Chapter 922 - 693: Fire Chi Dharma Aspect
If in truth the matter proves impossible, he can simply withdraw and flee far away, without the slightest psychological burden.
Though the Demon Beast battlefield is perilous, with his true combat strength at the Divine Power Realm, protecting himself is more than easy.
He had long since investigated the Bright Flame Sect’s pioneering war in detail.
This was not an action undertaken by the Bright Flame Sect alone.
Rather, it was part of the unified deployment of all Sects of Qin Country along the border of the Southern Wilderness.
According to past precedent.
The commanding figure of the Bright Flame Sect is very likely to be a Nascent Soul True Monarch.
In that case, the chief commander of the Demon Beasts on the opposing side must be a Transformed Great Demon.
Shen Xuan had no wish to be dragged down by the Liu Family of Dongming Mountain.
The purpose of this trip was to temper his Fire Technique Dao Foundation, seize the opportunity to slay Tier Three Demon Kings, accumulate merits, and in the end "as a matter of course" condense an Upper Grade Golden Core within the Bright Flame Sect.
As for the Liu Family of Dongming Mountain?
It was nothing more than a stepping stone.
Just like the Yang Family of Siming Mountain five years ago.
...
Deep within the Southern Wilderness, in a spacious mountain valley.
Streaks of Escape Light of various colors tore through the sky, streaking in at high speed, and one after another plunged down into the valley.
As the Escape Light dispersed, figures with overwhelming auras and Demon Qi soaring to the heavens emerged.
Each of them found a place, sat cross-legged in stillness.
The instant they settled, boundless Demon Qi surged out from their bodies, shooting straight into the clouds, shrouding their forms in a hazy blur.
Within the Demon Qi, vague phantoms of all manner of savage Fierce Beasts of the primordial wilderness took shape.
Tigers roaring at the sky, great rocs spreading their wings, long flood dragons coiling and slithering, giant apes pounding their chests and howling, as well as ferocious black eagles, lithe leopards, bloodthirsty wolves...
These dozens of figures were actually all Transformed Great Demons!
Violent, ruthless, ancient barbaric aura intertwined and spread, pressing the air within the valley until it was nearly solid.
Suddenly, an even deeper, more terrifying pressure descended.
At the center of the gathered demons, a colossal phantom quickly condensed into solidity.
It was a giant tiger bearing a pair of pitch-black wings on its back, its size far exceeding that of an ordinary mountain lord.
On its brow grew a pair of curved, hideous ox horns, and the fur over its entire body was not soft, but every strand stood on end, hard as steel needles, hedgehog-like, glinting with a cold metallic luster.
Most terrifying of all were those dark-golden vertical pupils, icy and cruel, as if harboring a frenzied will to annihilate all things.
This was the Charm-Winged Tiger Emperor, a Great Demon of the Southern Wilderness.
Within its body flowed a trace of the violent bloodline of the ancient Fierce Beast Qiongqi.
"We greet Brother Hu Huang!"
The assembled demons rose as one, bowing respectfully, their voices echoing through the valley.
"Mm."
The Charm-Winged Tiger Emperor nodded slightly.
It did not open its mouth; instead, a strange sound like grinding metal, yet also like rolling thunder crushing the Divine Soul, exploded directly within the sea of consciousness of every Great Demon present.
"The once-in-ten-years great war—are you all prepared?"
Within the voice, there was a trace of undisguised bloodlust and anticipation.
The mere vibration of its sound waves made the earth for a hundred miles around faintly tremble.
Countless lesser Demon Beasts hidden in rock crevices and underground fainted directly, not even having time to scream.
"Reporting to Brother Hu Huang, the sons under our command are all ready!"
A Peng Demon sitting at the very front was the first to speak, its voice sharp.
"Very good."
The dark-golden pupils of the Charm-Winged Tiger Emperor slowly swept across every Great Demon present; wherever its gaze passed, the air itself seemed to chill.
"This war with the Human Race of Qin is unlike those of the past."
It paused, each word heavy as a thousand catties.
"The Demon Emperor has decreed: no need to hold back—attack with full force."
At these words, the entire place fell silent.
After a long while.
A flood dragon demon whose whole body was covered in azure cold scales raised its hideous head and asked, "Dare I ask Brother Hu Huang: should we encounter a Human Race Golden Core True Master, are we still to follow the old rule—show lenience, gravely wound and drive them back?"
"No!"
The Charm-Winged Tiger Emperor’s voice turned cold in an instant, firm as iron.
"The Demon Emperor’s order is clear: in this battle, let alone Golden Core True Masters—even Nascent Soul True Monarchs are to be slain without mercy!"
"You may act without restraint. Whoever establishes merit, the Demon Emperor will personally make a move to help them pass their next Celestial Punishment!"
At these words, Demon Qi in the valley roared and boiled!
"Brother Hu Huang!"
The Peng Demon from before sprang to its feet, lightning flickering faintly about its body; a vertical slit on its brow opened, revealing a cold third eye.
This was none other than the Three-Eyed Thunder Roc famed for its ferocity and speed.
Its voice rang with fervor: "Please convey to the Demon Emperor that I, the Three-Eyed Thunder Roc, am willing to serve as vanguard! I swear to cut down Nascent Soul cultivators of the Human Race and exalt the prestige of our Demon Race!"