With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 369 Strange Murals, Am I a Demon God?

Deep inside the cave, Meng Chuan found another python pearl next to a huge snake skeleton.

It was a size smaller than the one in my hand, and its surface looked like it had been licked by a dog, with a dark, shiny sheen.

Looking back at the snake bones, they were covered with crisscrossing cracks, and there were obvious strangulation marks at the joints, most likely the work of that serpent.

The Heavenly Demons are truly cruel and ruthless, not even sparing their own kind.

He recalled that there were many traitors and villains among humans, as well as demonic martial artists who had lost their humanity.

"Don't laugh at me, elder brother," Meng Chuan sighed, then casually put the python pearl into his bag.

There were also some odds and ends, which he picked and chose, keeping only the valuable ones.

Including the battle achievements and these gains, Meng Chuan roughly estimated that the total revenue of the entire Dark Serpent's Lair had exceeded one hundred million.

It's true what they say: a horse won't get fat without night grass, and a person won't get rich without unexpected wealth.

Even if an ordinary student participates in two rounds of trials and accumulates fourteen days of gains, it probably wouldn't be as valuable as this one battle alone.

However, he deserves it.

Just like the succubus Aoki during the Chencang Demon Catastrophe.

Back then, even when three teachers of the second tier (limited-limit) level teamed up, they could only manage a draw against him.

Such top-tier demons usually require the combined efforts of many second-level beings, or the personal intervention of a martial arts master, to resolve.

Meng Chuan's solo kill will bring him immense rewards, making his gains extremely substantial.

As expected, fortune favors the bold; the rewards from hunting the Dark Serpent far exceeded expectations.

This wave is taking off!
Coming to his senses, he discovered several more skeletons near the giant snake bones.

The body had been dead for longer than the one at the cave entrance.

The surface of the bone is covered with cracks, and when you step on it, it feels like crushing a cookie.

Meng Chuan squatted down, picked up the blackened bone powder with his fingertips, and carefully rubbed it.

In his perception, these skeletons, including the one by the door, were...

The demonic energy contained within their bodies during their lifetime must have originated from the same source.

He noticed several carved grooves on the rock face, with traces of carbonization, formed by long-term fires.

It's obvious that the Dark Serpent has usurped the throne.

This place previously belonged to those humanoid skeletons.

Furthermore, a bold conjecture emerges:
This place is still in the Heavenly Demon Realm. Before it collided and fell into the human world, it was a temporary stronghold of humanoid Heavenly Demons.

They either live here or perform some kind of ritual, which already shows signs of human survival in the early days of humanity.

Meng Chuan further observed the rock wall and estimated that the carvings on it had been worn very faint because of the frequent activity of the python.

My fingertips traced the engravings of varying depths.

The mural depicts tiny, matchstick-like figures, some squatting, some standing, and some seemingly kneeling in a row.

It seems they are performing a ritual or sacrifice.

Upon seeing this scene, Meng Chuan felt a strange sense of familiarity.

Just like the unfinished "offering to the gods" scene seen when the stronghold of the Temple of Summoning was destroyed earlier.

After looking at the entire rock face, his doubts grew stronger.

If the objects of these "demon people" from the Heavenly Demon Realm who offer sacrifices to the gods are "demon gods" like the whispers of the mountains, then it makes sense.

but
"The four-faced shadows standing in mid-air, with a crown on their heads and a very blurry lotus seat at their feet, can be vaguely seen."

Brahma!
How can it be?

Is Brahma a demon god?

The thought flashed through Meng Chuan's mind like a thunderbolt, instantly sending chills down his spine.

After he broke through the barrier, his body received many blessings from Brahma.

This mural now tells him that Brahma is not one of the twelve guardian deities of Buddhism.

Instead, it is the "Demon God" worshipped by demons in the Heavenly Demon Realm!
Meng Chuan couldn't believe it.

"It's common knowledge that photos and videos can be faked, and murals can also 'lie,' so there might be some misunderstanding involved."

He carefully observed the "god" being worshipped by the stick figures on the mural.

The corrosion was so severe that Meng Chuan could not identify whether there were any other patterns engraved on its body.

I breathed a sigh of relief. The outcome is not yet finalized, so there's no need to worry too much.

Now that he had calmed down, Meng Chuancai analyzed the situation:

"If Brahma were truly a demon god or evil god, how could so many powerful figures in the Great Chu not know about him and allow him to preach in the Western Regions? This doesn't make sense."

There's no reason why he should be the only one who has seen this mural.

unless
Let's assume that the deity worshipped in the mural is indeed Brahma.

There are no related records in other demon nests, only in the memory of [Yellow Sand 011] this scene exists.

So, I wonder if the military noticed anything when the first batch entered. If not, he would be the first person to discover this.
Meng Chuan was a little flustered at the moment. He rubbed his shiny bald head and sat down on the giant snake bone like he was giving up.

Perhaps it was the [Oath of Brahma] within him at work, but he increasingly felt that the mural truly depicted Brahma.

After a moment, he figured it out.

He got all the benefits himself. Even if he was a demon god, his internal panel didn't have a "delete" trait function.

The official stance of the Great Chu Dynasty towards such esoteric religious sects has always been to "accept them but not discuss them."

As long as it does not affect stability, the spread of various religions is usually tacitly permitted.

However, if it is confirmed that Brahma is indeed a demon god, the Great Chu will definitely take action.

In accordance with the "Regulations on the Control of Heretics," a thorough investigation of the relevant temples is required.

"Forget it, thinking too much is useless. The connection to Brahma is something I obtained by breaking through the limits of my practice of the Doma Technique."

