Starting from the imperial palace guards, his clones spread all over the world.

Chapter 682 Divine Beast Bloodline Fusionist

"Waaaaaah—waaaaaaah!!!!"

Countless night owls screamed, as if the entire night sky was covered by their wings!
The voice was sticky and frenzied, carrying a bloodthirsty malice that pierced the soul, surging and crashing wildly in the thick, dark green tea sea!
"Thump!! Thump thump thump—bang bang bang!!!"

The sound of the bronze drum had no rhythm whatsoever; it was purely, primitively, and to the extreme, an expression of oppression and intimidation!

The sound of drums, mixed with the cries of owls, transformed into layers of sound waves carrying a bloody substance, crushing down from all directions!

Amidst this terrifying roar, Suiyan, Fengwu, and Wuling hurriedly sought refuge in all directions.

Whether under shrubs and ferns, in tree holes or burrows, or in tangled clumps of tree roots, the three of them quickly slipped into any place where they could hide.

Liang Jin remained seated, his breathing as steady as the deep waters of an ancient pool.

Swish!
Liang Jin suddenly looked up!

The line of sight is like an invisible blade, piercing through the layers of giant fern leaves, breaking through the thick curtain of dense branches and leaves, and shooting straight into the sky!
Suddenly, a strange, shimmering, and star-like patch of eerie green light appeared in the dark night sky!

Densely packed!

Like a giant, writhing spiderweb of will-o'-the-wisps suspended in the sky!
Each flash was accompanied by the sound of wings tearing through the air like a storm!
Those were actually hundreds of terrifying night owls with wingspans reaching three zhang (approximately 10 meters)!
Their hooked beaks, as long as an adult's arm, gleam with a ghostly light as if coated with venom! Their heads, covered in rough, calloused bumps, resemble giant clubs with nodules!
Even more terrifying is!
On the broad back of each giant owl, there was even a person riding on it!
They were shirtless! Their muscles were bulging like refined iron! Only their lower bodies were covered with rough, dark yellow, damp skin tanned by some kind of huge creature!
Each face was tattooed with extremely exaggerated and barbaric patterns using indigo, jet black, and crimson pigments!
Like the fangs of a fierce tiger! A giant python coiled up!
This facial tattooing custom makes them look exceptionally fierce, as if the skin of a prehistoric beast has been peeled off and pressed onto their own bones!

They wore heavy chains made of animal teeth and human bones around their necks, bone rings on their thick arms, and sharp spears over ten feet long in their hands.

The spear has a bamboo shaft, but the spearhead is made of obsidian.

The men on the backs of the seven or eight particularly large mountain owls were dressed even more strangely, and their ferocious aura was almost a tangible bloody hurricane!
They wore enormous helmets made of the skulls of some kind of ferocious beast! Pale and grotesque!
What he held tightly in his hand was no longer a spear!
But...

A mallet made from human tibia!
They are frantically pounding the specially made bronze drumheads beside them with mallets!

With each strike of the bone mallet, a deafening sound pierced the eardrums!
The howling winds whipped up by the giant owl were like a battle song of hell on earth!
It also seems like... a declaration of absolute ownership of this land and the power of life and death!
Liang Jin's pupils suddenly contracted as if they were needles!

"This is... the Air Force?!"

What appeared in the night sky was clearly a flying army!

Liang Jin's other clone carries the Divine Eagle battle pet. The Divine Eagle and Xiao Yu work together to launch a devastating attack on ground cavalry from an air force perspective.

This was originally a huge advantage for Liang Jin's clone, and he once thought that no one could break this advantage.

But who would have thought that there would be an entire air force in this wild and desolate land of the South.

This made Liang Jin instantly feel the absurdity of being a frog in a well.

However, Liang Jin also discovered the weaknesses of these giant owl armies.

These giant owls are still no match for the divine eagle.

Once they are carrying people, they can hardly fly high. At most, they can only fly at a height of about 40 meters above the ground, which is about the height of a ten-story building.

Furthermore, they fly very slowly, making it obviously strenuous and difficult to carry people.

Flying at such speeds and altitudes, they would face great danger if they encountered someone with exceptional agility or weapons like ballistae.

