Chapter Fifty-Eight: Too Quiet
r text you'd like translated!Under the nourishment of an immense amount of spiritual energy, qi and blood surged incessantly. Whenever power condensed to its peak, it would surge towards a hidden cham...The mass grave has existed for many years.
Many people's bodies, if they don't have a suitable place to be buried, will eventually choose to be buried here.
Over the years.
No one knows how many bodies are buried in the mass grave.
Now those corpses, tainted by the blood of demons and fiends, have become corpse puppets and crawled out of their graves once more.
"Fortunately, not all corpses can be transformed into corpse puppets. Only corpses that are relatively well-preserved can be transformed. Otherwise, the number of corpse puppets would increase dramatically."
Shen Changqing drew his long sword, beheading a corpse puppet that rushed towards him.
While the number of Corpse Puppets that have risen now is considerable, it's not to a degree that inspires despair.
He thought to himself.
The powerful being who sealed the demon blood here likely never imagined that this place would one day become a burial ground.
"This place is under my jurisdiction, when would demons dare to run rampant!"
Shen Changqing coldly snorted, taking a step forward as his blade slashed out. The blade energy erupted, instantly tearing through the air and decapitating dozens of corpse puppets.
"Qi Blast!"
This scene, seen directly by the rest, couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.
Qi blast!
That's standard equipment for congenital Qi masters.
Although some martial arts allow for the release of qi even before a practitioner reaches the external qi realm, it is not as powerful.
But —
Who can say for sure that Master Shen isn't already a congenital outer qi expert
> Shocked.
They felt much more at ease.
The number of Corpse Puppets was quite large, putting considerable pressure on these martial artists.
Now that there is a congenital outer gang expert, the corpse puppet is not a big problem.
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As for their inner thoughts.
Shen Changqing remained indifferent.
Anyway, breakthroughs in one's innate abilities are impossible to hide. But with the Heavenly Martial Qi protecting me, it provides an explanation to the Demon Suppression Division as well.
As long as one doesn't deliberately expose themselves.
No one would know that he was already a congenital outer gang warrior.
Because of the nature of Heaven Martial Qi, when breaking through one's innate limitations, it can be released externally.
Shen Changqing makes a move.
This is truly encouraging.
Suddenly.
The speed at which the rest of them killed the corpse puppets also increased significantly.
It's less than half an hour.
No more corpse puppets crawled out of the abyss.
Those slain corpse puppets were also returned to their original places.
At this time.
Blood surged upwards.
A sound like a monstrous roar, deep and angry, reverberated through the canyon's depths, causing everyone to turn pale with fear.
It's coming out!
The long sword returned to its sheath, Shen Changqing's hand unconsciously rested on the hilt, his gaze was solemn, and his mind dared not relax in the slightest.
The power of demons is not comparable to mere ghostly apparitions.
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How powerful a drop of unrestricted demon essence blood would be, he couldn't say for sure.
From the mere act of a ground dragon rolling over to the resurrection of the corpse, it is evident that the essence of demon and monster blood is extraordinary.
Then.
Shen Changqing's gaze swept over Cui Cheng and the others once again.
With his state of being, he could sense immense pressure at this moment.
Can warriors who have only reached the realm of pulse connection truly possess the means to subdue demon and fiend essence blood
As for this.
Shen Changqing had a high degree of suspicion in his heart.
The scene was silent.
Only roars and growls echoed endlessly.
Without waiting too long, a jade-green blood orb the size of an average fist rose from the depths of the canyon. The eyes of everyone present were drawn to the jade-green blood orb involuntarily.
Take a closer look.
It can be seen that inside the emerald-green blood cell, there is a red light interwoven.
Every roar that shook the soul came from within the blood cells.
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"Get to work!"
Unbeknownst to who first uttered it, someone immediately charged toward the emerald-green blood sphere.
They came this time for the demon essence blood.
Now that demon blood is appearing, no one can control their impulses.
Once one person made a move, the next moment another followed, and then another.
Even Cui Cheng, Ming Zhengyang and others, at this moment, couldn't maintain their composure.
"Demonic essence blood, it belongs to my Guiyuan Sword Sect! No one can take it!"
Cui Changsheng's sword was drawn, its cold light flashing, aimed directly at the warrior closest to the essence blood.
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At the same time.
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Ming Zhengyang took a step forward, his figure shifting like smoke and mirrors, vanishing in an instant.
The next moment.
He has already appeared near the demon essence blood, his folding fan thrusting out like a sword, the fierce wind causing people to change color.
"The Guiyuan Sword Sect wants to monopolize the demon essence blood, it's a bit presumptuous, isn't it This essence blood belongs to my Qiyuanzong. If you could give me some face, in the future, Ming and the Qiyuanzong will definitely repay your kindness!"
"The Seven Star Sect can afford the reward, my Heaven Blade Sect will double it! Why don't you just give me the demon blood instead!"
Xiao Bolang laughed loudly, the long sword behind him unsheathed. The blade's aura was unparalleled, exploding forth with a flash that tore through the air.
Before the birth of the demon essence blood.
These powerful factions would still have some restraint.
Now that the true blood of demons and monsters is finally revealed, they have nothing to fear anymore.
