Supreme Emptiness

Chapter 473: Chapter 473 Demon Priest Chapter 473: Chapter 473 Demon Priest Hmm?

Jiang Fan’s pupils slightly contracted, and he muttered, “A moving corpse?”

The Evil Spirit looked towards the distant demon race and said, “Hmm, that moving death aura can’t be wrong.”

As an Evil Spirit, its perception of dark auras far surpassed that of humans.

The two elders were completely unaware, yet it sensed clearly.

Jiang Fan wore a serious expression: “Could it be a puppetry technique or some kind of spell?”

He remembered Sky-breaking Canyon, that disciple surnamed Wu from the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion.

Thinking about it made him feel it wasn’t quite right.

The Beast King leader controlled by Wu Manyue was a living creature, not a dead corpse. “It’s the Demon Priest,” the Evil Spirit provided an answer. “It seems the demon race is serious now.”

Priest?

Jiang Fan had never heard of such a being in the demon race.

The Evil Spirit said, “Years ago, when ancient giants ravaged the continent, causing a mass extinction of living beings.” “The number of living armies decreased drastically.” “To replenish the army numbers, a highly talented sage created a powerful divine skill.” “It could make the corpses of dead creatures move again.” “Although their strength was less than one-tenth of when alive,” “as long as there were enough corpses, theoretically, the dead corpse army could be endless.”

Jiang Fan was slightly shocked.

Back then, living beings of various races went to great lengths to resist the ancient giants.

Hundreds of feet of the Great Wall, an army of dead corpses.

Which weren’t unprecedented marvels. “Later, with the fall of the ancient giants, that sage also perished due to excessive soul depletion, ten years after the war ended.” “Before he died, he intended to pass down the divine skill.” “The other sages stopped him, fearing that if it fell into the hands of evil cultivators, the catastrophe it could cause would be not much less than that of the ancient giants.” “That sage agreed to be forever buried with the divine skill.”

Upon hearing this,

Jiang Fan was puzzled: “Then how did the demon race’s priest get this skill?”

The Evil Spirit smiled meaningfully: “The demon race’s priest is the sage’s descendant.”

At this point, it stopped talking.

Because the answer was obvious.

That sage hadn’t truly eradicated the divine skill.

He had acted selfishly.

Leaving the skill for his descendants.

Jiang Fan didn’t know what to say.

Calling him selfish, he had sacrificed his life for living beings, which was great and admirable.

Calling him noble, for the sake of his descendants, he left such a huge hidden danger.

Now, many years after his demise, this hidden danger was about to erupt on the battlefield between humans and demons.

After a long pause, he sighed slightly: “This is human nature, isn’t it?”

The Evil Spirit chuckled, “You don’t have to worry too much.” “The divine skill created by the sage is not easy to cultivate.” “If his descendants truly had the ability to fully harness the divine skill, they wouldn’t be content with the position of a demon priest.” “They would have long since united the demon race, becoming the Supreme Demon.”

That was also true.

Compared to the other races, the one who should fear the priest line’s power more would be the Demon Emperor.

A single mountain cannot accommodate two tigers.

The demon race could only have one king.

If the priest were truly that powerful, it wouldn’t be the Demon Emperor leading the demon race, but the priest. “Of course, don’t underestimate them either.”

The Evil Spirit looked into the distance. “Since the priest dared to lead the dead corpse army, they must be confident in taking this place.” “Before their strength is fully grasped, it’s best you temporarily stay away from here.”

Jiang Fan’s thoughts churned.

This dead corpse army clearly exceeded what the disciples could handle.

It was no longer his concern.

He had to notify the elders and let them decide.

But, how to tell them about the dead corpse army?

Li Qingfeng and Lu Xiunian, two strong Core Formation late period cultivators, hadn’t noticed.

He, a small disciple, had foreseen it in advance?

Whether they believed it or not was secondary.

It might even make them suspect Jiang Fan. “If only I could catch a live dead corpse.”

Jiang Fan muttered.

Nothing would be more convincing than an actual live dead corpse.

However, he didn’t want to risk approaching those corpses.

Nor did he want to take Xia Chaoge and the others into danger.