In contrast, even when carrying people, the Divine Eagle can fly fast and high when it spreads its wings.

Even when Liang Jin used his full power to unleash "Wind and Shadow Steps," his speed was still far from keeping up with the Divine Condor.

Once the eagle has flown high, it appears from the ground as just a tiny black dot.

At that height, even a master craftsman or a crossbowman couldn't possibly touch it in the slightest.

Especially after the Divine Eagle continued to grow, it even acquired the ability to see at night, which completely bridged the biggest gap that might exist between it and the Giant Owl.

The Divine Eagle was, after all, a battle pet rewarded by the system, and its wonders far surpassed those of these giant owls.

But this doesn't mean that these giant owls are entirely useless.

If placed within the Great Qian Dynasty, they would undoubtedly become a powerful tool for deterring a region.

In this wild and untamed land of the Southern Continent, they can indeed inflict a severe blow on their opponents.

An unprecedented, immense pressure silently enveloped my heart!

For the first time, he no longer looked down on this "uncivilized land," but took it seriously!

suddenly!

"Shh!"

A warm, white hand suddenly emerged from the darkness on the left without warning!
He lunged straight at Liang!
It brings with it a strange, faint fragrance, carrying the scent of night dew and exotic flowers!

A cold glint flashed in Liang Jin's eyes.

But he did not make a move.

Because he had already keenly sensed that the hand meant no harm.

The next moment, the hand suddenly grabbed Liang Jin's wrist!
As expected, there was no murderous intent!
There is only one undeniable pulling force!

In the darkness, Feng Wu's low voice carried a sharp anxiety:
"Are you looking for death?!"

Feng Wu's wrist was slender yet contained a strong and powerful explosive force, which suddenly pushed Liang into the tree hole where she was hiding.

The tree hole was completely dark.
Liang Jin's back slammed heavily against the cold, slippery, rotten wood of the inner wall.

The two bodies were pressed together almost instantly in the narrow space!

A strange, warm fragrance, a blend of faint honey and some kind of refreshing herbal scent, mixed with the damp, decaying smell of the cave, instantly filled my nostrils!

They can clearly sense each other's body temperature and scent.

However, Feng Wu showed no sign of embarrassment.

The customs of the mountain people in southern Xinjiang are completely different from those of the Central Plains during the Great Qian Dynasty.

Women in the Central Plains region are expected to adhere to the Three Obediences and Four Virtues, and must never have any physical contact with strange men.

However, among the mountain people of southern Xinjiang, women are not bound by these dogmas; they are often passionate, unrestrained, straightforward, and fiery.

"The owl's eyes are like a demon king's third eye. The night is their hunting ground, and they can see the ants on the ground even when they are in the night sky."

"Hide well, don't let them see you."

"Although these owl warriors are not difficult to deal with, they are very troublesome."

"If we let them get entangled, our mission to investigate the Demon Lord's true strength will have been a complete failure."

The phoenix danced urgently.

In her eyes, Liang Jin was simply an ignorant fool who almost caused their whereabouts to be exposed.

As for the Jade-Faced Fire Monkey, Feng Wu ignored him.

It's perfectly normal to have a monkey in the jungle.

Even if the owl warriors in the sky saw it, they wouldn't suspect a thing.

The warm breath, carrying a hint of honey sweetness, brushed past my ears.

Liang Jin remained silent.

In the darkness, I silently closed my eyes.

His senses, however, flowed like mercury, silently penetrating the walls of the tree hole and perceiving all the movements in the outside world.

The rotting flesh and foul stench unique to owls, the rusty drumbeats and bloodthirsty ferocity, were like viscous, greasy oil slickly brushing over the top of the tree canopy, rumbling past and gradually merging into the dark distance.

The oppressive noise finally dissipated completely.

After the owl warriors left.

Feng Wu was the first to leap out of the tree hole, landing lightly on the wet, decaying leaves, and cautiously surveying the now silent forest.

Wu Ling's petite figure seemed to materialize from the shadows on the ground, twisting a bird bone, the vortex of her mask turning towards where Liang Jin was hiding.

