The Demon Slayer Martial Saint Begins with Insect Refining

Chapter 460 Black Wind Demon Saint
When the White Mountain Ancestor died, his eyes were wide open like copper bells.

He watched his body recede further and further away, the ice freezing a layer of crimson ice on his blood-red neck.

With the death of the White Mountain Ancestor, the White Mountain Tribe Elder, Baihegu, immediately attacked and killed Bingming Liekong Mantis with a punch.

The Ice-Sea Sky-Splitting Mantis's forelimbs, resembling ice blades, slashed out with dazzling light, blocking the fist's attack.

Both being fifth-tier creatures, the Ice-Sea Rift Mantis possessed greater strength and speed amidst the extreme cold waves.

Baihe Valley was protected from the extreme cold and surrounded by countless ice-melting insects. The chill was bone-chilling, and even a veteran Golden Body Realm martial artist like him, who was used to staying in the far north, could hardly withstand it.

Suddenly, a cold butterfly fluttered about, and a terrifying chill transformed into the hilt of a knife, clanging as it came.

Baihe Valley couldn't avoid it and took the hit squarely.

His physical body was unharmed, but his eyes were glazed over, his pupils were dilated, and he lay stiffly on the ground.

The Frosty Soul Butterfly, chilled by the wind, flew into White City, where another fierce battle ensued.

The Black Ice Three-Headed Centipede swelled to a size of a hundred feet and crashed into the city wall, causing a terrifying scene of earth-shaking and landslides. The city wall collapsed with a loud rumble, like ten thousand cannons firing at once.

The Black Ice Three-Headed Centipede rushed into the city, its three ferocious heads opening their mouths wide and swallowing countless martial artists.

Black ice enveloped his body, forming a hard shell. Even when martial artists charged in, it only added a few clanging sounds.

In less than an hour, the White City was destroyed, the snow piled up, and none of the five Golden Body Warriors survived. The Dharma Aspect Warrior tried to escape, but his soul was severed by the Frost Soul Butterfly.

Even the most beautiful creatures couldn't withstand the onslaught of the cold wave, turning into lifelike ice sculptures, buried under the thick snow.

"The Fourth Tribe"

Among the Frost Soul Butterflies, Su Yan, who descended through the Seed of Insect Consciousness, controlled the three insects to abduct all the treasures of the White Mountain Tribe.

Then the Seed of Insect Consciousness descended upon the body of another ferocious insect, none other than the Frost Mountain Giant Insect.

……

The Frost Mountain Giant Worm destroys a tribe even faster. Its massive body simply rushes into the tribe and, like triggering an avalanche, unleashes the terrifying destructive power of a giant beast.

Whether it was the entire tribe of thousands besieging them or the Golden Body Realm cultivator sacrificing himself, it was nothing more than a tickle in the face of the Frost Mountain Giant Worm's peak fifth-order strength. In the end, under Su Yan's control, the entire tribe was reduced to ruins.

In a single day, Su Yan mobilized the Frost Mountain Giant Insect, the Dream-Eating Moon Insect, the Ice-Sea Rift Mantis, the Gold-Eating Emperor Insect, the Nine-Fiend Devouring Insect, the Void Shadow Spider, and the Giant Flame God Scorpion...

The seven ferocious insects acted separately, directly annihilating seven tribes or towns in Binggor Prefecture and massacring no fewer than 300,000 northern barbarians.

When the news reached Binggeer State, the entire tribe was outraged and terrified.

This is the Ice Gor State, ruled by the Ice Burial Clan. No one has ever dared to do this in the past ten thousand years. Even the Insect Sacrifice Martial Saint of yesteryear never wreaked havoc on the Ice Gor State.

"This child is going too far!"

Upon hearing this news, Hu Yanhao and his four companions in Ice Burial City turned ashen-faced, their fury enough to tear apart anyone who dared to provoke them.

Hu Yanhao gritted his teeth, his voice icy: "None of the seven tribes survived. Have you found any trace of those insect beasts?"

