novelraw Chapter 133 : Let's Fuse!
Chapter 133 : Let's Fuse!
The moment this question was asked, the great Demon Kings already had an answer in their hearts. The pressure from a stronger bloodline couldn't be faked.
The former Young Master wasn't dead?
The former Demon Emperor had left behind such an heir!?
No wonder they hadn't recognized him earlier. After all, it had long been rumored that the Young Master was dead... Moreover, over a decade had passed, and this Young Master's appearance had changed greatly...
The great Demon Kings looked at each other, momentarily at a loss, unsure whether they should continue to obey orders and attack.
Choosing sides between the new and old masters was always a difficult issue for demons.
In their hearts, they naturally leaned more towards the old Demon Emperor's lineage. After all, the divine beast bloodline was there, undoubtedly the highest authority in the demon realm.
But this Young Master now had only Nascent Soul stage strength, making it difficult to command respect.
The current Demon Emperor was already at the Unity stage, and even had a great chance of breaking through to the Great Perfection stage, reaching the highest realm of the former Demon Emperor, leading the demon realm back to its peak.
Siding with the Young Master was too risky for them. If they failed, they would be seen as traitors by the current Demon Emperor and their entire clans would be executed.
But...
The Demon Kings were clearly hesitating.
Since they couldn't take sides, they might as well slack off!
—Let the two sides fight to mutual destruction.
Whoever won, they would follow.
The Demon Kings began to slack off.
Chu Sang's sword hadn't even touched them yet when the weakest Turtle King fell backwards, "Ah—so strong!"
"......"
The Demon Emperor cursed these fence-sitters under his breath, "A bunch of useless trash!"
He forcibly suppressed the rampaging demonic power within his body. An intense silver light burst forth around him, revealing a half-virtual, half-real nine-tailed demon fox, about ten zhang tall, occupying nearly half the forbidden area. Debris fell from the top, and each step he took seemed to shake the earth.
Chu Sang extended her hand to create a defensive barrier, encompassing everyone within.
"Be careful!"
A huge fox tail, like a giant silver sword, stabbed towards them. Big Senior Sister summoned dozens of flying swords to clash with it. Invisible spiritual energy swept across the entire forbidden area. The air seemed to freeze for a moment, slowing the fox tail's attack and giving them time to escape.
In the next breath, several fox tails attacked simultaneously. The ground beneath their feet shattered and collapsed completely.
Even though the Demon Emperor's power had been reduced to the Nascent Soul stage due to backlash and would be difficult to recover in a short time, he was still at the peak of Nascent Soul. It was more than enough to deal with a few mere human cultivators!
"...What a powerful Dharmakaya."
Chu Sang wiped away nonexistent cold sweat. To be honest, this was her first time facing such powerful pressure. She increasingly felt her own lack of strength, and the desire to increase her power became extremely urgent.
"The Dharmakaya can only be comprehended at the Unity stage, but this balding fox has been reduced to Nascent Soul. Senior brothers and sisters, let's hang back and drag it out until he's exhausted."
"I'm afraid we'll be hammered to death before we can drag him to death." Tantai Ming's words were a bit negative, but his fighting spirit wasn't weak at all.
His long sword broke through the air, sword intent intertwining, like a golden wheel shining like the sun.
Although his attacks were little more than an itch to the Demon Emperor, they became annoying when repeated often enough.
The youth was now merely at the Golden Core stage, yet he could nimbly dodge attacks from a Nascent Soul stage cultivator, something even most Nascent Soul cultivators couldn't do.
Adhering to the principle of constantly harassing the opponent as long as he wasn't killed, Tantai Ming's sword intent came one after another. His previously somewhat unfamiliar sword intent materialization became increasingly smooth, even forcing the old Demon Emperor to divert some attention to specifically deal with this jumping cockroach of a youth.
Tantai Ming's innate spirit body could be described in one sentence regarding his cultivation path—
Getting beaten makes me stronger! Come hit me if you're my brother!!
The Weeping Blood Sword Spirit also excitedly manifested to help. If it could kill a Demon Emperor and absorb all his blood, it would be a great tonic for it!!
One extremely righteous, one extremely evil, but strangely enough, this human and sword, master and servant, unexpectedly complemented each other well, becoming more courageous as they fought.
A hundred sword intents merged into one, transforming into a fiery red qilin, biting off one of the Dharmakaya's fox tails.
The Demon Emperor also suffered a backlash, staggering back two steps.
"Seeking death!"
The Demon Emperor was furious and slammed a palm heavily towards him.
Tantai Ming turned and ran, but was still struck by the terrifyingly powerful aftershock, coughing up a mouthful of blood.
"Don't be afraid, Little Junior Brother, I'm here."
Changsheng swooped over in a flash. A gentle green spiritual power appeared in her palm as she quickly healed the blood-spitting little junior brother.
Over there, Big Senior Sister was also injured, with a broken arm.
She flashed over again, reattaching the arm for Wuwo.
Throughout the battle, wherever someone was injured, she would rush over, jumping up and down, moving left and right, fully healing everyone.
