Chapter 467: BOSS · Demon Monarch emerges!

Xiang Wuhui held his wooden sword, his eyes indifferent.

“Are you the Demon Monarch of that generation 1000 years ago, Wu Ao?” He looked at the demon beast in the sky and spoke.

The great demon heard its name and was immediately shocked, looking abruptly at the Wine Sword Venerable.

“Human junior, you actually know my name?” It was incredibly confident and smiled proudly.

“It seems that I did indeed leave quite a shadow on your human race back then, hahahahahaha!!” ===== CHAPTER 960 =====

Xiang Wuhui was over a hundred years old, yet he was called a junior.

This shows the longevity of the demon race.

Demon beasts that reach the Venerable realm, if no one suppresses and kills them, can live for thousands of years.

Su Ming was a bit surprised; such a weak Fifth-Rank demon was actually a Demon Monarch from a thousand years ago?

Could it be that the magic power in the Demon-Suppressing Tower had been constantly refining it, causing it to be so weak now?

Xiang Wuhui tilted his head, took a drink of the top-grade Daughter’s Wine, with a hint of intoxication, his smile contemptuous.

“Hehe…”

He was thin, holding a lonely wooden sword, standing in the demonic wind filling the sky, giving a sense of lonely invincibility.

“The demon race is indeed stupid.”

“Wu Ao, you have been refined in the Demon-Suppressing Tower for a thousand years, and your cultivation has long been more than half lost.”

“Now you only have the strength of the early Golden Core stage; you can’t even be called a Venerable anymore,” he sneered.

Upon hearing this, Wu Ao’s eyes were shocked.

Its body, fused from five beasts including a deer head, human body, and snake skin, trembled slightly, seemingly unable to believe it.

“No… impossible!”

It hurriedly probed its own power and found it was true.

In the thousand years in the Demon-Suppressing Tower, it had been using secret arts to protect itself, seeking not to be wiped out by the magic power.

It could be said that it survived by lingering on its last breath until now.

But even if it could survive, it had indeed lost much of its cultivation power unknowingly, with less than one-tenth of its cultivation remaining.

But it had no fear, only boundless arrogance.

“Hehe, what does it matter if my cultivation is lost?”

“Give me another hundred years, and I can still rank among the Demon Venerables again.”

“And your human race does not have this chance to make a comeback.”

“Now that the Demon-Suppressing Tower is broken, soon there will be endless Demon Monarchs and Demon Ancestors rushing out, follow me to slaughter the world!”

It grinned and said.

“Great demons in the world only know how to transform into humans.”

“And I, Wu Ao, have peerless talent, exploring a new path myself; not transforming into human form, but transforming into the form of five beasts, gathering the talents of five kinds of living beings, which can be called invincible on land!”

“After slaughtering your human race, it is only a matter of time before I return to the Demon Venerable realm!”

“Don’t talk about Demon Venerable, even Demon Saint is not impossible…”

It stopped halfway through its sentence.

“Noisy.” Xiang Wuhui snorted coldly.

The next instant, his body disappeared from where he stood.

A dark white sword beam traversed the nine heavens, directly killing it on the spot, purple demon blood splashing.

With just one strike, he killed this former Demon Monarch.

But it was only the first great demon to escape from the Demon-Suppressing Tower.

Boom, boom, boom!!!

The next instant, heaven and earth lost their color, the cracks at the top of the Demon-Suppressing Tower collapsed even more, and then a sea-like demonic wind swept out, covering the sky.

The entire world was pitch black.

The cracks extended downward, finally reaching the bottom of the tower.

Xiang Wuhui landed, his eyes filled with endless worry.

“The Demon-Suppressing Tower is destroyed, the human race’s great calamity has arrived…” he sighed.

Hum!

In the crack of the Demon-Suppressing Tower, at the very top, a purple light appeared, condensing into the figure of a middle-aged man in a purple robe, appearing suspended in the air.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his brow full of majesty, as if he could destroy ten thousand people with a wave of his hand.

He looked down and found that the ground was full of rotting corpses of Shushan disciples.

Only one person was still alive.

Wine Sword Venerable, Xiang Wuhui!

“Xiang Wuhui… long time no see.” His voice was indifferent, like a monarch descending upon the world.

His eyes were playful, as if he had seen an old friend.

“It seems that Wei Tianhai did indeed save your life at the last moment.”

Xiang Wuhui looked up at this person, and endless cold sword intent flashed in his aged eyes.

“Demon Monarch…” he said in a low, stern voice.

Hearing these two words, Su Ming and everyone around him were full of fighting spirit.

Demon Monarch!?

Hearing the name, they knew that this person was the BOSS of this world!

Sure enough, the voice of the world rules sounded the next instant.

[Warning! World BOSS appeared!]

[Warning! World BOSS appeared!]

Golden light flashed in Su Ming’s eyes, and he immediately checked its information.

[BOSS · Last Generation Demon Monarch of the Demon Race · Zi Tuo]

[Race: Demon Beast]

[Level: 70]

[Strength: 12834]

[Constitution: 10999]

[Agility: 5298]

[Spirit: 5962]

[Luck: 100]

[Talent]

[Ancestral Blood: The power of the demon race’s bloodline is like a large net, intertwined with each other, which allows it to inherit the knowledge, demon arts, and even part of the cultivation of other demons from birth, and it naturally gains the Epic-level self-healing skill (Evil Flesh Self-Filling)]

[Skills]

[Evil Flesh Self-Filling: The demon race’s innate self-healing passive skill, which can absorb heaven and earth spiritual energy anytime and anywhere to heal wounds; only sword wounds can slow down the self-healing speed of this skill]

[Death Monarch Descends: It reveals its demon beast prototype, transforming into a terrifying soul mist, swallowing a thousand meters around, and all units within will have their spiritual energy and lifespan swallowed and deprived by it]

[Ancient Ancestor Art: A cultivation art passed down by the demon race for ten thousand years, capable of plundering the cultivation of other cultivators through extremely brutal means, and even increasing cultivation by devouring human flesh; it is a must-learn art for all demons, and Zi Tuo has clearly practiced it to the peak, and all demons can share the Demon Monarch’s comprehension of this art]

[Heaven-Shaking Fist: A top-tier fist technique that shakes the heavens with its fist, with terrifying power]

[……]

[BUFF]

[Sword Wound: A terrifying sword wound remains on its spine, constantly suppressing its realm, preventing it from returning to the Demon Saint realm]

[Dao Refining Tolerance: It has been refined in the Demon-Suppressing Tower for a hundred years and has developed some resistance to Daoist arts; the power of all Daoist arts against it is reduced by 30%]

[Demonic Power Plunder: It is constantly extracting the power of other demons in the Demon-Suppressing Tower]

[BOSS Background Introduction]

[It originally had Demon Saint cultivation, but its spine was shattered by the human Sword Saint Wei Tianhai’s final sword strike, and its realm fell to Demon Venerable. Although it constantly slaughtered and plundered the demonic energy of other demon compatriots in the tower during the hundred years in the Demon-Suppressing Tower, successfully maintaining its realm from falling further, and returned to the Half-Saint realm, the hope of returning to the Demon Saint realm is still slim, unless the sword wound heals…]

[Its strength has reached the peak of this dungeon world, so its full-strength strike is enough to tear space temporarily, not just create cracks]

[Even without entering the Demon Saint realm, its strength is enough to sweep across the entire Shushan world] ===== CHAPTER 961 =====