Chapter 1764 News from the Abyss of the Beginning Demon

“Furthermore,” Kuroko lowered his voice, “it seems that the Bone Demon Lord has also noticed something. Although he has not directly intervened, rumors about Scarface True Demon and the forces behind him have quietly resurfaced in the Bone Tomb Collection. Some people speculate that Scarface is not dead, but has rebuilt his power elsewhere.”

Zhang Xuan tapped the armrest lightly with his fingers: "The Bone Demon Lord is a sensible man. As long as the benefits are sufficient, he won't delve too deeply. But the Wuyuan Kingdom... after the three Ghost Ears retreated, they will definitely not let it go. The existence of the interdimensional passage is too tempting for them."

"Father, the demonic fetus also mentioned something rather strange," Hei Zi said hesitantly. "When the old oil-headed senior was consolidating the forces of Bloodbone Plains, he wiped out a band of robbers connected to the Rotten Swamp. From the storage artifact of their leader, he found a broken jade slip containing fragments of words that seemed to be related to... the will of the demon god at the Holy Ancient Altar. The senior suspected that it might be related to the altar phantom you encountered before."

Zhang Xuan's pupils contracted slightly.

The altar phantom, the thirty-six demon gods, the Chaos Crystal, the demon infant... and the faint traces of the immortal path in the inner world.

These clues seem to be subtly connecting.

"Tell the demon fetus to send over the rubbing of that jade slip," Zhang Xuan said in a deep voice. "Furthermore, old messenger, trade can continue, but we need to be more cautious. If necessary, we can sacrifice some profits to preserve our foundation. The Abyss of the Primordial Demon is deep and dangerous; we cannot afford to be complacent yet."

"Yes." Hei Zi accepted the order.

"In addition, the second advance team from the Primordial Demon Abyss to attack our Nine Divine Realms should be arriving soon. Let him investigate the strength of the cultivators in the second advance team sent by the Primordial Demon Abyss so that we can be prepared."

"I see."

Hei Zi accepted the order and left, and the quiet room returned to silence.

The waters of the Abyss of the Beginning Demon were deeper than he had anticipated.

The rise of the Gray Bone Alliance, the establishment of trade channels, and the continuous flow of resources...

Behind all this seemingly smooth sailing lies meticulous planning and cautious treading on thin ice.

It was truly remarkable that the old fox and the devilish child were able to establish themselves in such a chaotic and dangerous place in just a few years.

The clues from that tattered jade slip only fueled his growing suspicions.

Ancient altar, the legacy of the demon god...

The illusory altar bestowed the Chaos Crystal, yet forcibly stuffed it into the demonic infant, making a great oath of inner demons, which was inherently eerie.

Now that other clues are pointing to the same place, it is no coincidence.

"The Demon God's legacy... to protect the demon infant..." Zhang Xuan murmured, chewing on these words.

The barely perceptible gray light between their brows seemed to sense something and trembled slightly.

"What exactly are you?" Zhang Xuan asked with his mind.

The demonic infant did not respond, and the gray light returned to calm.

Just three days later, Hei Zi came again in a hurry, his expression even more solemn than before.

He held in his hands a communication bone talisman that emitted a faint fluctuation, and a piece of blurry writing imprinted on some kind of black animal hide.

"Father, there's an urgent message from the Demon Embryo!" Hei Zi presented the bone talisman. "It's about the aftermath of the bandits in the Rotten Swamp, and... exact intelligence on the second advance team!"

Zhang Xuan's expression hardened. He took the bone talisman and immersed his divine sense into it.

The first thing that catches the eye is not text, but a slightly blurry image, which is obviously recorded and transmitted by the demonic fetus using the secret techniques of the Soul Path.

The scene depicts a swampy area shrouded in a gray-green poisonous miasma.

The rotting vegetation bubbled and bubbled. Deep in the swamp, several simple watchtowers built of bones and rotten wood stood, with figures patrolling indistinctly visible on them.

