Simultaneous travel: Starting from returning to the main god space.

Chapter 562 Wu Xian: Barely Three-tenths Full (Seeking monthly votes! Seeking follow-up subscriptions!)
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On the outskirts of the God and Demon Island, a graceful silver-haired enchantress with nine tails hanging down her back quietly looked at the thin mist in front of her, then looked down at a small jade mirror in her hand, her brows furrowing slightly.

The next second, a strange buzzing sound came from my ears. I subconsciously turned around and saw a familiar sparkling circle spreading out, and then a familiar figure walked out from it.

"you are too slow!"

The silver-haired enchantress complained reproachfully, her gaze towards the newcomer tinged with resentment.

"Isn't it better for a man to go slower?"

Wu Xian blurted out a flirtatious remark without thinking, but seeing the fox spirit in front of him widen her eyes, he helplessly spread his hands and said:
"There's no other way. The void in this sea area is strange, as if it's been torn apart. Otherwise, I wouldn't have asked you to come here to enjoy the sea breeze."

"Humph!"

The silver-haired enchantress, also known as the Nine-Tailed Fox, the ruler of the Demon Kingdom, gave a light snort, then pointed to the thin mist in front of her and said:
"This should be the God and Demon Island you mentioned before. It took me a lot of effort to find it, but this mist seems strange. It can corrode the physical body and spirit of living beings. Only a first-grade martial artist whose essence, qi, and spirit are integrated into one can enter it."

As she said this, the nine-tailed fox still looked somewhat shaken, clearly having tried to enter the island before, but had suffered a setback in the face of this thin mist.

In fact, if she really wanted to get in, there was a way; she could just sacrifice one of her tails.

But there's no need. Anyway, she has people behind her. Let the dirty and tiring work be done by the crude brutes.

Thinking this, the nine-tailed fox looked at Wu Xian with a complex emotion in her eyes.

Back then, the other party promised to help rebuild the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons and form an alliance with the Great Feng Dynasty to wrest control of the Ten Thousand Mountains from the Buddhist sect and revitalize the demon race.

She had expected it to be a very long process and had made the necessary preparations.

But to his utter surprise, the man before him was far stronger than he had imagined. Not only did he overpower four extraordinary experts at the first-grade level outside Chuzhou City, but he also repelled the incarnations of the Witch God and the Buddha, displaying an invincible and terrifying aura.

Not long after that, he rushed to the Ten Thousand Mountains and ruthlessly suppressed the Buddhist sect.

In that battle, all four Bodhisattvas perished, and Buddhism was almost wiped out. Even the Buddha, who had already broken free from the seal of the Confucian sage, was beaten into a state of seclusion by Wu Xian and was sealed away again.

Not only that, Wu Xian also forcibly took back the head of her father, Shen Shu, from her, helping him to restore his body and memories, and allowing the Wan Yao Kingdom to completely break free from the suppression of Buddhism and have the power to protect itself.

To be fair, Wu Xian had already exceeded his promise to her by doing just these things. That's why she later willingly led the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom to submit to the Great Feng and become its vassal state.

Interestingly, the demons of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom had no objection to submitting to the Great Feng, because in their view, they were not submitting to the Great Feng, but to Wu Xian, an invincible powerhouse.

And from some unknown source, a rumor circulated that this peerless warrior might be having an affair with their king…

Since he's their own son-in-law, what's there to hesitate about? Just start fawning over him!

Thinking of the rumors circulating in the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons, the nine-tailed fox's charming face flushed slightly, and she couldn't help but glare at this big jerk who had slandered her innocence, her eyes full of accusation.

The rumors about us have spread all over the Nine Provinces. Why don't you hurry up and marry into my Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom? Is that little empress of the Great Feng really that appealing?

Of course it smells good! And it's not just the Empress, but also the Flower Goddess and the Grand Tutor's three-fold combination. Of course I'd choose that one!

Wu Xian mentally scoffed, then ignored the nine-tailed fox's resentful gaze and walked to the front of the thin mist. He stretched out his finger and tried to touch it. *Buzz!* The moment his finger touched the mist, the slowly floating mist began to tremble in certain areas.

Immediately afterwards, wisps of mist, like maggots clinging to bones, began to surge toward Wu Xian, first "drawing" strange, incomplete patterns on his fingers, and then on his palms.
As the thin mist invaded, many "memories" suddenly flooded Wu Xian's mind. These memories seemed to be imprinted deep within his genes, instincts he had carried since birth.

For example, using both feet to walk and both hands to hold objects, except that the additional memory at this time is how to manipulate the elements of heaven and earth such as wind, rain, thunder and lightning.

As expected, just as described in the original work, these thin mists should be the spiritual essence left behind by ancient gods and demons, which can forcibly bestow divine powers upon a life that does not belong to it.

However, as a price, those who come into contact with this mist will gradually suffer a mental breakdown, their genes will be forcibly modified, and they will eventually become indescribable, bizarre monsters.

Such corrosive power, if it were a first-grade expert from another system, even if they could force the gift of the "mist" out of their body, would still cause them great suffering.

However, first-rank martial artists are different. Their essence, energy, and spirit are perfectly integrated and inseparable. Although this slows down their cultivation, they also become like a hard, smelly rock, so the body-snatching technique is useless against them.

However, Wu Xian is not just a first-rank martial artist, he is also a cheat code!
With a slight upturn of his lips, Wu Xian extended his hand that had been touching the thin mist a little further forward, and then visible pink "mist" also emanated from his arm, which, to the incredulous gaze of the Nine-Tailed Fox, covered the thin mist that had originally surrounded the mysterious island.

Liuku Immortal Thief!

This is one of the Eight Extraordinary Skills from the God version, with a more powerful effect than the original. It can perfectly digest any substance, including active energy such as spiritual energy.

After being researched and modified in so many worlds, especially with the help of the Immortal King giant Liu Shen, this one of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques has undergone a tremendous transformation, upgrading to something similar to a divine innate ability. Its power has also become simpler: devouring!
It's no exaggeration to say that if you were to compare his devouring abilities with Ara's right now, it would be hard to say who would be stronger.

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The pink mist was extremely corrosive, and soon the entire outer perimeter of the mysterious island became girlish. But the next second, a whooshing sound rang out, and the pink mist seemed to have found an outlet, rushing wildly towards Wu Xian's palm, disappearing in just a few breaths.

As for Wu Xian, his aura also underwent a strange change. Various colorful lights flowed around his body, and his aura was complex and ever-changing. One could vaguely hear the terrified roars and howls of countless beasts, which then fell silent under his powerful will and disappeared without a trace.

"Are you...are you okay?"

At this moment, the nine-tailed fox finally came to her senses, took a few steps forward, and looked at Wu Xian as if she were a rare species.

As a descendant of gods and demons, she could naturally see what Wu Xian had just done.

Good heavens, he devoured all the divine and demonic spiritual energy from the outer perimeter of the island in one go. Is he really not afraid of death? Isn't he afraid that these spiritual energies will clash within his body and cause him to explode and die?
"belch!"

Wu Xian let out a loud burp, touched his mouth, but his eyes were unusually bright.

"It's alright, barely enough to fill me up, but the taste is really good. I wonder if there are any better-tasting supernatural powers on this island."

Nine-tailed fox: "..."

I almost forgot, this guy is a monster!
Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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