Chapter 555: Start Killing

Feather Transformation Realm...

Mo Hua silently counted on his fingers:

Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Feather Transformation...

I am three big realms away from the Feather Transformation Realm, and these three big realms are like a chasm...

Mo Hua sighed. When will I be able to cultivate to this kind of realm?

Moreover, with my spiritual root, can I really cultivate to Feather Transformation or not...

Mo Hua sighed again, feeling a bit powerless.

At this moment, on the high seat of white bone and fierce teeth, several human figures had completely materialized.

One was a demonic cultivator in a black robe with the appearance of a crane-haired child, his expression sinister. This was the one called "Xuan Mo Old Ancestor," Xuan Sanren.

Besides him, there were three other Feather Transformation old demons.

One was an old man with purplish-green lips, named "Poison Venerable."

One was a tall, pitch-black demon cultivator resembling a black bear, called "Black Arhat."

And one was a heavily made-up woman who actually looked quite beautiful, but her face was painted with too much rouge, making it oily and greasy. She was called "Wonderful Madam."

Poison Venerable, Black Arhat, Wonderful Madam...

These names were ones Mo Hua had overheard before.

Initially, he didn't know who they were, only guessing they were titles of some major demonic cultivators. Now that he saw these three Feather Transformation Realm demonic leaders and their appearances, he was able to match them one by one.

Adding Xuan Sanren, there were a total of four great Feather Transformation Realm cultivators.

Plus the hundreds of Golden Core demonic cultivators within the entire Demon Hall.

Mo Hua's heart felt slightly cold.

Such a demonic force would be enough to exterminate a state and a world, wouldn't it...

Not to mention a third-grade world like Da Li Mountain State World, even a fourth-grade state world would likely suffer a great calamity if these demonic cultivators went on a rampage.

And these demonic leaders had gathered here and opened the "Ten Thousand Demons Meeting." What was their purpose... Master?

Mo Hua was a little nervous and gently clenched his fist.

On the white bone high seat, Xuan Sanren said straightforwardly:

"I have locked the heavenly mechanism of this place with the Nether Path Heavenly Mechanism Lock, but karma still leaked. Now, various forces from the Dao Court have also gathered in Da Li Mountain, and a great war is imminent. Therefore, this old man has convened the 'Ten Thousand Demons Meeting' to invite fellow Daoists to gather at Deadwood Cliff and discuss this matter..."

"Black Arhat" laughed coldly once: "What's there to discuss? If one comes, kill one; if a pair comes, kill a pair..."

He licked his lips, the surface of his tongue a vivid red and, like a demonic beast, growing barbs. His gaze was fierce and greedy.

"I haven't eaten people to my heart's content for several hundred years..."

Poison Venerable said in a strange, sarcastic tone: "Don't eat everything; be careful not to break your teeth."

Black Arhat grinned, revealing his fierce fangs. "Rest assured, I've eaten people for six hundred years, and these two teeth have never broken."

Poison Venerable's expression was indifferent, showing no joy or anger:

"On the Dao Court side, there are Feather Transformation Realm cultivators coming this time."

"You got news?"

Poison Venerable didn't speak.

Black Arhat then had an idea.

Poison Venerable, or rather, the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, definitely had spies on the Dao Court side.

This kind of inside information was definitely inconvenient to say out loud.

Black Arhat then said: "Feather Transformation True Persons from the Dao Court? Who are they?"

Poison Venerable was a little displeased, but also didn't conceal it. "Others aside, that woman from the Bai Family will certainly come..."

"That woman from the Bai Family?"

"Bai Qing Cheng?"

Wonderful Madam was startled upon hearing this. On her heavily made-up face, a hint of both jealousy and hatred flickered.

Black Arhat's eyes revealed a fierce light. "It's said that this Feather Transformation True Person from the Bai Family, as her name suggests, has ice muscle and jade bones and a beauty that can overthrow countries. Is it true or false?"

Mo Hua was also startled upon hearing this.

Bai Qing Cheng from the Bai Family? A beauty that can overthrow countries?

Feather Transformation True Person?

What's her relation to Little Senior Sister?

Poison Venerable laughed coldly. "Withdraw those crooked thoughts of yours. Unless you want to die, don't even think about her."

Black Arhat said: "Why?"

"Her surname is Bai..."

Black Arhat sneered. "So what if her surname is Bai? No matter how powerful the world families and forces in the Dao Court are, how can they interfere with my demonic path actions?"

Poison Venerable glanced at him lightly. "Your life is yours. I'm just reminding you. If you're not afraid of the Bai Family, feel free to make a move against her."

Black Arhat restrained his fierce look and laughed ferociously: "Important matters are important. I naturally won't cause trouble at this time."

But he still couldn't help but feel a surge of covetousness in his heart.

