readytorunbook Chapter 846 The Demon Rising (3)
Chapter 846 The Demon Rising (3)
Chapter 846 The Rise of the Demon (Thirteen)
"That's it?" Han Yi chuckled, a hint of disappointment flickering in his eyes. "I thought it would be different from Xu Feihong's. But it's just the same old stuff... Earth Veins... Do you think the Yuanmiao Sect has the energy to deal with these things?"
The earth vein protection set up by Yuanmiao Sect covers the entire Yunzhou. Within the range of the great formation, the demons will indeed be detected immediately, and then people will come to suppress them quickly.
But most of the day has passed.
He led the night tour around, and no one came to stop him.
Either the previous conjecture has been confirmed, and Yuanmiao Sect has other more important matters to attend to, with limited resources and unable to spare manpower in the short term; or Yeyou, after being modified by Han Yi and having his soul implanted with a bloodline spirit seed, no longer belongs to the pure demon race, and therefore would not be detected as abnormal.
Or perhaps both are possible.
As for entering and exiting the secret realm…...
Hong Jiaojiao thought this little thing...could stump him?
Han Yi shook his head, somewhat speechless, and then his thoughts raced.
Swish!
Night Wanderer quickly transformed and shrank, turning into a miniature snake that landed on Han Yi's shoulder.
The Night Demon's true form was originally a white phantom, ever-changing and unpredictable in shape.
However, his soul seemed to be affected by the constant erosion of the bloodline spirit seed, and he had an inexplicable preference for a serpentine appearance.
The miniature snake coiled around the white jade ring, then suddenly exhaled a breath of black gas, causing the ring to instantly turn pitch black as if it had been corroded.
*Sizzle*
A dazzling white light suddenly surged from the tip of the ring, projecting onto Han Yi and condensing into an oval-shaped door. Inside the door was a blinding white vortex, swirling and twisting erratically, like the mouth of a monster ready to devour its prey.
"A secret... a secret realm?!" Hong Jiaojiao's pupils shrank sharply, and her thoughts froze.
Entering and exiting the secret realm... the other party didn't need to go through her at all, so her initial insistence...
“That’s why I said… it’s meaningless…” Han Yi shook his head, his expression calm. “There will always be some people… who are presumptuous… who think they are very important… but even without them, the sun will still rise in the east and set in the west, and everything will remain the same.”
Night Wanderer's strength may be average, and even if he were to return to the Demon King level one day, he might not be a match for Han Yi. However, his innate racial ability to break through boundaries is undeniably powerful.
If he was able to come to the human world from the demon realm with this, then entering and leaving an ordinary secret realm would be even easier.
With a casual gesture, Han Yi sent the giant sword that Hong Jiaojiao had dropped on the ground flying up and landing in his hand.
"This knife is nice, but unfortunately, it has the wrong master..."
Numerous bloodline spirit seeds emerged from his fingers, quickly enveloping the giant cleaver like a swarm of black ants.
At a speed visible to the naked eye, the saber, as if corroded by strong acid, rapidly shortened, narrowed, and changed shape.
A crescent-shaped scimitar appeared, its blade curved rather than straight, with ancient and simple carvings and black patterns resembling dragons and snakes.
Snap...
Han Yi reached out and gripped the curved blade, casually swinging it. A cold glint flew out, disappearing into the top of the pavilion.
Click click...
But the clicking sound continued incessantly, as if it were gradually going deeper and deeper, heading to an unknown destination.
Hong Jiaojiao's eyes lit up, and she was slightly lost in thought, as if the dazzling sunlight was shining on her eyes.
Before she could react, the ground shook violently beneath her feet, and the entire pavilion began to sway.
laugh!
Bright sunlight streamed in through the gaps in the pavilion, forming a golden pillar of light that was dazzling.
Then came the second golden beam of light, the third, the fourth…
hiss hiss hiss...
Rays of light streamed in through the gaps, making the entire hall feel like a dam breached by a flood, offering no resistance whatsoever.
Buzz...
The hall trembled, shook, and cracked; the light grew stronger, and the view became increasingly bright.
"A fine knife... indeed a fine knife..."
Hong Jiaojiao muttered to herself, her eyes quickly losing their sparkle.
A blood-red line suddenly appeared on her mountain-like body, extending downwards from between her eyebrows.
The red line is bright and extremely eye-catching.
A few breaths later, the red line expanded and enlarged, and a clear red bloodstain slowly split open on Hong Jiaojiao's body.
Tear it.
Her body was split in two, with blood and internal organs gushing out all over the ground.
Click...
With Hong Jiaojiao's death, suddenly, a piercing sound of bricks and wood breaking rang out again, as if shaken violently by some enormous force, and a huge crack appeared in the ceiling of the hall.
The cracks tore through the rest of the wall, and countless dense cracks spread out like a spider web.
