Star Sky Professional
Chapter 517 - 417: Myriad Python Mountain

Chapter 517: Chapter 417: Myriad Python Mountain

Qinghua Small World.

The earth is lush and green, growing with small blue flowers.

The air is full of moisture, seemingly near a giant swamp.

Noxious gas rises up, transforming into colorful clouds; it looks extraordinarily beautiful, but any living being below the seventh level of the Mortal Realm would be corroded into blood and bones upon contact.

Song Zhong held the Ember Battle Saber, the Black Dragon perched on his shoulder, surveying the surroundings: "Is this the Qinghua Small World?"

He looked at a map in his hand.

This map was given by the guarding disciples upon entry.

"This place should belong to the outer region, the Corrosive Poison Swamp... the Qinghua Small World is vast, divided into the Corrosive Poison Swamp, Wan Mang Mountain, and the core area of the Endless Blood Sea..."

"The demons of the Qing Emperor Palace’s Archery Department mostly fight with us in Wan Mang Mountain... As for the core inheritance, it is suspected to be hidden in the Endless Blood Sea, which is extremely terrifying; even cultivators at the ninth level of the Mortal Realm find it hard to stay for long... Even elders in the Primordial Spirit Realm would likely have their spirits corroded."

"To delve deep into the Endless Blood Sea, one must obtain the specialty of Wan Mang Mountain—the ’Snake Eye Pearl’. One Snake Eye Pearl can protect a cultivator exploring the Endless Blood Sea for ten hours... Previously, many Humans and Demons found treasures in the Blood Sea using Snake Eye Pearls..."

"Because of this, Wan Mang Mountain is where the fiercest battles occur between both sides..."

"The palace has different rewards for different demons... They are divided into Great Demon, Peak Great Demon, and Demon Race Prince tiers..."

The so-called ’Demon Race Prince tier’ does not refer to demons expected to reach the Primordial Spirit Realm; rather, as long as they are Great Demons with sufficient resources in Qingyuan Great Realm, achieving the Primordial Spirit Realm is quite probable.

The ’Prince tier’ requires at least Third Stage Dao Rules comprehension at the Great Demon Realm!

A talent like Song Zhong can easily slay numerous Human cultivators at the ninth level of the Mortal Realm with one demon.

"As for a Demon Race Prince appearing, it’s unlikely..."

"But it’s hard to say, given that demon lord being a Demon Emperor-level existence."

A Demon Emperor-level existence, known as a Heavenly Demon, is equivalent to Heavenly Immortal Realm greatness in the Human Clan!

Although the Demon Race has many ’Princes’, each is indeed extraordinarily talented, but among a hundred princes, there might not be one who truly ascends to become a Demon Emperor!

This is the harsh reality of pursuing the Dao!

Even so, this benefits from the vastness, long history, and abundant legacy of Qingyuan Great Realm.

In Fang Xing’s Main Universe, since its inception, aside from the creator, no second person has succeeded!

"A Demon Emperor-level legacy or inheritance... might still attract Demon Race Princes..."

Even someone as skilled as the Black Dragon Fang Xing would not stand a chance.

Though he might escape using Void Dao Rules, facing them directly would be impossible!

...

On the edge of Wan Mang Mountain, two streaks of light fled ahead.

Behind them, a green light chased rapidly.

Inside the green light was a figure, her waist slender, wearing green robes with green scales on her face, clearly a demon from the Qing Emperor Palace’s Archery Department.

The ones fleeing ahead were two disciples of the Seven Killings Demon Palace.

One of them roared angrily: "We’ve already handed over the Snake Eye Pearl, why do you still chase us? We’ve already sent messages to the nearby brothers; don’t be misguided!"

"Hehe, please hand over your lives to me; it would be an additional merit for the clan."

The green-robed woman stuck out her tongue; it was crimson and forked, her pupils turning into green vertical slits momentarily.

In the sky dome above, a green python’s phantom appeared, countless scales falling like flying swords.

One of the Seven Killings Demon Palace’s inner sect disciples held a heavy saber, roaring angrily, forming a shield that seemed impenetrable, with defenses as steady as a mountain.

Another inner sect disciple’s eyes flickered and he instantly transformed into numerous duplicates, fleeing in different directions.

Thud! Thud!

The scales fell swiftly, piercing through the mountain illusion defense, turning the disciple wielding the heavy saber into a sieve.

The green-robed woman chuckled softly, a piece of snake scale appearing in her hand.

Engraved on the palm-sized snake scale were runes, each flashing, capturing the disciple’s strand of essence blood along with his divine soul.

She smiled contentedly, storing the spoils, seemingly unconcerned about the fleeing Seven Killings Demon Palace disciple.

Not long after, accompanied by a distant scream, another green light flew over, revealing a green-haired, scaly man: "Sister Ye, that one has been slain by me... you keep this ’Soul Binding Scale’."