With three warriors, assassins, and archers, empowered by Fifth Junior Sister's cheat-like mobile spring, they could keep fighting in rotation as long as they didn't die.
Even if they died, Fifth Junior Sister could snatch them back from King Yama's hands in an instant.
After fighting for half a day, everyone was still at full health, and their experience bars had grown significantly.
Over time, the Demon Emperor also realized something wasn't right. How could these little human cultivators be so difficult to deal with??
Feeling the rapid loss of demonic power within his body, the Demon Emperor also began to lose his composure. He directly lashed out with two tails to attack the weakest, Chu Sang, intending to grab a hostage for leverage.
Chu Sang threw out the black sword in response, cutting off one of his tails. She quickly pasted a speed talisman on herself, her footwork technique activating. Even if the Jade Emperor himself came, he couldn't catch up with her!
At the same time, she grasped the Mystic Spirit Sword. Hundreds of silver-white sword intents fell like frost and snow, transforming into steep ice blades, temporarily confusing the Demon Emperor's vision.
She then pulled out a black banner and smiled, "Let me show you something fun!"
Fortunately, her cultivation had improved, and using the ghost banner once no longer required her to go through the process of coughing up blood.
In an instant, endless black ghost energy pervaded the entire area. The world instantly darkened, as if eternal night had fallen. A hundred ghosts roamed, and the surroundings were invaded by increasingly thick black mist. No aura could be sensed, as if swallowed by this black mist.
The Nascent Soul stage ghost corpse could freely traverse the black mist, suddenly bursting out to strike the Demon Emperor.
He was furious and unleashed a wave of demonic power.
Just as it was about to hit the ghost corpse, its body dispersed into a wisp of black mist, reforming behind the Demon Emperor for another unexpected sneak attack.
The main focus was on messing with his mind.
The Demon Emperor couldn't help but curse. What kind of disgusting thing was this?
Weren't these human cultivators supposed to be upright righteous cultivators? How could they contract such a disgusting thing??
"You really think I can't deal with you? Soul-Destroying Chains!"
Dozens of chains pierced into the mist in all directions, coiling around like sentient venomous snakes, trapping the ghost corpse within, intending to annihilate it in one go.
"Old thing, I'm your opponent." After dealing with the Demon Kings on the other side, Mu Changqing transformed into a black dragon and flew into the void, spitting out a fireball to scatter the chains.
The ghost corpse also took the opportunity to escape, once again merging into the black mist, its aura disappearing.
The ghost corpse was merely a concentration of ghost and resentment energy. This endless black mist was its true form.
Two Nascent Soul stage cultivators joining forces to fight one Nascent Soul stage cultivator, the result was predictable.
The Demon Emperor, already at the end of his rope, had no time to replenish his depleted demonic power.
He transformed into his true form and let out an angry roar that was deafening.
A dazzling golden light appeared on his body—was that a pair of huge dragon horns?!
The Demon Emperor actually borrowed power from the dragon horns, causing his strength to suddenly increase several times, with signs of returning to the Unity stage.
When Mu Changqing saw those dragon horns, the hatred in his eyes intensified.
"Just a young dragon, you're still too green to fight me." The Demon Emperor laughed wildly, his eyes full of madness. "Familiar? I dug these dragon horns out of your father emperor's body with my own hands. It's a pity you didn't see it. That look in his eyes before he died......"
For many years, it was by relying on the power in these dragon horns that he had cultivated to the peak of the Unity stage and could even break through to the Great Perfection stage in one go.
But unfortunately, the power in the dragon horns was almost exhausted. If he could obtain the full bloodline of this young dragon before him, he could reconstruct his physical body and meridians, allowing his Nine-Tailed clan to ascend to the position of divine beasts!
Mu Changqing attacked fiercely like a madman, but with the enhancement of the dragon horns, the Demon Emperor's strength greatly increased. No one present could break through his demonic power barrier.
The Demon Emperor looked at the black dragon circling in the sky and sneered, "If you had even half your old man's strength, it would be enough to make me fear you greatly. But unfortunately, you're now merely at the Nascent Soul stage, just an immature young dragon... Since you've walked into the trap yourself, this emperor will grant your wish!"
With one strike, he sent Mu Changqing flying to the ground.
The black dragon crashed into a stone wall, coughing up blood and transforming back into human form. He staggered to his feet, the hatred in his eyes making him seem possessed by an evil spirit. "Today, even if I have to self-destruct my primordial spirit, I'll drag you down to hell with me!"
"Hey hey, don't talk nonsense. If you self-destruct your primordial spirit, we'll all have to die with you."
Chu Sang, quick-eyed and quick-handed, shot an arrow to neutralize another of the Demon Emperor's attacks. She then fired three more arrows at the balding old fox, whistling, "Old thing, fighting with us, you're still... Sorry to interrupt, you are indeed quite old, huh? So old your hair has all fallen out!"
"Tsk tsk, the balding old fox is really ugly."
"This is the first time I've seen a demon cultivate the Buddhist path. It's really like cutting your ass with a small knife—eye-opening."
