Chapter 2019: Demon Might Overwhelming the Sky
Shocked, Zhang Ruochen quickly took out Life Spring and fed it to Shangguan Que.
He could see that although Shangguan Que’s injuries appeared healed, his vitality had been severely damaged. After all, he was not a Martial Saint King; his physical body was too fragile. If the lost vitality could not be replenished, it might not be long before Shangguan Que’s body began to fail.
Regardless, the fact that the hole in Shangguan Que’s chest healed so quickly was certainly related to the Undying Blood Clan. Zhang Ruochen couldn’t help but think of the Blood Beasts in the Endless Abyss.
Those Blood Beasts were originally ordinary Barbarian Beasts, but due to some special circumstances, they had mutated into terrifying Blood Beasts.
Could it be that Shangguan Que himself had undergone a similar mutation?
“It seems my teacher has already fallen under someone’s control. What exactly does that person in the Endless Abyss want?” Zhang Ruochen pondered silently.
After drinking the Life Spring, Shangguan Que’s spirit and energy recovered somewhat. He sighed deeply and said, “Your Highness the Crown Prince, if you must go to the Endless Abyss, please be extremely cautious.”
“Teacher, don’t worry. I won’t do anything without being certain of success.” Zhang Ruochen nodded.
In fact, he had long been preparing for his journey to the Endless Abyss. He wondered if Shi Mingyuan had already refined the Great Saint-level Blood-Suppressing Talisman.
Shangguan Que needed rest, so Zhang Ruochen and the others did not linger. After a brief farewell, they took their leave.
Although their visit to the Shangguan Clan had not resolved many doubts, it had at least yielded some gains.
Zhang Ruochen kept replaying Shangguan Que’s words before he vomited blood: “Xue Hou was actually not born into the Undying Blood Clan in the Kunlun Realm.” This sentence undoubtedly revealed a great deal of information.
Inevitably, Zhang Ruochen thought of the Underworld King, who was imprisoned in the Nether Prison.
Earlier, when he had entered the fifteenth layer of the Nether Hell and personally interacted with the Underworld King, the latter had claimed that Xue Hou was his younger sister.
At the time, Zhang Ruochen had been extremely shocked, thinking it was impossible, given that the eras of the Underworld King and Xue Hou were separated by ten thousand years.
But now, combined with what Shangguan Que had said, Zhang Ruochen felt that the Underworld King’s words might not be false.
If both the Underworld King and Xue Hou were descendants of some deity from the Undying Blood Clan in the Hell Realm, then even if their ages differed by a hundred thousand years, it would be nothing surprising.
But why would a deity of the Undying Blood Clan in the Hell Realm go to such lengths to secretly send two descendants into the Kunlun Realm? Did they think that with the Underworld King and Xue Hou, they could destroy the Kunlun Realm?
Zhang Ruochen shook his head forcefully, casting aside the many distracting thoughts. These issues were too complex; no matter how hard he tried to think about them, he would get no results, only adding to his worries.
“Farewell, Your Highness the Crown Prince.”
Shangguan Yong personally escorted Zhang Ruochen and the others out of the Que Saint King Manor, letting out a deep breath as if relieved of a great burden.
After leaving the Que Saint King Manor, Zhang Ruochen and his companions did not immediately depart from Xingluo City, as they had no urgent matters to attend to.
“Back then, the Emperor personally struck Xue Hou down into the Endless Abyss, and there has been no news of her since. Could it be that Xue Hou is still alive?” Mingjiang Wang speculated.
Zhang Ruochen’s gaze was deep and profound. “I want to know the answer too, so I must go to the Endless Abyss. I want to see who exactly wants to meet me and what their purpose is.”
After meeting Shangguan Que, Zhang Ruochen’s resolve to go to the Endless Abyss had only strengthened.
“Hmm? Isn’t that Shangguan Xianyan, the Holy Maiden of the Blood God Sect? Why is she in such a sorry state?”
Suddenly, Mu Lingxi exclaimed in surprise.
