Gou Dao Changsheng: Starting from the Reincarnation of a Demon Cultivator

Chapter 669 The Beast Tide Continues, Bones Fall into a Jar in Search of Netherfire (6000-word long chapter)
"Junior Brother Huo, Junior Brother Li, go all out! Don't disgrace our sect leader's lineage!"

Qin Yu's expression was solemn as he waved the precious flag in his hand and the blue lotus beneath his feet swayed.

The fragrance of herbs rose from the Green Wood Cauldron. He changed the hand seals and successively cast three secret medical techniques: Minor Qi Nourishing Technique, Spring Breeze and Rain Technique, and Jade Toad Poison Swallowing Technique.

The clear spiritual rain diluted the snake venom, and finally, the illusory green toad, with its round belly, devoured the poisonous rain.

On the ancient city wall, Li Heng held the Han Hai Pearl in his hand and smashed it down, creating surging waves that crashed against it.

Then Huo Zhao donned his battle armor and gripped the Xuanjin Three-Pointed Blade, bringing it down with a slash.

"Clang!" "Whoosh!"

Golden blades mingled with the azure tide, their undercurrents surging, each intercepting one mid-grade second-tier Crimson Ring Serpent and two low-grade second-tier Crimson Ring Serpents.

"Hiss!" Of the remaining red-ringed snakes, the little snake king had the highest cultivation level, and ninety percent of its body was glowing with red light.

Once its crimson aura protected it and it had fully transformed, it became a near-third-tier beast king, spewing poisonous mist once more as it swept towards Li Heng.

"Don't think about it!"

Qin Yu's forehead veins bulged, and he was sweating profusely, but he ignored the excruciating pain in his meridians and urged his magical power forward.

Behind him, the illusory white belly of the Jade Toad was corroded by the venom of the Red Ringed Serpent.

"Senior Brother Qin has not yet broken through to the late stage of Foundation Establishment. Under the siege of these four Crimson Ringed Serpents, he cannot hold out for long."

Li Heng hesitated for a moment, then a sinking hook floated out of his sleeve, ready to strike.

His ears twitched slightly, and Fang Yi's voice rang out.

"Do not act rashly and expose your superior-grade Dao foundation. I have my own arrangements for Qin Yu's matter."

'Master?' Li Heng was overjoyed.

Amidst the blazing flames, two late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators from Master Hu Lei's sect intervened, activating two Purple Lightning Tokens to stop the snake demon.

Li Heng felt a slight sense of relief. He reduced the power of the sinking hook by seven-tenths, and the cold light of the hook blade was terrifying as he slashed at the red-ringed snake in front of him.

As a high-grade Dao Foundation cultivator, he is currently at the sixth level of Foundation Establishment. If he were willing to reveal his true strength, he could temporarily stop a second-tier high-grade demon beast.

However, Sheng Bo'an serves as a cautionary tale.

Once exposed and targeted by the Biyue Pavilion, it would be far too dangerous.

From the Woyun Terrace, the scenery is captured by photographs, and the battlefield in the southern city is clearly visible.

"Sect Leader Fang has taught his disciples well; all three of them show signs of reaching the Core Formation stage," Yu Zhu said with a smile, but a chilling killing intent was hidden in her eyes.

"Once Sect Leader Fang completes his Core Formation, and with the assistance of the Seven-Precept Demon King, two members of the sect will achieve Core Formation."

The lineage of the Ancestral Hall of Xuanyang Mountain has a bright future and profound heritage. Xuanyang Mountain will surely flourish under Sect Leader Fang's leadership.

"Fellow Daoist, you flatter me. My disciples still need more training. None of them have even reached the late stage of Foundation Establishment, yet you say they have a chance of forming the Core Formation." Fang Yi's expression remained calm, and he did not lose his composure due to the praise.

The jade bead's praise of his leadership of Xuan Yang Mountain was a ruse; its true intention was to sow discord between him and the Tianji Peak lineage!
Xuan Yang Mountain holds the most power and suppresses the cultivators with deep foundations. In the eyes of the cultivators of Dayun, it is Tian Quezi, the Great True Person of Tianji Peak.

"Yuzhu, the affairs of my Xuan Yang Mountain are none of your business!"

Yan Youtai nodded slightly to Fang Yi, a smile playing on his lips, and spoke up in support.

If one's cultivation level had not yet broken through, Jade Pearl Immortal's provocative words would still have some effect.