Suiyan pushed aside the giant vines, his burly figure leaving a trail of water droplets, the giant shield still in his hand.

From inside the tree hollow came a series of hesitant, laborious friction sounds.

moment.

Liang Jin's figure struggled to emerge from the narrow opening.

Their movements were slow and stiff, as if they were carrying an invisible, massive cauldron!

Each time he braced himself to stand up, his bones emitted a faint, strained "creaking" sound!

【Zhenyuan Dragon-Slaying Lock】An invisible yet absolutely existing power, like countless iron chains binding every inch of his joints!
He was panting heavily, and beads of sweat on his forehead left glistening streaks on his pale skin.

Although he has adapted quite a bit recently, Liang Jin is still unable to move freely, so even something as simple as crawling out of the tree hole is extremely difficult for him.

When Feng Wu turned around and saw this scene, her delicate eyebrows, which seemed to hold the light of stars, suddenly furrowed!
She strode forward and grabbed Liang Jin's arm, a surge of powerful yet refreshing energy flowing into her!

Liang Jin suddenly felt his body lighten!
She lifted him off the ground as if he were a package, and he stood firmly on his feet!

"Your body is so frail and sickly..."

Feng Wu's voice was filled with deep incomprehension and a hint of barely suppressed anger at their lack of ambition:

"Has the Queen of Yaoshui fallen ill with a miasma? Is she sending you to your death?!"

Her gaze was sharp as a knife, as if she wanted to dissect Liang Jin from skin to soul!
Almost at the same time!

Suiyan's knuckles turned slightly white as he gripped the giant axe tightly, his wary gaze fixed on Liang Jin!
The vortex on the witch's mask slowly rotated, and a faint sneer, like a venomous snake crawling across a pile of dry wood, emanated from deep within her throat!

Clearly, the three of them had already developed suspicions about Liang Jin.

With the help of Feng Wu, Liang Jin straightened up and met the three scrutinizing gazes, a different thought forming in his mind.

He had noticed that the direction the giant owl army had left was the same direction as the area where Bei Yi's corpse was located.

Is there some connection between the two?

Now, he is completely unfamiliar with this place in the southern region and knows nothing about its environment.

If you can get help from the locals, it will naturally be much easier.

These three people in front of us are all quite young, but their martial arts skills are ridiculously high, with each of them having already reached the fourth rank!

At their age, being able to become a fifth-rank martial artist already makes them the pride of heaven.

Even Lu Qiannan, who is about the same age as them, has only recently entered the fifth rank.

The fact that the three of them have already reached the fourth rank means that they are absolutely geniuses and prodigies!

Such figures are extremely rare, even in the Central Plains.

And in this southern land, he must be an extraordinary figure.

Liang Jin immediately pondered for a moment, then smiled faintly:
"I may not be good, but my monkey is."

As he spoke, Liang Jin glanced at the Jade-Faced Fire Monkey on the tree.

"call out!"

A barely audible sound of something cutting through the air!

The Jade-Faced Fire Monkey transformed into a streak of golden-red light that almost tore through the retina, flashing past the edge of the Flame-Burning Giant Shield, the tip of the Witch Spirit's Black Feather, and the collar of the Phoenix Dance's Colorful Robe!
next moment……

It has landed steadily back on Liang Jin's shoulder!

Its fur stood on end, and a low growl emanated from its throat! Its blood-red eyes flashed with an inhuman, cold, and violent ferocity!

Like the king of beasts who has just returned from inspecting his territory!

Deathly silence descended in an instant!

Suiyan's Adam's apple bobbed suddenly!
He hadn't even seen the shadow of the monkey hair clearly; he only felt a fishy wind mixed with the strange smell of sulfur brush against his face!
The witch's small hand, which had been twisting the bird bone, suddenly froze! Her lips beneath the mask moved slightly.

Feng Wu's pupils suddenly contracted! Just now, in the instant when the colorful clothes were brushed by the air current... she even felt a deadly threat!
This made the three of them feel a sense of lingering fear.

If the Jade-Faced Fire Monkey had attacked the three of them directly, they would have suffered a great loss and even been in danger of losing their lives due to being caught off guard!

That was no ordinary jungle beast!

