Ship-Controller,’ we are sure to win this time!"

An exuberant Foundation Establishment Cultivator exclaimed.

The next moment, his laughter turned into despair.

Boom!

One of the Nascent Soul Ancient Demons, seemingly aware of the threat posed by Yun Ding and her Patrol Sky Warship, recited several poignant and archaic Demon Path incantations and then his body started showing threads of crimson, violently self-destructing...

The self-explosion of a Nascent Soul Ancient Demon directly tore through most of the mechanical Puppets and the purgatory of thunder.

Even Lord Yun Ding had no choice but to temporarily evade the attack, instructing the Patrol Sky Warship ’Cloud Cauldron Number’ to project a barrier of clear light, like a boundary separating two worlds, and protectively enclosed herself within, averting damage from the Demon Fire produced by the Ancient Demon’s explosion.

Spurt spurt!

Streams of pitch-black flame fell like a meteor shower onto the battlefield, piercing through the Spiritual Shields of anyone it touched, whether Ancient Demon or human Cultivator, without even a chance for a scream, they turned to ashes...

The remaining human Cultivators didn’t even blink as they continued to hunt down the Ancient Demons.

This was the brutality of a race war!

...

Eventually, under the support of another Patrol Sky Warship that arrived, Lord Yun Ding successively cast astonishing Divine Skills and with the ’Chaotic Hole Demonic Annihilation Cannon’ obliterated the last Nascent Soul Ancient Demon, thoroughly establishing control over the battlefield.

Dawn breaks with a gentle light.

Shadows of people, exhausted, landed on the ground, started swallowing medicinal pills, restoring Magic Power, and cleansing the Demon Qi from their bodies...

Jing Zi’an was setting up an array.

The flesh, blood, and Magic Power of the members of the Ancient Demon Tribe all contain strong Demon Qi, extremely unfriendly to Immortal Cultivators, easily contaminating the True Element Magic Power.

Even without contaminating Magic Power, long-term exposure to it would also increase the chances of turning to the Demon Path. These were the lessons learned through the blood and tears of countless Cultivators.

Therefore, the first thing to do after battling the Demon Clan is to cleanse Demon Qi!

He wore a single-lens eyeglass full of sci-fi aesthetics and downloaded a ’Demon Cleansing and Protecting Way Array’ from the ’Virtual Network’ covering the Nine States. He then sent the design to his controlled nanobots.

Soon, a spray of silvery brilliance flew out from his ’Subspace Pocket.’

This brilliance, falling upon the ground, rapidly eroded the original traces, imprinting a set of complete array patterns.

"DeMa Technology’s third-generation nanobots are truly convenient to use... It’s just a pity that the final step still requires us Cultivators to ’induce the spirit,’ otherwise, while it has form, it lacks substance; it would still be a dead array! Sigh... it’s also lucky because of this, otherwise I, a true Core Formation Master, may have been optimized out of a job..." Jing Zi’an mumbled to himself. With a flick of his fingers, a thread of Earth Attribute Spiritual Power infused the array, passing through the last point of all the major patterns.

Buzzing!

Beams of light flickered, abruptly turning into a layer of misty rain falling down, carrying calming, demon dispelling, and healing attributes among others. Most of the Cultivators on the scene spread their arms, feeling the baptism of the array, the crimson in their eyes seemingly dissipating a lot...

Seeing this, a smile appeared on Jing Zi’an’s face.

In his earlier years, he was seriously injured in battle with the Ancient Demons; he now had a prosthetic leg and arm, but while his physical injuries could be healed, the damage to his Golden Core and Divine Soul had no good solution, or rather, the treatment costs were too high. He had lost all hope of ascending to the Nascent Soul stage.

Now, other than fighting for the Nine States’ human race, he hoped his career as an ’Array Master’ wouldn’t be optimized away, so he could still receive a high monthly salary to support his family...

"Alright, the Demon Disaster here has been eradicated, you may all return to your affairs," announced Lord Yun Ding, as a flash of white light returned her to her Patrol Sky Warship, the one named after her ’Cloud Cauldron Number,’ ascending towards the heavens.

"Farewell, Lord Yun Ding!"

Jing Zi’an hurried to go with the flow and performed a salute along with the others.

Yuan Ying True Monarchs of the Nine States mostly patrol the skies, forming the most important ’Taiyin Line of Defense,’ descending accurately only when a Demon Disaster breaks out.

Jing Zi’an was used to it, but he still felt some regret: "Ah... my wife was a fan of Lord Yun Ding back in the day. It’s a pity I didn’t dare to ask for an autograph..."

What he hadn’t noticed was that, within his Sea of Consciousness, an uninvited guest had made their presence known...

’I have to admit, my rash use of the Nascent Soul Possession Skills was indeed a gamble, but luckily, I’ve won...’ Fang Xi shrank in a corner of the Sea of Consciousness, thinking to himself.

In the midst of the chaotic battle, he found an opportunity to possess an arbitrary Core Formation Cultivator who was beaten underground.

The gamble was that the Secret Skill wouldn’t be discovered!

If discovered, he would have no choice but to escape instantly, then call for his main body to rescue him...