"Damn humans, seeking death!"
The Demon Emperor was furious. His hatred shifted over in an instant. He vowed to kill these lowly human cultivators as well!
The dragon clan is the supreme divine beast of the continent, but they aren't born incredibly powerful. On the contrary, during their youth, they are very weak, to the extent that even ordinary demon beasts can kill them.
This is also the reason why such a powerful dragon clan isn't prosperous in population, but instead only left Mu Changqing's lineage... No, more accurately, now only left him as the sole survivor in the world.
To grow into a truly powerful true dragon, every dragon must go through four major stages.
They are—
Flood dragon, young dragon, horned dragon, and winged dragon.
A flood dragon doesn't even count as a true dragon. Mu Changqing was initially injured and fell to become a flood dragon. Later, after obtaining the demon bone inheritance, he finally restored his dragon form.
But his injuries in his youth had stalled his strength for too long. Even now, in the concept of the dragon clan, he was merely a young dragon, not even counting as a horned dragon.
Only the legendary winged dragons are the truly powerful overlords of legend.
He was still far from that.
Mu Changqing was rash, but not stupid. He knew that killing the Demon Emperor on this trip wasn't realistic, so his purpose all along wasn't to kill the emperor and seize the throne, but to take back his father emperor's relics.
Among them, the most important were those dragon horns.
"Fifth Junior Sister, you go help Third Senior Brother heal first. I'll hold off the Demon Emperor."
Chu Sang then turned to look at Mu Changqing, unusually serious. "You're planning to take those dragon horns, right?"
He nodded weakly, seeing her intention, and frowned, "You're no match for the Demon Emperor."
The girl smiled gently at him, "That remains to be seen... Third Senior Brother, if you're really worried, why don't you lend me your dragon fire?"
Mu Changqing's eyes widened slightly, "What do you want to do?"
Mu Changqing was undoubtedly a fire-attribute divine beast. The most precious thing to this lineage of dragons was their dragon fire. This was a fire seed they had nurtured with demonic power and bloodline since birth, and they would absolutely never lend it to outsiders.
Moreover, he had a feeling that if he lent the fire seed to his dear Little Junior Sister, it would truly be a case of lending without return.
Seeing that Big Senior Sister and Seventh Senior Brother in front could hardly hold on anymore, she said, "If we miss this chance, Third Senior Brother, you won't be able to get back your father emperor's dragon horns."
Mu Changqing didn't say much. He drew out a golden core from his chest, which was wrapped in a crimson-gold flame. Chu Sang simultaneously summoned her own strange fire, enveloping the golden core within.
Mu Changqing was shocked. Did she want to forcibly fuse the two flames into one?
Anyone else wouldn't have come up with such an outrageous method, but it was fortunate that she was the world's only true heaven-grade fire spirit root, allowing her to recklessly push forward, turning this outrageous idea into reality.
As spiritual energy was fully infused, the girl's face turned somewhat pale, but it was still within a tolerable range.
The two flames on the golden core wrapped around each other, gradually merging into one.
Bursting forth with an even more powerful fire source, it was a brand new dragon breath strange fire.
She collected it in her palm.
The now dimmed golden core transformed into a palm-sized black dragon and burrowed back into Mu Changqing's body.
"Big Senior Sister, Seventh Senior Brother, step back. It's my turn!"
Seeing this mere Golden Core stage human girl daring to step forward and seek death, the Demon Emperor sneered coldly. His thick demonic power surged forward like a collapsing mountain and raging sea, striking her to the ground. As the dust settled, there was no trace of the girl.
The Demon Emperor felt a great sense of unease, and in that instant, an overwhelming and terrifying pressure broke through his demonic energy defense, falling entirely on him. He coughed up a large mouthful of blood.
The girl approached with her sword. The panicked Demon Emperor had no time to wonder how a small Golden Core cultivator could push him to such a state. He hurriedly condensed another demonic energy barrier for defense.
But the next second, what he thought was a human cultivator condensed an incredibly terrifying and dense demonic energy in her hand.
That's right, it was demonic energy.
And... it was peak Nascent Soul stage demonic energy?!
One strike pierced through all of the Demon Emperor's defenses, stabbing into his chest. Chu Sang's other hand swiftly snatched away the dragon horns, which turned into a streak of light and flew into her storage ring.
Originally, this strike could have sent the Demon Emperor to see his ancestors in the underworld, but he threw out something else, taking the fatal blow and only ending up severely injured as he fled in haste. Chu Sang didn't see clearly what it was. Her vision suddenly went black. Oh no, she was about to faint again.
Her entire body lost strength and fell from mid-air. The black dragon spiraled upwards, catching her on its back. The others were also on its back. "Let's go."
"Wait wait wait." Although Chu Sang had fainted, her spirit lived on eternally. Tantai Ming rummaged through Little Junior Sister's storage ring and pulled out several hundred explosive talismans, scattering them like flower petals.
Boom boom boom.
After successfully bombing the demon palace, they bombed the imperial palace once more.
The group then fled swiftly.