Their lingering fear was not unfounded.

It should be noted that when Liang Jin first obtained the Jade-Faced Fire Monkey, it was already able to hold its own against low-level third-rank martial artists.

As it devoured and absorbed some of Zhao Bao's divine blood, coupled with Liang Jin's meticulous care for it.

Now, even when facing a peak third-rank martial artist, the Jade-Faced Fire Monkey is not afraid at all.

If he were to encounter an ordinary third-rank martial artist, the Jade-Faced Fire Monkey would even have the strength to kill him single-handedly!
Therefore, it was enough to frighten these three fourth-rank martial artists by only slightly revealing its strength.

This dispelled all the doubts in the three people's minds.

Suiyan slowly lowered the axe he had just raised, forcibly suppressing the pounding in his heart, and smiled:

"It seems you are indeed not a henchman of the Demon Lord of Wuxu."

"Otherwise, we would probably be in danger right now."

The witch's distorted mask faced Liang Jin, and a mocking sound escaped from her delicate red lips beneath the mask:
"Humans may not be up to par, but monkeys are quite good."

Feng Wu also glanced at the jade-faced fire monkey on Liang Jin's shoulder a few more times.

The way she looked at the Jade-Faced Fire Monkey was as if she were looking at a powerful but extremely dangerous treasure!
"Could you be a Beast Gu Dong Shaman?"

"Your monkey will definitely come in very handy this time!"

Feng Wu said with slight excitement.

Beast Gu Cave Witch is a type of shaman who uses Gu magic to assist in taming beasts.

The beasts trained by these sorcerers often possess power far exceeding that of naturally born beasts.

Liang Jin lowered his eyes, neither admitting nor denying.

He remained silent most of the time, feigning indifference.

Silence is the best disguise.

This led the three people who were unfamiliar with him to simply assume that this was Liang Jin's innate personality.

Suiyan, Wuling, and Fengwu quickly gathered together.

The three of them quickly carved on the ground using bone fragments and mossy stones.

The twisted and grotesque lines mark rivers, ridges, ravines, and poisonous wastelands, forming a simple map of the southern land.

They began their discussions based on the map.

As the three talked, Liang Jin roughly understood what was going on.

It turns out that in the southern part of this Southern Continent, an evil and powerful conqueror suddenly appeared, known as the Demon Lord of Wuxu.

The appearance of the Demon Lord of Wuxu disrupted the balance of power, and his rise was so sudden and mysterious that the world knows very little about him.

In order to resist the conquest of the Demon Lord of Wuxu, the various tribes of Nanzhou prepared to organize their forces to resist.

Led by Queen Yaoshui, the major departments of Nanzhou dispatched outstanding young disciples to infiltrate the territory of the Demon Lord Wuxu in order to gather intelligence and attempt to uncover the secrets of the Demon Lord Wuxu.

However, many unexpected events occurred during this process, and even traitors emerged, leading to strict secrecy surrounding the personnel dispatched by each department, to the point that even they did not know each other's identities.

Furthermore, the sudden change in the situation meant that all parties only knew the meeting point and the number of people; they had no opportunity to agree on the meeting method. According to the plan, four people would gather here tonight and then act together.

Suiyan, Fengwu, and Wuling all appeared, but for some reason, the fourth person did not arrive.

Liang Jin happened to be there, so the three of them naturally mistook him for the fourth person.

What pleased Liang Jin the most was that the area they were heading to was exactly where Bei Yi's corpse had been!
"That's the Demon Lord's Demon Palace. We only need five days to infiltrate its outer perimeter."

The group drew a simple map on the ground and discussed their stealth route.

Liang Jin sat to one side, listening and watching quietly.

Whenever someone asked him if he had any opinions, Liang Jin would simply remain silent.

Soon no one cared about his opinion anymore.

After a while, the three of them finished their discussion.

"Let's set off immediately!"

Feng Wu stood up, clearly having become the temporary leader.

She glanced at Liang Jin, who was almost blending into the shadows of the trees in the twilight, then swept her gaze over the jade-faced fire monkey on his shoulder, its aura fierce to the extreme:
"You have difficulty moving around!"

