nucmednet Chapter 405 Yangcheng Demonic Sect
Chapter 405 Yangcheng Demonic Sect
This sudden turn of events was like a bolt from the blue, plunging them into an abyss of despair and collapse. "Is everything... over?" Xu Nian murmured, his face ashen, his lips trembling slightly. However, his deep eyes did not lose their light; instead, they revealed a resolute determination. He slowly raised his head, his gaze fixed on the mysterious top of the secret realm, as if trying to pierce through the endless darkness to see the secrets hidden within.
"Break!" With a deep and powerful roar, Xu Nian swung his fist again, forcefully striking upwards. In an instant, a dazzling golden light burst forth from his fist, like a roaring golden dragon soaring into the sky, instantly illuminating the entire dark secret realm as bright as day.
"Crack!" A crisp, ear-piercing cracking sound rang out as the incredibly powerful force ripped a massive fissure open at the top of the secret realm. The fissure, like a monstrous maw, continued to expand outwards, emitting a chilling sound.
As time passed, the cracks widened until they reached their breaking point. With a deafening roar, the entire secret realm collapsed like a crumbling skyscraper. Countless rocks, mud, and strange energy currents poured down like a torrential downpour, creating a scene that was both spectacular and terrifying.
At that moment, the Wanmo Sect disciples outside the secret realm, who had initially held onto a sliver of hope, were terrified and scattered in panic. But how could their speed compare to the immense force of the collapsing secret realm? In the blink of an eye, that world-destroying power, like a ferocious beast, opened its blood-red maw and swallowed all the unfortunate disciples whole, leaving not a trace behind.
Deep within the secret realm, a dazzling golden pillar of light suddenly shot into the sky. Within that brilliant golden light, the figures of Xu Nian and Wu Qinghuan slowly rose. Upon closer inspection, one could see an exceptionally bright light shimmering on Xu Nian's chest—the newly formed sixth layer of Dao essence. Its radiance was like the most brilliant star in the night sky, so dazzling that it was almost blinding.
"Haha, the sixth level of Dao essence, finally achieved!" Xu Nian felt the surging power within his body, and a faint smile appeared on his face. However, he did not become complacent because he knew that the road ahead was still full of difficulties and dangers.
Meanwhile, deep beneath Yangcheng, at the headquarters of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect, a completely different scene unfolded. The enormous blood pool churned and churned, its sweltering heat accompanied by a pungent, nauseating stench of blood. In the very center of the pool, the Ten Thousand Demons Sect patriarch, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly snapped them open. Two crimson beams of light shot from his eyes, piercing the thick blood mist before him and striking the calm surface of the pool, creating ripples tens of feet high.
"The Second Protector has fallen..." His voice was low and hoarse, as if a roar came from the depths of the deepest hell, filled with endless grief and anger. Every word was like a heavy hammer blow to the hearts of everyone present, sending chills down their spines.
At this moment, the blood in the pool, which had been as calm as a mirror, began to churn violently, as if stirred by a powerful force. The blood surged into towering waves, constantly crashing against the edge of the pool, making a series of booming sounds, as if responding to the resentment and unwillingness in his heart.
"Who dares to kill my Ten Thousand Demons Sect's protector!" With a roar, the Ten Thousand Demons Sect's patriarch suddenly stood up. His movements were incredibly swift, creating a gust of wind that swept past. At the same time, the blood in the blood pool seemed to be summoned by something, instantly shooting into the sky and transforming into a thick pillar of blood-red light that pierced the clouds.
The crimson pillar of light exuded a chilling aura, causing the surrounding space to slightly distort upon its appearance. Against this backdrop of bloody terror, the patriarch of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect appeared like a demon god descended to earth, majestic and invincible.
"Reporting to the Ancestor, it is...it is Xu Nian and Wu Qinghuan..." A disciple, trembling all over, knelt on the ground, not daring to raise his head, his voice barely audible. However, in this silent environment, even the slightest sound was exceptionally clear.
"Xu Nian? It's him again!" Upon hearing this name, the patriarch of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect's eyes blazed with fury, like two raging flames dancing in their sockets. He hated this name to the core; it was this very person who had ruined their sect's plans last time, and now he had actually killed their second protector!
The patriarch of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect, enraged, raised his hand and slammed it down. A scream rang out, and the disciple kneeling on the ground instantly turned into a cloud of blood mist, dissipating into the air without leaving even a trace.
"How could this kid's strength improve so rapidly!" The patriarch of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug deep into his flesh, blood trickling down his fingertips, but he was completely oblivious. Not long ago, Xu Nian was just an unknown nobody, not even worth his attention. But who would have thought that in such a short time, this boy would be able to kill two of his Ten Thousand Demons Sect's protectors in succession? His rate of increase in strength was truly unbelievable.
"Could it be... that he has already encountered some extraordinary opportunity?" Thinking this, the patriarch of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect frowned, lost in thought. If Xu Nian had truly obtained some immense opportunity, he would undoubtedly become a major threat to the Ten Thousand Demons Sect in the future. No, we absolutely cannot stand idly by! We must eliminate him as soon as possible to prevent future troubles!
The patriarch of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect frowned deeply, his brows furrowing like two intertwined black snakes, his heart filled with endless doubts. "I absolutely cannot delay any longer. I must obtain that mysterious and unpredictable Ninefold Dao Essence as quickly as possible!" A chillingly greedy light suddenly flashed in his already sharp, hawk-like eyes.
