Chapter 77: Everyone, Let’s Discuss in My Sword!
“Just in time, I’ve been wanting to meet them again.”
Zhou Tong’s lips revealed a sinister curve as he stood up, ready to take action immediately.
“I’ll accompany you.”
The Sage Heart Demon Lord stepped forward, determined to sever ties with her past and live as a human in this life.
This action might serve as a good initiation oath.
To avoid alarming the enemy, Mu Ran Ya had no choice but to stay in the Heavenly Prison, and so did Zhang Chuqiao.
The Little Demoness suddenly stood up, her gaze pinning Long Lingyun, who also wanted to rise. She took Zhou Tong’s arm, displaying an affectionate demeanor.
“I want to go too; it’s the perfect opportunity to test my new abilities.”
Her fingertips gripped a Spirit Talisman, continuously infusing it with Spiritual Power as she inscribed extremely complicated patterns.
This talisman was definitely of a high order; once completed, it would unleash a terrifying might.
This could also be considered a unique gathering of power, somewhat akin to the Heavenly Sword within the Six Combinations Annihilation Sword.
“Thank you, everyone.”
The Guard Leader expressed his profound gratitude, and under his guidance, the three quickly arrived at Qian Miaoyu’s bedroom.
“Your Majesty was taken while sleeping…”
Zhou Tong approached the bedside, a slight smile on his face, for he had long been familiar with this place.
One very interesting detail was that there was no lingering presence of Qian Miaoyu here.
This indicated that she had not returned for at least four hours.
“When was your Majesty taken?”
“Back, Guest Senior… about half an hour ago.”
Hearing this, Zhou Tong’s smile deepened.
“Kill him!”
The Sage Heart’s expression was cold as she released her killing intent toward the Guard Leader.
“I share the same sentiment.”
Zhou Tong moved, gripping the opponent’s throat with one hand.
“You…”
“Shut up! Do you think such petty tricks can fool me?”
The other’s complexion changed drastically; he finally dropped the act, exuding a strong black aura.
That was pure Demonic Energy.
Since his rebirth, it was Zhou Tong’s first time encountering a purebred Heavenly Demon—today was indeed a memorable day.
“Killing me won’t be that easy!”
The opponent unleashed his aura, attempting to break free from the confinement.
“Just a Heaven-Cutting Realm; how can you stir up waves?”
Zhou Tong scoffed, exerting force, and sent the other flying, the dark demonic body shattering into two pieces in the air.
“Hahaha… strong enough, but too bad you can’t kill me!”
The opponent laughed maniacally, his body quickly healing; a fatal injury to a human was merely a minor ailment to a Heavenly Demon.
“Thank you for reminding me of this disgusting feeling; in return…”
Zhou Tong’s left hand glowed, and immediately, a Black Sword took form.
This black sword was exceptionally strange, chillingly overbearing, emitting black mist.
Compared to this black mist, even the Demonic Energy seemed much purer, as gentle as a little lamb.
“What… what is this thing?”
The Demonic Race widened its eyes, sensing an overwhelming threat.
“Come, come, no need for idle chatter, just step into my Human Emperor Sword for a chat!”
The Sage Heart grimaced; this was the Ghost’s Human Emperor Sword? It was clearly the Netherworld Sword!
Those slain by this sword, regardless of whether they were human or demon, would have their souls and spirit imprisoned within the sword, becoming an army of undead utterly loyal to Zhou Tong.
“No!!”
The demon was terrified and turned to flee.
But just then, a voice heralding death came from behind.
“Six Combinations Annihilation Sword, Earth, Netherworld Furnace!”
A black crescent sword qi slashed through the heavens and the earth, emitting roars like a ghostly wail, rushing from behind, hitting the target dead on!
“Ahh!”
The Heavenly Demon crumpled, rapidly withering before disappearing entirely, leaving not even a trace of Demonic Energy.
“That’s terrifying.”
The Sage Heart trembled; if all humans mastered such means, would the Demonic Race have any hope of survival?
“The trail ends here.”
The Little Demoness frowned.
“Not yet.”
The Sage Heart flicked her sleeve, revealing a black hole hovering above the bed as if it was the entrance to a certain space.
Zhou Tong infused his Spiritual Power into it, and with a loud bang, that space was completely destroyed.
No need to think; this was a trap, and that previous demon had intended to lure them into it.
“It seems the opponent already knows our secrets, wanting to take us down without bloodshed.”
The Little Demoness sneered, “Zhao Wutian is indeed a schemer; he spares no effort in being a lackey.”
“Don’t worry, this is a den of cunning demons; where there’s a fake, there must be a true one. I’ve already locked onto the position of another entrance.”
The Sage Heart was indeed professional, calculating even faster than Zhou Tong.
The three shifted out of the palace, bypassing the Imperial Tutor Mansion, and arrived at another luxurious estate.
This was the division of the Heavenly Dao Mansion stationed in the Imperial Capital. Zhou Tong extended his Spiritual Power and found at least two hundred people present.
He soon found it amusing.
Each individual here harbored Demonic Energy, alongside over a dozen purebred Heavenly Demons—this was a true den of demons.
“Make your move.”
At a command, the horn of death was sounded.
“Talisman nineteen, Heaven and Earth Prison!”
The Little Demoness raised her hand, and with the explosion of the Spirit Talisman, an inverted barrier enveloped the estate, completely sealing it off.
“Who is it!”
“Enemy attack, everyone be careful.”
The people here were stirred, but they did not care, clearly overconfident.
“Who is so bold as to wreak havoc here? Do you know this is…”
“I’m in a hurry; let’s all step into my sword before we continue talking.”
A black light swept across, plunging straight down from the sky.
Immediately, the “Human Emperor Sword” released black ripples like a raging sea, leaving nothing alive in its wake.
The main focus was on leaving no survivors!
In just a few breaths, this den of demons was subdued, and a larger black hole emerged in the void, resembling the mouth of an abyss, ready to swallow reality.
This was the true entrance.
The three didn’t hesitate, stepping in side by side.
…
In a pitch-black space, Qian Miaoyu slowly woke, realizing she had been kidnapped.
When she saw the culprit, a chill coursed through her.
Black all over, with sharp fangs and exuding heavy malice.
Wasn’t this the embodiment of a Heavenly Demon?
“Allow me to introduce myself; I’m the leader of the Demonic Race. You may call me Tunlan Commander.”
“What do you want?”
“Quite simple. Hand over the empire’s dragon vein, and I can spare your life.”
“I see, so you’re after that?”
Qian Miaoyu sneered, “No way!”
“I knew you wouldn’t comply, so I’ve prepared a Soul Capture Technique for you. You will soon obediently listen.”
The Demonic Commander emanated black energy, enveloping Qian Miaoyu.
“Hiss… My head hurts; he’s trying to force me into madness!”
Qian Miaoyu sensed something was wrong. One hand clutched her chest, feeling exceedingly vexed.
“Wait? How could I forget this!”
Her expression shifted as she touched a brocade box, containing the calming pill refined by Zhou Tong.
“What a stroke of luck! Guest Senior, you’ve helped me once more!”
Without a second thought, she immediately swallowed the pill!
