Chapter 722: Blood Fiend Demon Monarch

As Qingmu Sanren went into seclusion, Haohan Cheng became increasingly strict.

Countless cultivators patrolled around Haohan Cheng, and those Golden Core and Nascent Soul stage cultivators were stationed all around the place where Qingmu Sanren was in seclusion.

The Nascent Soul stage cultivators of the Six Harmonies Gate had also all been withdrawn from other places.

There were a full twenty-two Nascent Soul stage cultivators, second only to the Piaomiao Palace in number; they were truly the third-largest force in Yunzhou.

There were also five cultivators at the late Nascent Soul stage.

Of course, relying solely on the Nascent Soul stage cultivators of the Six Harmonies Gate to protect the dharma was certainly not enough; at the most critical moment, only the late Nascent Soul stage cultivators would be the main force.

After all, every time a human or demon impacted the Primordial Spirit stage, the forces dispatched by major powers were almost all at the late Nascent Soul stage.

In the Nascent Soul stage, one level of cultivation did not necessarily mean one level of heaven, but the possibility of winning through cross-level combat as before was no longer that high.

The gap between the late Nascent Soul stage and the early Nascent Soul stage could not be bridged even with magical treasures; the gap in their understanding of heaven and earth was simply too vast.

At this realm, unless one possessed an extremely powerful magical treasure—a fifth-tier top-grade one with a trace of pure yang power—there might be a glimmer of hope to fight a late Nascent Soul stage cultivator for a while.

But winning was simply impossible.

Ten early Nascent Soul stage cultivators could not block one late Nascent Soul stage cultivator, unless they relied on a great array to erupt with the combat power of a late Nascent Soul stage cultivator.

The Six Harmonies Gate only had five late Nascent Soul stage cultivators, four at the seventh level and one at the peak of the eighth level. While this combat power was strong, it was certainly not enough.

Qingmu Sanren had many enemies, especially among the three paths of demons and monsters. The Blood Fiend Demon Monarch was a top-tier powerhouse at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage.

This evil path Demon Monarch was incomparably powerful; he had once faced two righteous path experts at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage alone and did not fall behind. Neither of the two righteous path experts could do anything about him.

One must know that those two righteous path experts came from powers in the Central Plains.

His great divine ability, "Blood Fiend Overspreading Clouds," was terrifyingly abnormal. Within this sea of blood fiend clouds, a cultivator's magic power would be corroded, and as the clouds grew and the cultivators weakened, his advantage naturally became stronger and stronger.

Facing this person, only the most top-tier, extremely rigid and extremely yang divine abilities could restrain him.

Besides this, some demon cultivators were also unwilling to see the human race give birth to another Primordial Spirit-stage cultivator.

After all, every time a Primordial Spirit-stage cultivator was born, it meant an increase in strength for the Yuanyang Realm.

For the Demon Race, this was not a good thing.

When the time came, demon cultivators would certainly arrive.

As for the Sea Clan, there was no need to even mention them.

Time passed slowly.

In the blink of an eye, three months had passed.

On this day, suddenly, the entire Haohan Cheng felt something strange.

An unimaginable pressure spread from where Qingmu Sanren was in seclusion, pressing down so that all things lost their color and heaven and earth grew dim. Even Golden Core cultivators found it difficult to stand up under this pressure.

Within a radius of ten thousand miles, all cultivators felt that heaven and earth had lost their light, and an incomparable sense of despair pressed upon their hearts.

"This is?"

Many cultivators in Haohan Cheng felt a wave of oppression.

Immediately after, they felt a light as brilliant as the great sun rise into the sky.

A terrifying phantom shrouded the entire horizon within this light. Some cultivators looked at the sky, feeling that the phantom was somewhat familiar, and muttered.

"That is the Saint Monarch Qingmu!"

The rogue cultivators shouted immediately upon seeing this familiar figure, while the higher-ups were full of excitement.

"Success! That is the Heavenly Soul!"

Using the Heavenly Soul to trigger the pure yang thought, one only needed to wait for the Heavenly Soul to return to its place, and the divine soul could refine this great sun pure yang, and the Primordial Spirit thought would arise in pure yang.

"Haha! Great!"

"Master has succeeded!"

Several of Qingmu Sanren's disciples saw this situation and knew what it meant; one by one, they were all beaming with joy.

Once the Heavenly Soul appeared and the pure yang great sun walked across the sky, the first step of impacting the Primordial Spirit realm was considered a success. For the second step, one only needed the Heavenly Soul to return to the Life Palace, fuse the three souls and seven spirits, and have the Nascent Soul pure yang thought emerge; then it would be done.

Next, one only needed to survive the Primordial Spirit lightning tribulation to become a true Primordial Spirit-stage cultivator.

This first step of impacting the Primordial Spirit could be said to be crucial and also extremely difficult.

"Damn it! How could he trigger the Heavenly Soul so quickly?"

"Impossible!"

"We cannot let him break through!"

At this moment, those demons and monsters hiding in the shadows turned pale. They could no longer sit still.

Demon Monarchs and Demon Emperors could no longer hold back and rushed madly toward the mountain peak where Qingmu Sanren was in seclusion.

"Not good!"

Seeing these demons and monsters appear, the smiles on the faces of the Six Harmonies Gate Nascent Soul cultivators guarding the surroundings vanished instantly.

With a loud roar, they ignored the gap between the two sides and rushed up.

The great battle between the two sides was on the verge of breaking out.

In the sky, dozens of humans, demons, and monsters were plunged into a chaotic battle.

But after only a short while, the Six Harmonies Gate side suffered a great loss.

After all, although there were many Nascent Soul stage cultivators on the Six Harmonies Gate side, the demon and monster paths only had a dozen or so, but each one was a late Nascent Soul stage cultivator.

Especially five of them, who were at the ninth level of the Nascent Soul stage or higher.

That majestic old man in a blood-colored robe, exuding a terrifying bloody aura, was the Blood Fiend Demon Monarch from Tianxie Continent.

The Blood Fiend Demon Monarch was a cultivator at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage of the evil path. The evil path was not the same as the demon path.

There was still a certain difference between the two sides.

The evil path, although they also loved bloody slaughter and would even kill innocent people indiscriminately to refine evil path magical treasures, they hunted cultivators, unlike demon cultivators, many of whom loved to attack mortals.

Slaughter between cultivators was a confrontation between righteousness and evil; there was nothing to it—you kill me, I kill you.

It was just like the slaughter between cultivators and the demon race.

But demon cultivators were different. Demon cultivators were lackeys of the Demon Race. They slaughtered mortals, which shook the foundation of the cultivation world, and constantly released demonic energy to strengthen the Demon Cave.

The Demon Cave was the origin of the Demon Race, and the demonic energy inside conflicted with the spiritual energy of the cultivation world.

Cultivators could not absorb demonic energy at all. Once absorbed and refined, one would become a demon cultivator.

This was simply destroying the Yuanyang Realm and was naturally spurned by all races in the Yuanyang Realm.

The evil path was not like this, so although some people called for the evil path to be beaten, it was not like the demon cultivators.

Although the Blood Fiend Demon Monarch had the word "demon" in his name, he was only an expert of the evil path. Of course, he slaughtered many cultivators, especially choosing disciples of major sects to kill.

Naturally, he was hunted down by many major sect cultivators.

Unfortunately, thousands of years of pursuit had only made his strength stronger, all the way to the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage.

In terms of realm, he was probably no worse than Qingmu Sanren, and in terms of combat power, if the two fought alone, Qingmu Sanren might not be his opponent. ===== CHAPTER 723 =====