The Underground Demon Race

On the deserted island, Ying Qianshan sat cross-legged, his internal power surging. The injuries he sustained in the battle in the Dragon Tomb had mostly healed, but the aftereffects of using the Secret Technique had not yet healed. Although he could mobilize some of his internal power, he could only exert about 10% of his strength at most.

Ying Qianshan sat cross-legged, recovering from the aftereffects of his condition. Ying Wushuang, who was imprisoned, was also cultivating. Since escaping was now a pipe dream, Ying Wushuang took this time to consolidate her Great Accomplishment Stage cultivation. No matter what happened, being strong enough was never a bad thing.

Quack quack quack...

However, as Ying Qianshan was meditating and recovering as usual, a flock of birds suddenly flew overhead in panic, their cries of terror as if some terrifying being had appeared.

At the same time, the wild beasts on the deserted island also fled in terror. Whether they were docile rabbits or ferocious jackals, they all fled in panic. Ying Qianshan even saw a jackal that had just bitten its prey and was about to kill it, but suddenly seemed to sense the danger and abandoned its prey, fleeing in panic and howling.

"What's going on? What happened?" The sudden change on the deserted island startled Ying Qianshan. Even Ying Wushuang, who was being held captive, opened her eyes. Clearly, Ying Wushuang had also sensed the panicked flight of all the animals on the island.

Ying Qianshan also stood up. Although his cultivation had been greatly affected, Ying Qianshan was still comparable to an immortal or demon, and his intuition was still very sharp. As thousands of animals on the deserted island fled and trembled as they hid in their Nest, Ying Qianshan also sensed something unusual.

Boom!

Almost simultaneously, a jet-black pillar of light suddenly appeared on the deserted island, shooting straight into the starry sky. The dense Demonic Qi pierced the stars, its intensity no less than that of a Demonic Path Cultivator at the Great Accomplishment Stage!

Of course, in Ying Qianshan's eyes, the Demonic Qi of a mere Great Accomplishment Stage Realm Demonic Path Cultivator was nothing special. Even Ying Wushuang's cultivation had reached the Great Accomplishment Stage. However, although the Demonic Qi was not strong, its purity shocked Ying Qianshan. Such pure Demonic Qi was definitely not something that could appear in this Cultivation World.

As the jet-black pillar of Demonic Qi appeared, countless roars echoed across the deserted island. Then, figures emerged from the black pillar of light, shooting out from all directions like a meteor shower. Each figure was imbued with dense Demonic Qi, and their roars were like those of wild beasts.

Ying Wushuang narrowed her eyes slightly, gazing into the distance. She saw these figures, who, though outwardly human, were all Green-Faced Fangs with fangs and ferocious expressions. Their eyes were filled with intense negative emotions: killing intent, bloodlust, and madness...

"Demonfolk?" Ying Qianshan was slightly taken aback as he looked at the figures that appeared accompanied by a pillar of dark Demonic Qi, and at their distinctly different appearance from humans.

The reason is simple: these figures don't resemble humans from the Mortal Realm at all; rather, they look like Demonfolk from the Demon Realm.

Although the deserted island was not large, there were quite a few Demonfolk. Looking at the figures shooting out from all directions like a meteor shower, Ying Qianshan estimated that there were at least eight hundred, if not a thousand. Moreover, these Demonfolk were quite strong, most of them were at the Deity Transformation stage, and a few had even reached the Great Accomplishment Stage. Even Ying Qianshan was not confident of defeating them.

"How could there be Demonfolk on this deserted island? And judging from their appearance, they all appeared alongside this underground Demonic Qi. Could it be that there's a mysterious passage within this island that connects to the Demon Realm?"

It's no wonder Ying Qianshan thought that way. In the Cultivation World, those who are related to the demonic path are merely Demonic Path Cultivator. Even if they possess Demonic True Body, they are not like this at all.

But these hundreds and thousands of figures all looked like demons from the Demon Realm Demonfolk. How could so many Demonfolk appear in the Cultivation World? The only explanation is the passage connecting the Demon Realm and the Mortal Realm.

Hundreds and thousands of Demonfolk appeared, shooting out in all directions. True to their Demonfolk nature, they launched a carpet search of the entire deserted island and even the surrounding sea for hundreds of miles. All animals, birds and Aquatic Clan, were killed and captured, feasting on them. Then, one by one, they carried their prey and returned to the deserted island in an orderly fashion.

"These Demonfolk are actually hunting?" Ying Qianshan was slightly taken aback as he watched the actions of hundreds and thousands of Demonfolk, and then suddenly realized what was going on.

