Chapter 1038
Underworld
Blood rained down from the sky, and the demon kings who once held great renown in their respective demon kingdoms were all turned into cold corpses by this earth-shattering sword intent. They fell from the sky one after another like meteors, creating deep craters on the ground.
The wind howled, whipping up loose soil that drifted into the pits, resembling unmarked graves.
As Song Changsheng's body crashed to the ground, a dull thud echoed through the heavens and earth.
As the echoes faded, this world fell into boundless silence. After the successive ravages of the void black hole and the true form of the Taotie, within a radius of a thousand miles, rivers stopped flowing, mountains collapsed and the earth cracked, and even the ground was scraped away layer by layer, with no greenery visible as far as the eye could see.
Apart from those tiny creatures invisible to the naked eye, this land seemed devoid of any life, eerily quiet.
After an unknown amount of time, another streak of light pierced the sky and arrived. However, due to speed and distance limitations, the One-Horned Demon King was unable to reach the battlefield immediately. When he saw the devastation before him, even after experiencing thousands of years of trials and tribulations, he was still too shocked to speak.
Above those deep pits and the corpses covered by loose soil, dense demonic energy lingered and did not dissipate. Some were weaker than him, but many were stronger.
Without exception, they were all very familiar to him, because just half a day ago they had gathered together to assign their respective targets, and now they were all corpses.
If nothing unexpected happens, he should be the only survivor of the Golden Eye Demon Kingdom within the Great Qi cultivation world. Including the two who stayed behind, the vast Golden Eye Demon Kingdom is now left with only three Demon Kings below the Demon Lord. This ending can only be described as tragic.
What kind of enemy could create such astonishing results in such a short time? The chilling killing intent that lingered on the battlefield still sends shivers down his spine.
"Could they be besieging a human Nascent Soul cultivator here?"
Thinking of this, he suddenly looked around suspiciously, and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that no one was there.
Looking at the still-warm blood on the ground, he felt incredibly fortunate. Luckily, he had been careful enough to find a place to hide as soon as he arrived in the Great Qi cultivation world. Otherwise, if he had arrived a few steps earlier, he would have had a "slot" here too.
He no longer held any hope for victory; all he wanted now was to leave this hellish place as soon as possible.
Just as he was about to turn and leave, his greed inadvertently surfaced again.
For demons, the fastest way to cultivate is undoubtedly through mutual devouring.
There are so many demon king corpses and demon cores here. If he could take them all, even if he couldn't get the position of demon lord, he could at least cultivate to the fourth-order top level.
Moreover, those magical artifacts on the ground are not ordinary items. Although they have lost their spirituality, they can still be a valuable treasure if properly nurtured.
"They're all dead anyway, might as well take them." That's what the One-Horned Demon King thought to himself.
He couldn't sense the presence of that "Your Highness," and didn't know if he was dead or had escaped. But given the current horrific battle, even if he was still alive, he probably wasn't in much better shape. Going back to the Golden-Eyed Demon Kingdom now would definitely mean certain death, so he might as well take these things and make a quick getaway.
Thinking of this, he immediately began to collect the corpse.
"This is... a Taotie, hiss—"
Upon seeing the corpse before him, the One-Horned Demon King was so frightened that he almost fled in panic. The battlefield was shrouded in killing intent, which affected his divine sense and made it impossible for him to have discovered the body buried under the loose soil.
As if on cue, his wish came true. Although he had never met that prince, he knew all too well what the Taotie bloodline represented.
After a careful inspection, he found no inner core and breathed a sigh of relief.
Despite their hatred, if that person were to truly die here, even the Demon King would not be able to withstand His Majesty's wrath, and all the demons would have to be buried with him.
Although he desperately craved the Taotie bloodline, he chose not to take the risk and bypassed it, quickly gathering the corpses scattered across the battlefield, which had a radius of over a hundred miles.
It was at this moment that he discovered Song Changsheng, who had fallen into a coma. His heart was almost stopped, and his skin and flesh resembled a dried-up riverbed, with almost no blood left.
The killing intent of the Third Great Array in the World is incomparably powerful, and Song Changsheng, as the vessel, will be the first to be impacted by this force.
If he were at his peak, he could have easily endured it, but at that time, he not only had uncontrollable poison in his body, but also had to face the enormous impact caused by the simultaneous eruption of five demon cores within him.
For anyone else, several lives wouldn't be enough to kill them.
