After the Spirit Prohibition shattered, the first thing that surged out like a breached dyke was the imposing Demon Power.
What is Demon Power?
It wasn't the oppression of Demon Energy, nor was it a kind of Divine Skill of a Demon Beast. If anything, it was similar to Martial Arts Boxing Intent; it was a form of ntal suppression. This might had nothing to do with strength and was closer to what one might call a "temperant." According to Modern thods, it was a byproduct of the "algorithm of consciousness" in action. Unlike the Shenzhou People Clan who experienced Innate Spiritual Awakening, it was incredibly challenging for the Demon Clan to even acquire Spirit Wisdom. Each mber of the Demon Clan was an extrely emotional being, making it easier for them to develop abilities akin to Martial Arts Boxing Intent. Demon Power was the sedint of prival wildness transforming into civilization.
However, Zhai Difeng's heart was shaken. He had lived for hundreds of years, having grown from childhood in the Far Sea swarming with demons, raised the Sect Guardian Beast of his sect, witnessed countless sea monsters, and even encountered mbers of the Dragon Clan at the apex of the Shenzhou food chain several tis, yet he had never seen such a demonically evil temperant!
He had sensed the "temperant" of the other party from afar without even seeing the person?
What kind of ability was this?
This degree of strength was beyond reason! Temperant, temperant—it's sothing you only sense when soone sees it. But that Demon Creature, from beyond the Golden Core Stage's field of vision, was already showing such an imposing presence?
The demonically evil intent in the air was so dense it was almost solidifying. A few Foundation Establishnt Disciples couldn't bear the inner ntal oppression and nearly knelt down on the ground, and even two Golden Core Cultivators thought about turning and fleeing. At this mont, Priest Li shouted with his strident, duck-like voice: "Sothing's wrong! He only has Demon Power but not a trace of demonic power. Either he has locked his Physical Body to prevent any bit of his aura from leaking, or he has already exhausted his demonic power!"
Those who devoted themselves wholeheartedly to the gods and followed the path of utmost sincerity were unaffected by the oppression of Demon Power.
Zhai Difeng also quickly ca to his senses and said, "mbers of the Ancient Demon Clan are beings from a million years ago at least. Without becoming immortal, who has the lifespan of a million years?"
Perhaps in order to resist the erosion of a million years of ti, the opponent ran out of demonic power!
Just then, a long sigh ca through: "I have been imprisoned for a million years, and now I have been banished from my holand..."
Priest Li identified the source of the voice and hurriedly leaped into the air to fly toward it. A group of Ancient thod Practitioners hastily followed. Only Zhai Difeng showed a puzzled expression: "How did this mber of the Demon Clan learn the language of the Shenzhou People?"
The language of the Shenzhou People existed a million years ago?
The temple wasn't far from the entrance, and it only took a few breaths for everyone to see the speaker. One of the Golden Core Cultivators recognized the figure: "It's that strange humanoid guardian!"
The guardian with a golden complexion, Wolf Clan characteristics, and standing on two legs with a wolf-head armor! He stood proudly at the entrance of the temple, the red seal on his body was larger than before but also brighter, and the chains extending from his shoulder armor still hung with two large tal rings; however, the left shoulder was bizarrely fixed with a black jade shoulder plate, which seed very out of place.
"It's that Immortal Artifact!"
Everyone identified the goal of their mission based on the abilities of the replica Protective Talismans they held.
The strange guardian's gaze swept over the Ancient thod Practitioners. Suddenly, each person felt a weird sensation, feeling as if their beings were penetrated by the guardian's look, yet they were unclear whether the guardian was actually looking at them. It seed the guardian hadn't noticed these Ancient thod Practitioners and continued speaking: "Now, you dare to intrude upon my territory..."
"You are courting death!"
This sentence was accompanied by an overwhelming Demon Power that poured into the Cultivators' souls. A few of the Foundation Establishnt Disciples puffed up their waistbands in fear, and Core Formation Cultivators also looked at the guardian as if facing a great enemy.
Yet, they dared not take action!
In a space constructed of dreams, Zhen Chan and Wang Qi sat side by side. Opposite them was a stage, upon which was a "guardian's" perspective, much like a movie being broadcast. Zhen Chan nodded in satisfaction, "Kid, you really do have the talent of an actor, indeed you bluffed them."
Wang Qi, on the other hand, shook his head firmly: "This is... just ludicrous, ludicrous!"
Dressing up in Golden Knight armor to cosplay a Demon Hunter, sothing about this gear wasn't right, wasn't right at all!
Of course, the humanoid guardian was actually Wang Qi in disguise. The Demon Clan's arsenal was more effective than any Magic Artifact Wang Qi possessed, even the two Immortal Artifact Level calculators he had couldn't be used to their fullest before the System was installed. At least the armor, when stimulated with Holy Light for strength, made Wang Qi himself much sturdier and highly durable. To prevent his real identity from being discovered, he even instilled a Pseudo Personality with fake mories to control the Armor in his stead.
