Chapter 408: Seven Slaughter Demon Palace
Chapter 408: Seven Slaughter Demon Palace
Black Dragon World.
Under the swaying tree shadows, a snow bunny flicked its ears playfully.
Its fur was snow-white, and it had a charming, jade-like appearance. Suddenly, it darted out, carrying a radiant berry that emitted a red glow in its mouth.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a shadow leaped out from the darkness, and a giant shadow wolf pounced, pinning the snow bunny under its claws before it could escape.
Roar!
Just then, a dragon's roar echoed through the sky.
A figure swiftly appeared, casting a shadow of a Western dragon on the ground.
Rumble!
Trees toppled, revealing a Western Black Dragon over twenty meters in length.
Its slender body shimmered with crystalline scales in the sunlight, and its head was ferocious, adorned with white bone spikes that formed a bone crown.
The black dragon opened its massive jaws and pounced, grabbing the shadow wolf in its mouth.
Only the bewildered snow bunny remained, still in its original spot.
Crack! Crack!
In mid-air, Fang Xing had become accustomed to devouring raw meat. With a few bites, he tore the shadow wolf apart and swallowed it, landing on the edge of a jade-like lake.
He drank the lake water and occasionally used his claws to catch plump dark green fish, swallowing them whole.
His dragon aura emanated, keeping all nearby ferocious beasts at bay.
"According to the rules of this world, the process of the purple demon moon waxing and waning from crescent to full should be equivalent to a year."
"I've experienced the Imperial Essence Dew seventeen times, and if nothing unexpected happens, tonight should be the eighteenth time."
Fang Xing, now full and satisfied, returned to the black mountain range where he was born and silently perched on a ridge.
Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, night arrived.
The purple, enchanting moonlight reappeared.
And then...
Drops of milky white Imperial Essence Dew fell, as if imbued with a spirit of their own, tracing peculiar arcs and landing precisely on the foreheads of different creatures.
In the forest, the snow bunny that had narrowly escaped during the day was penetrated by a drop of Imperial Essence Dew. Its crimson eyes flashed with a hint of human-like intelligence, and its body gradually grew larger. It even stood upright, with its two front paws clasped together, bowing towards the purple moon as if absorbing the essence of the Great Yin.
Roar!
Roars echoed as a white light and an earthy yellow glow flashed through the area surrounding Fang Xing's territory.
Within the white light was an ancient white ape, absorbing the moonlight.
The earthy yellow glow revealed a colossal toad the size of a mountain, its back covered in coin-like bumps, opening its mouth towards the moon and roaring, "Croak!"
A bright yellow demonic core flew out, seemingly being tempered by the moonlight.
In comparison, Fang Xing simply flapped his wings and flew into the sky, greedily devouring the Imperial Essence Dew.
The three great demons finished their practices without noticing the passage of time, and soon the eastern sky began to brighten.
Fang Xing landed on a lawn first.
Next to the lawn was a fruit forest filled with various crimson fruits, bamboo seeds, and more, a dazzling sight.
The ancient white ape slowly concluded its practice, pulling out a yellow-skinned gourd from its waist and gulping down monkey wine.
This wine was brewed from hundred fruits, carrying a unique fragrance that made one's mouth water.
Fang Xing felt a bit envious, as the black dragon body was indeed inconvenient, making even roasting meat a hassle, let alone brewing wine.
Moreover, this old white ape understood human nature and seemed to possess some kind of demonic inheritance, making him an expert in brewing.
"You, with your impure bloodline and mixed demonic heritage, don't even think about getting my hundred fruit wine. Last time I gave you some, it was like feeding pearls to a swine... It broke my heart."
The white ape shook his head repeatedly, his voice ancient.
"I'm a dragon, not some mixed-blooded monster..."
Fang Xing spoke, his youthful voice emanating from his dragon maw.
This language of the world was also taught to him by the old white ape.
"Haha... You don't even have your ancestral memories, and at first, you couldn't even speak. This only proves that your bloodline is low-grade..."
The old white ape's face revealed a highly human-like disdain: "A dragon? Have you seen what a dragon serpent looks like? In my opinion, you're just a mutated stone dragonlet with wings. Of course, your ancestors might have a trace of dragon serpent blood, but who hasn't had a glorious ancestor? My ancestor might have even been one of the Four Havoc-Wreaking Monkeys!"
Fang Xing was speechless.
Indeed, although he identified himself as a Western Black Dragon, in the eyes of these Eastern demons, he seemed like a mutated four-legged snake? The most critical part was... the absence of ancestral memories, which further confirmed this.
Croak!
Just as the two demons were conversing, the earthy yellow toad also arrived.
It shrank, becoming only the size of a millstone, and hopped over: "Old Master, I'm thirsty..."
"Alright!"
The white ape immediately changed his attitude, flattering and bringing out several jars of hundred fruit wine: "Little Yellow, take these to drink. If it's not enough, I have more..."
"Cough... Isn't this too discriminatory?"
Fang Xing protested, but it was all in good fun. After years together, he knew that this old white ape was a decent fellow.
He just had a bit of human cunning.
Flattering this treasure toad also had its purpose.
