Chapter 265 - 230-231: Core Formation Circle, Cyan Yang Secret Realm, Part 2

Chapter 265: Chapter 230-231: Core Formation Circle, Cyan Yang Secret Realm, Part 2

The Cyan Yang Secret Realm’s Power of Restriction was exceedingly strong; even multiple Nascent Soul True Monarchs acting in concert could not break through it by force.

However, over many years, the Nascent Soul True Monarchs of the Cyan Yang Immortal Sect discovered that the Secret Realm’s Power of Restriction weakened once every four hundred and eighty years.

The period of weakness lasted for roughly one year, after which the Power of Restriction would gradually restore itself.

It was a cycle that repeated every four hundred and eighty years.

During the period when the Secret Realm’s Power of Restriction was weak, Nascent Soul True Monarchs could open the Secret Realm by joining forces. Thus, the Cyan Yang Secret Realm was opened once every four hundred and eighty years.

The Secret Realm contained countless Heavenly and Earthly Treasures, including a fair number of Tier Four Spiritual Items.

Remarkably, the opening of the Secret Realm placed no restrictions on the number or Cultivation of the Cultivators who could enter.

Even a Cultivator at the Qi Refining First Layer could enter as long as they were bold enough.

Every time the Secret Realm opened, it was a truly grand event.

For the many Cultivators of the Qingyang Cultivation Realm, it was an absolutely rare opportunity.

"Master Xu, we’ll be heading out then!"

Moli Zhenren said with a smile, bidding farewell to Xu Chang’an.

The briefing outside the valley was nearly finished, and it was time for Core Formation Zhenren like them to enter the Netherworld Mountain Range.

The other Zhenren, like Master Lu and Master Zhong, also bid Xu Chang’an farewell.

"I will await your return here, fellow Zhenren!"

Xu Chang’an smiled and responded to each of them in turn.

SWOOSH! SWOOSH! SWOOSH!

Streaks of iridescent light flew across the sky, heading towards the Netherworld Mountain Range.

Not long after, the numerous Cultivators in the valley also began to set out, each using their own abilities as they rushed toward the Netherworld Mountain Range.

They were a dense swarm, like a plague of locusts descending upon the land.

Watching the scene before him, Xu Chang’an said nothing.

The Demon Hunting Festival would last a while, at least two or three months.

Xu Chang’an had no intention of just waiting here. Instead, he would wait until the main army of Cultivators had entered before entering the Netherworld Mountain Range himself.

Not as Master Xu, the Tier Three Alchemist.

But as the top-tier Demon King, the Purple-striped Thunder Rat!

He had already ascertained that no Nascent Soul True Monarchs would be participating in this Demon Hunting Festival.

With no Nascent Soul True Monarchs present, he would be in no danger!

In other words, within this vast Netherworld Mountain Range, all the Human Race Cultivators were his prey!

If he wanted to break through to the Nascent Soul realm, to achieve Pill Formation and Infant Formation, his panel’s Energy was still far too low.

The resources carried by these Human Race Cultivators were excellent nutrients for accumulating that Energy.

Xu Chang’an felt no emotional ripples at the thought of hunting Cultivators.

It was survival of the fittest, and it had nothing to do with personal grievances!

Just as the Human Race hunted the Demon Race!

When these Cultivators entered the Netherworld Mountain Range, they must have already prepared themselves to die!

Xu Chang’an remained perched above the valley for the entire day.

When night fell, he cast a Concealment Spell and quietly entered the Netherworld Mountain Range.

...

"Humans! It’s Human Race Cultivators! Run! Run! Run!"

A Demon with a pitch-black back and thick fur, resembling both a bear and a wolf, was fleeing frantically.

This was a veteran Great Demon at Mid-stage Foundation Establishment, a Black Spine Bear Wolf Demon.

Hot on its heels were four or five Human Race Cultivators.

All of these Human Race Cultivators were in the Foundation Establishment Realm.

The Cultivator with the strongest Cultivation was, surprisingly, at the Peak of Mid-stage Foundation Establishment!

It was no match for this Cultivator even one-on-one, let alone with the others there to help.

’These Human Race Cultivators are here again! Damn it! Damn it!’

The Black Spine Bear Wolf Demon’s Demon Power surged as it fled with all its might.

A blue light shot out from behind it.

With a furious roar, the Black Spine Bear Wolf Demon desperately halted its momentum and managed to evade the beam of blue light.

BOOM!

A huge crater appeared in the ground, and the powerful impact kicked up a large cloud of dust and rubble.

Although it dodged the attack, the Black Spine Bear Wolf Demon was in a dire situation.

The Human Race Cultivators behind it had gotten even closer.

"Our luck is good, a Mid-stage Foundation Establishment Demon!"

"If we kill it, not to mention the resources, we’ll get a lot of points too!"

"It’s a pity the contract Restrictions we brought can only enslave Early-stage Foundation Establishment Demons. Otherwise, an enslaved Mid-stage Foundation Establishment Great Demon would fetch a good price!"

"No matter. This bear-wolf’s black spinal cord is highly valuable, a rare Spiritual Material! And its teeth and claws, after some Forging, can be made into Top-grade Magical Artifacts. Its flesh is nourishing; combine it with some Spirit Medicine to make a grand feast, and it’ll be absolutely exceptional!"

"..."

The Human Race Cultivators chatted amongst themselves as they gave chase, their expressions quite relaxed.

