Chapter 898

With this person before him asking, how was Long Ying to answer?

But he was cunning enough to see that this person seemed to have also deployed a different kind of demonic seed, capable of "freezing" everything.

The cultivation was so terrifying it was truly the likes of which he had never seen in his life.

After hesitating again and again, he sold out that dead ghost Master of his whom he had been preparing to use as a furnace cauldron to practice the Dao Heart Demonic Seed Art,

"Senior, senior, this was passed down to me by Evil Emperor Du Ao, I didn't steal it, haha!"

In the Wu Lin, the greatest taboo is stealing Wu Gong.

Let alone a supreme demonic tome like the Dao Heart Demonic Seed Art.

The newcomer, however, neither agreed nor disagreed, and pondered for a moment,

"Du Ao? Who is that?"

This person was naturally none other than the Great Tang's Chief Protectorate Tribute, the origin of the demonic path, Heaven Demon Cang Ju!

He had come from the Nine Provinces under the orders of the Great Tang's Empress, to carry out this Great Tang mission.

Who would have thought that the moment he arrived, he happened to see Long Ying driving the demonic seed to receive that surely fatal arrow.

In Cang Ju's eyes, the Dao Heart Demonic Seed Art naturally could not be counted as the most top-tier absolute art.

After all, the so-called demonic path's supreme secret tome originated from nothing more than a cultivation note Cang Ju had left behind back in the day.

That note contained no more than one or two tenths of what Cang Ju had mastered.

It merely briefly described some musings on the Shattered Realm, as well as things like demonic seeds.

But though such things meant nothing to Cang Ju, they were after all not common street goods.

Setting aside everything else, even the first generation Evil Emperor Xie Tiao had spent who knows how much effort before he could comprehend the Dao Heart Demonic Seed Art from it?

It could be said that anyone able to cultivate the Dao Heart Demonic Seed Art was without exception a figure of stunning talent, even one blessed by fortune itself.

As for the so-called Du Ao, Cang Ju truly had never heard of him.

"Uh! He's the Evil Emperor, the Evil Emperor of the demonic path's Heaven Evil Dao — are you sure you haven't heard of him?"

Long Ying was rather embarrassed.

Although he no longer regarded Du Ao as his Master now, Du Ao's reputation in the Central Plains' Wu Lin was actually truly not low.

Since Wu Zhao's encirclement and suppression of the demonic path, the two sects and six dao had suffered devastating losses.

Only the Heaven Evil Dao had remained at large in secret all along.

Added to that was the fame of that Evil Emperor, which made countless people both hate and fear him.

Yet this person before him, who seemed to be of the demonic path, had actually never heard of him?

"Heh! Evil Emperor…"

Only now did Cang Ju suddenly realize — so this world also had a demonic path!

That so-called Du Ao was actually the Evil Emperor.

Speaking of the Evil Emperor, he unconsciously thought of Xie Tiao.

What a pity that this man was so brilliant, able to comprehend so much from his own notes — truly a rare inheritor of his mantle.

The only regret was that this man did not know how to read the times; how could the Qinglong Society be easily provoked?

A single mistaken thought led to his death and the dispersal of his Dao, body and spirit utterly destroyed.

Thinking of this, Cang Ju suddenly gathered up his scattered thoughts.

This mission was a Qinglong Society mission!

Those who did not complete it, died!

In the past, hearing such words, Cang Ju would naturally have dismissed them with a snort.

Though he might not be number one under heaven, if he wanted to run, he was confident no one could hold him.

Even if several of the Qinglong Society's guest ministers struck out at him alone, as long as they did not stake everything, he would always find a way to escape.

But above the Qinglong Society's several guest ministers and six Longshouxi Sect, there was the unfathomable, god-and-demon-like Great Longshou Ximen Wudi.

That single heaven-shaking sword strike, and in such a short time he had founded the Qinglong Society.

Such power and such talent — Cang Ju no longer dared imagine the heights of Great Longshou Ximen Wudi.

