Chapter 81: Helping You Become a Demon

While the Yang family members still had their eyes fixed on Shi Xiaoxiao, Yang Ju had already perished, and Yang Lu was greatly shocked. Although advancing to the Demon Saint realm was not as difficult as advancing to the Demon Lord realm, it was still extremely hard. Among these ten Demon Saints, only Yang Lu was at the mid-stage of the Demon Saint realm, while the rest were all at the early stage. Although Yang Ju was mediocre, he was still a Demon Saint at the early stage. What kind of realm could someone be in to kill a Demon Saint at the early stage in an instant? Was it the peak of the Demon Saint realm, or was it a Demon Lord?

If it were the peak of the Demon Saint realm, they might still be able to have one or two people escape. If it were a Demon Lord, then absolutely no one at the scene would be able to escape with their lives. But Yang Lu did not sense the aura of a Demon Lord. Demon Lords were powerful; their mere pressure alone would cause cultivators at the Demon God realm to be crushed to pieces. What was certain was that it was not a Demon Lord.

Then it must be the mid-stage or peak of the Demon Saint realm, which meant there was still a chance to fight. Yang Lu gathered his spirits and first tried to use words to pressure the opponent: "Which senior is this? We are a family of the Demon Capital, the Yang family. As long as you withdraw now, and visit our Yang family in the future, our family will bestow one million Gathering Spirit Pills. If not, with you alone, wanting to kill all of us, you will definitely find it hard to gain any advantage."

"Hmph. Is the Yang family so remarkable? Within ten years, I will surely destroy the Yang family. Every person with the surname Yang will be ground to dust."

With words having reached this point, Yang Lu knew there was no way to end this peacefully. He waved his hand at the crowd, and countless supernatural abilities turned into flowing, colorful light and struck into that black and white vortex.

That vortex was quite strange, unlike any demonic body seen in the Demon Realm before. It seemed to be a bottomless pit; all supernatural abilities, as soon as they entered the vortex, were swallowed up completely. And with the impact of the supernatural abilities, the vortex actually grew twice as large.

The vortex spun faster and faster, and soon a hurricane blew up at the scene. From time to time, a hand would reach out from the vortex and pinch a nearby Demon God cultivator to death, and occasionally a foot would reach out and kick a Demon Saint, causing them to spray blood wildly.

In the center of the vortex, a silver needle faintly glowed. The needle spun rapidly, its tip carrying wisps of devouring power.

The silver needle danced in the void, stringing together Demon God realm cultivators before swallowing them up completely. Even their corpses turned into flying ash.

"Devouring Heaven Demon, are you the Devouring Heaven Demon?"

"So what if I am? You are all going to die anyway."

Yang Lu and Wu Linglong began to grow nervous. With the Devouring Heaven Demon out in the world, even at the Demon God realm, it could swallow all the cultivators present.

The shadow of the Devouring Heaven Demon in the hearts of the Demon Realm's cultivators was very deep, which could not help but make all the Demon cultivators fearful.

Meng Su's demonic body was a black and white vortex. This black and white vortex only circled once among the Yang family's cultivators and took away more than two hundred Demon God cultivators. The Demon Saint cultivators, seeing the strangeness of the vortex, retreated one after another. Those who were too slow to retreat grabbed the nearest Demon God cultivators and blocked them in front of themselves, so the Demon Saint cultivators were basically unharmed.

At Meng Su's current realm, wanting to completely swallow a Demon Saint was not yet realistic, and even swallowing a Demon God was a bit of a stretch, because the Devouring Heaven Demon Art was more effective at swallowing spiritual bodies, such as blood bodies, mist bodies, and soul bodies; it was not yet effective against flesh and blood bodies. But Meng Su had the Reincarnation Lotus, and with the addition of Nirvana Power to the Universe Needle, he instantly exhausted the life force of the Demon Gods.

Yang Lu slowly saw the trick. He knew that Meng Su's Devouring Heaven Demon Art was not yet perfect, or that he was not the true Devouring Heaven Demon, and his heart felt slightly at ease.

Yang Lu looked at the black and white vortex raging among the cultivators and took out two horns from his bosom. The two horns, one black and one red, were clearly the horns on the head of an Asura, and these horns were of a high level—Demon Saint-level Asura horns.

Yang Lu poured demonic power into the demonic horns, and lightning flashed between the two horns, but the coverage area was only about a square zhang.

Yang Lu roared: "Hurry and help, otherwise no one will be able to leave. The Devouring Heaven Demon is out in the world, and it will kill everyone. Have you forgotten?"