To the horned demon king's astonishment, Song Changsheng's vitality remained strong. His body continued to produce blood, his flesh and blood grew wildly, and his vitality was as vigorous as the rising sun.
"Truly a monster." He suddenly understood why that prince was so crazy. If this human didn't die, he would definitely become a major threat to all races in the future.
His eyes flickered, and the demonic power in his hands gathered and dispersed, but in the end he did not make a move: "Fine, I'm not going back anyway. He gave me this opportunity, so I'll spare his life."
This will give those people something to do, so they won't have to track my movements.
Little did he know that this very decision he made would inadvertently save his life.
From the moment he appeared here, the [Chengyuan Sword] hidden in the void had already gathered its sharpness, and it would only take a moment to kill him on the spot.
Just as he was racing against time to collect the corpse, a sharp sword aura came from the horizon and slashed at him with precision.
The unicorn king never lowered his guard. The moment the sword light struck, he erected a defensive barrier, but it only lasted a moment before being shattered. The residual force of the sword energy struck his chest, easily severing the armor formed from his carapace. He was sent flying backward, bleeding profusely.
"boom"
Song Qingxing, who arrived at breakneck speed, landed with a thud like a comet, causing the earth to tremble three times.
Seeing Song Changsheng's miserable state, his killing intent surged to its peak, and his gaze toward the Unicorn Demon King was now like that of someone looking at a corpse.
The gaze made the One-Horned Demon King tremble with fear. Looking behind the other party, he saw several streaks of light rushing towards them at high speed; they were a group of Golden Core cultivators from the human race.
Seeing this, his heart sank to the bottom. At this moment, he no longer cared about dignity and decisively knelt down and begged for mercy: "Don't kill me!"
This is my first time crossing the Canglan River. I've been staying in the rear for the past few days, and I've been hiding today as well. I don't have any human blood on my hands, and I haven't touched him.
Troop deployment, attack plan... whatever you want to know, I'll cooperate. I can swear an oath to heaven, I only ask that you spare my life!
He spoke extremely fast, as if afraid that if he slowed down even a little, the next sword would strike his neck.
At this moment, Song Qingxing was consumed by rage and did not hear a single word.
Just as the One-Horned Demon King was about to die on the spot, Mu Guibai, who had arrived a step behind him, quickly reached out to stop him and whispered, "You go and save Changsheng. Leave this demon to me."
These words helped Song Qingxing regain some of his composure, and he quickly turned around to check on Song Changsheng's injuries.
Knowing the importance of intelligence, Mu Guibai decided to spare the life of the Unicorn Demon King after some thought, but sealed its power and bound it with a secret treasure.
Seeing that the killer had been sent away, the Unicorn Demon King cooperated fully with Mu Guibai's actions, obediently squatting in the corner, frantically calculating his remaining resources and how to save his life. Shi Potian and the others who arrived later were already shocked by the horrific scene on the battlefield, and naturally, no one paid any attention to the life or death of a demon.
At this moment, Song Qingxing had already pulled Song Changsheng out of the pit. After carefully examining him, his brows furrowed, and he suddenly felt at a loss for what to do.
"Fellow Daoist Song, if you trust me, please let me take a look at the Alliance Leader's injuries."
At this moment, the only fourth-level alchemist in the crowd, Medicine King, stepped forward.
Song Qingxing immediately felt as if he had grasped a lifeline. He stepped forward and bowed solemnly, pleadingly saying, "I would be grateful if you could help me, senior. Whatever you need, just ask and I will search high and low for you."
"You're too kind, fellow Daoist."
Without any unnecessary words, the Medicine King immediately began to treat the patient, and upon taking his hand, his brows furrowed as well.
"Excessive blood loss, weak pulse, erysipelas penetrating deep into the lungs and internal organs, malevolent energy rushing into the orifices, both meridians and dantian torn apart, the Purple Mansion Furnace shut down, the sea of consciousness sealed, and the soul dormant..."
With each word he spoke, the hearts of everyone present sank a little deeper, until finally, Shi Potian couldn't bear the torment any longer and anxiously interrupted him, saying, "Oh dear, my Medicine King, stop chanting like you're reciting scriptures."
Just tell us how to treat it and what we need, so we can expedite the process.
Upon hearing this, the Medicine King shook his head and sighed, "It's difficult. The Alliance Leader is now relying entirely on his powerful bloodline to sustain himself. His body is like a piece of porcelain pieced together from fragments, unable to withstand any external force; it will shatter at the slightest touch."
"Even elixirs are not allowed?"
