Chapter 651: A Mere Human Slave Dares Speak So Boldly
Among the cultivators of the Flame Flood Dragon Palace—
Because Ao Can was injured, he did not participate in the effort to purge the demonic soil.
The Palace Lord, Ao Yue, furrowed his brows deeply after listening to Ao Can's detailed account.
"Of the nine top-grade sacred artifacts of the Cangqing Supreme, three were taken by Yin Zanghua of the Xuanyin Cave Heaven, which is already bad enough. But another three were seized by an unknown human cultivator?"
"Utterly absurd!"
"Ao Can, you... ai…"
Although Ao Can possessed purer blood than he did, Ao Yue simply had more seniority.
Naturally, he didn't place blame on Ao Can, only letting out a long sigh.
Ao Can chuckled awkwardly, "That man didn't come out. Maybe he died inside the cave?"
"Once the demonic soil is completely dispersed, I'll go in again and take a look."
Ao Yue nodded. "That's all we can do."
"However, this time the demonic soil covers ten thousand miles in all directions, and the dense demonic aura continues to surge from within the cave. Dispelling it won't be done in a day or two."
"I estimate it'll take at least a year or two before it's fully cleansed."
Ao Can grinned, "What's that to us? We dragons have long lifespans—a year or two is nothing."
"I'll just recover from my injuries nearby. One or two years should be enough for a full recovery."
…
At the same time—
Shen Mo had already reached the bottom of the abyss.
It was incomparably dark here, with visibility reduced to zero.
The air was thick with the stench of rotting corpses, permeating everything.
Any other cultivator would already have been rendered blind in this darkness.
Their spiritual power and blood energy would have been exhausted resisting the corpse stench, leaving only their physical bodies to endure the pressure.
But for Shen Mo, demonic energy was merely nourishment for his strange flames.
The corpse stench, as a byproduct of demonic energy, couldn't slow him down in the slightest.
"Looks like I've reached the destination."
Shen Mo looked ahead.
There, an immense space loomed before him.
Though he could not see it, he could feel its presence.
Two hostile gazes were locked onto him.
"To think a human would walk right in—how amusing."
"I've been fretting over the lack of vital energy for revival. Foolish human slave, your timing is perfect!"
The two Great Demon Emperors cackled eerily.
They had fallen during the war between gods and demons.
Back then, humans were still regarded as lowly slaves by the demon race.
Shen Mo's expression remained calm as he replied indifferently, "What a coincidence. You two are nothing but nourishment in my eyes."
The two Demon Emperors paused, then burst into laughter.
Their laughter turned into coughing.
"A mere human slave dares to speak so arrogantly."
"It seems too much time has passed. Even human slaves have forgotten how terrifying our demon race truly is! Hahahaha!"
As the words fell, two concealed streaks of demonic energy attacked from the left and right simultaneously.
These Demon Emperors were not blindly arrogant.
They had already discerned that this human cultivator, able to endure both demonic energy and corpse stench to reach this place, was no ordinary figure.
Their earlier arrogant words were merely meant to lower Shen Mo's guard.
These two converging attacks of concealed demonic energy were their lethal killing techniques.
However, while their attacks appeared subtle, in Shen Mo's eyes, they were completely exposed.
The Nine Nether Ice Flame and Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Flame had already illuminated the trajectories of their assaults.
Shen Mo gave a low shout, and the Primal Elephant Manifestation appeared.
A towering blood-colored giant shadow enveloped his body—
The True Blood Saint King Body!
He effortlessly blocked the two attacks.
With a wave of his hand, the Primal Elephant swung its long trunk and flung out six ancient Void Swords!
The two Demon Emperors were stunned.
"Primal Elephant Manifestation?!"
"Void Swords?!"
The two Great Demon Emperors had barely finished speaking—
When the Void Ancient Swords pierced through their bodies.
In an instant, their vitality was completely extinguished.
A Great Demon Emperor was equivalent to a Nirvana Realm cultivator.
These two, during their lifetimes, had followed the Demon Sovereign Shiluàn in campaigns across the land, their strength at least equivalent to Nirvana cultivators with seventy Dao markings.
However, now lacking vital energy, they had only just been revived and had not recovered their full strength.
That was why Shen Mo could slay them so easily.
Had they truly been in their peak state, there was no way they would have perished so cheaply.
With a casual gesture, Shen Mo summoned the two Demon Emperors' corpses to his side.
The Nine Nether Ice Flame and Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Flame each engulfed one, immediately beginning to devour.
The demonic energy within the corpses, once burned by the strange flames, rapidly converted into immense power.
Part of it fused into the flames, while the rest was used to fuel the burning of his manifestation.
Shen Mo immediately sensed his Primal Elephant Manifestation rapidly increasing in Dao markings.
Twenty, twenty-one… up to twenty-five!
In just a few breaths, five new Dao markings emerged.
That equaled decades of bitter cultivation for an ordinary Nirvana Realm cultivator!
"Good, good, good!"
A smile appeared on Shen Mo's face.
If two Demon Emperor corpses alone yielded such results—
Then once the corpse of the Demon Sovereign Shiluàn was refined, it would surely accelerate the rate of burning his manifestation tremendously.
The Dao marking count would soar beyond measure!
Shen Mo tapped the ground lightly and sped deeper inward.
Soon, he stood before a corpse the size of a small mountain.
This body was bloated and massive, embedded with numerous bizarre limbs and organs.
With a rough glance, Shen Mo spotted dragon scales, dragon claws, a turtle shell, fish fins, tiger fangs—so many features.
As if it had tried to gather the strengths of every species into itself.
Anyone unfamiliar would think this Shiluàn was some sort of grotesque collector.
Even standing beneath the corpse, Shen Mo could feel the overwhelming pressure radiating from it.
This oppressive aura was drenched in malevolence, constantly pushing him away.
Were it not for the Nine Nether Ice Flame and Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Flame within him, he wouldn't have been able to approach Shiluàn's corpse at all.
Shen Mo extended a hand and pressed it against the surface of the corpse.
The Nine Nether Ice Flame and Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Flame emerged from his palm and clung to the flesh.
"A Demon Sovereign! And from the Corpse Clan, no less."
"Corpse Clan demons don't taste very good, but a Demon Sovereign is still a Demon Sovereign—I like it, I like it!"
The two little fire spirits exchanged gleeful remarks.
Shiluàn's corpse began shrinking at a pace visible to the naked eye.
The decaying flesh swiftly converted into pure energy, merging into Shen Mo's body.
Time ticked by, moment by moment.
In the blink of an eye—three months passed.
Shen Mo sat cross-legged in meditation.
A layer of dust had formed on him.
Yet his aura surged without pause.
On his Primal Elephant Manifestation, a new Dao marking appeared every so often.
By now, he had refined most of Shiluàn's corpse.
The Primal Elephant Manifestation's Dao markings had risen to forty.
And his total Dao markings had reached ninety-nine!
Just as the forty-second marking on the manifestation was about to emerge, a sound suddenly came from the previously motionless corpse.
"This sovereign… this sovereign…"
"Where is this…"
"My power… Damn it! Nine Nether Ice Flame! Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Flame!"
The awakening Shiluàn was furious.
His entire body's flesh had actually been mostly refined by a human cultivator.
And that person wielded the two strange flames most effective at suppressing demons: Nine Nether Ice Flame and Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Flame!
"Oh? You actually woke up? A bodily self-defense mechanism?"
"But you've awakened a little too late."
Shen Mo spoke indifferently.
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