"Suiyan, you carry him on your back!"

Without a word, Suiyan lowered the giant shield. His arms gripped the beam at his waist like iron clamps, and he lifted it up easily.

Even with Liang Jin on his back, Suiyan moved with ease.

The witch spirit let out a sharp, mocking laugh:

"Hmph! As expected, the king of birds of Wuli is only good at ordering people around."

"But don't forget, none of you are your men here."

Without waiting for a response, she flicked her black feathers, and her figure, like a drop of dark, dirty water, silently slid into the deeper shadows of the trees ahead!
Suiyan laughed and scratched his head, then carried Liang Jin on his back and strode after him.

Feng Wuyu's face turned slightly cold, but she suppressed her displeasure, her colorful clothes flashed, and she transformed into the last streak of light to chase after it!

The dense forest, in the darkness, is like countless lurking, bloodthirsty beasts!

The roots of towering trees twist and turn like dragons and snakes, the vines hang and intertwine like giant pythons, and man-eating fungi lurk beneath the decaying leaves, exuding a sweet, deadly aroma. Blue-ringed vipers coil around the rotten wood at your feet, a single kick enough to kill. Poisonous swamps spread across the ground like dark green pustules, the bursting bubbles releasing a rotten, sweet, and foul smell...

But all of this was just ordinary scenery for the three top geniuses born in the wilderness!
As Suiyan leaped about, he was like a wild beast, his thick roots as fragile as paper beneath his feet!

The witch moved like a shadowy ghost, and the poisonous miasma automatically avoided the places where her feathered robes fluttered!
Phoenix dances with light steps, like a colorful butterfly flitting among flowers, leaving no time for the poisonous vines and sharp thorns it treads upon to rise!

Liang Jin kept observing the map of [Thousand Mile Tracking], confirming that his group was heading towards the location of Bei Yi's corpse.

The long journey continued until night fell.

Just as dawn was about to break, a thick, pungent stench, mixed with the sweet, nauseating smell of rotting flesh, forced its way into everyone's nostrils from the gaps in the dense forest ahead!

"Silence!"

Suiyan roared and lowered his massive body, hiding Liang Jin in the shadows beneath a giant fern!
The phoenix dance in its colorful robes instantly dimmed and faded!

The witch's petite figure had quietly blended into the shadows.

The three of them immediately approached cautiously, like three stalking cheetahs.

Soon, a destroyed village came into view.

The ruins are still burning, and the twisted, charred beams and pillars look like withered bones struggling towards the sky!
The rice threshing ground in the center of the village has become a huge sorting and slaughtering platform!

All the men and women in the village have been slaughtered here.

Their bodies were dismembered and categorized accordingly.

In the center of the venue, several large bonfires, each as tall as a person, crackled and burned!
Several huge, steaming earthenware urns were prominently displayed on top!
The crowd crowded around to take a look, and saw that the earthenware jar was churning with blood as thick as lava! Blood collected during the massacre of the villagers!
Seemingly to suppress the overwhelming stench, soap pods were added to the boiling blood soup.

Suiyan picked up several huge owl feathers from the ground, each as long as an adult's forearm, shimmering with a dark blue metallic luster!
"It was the Owl Warriors who did it, just recently."

Suiyan's voice squeezed out from deep in his throat, each word almost enveloped in magma!

He exerted force with his knuckles, and those few owl feathers, as tough as steel knives, were ground into dust little by little in his palm!

Feng Wu watched all this with fury, her eyes seemingly spitting fire.

"The Demon Lord of Wuxu!"

Feng Wu suddenly drew her sword, its golden color like sunlight, yet now imbued with boundless malevolent energy. The bronze feather sword pointed directly at the location of the Demon Palace in the endless darkness!
The sword's cry was like a lament!

A thin, golden-red membrane was faintly visible deep within her eyes!

Some fine, strange patterns, like the roots of real feathers, flashed by beneath the skin of her sword-wielding arm!
"Let's go! To the Demon Palace!"

Feng Wu gritted her teeth as she spoke, then turned to leave.

The witch wore a mask, obscuring her emotions; she simply spoke in her habitually sarcastic tone:
"The Owl Caves are the most savage tribe in the Southern Continent, and they live in the most remote and dangerous places."

