mesbooks Chapter 325 It's like someone brings you a pillow when you're just wanting to sleep.
Chapter 325 It's like someone brings you a pillow when you're just wanting to sleep.
"What should we do?"
"Do we really have to wait for the demonic tide to erupt?"
"How long will we have to wait? A year? Ten years?"
Lin Hanzhou was getting impatient.
His current situation may seem safe, but in reality, he is walking on thin ice.
Duanmu Hong, that old idiot, could discover the anomaly at any moment and descend upon the void battlefield.
Once the opponent arrives here, he, an eighth-level cultivator, will be nothing more than a piece of cake for them.
Only by fully reviving the Demon Emperor's heart and mastering the power of the ninth rank can he truly possess the strength to contend with the ninth rank.
"We still need to think of a way... How about we proactively release some bait?"
Just as Lin Hanzhou was stroking his chin, pondering whether he should create some kind of "artificial phenomenon" to lure people in,
"Um?"
Lin Hanzhou's movements suddenly froze.
His extremely keen senses suddenly detected something unusual.
This anomaly did not come from the visual feedback of those hundred-plus ancestors, but from the restless Demon Emperor's Heart within his body!
"Thump! Thump!"
The heart of the Demon Emperor beat faster without warning.
It's an excitement stemming from the predator, and a desire for kinship.
Something's coming...
Lin Hanzhou suddenly looked up, his gaze sharp as lightning, locking onto the void in the southeast direction of the canyon.
The place seemed desolate, with only the howling wind whipping up sand and gravel.
But in Lin Hanzhou's perception, a huge and deep aura, like a giant shark in the deep sea, was silently approaching the canyon.
The power of that aura far surpassed that of any demon he had devoured this month!
The intense demonic energy fluctuations, even from a great distance, made the demonic heart within Lin Hanzhou's body rejoice.
"Eighth Rank...Tenth Level!!"
Lin Hanzhou's eyes lit up instantly, so bright it was frightening.
"Wow, it's like someone just delivered a pillow when I was sleepy!"
……
【Outside the canyon, 30,000 li to the southeast】
An extremely imposing figure was hovering in the air, each step it took creating ripples of black light in the void.
This is an extremely terrifying demon.
It was over ten feet tall, covered in armor as clear and translucent as amethyst, with two winding dragon horns on its head and a thick tail covered in barbs trailing behind it.
What's most striking is its pair of eyes.
It wasn't the crimson and savagery of ordinary demons, but a deep purple, exuding a calm and cruelty like an abyss.
The Amethyst Demon General – Moro.
A top-tier expert at the eighth rank and tenth level, just half a step away from stepping into the ninth rank of Demon Emperor realm!
Even in this void battlefield teeming with powerful beings, it remains a dominant force.
"strangeness……"
Moro stopped in his tracks, his purple eyes narrowing slightly as he looked at the inconspicuous canyon in the distance.
It stretched out its scaly fingers, gently grabbed a handful of air, and sniffed it.
"Such a dense aura of death."
"Moreover... it's the lingering resentment and bloodlust of those who died among their own kind."
Moro's voice was deep and hoarse, like metal rubbing together.
For the past month, it has been sleeping and cultivating in the nearby void fault.
But recently, it has been sensing that the demonic energy fluctuations in this area are abnormally chaotic.
A large number of eighth-tier members of their race disappeared inexplicably, as if water droplets had evaporated.
Driven by its instincts as a strong animal and its sense of territory, it decided to come out and take a look.
As a result, this inspection led them to this place, following the faint smell of blood.
"The blood essence of hundreds of our kin is all converging in that direction."
A flicker of doubt crossed Moro's eyes, followed by greed.
For demons, cannibalism is a perfectly normal occurrence.
If there really were thousands of corpses of eighth-tier kin piled up there, it would be a rare feast for it!
"Could it be that one of our colleagues is performing some kind of blood sacrifice ritual there?"
"Hmph, whoever it is, since I've stumbled upon them, that's my good fortune!"
Moro gave a cold laugh.
In this void battlefield, whoever has the bigger fist is right.
It was very confident that with its current strength, no one could rival it except for those who had to avoid the sharp edge of the eighth-tier human race.
"Whoosh!"
Without further hesitation, Moro transformed into a streak of purple lightning, tearing through the sky and heading straight for the canyon.
……
[Inside the nameless canyon]
Lin Hanzhou had already stood up.
He did not call Nightshade, whom he had sent to a very distant place to keep watch and prevent human cultivators from accidentally entering, nor did he use the slave seal to summon those ancestors back to help.
Because there's no time, and it's not necessary.
"They're here."
Lin Hanzhou stood with his hands behind his back, atop the mountain of bone powder, his clothes fluttering in the strong wind.
next moment.
"boom--!!!"
The void above the canyon suddenly shattered.
An extremely terrifying pressure crashed down like Mount Tai pressing down on you.
The surrounding rock walls groaned under the immense pressure, and countless pieces of rock tumbled down.
The once peaceful ground was pressed down and sank three feet.
"Hehehe..."
A mocking yet cruel laugh came from the horizon.
"I initially thought it was some member of our clan performing a blood sacrifice here, but I never expected..."
With a flash of purple light, Moro's demonic figure crashed heavily a hundred meters in front of Lin Hanzhou.
It looked down at the tiny human before it, a hint of surprise flashing in its purple eyes, which quickly turned into deep disdain and mockery.
"It's actually a human ant at the second level of the eighth rank?"
Moro looked around at the white bone powder scattered on the ground, his nostrils twitched, and the killing intent in his eyes surged instantly.
"Did you do all of this?"
"Although the law of the jungle prevails, how dare a mere human slaughter my warriors and even suck their marrow from their bones..."
"Kid, you've got some nerve."
Facing this eighth-tier, tenth-level demon general, who was enough to terrify ordinary eighth-tier cultivators.
Lin Hanzhou showed no fear whatsoever; instead, he smiled.
He smiled broadly, as if he had seen a long-lost relative or a deliveryman he had been waiting for.
Lin Hanzhou looked Moro up and down, his eyes filled with satisfaction.
"Hehehe, let me see its quality."
"This amethyst armor, these dragon horns, the sheer amount of demonic energy..."
"Absolutely top-notch! Absolutely top-notch!"
Lin Hanzhou couldn't help but rub his hands together and give Moro a thumbs up.
"Dude, you have no idea how hard it was for me to wait for you."
"If you don't come soon, I'm already planning to complain about the 'delivery speed' of this Void Battlefield."
Moro was completely baffled by Lin Hanzhou's inexplicable attitude.
His brows furrowed, a sense of unease rising within him.
Is this human mentally unstable?
Not only does he not run away from me, but he also dares to spout nonsense here?
It should be noted that although human cultivators are far stronger than demons at the same level, the opponent is only at the second level of the eighth rank.
Humans of this level are beings he could easily crush with a flick of his wrist.