novelraw Chapter 648 - 550: Is He a Divine Rod? (First Update)
Chapter 648 - 550: Is He a Divine Rod? (First Update)
"I'm not doing it anymore!"
Hearing the discussion behind her, Wu Yue blushed. She forcefully shook off Yang Tian's hand and stuffed the safety rubber cover and mosquito coil into Yang Tian's hands.
"Not doing it anymore?"
Yang Tian was taken aback.
Just when he was about to get involved with Wu Yue, one of the four beautiful CEOs of East Sea, Wu Yue suddenly said she wasn't doing it anymore?
"Not doing it anymore. If you want to do it, do it yourself!"
Wu Yue said in a low voice before walking away.
Yang Tian glanced at the safety rubber cover and mosquito coil in his hands, shrugged his shoulders, and decided not to pursue it. He now focused on returning to cultivate and preparing for the upcoming Corpse Demon.
Night fell.
Yang Tian sat in the woods, cultivating.
At this moment, a rumbling sound came from afar.
Yang Tian opened his eyes and sped towards the sound, quickly seeing the entire zoo in turmoil. One by one, animals broke out of their cages and scattered in all directions, quickly turning the area around Animal Kingdom into chaos.
Residents were being continuously driven out by the animals.
However, these animals did not attack the residents, instead just herding them towards the center of the zoo.
"Master Yang, what is happening..."
The middle-aged director, who had rushed over upon hearing the news, looked anxiously at Yang Tian.
Yang Tian used his Divine Sense to probe around.
He could see the animals driving the residents out of the nearby residential area, but without attacking them, as if driven by some energy, just herding these humans to the center of the zoo.
"Disciple, I sense Demon Breath!"
The three women, Wu Zetian, Wu Yue, and Ling Ying, also hurried over.
"These animals must be driven by the Corpse Demon." Yang Tian paused and looked at the middle-aged director: "Call and ask if the ten corpses in the morgue are intact!"
"I'll call to check right now!"
Just as the middle-aged director took out his phone, intending to make a call.
The phone rang at that moment.
An urgent voice came through from the phone: "Director, the ten corpses in the morgue have all melted and turned into a shadow, and this shadow is moving very fast. We can't capture it!"
"A shadow?"
Confusion flickered in Yang Tian's eyes.
"Officer, save us!"
The surrounding residents, driven over, were filled with terror, glancing around and crying out urgently upon seeing the middle-aged director and a few other officers.
"Everyone, please rest assured, we will protect you!"
The middle-aged director tried to reassure the crowd.
Suddenly, a tiger's roar echoed, deafening everyone. Looking around, they saw numerous beasts baring their fangs and claws, making their hearts cold with fear.
"What's going on?"
"Why have the zoo animals all escaped?"
"Are we going to die here?"
The crowd was pale and trembling.
"Everyone, please calm down." Yang Tian raised his voice: "These beasts gathering us here is likely due to some kind of ritual, but for now, they will not attack."
"Ritual? What kind of ritual?"
Hearing this, the crowd grew even more terrified.
"Please don't worry, as long as Master Yang is here, we will be safe!" The middle-aged director had witnessed Yang Tian's abilities before, knowing him to be a Mage capable of subduing the ten corpses with just a few sword moves, thus he had complete trust in Yang Tian.
"Master Yang?"
The crowd couldn't help but look towards Yang Tian.
"Is he a Divine Rod?"
"Is he a Mage?"
"Can he disperse all the animals?"
Various questions erupted from the crowd.
Yang Tian ignored them, using his Divine Sense to investigate the surroundings. Soon, he sensed a powerful dark Demon Breath surging towards them: "It's here, the Corpse Demon is here."
"Yang Tian, is it the Corpse Demon or the Demon Ministers approaching?"
Wu Yue asked.
"Corpse Demon Ministers!"
Yang Tian replied gravely.
"Demon Ministers?"
Wu Zetian, Wu Yue, and Ling Ying's expressions changed.
If it was the Corpse Demon Ministers coming, then this was going to be troublesome.
Even Yang Tian might not be a match for the Corpse Demon Ministers.
Within the Corpse Demon clan, Demon Ministers are probably dozens of times stronger than ordinary Corpse Demons. Yang Tian could annihilate Corpse Demons with a single strike, but against Demon Ministers, he would find it difficult to resist.
"Master Yang, what are you talking about?"
The middle-aged director was extremely puzzled by the conversation of Yang Tian and the others.
He was just an ordinary human, unable to sense the presence of Demon Breath.
And unable to feel the arrival of the Demon Ministers.
"Director, follow my orders shortly." Yang Tian said calmly, but quickly noticed that the Corpse Demon Ministers were not rushing to attack, instead, flying continuously around the crowd.
"It's forming an array!"
Wu Zetian suddenly exclaimed, ready to charge out.
But at this moment, Yang Tian stopped Wu Zetian, shaking his head: "We cannot attack it; it is not forming an array, but creating a Demon Artifact!"
"Creating a Demon Artifact?"
Wu Yue and Ling Ying were puzzled.