"How can you be like Little Yellow?" Old White Ape asked. "The 'Heavenly Toad Bloodline' on Little Yellow is extremely potent, and it only took him a few years to master the 'Size At Will' transformation. Can you do it? Moreover, he even cultivated an inner pill, and with just a few more Fire and Wind Tribulations, he'll be able to refine his Primordial Spirit, transcend the Mortal Realm, and achieve the Essence Spirit Realm as a Great Demon!"
"Essence Spirit Realm Great Demon..."
Fang Xing fell silent at once.
From Old White Ape, he learned about the myriad paths in the world. Initially, one would sense the Heavenly Earth Primordial Energy, taking the first steps into cultivation. Regardless of being human, demon, or other beings, they all belonged to the 'Mortal Realm'!
For human cultivators, there were probably nine distinct stages, including blood transference, bone refinement, marrow replacement, and so on. On the demon side, it was much simpler. They would absorb the essence of the sun and moon daily, and then continuously improve, advancing from the first level of the Mortal Realm to the ninth level.
The next step was to refine the Primordial Spirit, becoming a Great Ability in the Essence Spirit Realm!
'If it's the Primordial Spirit I'm thinking of, wouldn't that be equivalent to a cultivation world's Primordial Spirit cultivator or a high-level expert in the Great Xia World's Star Level?'
'In this world, it seems surprisingly easy. Absorbing the Heavenly Earth Primordial Energy has a certain probability of breaking through?'
Fang Xing's heart sank: 'The water in this world seems a bit deep... I'll need to hide even better.'
Old White Ape played around for a bit and threw over two Immortal Peaches. With a sigh, he said, "Old Sun here has been eating these peaches for eighty years... I don't know if I'll be able to eat another twenty years' worth of peaches..."
Fang Xing and the earthy yellow toad exchanged a glance and spoke, "The Foreign Demon Tyrants... are they coming again?"
"Not bad... According to Old Sun's observations, every time the peaches mature twenty times, a group of Foreign Demon Tyrants will come to kill... The stronger the demons, the more excited they become."
Old White Ape said, "Black Mountain Lord and Green Scales Lord are truly formidable experts, but they all fell... Old Sun's cultivation was low before, so they didn't seem to pay much attention to me. But the last time, I was chased to the point of having no escape in the sky or the ground, and almost fell... I'm afraid I won't be able to survive this great tribulation."
He looked at Fang Xing and the earthy yellow toad, "Little Yellow, Little Black... You are both demons with less than twenty years of cultivation, and you don't know the terror of the Foreign Demon Tyrants. When the time comes, for the sake of eating peaches and drinking together, you must help Old Sun... Of course, mainly Little Yellow, Little Black, your goals are too grand. Being able to protect yourselves would be good enough..."
Fang Xing: "..."
He now understood this world even better. It was most likely a trial ground for some force, a completely controlled small world.
'In such a small world, being too powerful will obviously lead to 'cleansing'...'
'I can endure it for now... It's a good opportunity to continue comprehending the Space Doctrine.'
'As for how to get out? I'll have to observe this Foreign Demon Tyrant's attack experience...'
Fang Xing prepared to silently observe at least once before making a decision.
After all, he had plenty of time, and this Black Dragon body could live for at least a thousand years.
'What can I gain in this world?'
'If my consciousness crosses over, it's the same as the Great Xia World. Aside from secret techniques and cultivation methods, I can't take any treasures with me...'
'Perhaps the greatest benefit is having enough time to comprehend the laws?'
...
"I wonder what those Foreign Demon Tyrants look like, and what their strength is like. Can we communicate with them?"
Fang Xing pondered for a moment and asked.
"They call themselves humans, and their strength is above the seventh level of the Mortal Realm. But you mustn't underestimate them just because they're in the seventh level of the Mortal Realm..."
Old White Ape shook his head, as if recalling something extremely terrifying: "Old Sun here once heard one of the pursuing Foreign Demon Tyrants mention that they came from... the Seven Slaughters Demon Palace?!"
...
In front of an ancient palace.
Numerous black-clad disciples stood solemnly, silent and motionless.
No one knew how much time had passed when a Primordial Spirit power descended, transforming into a black-clad, black-haired Daoist figure.
His eyes swept over the crowd, and his voice carried no emotion: "You are all Outer Sect Disciples of the Seven Slaughters Demon Palace. To become Inner Sect Disciples, you must enter the 'World of Ten Thousand Demons' and return after killing a Great Demon."
He paused before continuing, "This trial is indeed a bit too simple."
"Your cultivation is not far from those Great Demons, and you have the advantage of weapons, cultivation methods, and techniques... Your Dao insight far surpasses those Great Demons, after all, the human body is the most spiritual of the heavens and earth, making it more suitable for comprehending the laws of heaven and earth..."
"Therefore, I've decided to increase the difficulty. For this trial, to become an Inner Sect Disciple, you must kill two Great Demons."
Finally, a hint of pleasure entered his voice: "If you can kill ten or more, there will be additional rewards..."
With these words, the solemn atmosphere below finally changed.
"This is bad. It's actually Blood Butcher Elder personally overseeing the trial... This trial won't be easy."
"I must get the reward for killing ten or more!"
"This is bad... Blood Butcher Elder is doing this, isn't he openly encouraging us to fight and kill each other?"
The disciples exchanged glances, their eyes filled with a hint of battle intent. It was easy to imagine that this Inner Sect Disciple test would be even more bloody and brutal than before...
(End of Chapter)
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