Chapter 744: White Bone Heavenly Demon

Tianxiezi's move "Moon Has Yin and Yang" broke through the defenses outside the Demon Saint Land, indeed shocking many people.

After all, with these cultivators' cultivation levels, they could only be shocked and serve as cannon fodder.

Now is not the time to serve as cannon fodder, so naturally they should be shocked first and play their part.

Many more cultivators were surprised by the words just spoken, wondering whose mouth they came from.

As everyone knows, aside from some unfortunate mortals who mistakenly entered, the Demon Saint Land only has women transformed by demons.

Although that voice just now sounded somewhat immature,

it was definitely a male voice—could it be that the Demon Saint Land has undergone some new change?

"Don't pay attention to it!" said a cultivator with profound cultivation, "It's merely a demon's trick to disturb the human heart."

This gave a certain cultivator a reassuring pill.

Yes, it's not impossible for demons to play tricks, and even if the Demon Saint Land has some changes they cannot grasp, it's normal.

It doesn't affect their entry into the Demon Saint Land.

The Demon Saint Land has already opened—how could they halt progress?

After a brief hesitation, a group of cultivators charged again toward the gate of the Demon Saint Land.

Upon entering, they felt weakened; not to mention other things, the most serious point was that they could no longer fly.

Then they saw before them a magnificent Shanhai Pass.

Of course, for cultivators, the magnificence of this Shanhai Pass is actually quite ordinary.

In the mortal world, it would be considered top-tier, but in the cultivator world, many big shots' residences are more magnificent than this pass.

Not to mention distant ones, even the flying shuttle of the Luoli Sect, in size, is already about half the size of this pass.

What truly made these cultivators somewhat apprehensive was the terrifying offensive of the phantom women transformed into demons.

Almost at the moment they appeared, a black arrow rain descended, covering half the sky.

As the arrow rain fell, many cultivators employed various means to resist.

Some used magical artifacts for defense, others employed extremely mysterious movement techniques to dodge, while some had cultivated a defensive martial art, hard-blocking the arrow rain and producing a clinking sound.

After one round of arrow rain, the cultivators who had just entered suffered casualties amounting to one-third.

Not every cultivator, weakened as they were, could withstand such an attack, especially when unable to fly.

Their originally exquisite and agile movement techniques would also be affected.

After the first wave of attack, the cultivators took the initiative to attack; though unable to fly, they still had methods—their forms like smoke, golden light stretching across the earth, flying close to the ground, charging toward the Shanhai Pass.

From the gate of the Shanhai Pass, a black cavalry torrent surged out, aiming to slaughter these cultivators completely.

Some cultivators were blocked and fell into the military formation, struggling to fight.

Another part of the cultivators showed no hesitation in battle, wanting to enter the interior of the Daughter's Kingdom.

The Shanhai Pass side blocked another batch of cultivators; the remaining few cultivators of decent strength successfully exited the Shanhai Pass and were soon followed by a small team composed of experts.

Those cultivators also showed no hesitation in battle, determined to stay far away.

Most cultivators entering the Demon Saint Land are certainly there for profit.

The Saint Land contains not a few heavenly treasures and earthly rarities, extremely rare in the outside world.

Moreover, there are flat peaches!

The legendary flat peaches!

Once, a cultivator obtained flat peaches from somewhere unknown; after consumption, his cultivation soared.

Unfortunately, that cultivator originally had low strength—just lucky.

Before everyone could learn where he found the flat peaches, he was slain by a horde of demons.

But the news had already spread.

Cultivators of profound cultivation can ignore those heavenly treasures and earthly rarities, and certainly cannot ignore flat peaches.

Even if demons are ferocious, they cannot stop cultivators from rushing forward one after another into the Demon Saint Land "for wealth, they die."

It's not that no cultivator proposed the idea of first completely exterminating the demons, turning the Demon Saint Land into a true "holy land," then slowly seeking heavenly treasures and earthly rarities, and flat peaches as the proper path.

Only, the idea is beautiful.

Reality, however, is stark.

Although demons resemble mortals in appearance, when they fight, they are fearless of death, frenzied like demons and monsters; for cultivators with slightly lower cultivation, they are extremely dangerous.

At the same time, demons establishing their own capital are not mindless creatures.

Military formations are orderly and disciplined.

To truly exterminate demons, the required manpower and resources are absolutely beyond what any single sect can bear.

Even if many major sects unite, they would still have to pay a huge price.

Under these circumstances, expecting cultivators to unite, once and for all exterminate demons, and then slowly enjoy the fruits of victory, is impossible.

But letting demons run unchecked, allowing cultivators to hide in the "famous mountains and rivers" of the holy land to attend to their own affairs, is also not acceptable.

The Demon Sect despises outsiders; even if these cultivators hide, they will not let them go.

Moreover, according to some sayings that are not entirely reliable, demons guard the flat peaches; to obtain the legendary flat peaches, demons are an unavoidable obstacle.

Furthermore, after the Demon Saint Land opens, it will close again, giving these demons continuous rest and recuperation.

When it opens next time, they will face more demons, more dangerous ones.

Therefore, each time it opens, reducing the number of demons is also a necessary task.

Like regular weeding work.

Some sects are also quite generous, offering rewards specifically for hunting demons.