Of course, the false mories naturally ca from certain literary works he had seen in his past life.
And that formidable demon power naturally originated from the Demon Clan's holy object. Zhen Chan himself had defeated many demons and, though his knowledge might not be as extensive as that of Modern Cultivators, he had a deep understanding of the application of various resources. Under his guidance, Wang Qi first collected the huge cauldron filled with Emperor's Liquid—this cauldron was also a peerless magic artifact, capable of condensing Spiritual Energy to transform into Emperor's Liquid. Then, Wang Qi took away the petal that served as the holy object of the Demon Clan.
This petal was no ordinary magic artifact; it was a sacred decree, a token, a tiger tally, an imperial seal. It was a symbol of the identity of a saint who held the flower beneath the Demon Emperor and above ten thousand demons. Using it in combat was a great disrespect. It had only two functions, one was to unleash the unique demon power of the Demon Emperor; the other was to serve as a Divine Tao artifact to invite the Demon Emperor's divine separation to descend for a pinnacle strike!
A million years had passed, even if the Demon Emperor were mighty, he ought to have ascended or fallen by now, but the demon power branded in the petal remained as potent as ever.
The pseudo personality was aware of its identity, but its character was inevitably influenced by the false mories instilled by Wang Qi, arrogant and paranoid. He deigned not to pay attention to these Ancient thod Practitioners and walked through the crowd, heading outside.
Such a mber of the Demon Clan would not stoop to killing ants.
In the dream, Wang Qi's true personality and Zhen Chan celebrated with a high five, "Success."
Once outside, it would an moving from the light to the shadows, with more room to maneuver and naturally more strategies to employ.
At this mont, Zhai Difeng finally arrived. He blocked Wang Qi's way, speaking respectfully but with firm determination, "Great King, please stay your step."
The golden wolf head turned slightly, eyeing Zhai Difeng, its claws tapping rhythmically as if contemplating whether to take off the promising head before it. Zhai Difeng took a deep breath and asked, "May I ask why the Great King speaks the language of the Human Clan?"
"..." Wang Qi's face within the dream stiffened instantly.
That's like asking why people in otherworldly realms speak Chinese/all the cosmos speaks English/the whole world speaks Japanese! Can you understand if I ow at you?
At that mont, the pseudo personality of Anger Wind was on the verge of erupting, but suddenly Wang Qi took control of the body, lifting the faceplate of his armor with one hand. The pseudo personality had no choice but to comply. As the face under the armor was revealed, Zhai Difeng let out a short gasp of surprise, "How can it be... you?"
Wang Qi's eyes were bound with a black cloth, but the distorted, paranoid, and lofty expression on his face was laid bare.
Zhai Difeng rembered that face; it belonged to the Modern Cultivator—a junior who had mysteriously disappeared days ago and had nearly beco his obsession! But a Modern Heretic in the Qi Cultivation Stage wouldn't be more than twenty years old. How could such a young man possess such a deanor?
A monster, a scoundrel!
This was a backup plan of so old monster from the Demon Clan, his arrangent for resurrection! And the Arithtician heritage had been devoured by this old fiend. That Modern Cultivator junior had taken a sensing protective talisman and, using its connection, the fiend had pulled this heretic here to possess him... This change in the Guardian had also been his doing!
Wang Qi didn't say a word, knowing that the more he talked, the more mistakes he would make. But if he said nothing, others would naturally assu the "truth."
No one would believe that a re Qi Cultivator outsider possessed the demon power of a Demon Emperor Level!
Anger Wind Qi coldly lowered the faceplate and continued walking outside. If not for Wang Qi's suppression, he would absolutely not condescend to explain anything to these people. Watching the golden silhouette walk away, Zhai Difeng urgently said, "Since the Great King has absorbed that person's knowledge, you should know that a million years have passed, the Land of Ten Thousand Demons is no more, and now the Human Clan dominates Shenzhou, right?"
This "old monster" could speak the human language, which surely ant he had absorbed the mory of that young mongrel.
"Nowadays, the Shenzhou People are indulged in heterodox practices and are determined to not accommodate you. They wantonly destroy history, wishing to eradicate all ancient matters," Zhai Difeng spoke firmly. "We as True Law Practitioners are also not tolerated by the outer paths, perhaps..."
The golden wolf head nodded, "Well said..."
Zhai Difeng felt a surge of joy. Such an old monster resurrected could beco a top-notch combatant in no ti! However, he then heard the rest of the statent, "But it's aningless."
Then, there was a sharp pain in his arm, and a flash of blood appeared. (To be continued. If you like this work, please co to qidian to cast your recomndations and monthly votes. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.)
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