Chapter 274 - 239: Demon Kings Gather, the Demon Horde Rampages (Part 2)

Chapter 274: Chapter 239: Demon Kings Gather, the Demon Horde Rampages (Part 2)

With his cultivation having entered the Nascent Soul Realm, his Demon Path Physique had already grown to a full 360 zhang in size.

When he transformed into his true form, he blotted out the sky and sun. Some of the smaller mountain peaks weren’t even as large as his Demon Body.

More than half a year had passed since the Cyan Yang Secret Realm opened.

He hadn’t been idle during that time. Instead, he was continuously rallying the Demon Race within the Netherworld Mountain Range.

The risk of trying to seize the Great Sun Essence alone was too great.

He’d be too vulnerable to a joint attack from the many Nascent Soul Realm Cultivators.

So, he had to be the first to strike!

He would launch a surprise attack before the Nascent Soul Realm Cultivators had emerged, then lie in wait and pick them off one by one.

In his plan, these Demon Race Demon Kings and Great Demons would be his greatest allies!

In the decades prior, Xu Chang’an, posing as the Unparalleled Demon King, had founded Purple Thunder Cliff and brought a considerable number of the Demon Race under his banner.

He had seven or eight Demon Kings alone!

But to deal with the Cultivators inside the Cyan Yang Secret Realm, these numbers weren’t enough!

So, over the past half-year, Xu Chang’an had been focused on one thing.

Rallying the Demon Kings of the Demon Race to drive out the humans together!

The Unparalleled Demon King issues a call to arms, and all the demons answer, with Demon Kings rushing to join the fray.

That was the kind of thing that only happened in stories.

Naturally, any being who managed to become a Demon King was no fool.

The Human Race was powerful; for Demon Kings to go on the warpath was extremely risky. Moreover, incurring the wrath of the humans would bring endless future troubles!

Xu Chang’an’s empty promises would, of course, be useless!

But he offered something they couldn’t refuse: a Nascent Soul Formation Opportunity!

In truth, he didn’t actually have one. He just dangled a juicy carrot in front of the Demon Kings.

He declared that in the coming battle, he would grant the Nascent Soul Formation Opportunity to the Demon King who killed the most Human Race Cultivators!

The Demon Kings were skeptical, but then Xu Chang’an revealed a slew of Tier Three Elixirs and Spiritual Items.

And it wasn’t just Spiritual Items; he also presented the legacy of a Tier Four Array and several Puppets!

Not many of the Demon Kings were interested in the legacy of a Tier Four Array.

But the Puppets!

Tier Three High Grade and even Quasi-Fourth Tier Puppets!

Now *that* caught the attention of many Demon Kings!

Xu Chang’an announced that all these items would be given as rewards for this battle.

Merit would be rewarded after the war!

The Human Race had oppressed the Demon Race for too long!

The greater the Demon King, the higher their Spiritual Wisdom!

They had long endured the oppression of the Human Race! But the humans were powerful, so while they seethed with anger, they never dared to voice it.

Now, an Unparalleled Demon King was willing to lead them, to drive the Human Race out of the Netherworld Mountain Range. And most importantly, he was offering a treasure trove of rewards.

And then there was...

The Nascent Soul Formation Opportunity!

Faced with these temptations, the resolve of many Demon Kings began to crumble.

Finally, Xu Chang’an played his trump card!

This war of expulsion was a one-time deal!

They didn’t have to fight the entire Human Race—they only needed to kill and drive out the humans who were currently in the Netherworld Mountain Range, outside the Cyan Yang Secret Realm!

That single sentence was the last straw, tipping the scales for many of the Demon Kings.

And so, when Xu Chang’an issued his call to arms, the Demon Kings answered!

Led by one Demon King after another, vast numbers of the Demon Race assembled at various points throughout the Netherworld Mountain Range.

The mobilization of the Demon Race was no small affair!

Ordinarily, such a large-scale movement would have long ago drawn the attention and alarm of the Human Race’s major Sects.

But now...

Many Core Formation Ancestors and Nascent Soul True Monarchs from the major Human Race Sects had entered the Cyan Yang Secret Realm. The True Men and True Monarchs left behind to guard the Sects were almost all in seclusion.

The Cyan Yang Secret Realm was located within the Netherworld Mountain Range. With so many Great Cultivators gathered there for the grand event, the attention the various Sects paid to the demons of the mountains naturally dwindled.

Of course, no matter how lax their vigilance became, if the Demon Race were to invade Human Race Territory, they would surely be exposed.

However...

The goal of this Demon Race army wasn’t to invade the Human Race, but to drive out the Human Race Cultivators from within the Netherworld Mountain Range.

Since it was all happening within the Netherworld Mountain Range, and with the Demon Kings deliberately concealing their movements, the great assembly of demons went completely unnoticed!

The combination of these factors led to today’s events, catching the Human Race Cultivators standing guard completely by surprise!

’Run! I have to run!’

The shock and his probing of the situation, though they felt like an eternity, had all happened in the span of a single moment.

In that single instant, seeing his companion fall, the Mid-stage Core Formation Zhenren made his decision.

