2451: C2451 You're the Only One Who Has a Great Treasure?

C2451 You're the Only One Who Has a Great Treasure?

"Why? Why do I feel such inexplicable heartache …."

Absently, he raised his hand and stroked his face. He felt tears welling up in his eyes for no reason, as if something important had left him.

"What happened!?"

Demon Prison flew up into the sky, flying out of the Weeping Demon Cave at an extremely fast speed.

And above the Spirit Demon Pavilion was Mo Wutian, Mo Wuqing and the rest of the God Stage. They were still fighting against Jin Zhenhai and the other Divine Guardians.

However, the Patriarch had already passed away. There was no point in continuing to fight.

Right now, the fate of the Demonic Soul Clan was already decided. They would be completely destroyed by the Demon Pavilion. If they didn't run now, they would never have another chance.

"Ahem …"

Just as the corners of the High Priest's eyes twitched and he was about to run away, his face suddenly went pale. It was as if he had just passed through countless years of time.

Evidently, even the High Priest would have to pay a heavy price to summon the Demon Sovereign's shadow.

"Backlash, you suffered a backlash!"

Mo Wuqing's pupils became sharp. His expression changed several times in an instant as his mind worked at top speed.

Although Mo Wutian had fallen, Mo Wuqing was still at the seventh level of God Stage. With the dissipation of the shadow of the Demon Sovereign and the backlash from the High Priest, it had to be extremely serious, so no one present was able to stop him.

Jin Zhenhai and the other Divine Guardians were not worth mentioning, furthermore, he himself had the God Stage experts, so he did not need to be afraid of them.

"Revenge for our big brother!"

At this moment, Mo Wuqing's gaze became crazed. If he stood out and destroyed the Demonic Pavilion, killed the High Priest, and avenged Mo Wutian, he would definitely unite the Demonic Soul Race and become famous in the Sea of Death!

As he thought of that scene, the corners of Mo Wuqing's mouth couldn't help but twitch. He forcefully suppressed his smile, and at that moment, his face became exceptionally distorted.

"Kill! Kill them all!"

Mo Wuqing suddenly waved his hand. His voice was unexpectedly hoarse, causing even himself to be shocked.

"Go to hell!"

Mo Wuqing was the first to rush out, holding a single horn in his hand. This was the supreme treasure that Mo Wuji had brought back from the Sea of Death, the 'Ethereal Opening' horn.

The power of this horn was strange. It had an indescribable devilish might, as if it were a primordial devil god. Every strike would pierce through the void, directly attacking the target, making it impossible for the opponent to dodge.

And before Mo Wutian left for the demon pavilion, he had already handed the Netherpassage horn to Mo Wuqing so that he could use this treasure to kill Jin Zhenhai and the other god guards. Although Mo Wutian had died, this was the best time to use the Netherpassage Horn!

"Chi!"

Capturing the thief would be the first to capture the king. Mo Wuqing didn't hesitate at all as he aimed at the high priest. His eyes were cold as he stabbed out his horn.

In an instant, a deep, dark, evil light shone from the horn of Ethereal Opening. A faint hissing sound and a stench came out from the dark light, as if there was some kind of strange creature inside.

The space in front of the horn shattered, and then the horn stabbed out towards the forehead of the High Priest. It was so fast that not even the High Priest was able to react.

The High Priest's pupils constricted as he stared at the mysterious horn. He had summoned the shadow of the Demon Lord and suffered a huge backlash. At this moment, he could not even activate a single strand of demonic energy.

"Bam!"

The sky was filled with colorful clouds as a graceful figure in a red dress appeared in the horizon. She looked like a celestial being that had transcended the mortal world as she accompanied the flocks of flowers.

The horn of Ethereal Opening was swept away by a sword. The woman in the red dress stood in front of the High Priest, her eyes cold.

"Demon Wuqing, you have to get through me first if you want to hurt me, Master!"

