Mortal Mirror

In a daze, Li Ergou didn't dare to fall asleep. He was truly afraid that once he drifted off, he would never wake up again. He strained to keep his eyes open, watching his body rise higher and higher.

With the nine-headed bird present, could he finally soar through the sky? Indeed, in the territory of the demon race, who would dare to fight a demon beast of the nine-headed bird's demon emperor level? They must be tired of living.

Watching the sheepskin cave become increasingly distant, Li Ergou felt a pang in his heart, wondering how much longer he could actually live.

At the same time, in the demon race's territory, within a vast abyss, shrouded in thick dark clouds, everything was a gloomy gray.

Huang Batian was currently muttering and cursing, "Damn Stone Buddha, I told you not to be too greedy, but you wouldn't listen. Now look, you've been forced into this abyss by that damned demon beast.

You've even broken my leg, you idiot! All you know is eating, eating, eating. You're just a pig."

Stone Buddha's eyes were filled with resentment. Perhaps at this moment, he wished he could strangle Huang Batian to death. This guy's mouth was too vicious, but unfortunately, Stone Buddha had Huang Batian's blood curse within him. With a single thought from him, he would die.

He could only endure, unless one day he could break the blood curse within him.

It turned out that in the past few days, Stone Buddha had come to the demon race and was having a field day, searching everywhere for demon beasts to devour their flesh and blood, causing his cultivation to skyrocket. Huang Batian also benefited, absorbing a lot of those demon beasts' demon power.

The two of them were originally carefree and enjoying themselves, but who would have thought that Stone Buddha, this lunatic, would actually attack a second-order demon king, the Earth Sloth King? In the end, the two of them were beaten until they vomited blood by that guy.

After being chased all the way, they finally had nowhere to run and jumped into the abyss. Now they were truly in a sorry state, with no way up to the heavens and no way into the earth.

This abyss was always filled with a decaying and bloody smell. Strangely, besides the thick black fog above, there was nothing else.

But the more it was like this, the more it made people feel uneasy. It was quiet, so quiet that it was terrifying.

Huang Batian was complaining when he suddenly felt a bloody mist spreading from the front. It carried a terrifying power, a very strange power. It clung to his body, as if it were gnawing at his flesh and bone marrow, causing him immense pain.

He opened his mouth in shock, looking at Stone Buddha and saying, "What's going on? What's happening? Do you feel that strange power?"

Stone Buddha's eyes were filled with panic. "I feel so much pain! What is this thing? It's so powerful!"

At this moment, the two of them followed the bloody mist and soon saw a huge, dilapidated city appearing in the rolling fog ahead.

It turned out that this was a hillside, and below the slope was an endless expanse of land. On the land, white bones were scattered everywhere. The huge, dilapidated city stood tall amidst countless bones.

From afar, they could see that within the city, on top of a massive altar, on ancient stone pillars, there was actually a blood-red garment fluttering in the wind.

Countless bloody mists emanated from it, rolling and surging in all directions.

Listening carefully, there were faint cries coming from the air. The cries sounded like the wails of countless lost souls, like the sound of rain, giving people a sense of inexplicable oppression.

Looking at the fluttering blood-red garment, Huang Batian inexplicably felt a sense of resonance. His eyes showed a greedy look, and he said, "What a strange feeling! I actually feel that the blood-red garment is very close to me. It's mine, that's mine!"

Stone Buddha felt nothing. Looking from afar, it was just a blood-red garment.

This Huang Batian was always acting crazy. He only felt that Huang Batian was a half-madman, so he didn't pay much attention.

He chuckled a few times, flattering him, "What Boss says is yours is yours. There's no one in the city. Why don't I go and get it?"

Huang Batian's eyes were filled with madness. "Let's go, we'll go over there now. That blood-red garment must be extraordinary. I just don't know why a mere blood-red garment would have such great power."

The two of them strode forward, the white bones crunching under their feet. On the silent earth, several whirlwinds stirred up, blowing the bone ash into the thick fog.

On the city wall, the dilapidated bronze gate was covered with a layer of bronze rust. With a gentle push, the gate creaked, and then with a bang, it collapsed.

The loud noise echoed in the ancient city.

Boom! Perhaps it had alarmed some extraordinary existence, several loud noises suddenly erupted in the city, and several black pillars of light shot into the sky.

Huang Batian felt a sense of dread in his heart, looking at Stone Buddha and complaining, "Couldn't you have been a little quieter?"

Before Stone Buddha could speak, he saw the black pillars of light transform into a huge black shadow and fly towards them. During the flight, the black shadow began to change continuously, eventually turning into the shape of a demon, brandishing its claws and teeth.

In the blink of an eye, several black shadows flew close, and a powerful demonic thought assaulted them, making them shudder.

"It's a demon!"

Huang Batian and Stone Buddha both felt a chill in their hearts. Their first reaction was to run. That was a demon! Although they were powerful, they felt that they couldn't compare to such a demonic creature and were instantly scared witless.

But the demon's speed was extremely fast, and it arrived beside them in the blink of an eye. At this moment, if they didn't attack, they could only wait for death. Forced by desperation, they had no choice but to attack the demon.

The demon was fierce, and the two of them were no match for it. After fighting a few times, they were brutally beaten by the demon, their heads bleeding and in a miserable state.

In a moment of desperation, Huang Batian used the Starving Ghost Absorption Technique. He thought that this technique would have no effect on such a ghostly thing, and using this technique was just a reflex.

Unexpectedly, as soon as this technique was used, the demon was absorbed, and countless demonic powers were drawn out of its body by his technique.

The demon showed a look of horror, wanting to escape, but it was too late. Huang Batian was invigorated and absorbed the demon, constantly saying, "Heh heh heh, I didn't expect my technique to be so powerful that even demons can't escape! When my divine skill is complete, won't it be the time for me to dominate the world?"

Stone Buddha exclaimed in his heart that Huang Batian's Starving Ghost Absorption Technique was becoming more and more powerful. At this moment, he could only flatter him, "Boss, your domination of the world is just around the corner! Congratulations, Boss, on achieving immortality and eternal prosperity!"

Huang Batian waved his hand, and a demon was completely absorbed by him. Then, he relentlessly chased after the other demons, absorbing them all to death before stopping.

It must be said that this Xuan Yin Starving Ghost Absorption Technique is truly extremely powerful. When paired with Huang Batian's Corrupt the Heavens and Devour the Earth Technique, it's simply a perfect match. With the addition of these two divine skills, Huang Batian is innately in an invincible position.

After absorbing all the demons, Huang Batian laughed loudly and said, "A mere demon! Don't even mention demons, even demon kings will not return after meeting me!"

Stone Buddha rolled his eyes, thinking, 'You're just bragging here. I don't know who was scared and almost peed his pants just now.'

At this time, perhaps because he had just absorbed the demons, his cultivation had increased greatly, which made Huang Batian's heart extremely inflated.

His arrogant face couldn't help but look towards the blood-red garment on the altar.