"It is said that back then, the Demon Lord of Wuxu was a runaway slave. In order to escape being hunted down, he fled into Xiaodong, but no one knows how he subdued this barbaric tribe."

"It was the evil and ambition of the Demon Lord of Wuxu that unleashed those bloodthirsty owl warriors, turning them into a group of demons to help him conquer all directions."

"The Demon Lord of Wuxu has already made a bold statement: he will sweep away the Southern Provinces within three months, and then lead his army into the heart of the Great Qian Dynasty to conquer the world. The southern provinces of the Great Qian Dynasty are destined to fall into the Demon Lord's hands. Even the entire Great Qian Dynasty is just around the corner."

At this point, Wu Ling turned to face the crowd.

She stretched out her fair hand and pointed to the neatly stacked body parts:
"This is just the beginning. Such tragedies will happen every day from now on."

"Civilization is just an illusion of the world; barbarism is the true nature of the world."

"Feng Wu, will you be able to handle the excitement when the time comes?"

"Why not put away your ridiculous hypocrisy and accept the future fate of this Southern Continent?"

Her gaze pierced through the mask with a strange penetrating power, striking Feng Wu, who was trembling all over and whose murderous aura was almost solidified!

"Shh!"

Feng Wu's sword, carrying the force to cleave mountains, pointed directly at Wu Ling's brow without warning!
A chilling sword aura sliced ​​through the air, emitting a piercing buzzing sound!

Beneath the exposed skin of her arms, the golden and red feather-like patterns instantly became clear!
"You always speak up for the Demon Lord, whose side are you really on?!"

Feng Wu's voice was distorted by extreme hatred and murderous intent!
The atmosphere instantly became tense.

Suiyan couldn't help but reach for the axe tied around his waist.

In his view, these two women were probably about to have a big fight.

But who knows.

"Hahahaha……"

Beneath the witch's mask, her lips curved into an extremely mocking arc:

"You're already furious?"

Instead of retreating, her thin figure leaned forward slightly to meet the sharp, cold aura hovering three inches between her brows!
"We are entrusted with a great mission by the hundred tribes of Nanzhou."

"To die now would be to betray everyone, wouldn't it? Hehe..."

Feng Wu's forehead veins bulged, and the sword trembled violently!
Seeing that Feng Wu did not make a move, Wu Ling shook her head slightly:
"This is boring, I'm leaving. I still have tasks to do."

As Wu Ling spoke, she ignored Feng Wu and continued on her way.

He seemed completely unconcerned that he was the one who had provoked the conflict.

She was also less worried about whether Feng Wu would stab her from behind.

Feng Wu held her sword, her eyes gleaming with killing intent; clearly, she was also hesitant.

Three full breaths!

"Zheng!"

Finally, the feathered sword rang out, and its imposing aura subsided.

Feng Wu abruptly drew her sword, turned around, and her colorful shadow flashed like lightning as she streaked into the deeper darkness!

In the instant that he passed by Suiyan and Liang Jin, a chilling sound reached their ears:

"Watch out for this witch!"

Suiyan relaxed his broad shoulders, and only after the two women were far away did he say helplessly to Liang Jin on his back:

“Great wise teacher, look, this is what women are like.”

He shook his head helplessly as he spoke, then carried Liang Jin on his back and followed.

Liang Jin's gaze remained fixed on Feng Wu's graceful figure, which resembled a colorful phoenix, his brows furrowed slightly.

"Is this yet another person who has fused with some kind of essence and blood?"

Liang Jin thought to himself.

Just now, Liang Jin saw it clearly the instant Feng Wu was about to make her move.

At that moment, a faint feather-like pattern appeared on Feng Wu's skin.

Liang Jin was no stranger to this pattern.

After he fused with the essence of the giant serpent's blood, his skin would develop scale-like patterns when he fully activated his bloodline.

After he fused with that black blood, the color of the patterns changed, and the edges turned black.

Zhao Bao, Shen Cangming, and the Jade-Faced Fire Monkey, who had merged with the so-called divine blood of the Youhuan Clan, would develop scales that resembled hard keratin.

