After such a long period of exploration,
Jiang Yuechu had long since mastered the wondrous uses of the hundred demons compendium.
Jiang Yuechu had long since mastered the wondrous uses of the hundred demons compendium.
Different demons, when transformed into Spiritual Seals, produced vastly different effects.
For example, the Tiger Mountain God, when empowered, would elevate swordplay strength to another level.
The Black Mountain Bear Lord augmented strength, and the Green-faced Wolf Lord augmented speed.
And the Pig Demon... increased defense.
As for the White Ape Duke, who had recently been promoted, he augmented the power of moving mountains and filling seas.
"So... what about you?"
Jiang Yuechu lowered her head, looking at her fair palm.
Slowly raising her hand, her five fingers slightly spread.
This place was Liangzhou, located in the bitter and cold northwest, with a dry climate.
Without activating the Dragon Transformation Scripture, the Divine Ability to control water was almost nonexistent.
However, at this moment,
Thin strands of blue water, like threads appearing from thin air, wrapped around her fingertips.
They were crystalline and exceptionally agile.
But this was only the beginning.
The true Qi in her body surged into the White Flood Dragon Spiritual Seal like a floodgate opening.
"Rise."
A clear, cold word was uttered.
Boom—!!!
Inside the narrow room, the sound of crashing waves against a shore suddenly erupted!
The water flow, originally as thin as a spider's silk, instantly surged.
Whoosh—
Towering waves appeared out of thin air.
They directly broke through the confines of the roof, hovering above the small courtyard.
Waves churned, and mist permeated the air.
Even the temperature of the surrounding few streets instantly plummeted.
Such a sea of waves,
even with the Dragon Transformation Scripture activated, would be impossible to achieve.
As long as her true Qi remained, this vast ocean would never dry up.
If she exerted her full power, activating the Dragon Transformation Scripture and summoning the White Flood Dragon Spiritual Seal... flooding Liangzhou City didn't seem like an empty threat.
Her five fingers slowly closed.
The water flow reversed, turning into a sky full of crystalline mist, finally re-condensing in her palm.
"Wait... I think I've caused trouble."
Jiang Yuechu suddenly realized.
In her momentary excitement, she had only focused on testing the power of this White Flood Dragon Divine Ability.
But she forgot to hold back.
The roof, which had previously sheltered them from wind and rain, now had a huge hole in it.
The north wind, mixed with a few withered leaves, merrily poured in through the hole.
Just as she was pondering how to clean up the mess,
a slight tremor suddenly came from the ground.
Immediately after,
Boom—!!!
The courtyard gate was kicked open with a fierce blow.
"Lord Jiang!!!"
Wei He held a horizontal saber, his hair bristling.
Behind him,
Xu Changfeng followed closely, his longsword gleaming with cold light.
Dozens of heavily armored Demon Suppression Guards surged into the narrow courtyard like a tide.
"What Prodigy dares to launch a night attack on the Commander's residence!"
"…"
...Western Regions Demon Court.
The Maori Demon King was still half-reclining on his throne.
Only this time, there were no beauties in his arms, and no fine wine in his hand.
He was staring at the dark night outside the hall, his brows tightly furrowed, his right eyelid twitching incessantly.
"Strange..."
"Those two fellows have been gone for four or five days, haven't they?"
"Logically, with the travel speed of the Lotus Planting Realm, even if they were sightseeing along the way, they should have reached Liangzhou by now. Regardless of success or failure, they should have returned."
As he mumbled,
a scrambling sound of footsteps suddenly came from outside the hall.
"Great King! Great King! This is bad!"
A Rat Demon stumbled into the main hall, even rolling several times before stopping.
The Maori Demon King sat up straight and quickly asked, "What happened? What's wrong?!"
The Rat Demon recalled what it had seen in Liangzhou Prefecture, trembling all over: "The two Demon Kings of the White Flood Dragon Clan... are dead."
"What?!"
The Rat Demon dared not look up: "I saw it with my own eyes, just outside Liangzhou City. Two demon corpses were dragged by the Demon Suppression Division with iron chains, paraded through the streets for all to see..."
Upon hearing this,
the Maori Demon King gasped.
The Rat Demon clan was best at concealing their aura and gathering information.
Since it dared to say so, this matter... was probably true.
But... why?
Although he had cursed the two long worms to die there,
now that it had actually happened, he was at a loss.
Although that Old Daoist Priest was a half-step Lighting Lamp cultivator,
his Lifespan was nearing its end.
Two Lotus Planting Realm Demon Kings in their prime, if they truly wanted to escape, it was impossible for not even one to get away!
Unless... an extremely terrifying thought emerged in his mind.
Besides that Old Daoist Priest guarding the Region, there were other masters in the Great Tang!
"That was close..."
He plopped down on the ground, no longer caring about his demeanor.
"I knew it, how could an eighteen-year-old girl who can kill a Core Formation White Flood Dragon not have someone backing her?"
"Fortunately, this King ran fast..."
"If this King had been hot-headed and actually made a move back then..."
Thinking of the fates of Jiao Li, Demon King and Jiao Xuan, Flood Dragon King,
the Maori Demon King couldn't help but shiver.
"No!"
"I can't stay here!"
"Those two idiots are dead, the White Flood Dragon Clan will definitely go mad. If they investigate..."
"And on the Great Tang's side, what if they get carried away with killing and decide to take a stroll along the border..."
The more the Maori Demon King thought about it, the more terrified he became.
He suddenly sprang up from the ground, kicking the Rat Demon, who was still kowtowing.
"Issue the order!"
The Rat Demon was sent tumbling but dared not cry out in pain. It quickly scrambled up and knelt, pricking up its two pointed ears.
"Gr-Great King, what are your commands?"
"Are we to gather our troops and march towards Liangzhou to avenge the two Demon Kings?"
"Avenge your grandpa!"
The Maori Demon King couldn't help but kick again.
This kick was not light, sending the Rat Demon rolling several yards away.
"You idiot! Is your brain filled with paste or something?!"
He paced anxiously in the hall with his hands behind his back, his magnificent feathered cloak fluttering with his movements.
"Now that those two long worms are dead, that bunch of old geezers from the White Flood Dragon Clan will definitely go mad. If they come out in full force then..."
"Staying here in the Western Regions border is like a mouse in a bellows—caught between two fires!"
The Rat Demon was stunned, and subconsciously asked, "Gr-Great King, are we... running away?"
The Maori Demon King's eyebrows shot up, and he feigned calmness, saying, "This King has been away from home for four thousand years; the years have been long, and I deeply miss the elders of my clan."
"The sunrise over Golden Rooster Ridge, the cool breeze under the Wutong Trees..."
As he spoke emotionally, he even squeezed out two drops of tears.
"This King has decided!"
"Depart immediately, lead the troops, and return to the clan to visit relatives!"
"This trip... I'm afraid I'll be staying for a while."
The Rat Demon's mouth twitched.
Is this what a six-thousand-year-old Great Demon is like?
This ability to adapt to circumstances truly made even rats feel ashamed.
However, it dared not say more, quickly kowtowing: "Great King is wise! Great King's filial piety moves heaven and earth! This humble one will go and deliver the order now!"