Even if the government traces the problem back to the source and finds issues with the Doma series of hard qigong techniques, at most they'll tell me to stop practicing; that's all they'll do.

Moreover, it's too early to draw conclusions about whether Brahma has any problems. After resting for a while, Meng Chuan stopped thinking about these things and got up to leave the Dark River.

He ventured deeper into the west, continuing his hunt.

Gaining military merit is the most important thing. Perhaps if we delve deeper, the veil of the truth about "Brahma" will be lifted.

The next two days...

Meng Chuan didn't sleep a wink, and kept hunting deep in the yellow sands.

We traversed the Singing Sand Dunes and crossed the Devil's Domain.

The number of high-ranking demons he personally killed was so many that he couldn't even remember them all.

Throughout his journey, Meng Chuan avoided areas ravaged by sandstorms.

Only after the moving sandstorm had passed did we enter to explore.

Sandstorms don't discriminate between friend and foe; there are always unlucky demons resting in them, only to be torn to shreds and turned into minced meat, leaving them to scavenge the corpses.

By the end, Meng Chuan had started to pick and choose.

Both backpacks were almost full; he couldn't be bothered to pick up any materials that weren't mid-tier.

After accepting a scorpion stinger, Meng Chuan was even more impressed by the benefits of being able to store things within one's body at the Venerable level.

The Venerable One was still far away, so he focused his attention on the "strange object".

There are very few rare items with spatial storage capabilities in the entire Great Chu.

Since top experts don't need such items, they are mostly passed down through aristocratic families and used to store valuable family assets.

As Meng Chuan's strength increased, he began to have some thoughts on this matter.

If you want to trade such a rare item with a prestigious family, you must offer something else that can be passed down through generations.

The Huo family is a family of marksmen. Meng Chuan had previously asked Huo Yonglin if he could exchange Tiger Soul for a storage bag or something.

Huo Yonglin meant that he was dreaming.
at the same time.

During this trial, Chen Xuan from Donglian University, who shared the same ideas and methods, also took action.

The two went in different directions, yet both fought their way through bloodshed, becoming increasingly entrenched in the conflict.

Deep inside, within a cave in a massive sand dune.

Chen Xuan looked at the mural and fell into deep thought.

The image shows tiny figures holding a grand worship ceremony, and a "deity" standing in mid-air.

It is not much different from what Meng Chuan saw.

However, he clearly knew more than Meng Chuan.

"It seems there's a temple within this demon's lair."

After resting, Meng Chuan casually fed the Dragon Demon a high-level core and continued on his way.

He unfolded the Demon Nest Guidebook, revealing that he had already left the [Demon Realm] by thirty or forty kilometers and had completely entered the area prone to sandstorms.

The Crystal Cave to the northwest ahead will, barring any unforeseen circumstances, be his last stop on this trip.

"There are still two days left until the end of the trial, including today. That should be just enough time to hunt through the Crystal Cave. When we head back, we can explore any areas we missed."

If Commander Yang Zhuo comes in to "urge him," then that's a different story.
Along the way, Meng Chuan discovered murals depicting "stick figures worshipping gods" in two different areas.

A mural reinforced his suspicion that the one depicting the lotus-shaped pillar was none other than Brahma.

But the other mural is a bit different; it's quite eerie.

Meng Chuan still remembers it; it was a "palace complex" located high in the mountains.

Brahma stood outside the palace, receiving the worship of the demons.

But sitting on the throne in the palace is someone else entirely.

It looked like a blurry "thing".

Meng Chuan didn't know if the traces were too old to see clearly, or if they were simply intangible and formless.

"Formless and intangible, yet seated serenely within the hall."

"All the demons worshipped at the foot of the mountain, while Brahma stood outside the temple, as if guarding its gate."

Meng Chuan speculated that, combined with the previous two murals, this mural likely means:
"Brahma is a puppet; the formless and intangible demon on the throne is the real beneficiary behind the scenes, and the true object of worship for all demons."

Meng Chuan still doesn't know what role Brahma played in the entire process of offering thanks to the gods.

But he felt that his previous guess was very close to the truth.
"A cuckoo taking over the nest? Perhaps the mental force that surrounded me when I was practicing the Duomo Hard Technique really was a homeless Brahma."

Meng Chuan thought of something completely nonsensical.
Meanwhile, inside the North Union camp.

Everyone looked at the battle merit statistics panel with great interest.

"Well, the speed has slowed down now. I guess we've finished clearing one area."

"Yeah, these days I only gain one or two battle points every now and then, probably because I'm hunting in the wild while traveling."

"Not necessarily. I think they just finished defeating the boss and are now cleaning up the nearby mobs."

Several "Mencius scholars" chattered amongst themselves, with others chiming in.

"How much do you think Captain Meng's combat achievements surpass those of the second-place player?"

"I estimate it's about double. Even though Captain She is fourth, that's only one-fifth of Captain Meng's achievements."

"Do you think Captain Meng can break five thousand battle merits after the trial ends?"

Xu Qingfeng, the foremost scholar of Mencius, smiled and said:
"Bao's is almost four thousand now. He's a perpetual motion machine on the battlefield. Except for a short break to recover after defeating a high-ranking demon, he never stops."

No one knows Lao Meng better than him; his physical prowess is no joke.

Xu Qingfeng would never forget that day on the top of Xiangwang's tomb.

He pushed Meng Chuan to his limit, unleashing his second state.

The old days were better; the brothers weren't too different, and they could get along harmoniously.

Now, with a big sack on his back, he has to lie on the ground.
(End of this chapter)