Chapter 408: Re-opening (Monthly ticket request at the beginning of the month)

'The Myriad Demon World is a place for trial disciples of the Seven Kills Demonic Palace after all. Having a great demon who is good at hiding is nothing...'

'If every great demon can do it, or even form a demon clan power to hunt humans in turn, that would be counterproductive and a way to take one's own life...'

'Even, protecting too many demon clans is easy to attract the attention of primordial spirit realm cultivators... by then, specifically coming down to clean up once, it would be even more counterproductive...'

Fang Xing shook his head while flying.

He looked at the old white ape pleasingly, taught it a method to collect aura, enough for it to live for a long time.

As for other demon clans, he was too lazy to care too much.

"Extraterrestrial demons, Seven Kills Demonic Palace cultivators... hope they can come before the wine runs out."

He landed on Heishan, looking into the distance, thinking somewhat sadly.

……

Seven Kills Demonic Palace.

"The outer disciples participating in this inner disciple assessment... Murong Yue, Li San, Song Zhong..."

A primordial spirit realm elder stood in the void, his gaze sweeping over the many disciples below.

These outer disciples were all looking straight ahead, but in their hearts they were rejoicing: "It's not Elder Blood Slaughter, that's good... Twenty years ago, he had a whim and directly doubled the inner disciple assessment standard, causing how much blood and rain..."

Song Zhong was an ordinary-looking young man, but he had the cultivation of the ninth level of the mortal realm, standing out from the crowd among the outer disciples.

"See that? This time there are several people among the outer disciples who have great hope of passing the assessment, this person is one of them, from the Song family..."

A disciple lowered his voice: "It's a pity that the Song family has fallen, otherwise if we rely on them... maybe we can be like those disciples who followed Jiang Shijie Ning back then, one person attains the Dao, chickens and dogs rise to heaven..."

Song Zhong's ears moved, seemingly hearing these whispers, but his expression didn't change at all.

When he was young, he had his brother to shelter him from the wind and rain, and the Song family's situation was also okay, enjoying a period of time.

But twenty years ago, not only did his brother die, but even the family's heavy treasure was lost in the Myriad Demon World.

The Song family immediately declined, and he was treated with cold eyes.

Fortunately, Song Zhong was the type to get braver as he fought, barely supporting the Song family, and his cultivation even exceeded his eldest brother, reaching the ninth level of the mortal realm.

'This time... the Zhang family and the He family covet the last industry of my Song family, must become an inner disciple, only then can I have enough status to protect...'

Song Zhong clenched his fists secretly: "Brother... Cai Shixiong was a close friend of my brother back then, saying he died at the hands of a mixed-blood demon dragon... I don't believe it, with the protection of the Primordial Spirit Treasure, how could my brother die so easily? What's more... that Cai person is the mastermind who suspectedly instigated the Zhang family and the He family to bully me..."

He didn't notice that the people watching him were far more than a few nosy ordinary disciples.

'Is this the target this time?'

Li San's triangular eyes swept without a trace, and he had a bottom in his heart: 'Cai Shixiong ordered, this Song Zhong is best to be like his brother, die in the secret realm, and that's it...'

Murong Yue's expression was cold, seemingly indifferent to all this.

The primordial spirit realm elder in the air was the same.

After counting, confirming that it was correct, he said lightly: "Those who want to become inner disciples must go through the demon-killing trial... Your standard is one great demon per person, take its essence blood and life soul as proof, then you can enter the inner sect... Go!"

The primordial spirit realm elder waved his hand, and the power of teleportation immediately shrouded the entire square.

Silver light flashed, and one figure after another disappeared.

……

In the Myriad Demon World.

"Coming!"

In Heishan, Fang Xing looked up suddenly.

Just now, he felt a subtle spatial fluctuation.

The spatial restriction that originally shrouded the entire Myriad Demon World appeared with gaps and flaws in that instant.

Even the Nascent Soul of a Nascent Soul cultivator could possibly escape the Myriad Demon World with the help of Nascent Soul teleportation.

"This craftsmanship is a bit rough... am I overestimating the Seven Kills Demonic Sect?"

He complained in his heart, then continued to lie down, waiting for a lucky person to take the initiative to send it to his door.

A few days later.

Fang Xing's eyes opened: "A guest comes from afar..."

Outside Heishan, Song Zhong stood on the back of a giant crow, looking at Heishan: "Is this where the Heishan Old Demon is?"

"Yes... this lord, this is where the Old Demon is."

The crow spoke human language.

It actually didn't want to betray Fang Xing, but it really couldn't beat him, and didn't want to die...

"Brother..."

Song Zhong's expression was a bit sad, holding a long spear in his hand.