"When we found it, the place was already deserted..."

The person who brought the report looked bitter: "They are too ruthless. They are all top-tier bloodline beasts. Ordinary Golden Body Realm martial artists are no match for them. In addition, a terrifying cold wave covers the entire area. Ordinary martial artists simply cannot escape."

Hu Yanqingluo frowned deeply, his brows furrowing like mountain peaks: "The White Mountain Tribe, the Snow Eagle Tribe, the Frost Ox Tribe... are all located in the area extending from the Death Ice Sea and the Ice Wasteland Mountains. I'm afraid it's that kid taking revenge."

Deathly Ice Sea, Frozen Mountains

Upon hearing these two words, both Hu Yanbao and Hu Yanye wore solemn expressions.

In the desolate lands, the Demon Saint reigns supreme.

Although human martial artists are powerful, when they enter these territories, demon saints and demon gods are the true kings there.

If it's just a normal trip to hunt wild beasts, both sides will tacitly agree not to go to war. But if they want to launch a large-scale military operation to search for and suppress Su Yan, it will inevitably cause a wild beast uprising.

But the question before them is, without a full-scale search of their entire clan, can they find and deal with Su Yan?

Seven tribes were wiped out in a single day...

"He probably has some ferocious insects left over from the insect sacrifice back then, all of them are fifth-order. Unless a Golden Body Realm warrior surrounds and kills him, even if he finds him, it will be difficult to capture him."

"But the Dragon Saint, the Black Wind Saint, the Frost Tiger Demon Saint... these few are not easy to deal with. They have always had a lot of conflicts with us, we..."

Huyan Hao made a decision, his gaze calm yet resolute: "All tribes in Binggeer Prefecture, mobilize 300,000 warriors to seal off the border along the Tianlie Peak line!"

Once the Tianlie Peak line is sealed off, it will be equivalent to strangling the throat of the Deathly Ice Sea and the Ice Wasteland Mountains, blocking both entry and exit from the pass.

Su Yan will be stuck in these two places. Unless he crosses both, he will have to come from this line.

Three hundred thousand warriors formed a battle formation, each with their own commander. Even if they couldn't defeat Su Yan, as long as there was any movement, the five of them could arrive immediately, and that would be the time to surround and kill Su Yan.

"Understood, Ancestor, I will make the arrangements immediately."

With the movement of 300,000 warriors, the main force of Binggeer Prefecture was already tied down in the north.

In an instant, the invisible forces of fate on the northern frontier shifted unpredictably, and these shifts even affected the battlefield in the south.

Tong Chengqi sat in Nanhuang City, his body swirling with demonic aura, and countless ghostly demons swirled around him. His aura was like a golden body, protecting him. The crimson demonic phantoms on his face changed constantly, sometimes transforming into a refined and dignified appearance.

At this moment, the flow of fortune shifted, and even the wolf-like fortune of the Northern Barbarians was affected.

The most direct feedback at this moment was that Tong Chengqi's luck had actually increased by a few points.

He suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze immediately turning towards the far north, wondering, "Who has stirred up the fate of the Northern Barbarians?"

At the same time, in the Northern Barbarian Celestial City, Adatomo's expression also turned somewhat grim, and he said in a deep voice, "The Ice Burial Clan."

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The Ice Burial Clan mobilized a large army of warriors to directly blockade the border along the Tianlie Peak line.

The army was vast, with countless wolf riders, all clad in armor and wielding sharp weapons. Their chilling aura even overshadowed the extreme cold of the northern border.

The gathering of martial artists into an army is no ordinary gathering of martial artists from a casual sect.

With standardized equipment, coordinated teamwork, and specific battle formations, even without a Golden Body Realm expert in command, they can still defeat Golden Body Realm warriors by sheer numbers.

This is the true terror of battle formations; once you enter, escape becomes nearly impossible.

The Ice Burial Tribe's army has assembled a total of thirty battle groups, numbering ten thousand, and is blocking the border.