"Erysipelas has already invaded the lungs and internal organs; taking medicine now will have the opposite effect."
"Then let's neutralize the poison first," Bai Zimo said calmly.
"The world's methods of neutralizing poison either involve forcing it out with external force or dissolving it with elixirs, but the Alliance Leader's current body cannot withstand either of these methods."
"Is there really no other way?"
"Let me think about it, let me think about it..."
The Medicine King desperately tried to recall all the medical texts he had read in his life, and finally he actually came up with a solution.
He reached out and took out a metal bottle bearing the marks of time, saying, "This is the Yellow Spring Water, left behind by my master before his death. Pouring it on the Alliance Leader's wound will suppress the injury with death energy and the extremely cold energy of the underworld, while also forcing out the poison from the pills."
"【Yellow Spring Water】? The 【Yellow Spring Water】is one of the nine springs of the underworld in legend. When death enters the body, all life force is dissipated. How can it be used to save people?" Su Ye immediately questioned.
The Medicine King shook his head and said, "Fellow Daoist, you only know one side of the story."
Vitality is innate, but it turns into lifelessness as time goes by. Young people have abundant vitality, which is why they are full of vigor.
Old age brings a heavy sense of death, which makes one appear gloomy and lifeless.
This is the law of life and death in the natural order, and it will not change as lifespan increases.
Therefore, life energy and death energy are essentially one, but they are different in the end. Thus, death energy will not affect the leader's injuries.
If it were an ordinary person, I would never dare to take such a risky move, but the Alliance Leader is the most vigorous person I have ever seen in my life. As long as I deal with it properly, the death energy will not have too much of an impact.
This is the only solution I can think of; I urge you, fellow Daoist, to make a decision quickly.
Upon hearing this, everyone looked at Song Qingxing and Mu Guibai. One was a nephew, and the other was a master. Only they could make the decision.
Mu Guibai decisively said, "We can only talk about other things after we save his life. Let's save his life first. If the death aura cannot be cured, I will take him to the Boundless Sword Sect and the Array Dao Academy. There will always be a way to solve it."
Upon hearing this, Song Qingxing no longer hesitated and solemnly nodded, saying, "Please administer the medicine, senior."
As expected, the Medicine King opened the seal. As soon as he uncorked the bottle, the surrounding space suddenly cooled down, and ice crystals began to spread on the ground. The chill seemed to penetrate to the bone marrow, and even the Golden Core cultivators present could not withstand it.
Immediately afterwards, a dense aura of death emanated from it, so strong that just one sniff was enough to make one feel suffocated.
"Is it really okay to pour it directly onto the flesh?" Shi Potian suddenly felt that they needed to discuss it again.
Mu Guibai said in a deep voice, "Fellow Daoist, you need not have any concerns. I will bear any consequences."
The Medicine King silently sprinkled the Yellow Spring Water on Song Changsheng's body. The death energy instantly invaded his body, and the extremely cold Yin energy directly froze his physical body.
For a moment, everyone felt as if Song Changsheng was out of place in this world, as if he didn't belong to it.
"Could the legendary underworld really exist?" This thought popped into the minds of everyone present.
The Medicine King said it was "Yellow Spring Water," and they believed it, but they didn't believe it was truly the Yellow Spring from the underworld recorded in ancient books, but rather some kind of special spiritual spring.
But at this moment, they seemed to believe it.
Under their tense gaze, the poison in Song Changsheng's body was forced out by the death energy along with his blood, but his life force was rapidly slipping away.
Seeing this, the Medicine King quickly put away the Yellow Spring Water.
Even so, a large amount of death energy remained in Song Changsheng's body, making him look like a dying person whose life force was exhausted.
Seeing this, the Medicine King's brows relaxed. He took out a pure white pill and gave it to Song Changsheng, then used a special technique to help him slowly neutralize the effects of the medicine.
After a while, he stood up, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said, "Fortunately, I have not failed in my mission. The remaining death energy is far less than expected."
With proper care and recuperation, the Alliance Leader's extraordinary abilities will soon be able to eliminate this problem, and he might even turn misfortune into good fortune.
Upon hearing this, the huge weight that had been hanging over everyone's hearts finally lifted.
Only then do they have the mind to pay attention to their surroundings.
Looking at the silent unicorn demon king squatting in the corner, Shi Potian frowned and said, "Fellow Daoist Mu, these beasts have committed all kinds of evil deeds. What's the point of keeping them alive? We might as well kill them to vent our anger for the Alliance Leader!"
...(End of this chapter)