readytorunbook Chapter 218 Goodbye Lingxi
Chapter 218 Goodbye Lingxi
Chapter 218: Farewell, Lingxi
In the depths of the Extreme Void Starry Sky.
After the catastrophe descended upon the world, the offspring of the Demon Race appeared in almost every Immortal Domain. These emotionless, ferocious, and bloodthirsty creatures instinctively regarded all normal beings as mortal enemies. They would fight to the death regardless of whether their opponents were cultivators or unarmed mortals.
Plundering, killing, and destruction were their most stubborn obsessions. Ever since they were consciously and massively created by the powerful beings of the Demon Race, they had been completely imprisoned by these obsessions, becoming the most loyal and reliable killing army, or rather, cannon fodder.
On a floating landmass spanning tens of thousands of miles in the void, the scene of a horrifying massacre had just come to an end. Groups of demon descendants, shrouded in heavy black robes, could be seen everywhere. Under the command of higher-ranking individuals, they incinerated countless corpses with demonic flames.
These corpses were in a pitiful state, with twisted and agonized expressions, and their bodies shriveled like dry wood. They had been drained of their blood essence through some malicious secret technique, resulting in their deaths. This fate befell men, women, the elderly, and children alike.
In the sky thousands of feet above, a massive hexagonal tower floated silently. The pale tower had seven levels and seemed to be constructed from the bones of countless giant beasts. The surface of the tower was shrouded in dense and pure blood light, with countless distorted and ferocious shadows faintly visible.
The space inside the tower was considerable, equivalent to a city spanning hundreds of miles. Blood-colored mist lingered within, and a sinister demonic aura filled the air. Many demon descendants lurked inside, ready to attack upon receiving orders from their superiors.
At the topmost level of the tower, there was a grand and magnificent palace. It was exquisitely luxurious, yet possessed a mysterious style distinct from the human cultivator civilization. Occasionally, one could see maidservants in veils hurrying back and forth, as well as heavily armored guards with cold expressions.
Their appearances were very similar to those of the human race, especially the few individuals of higher status. They looked no different from human cultivators, even emitting a peaceful and calm aura. This contrasted sharply with the savage and ferocious nature of the lower-level demon descendants.
In a certain hall within the core area of the palace, a group of dignified and elegantly dressed men and women were discussing the distribution of spoils in hushed voices. The atmosphere was relaxed and pleasant.
The spoils were blood-colored crystals suspended in mid-air. They were all fist-sized and perfectly spherical, numbering in the hundreds or thousands. Each crystal emitted an extremely strong vitality.
These crystals were obtained through the slaughter of billions of living beings on the continent. Each crystal was condensed and concentrated by forcibly extracting the blood essence of hundreds of millions of mortals using a malicious and sinister secret technique.
In addition to these blood crystals, there were also equally sized bright silver crystals nearby. Upon closer inspection, one could see shimmering and elusive lights flickering on their surfaces. These were soul crystals. Each soul crystal required the slaughter of billions of mortals and the extraction of their souls to be successfully refined.
In the upper echelons of the Demon Race, these blood crystals and soul crystals were the most important cultivation resources. They could quickly enhance one's strength, heal injuries, and create powerful and perfect offspring... Their uses were extensive, far superior to most heavenly treasures and earthly treasures suitable for the physique of the Demon Race. Therefore, they were truly valuable assets.
"...I heard that His Highness Mist Lord recently suffered a major loss. He was intercepted by a human Emperor and severely injured, with only a wisp of his soul escaping back to the ancestral pool for recuperation."
"That's right, his injuries are quite troublesome. Even with abundant resources, he won't be able to recover without several months of deep sleep!"
"In that case, there's no need to offer the tribute prepared for him, right? A dying waste like him is not enough to protect our tribe. Why should we give him any benefits?"
"That's a good point. Let's keep what belongs to him for ourselves from now on!"
"However, the resistance from those human cultivators is becoming more and more intense. Emperor-level powerhouses occasionally emerge, and our tribe's losses are gradually increasing. To avoid being sacrificed at the whim of those big shots, should we consider finding another Emperor to serve and attach ourselves to?"
"Yes, that's necessary. Let's discuss it thoroughly."
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From the empty space not far from this floating land, a bright and magnificent light suddenly burst out without any warning, illuminating the area for hundreds of miles.
After dozens of breaths, the light gradually receded and condensed into a cocoon of light with a diameter of a hundred zhang, suspended motionless in the void.
A moment later,
The cocoon slowly cracked open, revealing a peculiar and ancient-looking bright red carriage. It exuded a suffocating pressure and emitted a scorching red light, resembling a blazing sun when seen from afar.
"...So this is the Extreme Void Starry Sky? Why does it look so desolate and decrepit?"
A melodious and ethereal voice sounded, filled with obvious doubt and disappointment.
"It's quite normal! Since ancient times, the Extreme Void Starry Sky has experienced countless calamities. It's already a miracle that it hasn't been completely destroyed. We can't expect much from it."
Another gentle voice with a hint of dignity spoke, "I've been here once before, so I know a bit more about this place. Compared to our world, the Heavenly Human Race, the current Extreme Void Starry Sky is indeed not impressive enough. It's only suitable for providing us with the origin of luck and helping our world grow and prosper faster."
Inside the carriage, two stunningly beautiful women sat. One had flowing black hair and a bright appearance. Her snow-white armor outlined her voluptuous curves, and her crescent-shaped eyebrows and eyes exuded a youthful and energetic aura.
The other woman was dressed in a gorgeous deep purple gown. She had a lazy expression, rosy and lustrous cherry lips, and mischievous twinkling eyes. Her gaze was unpredictable, and she had an aura that was deep and unfathomable, as if she were a dreamlike beauty.
The appearance of the two women seemed no different from ordinary humans, except for the intricate natural patterns on their foreheads and around their earlobes, resembling tattoos.
If Qin Muling were present, he would definitely recognize their identities. They were the girl Lingxi he had met in the Illusory Mist Secret Realm, who was now the deputy envoy of the Heavenly Human Race, and her close friend and companion, the envoy Zihuang.
Due to the incident where the Vermillion Flame Divine Beast was jointly killed by the women of the Yu Lingzhou, Zihuang attempted to trace the source and find the mastermind behind it using the Heavenly Secret Art. As a result, she suffered a great loss, was seriously injured, and took several years to recover.
Zihuang's gaze swept over the dark void in the distance and said, "We were ordered to come here to inspect the Extreme Void Starry Sky and also clarify some doubts from the last time the secret realm opened. This task is not too urgent, so we can investigate slowly. Let's go to the territory of the Palace of Calamitous Fate first. Their head of the family has some cooperation with our Heavenly Human Race, and they can handle many things that we are not convenient to intervene in."
Lingxi nodded, "Alright, then..."
At this moment, the expressions of the two women changed slightly as a large group of Demon Race descendants appeared in the far distance, swiftly rushing towards the location of their carriage.
"What are these things? They don't look like human cultivators at all," Lingxi asked with some surprise. She didn't feel afraid, after all, the difference in strength between the two sides was obvious.
Zihuang's face turned slightly cold, "They should be the legendary Demon Race descendants. I have seen records about them in the secret archives of the Palace of Calamitous Fate. It's strange, weren't they supposed to be extinct? Why have they appeared again now?"
During their exchange, thousands of Demon Race descendants had already rushed close. Before they could make a move, a colorful and radiant green silk umbrella flew out lightly, expanding in the wind. In an instant, it transformed into a sword formation covering an area of hundreds of miles, enveloping all these anomalies.
(End of this chapter)