Free Web NovelChapter 562: Chapter 389: Refinement of the Great Demon, Fifteen Dragon Power! (Double-Length)
Between the states, they don’t all border each other directly; there are still many buffer zones—desolate places, forbidden lands, perilous territories, and natural barriers.
Thus, this journey is not much easier than Tang Monk’s westward journey for sutras, equally time-consuming and taxing.
At this moment.
In a certain place in Feng Province, yellow sand fills the sky, presenting a scene of desolation.
From a distance, one can see a patch of oasis deep within the sandy terrain.
The oasis isn’t large, but it’s teeming with life and populated. Numerous pack animals carry people and goods, entering and exiting the oasis, traversing through the wind and sand.
The hoofprints left by the pack animals quickly get buried by the sand and wind, leaving no trace.
Dozens of kilometers from the oasis, a figure wrapped in a windproof coat rides swiftly southward on a sand wolf.
All the way, the figure keeps her head down, until suddenly lifting it up, revealing a delicate little face under a wide hood.
It’s a young human maiden.
If Song Changming were here, he’d surely recognize her at first glance as Su Qingqing, who had left years ago.
In her hand is a map and a compass, and she gazes into the distance.
Her originally dark eyes suddenly reflect a pink hue, looking like two flawless pink diamonds embedded within.
Her vision continuously extends, seeing past the yellow sands to the vast shrublands, lakes, and wetlands.
The abrupt change in the environment signifies that she’s finally about to leave Feng Province.
She glances at the Black Brilliance hanging high above, keenly feeling the part of her Demon Race lineage from her mother remains very active.
"Next stop should be..." Su Qingqing, riding on the sand wolf, opens the hand-drawn map, checks and rechecks to confirm her current position.
"Soon, it won’t be long to Yun Province, my lord!"
Su Qingqing’s pink eyes shine brightly, emitting a faint, enchanting glow.
Elsewhere, in a certain realm of Yuan Province.
Several towering mountains rest among a vast primeval forest, resembling Five Finger Mountain from afar.
This place has high terrain; one mountain pierces directly into the clouds, its peak covered in thick white snow like a white hat.
This place is Fox Mountain.
It’s quite famous in the entire Yuanzhou Demon Realm!
On a lush mountain summit of Fox Mountain, a piercing scream resounds.
"What! The young mistress is missing?"
"How could she be missing!"
A middle-aged man with beast ears and narrow eyes, sporting yellow whiskers, glares and scolds.
With his emotional fluctuations, the Demon Qi around him begins to churn.
"I, I don’t know..." Several Demon Commanders responsible for guarding the mountain knew they had neglected their duties, all showing signs of panic.
"Hurry and go find her! If anything happens to the young mistress, when Madam emerges from seclusion, none of us will fare well!" The middle-aged man with yellow whiskers continues to shout angrily.
Usually, he can handle many matters calmly, but only this—he knows it’s the master’s forbidden ground.
The young mistress of the house must not suffer any mishap!
"Yes, yes!"
A group of Demon Commanders hurriedly descended the mountain, transforming into various colored foxes, speeding away with ghostly stealth, disappearing quickly amid the mountains.
The frowning middle-aged man still couldn’t relax, pacing with his hands behind his back.
Suddenly, he felt a bad premonition.
"Could she have really gone to Yun Province..."
At present, he knows how chaotic the Human Race’s Three States are, where the largest human-demon war in a century is erupting.
At this moment, if one ventures to the Three States, even as a demon, without organizational support, it’s extremely dangerous.
Not only must they be wary of human strongmen but also other demon races; a slight mistake could mean no return.
"No!" The more the middle-aged man thought, the more anxious he became, transforming into a yellow whirlwind, disappearing likewise into the mountains.
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It’s the fifth month of Black Brilliance.
Throughout Yun Province, disasters are rampant, not just from the threat of Demon Race invasions but also numerous natural calamities and human-induced catastrophes emerging one after another.
