Demon Cultivator in Abyssal Era

Looking at Zhang Qingshan, who was full of excitement in front of him, Chu Xiu said nothing more. He just waved and said, ”Alright, my mission is complete. You should quickly adapt to the changes in your profession.”

”By the way, to prevent stirring unease among the other soldiers, don’t mention this to anyone for now.”

After speaking, amid Zhang Qingshan’s words of gratitude, Chu Xiu did not linger and left the military camp directly.

Chu Xiu would not be like a babysitter, taking care of Zhang Qingshan’s every step. He just respected his good brother’s choice and offered some help in passing.

He had done everything he could, and what Qingshan would choose next was up to him.

After completing this last task, Chu Xiu was at ease to change his identity and boarded the same flight as his parents, flying towards his hometown.

The entire plane was filled with ”refugees” who had previously been stranded in Peng City.

As soon as Chu Xiu got on the plane, he heard someone discussing him.

After the unsealing of the Black Death Prison, his deeds were spread throughout the country almost immediately.

Since the story of the three Celestial Kings luring the Outer Realm Demons with the whole of Peng City could cause public panic, and didn’t sound too glorious, the version circulated externally became Chu Xiu, at the moment of despair, ventured alone into the Horned Demon territory, killing several Horned Demons, advancing to the core, and destroyed the Black Death Prison with a single sword at the last moment.

After that, the Celestial Kings from the Outer World engaged in fierce battles with the Outer Realm Demons.

It could be said that in this version, Chu Xiu was undoubtedly the savior of Peng City, and such a legendary story was naturally eagerly reported by the major media.

Now, all of Huaxia was discussing Chu Xiu, Qin Yu, this name, almost occupied all the headlines, and even topics related to him saw a surge of a million followers within three days.

It could be said that if Chu Xiu could leverage this well, it could easily bring him considerable status and power.

However, he merely glanced at it indifferently and stopped paying attention.

Because he knew deep down that in the world of the Awakened, power was fundamental, and everything else was illusory.

So after arranging things for his parents, he immediately sought a secluded place to begin his retreat!

With a thought, the Thousand Souls Banner and Spirit and Flesh Storage Pouch appeared before him.

The blood and divine soul he obtained this time were enormous, needing a great amount of time to digest fully.

Chu Xiu was not anxious, as time was now abundant, and he merely split his focus, slowly refining them.

Meanwhile, his main body took out a large bundle of Cause and Effect Points and smiled.

”Now, the Cause and Effect Points I possess should be enough for the final rank of ’Great Freedom Celestial Demon Body’ cultivation, right?”

Once he broke through this realm, then Chu Xiu’s Great Freedom Celestial Demon Body could achieve perfection in the foundational realm!

He had a faint feeling that his body was transforming towards a higher level.

He was very curious about how powerful the perfected Great Freedom Celestial Demon Body would be and what kind of divine techniques it would generate!

Without further thought, Chu Xiu dived into his mind.

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Meanwhile, in a part of space far unknown from the Blue Star.

This was a void place where no life existed in the Abyss.

The space turbulence stretching billions of kilometers obstructed any prying eyes.

And at the core of this turbulence, there was astonishingly an eye of the storm-like, calm ”island” just a few square kilometers in size.

Said to be an island, it was actually a unique fragment of a planet suspended in the void.

And in the center of this fragment, there were six thrones placed neatly.

The thrones were made of unknown metals, rugged and hard, as if they had been here since ancient times, passing through unknown millennia amidst silence and void.

Suddenly, a black mist emerged from one of the thrones.

Then, as if triggering a chain reaction, black mist also rose successively from the other four thrones, with the remaining one showing no response for a long time.

At this moment, an ancient consciousness transmitted from the black mist.

”O’Brien is dead.”

”All of his servants have lost their vitality, and his world has begun to nurture the law anew.”

Along with the fall of the consciousness, the other black mists also began to rotate, sending out thoughts one after another.

”Useless, to be killed by a demigod, just as useless as his hypocritical brother!”

”Died well, this stupid guy only ruins our plans, lived for tens of thousands of years, could still be outsmarted by humans, deserved his death!”

”He’s dead, and it’s just as well that we have one less competitor.”

”But his planet is a bit far, I’m afraid it won’t be easy to reclaim it... never mind, in any case, the new law requires at least a hundred thousand years to nurture, I can’t wait that long.”

Several thoughts engaged in discussion in a cacophony, with a tone somewhat gloating.

”Don’t be careless,” the consciousness that first spoke resounded.

”The Human Race is inherently a highly talented species, with a one-hundred-percent awakening probability, which other race can achieve that?”

”Moreover, the probability of them awakening powerful talents is frighteningly high.”

”Even if this civilization is still young, we should not be careless.”

This consciousness seemed to hold prestige, and although other consciousnesses were somewhat displeased, they quieted down.

”Then what do you suggest?”

”Very simple,” that consciousness resounded again, with a hint of laughter, ”Humans, though exceptionally gifted, are likewise a race with intense internal strife.”

”One Celestial King has already been confirmed to join our ranks.”

”Next——”

”It will be his time to perform.”