No wonder these animals fled in panic; they were trying to escape these Demonfolk. But judging from their reactions, it seems this isn't the first time these Demonfolk have appeared. Otherwise, why would these animals be so coordinated, fleeing in terror and hiding one by one?

Hundreds and thousands of Demonfolk were hunting and killing indiscriminately. Naturally, some Demonfolk spotted Ying Qianshan and Ying Wushuang. Humans? To the Demonfolk, humans were still a delicacy on their menu. So, upon discovering Ying Qianshan Ying Wushuang Ying Wushuang, these Demonfolk roared excitedly, drooling, and attacked the two of them.

Although Ying Qianshan only had 10% of his combat power remaining, even that was comparable to Cultivator at the Great Accomplishment Stage. Therefore, without exception, all the Demon Race who dared to attack Ying Qianshan were killed by him.

Hundreds and thousands of Demonfolk, fearless of death, would kill one, then two would come, and two would be killed, then four would come. In a short time, the more Demonfolk Ying Qianshan killed, the more attention he attracted to Demonfolk around, and Demonfolk strength grew stronger and stronger.

Looking around at the ferocious and terrifying Demonfolk, Ying Qianshan frowned slightly. His current physical condition was not good, and a prolonged and intense battle would only worsen his injuries. Therefore, Ying Qianshan wondered if he should temporarily retreat. As for the passage between the Mortal Realm and the Demon Realm, he could check it out after his cultivation had fully recovered.

Roar...

However, just as Ying Qianshan was considering retreating and leaving for the time being, a majestic and powerful roar suddenly rang out.

With this roar, the dozens of powerful Demonfolk surrounding Ying Qianshan trembled slightly, then orderly pushed aside, making way for him.

A figure walked towards Ying Qianshan, exuding a magnificent aura. Although he was just Demonfolk, he walked with the stride of a dragon and the gait of a tiger, radiating a terrifying power. His rough and strong body seemed to be filled with endless strength.

These Demonfolk who appeared all had endless madness and bloodlust in their eyes, looking like rabid Hungry Wolf. However, when they looked at this strong Demonfolk, a hint of fear appeared in their eyes. It was as if a wolf Demonfolk had emerged from a pack of mad wolves.

Ying Qianshan's gaze also fell on this strong Demonfolk who had appeared. Unlike the other Demonfolk, although there was madness and bloodlust in the eyes of this strong Demonfolk, there was still more clarity in his eyes, showing that he was not just a walking corpse controlled by demonic nature.

"Human... human?" The strong Demonfolk approached Ying Qianshan, sized him up, and then spoke in human language, though his accent was strange, like a parrot mimicking speech, and not fluent.

"Not bad, who are you?" Seeing that the Demonfolk could speak and had a certain level of consciousness, Ying Qianshan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Being able to communicate was a good thing, much better than being surrounded by hundreds or thousands of mad dogs.

"We..." Upon hearing Ying Qianshan's question, the leading, strong Demonfolk's eyes flashed with a thoughtful look, then he shook his head and said, "I don't remember either. It seems like it was a long time ago. We used to be human too? But now, we call ourselves the Underground Demon Race."

"Underground Demon Race?" Upon hearing the Demonfolk's words, Ying Qianshan was slightly taken aback.

Even after living for thousands of years, Ying Qianshan had never heard of this so-called Underground Demon Race. What concerned him more were the other party's words: Did he mean that long ago, they were human? How could that be? Humans and Demonfolk are completely different races; how could humans transform into Demonfolk?

"Indeed, the Underground Demon Race," the leader of the Demon Race nodded and said, "It happened a long time ago, and my Memory are very vague. A long, long time ago, we seemed to be human, but here, we became the Underground Demon Race, in this underground world."

Speaking of the underground, the leading, strong Demon Race pointed to the deserted island beneath his feet, stammering and mumbling, "We hate sunlight, so we've always been imprisoned underground, never seeing the sun. The underground passage opens once a month, and we use that opportunity to hunt and store up enough Food for a month."

"Why are you hiding underground? What's inside? What turned you from humans into Demonfolk?" Ying Qianshan asked, his heart filled with curiosity, after hearing the words of the leader of the Demon Race.

These Demonfolk, hiding underground, could it really be just because they hate sunlight? That's impossible; there must be something underground attracting them.

Furthermore, Ying Qianshan was also very curious about what kind of extraordinary treasure was hidden within this desolate island in the East Sea, where few people ventured. It was capable of turning them from humans into Demonfolk.

"I... I don't know either. If you're interested, you can come in with me and take a look..." Shaking his head, the leading, strong Demonfolk extended an invitation to Ying Qianshan.