His cultivation level is now close to the mid-stage of Core Formation, and his divination skills have reached the middle grade of the third rank.

The Heavenly Secrets Eight Trigrams Plate, a treasure he possesses, can also evolve into four treasure restrictions, thus advancing to the mid-grade magic treasure level.

Now is the time when we are full of pride and high spirits.

He no longer took Fang Yi too seriously.

“Brother Yan is absolutely right. The affairs of Xuan Yang Mountain are none of the business of outsiders.”

Fang Yi's heart tightened slightly. Yan Youtai's attitude had changed drastically, making him wary.

As a former Core Formation Realm cultivator who also practiced the Wood Dao technique, he was extremely wary of him due to conflicts of interest.

Given the current situation, Yan Youtai must have some problems.

Breakthrough in cultivation?

Did they obtain a magical artifact?

Or perhaps it's an improvement in divination skills?
'Afterwards, we can use the demon race to test the waters during the beast tide.' Fang Yi's eyes were deep, and his thoughts were turning quietly.

Qing Guanzi, with her graceful figure and fragrant breath, said, "Fellow Daoists, with the beast tide looming, we must unite against it."

She had already realized something was wrong; the beast tide was far more dangerous than expected.

Several demon kings, including the Deer Demon, the Golden-Eyed Ape King, and the Crimson Fire Serpent, revealed their trump cards one after another, seemingly determined to fight the ancient city to the death.
Among the five forces in the ancient city, Jade Pearl True Person of the Azure Water Pavilion is in charge, Nine-Bend True Person of the Wind Spirit Immortal City lineage, and the White Bone Sect has also sent a newly appointed Core Formation True Person, Wen Rui.

As for Xuanyang Mountain?
This sect has the deepest foundation, with Hu Lei, Yan Youtai, and the Seven Precepts Demon King, making a total of three Core Formation True Persons.

Qing Guanzi felt a pang of bitterness in her heart and turned her gaze to the tall and upright Fang Yi.

Fortunately, there are also people in Woyuntai who are not at the Core Formation stage.

The sect leader of Xuan Yang Mountain shared a similar plight with her. Although she possessed a third-tier demon pet, she was unable to participate in the battle between a Core Formation cultivator and a demon king during the final showdown.

'Win over Fang Yi and form a mutually supportive alliance!' Qing Guanzi made up his mind.

Although she is a mere Pseudo-Core Formation cultivator, her combat power is considerable, but ultimately she is inferior to a Core Formation cultivator and needs the assistance of allies.

"Woo~" The long, drawn-out sound of a horn rang out.

Under the moonlight, the human and demon races had been fighting fiercely for a day, and the stench of blood filled the entire battlefield.

First came two ten-zhang-tall phantom images of Wu Jia elephants, their long trunks swaying, their four pillar-like forms fading away as they stepped on the spiritual light of Wu earth.

Then, accompanied by the spewing of poisonous mist, the nine red-ringed serpents, their energy intertwined, also plunged into the demonic tide.

As the demonic beasts retreated, cheers erupted from the cultivators atop the southern city walls.

Inside the Woyun Terrace, the high-ranking members of the five factions, including Hu Lei, Yan Youtai, and Jiuqu, all had somber expressions, devoid of any joy.

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The five-colored cloud bed was completely silent. The cultivators who came here were not fools. On the contrary, those who could fight their way out from the crowd were all cunning and scheming individuals.

Even if they had previously harbored wishful thinking, they now clearly see that the demon race is determined to fight the Great City to the death.

Wen Rui of the White Bone Sect had a solemn expression. "I am new here and do not know much about the details of the demon race."

Fellow Daoists, could you please tell me what exactly went wrong with the demons of Sudu Mountain?

This unusual and reckless attack on the ancient city, disregarding potential losses, besieging it—what treasures are hidden within?

Fang Yi felt satisfied as he sensed Wen Rui's aura.

Those who cultivate the [White Bone Demon God Technique] truly possess strong bones and muscles, and pure blood and qi, making them top talents.

However, I've heard that this White Bone Sect master has a rather strange reputation.

Master Jiuqu pondered for a moment before speaking. "Master Wen, it seems the cause of this incident is that a cultivator in the ancient city stole the bloodline of the Deer Demon Child's descendant."

"Heh!" Wen Rui said with a mocking expression, clearly dissatisfied. "The most powerful cultivators in the entire Great Expansion Ancient City are all here."

