novelraw Chapter 1187 - 247: Demons in Chaos, the Demon Ancestor Becomes Tang Seng’s Meat
Chapter 1187 - 247: Demons in Chaos, the Demon Ancestor Becomes Tang Seng’s Meat
Di Shen climbed onto the towering ancient tree, and the demon beasts gradually fell silent.
He leaned against the tree branch, slowly regulating his breath, attempting to restore the Primordial Power within his body as quickly as possible.
Perhaps due to extreme fatigue, he closed his eyes and loosened his grip on the Nine Dragon Chant, stained with blood.
The night grew even darker, like ink that couldn’t be cleansed away.
A branch of the ancient tree suddenly moved, wrapping around the male sword Nine Dragon Chant and pulling it away.
A mass of dense branches and leaves shielded Di Shen, entwining his limbs and waist in layers. Within moments, Di Shen’s figure was completely obscured.
The demon energy of the ancient tree soared, and the place where Di Shen had rested transformed into a large tree cocoon.
In deep sleep, Di Shen was oblivious to the changes happening outside.
"Heh heh, the blood and flesh of the Demon Ancestor are truly delicious."
A sinister laugh echoed in the darkness.
The tree branches developed thorn-like spikes, which suddenly tightened, causing a large amount of blood to spurt from Di Shen’s body.
"Huh?"
An exclamation rang out; from within the tree cocoon, what had been a bloody corpse suddenly turned into the body of a mastiff leopard.
Shing—
Like a bright rainbow shooting through the sky, the male sword Nine Dragon Chant emitted a fierce roar.
A Sword Qi descended rapidly from the sky, and with unmatched speed, slashed towards the ancient tree.
In an instant, the branches and leaves of the ancient locust tree were harshly cut away.
The male sword Nine Dragon Chant broke through its constraints like a gust of wind, soaring into the air, as a figure ghostly landed upon it.
Standing atop Nine Dragon Chant was none other than the earlier ambushed Di Shen, more enchanting than the moon.
"When did you discover the flaw?"
The ancient tree realized that the prize had slipped away and, filled with rage, abandoned its disguise, letting out a roar like thunder.
The ancient tree transformed, revealing its true form: a demonic flood dragon shrouded in demon energy.
This demon flood dragon had profound cultivation, covered in black scales, with a pair of eerie green eyes like lanterns, its claws extending fiercely. However, oddly, half of its body was deeply rooted in the earth, a half-dragon half-tree Tree Demon.
Di Shen let out a cold snort.
Due to the transmission of Primordial Power across space, his power had greatly diminished.
This decline, he had anticipated long ago.
Di Shen was always prudent, so after repairing the Divine Power Seal, he made plans for contingencies.
He rapidly divided his Primordial Spirit, using it to lure demon beasts on his journey, while his physical form hid elsewhere, striving to restore Primordial Power.
As the Primordial Spirit approached the Demon Tree, he sensed the persistent demon energy, indicating the presence of a Great Demon.
Thus, he set a trap, swapping out the demon leopard’s corpse, and waiting for the Tree Demon to attack before striking.
"Number 493 on the Wanted Demon Beast List, Qing Bai Demon, its true form is a three-hundred-year-old Qing Bai. It has long plagued Kai County, often appearing as a tree to enchant unsuspecting travelers and Demon Hunters, devouring them when they let their guard down. I have come for you this time."
Di Shen calmly revealed the Tree Demon’s background.
After Ye Lingyue’s unexpected incident, Di Shen and Bo Qing had made a one-month pact, compelling him to quickly become a formal Demon Hunter.
He had Wuyue gather the Wanted Demon Beast List, but unfortunately, most of the beasts lived far from Wuling City. The Qing Bai Demon, ranked within the top five hundred, was Di Shen’s only choice.
Meeting Qing Bai Demon, Di Shen realized its cultivation was far more advanced than expected, explaining why previous attempts to hunt it had failed.
Pursued by other demon beasts, Di Shen suspected deeper plots.
It now seemed all due to the Qing Bai Demon.
"Heh heh, a creature indeed possessing the Demon Ancestor’s blood and flesh. Yet, even if discovered, tonight you won’t survive, and that blood and flesh will be mine."
Despite being unmasked, the Qing Bai Demon remained unperturbed, its laughter growing increasingly mad.
Di Shen’s gaze turned sharply dangerous.
This demon knew he possessed the Demon Ancestor’s blood and flesh, implying... Before Di Shen could ponder, the Qing Bai Demon had already moved.
The tree branches severed by Nine Dragon Chant suddenly reattached themselves, lengthening continuously, while countless vines lashed at Di Shen like a storm.
Swish swish, accompanied by the furious growth of vines, the tree leaves transformed into countless Poison Leaf Darts.
The Poison Leaf Darts, with instant death upon contact, fell like rain, offering no refuge.
"Emperor’s Nine Heavens, Sword Control Style."
The Nine Dragon Chant in Di Shen’s hand chimed, exuding an immensely sharp Sword Qi.
Upon consolidation, the Sword Qi split into ten, shining brightly like devoted warriors guarding Di Shen.
The sound of metal clashing with stone echoed; the Sword Qi billowed, blocking layer upon layer of darts before they could approach, dropping them to the ground.
"Demon, prepare for death."
Di Shen’s face was cold, wielding the sword, eyes cold as stars, fixed on the Qing Bai Demon.
Man and Sword as One pierced the dense night, fiercely striking at Qing Bai Demon’s roots.
Seeing Di Shen’s swordsmanship, the Qing Bai Flood Dragon hatched another plan.
The ground trembled as the Qing Bai Demon uprooted itself.
Tree Demons mostly root in the ground, immobile, only upon reaching five hundred years of cultivation can they transform into half humanoid, half tree, freeing themselves.
Yet the Qing Bai Demon, having cultivated for just over three hundred years, could already transform, its form resembling a flood dragon.
Its bark adorned with scales, its body faintly showing three claws, truly akin to a real flood dragon.
Finding its strength insufficient against Di Shen, the Qing Bai Demon issued orders.
From all directions, numerous demon beasts charged forth, attempting to surround Di Shen with brute force.
Flying or running, in moments they surrounded Di Shen in layers.
With sheer numbers, defeating these beasts alone was exhausting enough, let alone with Di Shen’s Primordial Power not fully restored.
The situation was extremely disadvantageous for Di Shen.
"Thinking numbers can overwhelm?"
Di Shen grinned, a touch of demonic allure showing on his handsome face.
Suddenly, Di Shen cut his wrist with a sword, and bright red blood spilled onto the ground.
"Kid, are you admitting defeat, intending to end yourself?"
The Qing Bai Demon laughed aloud.
But immediately, the Qing Bai Demon sensed something amiss.
The fragrance of blood spread swiftly, entering the nostrils of every demon beast.
Di Shen’s blood, being the Demon Ancestor’s blood, was akin to Tang Seng’s Meat for all demon beasts. Just a taste would captivate them like opium.