High Martial Arts: I Travel Through Heaven and Earth Through Dreams

Chapter 344 From this day forward, I am a demon, so what?



Chapter 344 From this day forward, I am a demon, so what?

"What a pity..."

An elder sighed, but his tone revealed little sadness, only regret and annoyance.

"We were originally hoping these reincarnated beings would go to the front lines to withstand the pressure from the demons, so we could focus on comprehending the Great Dao and strive to break through our bottlenecks as soon as possible. Now, they're all dead. Who will fill the hole in the Void Battlefield?"

"Yeah, those good-for-nothings are dead, but the problem is they left us with a mess."

"If the demon army attacks, are we, these old bones, supposed to fight to the death?"

Discussions rose and fell within the main hall.

When these so-called "pillars of humanity" learned of the tragic deaths of their compatriots and the betrayal of their leader, their first thought was not how to take revenge or how to save the situation.

Instead, they complained that no one was willing to be cannon fodder for them and worried that their safety was threatened.

Selfish, cold-blooded, and cowardly.

This is the true face of these ancient monsters who have lived for countless years.

Just then, Old Ghost Youquan tapped on the table, drawing everyone's attention back.

"Alright, there's no use complaining now."

"The most urgent task is to establish a new response plan."

"First, now that Duanmu Hong has been confirmed as a demon spy, we must immediately strip him of all his power and activate the defensive array to prevent him from returning to launch a sneak attack!"

"Secondly, regarding the Void Battlefield..."

Old Ghost Youquan hadn't finished speaking.

suddenly!

"BOOM—!!!"

A deafening roar shattered the dome of the council hall.

The entire Burial Valley trembled violently in that instant, and countless defensive restrictions shattered like glass.

A violent spatial turbulence, carrying a strong stench of blood, descended without warning into the center of the hall!

"Who goes there?!"

"Enemy attack!!!"

The elders were shocked and immediately summoned their natal magic weapons, looking in horror at the center of the hall.

As the smoke and dust cleared, a golden figure, covered in blood and with disordered breathing, yet still exuding a terrifying aura, staggered out from the shattered void.

His hair was disheveled, and his eyes were bloodshot, like a lone wolf driven to the brink of despair.

It was Duanmu Hong!

"Duan...Duanmu Hong?!"

An old ancestor exclaimed in surprise.

"You...you demon spy! How dare you come back?!"

"Fellow Daoists, quickly! Form an array and slay this fiend!!"

Old Ghost Youquan reacted the fastest, letting out a scream as the power of laws around him fluctuated, ready to make his move immediately.

In their view, Duanmu Hong's return at this time was definitely to wipe them out in one fell swoop!

However, facing the onslaught of the crowd, Duanmu Hong showed no intention of defending himself, and didn't even glance at Youquan the Old Ghost.

His gaze was fixed on the elder who was closest to him and had just been shouting the loudest—the Thunder Venerable.

At this moment, Duanmu Hong's lips curled into a cruel and insane smile.

"A demon spy?"

"Heh... since you've all put it that way..."

"If I don't do what demons are supposed to do, wouldn't I be letting down the title you gave me?"

Before he finished speaking, Duanmu Hong suddenly clasped his hands together, and all the remaining spatial essence within his body erupted completely at that moment!

"Spatial Laws, Teleportation, and the Grafting of Cause and Effect!"

"Buzz!!"

The surrounding space seemed to become disordered at this moment.

The Thunder Venerable, who was preparing to unleash lightning to kill Duanmu Hong, suddenly felt a blur before his eyes.

An irresistible spatial pulling force acted on him instantly, giving him no time to react.

The next second, he was horrified to find himself standing right where Duanmu Hong had just been standing!

Duanmu Hong appeared in his original seat, panting heavily, looking at him with the gaze one would give a dead man.

"Wha...what's going on?"

The Thunder God was still somewhat dazed.

But then, a terrifying sense of crisis that froze his very soul came from behind!

He turned around abruptly and saw a hideous ghostly figure, as if formed from fresh blood, roaring out from the shattered void rift, carrying with it a world-destroying aura of causal evil!

The ghostly figure had originally targeted Duanmu Hong.

However, because the two switched positions, and Duanmu Hong used the forbidden technique of causal grafting.

According to the simple logic of the Blood Curse, the "Heavenly Thunder Venerable" standing at this coordinate is its target!

"No...no!!!"

"What is this?! What the hell is this thing?!"

The Thunder God let out a heart-wrenching scream.

He wanted to escape, he wanted to resist, but it was all too late.

"puff!!"

The Abyss Blood Curse, like a hungry beast, pounced on the Thunder Venerable and burrowed directly into his body!

"Aaaaaaahh ...

The mournful wails echoed throughout the entire Burial Valley.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the Thunder Venerable, who possessed a ninth-level cultivation and a physical body comparable to divine iron, began to undergo bizarre changes at a speed visible to the naked eye.

First, the skin turns black and ulcerates, oozing foul-smelling black liquid.

Next, the flesh dissolves, revealing the stark white bones.

In the end, even the bones turned to ashes under the corrosive influence of that blood curse!

What's even more terrifying is his soul.

Everyone could clearly see that the Heavenly Thunder Venerable's soul flew out from the top of his head, trying to escape, but it was tightly bound by the blood-red curse, melting rapidly in extreme pain like a candle meeting a raging fire!

Just three breaths.

Three breaths!

A ninth-tier powerhouse who stood at the pinnacle of the cultivation world was turned into a pool of black water that emitted a nauseating stench right before their eyes, leaving not a trace of residue!

Dead, utterly dead!

At this moment, everyone in the hall fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone remained frozen in place, as if petrified, still in the same position they had been preparing to attack.

Their gazes darted back and forth between the pool of black water on the ground and Duanmu Hong, who was sitting in a chair panting. The fear in their eyes had become so intense that it was almost tangible!

Is this the method of a ninth-tier demon emperor?

Is this the so-called "demon spy" Duanmu Hong?

He actually used this bizarre forbidden technique without a word, instantly killing a ninth-level elder?!

"Gulp."

Someone swallowed hard, the sound particularly jarring in the otherwise silent hall.

"You...you..."

Old Ghost Youquan pointed at Duanmu Hong, his finger trembling. His usually sinister face was now covered in cold sweat, and he could barely speak.

"You...you've really fallen for demonic possession?!"

Upon hearing this, Duanmu Hong, who had just escaped death and transferred the blood curse, slowly raised his head.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his bloodshot eyes coldly sweeping over everyone present.

He didn't explain, nor was there any need to explain.

He had heard everything they were saying.

"Possessed by demons?"

Duanmu Hong slowly stood up, the lingering smell of blood on his body making him look like a truly ferocious demon.

He grinned, revealing a set of blood-stained white teeth, his voice hoarse and chilling.

"Since you say I am a demon, then from this day forward, I shall be a demon, so what?"


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