Sensing the movement of the Ice Burial Tribe, the wild beasts panicked and hid deeper into the mountains.

The movement of the avalanche triggered numerous avalanches, their rumbling sounds like thunder rolling through the mountains.

Beneath the vast snow-capped peaks, the warriors of the Ice Burial Tribe had just set up camp after building a city of ice. Suddenly, a terrifying pressure descended from above and enveloped the entire military camp.

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The towering banner snapped instantly, and most of the warriors in the camp collapsed to the ground under the oppressive force, barely managing to stay upright and avoid losing consciousness. "Black Wind, stop!"

A shout rang out, and Hu Yanbao's figure darted through space, instantly appearing in mid-air.

With a wave of his hand, he used his Martial Saint Domain to dispel the oppressive aura of the Black Wind Martial Saint. Only then did the two legions below the snow-capped peak recover.

The Black Wind Martial Saint opposite him was eighteen feet tall, as imposing as a mountain god of a snow-capped mountain. He was entirely black, with a bear's head and a human body, and a terrifying appearance. He was clearly a wild beast of the Demon Saint level.

Once a wild beast reaches the Demon Saint Realm, it gains the ability to transform into a half-human, half-beast form with extraordinary supernatural powers.

Don't be fooled by the fact that this Black Wind Sacred Bear is only eighteen feet tall now. If it were to reveal its true form, it would probably be no smaller than this mountain.

Black Wind sneered in a rough voice, "Huyan Bao, you've invaded my Ice Wasteland Mountains. Could it be that your Ice Burial Clan wants to start a war?"

Hu Yanbao retorted curtly, "Hmph, are you afraid of me?"

Black Wind Demon Saint swayed, and a dark shadow emerged from his body. As soon as the shadow appeared, it enveloped the snow-capped peak, doubling the pressure.

Hu Yanbao was displeased, but he could only defy him with his imposing manner, and said coldly, "We will station troops at the border and only capture one person. You can rest assured."

The Black Wind Demon Saint's aura eased slightly, and Hu Yanbao explained the cause of the matter. There was a reason for it, and it had nothing to do with the wild beasts, which was naturally a good thing.

But this old black bear in the snowy mountains has a heart full of eyes, completely unlike its honest appearance.

He said in a deep voice, "Who knows if what you're saying is true? Who else but a Martial Saint could make you go to such lengths? But if a Martial Saint has entered our mountains, how could we not know?"

It's not so easy for powerful individuals to conceal themselves and enter someone else's territory.

Even with exceptional stealth skills, one still needs to maintain distance.

The fact that the Ice Burial Tribe is making such a big fuss now clearly indicates that the person they are hunting down is no pushover.

Black Wind Demon Saint only wanted to bluff Hu Yanbao for information, but unexpectedly Hu Yanbao sneered and did not hide anything: "A Golden Body Realm martial artist, who is the successor of the Insect Sacrifice Martial Saint. If you can capture him or find clues about him, my Ice Burial Tribe is willing to give a sixth-grade high-quality pill in exchange."

This time, the Black Wind Demon Saint began to doubt whether he had heard correctly.

"how?"

Hu Yanbao retorted, but the Black Wind Demon Saint didn't respond. He simply said coldly, "I don't care what you do, but if you cross the line of Tianlie Peak, then don't blame me."

The Black Wind Demon Saint conjured a black gust of wind, sending the warriors of the two legions flying before disappearing into the icy wilderness mountains.

"Aren't you going to be fooled?"

Hu Yanbao looked regretful. If this Black Wind Holy Bear were interested in Su Yan, given its status in these icy wilderness mountains, finding Su Yan would be much easier for it than for them.

"We still have to see what the ancestor thinks."

……

"Come to Black Wind Mountain to see me."

Upon entering the Ice Wasteland Mountains, the Black Wind Demon Saint immediately sent a telepathic message to his five great beast kings.