"Thank you, Brother Fu; Brother Fu’s divine skills are impressive, you might soon ascend to the Prince tier, right?"

The snake demon girl smiled charmingly.

"Still lacking a bit, but with more diligent cultivation, it can be achieved."

The green-haired, scaly man laughed: "This is Lady Qinghua’s Inner Heaven and Earth, Lady Qinghua was also of our race back in the day, with plenty of opportunities, especially suitable for us... If we can obtain it, not just the prince, even emperor might be possible..."

"If that’s the case, it might attract other princes, even imperial members of other clans..."

The girl looked worried.

"Don’t worry, I heard from my brother... the elders in the clan have already prevented demons from the other seven departments from entering; for at least a hundred years, only our Archery Department can explore this place. As far as I know... the emperor brother isn’t interested in this, only five princes are coming... Wan Mang Mountain is vast, also obstructing divine sense; with luck, we have a chance at the inheritance... As for those Humans, humph! They covet Lady Qinghua’s inheritance, courting death!"

The green-haired, scaly youth suddenly glanced to the side, revealing a soft whip in his hand.

Snap!

A whip shadow broke the void, green rule power spreading, forming one circle after another, seemingly endless.

This was the Wood Dao Rules, life force unceasing.

From the void, Song Zhong’s figure was forced out, holding his saber horizontally.

Flames fell, forming shields, blocking the endless whip shadows.

"What a whip technique... though relying on the Primordial Spirit Treasure, you are very close to the third stage of the Wood Dao Rules."

Song Zhong looked at the green-haired, scaly youth’s soft whip and sighed: "Given time, indeed you can become a Demon King, but it’s a pity you met me! Kill!"

There’s no need for more words between Human and Demon upon meeting.

Where the saber pointed, a world of flames instantly formed.

Countless volcanoes, flaming rivers, fire trees and silver flowers, and flame spirits appeared, like an entire world, pressing the green-haired, scaly youth.

"Not good... Human expert, flee quickly."

The green-haired, scaly youth gritted his teeth, his soft whip entwined with green scales, the whip shadows tainted with dark green.

Chirr! Chirr!

Flame world’s beings touched the dark green and vanished instantly.

Poison Dao Rules!

This demon race youth also cultivated Poison Dao Rules!

However, the Wood Dao Rules and Poison Dao Rules have many overlapping aspects, allowing mutual inference.

Experts of Wood Dao Rules often excel in either healing or poison techniques!

The demon race girl transformed into a streak of light, flying in the opposite direction, leaving without hesitation.

This isn’t demon heartlessness, but field awareness, knowing she’d be a burden if she stayed.

Swoosh!

Sadly, after flying a hundred miles, the void flickered, and a twenty-meter long black dragon covered in black scales with flesh wings appeared.

Its tail swung powerfully, sending the demon race girl flying instantly.

"Squirt!"

The demon race girl spewed blood, disbelief written on her face: "You filthy four-legged snake... you dare stop me?"

In terms of noble bloodline, she far exceeded this mongrel demon.

Even unleashing her aura would weaken the opponent’s strength.

"Damn, I’m Dragon Series, nobly rooted, you lowly snake demon, dare insult me?"

Fang Xing’s eyes widened, moving swiftly in the void, evading the girl’s green scales, approaching her face-to-face, clawing out.

This claw seemed to disrupt the void, tearing it apart.

Terrorizing silver currents struck the demon race girl, making her scream and losing all resistance, falling to the ground.

Whoosh!

Fang Xing flapped his wings, landing victoriously, pinning the girl down.

"Dragon Series?"

The snake demon girl’s pupils shrank into pinpoints, then noted Fang Xing’s enslaved imprint on his forehead, sneering: "A refined four-legged snake? Claiming Dragon Series? Hehe... strong, yet willing to be a Human pet, killing kin, deserving death!"

"Kin?"

Fang Xing sneered, mouth wide as if ready to devour the snake demon: "Isn’t Demon Race about survival of the fittest? When did they care about kinship? Seen any tiger demons allied with rabbit demons?"

Demon Race is broad, true hatred among them may surpass Human-demon enmity!

Even Qing Emperor Palace only commands eight demon clans.

He teased: "You don’t mean I’m kin to a snake just because I’m a four-legged snake, right?"

The demon girl was speechless, then saw Song Zhong landing.

Song Zhong held a green-haired head that was the previous demon youth.

His eyes stared in anger, dying unyieldingly.

"Kill this girl."

Fang Xing ordered.

Before the girl could react, Song Zhong beheaded her.

As her head flew, her eyes bore confusion.

She couldn’t understand how Fang Xing, a mere spiritual pet, could command his master against the natural order.

Fang Xing watched her death, unmoved.

Such is demon ferocity.

Failure inevitably means death.

Not personally killing showed some kinship... okay, actually considering an elder’s influence in an Inner Heaven and Earth of a fallen demon expert somewhat.