A Great Pie Fell from the Sky

"Let me formally introduce myself. My name is Zhou Bing. May I ask how you address me?" The leader of the Demonfolk spoke fluently, appearing no different from an ordinary person. The originally violent and chaotic Demonic Qi on his body had also calmed down. On the deserted island, his consciousness had been blurred, so this was the first time he had formally greeted someone.

"Ying Qianshan," Ying Qianshan replied upon hearing the words of the leading Demonfolk.

As he spoke, he glanced around the enormous Underground Space, which seemed like Alternate Dimension, and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhou invited me here. Is there anything I can do to help? If so, please tell me."

Judging from their appearance, these Underground Demon Race didn't seem to intend to harm him. So, Zhou Bing's invitation to enter this Underground Space must mean he needed his help.

"Fellow Daoist Ying speaks frankly," Zhou Bing exclaimed in admiration upon hearing Ying Qianshan's words. "There is a Demonic Qi Demonic Qi Crystal there, containing more than half the Demonic Qi of this underground place. My ancestors passed down a precept that we, their descendants, must seize the opportunity to pluck that Demonic Qi Crystal and send it beyond the deserted island."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed directly at a huge piece of land in the Underground Space. The surging Demonic Qi was spreading out from the land. Originally, many Demonfolk lived on each piece of land in this internal space, but on the piece of land with the most concentrated Demonic Qi, not a single Demonfolk could be seen. It was as if these Demonfolk were afraid of that piece of land with the most concentrated Demonic Qi.

"Let's go take a look..." Ying Qianshan's eyes lit up slightly as he sensed the dense Demonic Qi emanating from that piece of land. He then flew up and approached the huge piece of land.

Visible to the naked eye, some houses had been built on this land, but they appeared to be many years old and had long been abandoned, with not a single Demonfolk living there. The closer one got to this vast land, the more one could feel the Demonic Qi emanating from it, so dense it was terrifying.

As Ying Qianshan approached, he could see a fist-sized, crystal-like object on the vast land. The black crystal emitted Demonic Qi that deeply shocked even Ying Qianshan. Moreover, it seemed that all the Demonic Qi in this Underground Space originated from this black crystal.

"Just how much Demonic Qi does this black Demonic Qi Crystal contain...?" Ying Qianshan murmured, his eyes wide as he stared at the fist-sized black crystal.

It wasn't that Ying Qianshan was naive; it was simply that the Demonic Qi contained within this black crystal was far too astonishing. The Golden God, created by Ying Qianshan himself, possessed power at the Immortal-Demon level. However, the Demonic Qi contained within this black Demonic Qi Crystal was dozens of times greater in terms of energy than that of the Golden God.

"What level of Demonic Qi is this? And what is the origin of this Underground Space? How could it contain such terrifying Demonic Qi? Even in the Demon Realm, it's rare to see anything like it." Feeling the Demonic Qi contained in the black Demonic Qi Crystal, which was almost as boundless as a vast ocean, Ying Qianshan was deeply shocked. This terrifying Demonic Qi far surpassed the level of ordinary Immortal-Demon level.

"According to the teachings passed down from our ancestors, thousands of years ago, our ancestors, the Underground Demon Race, were originally human. However, during a voyage, they encountered a shipwreck and were stranded here. They accidentally discovered that there was another world beneath this deserted island," Zhou Bing, Demonfolk, was not surprised by Ying Qianshan 'Ying Qianshan shock and said to him.

"This place is teeming with Demonic Qi. Our ancestors happened to know a little about cultivation, and with the help of this Demonic Qi, their cultivation level improved rapidly. In just over ten years, they passed the Small Heavenly Tribulation and entered the Deity Transformation stage. However, from then on, our ancestors' bodies underwent tremendous changes, gradually transforming into Demonfolk."

"The changes at that time terrified many people, so they all tried to escape the deserted island for their lives. However, they discovered that, unknowingly, the Demonic Qi here had completely integrated into their flesh and bones, turning them into Demonfolk. The Demonic Qi within their bodies would boil when stimulated by sunlight, causing their minds to become chaotic."