The tall building, like a cake, seemed to have been sliced open from top to bottom with a knife, and suddenly split into two halves.
The pavilion, now split in two, collapsed to either side, and a jumble of unsecured debris fell and slid down the walls.
boom! ! !
Large clouds of dust rose up, and a huge yellow curtain suddenly unfolded. A large number of boulders were smashed everywhere like marbles. When the boulders hit the ground, they turned into countless fragments that rolled and surged, instantly burying most of the small open space on the top of the mountain.
Swish swish!
On the open ground of the Three Mountains Sect, figures flew out from the collapsed ruins, each one covered in dust and looking extremely disheveled.
Aside from the group that directly participated in taking action against Han Yi.
Outside the pavilion, there was also an ambush set up by Hong Jiaojiao, who was urgently mobilized and ready to receive orders at any time.
Those who were summoned and participated in the operation were the true elite combat personnel within the Three Mountains Sect.
The collapse of the mere pavilion would not cause them any harm.
The biggest shadow, however, is the fear on a psychological level.
They had no idea what was happening in the hall.
No one knew that Hong Jiaojiao had been killed with a single blow.
But the moment Han Yifu appeared, the imposing aura he casually displayed startled everyone present.
Without Hong Jiaojiao's command, the group was leaderless, standing in twos and threes, their formation scattered, surrounding Han Yi in a circle, hesitant and indecisive.
"Night Tour, let's take care of this." Han Yi didn't turn his head and slowly walked towards the white vortex hanging in the air.
No matter how many small fry come... they're still small fry.
Of the entire Three Mountains Sect, only Hong Jiaojiao was worthy of his attention; the rest were nothing in his eyes.
Hehehe...
Night Wanderer straightened up, sprang out, its massive serpentine body slowly unfolding before disappearing into the shadows.
Not long after.
A large group of Sanshan Sect members, who were on high alert and wielding swords, looked dazed and lost in thought. They put down their weapons and slowly left like zombies.
"Forget it...forget everything that happened..."
Night Wanderer's unique ability to confuse and create chaos, combined with the corrosive power of the bloodline seed, amplifies its power exponentially. Even the strongest, Hong Jiaojiao, couldn't withstand the interference released by Night Wanderer, let alone this group of weak, ordinary martial artists.
"Let's go."
Han Yi stepped into the vortex and waved.
Chi!
The night-roaming creature suddenly came to an abrupt halt, ceasing its frantic movement, and darted out of the shadows to catch up.
The figures of a person and a snake disappeared into the vortex and slowly vanished.
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Yunzhou Prefecture was a central government office.
The summer sun was blazing.
The midday sun is particularly scorching, with rays of light carrying intense heat, casting blinding white light that makes the ground smolder.
Even the slightest movement of the body would cause beads of sweat to slide down the forehead, quickly soaking the clothes. As the moisture evaporated, a thin layer of white salt stains remained.
Even breathing requires immense courage, as if what enters the nasal cavity are pieces of burning embers, and the throat feels like it's on fire, burning and stinging painfully.
"Yuanmiao Sect... what are they up to?"
Liu Quan stood with his hands behind his back by the window, gazing into the distance.
High in the distant sky.
Qingjiang Mountain, where Yuanmiao Sect was located, seemed to be erupting like a volcano, continuously spewing out high-temperature red light.
The red light was unrestrained, radiating heat wantonly, making most of the sky seem to be ablaze, with twisted and ferocious air currents constantly rising, and astonishing temperatures radiating outwards.
Looking from the direction where Liuquan is located.
It looked as if an extra sun had appeared in the sky.
It emits light at all times, even at night.
"It's been three days already. Three days have passed. Still no information?" Liu Quan frowned and asked in a low voice.
"No. Nobody knows." Qu Yang said with a bitter face, "No one is allowed to enter or leave the area around the prefectural city, especially the road leading to Qingjiang Mountain, which is strictly sealed off."
"What about the dead people?" Liu Quan asked in confusion. "So many people died... Yuanmiao Sect has always been most afraid of getting involved in karma... Don't they even want to give an explanation?"
Three nights ago, there was some commotion at the Yuanmiao Sect…
After a loud bang, this scene unfolded before our eyes.
For three days and three nights, the relentless high temperatures caused moisture to evaporate, rivers to dry up, forests to burn, and countless birds and beasts to die.
Looking around, the ground looked as if a severe drought had occurred.
The waters of the Qingjiang River at the foot of Qingjiang Mountain have even dried up, revealing the dry riverbed below, which has been baked and cracked.
The prefectural city is quite far from Qingjiang Mountain. Although it is not as arid and hot, the situation here is still not optimistic.
Wealthy families with their own underground water supply are better off.
But the poor... especially the many people who make a living from the Qingjiang River... have been driven to the brink of despair.