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Chapter 64: I am Wan Yaozi.
Chapter 64: I am Wan Yaozi.
Boom, Boom!!!
A thick black mist enveloped the entire Fufeng City, reducing visibility to near zero. Fat Dragon stood at the edge of the city wall, gazing downward, but not a single demonic beast could be seen. All he could hear were countless roars echoing in his ears.
That Demon Monarch Wan Yaozi had left these demonic beasts behind when he fled.
However, it must be said that Wan Yaozi's escape as a red light was incredibly fast, seemingly even quicker than the departure of those Golden Core Powerhouses.
"Is this Demon Race a different race from the Demon Beast Race?"
"No."
The scholar shook his head, his expression complex as he spoke, "They are also humans, but in the previous Divine Path Version, due to special circumstances, they were defeated and became Heavenly Prisoners. Then, they were labeled as the Demon Race by the Heavenly Dao."
"Once branded as Heavenly Prisoners, they live a life worse than death."
"They are imprisoned in a small world, one that is constantly filled with dense Spirit Energy. As long as they cultivate diligently using their Heart Techniques, their cultivation progress will be extremely rapid. Unfortunately, upon becoming Heavenly Prisoners, they are also cursed by the Heavenly Dao with various curses, preventing them from advancing their cultivation in this life. They can only maintain the cultivation level they had when they became prisoners."
"It's extremely painful to be surrounded by such dense Spirit Energy but unable to improve one's cultivation."
"Moreover, within that small world, these Heavenly Prisoners will never die."
"Since they cannot enhance their cultivation, these demons have no choice but to focus on cultivating spells and various other methods. It's certain that over such a long period, they must have perfected every spell to the pinnacle of Great Perfection."
"Such a method..."
"Being invincible at the same cultivation level is not an empty boast."
"I see."
Fat Dragon looked down at the wall, seemingly understanding, and asked, "You mentioned that Demon Cultivators are also invincible at the same level. If they were to fight, who would be the ultimate victor?"
"That's unclear."
The scholar shook his head, not answering the question, "But one thing is certain: the strength of these demons is not to be underestimated. They possess extremely rich combat experience and a strong desire for victory."
"They must win to break free from their Heavenly Prisoner status and improve their cultivation. Only then can they reappear in the new round of the Divine Path Version. If they lose, it will be their true demise."
"Before every major change in the Divine Path Version, there are always these minor adjustments."
The scholar fell silent, his expression calm as he gazed in the direction where Wan Yaozi had long departed. In his early years, he was hailed as the number one Sword Cultivator in Great Xia, ranking among the top three in the Great Xia Elite Ranking, a true peerless genius.
Yet, he couldn't kill this Wan Yaozi.
At that time, Wan Yaozi was merely at the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment.
His sword was swift, but it couldn't slay this person.
Or perhaps he had killed him numerous times, but this man always managed to reappear.
This person must possess some kind of external body technique, especially his method of escape, which was unfathomable. Each time, he seemed to use a different escape method, leaving others baffled as to how he had so many ways to flee.
Moreover, despite the fact that this escape method should consume a significant amount of his lifespan, he was able to use it multiple times as if his lifespan were infinite.
Just then—
Boom!!!
The sound of the city gate collapsing reverberated from below, and countless intense roars and battle cries suddenly amplified several times, reaching the ears of Chen Qiu and the others.
"Let's go."
Chen Qiu turned and walked towards the city wall, saying, "Before those so-called demons emerge, let's deal with these demonic beasts first."
"Pain!!!"
At that moment, in a hidden cave on a cliff located thousands of miles away from Fufeng City, Wan Yaozi was vomiting blood uncontrollably, his body convulsing on the ground, his face distorted in agony. Yet, within his scarlet pupils, an extremely excited light shone!
"Success!"
"Finally, success! Master can finally return!"
"Those who once plotted against Master will live in constant fear!"
"Big Brother, Second Brother, Third Brother, Fourth Brother, Fifth Brother, Sixth Brother, Seventh Brother, Eighth Brother, I've succeeded! Can you see it?"
We have finally succeeded, and you can finally rest in peace down there!"
In the cave, only a few dim candle holders emitted faint light, and on the altar, eight spirit tablets were neatly arranged.
The spirit tablets bore no names, but instead, each had a portrait engraved upon them. Upon closer inspection, the eight portraits were almost identical, and the man lying on the ground, his body convulsing, struggled to get up and looked up at the altar. Wan Yaozi, his face was identical to the portraits on the spirit tablets.
"Pfft!"
As his injuries worsened, Wan Yaozi couldn't help but cough up another mouthful of fresh blood. With trembling hands, he took out a bottle of healing pills from his bosom and swallowed them all at once. When he escaped Fufeng City, several Golden Core Powerhouses had chased him for hundreds of miles.
Although his blood escape technique, passed down by his master, was extremely proficient, being pursued by Golden Core Cultivators still resulted in severe injuries.
The nine brothers were born from the same womb.
They shared the same appearance, height, and even the same likes and dislikes. Their master once told them that they were blessed individuals. It was almost impossible for mortals to give birth to nine children in one go; this was a sign of the Nine Dragons, a great blessing!
Their parents died at the hands of robbers shortly after giving birth to them.
It was their master who raised them and led them on the path of cultivation.
Their master was a Golden Core Powerhouse, very powerful, but with a poor reputation. Wherever he went, he had to conceal his identity, fearing discovery and subsequent pursuit. Others referred to their master as a Malevolent Cultivator.
They said that their master was evil.
They said that their master's hands were stained with blood.
They didn't understand.
They didn't know what evil or malevolence was. All they knew was that when their parents died at the hands of robbers shortly after their birth, it was their master who saved them, who gave them food, and who raised them.
It wasn't those who claimed to be righteous.
Their master was the righteous one.
However, hundreds of years ago, the Divine Path Version underwent a significant change. Despite their master's formidable cultivation, he fell into a trap set by several Golden Core Powerhouses and became a prisoner of the Heavenly Prison, confined to a small world. Before leaving, their master mentally communicated with them, asking them to forget all grudges and live a life of anonymity.
From a young age, they knew that their master had his reasons for adopting them. Their greatest dream was to serve their master.
They were born from the same womb.
The ranking of the eldest and second eldest brothers was not based on the order of their birth but on the order of their fearlessness. He was the most fearful, so he became the youngest, Little Nine.
The eldest brother, being the bravest, became the leader and also the first to die.
For hundreds of years, their sole objective was to rescue their master during the next minor version change of the Divine Path and bring him back to the Great Xia Nation!
Over the past century, their pursuit of this goal had attracted countless pursuers.
From the eldest to the eighth brother, all died at the hands of these pursuers.
These people always shouted slogans of slaying demons and eliminating evil, and without any conflict, they raised their slaughter blades against them, as if killing them would prove their righteousness.
Wan Yaozi, from beginning to end, was one of the nine.
Not alone.
And he, Wan Yaozi, was the last of the nine.
(End of Chapter)
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