Cultivation Starts from Farming

Chapter 1080: Chapter 456: Returning to Yue Country (Part 3)

But when he saw the scene before him, a trace of anger rose uncontrollably from the depths of his heart.

In his memory, the swaying purple bamboos, ethereal mist, and serene tranquility of Purple Bamboo Mountain were now completely unrecognizable.

Among the mountains, the once lush purple bamboo had wilted and turned black in large patches or been completely cut down, replaced by dark red monstrous trees exuding a rancid stench.

The entire mountain was shrouded in a dense, blood-scented demonic aura, black and red mist rolling with faintly visible twisted runes and hanging bones.

On the mountain paths, one could even see some crude and brutal altars, with traces of uncoagulated blood and remains of living creatures, obviously used to practice some evil and vicious demonic skill.

The cultivators active on the mountain all had a cold aura and fierce looks, practicing demonic skills, turning what was a beautiful spiritual mountain into a foul demonic lair.

Especially on the main peak, where Duan Shuang’s cave mansion was located, the demonic atmosphere was most intense, transformed into a sinister demon hall.

"Hmph."

Xu Ping let out a cold snort.

This place held too many memories of him and Duan Shuang, being one of the few places he recognized as "home" in this world.

He had even invested more effort here than on Blood Bone Island.

Now that it had been so vandalized, how could he tolerate it? frёeωebɳovel.com

He didn’t even need to act personally.

"Water Lake Rat, clear out this Purple Bamboo Mountain for me."

Xu Ping’s voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable murderous intent, "Leave no demon cultivator alive."

"Sure thing, Master!"

Upon hearing this, excitement and cruelty flashed in the eyes of the Water Lake Rat.

The next moment, the terrifying demon might of the Tier Four Top-grade Demon Beast erupted from the Water Lake Rat, crashing down on the entire Purple Bamboo Mountain like a tangible mountain.

The demonic cultivators on the mountain, at most at the Golden Core Stage, could not even muster the thought of resistance under this terrifying pressure far beyond their comprehension, immediately feeling their divine souls on the verge of shattering, and the weaker ones dying from exploding bodies.

"Roar!"

The Water Lake Rat opened its huge mouth, not to bite, but to suddenly inhale.

It produced immense suction, like a devastating purple-blue whirlwind.

The pervasive demonic aura, blood-stained runes, broken altars, and the panicked demonic cultivators trying to flee were all mercilessly swept up, shredded, and ultimately devoured by this force.

Its massive body flickered a few times among the mountains, its claws swinging, destroying the dark red monstrous trees along with the underground demonic veins.

It opened its mouth and spewed demon fire with scorching heat, incinerating the remaining filth and bones to ashes.

It only took a brief moment.

The rampant demon aura slowly subsided.

Looking at the Purple Bamboo Mountain again, although it still appeared somewhat desolate, with traces of demonic erosion on the mountain body and the large purple bamboos yet to recover.

The nauseating demonic aura and blood scent had already dissipated, and those evil altars and monstrous trees had been cleared away.

Though it could not restore the former grandeur, it had at least regained some of the tranquility Xu Ping and Duan Shuang remembered.

The air only held a faint burnt smell from the Water Lake Rat’s demon fire, and as the mountain wind blew, it carried the long-lost fresh scent of earth and vegetation.

Xu Ping looked at the newly refreshed Purple Bamboo Mountain, and the coldness in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by a touch of complexity.

After all these years, I have finally come back.

...

A day later.

The core area of the Six Demon Countries Alliance, Blood Demon Mountain.

This mountain was not naturally formed, but a huge demonic fortress made from countless bones of living creatures and blood-soaked earth, smelted and refined through a secret technique.

The mountain body was thousands of feet high, entirely a disturbing dark red, as if it could drip viscous blood at any moment.

At the mountain summit, stood the most magnificent and grotesque blood-red main hall.

At this moment, the atmosphere inside the main hall was somber and heavy.

A dozen figures lined the two sides, each exuding a powerful and cold Nascent Soul spiritual pressure, the demonic aura intimidating.

However, at this moment, they all slightly lowered their heads, their gaze fixed on the figure at the end of the hall, sitting high on a throne carved from the complete skull of a transformed great demon.

That figure, clad in a scarlet robe seemingly woven from flowing blood, with countless tiny blood demon runes wriggling and crawling like living creatures on it.

The aura emanating from him had clearly reached the Late-Stage Nascent Soul.

"Mountain Master!"

A thin, withered old man at the mid-stage Nascent Soul crawled on the ground, "According to the final perception before the soul lamps extinguished and the scattered information desperately sent back by the scouts outside, it is confirmed that our Blood Demon Mountain’s branch at Purple Bamboo Mountain was, as of one day ago... completely erased."

"Seven Golden Core deacons, along with hundreds of disciples... all perished, the soul lamps extinguished!"

"Judging from the residual, very faint yet overwhelmingly domineering demon aura at the scene, the perpetrator is suspected to be a Tier Four great demon, and there seems... to also be a master in control!"

Boom!

A substantial surge of overwhelming blood-fiend aura suddenly erupted from the blood-red figure, instantly filling the entire hall.

The soul lamps on the ceiling violently flickered, casting ghostly shadows throughout the hall, like a hellish ghost realm.

"How audacious!!"

The blood-red figure’s voice was mixed with the roar of a boiling sea of blood, vibrating so fiercely that the entire Blood Demon Mountain slightly trembled.

"Since I broke through to Late-Stage Nascent Soul and took control of Blood Demon Mountain, it’s been a long... long time since anyone dared to challenge the authority of my Blood Demon Mountain in this way."

"No matter who it is, no matter what backing they have, daring to assault my Blood Demon Mountain’s branch, killing my disciples, must pay a blood price." ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

He needed to establish his power!

The internal factions of the Six Demon Countries Alliance were not a monolithic unit.

Another old demon at the Late-Stage Nascent Soul had been openly and secretly contending with him for the alliance’s voice. If this matter was not handled properly, Blood Demon Mountain’s prestige would significantly decline.

He just took this opportunity to uproot that fool and the forces behind them, using blood and fear to establish absolute authority within the Six Demon Countries Alliance.