Chapter 585 - 339: Cancer 3
But that didn’t mean he was out of options.
Although he didn’t dare to make a move against Huan, he could still target the other Demon Fiends.
Besides Huan, there were quite a few Zombie Gods among the other Demon Fiends in Earth Demon Cliff. Even if their Spirit Juice couldn’t compare to Huan’s, a large enough quantity would surely be useful.
Yang An immediately gave the order for all Demon Fiends to gather at the Stone Stele, without exception.
Huan didn’t stop him. He had correctly guessed Yang An’s hesitation—the kid really didn’t dare to move against him. But he also wanted to see what Yang An was truly planning.
Before long, a massive, dense swarm of Demon Fiends had assembled. The horde was so vast you couldn’t see its end. From above, they were a black, crushing mass that covered several nearby mountains.
’Is he going to make his move?’
Huan grew more and more expectant, unable to hide his smile. ’Perhaps I can take this opportunity to...’
Looking at the vast number of Demon Fiends before him, Yang An wasn’t about to waste even the weakest among them.
"Huan, you kill them."
"..."
"I won’t."
"No, you have to. I don’t have time to argue with you. This is an order! And a request!"
Yang An stared directly at Huan without a trace of fear. He didn’t intend to give Huan any openings to exploit. If it wasn’t absolutely necessary, he didn’t want to act personally when Huan could do the job.
If Huan refused, he would just leave. At worst, he would forsake Huan’s protection and let this bunch of creatures wait for destruction along with the world. It wasn’t as if he had no chance of escaping from Xuan You’s grasp.
Huan’s gaze was murderous, but in the end, he chose to agree.
"What a damn nuisance."
He spat out a curse, and the hand exposed from the Stone Stele suddenly clenched into a fist.
CRACK—CRACK—
A series of sharp cracks, like splintering glass, instantly spread outward, bypassing Yang An.
The numerous Demon Fiends had no time to react. Not even a scream escaped before everything on the ground within a radius of several thousand meters—including the rocks, trees, and grass—shattered in an instant.
Witnessing this, Yang An mentally gave Huan the nickname "The Pulverizer." The nature of this creature’s power couldn’t be more obvious; it was most likely some kind of spatial ability.
’To think such a powerful being could be sealed here by a sneak attack...’
He pushed further thoughts aside. As all the Demon Fiends were instantly crushed to death by Huan, the entirety of Earth Demon Cliff was immediately filled with the thick, nauseating stench of blood.
Yang An frowned slightly and extended his perception. Then, with a beckoning gesture, countless streams of a viscous, ink-black liquid converged toward him, coalescing in his hand to form a black sphere that visibly expanded.
By the time all the Demon Fiends’ Spirit Juice had been drawn over, the sphere had grown to a final diameter of nearly a meter.
The liquid black sphere in Yang An’s hand continuously compressed, shifting from a liquid to a solid state. It finally shrank to the size of a fist, emitting a faint aroma that was like smelly socks wrapped in a thick, milky fragrance.
This was so much Spirit Juice—the very essence of the entire Earth Demon Cliff. Moreover, it could be harvested again after the Demon Fiends revived, making it a truly inexhaustible resource.
’Of course, there must be a limit to how much of this stuff I can absorb. The effects will get weaker and weaker over time,’ Yang An knew without even thinking. ’The real question is how much it can help me improve.’
PAT!
The sphere dropped from its floating state into Yang An’s hand, and it was as heavy as a mountain.
At the same time, a long-unseen information box immediately popped up before Yang An’s eyes.
[Spirit Juice]: Sourced from the bodies of Earth Demon Cliff’s Demon Fiends, it is, in essence, the marrow fluid within Demon Fiends. An accidental product born from the combination of Spiritual Turbidity, it is limited by the Seal and can only reproduce infinitely within Earth Demon Cliff. It can directly raise a Cultivator’s Cultivation Level.
Cost of Use: Consuming a small amount of this item will cause the user to temporarily lose control of their consciousness and will pollute their soul. There is also a chance that their Mana will be converted into Spirit Juice. Consuming an excessive amount will guarantee that the user’s Mana is converted into Spirit Juice, and they will be summoned back to Earth Demon Cliff by the Seal, unable to escape unless they die completely.
Status: Purification possible!
’It really can be purified!’
Yang An was overjoyed. It was a shame he hadn’t learned about this sooner, but there was still a chance now.
Huan had described the Spirit Juice as the marrow of the Demon Fiends, but looking at the description in the information box, Yang An was struck by a powerful sense of déjá vu.
From the perspective of a modern person, this wasn’t so much the marrow of Demon Fiends as it was a cancer born inside a Cultivator’s body, caused by the fusion with Spiritual Turbidity!
’That’s right, it’s like infinitely replicating cancer cells!’