There is a clear difference between the textured and solid scales.

Liang Jin had speculated that this difference was likely the difference between semen and ordinary blood!

The black blood that Liang Jin fused with should be the same type as the divine blood that Zhao Bao and the others fused with. Their auras are very similar, but their performances are completely different.

Only the difference between semen and regular blood can explain this.

And this Feng Wu is actually a fusion user of some kind of essence blood!
This surprised Liang Jin.

"I never imagined that in this wild land where humans and gods coexist and humans and beasts live together, there would actually be the essence of some kind of divine beast."

"This trip is getting more and more interesting..."

A hint of interest flickered in Liang Jin's eyes.

The group continued their journey over mountains and valleys.

The sun rises and then gradually sets in the west.

As dusk fell, the group climbed to the top of a cliff.

Looking down from the cliff, you can see a city below.

This place was originally the final destination planned by everyone.

However, when everyone stood on the cliff and looked down, they couldn't help but frown.

Because they could clearly see that there were quite a few giant owls sleeping in makeshift nests built on the city walls.

Meanwhile, a large number of Owl Warriors, wielding spears, stood at various important strongholds throughout the city.

Groups of ragged slaves, like ants, were carrying various supplies.

The owl warriors wielded long whips and lashed out repeatedly.

When slaves could no longer carry the supplies, the owl warriors would mercilessly stab them with their spears.

Obsidian spearheads, once properly polished, can be sharper than steel knives, easily piercing the skin and internal organs of slaves.

"I never imagined that even the city-state of Guantong would be conquered by the Demon Lord..."

As Feng Wu watched all this, her phoenix eyes were filled with both surprise and sorrow.

It's obvious to everyone that this city has been conquered for quite some time now.

Clearly, the information that everyone received was far behind schedule.

Suiyan also showed anger:

"I heard that in the demon kingdom built by the Demon Lord of Wuxu, all the people can only have three identities."

"The highest class were the soldiers, who received priority in all land and spoils of war."

"The middle class are the craftsmen, responsible for making all the tools and the city."

"The lowest class are slaves. They have no skills or martial prowess, and can only burn their lives to pave the way for the demon army's conquests."

"This structure is simple and brutal, but it is extremely efficient. This is also the reason why the Demon Lord of Wuxu was able to rise rapidly in a short period of time and conquer one mountain after another."

Liang Jin thought that this structure was very similar to an ant colony, with clear division of labor among soldier ants, worker ants, and queen ants, and it was also very efficient.

However, such a social structure is too cruel for individuals.

In a normal society, it would be very difficult to maintain.

But this is an extraordinary world, and with sufficient military strength, it might not be impossible to achieve.

Feng Wu stood up and said:
"Let's go, straight to the Demon Palace!"

She turned and headed towards the Demon Palace.

Everyone followed immediately.

The group became even more cautious on the journey ahead, as they had now entered the heart of the Demon Kingdom.

The number of corpses encountered along the way suddenly increased.

These corpses were either tied to trees or covered in ants.

They either swell up in the water, with leeches as thick as an arm clinging to them, saturated with blood.

Either their feet are chiseled open, and bloodthirsty vines grow under their skin, sucking up the flesh and blood beneath as nutrients, leaving only a moist husk.

These were nobles who were tortured after the Demon Lord of Wuxu conquered various tribes.

Ordinary slaves were not entitled to this kind of punishment.

As Suiyan and Fengwu watched all this, their spirits sank lower and lower. They spoke very little and simply continued on their way in silence.

Only Wu Ling seemed to be specifically targeting Feng Wu, seizing every opportunity to mock her, but she would suddenly give up or even show weakness whenever Feng Wu got angry.

This made Feng Wu feel like she had punched cotton, and her resentment grew even stronger.

Only the Jade-Faced Fire Monkey perched on Liang Jin's shoulder occasionally let out a low, guttural growl, as if its ferocity had been stirred.

Liang Jin kept looking at the map interface of [Thousand Mile Tracking].

Bei Yi's body remained completely still.

And the group finally arrived at the area where Bei Yi was!

Liang Jin has finally arrived at his destination!

(End of this chapter)