"Only by possessing these nine layers of Dao essence can I break through the numerous bottlenecks on my current cultivation path and embark on the broad road to the supreme Dao!" Thinking this, the patriarch of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect could no longer contain his excitement and suddenly raised his head to the sky, letting out a long roar. His voice was like a thunderclap, piercing straight through the clouds and shaking the heavens and earth.
"Xu Nian, you despicable bastard, just you wait! When I capture you, I will tear you to pieces and shred your body to vent my hatred!" His roar, filled with boundless hatred, resounded throughout the surrounding area, and even the air seemed to tremble slightly because of this intense hatred.
Immediately afterward, the already sinister and deep-seated face of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect's patriarch became even more so, like a dark cloud gathering, terrifyingly grim. His narrow eyes flashed with a chilling light that seemed to pierce the very soul. He suddenly swung his arm back with a swift and decisive movement, simultaneously shouting, "Immediately issue my orders! Summon all elders and disciples of the sect! Without the slightest delay! We must launch a full-scale manhunt for Xu Nian and Wu Qinghuan!"
Before the words were finished, a deathly silence fell, broken only by the echoing, murderous, and authoritative voice of the Ancestor. After a brief pause, the Ancestor spoke again, this time with an even more ferocious and vicious tone, like the roar of a demon from the deepest hell: "I will make these two arrogant little thieves pay a terrible price for what they have done today! I will make them repent for their heinous crimes under a baptism of blood!"
The moment the patriarch finished speaking, the enormous blood pool in the center of the Demon Palace underwent a startling transformation. The previously calm blood, as if a bomb had been dropped on it, instantly became agitated. In the blink of an eye, the blood began to boil violently, churning and bubbling. Waves of crimson blood, several meters high, surged and crashed against each other, shattering and scattering countless tiny droplets of blood, like eerie flowers blooming on the edge of death.
The sprays of blood lingered briefly in the air before falling like raindrops, merging back into the surging waves of blood. From afar, the entire blood pool resembled a monstrous beast driven mad, baring its fangs and roaring wildly, seemingly trying to break free from some restraint and devour everything around it. The pungent stench of blood permeated the entire demon palace, quickly filling it and making everyone nauseous.
At the same time, along with the unusual movement of the blood pool, the entire headquarters of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect was enveloped in a dense, impenetrable, and eerie aura. This aura was bone-chilling, as if it could freeze one's blood, instilling fear and sending shivers down one's spine. Even the usually fierce and menacing disciples of the Demon Sect felt a chill run down their spines, their faces turning ashen.
However, Xu Nian, who was thousands of miles away at that moment, was completely unaware of all of this. He was walking side by side with Wu Qinghuan, the two of them as light as swallows, turning into two streaks of light and speeding towards their next destination—the market where the auction was being held.
"Meow..." Just then, a tabby cat, significantly larger than an average house cat, lazily perched on Xu Nian's shoulder and let out a soft meow. The tabby cat's fur was snow-white, and its large, bright eyes sparkled with curiosity, making it look incredibly cute.
Its fur was as smooth as the finest silk, shimmering with a captivating luster, each strand appearing so soft and lustrous. In particular, the golden stripe on its forehead had become increasingly clear, as if meticulously sculpted, radiating an undeniable brilliance.
"Niannian, what's wrong?" Xu Nian gently stroked the tabby cat's head, her voice full of concern and tenderness. The tabby cat in front of her was Niannian, who had undergone an astonishing transformation after successfully absorbing six layers of Dao essence.
"Meow..." Nian Nian slowly raised its head, a fleeting, almost imperceptible unease flashing in its golden pupils. Then, it extended its sharp claws and began to lash them rapidly in the air. With each movement, golden streaks appeared instantly, like lightning bolts slicing through the night sky, intertwining and flashing incessantly, creating a dazzling spectacle.
"This is..." Xu Nian stared intently at Niannian's actions, a sense of foreboding rising within her. Just then, the golden trails began to converge, eventually forming a vivid and lifelike image. In the image, Wu Qinghuan's face was ashen, her body swaying precariously, her once snow-white clothes now soaked crimson with blood, a horrifying sight.
"Qinghuan!" Xu Nian exclaimed involuntarily, her heart clenching instantly. However, this scene lasted only a moment before vanishing like a phantom, as if it had never existed.
"Niannian, what did you see? Tell me quickly!" Xu Nian's voice trembled slightly with tension and anxiety. She looked at Niannian eagerly, hoping to get more clues about Wu Qinghuan's situation from it.
"Meow..." With a soft yet urgent meow, Nian Nian once again stretched out its small, delicate paw, pointing firmly to the north. Its big, round eyes were filled with worry, as if it had seen something terrible.
Xu Nian's keen eyes caught Nian Nian's actions and expression, and his heart tightened instantly. Almost in an instant, he understood what Nian Nian meant—there was danger in the north! And it was very likely near the market town.
"No, I absolutely cannot let Qinghuan be in danger." Xu Nian's mind raced, and he quickly made a decision. Although he was confident in his own strength and believed that he could handle any crisis with ease, he couldn't calm down at all just thinking about the possibility of Wu Qinghuan being harmed.
Without hesitation, Xu Nian turned to look at Wu Qinghuan, his expression unusually solemn, and said in a low voice, "Qinghuan."
Hearing Xu Nian suddenly call her name, Wu Qinghuan was taken aback. She immediately noticed Xu Nian's unusual behavior and quickly asked with concern, "What's wrong? Did something happen?"