"Nine Bends, Thunderclap, Jade Pearl, you three are all mid-stage Core Formation cultivators. Do you have even the slightest chance of stealing the descendant of Deer Demon Child?"

"Don't try to deceive me with falsehoods. I am not a three-year-old child!"
What is the cause of this beast tide? Don't try to hide it!

Master Jiuqu frowned slightly, as he too was puzzled by the beast tide.
The old monster, Deer Demon, has unfathomable depths.

Since the beast tide began and they have been fighting ever since, he has never been able to find out the old demon's true nature.

As for stealing descendants from their old lair, Master Jiuqu knew he didn't have that ability.

The other two mid-stage Core Formation cultivators in the ancient city, True Person Hu Lei and True Person Yu Zhu, although from prestigious sects, still have a considerable gap in cultivation level compared to him.

The Nine-Bend Immortal does not possess such abilities, let alone summon thunder and jade beads.

Seeing that everyone remained silent, Wen Rui's expression grew increasingly grim, and he nearly stormed off.

"You esteemed masters, sitting in the ancient city, don't even know the cause of the beast tide?"

If that's the case, don't blame me for leaving!
Although the competition within our White Bone Sect is fierce, our disciples will not be used as cannon fodder at will!

Qing Guanzi spoke up to persuade them, "Master Gao, the matter of the beast tide is complex, and it is quite normal that none of you masters have fully investigated the cause."

"Normal my ass!" Wen Rui swore, disdainfully saying. "You slutty, shameless wench, shut your mouth."

"I haven't even settled accounts with you for causing my junior brother's death, and now you dare to spout nonsense?"

A smile played on Yu Zhu Zhenren's lips; she had long disliked Qing Guanzi of the Xuan Yang Alliance.

Now that she has suffered a great loss and been scolded at will, she feels only a sense of satisfaction.

"Qing Guanzi, we are Core Formation Realm cultivators discussing this matter. Your cultivation level is insufficient, so you should refrain from speaking."

Yu Zhu turned to look at the black cloud bed, her face showing kindness and her words gentle.

"Fellow Daoist Wen, please calm down. Although the demon race has a deep foundation, the various sects of Dadu Ancient City are not to be underestimated."

The outcome of this battle between humans and transvestites remains uncertain.

"Your mother!" Wen Rui said with disdain. "Yu Zhu, when I was forming my core, you lowly servant were still pleasing men."

Be calm and don't be impatient?

Do you think you have the right to tell me to calm down?

"what?"

Yan Youtai parted his lips slightly, but the words he was about to say were swallowed back down.

I had long heard that Master Wen Rui of the White Bone Sect was a man of true character, making enemies everywhere, and even fellow disciples couldn't stand his foul mouth.

But the current situation is still beyond Yan Youtai's imagination.

"You short-lived little charlatan, what crooked scheme are you plotting now?" Wen Rui's gaze shifted and landed on Yan Youtai, who seemed about to speak but hesitated.

"You charlatans, though all short-lived, are quite skilled in divination."

Now is your time to offer yourselves; why not quickly burn your life essence and life force to divine the reason!

Wen Rui paused slightly, his gaze sweeping over Yan Youtai, and said meaningfully, "Anyway, you're all going to die young, so there's no need to worry about those thirty or fifty years of lifespan."

How come such a foul-mouthed person hasn't been beaten to death yet?!
Yan Youtai's eyes flashed with chilling killing intent, and his magical power surged.

"What? You short-lived wretch, you want to fight me?"

As the Yin energy shifted, a grotesque, bony demonic puppet appeared behind Wen Rui, its face contorted with malice and shrouded in malevolent energy.

The demonic puppet wielded a Heart-Locking Hammer, radiating an aura no weaker than that of a Core Formation True Person.

"Come on, you short-lived devil, go ahead and make your move. I'll beat you until you call me grandpa today!"
"Since I'm going to die sooner or later anyway, I might as well beat you to death today and feed you to the demon puppet!"

Wen Rui looked disdainful. With his sharp tongue, he had managed to survive until today without being beaten to death by his own kind.

He is no ordinary person.
"Fellow Daoist Wen, you've gone too far!" A purple light appeared in the eyes of True Person Hu Lei, exuding authority without anger.

"Passed?" Wen Rui's aura surged again, and he sneered repeatedly.