What should he do? “Hey? You Nine-Sect disciples have some skill, huh?” “Cut down so many Beast Kings?”

A coquettish voice suddenly came out of nowhere.

Then, three burly, shirtless middle-aged men with vacant expressions suddenly emerged from the snow beneath.

They swiftly cut open the abdomens of three Beast King spiders, extracting the demon cores.

Xia Chaoge and the others, who were harvesting demon beast corpses, turned pale at the sight.

They all attacked the sudden strong men who snatched the demon cores.

However, once they struck, those three shirtless middle-aged men immediately countered.

The explosive power was actually at the fifth level of Core Formation!

Except for Xia Chaoge, who blocked the attack,

Liang Feiyan was struck and flew back, feeling an intense metallic taste in her throat.

Fu Chaohun and the other three groaned in pain, severely injured. “Who are you?” Liang Feiyan wiped blood from the corner of her mouth, her heart racing.

Could they also be Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion disciples?

But they seemed too old to be disciples.

Wait!

Liang Feiyan just noticed their vacant expressions.

As if they had no consciousness of their own.

Her face turned cold: “Is it you?” “Hehe!”

A string of charming laughter echoed.

Wearing a burgundy robe, Wu Manyue leapt onto a small snow mound, looking down at them.

Her long black hair, curvaceous and voluptuous figure, couldn’t be concealed by the loose robe.

As the cold wind blew, the robe clung to her body, outlining her slender legs, snake-like waist, and ample chest.

Unlike last time,

Wu Manyue was unmasked this time, showing her true face.

It was a face with blindingly fair skin.

An oval face, peach blossom eyes, a straight nose, and red lips like freshly bloomed rose petals, delicate and soft.

Xie Liushu couldn’t help but be stunned. “What a striking beauty.”

He had seen countless women.

Such looks, though not as dazzling as Xia Chaoge and Liu Qingxian, were enough to rank in the top ten. “This senior sister, I am Xie Liushu, chief disciple of the Desires Sect.” “Is there some misunderstanding between us? As the junior, I wish to mediate the situation.”

Liang Feiyan scoffed: “Junior Brother Xie, take it easy.” “She’s a femme fatale; I, Junior Sister Xia, and Senior Brother Jin were nearly killed by her.” “Your skinny body won’t stand a chance.”

What?

Even Xia Chaoge, Jin Zhongming, and Liang Feiyan together were nearly killed?

Xie Liushu trembled and quickly retreated.

Wu Manyue held three small black flags, her peach blossom eyes scanning them.

She angrily said, “There’s a debt to be repaid.” “I don’t want to cause you trouble.” “But, where is that Jiang kid?” “I am here to settle accounts with him!”

Over the past few days, she returned to the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion.

Firstly, to heal.

Secondly, to bring over her three fifth-level Core Formation puppets!

To avenge the grudge of that day!

She found it increasingly infuriating, the more she endured, the more she felt shortchanged!

The Beast Kings she had painstakingly gathered, nearly two thousand merit points worth, could be exchanged for two Nascent Soul One-Strike Jade Tokens.

All seized by a small disciple of the Nine-Sect.

Even if she were Bodhisattva reincarnate, she couldn’t bear it!

Moreover, she had always been ruthless by nature.

This time, bringing three fifth-level Core Formation puppets.

Plus her own Spiritual Power restoration, also at the fifth level.

Combined, it meant four fifth-level Core Formations.

That Jiang guy, even with three heads and six arms, was no match for her. “Speak quickly!” “Don’t blame me for being ruthless if you don’t!”

Showing her true face today meant she intended to clear accounts openly.

Even if the Nine-Sect elders came, she wouldn’t back down.

Today, come what may, she’d harshly deal with that scoundrel.

At this moment!

She suddenly felt a hand wrap around her slender waist from behind.

She looked down, clearly seeing nothing there.

Invisibility?

She was startled and reflexively elbowed backwards.

But, a cold sensation touched her neck.

A cold long sword rested on her throat.

Wu Manyue’s body stiffened instantly, afraid to move, and she angrily asked, “Who are you?”

A playful voice blew lightly in her ear. “You came specifically to find me, and you ask who I am?”