Hearing this, Zhang Ruochen immediately snapped back to reality. Turning his gaze, he indeed saw two figures rushing hastily into the Que Saint King Manor.
Zhang Ruochen was familiar with both of them—Shangguan Xianyan and Elder Yuanzhou.
The Shangguan Clan had a very close relationship with the Blood God Sect, with many disciples serving in the sect. Shangguan Xianyan and Elder Yuanzhou were representative figures—one being the Holy Maiden of the Blood God Sect, and the other a Saint Elder.
After the battle at Moyou Valley, only two of the Blood God Sect’s six Saint Elders remained. Elder Yuanzhou was one of them, holding a pivotal position in the sect.
“Both Shangguan Xianyan and Elder Yuanzhou have reached the Saint King Realm. Why are they in such a state? Could something have happened to the Blood God Sect?”
Zhang Ruochen’s brow furrowed slightly.
If it were a matter concerning ordinary sect forces, he could ignore it, but the Blood God Sect was different. After all, he had another identity—the Sect Leader of the Blood God Sect. Moreover, the Endless Abyss was also located within the Blood God Sect.
Just as he was thinking, Zhang Ruochen’s expression changed as he sensed an extremely powerful aura rapidly approaching Xingluo City.
The next moment, a terrifying demonic aura tore through the sky, appearing above Xingluo City.
Within that demonic aura stood a man.
He was tall, nearly a zhang in height, with his upper body bare. Strikingly, he had four arms, each thick and muscular, bulging like coiled flood dragons.
Behind this man, a vortex of demonic aura slowly rotated, deep and unfathomable, as if it could devour everything in the world.
“Such strong demonic aura. This man must be cultivating the Heavenly Demon Devouring God Diagram from the thirty-six Heavenly Demon Stone Inscriptions, and he has already reached a very high level.” Zhang Ruochen murmured.
The thirty-six Heavenly Demon Stone Inscriptions each contained peerless divine arts of extraordinary significance, not something ordinary people could comprehend, let alone cultivate.
The Kunlun Realm possessed the original Heavenly Demon Stone Inscriptions, but over time, many of the originals had been lost.
As far as Zhang Ruochen knew, the Black Market held the most Heavenly Demon Stone Inscriptions, a total of nine.
The Ming Emperor Palace had once collected two, but after the Sacred Bright Empire fell, their whereabouts became unknown.
Additionally, the Blood God Sect also had four Heavenly Demon Stone Inscriptions, and many of its disciples cultivated the peerless demonic arts contained within them.
Zhang Ruochen vaguely remembered that among the four Heavenly Demon Stone Inscriptions collected by the Blood God Sect, there was the Heavenly Demon Devouring God Diagram that this four-armed man was cultivating.
“A Nine-Step Saint King at the peak of the Dao Domain realm, and cultivating the Heavenly Demon Stone Inscriptions—this man must be from the Black Demon Realm.”
In an instant, Zhang Ruochen deduced the identity and origin of the four-armed man.
Because in the Kunlun Realm, no one should have cultivated the Heavenly Demon Devouring God Diagram to such a level.
Zhang Ruochen’s gaze turned icy. Knowing the deeds of the Black Heart Demon Lord, he felt even more disgust toward the Black Demon Realm.
The four-armed man made no effort to conceal his aura; instead, he deliberately released his powerful presence, enveloping the entire Xingluo City.
At that moment, everyone in Xingluo City looked up, terrified at the demonic figure hovering in the sky.
“Who is that? How can he be so terrifying?”
“Such a powerful expert appearing in Xingluo City—what does he want?”
“Damn it, it’s Du Mosheng from the Black Demon Realm. He delights in slaughter and loves to devour the blood and qi of living beings. Is he planning to attack Xingluo City?”
“To encounter Du Mosheng in Xingluo City—if I had known, I would never have come here.”
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Many cultivators in Xingluo City felt their scalps go numb, wishing they could flee from Du Mosheng immediately.
It was no wonder; Du Mosheng’s fearsome reputation was well-known, and few could help but feel dread at the thought of him going on a killing spree in Xingluo City.