Episode 71: The Great Demon of China

  The night was dark and the bright moon hung high in the sky. On top of a desolate mountain outside Longtan City, a pair of bat wings slowly unfolded from behind its back. Two sharp fangs protruded from its mouth as it let out a strange howl towards the sky. In an instant, the moonlight seemed to condense into a beam of light that descended from the sky, faintly enveloping its body. A strange black mist flowed out from every corner of its body, instantly shrouding it within.

  Feeling his own core, just like the human heart beating constantly, Vanzo couldn't help but let out a comfortable sigh. The blood clan's body structure was already vastly different from humans, its robustness far surpassing that of humans. As long as the core wasn't destroyed, no matter how severe the injury, it could almost be healed in a very short amount of time.

  The energy from the moon, at this moment, was like a clear spring water, washing his entire body, every inch of it. The burnt areas, those damaged skin that were struck by lightning, quickly fell off, and new skin grew out, as the favorite child of the moon god, rebirth was their enviable gift.

  "This so-called Western bloodline, indeed, has some meaning!" From afar, Li Yan had already seen this scene with his eyes, and even Li Daxian, who was in mid-air, couldn't help but let out a sound of surprise. In his heart, he became even more interested in the cultivation world on this planet.

  "It seems that the taboo passed down through generations of bloodlines is indeed correct. The Eastern Xia, with its thousands of years of tradition, as long as it still exists, must have a reason for its existence. This land is so vast, and humanity is so numerous, yet no bloodline has ever dared to expand its power here..."

  Since childhood, he has been in contact with various taboos of the blood clan. Van also had a sense of awe for the Eastern Huaxia, but his family had declined and by this generation, only he was left as the last member of the blood clan. Although he later took in Nalan Yue and several other descendants, their power was almost negligible. Therefore, when searching for the lost Holy Grail, he was naturally pushed out and had to go to Eastern Huaxia.

  "The Holy Grail has been found, it seems that I can no longer stay here. The terrifying Eastern cultivator will surely kill me like my ancestor the Emperor once they discover me. Hmm, I'll leave tomorrow... Originally, I was thinking of using the power of the sacred artifact, the Holy Grail, to make a final push and at least reach the Prince realm before returning to Hope, but unfortunately, it seems that I won't have this opportunity now."

  Although I have a pass issued by the National Security Bureau, from what happened just now, it seems that those who are truly skilled in cultivation don't seem to care about this thing at all. As a result, its effectiveness is far from being as good as I imagined.

  "Where did this little demon come from, daring to recklessly release demonic energy on the territory of our Wan Yao Alliance? Doesn't he want to live anymore?!" A sudden loud shout came forth, and immediately afterwards, a massive fist traversed the limits of distance, directly smashing onto Fang Zhāo's face as he was still entranced by the Moon Flower.

  "Bang!" Along with a dull thud, the poor tragic Vanzo let out a miserable cry, and was directly sent flying over a dozen zhang by this fist that appeared out of nowhere. He heavily crashed to the ground, stirring up clouds of dust, almost falling down the mountain.

  "What's with you, a mere foreign little monster, daring to cross the border? Didn't your leader tell you that the Eastern Ten Thousand Demons Alliance has issued a ban, strictly forbidding any foreign demons from setting foot in the Chinese territory?" In the silent night, a burly man suddenly appeared at the top of the mountain, his eyes shooting out two terrifying beams of light as he charged towards Fan Zhuo: "Not to mention, this is your family's Huang Hu's turf!"

  "What a strong demonic aura, this guy's cultivation is not weak at all, he must have at least 800 years of Dao experience!" From afar, Li Yan couldn't help but flash a sharp light in his eyes as he gazed at Huang Hu's appearance, shifting his attention from Fan Zhuo to Huang Hu.

  Don't look at him as a big and powerful man, this guy is actually a tiger demon with 800 years of Taoist practice!

  Monsters and human cultivators have different cultivation methods. They cultivate inner elixirs, which are vastly different from the so-called yin spirits, yang spirits, and yuan spirits of humans. There is no division of realms, only a distinction between strong and weak based on their Dao achievements. Those who can possess 800 years of Dao achievements are at least comparable to the powerful existence of the late-stage human yang spirit. If they exceed 1,000 years, they can be called monster kings, which are powerful existences that can rival human scattered immortals and human immortals.

  Ten Thousand Demon Alliance, huh? Is it an alliance formed by demons? Li Yan silently estimated in his mind. Speaking of which, this was the first time he had heard of the name of a power in the Eastern China's cultivation world. These demons all had methods to conceal their demonic aura, and they usually restrained their breath, making them almost indistinguishable from ordinary humans. If not for encountering them face-to-face, even someone as powerful as Li Yan, a super loose immortal, would find it difficult to discover them.

  However, this is naturally before the explosion of his own aura. Once the demon energy explodes, the result is naturally two said, because in this mundane world, once the aura fluctuates, as long as the distance is not far, it will definitely be discovered by fellow practitioners, just like the previous Bang Zhuo, the fluctuations of this guy's aura, in the night sky, with a dazzling signal flare that exploded in mid-air, almost clearly told all the cultivators and demons in Longtan City his identity and location.

  Vampires are, after all, Western demons with a distinct aura fluctuation that differs significantly from Eastern demons. Feeling the presence of other demons recklessly active in their own territory is an extremely provocative event for these demons with strong territorial awareness. If not handled properly, they would be ridiculed by other demons within the Demon Alliance. As one of the top demon cultivators in Longtan City, Huang Hu immediately chased after Bathory upon sensing his aura.

  "You dare to strike the face of my great Edward Valois, Earl of Valois?! This is unforgivable!" The vampire, a race that values appearance, was furious after being punched in the face and sent flying by Huang Hu. At this moment, he was consumed by rage, and as he crawled out of the large pit he had been smashed into, his pale face was illuminated by the bright moonlight. He let out a sharp cry, and immediately, a thick black fog erupted from his body, enveloping him entirely. His eyes rolled back, and with a fierce howl, he charged towards Huang Hu like a tornado.

  "You're just a little demon with only 500 years of cultivation, yet you dare to be so arrogant in front of me, Huang Hu! You really don't know how to live!" Huang Hu was also a hot-tempered person. With a flip of his hand, a gigantic iron hammer appeared in his palm, emitting crackling electricity that flashed incessantly.

  "Bang!" In the night sky, a dazzling flash of lightning flashed, and on top of the giant hammer, a bolt of lightning as thick as an arm struck down. With a loud "Crack", it directly hit Vantox who was rushing over, and Vantox, who had just recovered from the lightning strike's damage, was once again severely injured.

  "You think foreign monsters are as popular in China as foreigners? Today, let you taste the power of Huang Hu's Thunder Hammer!" With that, Huang Hu struck again, and with a second hammer blow, he sent Fan Zhong flying once more.

  On his face, a bitter smile, the power of thunder is extremely strong and masculine. Although it's used by living beings and can't be compared to real heavenly thunder, it's still the nemesis of most demons. Fangduo was just a vampire count, how could he withstand Huang Hu's Thunderous Hammer? In an instant, his golden hair stood on end, his clothes were torn apart, and his skin was charred black. What's more, the place where the lightning directly struck had already revealed a terrifying wound with exposed white bones.

  "The great ancestor of Guiyuan, no wonder your glory cannot shine to the eastern border, these eastern demons and cultivators are really too terrifying..."

  Man Zhong couldn't help but let out a mournful howl in his heart, at this moment, he could no longer care about anything else. He hastily shook his body, and from head to toe, a black mist burst forth, immediately followed by a large flock of bats that surged out of the endless black fog, rushing towards the sky...