#641 - The Seventh Demonic Land
True energy surged, and the air trembled.
The instant the teleportation was complete, Wei Changtian was surrounded.
Dozens of fierce-looking men and women attacked from all directions, each move vicious, intent on taking his life without explanation.
Wei Changtian had anticipated this, so he didn't hesitate and immediately wielded Louying, engaging the group in battle.
Only after the fight began did he realize that these men and women, dressed in various ways, were all transformed demons.
As expected, it was the Seventh Demon Territory.
With no time to think further, Wei Changtian's figure flickered, and a series of long blades surged from the Starry Sky scabbard, instantly separating dozens of demons.
This time, he didn't use Guichen but switched to the Fallen Sky Sword, having mastered thirty-four forms, each move creating a silver glow, like a giant net enveloping all opponents.
Clearly, although the opponents were numerous, their strength was far inferior to Wei Changtian's; the strongest was probably equivalent to a fifth-rank cultivator.
In this situation, even if Wei Changtian was alone, killing these people would only be a matter of time.
Moreover, Wei Zhaohai and the others quickly appeared at his side.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
"Bang! !"
"Boom, boom, boom! ! !"
The four were equally decisive and ruthless, immediately joining the battle upon their appearance, almost completely killing dozens of people on the spot in the blink of an eye.
"Leave a few alive!"
At the last moment, Wei Changtian suddenly roared.
Hearing this, everyone stopped their attacks, sparing the lives of three demons.
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Blade marks crisscrossed, and the dust settled.
From the start to the end of the fight, only a few dozen breaths passed before the battle was completely over.
Only then did Wei Changtian have the chance to look around and carefully observe the surroundings.
Unlike the cave at the Mountain God Temple, this place was a very large palace.
White stone ground, jade pillars reaching the sky, and over a hundred large and small demon statues placed everywhere, with a dark hole in the center of the hall.
No.
To be precise, it was no longer a hole, but a cloud of black mist situated on a golden seat.
Hmm?
This is the true appearance of the teleportation array entrance?
The one at the Mountain God Temple was disguised?
After circling the black mist twice, Wei Changtian was certain of many things.
First, the construction of a palace here indicated that the people here had indeed discovered the teleportation array long ago.
Second, being surrounded and attacked as soon as he arrived meant that the other party was indeed vigilant.
Finally, since those guarding this place were demons, this area must be within the sphere of influence of the Seventh Demon Territory.
Fortunately, Xu Sui Sui didn't lie to him.
"Da."
Standing before the black mist, Wei Changtian remained silent for a long time.
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Wei Zhaohai was stunned, then understood what Wei Changtian wanted to do and nodded gently.
"Alright, be careful."
"Grandson understands."
Wei Changtian responded and then stepped into the black mist again.
His figure disappeared in an instant, and everyone held their breath, staring intently at the black mist.
However, before Wei Zhaohai and the others could exhale, they saw Wei Changtian walk out of the mist again.
"Grandpa, how many breaths?"
Clearly, Wei Changtian had just traveled back and forth between the Seventh Demon Territory and the Mountain God Temple.
Wei Zhaohai's eyes suddenly widened, and he took half a step back in disbelief.
He looked at Wei Changtian and said with difficulty after a long while:
"One breath ."
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One breath?
Wei Changtian was equally stunned, not knowing what to say.
Because this result undoubtedly proved that it was "instant teleportation."
But he clearly thought about many things during the back-and-forth teleportation process...
Taking a deep breath, he looked at the black mist again, his eyes filled with more apprehension.
Wei Changtian immediately abandoned the idea of teleporting back and forth a few more times and turned his attention to the three demons.
"Bang!"
Li Huaizhong, worthy of being a eunuch for decades, indeed had a keen eye and immediately flashed forward, throwing the three demons in front of the group, while unlocking their acupoints.
As soon as their acupoints were opened, the three demons, two men and one woman, showed terrified expressions and crawled backward on their hands and feet, as if trying to get away from these five uninvited guests.
However, Li Huaizhong was even more ruthless, shattering the knees of the three demons with a few palms.
"Ah! ! !"
"No, don't kill me! !"
"Who, who exactly are you people? ! !"
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The cries of pain instantly echoed through the hall, filled with nothing but pain and fear.
Demons are the same as humans; none are unafraid of death.
In fact, once they transform, demons may be even more afraid of death than humans.
After all, a human's life is at most a hundred years, while some demons can live for thousands of years, naturally unwilling to let their "achievement," painstakingly cultivated for decades or hundreds of years, be destroyed in an instant.
Yang Liushi told Wei Changtian these things .
Glancing at Li Huaizhong, Wei Changtian didn't say much but stepped in front of the three demons.
He looked down expressionlessly, his tone very cold.
"I'll ask you a few questions."
"The first to answer can live."
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In this way, Wei Changtian and his group arrived at the Seventh Demon Territory in Dajue and obtained a lot of useful information from the demons guarding the teleportation array.
About five hundred miles away, on a snowy mountain, there was also a palace.
And at this moment, the owner of that place was unaware of everything that had happened here and was still meeting a very important guest.
White Spirit Mountain is located in the very center of Dajue's eastern snowfield, surrounded by eternal snow.
However, in stark contrast to the surrounding scenery, White Spirit Mountain is lush with trees, concealing golden platforms and jade pavilions, purple and green dan rooms, everywhere with precious herbs and spiritual rocks, like a fairy mountain.
As for the golden hall located on the mountain peak, it seemed even more like a celestial abode.
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"King Jue, it has been many years since we last met, hasn't it?"
The golden hall was brightly lit, with countless beautiful maids coming and going, delivering plates of delicacies to the tables of a man and a woman.
The man was dressed in casual robes, with golden dragons embroidered on the cuffs.
The woman wore a seven-colored gauze dress, her stunning beauty even faintly surpassing Qingxian's, it would not be an exaggeration to call her a peerless beauty.
Therefore, even though the man's composure was far beyond ordinary, he was now somewhat absent-minded, secretly pinching the palm of his hand before barely regaining his senses.
"Yes, since you took over this White Spirit Mountain, you and I have never met again."
"I wonder if I should call you Demon King now, or Su Xiu ."
If the first sentence was normal, the man's second sentence clearly contained some complicated emotions, proving that he and the woman must have had a story.
"King Jue can call me whatever he likes."
On the other side, the woman smiled, a hint of sarcasm flashing in her eyes: "This king doesn't care."
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The phrase "doesn't care" immediately made the man's expression become lonely.
He lowered his head and was silent for a long time, then said with a wry smile:
"Alright, then I'll call you Demon King ."
"Hehe, it's good if King Jue likes it."
The woman's expression of disdain was even greater: "I wonder what you are doing here at my White Spirit Mountain today?"
"Naturally, I have something to discuss with the Demon King."
The man paused slightly, raised his head, and said with a serious expression:
"The national war is imminent, and I want to use the teleportation array leading to Da Ning."