He wondered if such a beautiful person's flesh would be more tender if eaten...

Wonderful Madam's expression changed and she asked Xuan Sanren:

"How do you know she will certainly come?"

Xuan Sanren said: "That Mr. Zhuang bears the heavenly mechanism, and is cornered. They are also from the same school. Regardless of emotion or reason, or out of interest, she will definitely come."

"From the same school..."

Mo Hua secretly glanced at Weird Daoist.

If they are from the same school, then that's Master's junior sister, and at the same time Weird Daoist, who is this Senior Uncle's junior sister...

Calculating this way, should I still call him "Senior Uncle"?

Not only do I have a great demonic leader as a Senior Uncle, but I actually have a Feather Transformation Realm Senior Uncle?

If my Senior Uncle is in the Feather Transformation Realm, then Weird Daoist, as his Senior Uncle, should also be at least in the Feather Transformation Realm, right...

Then, what realm is my Master...

Mo Hua silently pondered, a little startled.

And Weird Daoist was still sitting with closed eyes nurturing his spirit, seemingly unmoved by this "junior sister."

After hearing Xuan Sanren's words, Wonderful Madam felt a bit secretly pleased and a bit angry. In her gaze, several points of resentment and poison were hidden.

She seemed to have some old grievance in her heart.

Poison Venerable's gaze slightly narrowed, and he asked about the proper matters: "The Five Elements Protect Mountain Great Array, is it still not broken?"

Xuan Sanren shook his head. "No."

Black Arhat was surprised. "Even a second-grade array is so hard to break?"

Xuan Sanren, who was skilled in arrays, and Poison Venerable, who slightly understood arrays, both looked at the black bear demon cultivator with contempt.

"This is a second-grade great array..."

Xuan Sanren said impatiently. "A great array and an ordinary array have a heaven and earth difference. Moreover, this is the Five Elements Protect Mountain Great Array, from the hands of the Five Elements Sect ancestors..."

"More importantly, at this moment, the person in the array, his surname is Zhuang!"

Xuan Sanren's expression was solemn. "Looking at the entire cultivation world, there are not many people who can confidently break his array in front of him..."

Black Arhat was startled. He was a demonic cultivator and only ever cared about "killing" and "eating." He knew nothing about arrays. But at this moment, being ridiculed by Xuan Sanren, he also didn't want to lose face, so he said coldly:

"No matter how powerful, it's still just second-grade..."

Poison Venerable laughed, his voice hoarse, like a night owl.

He pointed to the sky. "This is a third-grade state world. The heavenly dao is limited. Even for Golden Core, a second-grade great array is firm and unbreakable. Relying on Golden Core cultivators alone, it's very difficult to break. Unless..."

Poison Venerable again looked at Black Arhat in a strange, sarcastic tone. "You are willing to exchange yourself for the great array, use Feather Transformation power to break the array, and then be erased by the heavenly dao."

"Sacrificing your body to the Dao, loyal to the Demon Monarch, also counts as dying worthily..."

Black Arhat's face turned even blacker, and he coldly snorted without speaking.

He wasn't an idiot, to risk his life for a second-grade great array.

But he still had doubts in his heart and frowned.

"Is this matter of heavenly dao erasure exactly true or false?"

Black Arhat was obviously a little disbelieving. "If I display my Feather Transformation Realm cultivation, will there really be a heavenly dao that comes to erase me?"

Poison Venerable's gaze was contemptuous, and he suggested: "Want to, you can try?"

Black Arhat's anger surged up.

Xuan Sanren laughed coldly to himself.

On the contrary, Wonderful Madam frowned. "Heavenly dao erasure is only seen in cultivation records and cultivators' rumors. This palace has never heard of someone personally experiencing it..."

Xuan Sanren was a little speechless. "Isn't there a possibility that those who personally experienced it have all been erased..."

Beneath, Mo Hua slightly shook his head.

"Not all..."

"I just wasn't erased!"

However, at that time, he was also just a coincidence. The great array collapsed and triggered the heavenly dao restriction, but his cultivation was low, and the thunder tribulation just "stunned" him a bit, not really wanting to kill him, so it left him a "small life"...

Mo Hua pondered in his heart:

Heavenly dao erasure is always a taboo.

Most cultivators obey this rule, but they may not truly recognize the terror of this rule.

Just like that silly big guy Black Arhat and that heavily powdered Wonderful Madam, even after listening to Xuan Sanren's words, they were still a little half-believing, half-doubting.

They seemed not to believe that there was really a so-called heavenly dao...

But they also didn't seem to dwell on this.

A moment later, they returned to the main topic and started talking about the Dao Court matters again...

"How should we handle the cultivators from the Dao Court?" Xuan Sanren asked.