Regardless of whether one is a sect disciple, after killing a demon and presenting proof, one can exchange it for rewards.

Thus, some cultivators, after entering the Demon Saint Land, have their target not on those heavenly treasures and earthly rarities, but directly locked onto the demons themselves.

After all, relatively speaking, demons are much easier to find than heavenly treasures.

The demon realm is not such that every demon is a "dangerous element"; those with low strength and little threat are the main body of demons.

Rather than wasting effort searching for heavenly treasures, or pursuing the illusory and elusive peaches of immortality,

it is better to focus on hunting demons to exchange for rewards.

Sun Mingzhi is such a cultivator; his own strength is not weak, he excels in various flight and evasion techniques, and even if he cannot fly in the demon holy land, he still has strong mobility.

Ordinary demons cannot stop him at all.

Last time he entered the demon holy land, Sun Mingzhi gained some benefit by hunting demons, and this time he naturally prepares to do the same.

His cultivation has improved greatly compared to last time, and this time he enters the demon holy land earlier.

Full of confidence, he has great potential.

As for the demons following behind him, Sun Mingzhi pays no attention to them.

This is an important area of the demon realm, not the place where he stops to hunt demons; one must stay away from these "prosperous" areas to carry out the plan properly.

Those demons may keep up with him for a moment, but not for a lifetime.

Sun Mingzhi is enveloped in a thin white mist; when he moves, he makes not the slightest sound, and when encountering obstacles, he does not dodge but clings to them like a mist, passing over.

He carries no trace of mortal breath.

Moreover, with his faintly visible form, in the deep of night he could scare people to death.

Sun Mingzhi had a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, still with energy and mood to turn his head and glance.

Seeing that those few demons chasing him had already begun to pant.

He planned to lure them further away, then act after getting far from the demon main camp.

Moreover, he could still enjoy himself before killing them.

Although demons are demons, they are red-powder skeletons, but their true form rarely shows, and cultivators, well, have no taboos.

There are also cultivators from the Beast Taming Sect who take shape-shifting demons as their dao partners.

Just enjoying oneself—why not?

"The Dharma is boundless!"

At this moment, a Buddhist chant like a muffled thunder came from the horizon, spreading outward.

It made Sun Mingzhi involuntarily raise his head and scan the sky.

No one was there; he saw no one.

"What thing is playing at being divine and ghostly? Demons hate Buddhist monks the most..." Sun Mingzhi felt some doubt.

Demons hating monks is reasonable and proper, a matter of course.

Then why produce a monk's Buddhist chant?

The doubtful Sun Mingzhi ran another half hour, looked back, and felt something was not quite right.

How did those originally exhausted demons now look spirited and vigorous?

What is going on?

Fortunately, at this time he felt he had reached a place where he could act.

All around was wilderness, with no more demons to cause trouble; these six demons would surely die by his hand.

Sun Mingzhi suddenly stopped his steps, took out his whip artifact.

This is not his most powerful treasure, but it is the most suitable one now.

He smiled, and lashed out with the whip!

A few minutes later, Sun Mingzhi lay on the ground, dead with eyes not closed, having no chance for his soul to escape or to linger in agony.

The elite warriors of the Daughter State's court burned Sun Mingzhi's corpse with a fire.

"That Buddhist chant..."

"Just like that night at the mine, except this time it fell upon us—indeed, it is extraordinary."

"That little monk, no, little master, and His Majesty..."

Experts also enjoy gossip.

Sun Mingzhi here suffered a brutal beating by enhanced demons and died.

The other cultivators likewise met tragedy.

After that Buddhist chant, all fighting demons were instantly enhanced; the cultivators, caught off guard, suffered heavy losses.

Only two or three small cats escaped fast enough, temporarily unharmed, but pursued with no way to heaven or earth.

"..."

The Daughter State won a great victory, yet Xia Qianhua on Shanhai Pass showed no happy expression.

These cultivators are merely the beginning.

Next, cultivators will come in batches, one after another, dragging the Daughter State into dangerous war.

The crisis can only be overcome by themselves; men are unreliable, like big pig's trotters!

She wore a silver-red armor, took down the great bow from her back, nocked an arrow, drew the bow, and aimed at the vortex outside Shanhai Pass.

There, a strong aura was surging forth, indicating a true expert had entered the scene.

As the figures of a few people just appeared, Xia Qianhua loosened her grip on the taut bowstring, which was nearly about to snap.

Three sharp arrows aimed at describing the three individuals, their whistling sound piercing and shrill.

The black afterimage moved so fast that one could not see clearly.

"Ha!"

A short, light laugh; Tu Xing reached out and grabbed the bow and arrow before him.

Xu Daozi of the Luoli Sect swept his wide sleeve, sending the bow and arrow flying.

As for the other cultivator from the Beast Taming Sect, he shifted his body to the side, dodging the arrows.

The last arrow flew into the vortex gate behind several people; having just left the vortex, it rapidly decayed, and before it could fly three meters away, it had already become a piece of dead wood, weathering into splinters that fell into the sea.

This sight caused some cultivators to narrow their eyes.

Others wore an expression of "I knew it would be like this"—most things that emerge from the Demon Heaven Sacred Land immediately rot and turn into junk.

Demons are especially like this; step out of the Demon Heaven Sacred Land, and you become a white bone skeleton!

White Bone Demon!