Chapter 157: Despicable Outsiders, More Prey Delivered to My Door!
The reason this demonic art can so easily suppress the demonic race is due to the power of Demon Suppression that Dos ntioned before his death.
It was a natural nesis of demons, inherently suppressing them.
Only the most powerful demons could resist it.
However, artifacts or techniques of Demon Suppression were exceedingly rare, so few have ever mastered this demonic art throughout history.
“The initial focus is on sealing and refining,” ng Changqing mused. “It lacks offensive power, so the practitioner must be strong enough to subdue demons first. Without that strength, sealing is out of the question.”
He understood the true nature of the demonic art, thinking that perhaps only in the middle or later stages would offensive techniques appear.
Returning his attention to his palm, ng Changqing observed the demonic energy.
It was said to be the best cultivation resource for a Divine Attainnt Realm warrior.
“Let’s see its effects,” he thought, placing the energy at his brow.
As his soul force operated, the demonic energy lted like ice and snow, perating his consciousness.
A vast amount of spiritual insights appeared in his mind, which ng Changqing absorbed eagerly.
His spiritual insights began to soar, deepening his understanding of his sea of consciousness. The ice beneath him lted rapidly, and dense soul force flowed into his consciousness, making his once-ethereal form more solid.
After an unknown amount of ti, ng Changqing’s aura suddenly increased, growing several tis stronger.
“Second level of the Divine Attainnt Realm!” he exclaid, opening his eyes with delight.
He knew the demonic energy would be effective, but this exceeded his expectations.
Just one wisp had elevated him by an entire minor realm, sothing that would have taken him at least half a month on his own.
“Then again, it was a mid-tier Level 5 demon, not so small fry, and encounters like this are rare. Plus, the higher the realm, the more insights are needed,” ng Changqing reminded himself, calming down.
“But that’s okay. If the quality isn’t enough, I’ll make up for it with quantity. There are plenty of demons here. I’ll try to break through a few more realms while I’m here,” he resolved, looking into the distance.
Too much slaughter would attract stronger beings from the abyss, so he needed to be cautious and stay as long as possible.
“Crimson Sky, let’s go,” ng Changqing said, transforming into a streak of sword light, speeding forward with Crimson Sky following closely.
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In the depths of the Demon Abyss stood a grand ancient mountain, towering between heaven and earth.
This was the territory of the Deception Sound Heavenly Demon clan.
Palaces rose from the mountainside, all facing the summit as if in reverence to the most sacred place of the clan.
Suddenly, a stream of light shot out, and ancient, obscure words resounded through the heavens and earth.
“Dos has fallen, the Origin Tower shattered. Humans have entered again. Kill them.” With this, many demons erged from the palaces.
“Lord Dos is dead! He was a mid-tier Level 5 demon, incredibly powerful. What kind of human could kill him?”
“Could it be soone from the Life and Death Realm?”
“Impossible. If a Life and Death Realm expert appeared, there would be signs in the abyss that the clan leader would sense.”
“Lord Dos must have been besieged and killed. Those despicable outsiders used vile tactics!”
“We also often besiege others.”
“True, we’re even more despicable.” As the demons discussed, powerful auras erged, transforming into black lights and flying towards the distance.
“Lord Duoming, Lord Duolong, Lord Duoyun…” The demons were shaken.
These were significant figures in the clan, many as strong as the late Dos.
“With so many powerful beings taking action, those humans are dood!” the demons proclaid confidently.
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Days later, “Sword One!” ng Changqing’s sword light, as swift as snow, slashed through three Level 5 demons in an instant.
Sheathing his sword, the demons shattered.
ng Changqing raised his hand, the demonic art working quickly to refine three wisps of demonic energy, slightly weaker than Dos’s but still Level 5.
“Already here for revenge,” ng Changqing mused, understanding from the demons’ self-introductions that this was a consequence of killing Dos.
The Deception Sound clan had sent many demons to hunt the humans.
“But they ca at a good ti,” ng Changqing smiled coldly.
Over the past few days, he had killed many demons, but none were of Level 5.
Most were below Level 3, with the occasional Level 4.
His progress was slower than expected, not even reaching the third layer.
He had hoped quantity would make up for quality, but the low-level demons provided too little spiritual insight, and much of it was repetitive.
Only from Level 3 onwards did the demons offer substantial, unique insights, reflecting their own spiritual paths. But such demons were rare.
“Level 5 demonic energy,” ng Changqing smiled.
This was the best cultivation resource for him.
Previously hard to find, now it ca to him.
Though being surrounded by demons was dangerous, the risks equaled the rewards.
To achieve rapid cultivation, he needed to take risks.
As long as no Level 6 demons ca, he could handle it.
Plus, he had the Void Mirror.
“Let’s go all out,” ng Changqing took a deep breath, eyes burning with ambition.
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At the rift in the Demon Abyss, two figures appeared in a flash of light, both wounded and exhausted.
“Why are you back so soon?” the Grand Elder frowned.
“Grand Elder, almost the entire Deception Sound clan is out, hunting us,” one warrior said, his face pale.
“What did you do?” the Grand Elder asked.
“It’s not what we did, but those disciples. They killed an important figure of the Deception Sound clan,” another warrior explained, causing the Grand Elder to narrow his eyes.
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