"It should be a Demon Sword or something like that."
Yang Tian uttered a sentence.
He extended his Divine Sense towards the sky, and right above the crowd, at the center of the rotating Demon Ministers, a blood-red Demon Sword appeared.
This Demon Sword was still in its embryonic form.
But every time the Demon Ministers rotated around the crowd, the Demon Sword would extend by half a foot.
In just a few minutes, the Demon Sword had formed a blade half a meter long.
"It truly is a Demon Sword, but what do the Demon Ministers intend to use it for?"
Wu Yue asked.
Yang Tian had a trace of doubt in his eyes as he shook his head, indicating he was also unsure.
But one thing was certain, this Demon Sword did not possess Mana yet.
If not mistaken, the next step for the Demon Ministers was likely to Enlighten the Demon Sword, granting it powerful Mana.
At that moment, a thunderous sound erupted.
A strike of Celestial Thunder descended from the sky.
This Thunder struck the Demon Sword, releasing a brilliant flash of lightning.
Everyone was scared half to death, but they couldn't see the emerging Demon Sword in the sky, which puzzled Yang Tian: "Could it be that only Cultivators can see this Demon Sword?"
"Kill!"
In the sky, the head of the Demon Ministers suddenly let out a low roar.
Then, in the entire zoo, all the animals became agitated.
"What's happening? Are they going to attack us?"
The crowd began to panic.
At this moment, Yang Tian noticed that in the sky, the Demon Sword in the Demon Ministers' hand was emitting twelve different beams of light. These lights gathered and transformed into twelve different zodiac animals. Suddenly, Yang Tian raised his voice: "You must be careful, there's a life-threatening danger ahead!"
"Life-threatening danger?"
Everyone was shocked.
These were all residents driven out from nearby neighborhoods, unable to see the Demon Ministers and the Demon Sword, naturally not understanding what Yang Tian was saying.
But Yang Tian noticed the Demon Sword in the sky was emitting twelve different beams of light.
He clearly understood that the Demon Ministers intended to use this Demon Sword for Enlightenment.
The twelve zodiac animals were likely the key to trigger the Demon Sword.
Thinking of this, Yang Tian told the crowd: "Those among you who are twelve, twenty-four, or thirty-six years old, lie down on the ground and don't breathe."
"What's the situation? Why should those who are twelve, twenty-four, or thirty-six lie on the ground?"
The crowd grew puzzled.
"Because twelve of you must die!"
Yang Tian replied coolly.
"What? People must die?"
Instantly, the crowd erupted.
"Mage, you said people must die, but who will die?"
"You said twelve people will die, how? Bitten to death by animals? Struck by lightning?"
"I think you're a fraud!"
The crowd shouted.
Even the middle-aged director stared at Yang Tian: "Master Yang, what's going on? Why must we have casualties?"
Yang Tian glanced up at the glowing Demon Sword in the sky.
He said, "It's best not to delay. Those who are twelve, twenty-four, or thirty-six, lie down on the ground for me! You won't be attacked by animals, but if you don't do as I say, twelve different zodiac animals among you will die!"
Upon hearing this, the crowd grew even more anxious.
"What nonsense are you spouting? If not animals attacking, who is it then? Furthermore, you dare claim twelve zodiac animals among us will die? And they have to be twelve, twenty-four, or thirty-six? You're talking nonsense!"
No one believed Yang Tian's words.
Even if they were to die, it would be by a beast's attack, right?
But Yang Tian claimed they wouldn't die by a beast's attack—wasn't that absurd?
Boom!
But at this moment, a roar sounded.
In the sky, the Demon Sword was forcefully pressed down by the Demon Ministers.
Then waves of Demon Aura shot out from the Demon Sword, blasting towards the crowd.
"Master, let's act!"
Yang Tian shouted.
He was the first to dash out, raising the Holy Sword in his hand, displaying the Swordsmanship of the Holy Sword, transforming into Sword Aura, and sweeping towards the crowd.
These Sword Auras swiftly intercepted the incoming Demon Aura.
Wu Zetian, Wu Yue, and Ling Ying also made their moves at this moment.
But despite the help from the four of them, three men and women in the crowd were still struck by Demon Aura, falling to the ground, writhing in agony, and dying soon after.
Meanwhile, Yang Tian could feel the Demon Aura absorbing the souls of the three men and women, then all being channeled into the Demon Sword.
"Oh my god, people really died!"
The surrounding men and women were in terror.
"My son..."
The relatives of the three deceased wailed in despair.
Yang Tian remained cold, having already warned the crowd.
The middle-aged director, who had remained silent from beginning to end, suddenly asked, "These three deceased, were they all twelve, twenty-four, or thirty-six years old?"
Upon hearing the director's words, the relatives of the three deceased were shocked.
"Yes, my son was twenty-four..."
"My daughter twelve..."
"My father was thirty-six..."
The relatives of the three deceased quickly responded.
"Then what Master Yang said is true!" The middle-aged director trembled, suddenly looking at Yang Tian with a ghostly expression: "Master Yang, you said twelve people would die, and now three have really died. Will nine more people die?"