Chapter 47: People of the True Realm, Demons of the True Realm (Part 2)

Wang Wu also doesn't know why he feels this impulse, but he vaguely feels it may be linked to the cultivation technique he practices. Right now his desire for the Sheep Demon's inner pill nearly burns him entirely.

A monster's inner pill can also be used by monsters, but its effect is far poorer. For monsters, the best thing is certainly a human cultivator's inner pill.

After demonic transformation, a monster's inner pill can naturally be used, and its effect is considerably better than ordinary monster pills, even approaching that of human pills. Yet almost no monster would choose its own already demonic inner pill, i. e., a demon pill.

The reason is simple: the name already carries the character "demon," which clearly indicates it's not something good.

Wang Wu is also a monster, so under normal circumstances he should be very afraid of this thing. Not only mentally, but also physically he would feel revulsion and fear.

But Wang Wu does not.

Though this might be due to his Earthling constitution; after all he is an Earthling, even if he was automatically localized here, he may still differ from native monsters.

However, Wang Wu does not think this is a matter of constitution.

It is definitely that technique, and most likely linked to the "Heavenly Demon Vajra Body" he is currently focusing on.

The Heavenly Demon Vajra Body cultivates the Heavenly Demon True Form; as for what the Heavenly Demon is… the technique manual states clearly: it is the embodiment of the "Heart Demon."

Enter the demon with the body, control the demon with the heart; the demon is me, I am the demon.

And a demonic monster can essentially be seen as an individual "devoured" by the Heart Demon, having failed to master it. As age advances, reason gradually fades, turning into a demon creature.

This precisely is the best example of demonic failure described in the Heavenly Demon Vajra Body manual.

In the past, these failed demonic entrants were the finest nourishment for other Heavenly Demon practitioners, a rare but valuable commodity. Now that Wang Wu cultivates the Heavenly Demon Body, this thing naturally becomes attractive to him.

But the past is past, the present is present. In the world of the assassin brother, generations of optimization have made the success rate of the Heavenly Demon Vajra Body extremely high, and demonic failure is virtually nonexistent.

Moreover, technological advances have given cultivators of the Heavenly Demon Vajra Body cheaper, more effective supplements, so there is no need to resort to this low‑cost‑performance method.

Whether it's the Extreme Heaven Vajra Sect or the Yin Extreme Divine Sect. Although the assassin brother repeatedly tells Wang Wu that they are the "Orthodox Great Sect" on their side, Wang Wu doesn't doubt it, yet he knows deep down what this "Orthodox Great Sect" actually is.

But there's no way out; he has no choice.

The Cloud Crane Sect's technique looks quite normal, but he spent a month without mastering it, so he'll set it aside for now.

No matter; after all he already has the top techniques of the Extreme Heaven Vajra Sect and the Yin Extreme Divine Sect at his disposal, so he'll just take the next step and see as he goes.

"I'll rush forward first; that monster wants to eat the cultivator's human pill, so I have to cut off its hand first. You wait for me to strike, then…" Wang Wu said, his peripheral glance sweeping over Wu Er Niang beside him, then he froze.

"What are you doing?" he asked, looking at Wu Er Niang who was taking off her clothes, a bit puzzled.

"I'll take off my clothes first, so that later when I reveal my true form I won't tear the clothes," Wu Er Niang said while stripping.

"Oh right, that too." Wang Wu only then realized, briefly contemplating whether he should also strip. After all, he doesn't have the comic‑book ability where the clothes remain intact after a fight, or automatically change into a new set.

But after thinking, he decided against it; it's just a set of clothes, and he isn't short of clothing now.

Shaking off the chaotic thoughts, Wang Wu focused all his attention on the Sheep Demon a hundred meters ahead. His body tensed, muscles bulging, Geng Metal Qi surged rapidly within, rushing to his limbs and bones.

