Chapter 440 - 183: Demon Dragon Seal, Ten Thousand Demon Mountain
Chapter 440: Chapter 183: Demon Dragon Seal, Ten Thousand Demon Mountain
"Annoying pest!"
A constable roared and kicked out. THUD! The thin, kowtowing man was sent flying, his head smashing against the corner of a wall before he passed out.
Seeing this, the little girl was so frightened she fainted as well.
"What are you looking at?"
"Looking to die?" The burly constable who had knocked the man out scanned the surrounding crowd with a glare.
Intimidated by the constable’s fierce gaze, the crowd quickly scattered.
"This world..."
"A human life is worth less than a dog’s!"
Fang Xing sighed.
The scene hardly stirred any emotion in him.
He had seen such things more than once in these chaotic times.
But this was the first time he’d seen people so brazenly serving Demons and Monsters.
He knew the Liang Kingdom was in chaos, but this level of depravity was a real eye-opener.
’With the Court and the Demons and Monsters in cahoots, the Liang Kingdom won’t last much longer. It’s doomed.’
In the past, its affiliated countries could ask the Great Jing for aid. But now, with the Great Jing’s own internal strife, it has no capacity to look after other nations.
In the end, it all came down to the Liang Kingdom’s Court being too weak.
Its strength was no match for the power of the Demons and Monsters.
Even with the support of the Martial Dao Upper Sects, they couldn’t protect every corner of the kingdom.
"Mission complete. Brothers, tomorrow we make an offering to the Great Immortal."
The lead constable spoke, and the men behind him broke into smiles.
But just as they were about to leave, their expressions froze.
A young man in profound black martial attire had appeared before them.
Fang Xing scanned the constables before him. With a single glance, every constable—except for the leader—dropped to the ground, dead.
"!!!"
Seeing this, an expression of sheer terror appeared on the lead constable’s face.
Fang Xing grabbed his shoulder, and like a phantom, vanished on the spot.
THUMP—!
On a barren mountain in the wilderness outside the city, the air distorted and two figures appeared. Fang Xing tossed the constable to the ground like a dead dog.
After a moment of dazed confusion, the constable’s eyes fluttered open. He looked around at the desolate wilderness, and a chill crept into his heart.
When he saw Fang Xing, he couldn’t help but tremble as fear blossomed in his chest.
"You... who are you? I... I work for the Great Immortal!"
HUMMM—!
Fang Xing had no time to waste on such small fry. He immediately began a forceful Soul Search.
With his advanced Refining Divine Technique, using his Primordial Spirit against a mere Early Stage of Bright Force Martial Artist was almost laughably easy.
He didn’t even need to use his Divine Illusion for a forceful Soul Search like this.
As for the memory-scrambling backlash from a Soul Search, he could easily negate it with his current Primordial Spirit and the Divine Spirit he had cultivated.
Directly soul-searching anyone below the True Qi Realm was no longer an issue for him.
The forceful Soul Search was quick. Soon, Fang Xing saw the so-called "Great Immortal" from the constable’s memories.
A Weasel Demon.
"Yellow Wind Cave..."
Fang Xing’s gaze shifted to the distance. He had learned the "Great Immortal’s" location from the man’s memories.
It was a place called Yellow Wind Cave, located within Dongchuan County.
’Perhaps I can learn more about the situation from this demon.’
’Yes, I’ll go take a look.’
Having made up his mind, the dark light in Fang Xing’s eyes faded.
The constable lay motionless on the ground. He was still breathing, but the forceful Soul Search had damaged his soul and shattered his consciousness. To put it simply, he was now a drooling imbecile.
HUMMM—!
A wisp of Sun Golden Flame flared, and in the next instant, the constable was incinerated, leaving nothing behind.
There was no need to even refine his qi and blood essence.
He was of no value to Fang Xing.
After dealing with the constable, Fang Xing activated his Zongyi Ascension Step and vanished.
Within a few breaths, Fang Xing arrived at a mountain several dozen li from the County Town.
The mountain was saturated with surging Demon Qi, giving it a sinister, gloomy feel.
Arriving at the foot of the mountain, Fang Xing used his Primordial Spirit Projection to scan the area.
The entire situation on the mountain became clear to him in an instant.
Inside a cave mansion halfway up the mountain, several demons were drinking and laughing.
The one at their head was a demon with the head of a weasel.
Yellow Wind King!
The very same Great Immortal from the constable’s memories.
He was merely an Initial Realm Great Demon, and the others were just common Spirit Monsters who hadn’t even reached the threshold to be called Great Demons.
Under his Primordial Spirit Projection, everything was perfectly clear.
Having confirmed his target, Fang Xing didn’t hesitate. With a single step, his figure appeared like a phantom inside the Demon Cave Mansion.
He released a mere wisp of his aura, and the demons, still mid-laugh, were instantly suppressed.
All of the other Spirit Monsters, aside from the Yellow Wind King, were crushed to death by his aura alone.
He didn’t need to use any Martial Arts. The sheer pressure of his cultivation and the qi and blood from his Flesh Body were enough to kill these Spirit Monsters.
The Yellow Wind King stared, dumbfounded, at the young man who had appeared out of thin air.
He wanted to speak but couldn’t even open his mouth. His Demonic Power was completely suppressed, leaving him paralyzed.
Nothing in his body could move except for his thoughts.
HUMMM—!
A dark light bloomed. Activating his Divine Illusion, Fang Xing gazed at the Yellow Wind King.
The Yellow Wind King’s expression went completely vacant.
"Tell me, what demon faction do you belong to?"
"Ten Thousand Demon Mountain," the Yellow Wind King answered woodenly.
"Ten Thousand Demon Mountain..."
Hearing this name, Fang Xing’s eyes narrowed.