Chapter 67: The Demon Son Dispute

This day, Meng Su was sleeping soundly in his small hut when a flurry of footsteps rapidly approached from afar.

"Brother Meng, come out quickly, someone has killed their way to the Danmo Sect." Dongfang Mao shouted, waking Meng Su up.

"Who is so blind as to dare come to our Danmo Sect to cause trouble?" Meng Su said, rubbing his sleepy eyes.

"Get up quickly, they are specifically looking for you."

Meng Su reluctantly accompanied Dongfang Mao to the main gate of the Danmo Sect.

Looking from afar, there were about a hundred ragged-looking demon cultivators standing in twos and threes at the gate. This situation reminded Meng Su of his time as a beggar. "Could it be that Wang Er Mazi, whom I beat up, found out I was cultivating here and sent people to find trouble?"

Meng Su looked carefully but did not find Wang Er Mazi at the scene.

Meng Su looked at the three leading young men with a puzzled expression.

Seeing someone come out from the sect, the demon cultivators outside all looked at Meng Su.

The three leading young men looked Meng Su up and down: "Are you Meng Su of the Fire Demon Sect?"

Meng Su: "That is correct, do you know me?"

"Do you dare to fight me?"

"Damn it, who are you? Are you itching for a beating? You are no match for me." Meng Su saw that the person speaking was only at the mid-stage of Demon God. Since his battle with Wu Linglong, Meng Su had extreme confidence in himself; cultivators below the mid-stage of Demon Saint posed almost no threat to him. As for Demon Saint-level cultivators, although Meng Su could not kill them, it was not easy for them to kill him either. And the opponent was only at the mid-stage of Demon God, only two small realms higher than himself.

"Whether I am a match or not, we will only know after we fight."

That demon cultivator pointed a hand at Meng Su.

This finger had no demonic power, no supernatural ability. But Meng Su vaguely felt uneasy in his heart. He immediately mobilized his thought power and put himself in a state of alert.

As the demon cultivator's finger moved, the air seemed to freeze. The ground less than a zhang in front of Meng Su suddenly arched upward. After arching, the ground rapidly solidified into a mud person, and the mud person threw a punch at Meng Su.

This strange scene made Meng Su suspect he had returned to the desert of the Five Elements Sect.

Meng Su raised his fist to meet the mud person's fist, shattering the mud person with one blow, but that cultivator disappeared. A mud person stood in the position where the cultivator had been standing, and the cultivator appeared in front of Meng Su; the mud person and the demon cultivator had swapped places.

That cultivator threw a palm at Meng Su.

This palm manifested dozens of phantoms before it even reached Meng Su. He did not know which one was the real attack.

Meng Su could not judge the real attack, so he did not move; the real attack would naturally fall on him.

Sure enough, the phantoms finally gathered into one palm, and that palm landed solidly on Meng Su's body. Meng Su's body blurred, and his thought body appeared on the surface of his body. That palm felt as if it had hit a swamp. It was only an inch away from Meng Su's body, but it could not push any further.

Meng Su extended his right hand, gripped the demon cultivator's wrist, and threw him forcefully. The demon cultivator was slammed hard onto the ground by Meng Su.

What made Meng Su's jaw drop was that the demon cultivator thrown to the ground suddenly turned into a mud person; after the mud person touched the ground, it melted directly into it. Meng Su looked up at the mud person behind him; at this time, the mud person had turned into a flesh-and-blood body.

Meng Su did not know whether to laugh or cry.

"A bit of skill, but thinking you can defeat me with these side-door tricks is pure wishful thinking. Quickly report your names, otherwise, if you annoy this master, I will exterminate you all."

"Boastful words. I am Gui Yaoling, the fourth-generation Demon Son of the Soul Demon Sect. Today, I have come to seek justice for our previous generation's Demon Son."

"Idiot, can you defeat me with just this sneaky supernatural ability?"