"Golden Crow Divine Fire, Sun‑Wheel Golden Blade"

"Blazing Sun, Supreme Firmness and Yang"

Wang Wu silently recited the second layer mantra of the Sun‑Wheel Golden Blade in his mind; his waist blade instantly erupted in golden light, which then merged into the blade, forming a golden blood channel.

"Boom—"

Wang Wu's body shot out like a cannonball, rushing toward a point over a hundred meters away; under the boost of the "Extreme Heaven Leap Technique," the 150‑meter distance was covered in an instant.

Just as the Sheep Demon lifted the remaining half of the cultivator's body to its mouth, a fierce shout suddenly rang out, reaching its ears:

"Slash Moon!"

In an instant, golden light flashed in the forest, and the Geng Metal Qi emanating from the blade turned into a fierce wind, wrapping around the Sheep Demon's body, carving gouges on it.

"Roar—!!!"

Black blood spurted, a mournful wail echoed through the woods. A massive palm slipped down with a thud, crashing onto the ground. The Sheep Demon's scarlet eyes instantly locked onto the unexpected intruder.

"Aaaahhh—!!!"

It opened its mouth, emitting a mournful shriek. The sheep head twisted and writhed violently, then turned into a painful, distorted human face; shortly after, it reverted from the human face back to a sheep head.

The two states tangled back and forth, ultimately leaving it in a grotesque form that was neither fully human nor fully sheep.

"Kill, kill, kill…"

Looking at Wang Wu before it, the Sheep Demon's two eye‑like spots suddenly shed two streams of bloody tears.

The wound on its wrist where the palm had been cut was now covered in golden light, from which black smoke billowed, accompanied by the sound of flesh being corroded.

"Kill me… Aaaahhh… Kill me, kill me!!! Kill me!!!!"

The sheep's two legs folded, it knelt on the ground, emitting wailing roars. Its voice grew louder, deafening, even warping the surrounding air.

The bloody tears pouring from its eyes increased, not the foul black blood from its other wounds, but a deep crimson blood with a familiar iron‑rust scent—demon blood.

"Kill me!!!!!!!"

Wang Wu gripped his long blade, looking at the Sheep Demon that seemed slightly recovered from its demonic state. He expressionless, swung his right‑hand long blade, and opened his left hand's warrior fingers, where faint golden light flickered in his palm.

"Naturally."

Wang Wu spoke, then his body turned into an afterimage, moving even faster than before. He surged toward the Sheep Demon, flames blazing in his eyes, "The sea of suffering knows no bounds; I will now end your agony."

"Moro Heavenly Demon Palm!!"

He thrust out a palm strike, hitting the Sheep Demon's face directly. This is Wang Wu's most mastered technique, the Moro Heavenly Demon Palm, whose power is certainly not to be underestimated.

That palm struck the spot where the long sword had previously pierced the Sheep Demon, and with a "Bang" the area instantly exploded, exposing the brain tissue beneath.

Then a massive surge of golden light poured wildly into the Sheep Demon's brain, rampaging and rapidly spreading to all parts of its body, colliding with its internal demonic qi, and the two forces began a frenzied battle.

"Aaaahhh!! Ahh!!! Pain!! Eat, I want, I want to eat!!! Aaaah—!!!"

The Sheep Demon winced in pain, and the sliver of reason that had just returned vanished without a trace; it began swinging its intact arm, smashing everything around.

In the distance, beneath a massive tree on this blood‑stained battlefield, a cultivator with a horrifying hollow in his abdomen lay, his eyes fixed on the ongoing fight ahead.

Watching the man's silhouette, the dazzling golden light he emitted in battle, and the vast, majestic yet boundlessly ferocious aura, a faint glimmer of hope rose in her previously despondent eyes.

But immediately, a massive figure burst out from the trees behind the man, and the hopeful glint in her eyes abruptly vanished.

It was a centipede, a gigantic one over twenty meters long.

Demon.

The other demons have arrived.

(End of chapter)