The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron

Chapter 667: Secrets of the Demon Clan



Chapter 667: Chapter 667: Secrets of the Demon Clan

The Five-colored Bird soared into the sky, countless feathers falling like a rain of swords, covering the entire valley.

In an instant, countless Demon Beasts met their demise. A Demon King’s wrath was something no ordinary Demon Beast could withstand.

The Fire Bull, raging with anger and stepping on a clump of fire, charged forward. Roaring, it surged towards the Five-colored Bird with its colossal body.

The impact was so potent that even a mountain wouldn’t stand a chance.

The Five-colored Bird, unwilling to directly confront the Fire Bull, spread its wings intending to escape.

But at that moment, the Silver Fox suddenly attacked. Its sizable silver-white tail rolled up and directly trapped the Five-colored Bird.

The Five-colored bird cried in protest, exuding Deamon Qi in an attempt to escape from the fox’s tail.

Splat!

The fox’s tail suddenly tightened and the Five-colored bird screeched, spurting blood and immediately wilting.

The Fox’s tail then loosened and the Five-colored bird fell down, right into the charging Fire Bull’s path, which collided with it severely.

With a loud crash, the Five-colored bird, being at the Demon King’s level, was reduced to bloody pulp. It died a gruesome death.

The Silver Fox reached out its claw and grabbed the Demon Core from inside the Five-colored bird’s body, then tossed it directly to the Fire Bull as if giving it a reward.

The Fire Bull’s face was full of gratitude. It greedily licked its tongue and swallowed the Five-colored bird’s Demon Core.

Other Demon Beasts watched with envy. The value of a Demon King’s Demon Core was unimaginable. If a Demon Beast below the Demon King level ate it, it would gain enormous benefits.

Fang Lin, observing from a distance, felt regret. It was a Demon King’s Demon Core! If he could have it for himself, how great would that be!

However, there were

too many Demon Beasts there, and they weren’t tame. As much as Fang Lin had some life-saving methods, he dared not go there to snatch the Demon Core. That would be a death sentence.

At the same time, Fang Lin marveled at the Silver fox’s power. It awarded the Fire Bull the Demon Core of a Fifth Transformations Demon King. Its talent for winning over allegiances, or rather, winning over ‘Demon Hearts’, was something to be admired.

With the death of the Five-colored Bird, the last inharmonious voice was gone. The Demon Beasts in the valley were all echoing the Silver Fox, becoming its loyal followers.

Just then, the Silver Fox seemed to notice something and glanced in Fang Lin’s direction. Its gem-like eyes emitted a ray of light.

“Not good!” Fang Lin was shocked. Despite his hiding so far away, he was detected by the creature. Without hesitation, he conjured the azure lotus platform, using its power to transport himself a thousand miles away.

At the location where Fang Lin had previously hidden, the Silver Fox appeared and destroyed it. The Silver Fox arrived, its eyes giving off a rather chilly gaze as it looked at the place where Fang Lin had been hiding.

“That was close, too close. I almost got myself killed.” Fang Lin put away the azure lotus platform, visibly relieved.

At that moment, Fang Lin truly felt as if he had just narrowly avoided death. The Silver Fox was too powerful, far surpassing ordinary Demon Kings. If he were discovered by it, unless a Demon Saint intervened, escaping death would be quite a feat.

Now, Fang Lin appeared in a deep mountain range. The surroundings were silent, creating an atmosphere of tranquility.

Fang Lin took out the Message Transmitting Jade Slip, intending to contact Steward Shen.

However, there was no response from Steward Shen which cast a shadow on Fang Lin’s heart.

No response either meant death or being trapped in some isolated place.

“Old Senior, why would that Silver Fox want to recruit those Demon Beasts?” Fang Lin asked.

The Old Dried Corpse replied, “This is merely my conjecture, but it likely has something to do with the current Demon Saint.”

The current Demon Saint?” Fang Lin responded with astonishment.

Truthfully, Fang Lin had no idea who the current Demon Saint was, whether it was human or beast.

Every time a Demon Saint passed away, a new one would emerge to lead all the world’s Demon Beasts.

The Old Dried Corpse was a Demon Saint from the distant past and the instigator of an ancient catastrophe.

However, Fang Lin had never heard about the current Demon Saint.

“I have communicated with several Demon Kings in the depths, it seems that this generation’s Demon Saint disappeared hundreds of years ago and has not appeared since,” the Old Dried Corpse said.

Fang Lin was unaware of these events, so, he took the time to listen to the Old Dried Corpse’s explanation.

Turns out, the current Demon Saint vanished five hundred years ago. Among the Demon Beasts, there were rumors of the Demon Saint’s death, and some believed it was still alive but trapped somewhere.

Just as the saying goes, a country can’t be without a king for a day, the same logic applies to Demons. Without a Demon Saint to lead them, chaos would ensue among the world’s demons.

However, since it wasn’t clear if the current Demon Saint was deceased, the Demon Clan had been bickering for hundreds of years and no new Demon Saint had emerged.

Until recent years, several incredibly powerful demon beasts emerged from the Demon Clan, intending to claim the position of Demon Saint.

To become a Demon Saint, one needs not only power but also the recognition of the Demon Clan. If one merely has power but does not have the recognition of the Demon Beasts, they would not become a Demon Saint, and wouldn’t be able to lead the world’s Demons.

Hearing this, Fang Lin immediately understood. Could it be that the Silver Fox was one of the powerful Demon Beasts aiming for the Demon Saint position, and was trying to recruit various Demon Beasts to win their allegiance?

“Very likely,” the Old Dried Corpse said, his judgement and conjecture were the same as Fang Lin’s.

Fang Lin drew a sharp breath. He hadn’t expected that such a big upheaval had occurred among the Demon Clan, that the current Demon Saint had disappeared.

No wonder, without the Demon Saint, the Demon Clan was like a scattering sand, lacking cohesion.

“Old Senior, it’d be great if you could lead the Demon Clan,” Fang Lin said jokingly.

But the Old Dried Corpse just let out a laugh: “Let’s not discuss the fact that I can’t appear right now. Even if I were to return to the Demon Clan, the Demons of this era may not recognize me. After all, everything now is different from the past.”

Hearing this, Fang Lin was startled and felt some resonance. The Old Dried Corpse had these sentiments, and so did he.

This era was ultimately not familiar to them. Everything had changed.

Meanwhile, outside the Hundred Beast Mountain range, within the majestic Demon Suppressing City, the Demon Suppressing King stood on a high tower, looking out towards the Hundred Beast Mountain.

The city had already gathered many martial artists from various places in Xuan Country. An incredibly powerful prince from the royal family was there to assist the Demon Suppressing King in defending the city.

“The beast tide is becoming more frequent,” the Demon Suppressing King remarked, surrounded by figures of various powerful individuals from Xuan Country.

“The three-month deadline hasn’t arrived yet, could it be that these Demon Beasts are planning to break through the formations early?” an old man questioned with a frown.

The Demon Suppressing King shook his head: “It’s merely testing the waters. But I fear that the true uprising will indeed occur earlier than anticipated.”

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