"Ignorant. You don't even recognize our Soul Demon Sect's Soul Body, yet you still want to mix in the Demon Realm?"

"Your Soul Demon Sect's Demon Body is a mud person? Brilliant, brilliant. You win, get lost quickly."

All demon arts would produce a Demon Body upon reaching the Demon God realm, but Meng Su truly did not know what the Soul Demon Sect's Demon Body was.

"Let me show you the power of our Soul Demon Sect." After Gui Yaoling finished speaking, his entire body suddenly shifted rapidly toward Meng Su. Because his movement speed was too fast, he dragged long phantoms behind his body. This was the Soul Demon Sect's Soul Shifting Step. This Soul Shifting Step did not require moving one's feet at all; it directly used the soul to drive the physical body to move, which was quite swift.

Meng Su himself had "Body Follows Thought." How could he fear this Soul Shifting Step?

Meng Su glanced at the position where Gui Yaoling had originally stood, his figure flickered, and he arrived behind Gui Yaoling, kicking him in the back. This kick had immense power, but Gui Yaoling's body seemed to have no weight, not even a physical entity, and there was no point of force. Meng Su almost kicked empty air.

Before Meng Su could stand steady, two hands suddenly stretched out from the ground, grabbed Meng Su's feet, and rapidly pulled Meng Su into the mud.

Meng Su was pulled halfway into the soil by these two hands. This was not the end; a wooden sword suddenly appeared in the void above Meng Su's head. The sword body was pitch black, and countless runes flashed on it. It pierced toward Meng Su's head like a black meteor.

At the same time, several long mud ropes curled up from the ground, binding Meng Su tightly.

From the beginning, Meng Su's contempt for his opponent had put him in a passive position, and until now, he had been tormented into a dangerous situation by this ghostly and unpredictable supernatural ability.

At the critical moment, Meng Su channeled his thought power to the fullest, adding it to the black wooden sword piercing through the void above his head. The wooden sword was extremely fast and wrapped in runes; those runes shielded part of Meng Su's thought power, and Meng Su only slightly changed the direction of the black wooden sword.

The black wooden sword deviated from Meng Su's head and pierced downward, brushing against the tip of Meng Su's nose. Meng Su continued to control the black sword, and the black sword cut the mud ropes binding his body against his chest. The mud ropes turned back into dust and returned to the ground.

Meng Su spun in the ground, broke free from the pulling force of the underground hands, and flew into the air.

Meng Su, who had just flown into the air, was met by Gui Yaoling's true body, which suddenly appeared in front of him and threw a punch at him.

Meng Su swung his fist to meet Gui Yaoling. As the two fists collided, with a *boom*, a strange force almost shook Meng Su's soul body out of his physical body.

The Taiji Demon Pill inside Meng Su's body firmly controlled his soul body within his physical body. Borrowing the force of this punch, Meng Su floated backward for dozens of zhang.

After standing steady, Meng Su shook his head and gave a bitter smile. There were still many capable people and strange individuals in this world. Demon cultivators who could be selected as Demon Sons were almost all elites of a sect and were all exceptionally powerful. Meng Su put away his contempt.

Gui Yaoling swayed in front of Meng Su, his body blurring; this was a precursor to launching the next round of attacks. But Meng Su did not give him the chance.

The Soul Demon Sect's supernatural ability is bizarre in that it separates soul and flesh; high-level Soul Demon cultivators discard their physical bodies, using all things in the world as their flesh. Currently, this Gui Yaoling has not yet cultivated to that point, but as a heaven-gifted talent of the Soul Demon Sect, he has cultivated his own system. Soul and flesh are interchangeable, fusing soul with flesh, and flesh with soul. Furthermore, he can deposit his soul into the void, making him impossible to find.

After standing steady, Meng Su closed his eyes, channeled his thought power to the fullest, and extended his hand toward the void. His five fingers formed a claw. This was exactly the supernatural ability from the Sunflower Manual—Nirvana Grasp. ===== CHAPTER 68 =====