"Even if I were to die, I would still be better off than some Core Formation cultivators, whose disciples have had their cultivation paths ruined but dare not retaliate."

It's quite rare for a turtle that's always hiding its head to advance to the mid-stage of Core Formation.

"Hu Lei, do you think what I said makes sense?"

"Boom!" A thunderous sound echoed, purple light flowed, and two mighty hammers appeared beside the Thunderclap Master.

"What? Fellow Daoist Hu Lei has come to his senses and wants to avenge his disciple?" Wen Rui didn't care at all.

After Tiandaowu was forced to leave, of the major sects in Dadu City, only Biyue Pavilion, Xuanyang Mountain, Fengling Immortal City, and Hehuan Sect remained.

And the White Bone Sect, which he commands, has no Core Formation Real Person in charge of the Joyful Union Sect.

If they were to leave through the White Bone Gate, the rogue cultivators of the ancient city would inevitably become restless.

He predicted that Core Formation cultivators like Hu Lei and Yu Zhu would prioritize the overall situation and not take action.

Nine-Bend Immortal felt helpless. After the Great Expansion Ancient City, it was his Wind Spirit Immortal City.

Gray Crow of the White Bone Sect had heard of Rui's name and witnessed his reputation.

"Buzz!"

Brown spiritual light flowed from his hand, transforming into a surging, turbid river that swept away the lightning and then separated Yu Zhu, Hu Lei, Yan Youtai, and the others, who were tense and furious. His eyes gleamed as he spoke, "Fellow Daoist Gray Crow, if we knew the cause of the beast tide, would we deceive you?"

This is of no benefit to us whatsoever!

"Heh." Wen Rui's expression grew even more disdainful. "Then you truly are a piece of trash."

Four or five Core Formation cultivators, yet they couldn't find the slightest clue!

"Heh!" Fang Yi chuckled lightly.

Wen Rui lowered his gaze. "What, you little piece of trash who failed at condensing your core, what brilliant ideas do you have?"

"A second-tier, high-grade medicinal herb field!"

Fang Yi raised a finger, saying that dealing with demonic cultivators didn't require any reason, etiquette, or background information.

As long as they offer enough benefits, that's fine!
"If Fellow Daoist Wen Rui helps us, we will defeat the demon tide."

Xuan Yang Mountain may cede a second-grade superior-quality medicinal herb field within Su Du Mountain to the White Bone Sect.

"Fang Yi underestimates me!" Wen Rui sneered, his face showing dissatisfaction, and mocked.

"How could I, Wen, be so greedy as to betray my disciples for a little profit?"

Such selfish and harmful acts are beneath my notice!

Fang Yi smiled, his lips moving slightly as he used a sound transmission technique.

Hu Lei and Jiu Qu are unaware of the White Bone Sect's reputation, so how could he not know?

A few breaths later, Yan Youtai and Hu Lei Zhenren exchanged a glance.
Both received a telepathic message from Fang Yi, who intended to use the properties of Sudu Mountain to bribe Wen Rui of the White Bone Sect.

However, the two were puzzled. Wen Rui, as a Core Formation cultivator, acted without restraint. How could he be so easily bribed?

"With one more Core Formation cultivator, we have a better chance of winning," Yan Youtai and Hu Lei Zhenren pondered for a moment before speaking telepathically.

"Junior Brother Fang, I'm counting on you to take charge of this matter. Whether it succeeds or fails, you must give it a try."

Fang Yi smiled and raised another finger. "Add another near-third-tier clam farm."

"Sect Leader Fang, do you think I am someone who abandons morality for personal gain and disregards the younger generation!" Wen Rui's eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze sharp as a knife.

"Let's add another Tier 2 Dark Iron ore vein currently under mining." Fang Yi held up three fingers to continue adding to the stakes.

Wen Rui's expression softened slightly, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes, his murderous aura receding. "My White Bone Sect disciples are meticulously trained, skilled in the art of killing, at the cost of countless resources."

This is far beyond the reach of ordinary rogue cultivators!

Seeing Yu Zhu and Jiu Qu's wide-eyed stares, Fang Yi chuckled and asked, "What does Fellow Daoist Wen Rui wish to do?"

"We need to pay more!" Wen Rui's eyes revealed an astonishing greed that he made no attempt to conceal.

Fang Yi spoke up. "Master Jiuqu, Master Yuzhu, this beast tide is not just a matter for Xuan Yang Mountain alone!"