They were not rookies participating in the Demon Hunting Festival for the first time. Even the Cultivator among them who had participated the fewest times had joined four demon hunts.

They had been a team for many years and had excellent coordination.

Coupled with the Guarding Methods and trump cards they had accumulated, they could even fight and defeat a Top-tier Great Demon at Late-stage Foundation Establishment!

Furthermore, during the Demon Hunting Festival, a large number of Human Race Cultivators had flooded into the Netherworld Mountain Range, so they had no fear of being besieged by the Demon Race.

If anything went wrong, a single Signal Talisman could summon support from nearby Human Race Cultivators.

This was why they were acting so brazenly right now!

If not for the Demon Hunting Festival, they would have had to be more restrained.

After all, even though the Demon Race was weaker, they still had the home-field advantage.

BOOM!

A dozen or so ancient trees fell!

An invisible, rippling wave blasted towards the Black Spine Bear Wolf Demon ahead.

The Black Spine Bear Wolf Demon a short distance away used a turquoise Token to try and defend itself.

But under the force of the wave, the Token wavered, struggling to hold on, but ultimately couldn’t withstand the impact and fell to the ground.

"Haha, trying to defend with a Middle-grade Magical Artifact! This Bear Wolf Demon is delusional!"

"How pathetic!"

"A Mid-stage Foundation Establishment with only a Middle-grade Magical Artifact. Just as expected from the ignorant and backward Demon Race!"

"The Demon Race deserves to be slaughtered!"

"Kill!"

The Human Race Cultivators laughed wantonly.

Not far away, the Black Spine Bear Wolf Demon fled in a sorry state.

By now, it had already sustained considerable injuries.

Although its physical body was far tougher than a human’s, its Guarding Methods were far too weak.

Let alone things like Demon Talismans or Beneficial Elixirs, even the Magical Artifact it used was merely Middle Grade.

Compared to the Human Race Foundation Establishment Cultivators equipped with Supreme-grade Magical Artifacts, the disadvantage was far too obvious!

’When Human Race Cultivators enter the mountains to pick Heavenly and Earthly Treasures and gather Spiritual Herbs and Plants, I flee deep into the mountain range. I let you have all the Spiritual Herbs and Plants, just to avoid you.’

’I’ve retreated again and again, so why won’t you let me go!’

’I’ve trained bitterly for three hundred years to finally get this far. Am I really going to die here today?!’

’Why! Why! Was my Demon Race born just to be humiliated by the Human Race!?’

The Black Spine Bear Wolf Demon raged inwardly, but it was utterly helpless.

SHINK!

A surprise attack from a Supreme-grade Magical Artifact pierced through the Black Spine Bear Wolf Demon’s body.

A spray of blood arced through the air, soaking into the earth below.

The piercing wound sent intense pain coursing through its body, causing the Black Spine Bear Wolf Demon’s speed to slow significantly. 𝘧𝓇ℯℴ𝓂

’Run! Run! Keep running! I want to live, I have to live!’

The Black Spine Bear Wolf Demon’s will was resolute, but willpower alone is not always enough.

The Human Race Cultivators quickly caught up to the Black Spine Bear Wolf Demon.

"Die!"

"Die!"

The Cultivators smiled.

ZING!

A sharp streak of light shot straight toward it.

Despair filled the Black Spine Bear Wolf Demon’s face.

FIZZ!

The streak of light that was about to hit it was suddenly snuffed out like a candle flame and vanished.

Hm!?

The Black Spine Bear Wolf Demon saw a Mouse Demon, only about the size of an adult human, appear before it. Its Demon Body was covered in purple stripes, with sparks of electricity flashing across them from time to time.

’This is...’

"What’s going on?"

The Human Race Cultivators wore expressions of astonishment.

’To think a new Demon would just pop up!’

’The Demon Race actually helps each other out!?’

’What a novelty!’

The Mouse Demon that had suddenly appeared was none other than Xu Chang’an.

At this moment, the Cultivation he displayed was merely that of an ordinary Mid-stage Foundation Establishment.

"Just in time! Doesn’t matter who you are, you’re all going to die!"

"Don’t hold back! Kill!"

With a great shout, the leading Mid-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator immediately sent his Magical Artifact blasting forward.

Instead of anger, the other Human Race Cultivators were overjoyed.

Another Mid-stage Foundation Establishment Demon!

In their eyes, these were all shiny Spirit Stones!

They each unleashed their own techniques, blasting attacks forward.

Spells, Magical Artifacts, and Talismans!

"Hmph."

Xu Chang’an snorted coldly.

SWOOSH!

In that moment, he erupted with a speed that the Human Race Cultivators could not have imagined.

The leading Mid-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator hadn’t even reacted.

With a swing of his claws, Thunderbolt flashed.

He lost consciousness and perished on the spot.

SWOOSH!

His figure flashed again, and Xu Chang’an appeared in front of another Human Race Cultivator.

SQUELCH!

This Human Race Cultivator was instantly torn in two, and blood sprayed everywhere.

SWOOSH! SWOOSH! SWOOSH!

Xu Chang’an’s figure flickered continuously.

In just a brief moment, the clamoring, living Human Race Cultivators had all become corpses.

"This..."

The tides of battle had turned in an instant. The Black Spine Bear Wolf Demon stared at Xu Chang’an, its face a mask of utter disbelief.