Six or seven Demon Saints immediately surrounded him. These Demon Saints formed a circle and transmitted their demonic power to Yang Lu, inputting it into the Asura horns through Yang Lu. Suddenly, lightning flashed on the Asura horns, instantly covering several dozen zhang, directly covering Meng Su's demonic body inside.

Lightning was the most rigid and yang energy between heaven and earth. This energy was powerful and overbearing, and Meng Su's demonic body could not absorb or digest it.

After the lightning, a ferocious laugh rang out in the void, and a figure walked slowly out of the vortex; it was Meng Su.

At this time, Meng Su was extremely strange. His entire body had turned into two colors, black and white, with pure white on the left and pure black on the right, and a clear boundary line from the center of his eyebrows downward, as if a line had divided his entire body into two halves. Even his eyeballs and clothes were half pure black and half pure white. This was Meng Su's second demonic body, and also a supernatural ability he had realized during his days of seclusion.

Meng Su, turned into a black and white person, let out a strange laugh, and his whole body moved rapidly through the crowd, fast as lightning. The lightning turned into by Yang Lu's Asura horns could not catch up with Meng Su.

Yang Lu, who was casting the spell, saw his vision brighten and then suddenly darken; Meng Su had already crossed the Demon Saints surrounding him and stood right in front of him.

Yang Lu was greatly shocked. How could there be a cultivator in the world with such speed? And he was only a Demon God. This movement technique was not the movement technique of the Devouring Heaven Demon. After Meng Su stood still, because his speed was too fast, he stirred up a gust of wind in front of him, and this gust of wind caused Yang Lu to blink his eyes involuntarily.

In that blink of an eye, the Asura demonic horns in his hand had changed owners and were held in Meng Su's hand. In that blink of an eye, Meng Su did three things. The first was: he snatched the demonic horns. The second was: he tapped the center of Yang Lu's eyebrows and planted a Devouring Seed in Meng Su. The third was: he slapped Yang Lu's firm, extremely masculine face more than a dozen times.

By the time Yang Lu opened his eyes, Meng Su had already disappeared among the Yang family's cultivators with bursts of cold laughter and had begun another round of harvesting lives.

Yang Lu, who opened his eyes, first felt a burning cold on his cheeks, then opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, along with a few teeth. Yang Lu shook his head, cleared his mind, and then discovered that the demonic horns in his hand were gone.

Yang Lu, having lost the demonic horns, felt a burst of panic. These demonic horns were a treasure of the Yang family, and they were not originally things belonging to his lineage. This time, in order to humiliate Shi Xiaoxiao, he had borrowed them from other Yang family members, but in the blink of an eye, they had been snatched away by Meng Su.

The Asura demonic horns were gone, but those six or seven Demon Saints were still desperately inputting demonic power into Yang Lu. At this moment, the Devouring Seed Meng Su had left on Yang Lu was activated.

A powerful suction force suddenly generated on Yang Lu's body, and this suction force acted directly on the seven Demon cultivators around him. The demonic power of the seven Demon cultivators surged madly into Yang Lu's body.

Those Demon Saints were greatly alarmed and said in a panic: "Yang Lu, you?"

"It's not me," Yang Lu hurriedly argued.

Once this channel for demonic power transmission was established, it was difficult to break, because the Devouring Seed was involved. In just three breaths of time, the demonic power of seven or eight Demon Saints was sucked dry. Their whole bodies went limp like dead dogs.

The Devouring Seed was extremely overbearing and did not stop just because it had sucked the demonic power dry. If there was no demonic power, there was still life force.

Another three breaths, and those Demon Saints aged rapidly, as if thousands of years had passed. Generally, the lifespan of a Demon Saint was only four or five thousand years. The life force of these Demon Saints flowed away rapidly, and soon they were white-haired and aged.

Yang Lu, having obtained the demonic power and life force, grew powerful rapidly. The demonic power filling his whole body almost caused Yang Lu to explode. Upon reaching a limit, Yang Lu began to advance, advancing from the mid-stage of the Demon Saint realm to the late-stage of the Demon Saint realm, and then advancing again, directly advancing to the peak of the Demon Saint realm.

A powerful force made Yang Lu feel wonderful, as if he had the power to pluck stars and chase the moon. This feeling was so good that it led Yang Lu to make one final desperate suction. Under Yang Lu's final suction, those eight Demon Saints turned into flying ash and dissipated in the void.

Just as Yang Lu was immersed in this wonderful feeling, a voice like a whisper rang in Yang Lu's ear: "How does it feel? Is it very powerful? I helped you become a demon." ===== CHAPTER 82 =====