The red dressed woman's face was extremely beautiful. Even though they were enemies, Mo Wuqing couldn't help but be startled. When he regained his senses, his face became even more ferocious.

The woman in front of him was someone Mo Wuqing was very familiar with. She was the one that had first established herself in the Sea of Death, leading the Demon Soul Clan to attack cities and plunder the ground. She was the direct disciple of the High Priest and the strongest member of the younger generation of the Demon Race.

"You Ye, you're only at the seventh level of the sage realm and you want to block me?"

"With this treasure, I can fight against those at the eighth level of the God Stage!"

"You think you're the only one with a treasure?"

Zi You Qing's beautiful eyes turned. Her eyes were filled with disdain as she looked at the Demon's heartless hand.

"What!"

Demon Wuqing's hands trembled as he stared at the object in Zi You's hands, his breathing becoming rapid.

"I know that Master is in trouble. The elders have specially summoned me here and even gave me this treasure. Today is the day you die!"

At that time, she had led the demi-humans to invade cities and plunder the Sea of Death, and she had formed a deep enmity with Demon Wuqing.

At that time, Zi You Qing was still at the sixth level of God Stage and had been relentlessly pursued for three years by Mo Xie. Helpless, she returned to the elder's courtyard to seek protection.

"You still want to hurt me, Master? New grudges and old grudges, let's settle them together today!"

Zi You Qing took out the precious treasure in her hand. It was actually a teacup, an ink-green tea cup. Its surface was bumpy and full of holes. It was extremely old and worn out, as if it would shatter upon contact.

However, when Demon Wuqing saw the tea cup floating up, his face stiffened and a strong sense of fear appeared in his eyes.

"We are all lunatics, I am not fit to play with you!"

With an angry curse, Demon Wuqing suddenly stabbed the Netherpassage Horn behind him. Space shattered and he rushed into the broken space without hesitation, trying to escape.

"Trying to run?"

Zi You Qing reprimanded her as a powerful demonic qi filled the teacup. The teacup glowed with a strange light as it transformed into a canopy of light, covering an area of 10,000 miles.

The potholes on the tea cup had now turned into stars that filled the sky. These stars weren't fake like the ones on the Divine Heart Tree. Instead, they were real. The power of the stars filled the air, causing the space to shatter.

"Please use the heavenly tea cup to refine the evil spirits!"

Zi You Qing bowed and the stars that filled the sky came crashing down.

"Damn it!"

When Mo Wuqing entered the broken space and was about to escape, he was surprised to discover that space had already been confined. The tea cup had been turned upside down, and the star energy was crushing down, making him unable to move.

"Rumble!"

The stars suddenly dropped down, and Demon Wuqing had nowhere to escape to. His eyes were about to pop open as he suddenly raised his head and angrily shouted, "You forced me to do this!"

"Sacrifice!"

Mo Wuqing suddenly slammed his palm down on the Netherpassage horn. With a wail, cracks appeared on the surface of the horn, and an incomparably strange aura surged out from the cracks.

"Tsk tsk!"

A strange laughter resounded in her ears. Soon after, the horn of Ethereal Opening suddenly exploded, and an inky green palm covered with thorns, like thorns, extended out and welcomed the stars that filled the sky.1

The palm had seven fingers, emitting a terrible stench. The moment it came into contact with the star, the star decayed, as huge rocks fell from it. A strange laughter rang out from the bottom of his heart as the star shattered with a clench of his palms.

Soon after, a figure shot out of the endless strange aura, crushing one star after another, polluting all of the star power and turning it into a strange dark green aura.

Only now did Zi You Qing clearly see the person's appearance. It was a centipede's head, three lips, a body like an earthworm, four arms in front of its chest, and ten arms behind its back.

There were no legs beneath this strange being, but instead, a dark green lotus seat.

The lotus seat stank, was mottled and tattered, and was covered with rotten moss.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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