"Go!"

He pointed his long spear, and the crimson spear light instantly pierced through several miles, opening a huge hole in Heishan.

"Roar!"

The next moment, a black dragon with a huge body size flew out, roaring: "It's you again... damn extraterrestrial demons!"

"Sure enough, it's a mutant stone lizard... the demon aura is already at the ninth level of the mortal realm."

In Song Zhong's view, this demon dragon has been practicing for twenty years, and its cultivation has risen, which is a matter of course.

"Brother Brother Heilong... twenty years ago, did you kill my brother and snatch the treasure battle knife of my family?"

He roared, his eyes red.

"Your brother?"

Fang Xing, who was immersed in acting, noticed the face of the person in front of him, which was very similar to the Seven Kills Demonic Palace disciple with a bloodstain on his forehead back then: "Hehe..."

He sneered, not explaining.

After all, a wild great demon and an extraterrestrial demon are originally mortal enemies, what else is there to explain?

This is called an actor's self-cultivation!

"Die!"

Seeing this scene, Song Zhong's eyes turned red, a ball of sparks flickered on the tip of the spear, and it exploded in an instant, turning into a sky full of fire trees and silver flowers.

Every spear shadow carried the power to easily seriously injure a great demon.

'Ninth level of the mortal realm peak, fire law second stage... stronger than his brother... no, it seems there is still concealment?'

Fang Xing's heart moved, his huge body wandering in the countless spear shadows, every scale seeming to merge smoothly into the void, his movement technique was incredibly smooth.

"Void Dao? You demon dragon, actually entered the door of Void Dao?"

Song Zhong was very surprised, Fang Xing's current strength only showed the initial entry of spatial laws.

But being able to apply it to movement technique was already very remarkable.

"Go to hell!"

Fang Xing flashed a few times, avoiding all the spear shadows, and suddenly opened his mouth, spitting out a pitch-black battle knife.

And at this moment, on the battle knife, one after another crimson lines lit up.

In the void, a bright red knife light emerged, which was the power of fire rules.

"Fire Dao rule... that is... Heart Flame Battle Knife?!" Song Zhong was taken aback, his spear technique turned, and a long spear rotated rapidly, turning into a defense of mixed energy, blocking in front of him.

Croak!

In the crimson knife light, the giant crow demon beast he was sitting on let out a scream, and was cut into countless pieces of flesh, blood, and bones by the knife energy, spilling from the sky.

Pfft!

Song Zhong's face turned red, spraying a large mouthful of blood, crashing into a two-hundred-meter-high ancient tree, causing countless branches to break, and leaves flying all over the sky.

This movement immediately alarmed a person silently lurking in the distance.

'Sure enough... Song Zhong is very strong!'

Li San's eyes were cold, silently watching all this: "The Primordial Spirit Treasure 'Heart Flame Battle Knife' of the Song family, it was indeed lost in the Myriad Demon World... it was obtained by that Brother Brother Heilong, if it is brought out, Cai Shixiong will definitely... no, if I snatch this Primordial Spirit Treasure, I will also become an inner disciple, what is there for that Cai person?"

His gaze carried a hint of greed.

Although before coming to the Myriad Demon World, he was called by Cai Shixiong and promised many benefits, asking him to wait for an opportunity to keep Song Zhong in the Myriad Demon World forever, and find the treasure lost back then.

But giving the treasure to the Cai person is not as good as keeping it for himself.

After all... that Cai person is also just an inner disciple.

If it were Jiang Shijie Ning, it could still be considered, after all, Jiang Shijie Ning is brave and diligent, and became a true disciple ten years after becoming an inner disciple.

The true disciples of the Seven Kills Demonic Palace, as long as they don't die, will surely become primordial spirit realm in the future, with a bright future!

"Die..."

Just as Li San was secretly looking forward to it, he was stunned to see that the Brother Brother Heilong seemed to glance over here, and then went back? Went back?

'Damn... what's wrong with this Brother Brother Heilong?'

Li San was confused.

But seeing Song Zhong crawl out, trying hard to recover from his injuries, he gritted his teeth: "Attack!"

In an instant, he pounced, with a snake-shaped long sword in his hand.

The tip of the sword flickered with dark brilliance, and the whole person was like a snake spitting out a letter, killing toward Song Zhong.

This is a sword of assassination!

Li San had killed several experts of the ninth level of the mortal realm with this sword technique, confident that Song Zhong in a seriously injured state would inevitably die!

Clang!

Sword light flashed, and then it was blocked by a spear shadow that arrived later.

"Not right... his spear speed... far exceeds before."