Food supplies are becoming urgent, and a large-scale famine is about to sweep through.
Cui Bai Dao, two hundred miles outside the main city—towering fortresses and densely packed posts—the area is tightly secured.
Each critical passage is heavily guarded, patrol teams exercising strict vigilance.
This place is the first line of defense for the main city!
Moreover, every fifty-mile interval establishes another defense line, making a total of four lines.
The reason for such stringent defense in the main city is because a month ago, there was a sudden large-scale invasion by the Demon Race, led by a Great Demon.
That time nearly broke through the City Defense Array, almost destroying the entire main city!
Fortunately, Prince Cui acted swiftly, resolving the crisis.
Since then, Prince Cui recalled several units of Cuiqi Army stationed elsewhere, building these four exterior defense lines to ensure the absolute safety of the main city.
Inside the fortress, rows of Quiet Chambers are set up for the cultivation of generals.
Only one Quiet Chamber located in the corner has a thick stone door with a rune inscribed, isolating energy leakage from within.
Several Deputy Generals walked in from outside, noticing the rune on the Quiet Chamber flashing gently, emitting a faint light.
"Flag Master Song is truly dedicated to cultivation, retreating anytime he gets a chance."
"Indeed, Flag Master Song’s mighty strength comes as no surprise."
"Come on, if I had the talent like Flag Master Song’s to be envied, I’d be more diligent than him..."
"Ah, you, even with the best talent, would waste it."
"Stop making noise here!" As the Deputy Generals were chatting, suddenly a Quiet Chamber door opened, and Wu Feng walked out with a cold face.
"Yes, General." The Deputy Generals’ expressions changed immediately, lowering their heads in acknowledgment and hurriedly went into the Quiet Chamber.
Wu Feng said no more, his peripheral gaze falling on the Quiet Chamber in the corner, showing a complex expression.
Back then, he and Song Changming were promoted to Commander at the same time, and they even had a duel in the military prior.
At that time, Song Changming was far from being this strong, and their duel was merely evenly matched.
But now, Song Changming has taken the position of Little Flag Master, his strength far surpassing him, not only able to slay top Demon Generals but also capable of maneuvering against a Great Demon.
Wu Feng knows well that now he isn’t even qualified to be Song Changming’s opponent.
Such a pace of strength enhancement commands his respect.
The thought of competing with Song Changming had long vanished.
"I really wonder how much stronger you’ll become in the future..."
Wu Feng shook his head, withdrew his gaze, and stepped outside.
Inside the Quiet Chamber.
Song Changming had refined the last of the Demon Race’s blood and flesh essence, increasing his aura again.
Though his appearance didn’t change much, he inexplicably gave off a powerful sense of heaviness.
And anyone with keen perception observing Song Changming now would likely mistake him for facing a colossal creature, frighteningly dismayed!
Thus, Song Changming had completely refined the blood and flesh essence of the Kang Jin Rat King, a Great Demon.
For such a long time, no matter how well-preserved a Great Demon’s corpse is, some blood qi inevitably gets lost in the process. Song Changming had done his utmost to avoid waste.
Having now refined it, his physical body had enhanced considerably.
In terms of power, he had reached an astounding fifteen Dragon Powers in his usual state!
"That day when the rat king was heavily wounded, I wonder if I can combat it alone now..."
Song Changming felt the continuous growth of power, estimating in his mind.
After all, among the opponents he’s faced, that day’s rat king was the strongest, being a Great Demon, so it’s natural to use it for comparison.
Thinking briefly, Song Changming still shook his head.
With his current physical strength, fifteen Dragon Powers are indeed remarkable, significantly boosting his personal strength, yet wishing to solo the rat king wounded that day is still somewhat strenuous.
"However, with a Witch Soldier Seal added, that would be another matter..."
Song Changming sensed his right leg bone.
The leg bone was flawless and firm, as if cast from the most durable jade.
On it, a complex Witch Soldier Seal slowly manifested, flickering faintly, almost fully refined!
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