Mortal Mirror

The monstrous demonic energy soared into the sky, and the sounds of the Great Brahma resonated throughout the heavens and earth.

This scene lasted for a full half of an incense stick's time.

All sounds ceased abruptly, just as the Stone Buddha was looking at that scene with puzzlement.

A surge of demonic energy rose into the sky, forming a massive storm that reached the heavens and the earth, seemingly tearing apart the firmament.

With a thunderous roar, the storm exploded violently, centered on the demonic flames, and a gale and demonic flames swept out in all directions.

Wherever it passed, all matter began to annihilate.

Even the twelve statues of the Demon Gods were destroyed and dissipated by the enormous power.

When the storm subsided and everything came to a standstill, the entire ancient city had disappeared, leveled to the ground by the immense power.

The demonic flames vanished, revealing a sinister and ruthless face: Huang Batian. He had not died after all.

At this moment, his skin was as pale as snow, and between the opening and closing of his eyes, a black light, like lightning, flashed out from his eyes for a full half a foot, then retracted into the depths of his eyes.

His gaze had become much more profound, and his temperament was even more extraordinary than before.

A terrifying power emanated from his body, making people feel chills down their spines and fear in their hearts.

And the dark golden demonic-纹(魔纹: demonic纹) demonic eye in his chest was in a half-open state, with countless dark golden demonic纹 spreading across his arms, the irregular shapes crawling all over his two arms, looking very ferocious and chilling.

Huang Batian suddenly raised his arms, and infinite power was released from his body, causing the entire space behind him to tremble and shake.

Within a radius of about a mile, there were even huge roaring and exploding sounds, and the ancient city, which had already been razed to the ground, began to collapse under this immense power, forming a huge pit.

The Stone Buddha trembled at this scene. It was too terrifying. He had not expected that Huang Batian had not only not died but had become so terrifying that even he could not see what Huang Batian's current cultivation level was.

But at this moment, a scream came from Huang Batian's mouth, and looking at his arm, at the place of the dark golden demonic纹, blood was constantly overflowing, making the demonic纹 appear terrifying.

"Damn it, it's really unimaginable that this damn blood of the Demon Ancestor actually left a backup plan. But so what? Even the heavens can't take me, Huang Batian. If you want to play with me, then I'll play with you."

The Stone Buddha hurried to Huang Batian's side, pretending to be concerned and asked, "Boss, what's the situation?"

Huang Batian said coldly, "I didn't expect that although the blood of the Demon Ancestor brought me incomparably terrifying energy, it would backlash me once I used it beyond its capacity. Damn it, to crack this kind of backlash, I think I need to find a more powerful demonic scripture to cultivate."

"Boss, what is your current cultivation level? You look so terrifying."

Huang Batian glanced at the Stone Buddha with disdain and said, "Cultivation level? Just now, under the sacrifice of the twelve Demon Gods, I actually crossed two realms in a row and have already achieved the Spirit Transformation Stage.

When my divine skill is completed, becoming a Demon God is just around the corner."

The Stone Buddha looked at Huang Batian with surprise and some disappointment in his heart, but he immediately flattered him, "I knew that you, Big brother, are blessed with good fortune and will surely achieve immortality, eternal prosperity, and dominate the world in the near future."

"Hehehe, well, although all of this is flattery, it sounds very comfortable. When my divine skill is completed, everyone will have to prostrate themselves at my feet. Li Ergou, aren't you very strong? Sooner or later, I will make you kneel at my feet.

I will make you wish you were dead, forever living under my halo, hahahaha, hahahaha..."

Li Ergou probably never dreamed that Huang Batian would have such luck. From now on, Huang Batian is no longer the Huang Batian he once was.

And at this moment, Li Ergou is about to pass out from suffering.

Ahead, he doesn't know where it is. He only knows that he was caught by the Nine-Headed Bird and flew for a long, long time. Finally, when he couldn't hold on anymore.

Just when he was about to give up, he saw a vast lake. The lake was boundless, like the sea. Two words suddenly appeared in his mind...Beihai(北海: North Sea).

He wondered if it was such a coincidence that he had really come to the North Sea. This is the base camp of the demon race. If that's the case, wouldn't he be doomed?

No, even if he didn't come, he would probably be doomed anyway.

Alas, is he ultimately unable to escape death? He felt a sense of utter despair in his heart.

But at this moment, a grand voice suddenly came from afar, "Bold! Who dares to intrude into the ancestral realm of the North Sea? Are you tired of living?"

He saw the calm lake water suddenly churning, and a huge body appeared. It was a pig demon. Li Ergou was not mistaken. The pig demon was extremely tall, and a pig's head was like half a hill.

Behind him, there were even a pair of huge, white wings.

As soon as he appeared, even the Nine-Headed Bird had to stop. It looked at the pig demon and said in a hoarse voice, "It's you, Number Two Under Heaven."

Li Ergou exclaimed in amazement. He didn't expect that this was the number one expert of the demon race, Number Two Under Heaven.

Number Two Under Heaven looked at the Nine-Headed Bird, slightly surprised, and then said with a light sigh, "It's you, Nine-Headed Monster. Damn, didn't you die? How are you still alive? Am I seeing things?"

As soon as he said this, he saw his body turn, and infinite demon energy rose up. After the demon energy passed, his body became smaller, only about ten feet tall, with a human body and a pig's head.

It must be said that although his height was much different from that of the Nine-Headed Bird, his aura was not weak.

On his shoulder, he didn't know when, a little girl appeared. The little girl was not big, about seven or eight years old, with big eyes and two braids combed behind her head, very cute.

She was holding a half-foot long, finger-thick, crystal-clear thing like sugar cane in her hand, taking a bite and chewing it in her mouth, looking very enjoyable.

Those big, dark eyes kept watching the huge body of the Nine-Headed Bird, but there was no surprise in her eyes, only curiosity, as if she was used to seeing such giants.

He heard her clear voice say, "Pig Uncle, who is this big guy? Look, its head is rotten, but it's still alive. It's so amazing. But I know so many powerful people in the demon race, how come I don't know him? Looking at you, it seems like you're very familiar with him."

Number Two Under Heaven laughed and said, "Don't ask about adults' business. This is a very powerful existence in our demon race, but I thought he was dead. How did he come back to life? Strange, strange."

Speaking of this, he looked at the Nine-Headed Bird again and said, "Nine-Headed Monster, I'm asking you, how are you still alive? Don't you know that you can't enter the ancestral court without the summons of the Demon Ancestor and the Dragon Emperor?"