Li San's face twisted, seeing Song Zhong with a calm expression: "You hid your clumsiness?!"

"Guessed right."

Song Zhong smiled slightly: "My name is Song Zhong, one spear sends you to the end... you really jumped out, then send you on the road!"

He continued to stab, like a layer of fire sky curtain, sealing all of Li San's retreat paths.

After dozens of moves, Li San was picked on the chest by a spear, and the whole person fell to the ground.

"You..."

Li San looked at Song Zhong, his face full of horror: "You... you actually comprehended the fire Dao rule to a very deep stage long ago, even able to break through to the primordial spirit realm with one thought, instead of needing to take the inner disciple exam like us, and break through with the help of pills, you are a true genius, actually hiding your clumsiness until now?"

"If not like this, how would you jump out?"

Song Zhong looked at the red tassel on his spear, his expression carrying sadness: "The Brother Brother Heilong, although its strength is not bad, it should not be able to kill my brother who has the Heart Flame Battle Knife, it seems that back then it was that villain Cai Zhujin..."

Li San was speechless, and had nothing to say.

But soon, his eyes became blurred.

"Now, I ask one sentence, you answer one sentence."

Song Zhong said, clearly having performed some kind of soul-bewitching method.

A moment later, he got the information he wanted, stabbed Li San to death with a spear, and flew up again, coming to Heishan: "Brother Brother Heilong... roll out!"

"You know about what happened back then, why come again?"

Fang Xing flew out, sighing: "Look... I showed mercy before."

"You didn't show mercy, you just didn't want to be taken advantage of by the fisherman... and, back then, Cai Zhujin was the mastermind, you were also an accomplice... what's more, you also coveted my family's heirloom treasure."

Song Zhong's eyes flashed with a hint of killing intent, and strands of crimson fire rule power appeared.

"Hmm?"

"You are indeed very strong... hid your clumsiness before."

Fang Xing sighed.

Ninth level of the mortal realm, with such Dao rule comprehension, absolutely counts as a genius.

This child's comprehension of fire laws is almost not inferior to his.

"Die!"

Song Zhong swept with one spear, the sky full of flames dancing wildly.

Fang Xing flicked his tail, his figure seeming to merge into the void, and also seemed to be 'gathering to form, scattering to become gas', his huge body suddenly became illusory, letting many flames sweep past, but he was unscathed.

"Hmm? Void Dao rule, actually reached this point?"

Song Zhong's eyes widened: "Come again!"

He roared, a ball of fire burned on the tip of the spear, and then this layer of fire covered his whole body, turning him into a flame giant over tens of meters high.

In terms of fire Dao rule comprehension, he actually reached the mastery level of the third stage, one thought can achieve the primordial spirit!

'Since this is the case... then it is you.'

Fang Xing narrowly dodged, but made up his mind to turn this person into his pet... no, slave!

With the "Myriad Hearts" secret technique, enslave his soul!

'Generally speaking, being soul-enslaved is hard to see... especially since I livered "Myriad Hearts" to the master level... it can leave no trace, even if you check his sea of consciousness, you can't check any clues...'

'Now, I have to complete the enslavement unknowingly during the battle...'

'It's just right now, otherwise it would be a bit troublesome to wait for this person to achieve the primordial spirit...'

Although the soul servant is loyal, only listening to the master's orders, even if asked to kill his own parents, wife, and children, he will not hesitate at all.

But there is no doubt that after becoming a slave, the original potential will drop sharply.

The most important thing for a strong person is free will!

Regardless of good or evil, or even madness... once there is no free will, naturally the potential is greatly damaged.

But this person can already achieve the primordial spirit, as a servant, he can cash in part of the potential, which is not particularly a loss.

Fang Xing roared, every pounce and claw seemed to carry some rules, entangled with the flame giant.

In fact, in every collision, his soul power penetrated into Song Zhong's body like a trickle of water, gradually gathering, and finally becoming an unstoppable mountain torrent and sea tsunami.

"It's time!"

Fang Xing was split by the flame giant's spear, fell into Heishan, covered in blood, very miserable.

He yelled: "Spare my life... I am willing to hand over the treasure."

Saying that, he handed over the Heart Flame Battle Knife.

Song Zhong picked up the battle knife with the tip of his spear, held it in his hand, his expression sad and happy.

Just at this moment of intense emotional fluctuation, his eyes were blurred, and then he became incomparably firm: "I can spare your life, but you must be my slave, go out with me, and testify against Cai Zhujin!"

This was the order Fang Xing gave to the servant after completing the enslavement quietly.

He wanted to give himself a reason to be brought out, although a spirit pet good at Void Dao is not bad, it doesn't seem particularly powerful.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 409 =====