Seeing the change in Wen Rui's attitude, Master Jiuqu spoke after careful consideration.

"The Fengling Immortal City lineage can cede a near-third-order spiritual vein in Sudu Mountain."

In addition, three core shops in the ancient city of Dadu can be allocated as compensation.

If a disciple of the White Bone Sect performs exceptionally well, the ancient city can compensate them with a second-tier cave dwelling for cultivation purposes.

Master Yuzhu grew increasingly dissatisfied with Wen Rui, but this involved the foundation of the sect and the foundation-building pills and spiritual items for the younger generation of disciples.

She had to compromise; the ancient city of Dadu could not be destroyed by demonic beasts, and the White Bone Sect was also a great help.

"The Azure Water Pavilion is willing to relinquish a second-grade high-quality spiritual vein."

Seeing that Wen Rui frowned slightly and was about to speak again, Master Yuzhu added.

"In addition, five shops in the ancient city can be ceded."

There is a near-third-tier spirit mulberry garden in Sudu Mountain, which is now occupied by demonic beasts.

After the beast tide recedes, it can be given to the White Bone Sect.

Qing Guanzi glanced at Fang Yi, feeling helpless. This Xuan Yang Mountain sect leader was raising the bar too high in his attempt to bribe the White Bone Sect.

But things had come to this point, and the Hehuan Sect had no choice but to back down.

"Our Hehuan Sect is not like Xuanyang or Bishui. If True Person Wen is willing to lend a helping hand, we can also give them shops and cave dwellings."

"Haha, fellow Daoists, you are all so magnanimous!" Wen Rui waved his sleeve and put away the White Bone Demon God. His words were polite and not at all aggressive.

Fang Yi closed his eyes slightly, remaining calm and composed, and did not speak again.

Canghuai Garden.

The air was thick with the smell of corpses, and the air was filled with a chilling, yin energy. Gray moss was spreading everywhere.

Wen Rui's face was solemn, and his mouth was constantly moving.

A few breaths later, a white jade skull, carrying his voice transmission, sped towards the White Bone Sect's mountain gate.

Having gained such great benefits, the White Bone Sect must continue to support them and absorb the spiritual veins, shops, and various cave dwellings.

A few moments.

A gaunt disciple of the White Bone Sect, dressed in a gray robe, stepped into the cave.

The gray-robed disciple bowed and presented several gilded legal contracts.

"Reporting to the True Person, the medicinal fields, clam farms, and dark iron ore veins ceded by Xuan Yang Mountain have all been taken over by the Foundation Establishment cultivators of our sect."

Within the ancient city, all the shop contracts for the exchange between Fengling Immortal City, Biyue Pavilion, and Hehuan Sect are displayed here.

Wen Rui took down the magic contract, scanned it with his divine sense, and a look of satisfaction appeared on his face.

"It was worth it for me to bring more than ten Foundation Establishment cultivators from my sect here."

Despite the beast tide, they used its strength against it and ultimately gained a foothold in the ancient city of Dadu.

Wen Ruizhi was overjoyed.

He acted recklessly and without restraint, like a stubborn mule, and his purpose remained unchanged.

Benefit!

For the sake of the White Bone Sect and him, they gained enough benefits!

This made the Core Formation Realm experts of Biyue Pavilion, Xuanyang Mountain, and Fengling Immortal City wary.

Only in this way can they take advantage of the beast tide and, under the combined suppression of several factions, gain sufficient benefits.

He pondered in his heart.

Although Mount Sudu is inhabited by demons and cultivation is perilous, it is rich in resources.

Now that they have established a firm foothold in Sudu Mountain, over time, the Foundation Establishment disciples of the White Bone Sect can rise at least three levels.

Furthermore, the White Bone Sect is skilled at using bones, flesh, blood, and souls to refine magical artifacts. Under the beast tide, those who do not die will grow rapidly.

It's possible that they might be able to nurture a Core Formation cultivator.

Wen Rui smiled.

"I must also thank Fang Yi of Xuanyang Mountain."

"If it weren't for him uniting the two factions to suppress Tiandaowu, how could I, Baigu, have a place to rest?"

He held a shimmering, azure jade talisman in his hand, which belonged to the Jade Pearl Immortal of the Azure Water Pavilion.

"To thank Fellow Daoist Fang, I will join forces with the Azure Water Pavilion to send him on his way."