"How else to handle them?" Black Arhat laughed coldly. "Demonic cult actions are always direct, nothing but a 'kill' character!"

Xuan Sanren's gaze turned cold. "My meaning is, how to kill?"

Poison Venerable pondered for a moment and said: "Put them into the Soul Refining Banner, seal the heavenly mechanism, set up the Blood Fiend Great Array, open the Demon Sword Evil Eye, and then we will all make a move together and kill them clean!"

"They won't be that stupid, will they?"

"Whether they're stupid or not depends on whether the interests are big enough."

"As long as the interests are big enough, even the smartest person will be stupid."

"Mr. Zhuang is in the great array. As long as you dare to open the banner, they will certainly dare to disregard everything and come in."

"Compared to immortal fate, losing a few people is just a small matter..."

"What about the Feather Transformation True Person from the Dao Court?" Xuan Sanren asked again.

Poison Venerable said: "The heavenly dao is limited. The Feather Transformation True Persons from the Dao Court, like you and I, all dare not act freely. So the main force in this war is still Golden Core..."

"A Feather Transformation True Person, without using Feather Transformation cultivation, is only slightly stronger than a Golden Core..."

His gaze swept across the entire field, and a cold laugh floated at the corners of his mouth. "Within this Demon Hall, there are hundreds of Golden Core demonic cultivators gathered. They cultivate orthodox demonic arts, refine superior evil techniques, and are equipped with evil tools and magic treasures. They have blood on their hands and kill people like hemp. They are far from comparable to those cultivators from the Dao Court who hold high positions and live in luxury."

"Golden Core demonic cultivators will form demon soldiers and must kill in all directions! Let the Dao Court's vitality be greatly injured!"

"We will also certainly seize that heaven-passing opportunity buried in the Return to Ruins for the Demon Monarch!"

The four Feather Transformation demonic leaders all had fanatical gazes.

However, within their gazes, private desires gradually surged.

"When can the Five Elements Protect Mountain Great Array be broken?" Poison Venerable asked.

Xuan Sanren shook his head. "It cannot be broken, only consumed."

"Consumed?"

Xuan Sanren nodded. "Exactly. That person's array skills are outstanding. When he sits in the Five Elements Protect Mountain Great Array, this array cannot be broken. We can only find ways to consume it..."

"Consume the spirit stones, consume his vitality."

"His oil is exhausted and his lamp is dry; his life is not long. As long as we consume him, the Five Elements Great Array must be difficult to continue..."

"As long as the great array is broken, the demons will surround the mountain. No matter how genius or unrestrained he is, he will eventually fall into our hands."

Poison Venerable nodded slightly.

"This is indeed a method..."

Everyone was silent for a moment. Then, Black Arhat suddenly sneered: "Speaking of which, this person is indeed completely isolated. The demonic cult wants to kill him, and the Dao Court won't let him go either..."

"In this world, no one actually wants to save him."

Poison Venerable laughed coldly. "He was too prosperous in the past, offended too many people, and bears such a great opportunity. No one doesn't covet it. Now that he's cornered, who will think of saving him?"

Mo Hua felt very unhappy listening to this.

After Poison Venerable finished speaking, he suddenly thought of something and said with implication:

"It is said that this person still has a senior brother. Not only did he break off with him, but he also abandoned his master's sect, threw himself into the demonic path, and was even sealed as 'Dao Person' of my demonic cult..."

"Becoming the only demonic cultivator in my demonic cult, below the Nether Ancestor and outside the Demon Monarch, who was sealed as 'Dao Person' without reaching the Cave Void Realm!"

Poison Venerable's cold gaze swept down, looking towards Weird Daoist.

Contempt was hidden within this gaze.

Everyone's gazes, following Poison Venerable's, also fell upon Weird Daoist and... the small Mo Hua behind Weird Daoist.

They were being stared at covetously by the four Feather Transformation old ancestors and a crowd of Golden Core demonic cultivators.

Mo Hua felt too much pressure and couldn't help but hide further behind "Senior Uncle."

Weird Daoist's pupils were pitch-black, and his expression was cold, as if no one else was present.

The four Feather Transformation cultivators' gazes were icy cold.

The title "Dao Person" contained the character "Dao," meaning it was the top-level and most transcendent title below the Nether Ancestor and outside the Demon Monarch in the demonic cult.

Ordinary demonic cultivators only knew of it but didn't know why.

They fundamentally couldn't understand the weight of the characters "Dao Person."

But these four, who were already Feather Transformation Realm demonic ancestors, were very clear.

These two characters were within their reach but they could not attain them.

But now, a mere orthodox path cultivator, one who abandoned his master's sect, forgot his ancestors, half-entered the demonic path, and whose realm had not yet reached Feather Transformation, could actually be sealed as "Weird Dao Person"?!