With an Unparalleled Demon King present, there was no way he could possibly stand against this demon army.

Right now, all the True Monarchs and numerous Core Formation Zhenren were inside the Cyan Yang Secret Realm.

’Information can’t be sent in or out of the Secret Realm, and there are still two months until the expedition ends. I’ll be dead and gone ten times over by then.’

’So, there’s only one option: run!’

’If I can just get out and spread the word, the Sect will definitely send cultivators to help!’

SWOOSH!

The Mid-stage Core Formation Cultivator slapped on a Tier Three Talisman and summoned his Magical Treasure, preparing to flee.

He reacted quickly!

But Xu Chang’an reacted even faster!

HUMMM!

A purple radiance flared! ℯ

Thunderbolts crackled!

"I..."

He gazed up at the sharp, massive claw descending upon him, inescapable as a collapsing mountain.

The human Zhenren’s face was a mask of despair.

’This is no ordinary Unparalleled Demon King! This kind of power...’.

SHLICK!

The Mid-stage Core Formation Zhenren fell dead on the spot!

Not even a trace of flesh and blood remained!

Xu Chang’an watched impassively as the two Human Race Zhenren were killed in an instant.

Even back when he was only at Late-stage Core Formation, he could already fight and defeat those a Great Realm above him, in the Nascent Soul Realm.

Now that he had successfully entered the Nascent Soul Realm, that gap had been eliminated. His combat strength was even more terrifying than that of a typical Mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

Furthermore, because his power was rooted in his physical form, his attacks were far more ferocious.

How could a mere Mid-stage Core Formation cultivator possibly withstand such overwhelming offensive might, especially when combined with his Purple Pattern Acceleration?

After collecting the two Human Race Zhenren’s Storage Bags and Magical Treasures, Xu Chang’an turned his murderous intent toward the other Core Formation Zhenren.

’Today, not a single Zhenren here will be left alive!’

...

Outside the Cyan Yang Secret Realm, the crowd of cultivators was completely dumbfounded.

A Secret Realm that opened only once every four hundred and eighty years was a grand event no matter how you looked at it. They had only come to watch the festivities outside the Cyan Yang Secret Realm.

But now...

The colossal figure blotting out the sun, the procession of terrifyingly powerful Demon Kings, the sky swarming with the flying Demon Race...

"Demons! It’s demons! So many of them!"

A cultivator screamed.

He had never witnessed such a scene!

BOOM!

The earth trembled!

It was the thunderous resonance of a demonic horde trampling the earth.

"Run! Quick, run!"

A Human Race Cultivator shouted, finally snapping out of his stupor.

PSHHHT!

A volley of light beams streaked across the sky, raining down upon the cultivators on the ground like a sweeping barrage.

It was an attack unleashed by a veteran Demon King!

"Oh no! It’s a Demon King!"

"Argh, damn it!"

The cultivators scrambled to defend themselves, each using their own techniques.

Although it was a Demon King’s attack, its power was spread over too wide an area, so the force of any single strike wasn’t exceptionally strong.

Some of the more resourceful Foundation Establishment Cultivators were able to block it, but only by giving it their all.

"Haha, I blocked it! I actually blocked it!"

A Mid-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator roared with laughter.

But in that same instant, a poisonous hook shot up from the ground and pierced through his chest.

"No!"

...

"ROOOOAR—"

"BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!"

The roars of the demon horde filled the sky, like a peal of thunder.

"Kill! Kill the humans!"

A top-tier Great Demon, its body a staggering fifty to sixty zhang tall, stared with blood-red eyes at the frantically fleeing Human Race Cultivators.

It felt an exhilaration it had never known, a joy unlike any other moment.

The Human Race was powerful. For the hundreds of years of its cultivation, it had lived in their shadow.

The Demon Race was forced to do nothing more than eke out a miserable existence!

"Oh no, it’s the Mo Yan Bear Demon!"

"A top-tier Great Demon! Run! Run for your lives!"

Many of the Human Race Cultivators had already lost the will to fight.

They had only one thought: escape. Get away from here, as fast as possible!

A Late-stage Foundation Establishment Human Race Cultivator had just slain a Foundation Establishment Great Demon that blocked his path. But just as he turned to flee, a single slap shattered his skull.

The culprit was a veteran Demon King at Mid-stage Core Formation.

The Demon King, Poisonous Horned Immortal!

"Hahaha, a Late-stage Foundation Establishment! Kill, kill, keep on killing! The Purple Lightning Demon Emperor will reward me for this!"

BOOM!

A massive ancient tree toppled over as the ground beneath it collapsed.

A giant foot slammed down, and the Blood Jade Demon Elephant Demon King, an Early-stage Core Formation powerhouse, appeared on the battlefield.

"The Demon Emperor’s reward is mine!"

The Elephant Demon’s trunk, a hundred zhang long, whipped forward like a massive lash. It glowed with a bloody light and crackled with the force of a thunderbolt.

"It’s a Demon King! Aaargh—"

A Mid-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator was killed instantly!

"We’re finished!"

An Early-stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator watched the demonic banquet unfold before him, his face a mask of utter despair.