Chapter 266 - 232: Unparalleled Demon King, Hunting Feast

Chapter 266: Chapter 232: Unparalleled Demon King, Hunting Feast

Xu Chang’an ignored the Black Spine Bear Wolf Demon.

He collected the Storage Bags from several Cultivators.

"I am Zi Dian!"

Leaving these words behind, Xu Chang’an vanished from the Black Spine Bear Wolf Demon’s sight.

"Zi Dian!"

The Black Spine Bear Wolf Demon muttered to himself.

In just a few moments, he had slain several Human Race Foundation Establishment Cultivators in succession.

’Even a Top-tier Great Demon couldn’t do that, could they?’

It was obvious that a Demon King had saved him!

He looked at the corpses of the Human Race Cultivators on the ground.

A savage glint flashed in the Black Spine Bear Wolf Demon’s eyes as it pounced and began to devour them.

...

He took stock of the resources in the Human Race Cultivators’ Storage Bags; they were decent but unremarkable.

For the current Xu Chang’an, such meager resources were naturally beneath his notice.

But quantity has a quality of its own!

His Demon Sense scanned the area, detecting quite a few Human Race Cultivators nearby.

He took a Talisman from a Storage Bag.

He activated the Talisman, and it erupted in a brilliant light that shot straight into the sky.

BOOM!

A massive explosion sounded.

This was a Human Race Communication Talisman.

When encountering danger, activating the Talisman would summon support from nearby Human Race Cultivators.

Xu Chang’an activated it, of course, to wait for the Human Race Cultivators to come to him.

Actively searching for them was too much trouble; it was better to wait at his ease for the enemy to arrive.

"A signal for help!"

"Someone must have run into a troublesome Demon!"

"Let’s go, we’ll check it out!"

"..."

Human Race Cultivators in the vicinity who saw the Communication Talisman’s signal rushed over one after another.

The first to arrive were two Mid-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

They saw that the area was empty, without even a trace of Magical Combat.

Just as they were growing suspicious, a purple shadow flashed past, and then...

With a THUD, they lost consciousness.

After collecting the two Storage Bags, Xu Chang’an used his Concealing Breath technique and hid again nearby.

The second group of Human Race Cultivators to arrive consisted of five Foundation Establishment Cultivators: three at Early-stage and two at Mid-stage Foundation Establishment.

The Human Race Cultivators who had the confidence to rush over for support were generally not weak.

Unfortunately for them, they had run into Xu Chang’an.

Their fate was no better.

After four or five such "rescues," no more Human Race Cultivators came.

After collecting the resources and Storage Bags from the Human Race Cultivators, Xu Chang’an transformed into a streak of purple light and left the area.

After finding a new spot in the mountain forest, Xu Chang’an pulled the same trick, activating another rescue Talisman.

BOOM!

A loud noise echoed as a burst of light exploded.

"It’s a call for aid!"

"Hurry, let’s check it out!"

"..."

Several waves of Human Race Cultivators rushed over in succession, and all of them met their end at Xu Chang’an’s hands.

Among these responding Human Race Cultivators, the strongest had a Cultivation at Mid-stage Foundation Establishment, while the weakest had just broken through to the Foundation Establishment Realm.

Xu Chang’an had once again collected more than ten Storage Bags.

He then repeated this process, continuously using the distress signals to lure Human Race Cultivators to their "rescue."

With the overwhelming advantage of his higher Cultivation Realm, Xu Chang’an succeeded perfectly every time.

However, such actions naturally attracted the attention of the Human Race Cultivators.

After a Human Race Core Formation Zhenren came forward to investigate, the trick was discovered.

A member of the Demon Race was actively luring humans into a trap.

Judging by the traces of Magical Combat at the scenes, it was undoubtedly a Demon King!

Once this matter came to light, it caused a huge uproar.

The Demon Race had been weak for a long time. Although Demon Kings existed in the branch of the Netherworld Mountain Range, they would always retreat when faced with a large-scale incursion by the Human Race.

In all the past Demon Hunting Festivals, when had something like this ever happened!?

A Demon King was actively luring and scheming to kill Human Race Cultivators!

Clearly, this was a provocation from the Demon Race to the Human Race!

The matter attracted the attention of many Core Formation Zhenren.

WHOOSH!

A massive boulder, dozens of yards in size, was suddenly hurled into the air.

In mid-air, a figure stood, hovering.

His expression remained unchanged as he faced the enormous boulder.

A Longsword gleaming with fiery red light shot forth.

SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!

In a mere instant, the boulder was sliced into hundreds, even thousands, of pieces.

"Go!"

With a flicker of fiery light, each fragmented piece of the boulder rained down like a flaming meteor.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

A continuous series of thunderous explosions echoed.

On the ground below, a Demon resembling a Vajra Ape fled in a sorry state.

"My Demon Race has yielded time and again! Why do you still insist on hunting us to extinction!"

The Vajra Ape demanded, its eyes bloodshot, as it stared at the Human Race True Man in the sky.

The figure in the sky gave no reply.

Fiery light rained down.

The Vajra Ape unleashed its Demon Power, desperately trying to evade.

This was no ordinary fire; ordinary flames couldn’t harm it in the slightest.

This was the Torrential Burning Flame, which contained an Energy capable of incinerating Demon Power.

The Magical Combat between the figure high in the sky and the Vajra Ape on the ground continued.

The Vajra Ape was a Demon King of the Demon Race, having just managed to form a True Core, placing it at the Early-stage Core Formation Realm.

Though he was a Demon King, the weapon he wielded was merely a generic Supreme-grade Magical Artifact.

In a battle of this caliber, it offered no help whatsoever.

He could only rely on his formidable physique to barely hold his own against the Human Race’s Core Formation cultivator.

Although the figure in the sky was also at Early-stage Core Formation, his Magical Treasure and numerous techniques were incredibly potent, enough to completely overwhelm the Demon King below.

’Damn it! If I had an equivalent Magical Treasure and Guarding Methods, what could he possibly do to me!’

The Vajra Ape was furious.

But no amount of anger could change his situation.

The Demon Race was disorganized, completely incapable of Forging Magical Treasures of this level. Forget Magical Treasures—even crafting a Middle-Grade or Top-grade Magical Artifact was an incredibly difficult feat.

"Die!"

A Flaming Longsword dozens of yards long materialized in the sky.

The Vajra Ape on the ground revealed an opening, and the Human Race True Man in the sky seized the opportunity, commanding the Flaming Longsword to strike the killing blow.