Dissatisfaction had long been in their hearts.

Black Arhat sneered: "So you're saying that person was your junior brother for better or worse. You then truly don't show a bit of emotion?"

Wonderful Madam covered her mouth and "giggled." "So heartless, no wonder he's not tolerated by the orthodox path and had to become a demonic leader."

Her gaze shifted slightly and she saw Mo Hua hiding behind Weird Daoist. Her eyes lit up, and she secretly praised in her heart:

"This little kid's appearance is indeed handsome..."

"The most important thing is that his gaze is clear and his temperament is warm, like uncarved jade. He hasn't cultivated demonic arts and hasn't been stained with the slightest filth. If I raise him by my side, and he grows up a bit, harvesting and supplementing will certainly have a different flavor..."

Wonderful Madam's spring heart rose, but her face remained slightly cold, and she laughed coldly:

"This is the 'Ten Thousand Demons Meeting'. Those in attendance are either demonic ancestors or great demonic cultivators who command a region and make everyone tremble with fear. Although you are a 'Dao Person,' bringing such a young cultivator who hasn't even cultivated demonic arts to participate in this Ten Thousand Demons Meeting, isn't that being too dismissive of us?"

Weird Daoist sat woodenly, without uttering a word.

This made even Xuan Sanren frown, and he coldly snorted: "Mere demon seed clone, indeed puts on quite a show..."

If Weird Daoist had come personally, he might have given him some face.

He might even treat him as an honored guest and sit on the white bone throne above, overlooking the ten thousand demons, on equal footing with himself and these Feather Transformation demonic ancestors.

But now, he was just a puppet parasitic on a demon seed!

How could he be so arrogant?

Weird Daoist's gaze was wooden, without a trace of expression.

Mo Hua really wanted to speak for him, "Senior Uncle means he doesn't want to bother with you..."

But he felt that at this occasion, it was not good for him to speak rashly, so he silently swallowed the words back down.

The atmosphere in the field was a little heavy for a while.

Just as Mo Hua was worried about whether they would make a move against "Senior Uncle," the green-lipped old man, Poison Venerable, mediated:

"Forget it. Since we've entered the demonic gate, we're all connected..."

"Now our enemies are the Dao Court, and our purpose is that Mr. Zhuang. It's not suitable to cause discord at this time..."

The atmosphere in the field then eased slightly.

Mo Hua secretly curled his lip.

This old man is definitely an old sarcastic person.

He was the one causing trouble, and he was also the one playing the peacemaker in the end.

Poison Venerable was old and senior, and his words seemed to carry quite a bit of weight. The demonic cultivators in the field also all withdrew their gazes from Weird Daoist.

However, the atmosphere was still a little subtle.

That Black Arhat looked at Weird Daoist with fierce light in his eyes. Xuan Sanren's expression was displeased. Wonderful Madam, instead of looking at Weird Daoist, placed her gaze on Mo Hua, both greedy and pitying, as if she was plotting something...

They seemed to have finished what they needed to say, and the plan was already in place.

Poison Venerable then said:

"The Ten Thousand Demons Meeting ends here. I hope all fellow Daoists will unite their efforts, return their spirits to the Nether Ancestor, be loyal to the Demon Monarch, and dedicate themselves to the great prosperity of my demonic path!"

"Great prosperity of the demonic path!"

"Dedicate ourselves!"

The demonic cultivators in the audience shouted in unison, then successively rose and bowed.

Their bowing ritual was very strange, seemingly using a hand to pinch a demonic path seal, not knowing what it meant.

Mo Hua didn't learn it, and of course, he didn't disdain to learn it.

After everyone finished their bows, they were about to disperse.

Just as someone walked to the door, their expression suddenly changed. Next, more and more Golden Core demonic cultivators showed surprised expressions and whispered.

Poison Venerable frowned. "What's the matter?"

Xuan Sanren released his divine sense and scouted for a moment. His expression was shocked. "The Ten Thousand Demons Hall, sealed by an array?"

An array sealing the door? Can't get out?

All the demonic cultivators in the field changed color.

Just at this moment, a big demonic cultivator man suddenly went mad. He abruptly made a move, chopping off a demonic cultivator old man beside him with a single knife, then went on a bloodthirsty killing spree, disregarding everything...

A sudden change occurred, and the group of demons was in an uproar, not knowing what had happened.

The four Feather Transformation demonic ancestors also looked at each other. After a while, as if they thought of something, they successively frowned and looked at Weird Daoist.

Weird Daoist still sat woodenly.

But his pupils were pitch-black!

Mo Hua, standing behind him, couldn't help but open his mouth, a little unbelievable:

"Dao Heart Plant Demon..."

"Senior Uncle, this is... closing the door and starting the killing?"

(End of this chapter)