The mission he issued, if not completed meant death; Cang Ju could only proceed in fear and trembling, pouring out all his strength to complete this mission.

Otherwise, if any mishap occurred, would he not have to depart from this world forever?

Thinking of this, Cang Ju stopped being long-winded.

He had set his sights on Long Ying because, having just arrived, he happened to see that on this small continent, halls and pavilions stood in great numbers, carved railings and jade chambers — how luxurious indeed.

At the side were several hundred elite Feather Forest soldiers, guarding strictly.

At once, he felt that the person living here must be either rich or noble.

To gather information, one had to find the people at the very top for the greatest convenience.

Just as he came searching, he saw Long Ying with beauties on both sides, seven or eight lovely palace maids, some massaging his shoulders and pounding his legs, others plucking grapes and feeding them to his mouth.

That appearance was the very picture of a spoiled noble Young Master.

In the end, when an assassin attacked, Long Ying had used the demonic seed.

In an instant, Cang Ju's gaze was completely drawn over.

Such a person — if not a figure at the very top, then who?

Therefore Cang Ju no longer hesitated, and directly shook out his demonic seed; a stream of demonic seed strange power surged toward Long Ying like a tide.

698 What on earth are you?

What manner of person was Cang Ju?

The source of the demonic path's two sects and six dao, the Great Tang's Chief Protectorate Tribute.

And one of the top-tier powerhouses capable of sparring with experts like Yan Chixia and Jin Guang!

His demonic seed's strange power had already become vastly different from the orthodox Dao Heart Demon Technique's demonic seed strange power.

Not only was it more domineering, its functions were far more complete.

For instance, his demonic seed's strange power could not only interfere with others, but also sense the opponent's next move.

More critically, he could use the demonic seed to deploy a Heavenly Demon domain.

Anyone within the Heavenly Demon domain whose skill and cultivation realm were not higher than his could only be at his mercy.

This kind of domination was not merely physical, but also of the mind, and even of divine sense!

At this moment he was thinking of directly searching Long Ying for more information about this world.

He also cared nothing at all about Long Ying's life or death.

After all, a Heavenly Demon — if not evil and depraved, how could he be called a demon?

So he activated his demonic seed's strange power, surging toward Long Ying like a tide.

His aim was to squeeze out everything in the depths of Long Ying's sea of consciousness — every bit of awareness and information.

Then, by merging it into his own demonic seed, he could steal every single thing about Long Ying, from childhood to now, down to the smallest detail!

This was the most terrifying thing about Heavenly Demon Cang Xu!

But how could Long Ying have imagined that the person before him, who also seemed to have practiced demonic arts, would, at the very first strike, nearly obliterate both his form and spirit?

When he sensed that his demonic seed had already been completely suppressed by the other, and was being pulled over as if to be devoured,

only then did Long Ying panic.

"Senior, senior, let's talk this out nicely, what are you doing…"

He had already tasted the sweetness of the demonic seed, one could say he knew its marrow intimately.

After all, back in Yangzhou, when he was suddenly ambushed by that beautiful assassin, he had died on the spot.

Even in such a state of death, the demonic seed had not only brought him back to life,

but in just over forty days, restored him completely, his skill advancing another level.

One could say that by now he could no longer do without the demonic seed.

If the demonic seed were taken by this person before him, wouldn't he be worse off than dead?

But then, before the demonic seed was fully devoured, Cang Xu's tidal demonic seed strange power plunged straight into the depths of Long Ying's sea of consciousness.

A demonic seed that had only just been born — Cang Xu honestly had little interest in it.

What he wanted most was still Long Ying's consciousness and memories.

With those, he would essentially be Long Ying.

With those, this unfamiliar world would no longer be a complete unknown to him.

As the demonic seed's strange power invaded Long Ying's sea of consciousness, Cang Xu skillfully broke through the defenses of his sea of consciousness one by one.