This is an outpost extending from the Rotten Swamp to the edge of the Blood Bone Plains. It used to be occupied by a bandit group called the Poison Fang Gang, about a hundred people, whose leader was a late-stage Mahayana poison cultivator.

It is said that they are connected with a medium-sized power within the Rotten Swamp and specialize in robbing caravans traveling from Bloodbone Plains to the edge of the Rotten Swamp, earning them a notorious reputation.

After the rise of the Grey Bone Alliance, several caravans under its protection disappeared in the vicinity, suspected to be related to the Venomous Fang Gang.

The old fox sent someone to negotiate, but the other party was arrogant and even insulted him.

In order to safeguard the Gray Bone Alliance's trade routes in Bloodbone Plains, Old Slick decided to remove this venomous fang.

Through layers of poisonous miasma, the Graybone Alliance's forces can be seen quietly surrounding this swampy area.

The group was small, only about thirty people, but their auras were refined, and the lowest level of their cultivation was Nascent Soul. They were led by two Grand Masters.

The old fox did not show up.

Just as a piercing alarm sounded from the Poison Fang Gang's stronghold, and several streaks of light frantically ascended into the sky, the Poison Fang Old Monster, the late-stage Mahayana poison cultivator leader, unleashed a dark green poison banner, scattering a sky full of foul-smelling poisonous rain.

A grayish-white sword light suddenly shot out from the void behind the Poison Fang Monster!

fast!

It was so fast that it exceeded the limits of divine sense!

The Venomous Fang Monster didn't even have time to turn half of his horrified head.

Silent and still.

The sword light pierced through his protective poisonous aura, through his close-fitting poisonous soft armor, and through his poisonous body honed over a thousand years, penetrating from his back and emerging from his chest.

The Venomous Fang Monster opened his mouth, the life force in his eyes quickly dissipated, and the poisonous gas swirling around him went out of control and backfired, corroding his not-yet-completely-dead body with a sizzling sound.

The dark green poison banner let out a mournful cry, lost all its light, and fell into the swamp.

One sword strike, and the head is severed!

"The Alliance Leader is truly awe-inspiring!"

The Gray Bone Alliance cultivators were greatly encouraged and charged towards the leaderless Poison Fang Gang bandits.

The battle was almost entirely a one-sided massacre.

Although the bandits of the Venomous Fang Gang were fierce after losing their leader, they were no match for the elite Graybone Alliance.

Those who occasionally attempted to resist or escape by taking advantage of the poisonous terrain were quickly caught up and killed.

The battle ended in less than half an hour.

The entire Poison Fang Gang, numbering over a hundred, was wiped out, while the Gray Bone Alliance suffered only minor injuries to a few members.

The old man's figure slowly emerged from the void, still wearing a gray robe, carrying a stone sword on his back, with a calm expression.

His gaze swept across the battlefield, landing on the wrecked body of the Venomous Fang Monster, which was being corroded by poison gas, and he frowned slightly.

"Search."

He was concise and to the point.

The Gray Bone Alliance cultivators immediately began cleaning up the battlefield, collecting spoils, and focusing their search on the storage artifacts of the Poison Fang Old Monster and several of his trusted leaders.

In the camp.

The old slick man held a dull-colored bone jade slip in his hand.

The jade slip was stained with filthy bloodstains and a trace of lingering, toxic swamp gas, but ancient magical runes were still faintly visible on it.

"This was found in the hidden compartment of the Poison Fang Old Monster's inner armor. It was hidden very deep and had a self-destruct restriction, which I forcibly broke." The old man's voice rang out through the Demon Embryo's retelling. "The jade slip itself is made of a special material that seems to be able to resist the erosion of time and poison gas, but the internal information is severely damaged, leaving only these fragmented records."

The image focused on the surface of the jade slip, where ancient magical patterns, activated by some kind of magic, flowed with a dim halo, projecting incomplete textual information.