Xuanyang Mountain doesn't need another Huang Guangsheng.

"I am not Huang Guangsheng's grandmaster!"

In Xuanzhen Garden, the green bamboo stands tall and straight, its leaves rustling softly. Fang Yi sits in the Bafang Pavilion, brewing a cup of spiritual tea.

Xu Qingshe was surrounded by fiery energy and crimson light, and looked at Fang Yi thoughtfully.

"Senior Brother Fang, how is the Xuan Yang lineage's inheritance in the sect?"

Fang Yi hesitated slightly, then smiled without speaking. "This is a matter I cannot discuss."

"Junior Brother Xu, you must proceed with caution in everything."

"Don't speak!" Xu Qingshe turned the ring on his hand, lost in thought.

Fang Yi, as a Golden Core cultivator and a direct descendant of the Ancestral Hall, is first-rate in Xuan Yang Mountain in terms of both cultivation and backing.

Something that would prevent him from speaking.

This Xuan Yang main vein is definitely not like it appears on the surface, with cultivators dwindling and only pseudo-core cultivators remaining to hold it up.

'In that case, what Elder Chen said is correct.'

Xu Qingshe knew what was going on, so he bowed respectfully, turned around, and left.

"Senior Brother Fang, I need to refine a batch of pills to conceal their quality. If you need anything, please feel free to contact me."

"Junior brother, please proceed with your mission." Fang Yi nodded slightly and watched Xu Qing leave.

He had a deep friendship with Xu Qingshe, and both publicly and privately, he did not want Xu Qingshe to be targeted by Chi Meizi.

In the Shifang Pavilion, only Fang Yi remained.

He sensed that the disciples of the White Bone Sect were constantly moving between shops and caves in the ancient city of Dadu.

One after another, alchemy shops, artifact workshops, and various cave dwellings were gradually occupied by the disciples of the White Bone Sect.

"Twelve Foundation Establishment cultivators and two Pseudo-Core Formation cultivators."

With such a large investment, the White Bone Sect has no way to leave.
Next, it's time to have a proper conversation with the Beast Demon.

Fang Yi's gaze was deep and unfathomable. The three villains of the Chen family were hiding too well; he absolutely could not allow that top-grade magic weapon to be repaired.

A month later, at the south gate of Dadu Ancient City.

The battle between humans and demons is becoming increasingly fierce, and various array formations, hidden magical artifacts, and secret weapons are being unearthed by both sides.

Foundation Establishment cultivators continue to perish, but under life-or-death crises, Qi Refining cultivators also continuously forge their Dao foundation.

Many Foundation Establishment cultivators also broke through their bottlenecks and made further progress in their cultivation.

At the south gate of Dadu Ancient City, the mottled city wall is covered with cracks, yet it has been repaired by cultivators, and a tragic aura rushes towards you.

The few remaining humans and demons perished on the battlefield, their remains never to be found.

The stench of blood stained the land red, seeping deep into the earth.

Deep underground, in a dark stone cave.

The twelve array flags moved without wind, their surfaces engraved with ferocious beasts. An invisible suction force flowed, constantly drawing in the blood essence of both the human and demon races.

Finally, it converged thousands of feet underground, transforming into a crimson river of blood that continuously surged along the riverbed.

"Gulu.Gulu"

Ten miles south of the ancient city, the barren hills are sparsely covered with vegetation and lack any spiritual energy.

Hidden among the vines, deep within the hillside, ancient and rustic stone caves have been carved by human hands.

"laugh!"

The spiritual spring, about ten feet in diameter, was covered with strange runes. Blood from the battle between cultivators and demons in the ancient city gushed out of the spring.

A bronze mirror floats in the air, carved with dragons and phoenixes, its precious light shimmering, reflecting the battlefield between humans and demons.

Chen Yuhua wore a gentleman's hat, had a mustache, and wore a jade pendant at her waist, displaying an elegant demeanor.

"Each family unleashed their most treasured secrets, making the beast tide even more intense."

With a continuous supply of vital essence, the Netherfire Sword is expected to be repaired soon.

With a top-grade magic weapon to suppress our strength, my Chen family will also be a top power in the Great Yun Dynasty.”

"Ok?"

Feeling the vibration of the wooden-patterned magic tablet in his sleeve, Chen Xuan, in a corner of the cave, had a strange expression.

"A pact between withered souls?"

(End of this chapter)