Chaos!
In an instant, everything unfolded.
Everyone wants the demon blood, making a peaceful resolution impossible for those present.
Shen Changqing stepped back two steps, silently watching the people present vying for the demon essence blood. He himself did not intend to participate at all.
As he said at the beginning.
Demon blood is precious, that's relatively speaking. The Demon Suppression Division doesn't lack demon blood, nor does it lack demon blood.
So, in the eyes of other forces, the precious and rare demonic essence blood is highly valued. However, in the eyes of the Demon Suppression Division, while it is still valuable, it is not absolutely necessary.
The martial arts movements of the Qiyiao Sect appear quite gentle, with a hint of Confucian philosophy. It is said that the founder of the Qiyiao Sect was originally a prominent scholar in the imperial court. Judging by their style, it seems the rumors are true!
Shen Changqing's gaze fell on Ming Zhengyang.
Among all the people present, the other party's strength was considered the strongest.
In contrast.
Even with a master sitting in the Heavenly Sword Gate, the two were still slightly weaker than Ming Zhengyang.
Although the strength of a school is not always directly indicative of the strength of its disciples.
The stronger the sect, the more profound its foundation.
Consequently.
Those who grew up there were much stronger than ordinary people.
If all those present were to be divided into ranks, Ming Zhengyang would be in the first tier, while the two members of the Tiandao Gate would be in the second tier. The remaining disciples from various sects would struggle to fall between the second and third tiers.
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The remaining idle warriors were classified below the third echelon.
Warrior battles.
It is a fight to the death.
Especially now, under the influence of demonic blood, everyone's murderous intent has been amplified invisibly, causing many to fall in battle before it even truly began.
Suddenly.
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A cold, eerie chill permeated the air.
Shen Changqing's face changed slightly, his toes lightly tapping the ground, and his whole body flew backward like a big bird. In an instant, he was far away from the range of the demon essence blood.
Just as he was withdrawing, a sudden fog rolled in before his eyes.
The originally clear image suddenly became blurry.
"Demons!"
There were also a few demons who had died by their own hands. Shen Changqing had become sensitive to the auras of demons.
When he first saw the demon's blood, he also had some doubts in his heart.
If it's all about the demonic blood, with so many martial artists present, why hasn't the demon side made a move
Later.
Shen Changqing attributed this to the fact that all the demonic creatures sent by the Eternal Life Alliance had been slain by him, hence the absence of any demonic presence.
But he hadn't expected it either.
The demons actually had a backup plan.
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Now, the area around the Chaos Cemetery where demons and monsters are vying for blood essence is shrouded in mist, and this mist continues to spread outwards.
With keen perception.
Shen Changqing could sense a strong danger within the fog.
Therefore.
After exiting the mist's range, he didn't hesitate for a moment. With several agile leaps, he left the graveyard behind.
“Demons appeared in the graveyard, seeking demon essence blood. Then what about Lin'an City With so many people there, they are probably also coveted by demons—”
Shen Changqing's feet never stopped, already heading towards Lin'an City.
Demons appear in the burial ground. It's possible that demons will also appear near Lin'an city.
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He did not forget his duty, and therefore he made guarding the city of Lin'an his priority.
If Lin'an City were to be taken over by demons, then my mission would be a failure.
And —
Even if it wasn't for a mission, Shen Changqing wouldn't stand idly by and allow so many commoners to die at the hands of demons when he was able.
The demons in the graveyard threaten me, they are definitely vengeful spirits, possibly one or more, and the cemetery itself is a place of burial. It's best not to confront them for now.
As for those martial artists, it's up to their luck.
Shen Changqing pondered silently.
To be honest.
He doesn't think Cui Cheng and the others stand any chance of survival.
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After all, even if one reaches the realm of innate Qi, they will still feel threatened. For those who haven't even reached the innate realm, their fate is self-evident.
That's all.
Since the other party dares to compete for the demon blood essence, they naturally have to bear the corresponding consequences.
Furthermore, compared to the common people of Lin'an City, those martial artists are also expendable.
Therefore.
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Shen Changqing left, leaving very abruptly.
The demons in the graveyard also seemed to realize how troublesome he was, and when they retreated, they didn't even bother to stop him.
It wasn't used for too long.
Shen Changqing returned to Lin'an City.
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Now that the upheaval of the ground dragon has ended, and with his previous orders in place, all the people have returned to their homes to take shelter. The once crowded streets are now deserted.
This is a test.
Even.
The entire city exudes a different kind of tranquility.
When the earth dragon flipped, it happened to be noon. He lingered by the chaotic graveyard for quite some time, and when Shen Changqing returned, although it wasn't yet nightfall, the sun had already set, and a dark curtain began to cover the horizon.
Walking on the quiet street, Shen Changqing held his sword hilt tightly with his right hand, his eyes calm and steady as he walked towards the yamen.
It's so quiet!
The surroundings were unnaturally quiet.
The street, which wasn't very long to begin with, seemed to him as if it had no end in sight.The pages of the martial arts compendium rustled, and phantoms of powerful warriors emerged from within, displaying various divine techniques as they continuously shattered celestial calamities.These...