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Chapter 212: Reactions from All Sides, the Return of the Demon's Trail
“I can feel it—the barrier is beginning to loosen.”
In a secluded stronghold of a mighty sect, a middle-aged man in a purple robe stood atop a mountain peak, eyes closed, deeply sensing the subtle changes in the world after the celestial disturbance.
“But it’s not enough. This much shift still isn’t enough to break through.”
The man opened his eyes, shaking his head slightly, yet the joy in his gaze could not be hidden.
After years of stagnation, he had remained trapped at the peak of the Xian Tian Jing realm, no matter how hard he trained, his cultivation had not advanced a single step. Now, for the first time, hope had finally emerged. How could he not be overjoyed?
After the initial surge of elation, his gaze turned toward a distant direction, a flicker of hatred burning in his eyes.
“Legend says the Four Secret Places operate under different laws than the outside world. That’s why they’re free from the constraints of the external heavenly laws, allowing cultivators to break beyond the Xian Tian realm. That’s why the Four Secret Places remain so mysterious—anyone who emerges from them can shake the entire world, commanding fear from all sects. But now, the celestial disturbance has begun. The chains are breaking. In time, the inherent advantage of the Secret Places will vanish entirely.”
“Yun Shui Mi Jing… One day, Long Tian will storm into your sanctuary and crush you all beneath my feet. For the shame of losing my beloved, I shall repay you in full!”
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Ji Zhou
In a remote, abandoned village, a grotesque figure—wild-haired, face aged, yet body unnaturally powerful—had been torturing several young martial artists bound before him.
Then, after hearing the nine celestial echoes, his expression twisted into wild ecstasy.
"Hahaha… The Heavenly Tunnel Sound! This world truly is awakening! I’ve finally waited for this day! I’ve waited for it! Heaven has not abandoned me! Heaven has not abandoned me! Even in my final reincarnation, I did not perish—indeed, I’ve been rewarded with such a great opportunity!"
He threw his head back and screamed into the sky, his laughter bordering on madness. The young martial artists beside him trembled in terror, unable to comprehend what madness had taken hold of the demon.
But then, his gaze snapped toward them.
"Time is short. With the world’s revival imminent, I must quickly restore my cultivation to the Xian Tian Jing level and fully awaken my Xue Lian Mo Gong. Only then will I have the strength to seize the opportunities ahead."
"Please! Master! Mercy! Mercy!"
The young men and women screamed in terror as the man’s bloodshot eyes locked onto them.
Their pleas were meaningless.
With a single hand, he seized the head of one young woman.
His Demon Cultivation Technique activated.
Blood and vital energy surged from her body, sucked into his own. Her face aged before their eyes, her vitality draining away at an alarming speed.
Within moments, when he released her, her body collapsed—withered, lifeless, her soul fading.
"Senior Brother… save me…"
Her final whisper faded into silence.
"Little Sister!!!"
The sight shattered the remaining hope of the others. Panic turned to utter despair, their cries growing louder, more desperate.
But their struggles were futile.
One by one, the man’s hands descended, draining their life force until each fell dead.
When the last young man breathed his final breath, regret flooded his mind.
If only I’d listened to my Master’s warning… If only I’d stayed within the sect. I thought, with our sword formation, we could easily defeat this monster and restore our sect’s honor. But who could have known… he was this terrifying. Three moves, two strikes—our formation shattered. And now… we’re dead.
"Brother… little sister… I’m sorry…"
The young man’s voice trailed off as he took his last breath, consumed by remorse.
The grotesque figure heard his words, but showed no emotion.
He’d heard such pleas countless times before.
In his long, endless life, he’d committed far worse atrocities.
Crushing a few insects—these pitiful mortals—was nothing to him.
He sat cross-legged, meditating, absorbing the stolen life essence. Yet moments later, his brow furrowed.
"These weaklings’ talents are abysmal. Not even enough to improve my bone structure by a hair’s breadth. It seems ordinary martial artists are no longer useful to me. Only those once-in-a-century geniuses can still elevate my body’s foundation.”
"Yun’er… Yun’er! Where are you?"
A desperate cry echoed through the air—loud, powerful, carrying for miles. Clearly the voice of a Xian Tian Jing master.
The grotesque figure didn’t hesitate. He instantly suppressed his aura and vanished in silence, his movements like shadows.
At this stage, facing a Xian Tian Jing master was still too dangerous.
His Xue Lian Da Fa wasn’t complete. A direct confrontation would be fatal.
"Hmph! Once my Demon Cultivation Technique is perfected, and I break through—mark my words, I’ll capture a few Xian Tian Jing masters and feast on them. Just for a taste!"
Driven away by a mere Xian Tian Jing cultivator, the man’s inner rage boiled.
"Ah! Demon! I, Li Jian Sheng, swear by heaven and earth—I will hunt you to the ends of the world and kill you with my sword!"
Just seconds after the man fled, the voice erupted from deep within the ruined village.
Far away, the fugitive heard the cry—and only smirked.
"More Xian Tian Jing masters are being sent out by the sects and noble families. The geniuses are hiding within their sects, afraid to step out. This Ji Zhou is no longer safe. It’s time to move on. But where…?"
He pushed aside the memory of the massacre and resumed his thoughts.
"To further refine my foundation, I must continue absorbing the blood and marrow of young, talented martial artists—stealing their very roots. The youth here have been terrorized. They won’t dare leave their homes for a long time. But other provinces aren’t so cautious."
"Rumor has it that in neighboring Cang Zhou, two years ago, a true genius appeared—just seventeen years old, already ranked among the top of the Qian Long Bang. There are even whispers… he might be the legendary Qi Yun Zhi Zi."
The man’s eyes gleamed brighter with each passing moment.
"World rebirth. Spirit energy returning. In such a great celestial upheaval, the children of destiny—those born under the auspices of Qi Yun—will rise. If I can claim the foundations of these supreme geniuses, I will forge an unparalleled body! With such a base, I’ll lay the strongest demonic foundation. Then, becoming a demon lord, a demon ancestor—no longer a dream, but a certainty!"
"Ah… that boy in Cang Zhou… I remember his name. Lu Qing, wasn’t it? My first step toward ultimate power begins with you."
(End of Chapter)
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