As soon as the divine thought arrived, commotion immediately arose around Black Wind Mountain, including Black Water Ice Cave, Broken Moon Ice Peak, Sleeping Ox Peak, Azure Wood Snow Forest, and Broken Wind Cliff. The Beast King awakened, rode the wind, and transformed into streams of light, ascending the rugged, ice-covered Black Wind Mountain.

The five beast kings under the Black Wind Demon Saint are the Frost Giant Crocodile King, the Snow Moon Wolf King, the Frost Fang Rhinoceros King, the Ancient Forest Ape King, and the Snow Eagle King.

The five beast kings landed on Black Wind Mountain, bowing low and addressing the Demon Saint with utmost respect.

The five beast kings are of different sizes. The smallest, the Ancient Forest Ape King, is only two zhang tall, with fur like withered branches, golden eyes like fire, and his whole body as if he were wearing armor.

The largest is the Frosttooth Rhinoceros King, which is tens of feet tall, like a small mountain. Its frost teeth are like ice, and its body is robust, like a thick mountain range.

Although their physiques are different, their auras are extremely powerful, both possessing the strength of a late-stage or even peak Beast King.

Black Wind's ability to maintain his dominance in these icy, desolate mountains is largely due to the contributions of his Beast King.

"Have any unfamiliar Golden Body Realm martial artists entered the mountains?"

Black Wind went straight to the point, and Snow Eagle King spoke in human language: "Recently, three Golden Body Realm warriors from the Batu tribe tried to enter Broken Wind Cliff to retrieve the Golden Spirit Mushroom, but I ambushed and killed one of them."

"No living beings have been found in my territory."

……

Only Snow Eagle King had ever seen a Golden Body Realm martial artist, but it was clear that he didn't match Hu Yanbao.

Black Wind felt rather regretful, but in his heart he felt that this was normal.

"Send out your men and see if there are any unfamiliar faces. Don't make any rash moves. Keep a close eye on the Ice Burial Tribe."

"Yes"

The five beast kings came and went in a hurry, but the area of ​​Black Wind Mountain, spanning thousands of miles, is about to come to a head.

"You want to use me as a knife? I'd like to see what secrets that Golden Body Realm is hiding."

Black Wind wasn't stupid; he naturally knew that Huyan Bao was leading the conversation in this direction.

Rushing in headfirst is obviously not an option.

However, that doesn't mean he doesn't want to know why this mysterious Golden Body Realm martial artist had clashed with the Ice Burial Tribe to this extent.

"I also need to talk to Frost Tiger, Ice Azure Phoenix, and the others. The old dragon in the Ice Sea also needs to say one word."

With a cunning glint in his eyes, Black Wind Martial Saint cast his gaze deeper into the Ice Burial Tribe.

With an army of 300,000 warriors stationed on the border, the Ice Burial Tribe would inevitably send a Martial Saint to oversee the operation. Hu Yanbao was just one of them; it's likely that at least half of Hu Yanye, Hu Yanqingluo, and Hu Yanfeng would be on the border.

If there's a way to lure out Huyan Hao, then the Ice Burial King's secret realm...

The bold get rich while the timid starve; now is truly a good opportunity to take action against the Ice Burial Tribe.

With the various northern tribes gathering their troops and marching south, it's likely a pipe dream to try and aid Binggor Prefecture.

The Ice Burial Tribe of Binggeer Prefecture rarely mobilized its entire clan; without needing to lure them away, they had already produced several Martial Saints.

For those of them who were eyeing the secret realm, this was truly the best possible outcome.

Meanwhile, Su Yan was hiding inside an unnamed mountain peak covered in snow in the Ice Wasteland Mountains. Through the spies spread out by the Ice Melting Insects and Divine Fiend Bees, he had already noticed the changes in the entire Ice Wasteland Mountains.

He revealed a subtle smile. The icy wilderness was in chaos, and these wild beasts seemed to be searching for his traces as well.

"I possess the characteristics of an insect consciousness seed, which allows me to differentiate and land on countless insect beasts. You dare to try and find my true form?"

He pondered for a moment, then said, "These beast kings, however, could be put to use."

(End of this chapter)