"The first time they went out, many ancestors even fought each other, losing more than half of their own. Since then, my ancestors have not dared to leave this Underground Space at will. Later, after much research by our predecessors, we discovered that only those who have reached a certain level of cultivation and have a solid foundation can barely suppress the boiling Demonic Qi and maintain a sliver of clarity."

"I understand..." Hearing this, Ying Qianshan had a general idea of what this Underground Space was all about.

It turns out that this Underground Space is filled with Demonic Qi. Thousands of years ago, a group of humans entered it and, sensing the abundance of Demonic Qi, thought they had found Grotto-Heaven Blessed-Land, a holy place for demonic cultivation. So, they all used the Demonic Qi here to cultivate diligently. In fact, that group of people even built their residences on the land with the most concentrated Demonic Qi in order to improve their cultivation.

Although this Underground Space is a sacred place for demonic cultivation, the purity of the Demonic Qi here far surpasses that of the Mortal Realm. Therefore, the pure Demonic Qi has even unknowingly altered their physique, turning them into Demonfolk.

For ordinary Cultivator, the faster their cultivation improves, the better. However, they overlook the fact that the Demonic Qi here is so pure that it is beyond the capacity of a mere mortal body to withstand. The pure Demonic Qi is not a problem in this Underground Space, but if they go outside and are stimulated by sunlight, the Demonic Qi will boil over. If their cultivation improves too quickly and their Divine Sense is not strong enough to suppress the boiling demonic nature, they will lose their minds and become like walking corpses.

This situation horrified them. From then on, they dared not improve their cultivation too quickly, and instead focused more on tempering their character and Divine Sense. Only when their minds were strong enough to control the surging demonic energy would they be qualified to go hunting off the island once a month...

Gradually, these people transformed into Demonfolk, calling themselves the Underground Demon Race. That's roughly how the Underground Demon Race came to be.

"Originally, as long as we suppressed our cultivation and increased our Divine Sense power, there wouldn't be any problem. But unfortunately, the Demonic Qi in this Underground Space is becoming increasingly dense. Even if we stop cultivating, our cultivation will still increase rapidly in this dense Demonic Qi. In the end, our ancestors even moved away from this land with the most concentrated Demonic Qi."

Looking at the crystal formed from Demonic Qi before him, and the incredibly dense Demonic Qi itself, Zhou Bing's eyes were filled with deep worry. "This Demonic Qi Crystal is getting bigger and bigger, and the Demonic Qi in the Underground Space is becoming increasingly dense, causing our cultivation to improve faster and faster. If this continues, sooner or later, even without leaving this place, the excessive Demonic Qi will slowly cause us to lose our minds. At that time, we, the Underground Demon Race, will become a group of powerful but mindless mad demons."

"If that's really the case, it's terrifying..." Hearing Zhou Bing's words, and imagining hundreds or thousands of powerful Underground Demon Race losing their minds and slaughtering in a frenzy, even Ying Qianshan could almost see mountains of corpses Blood Sea.

"Then, Fellow Daoist Zhou, what is the purpose of letting me enter this place?" Having truly grasped the situation of this Underground Space, Ying Qianshan asked directly, as if Zhou believed he possessed the power to untangle the knot of the Underground Demon Race.

"I, Zhou Bing, representing tens of thousands of Underground Demon Race, request Fellow Daoist Ying's help. I hope you can help us take that Demonic Qi Crystal away," Zhou Bing said solemnly upon hearing Ying Qianshan 'Ying Qianshan inquiry, bowing deeply to him.

"You mean, you want me to take this Demonic Qi Crystal?" Upon hearing Zhou Bing's words, Ying Qianshan's pupils contracted slightly.

"That's right. As long as we take this Demonic Qi Crystal, the Demonic Qi in this Underground Space will decrease by at least half. In this way, we can alleviate the crisis of being corrupted by demonic energy," Zhou Bing nodded seriously and said.

All Cultivator wished they could improve their cultivation as much as possible, but these Underground Demon Race were afraid of improving their cultivation. This was because the Demonic Qi and demonic nature here were too strong, and improving their cultivation too quickly would cause their minds to be swallowed up by the demonic nature.

"Let me take this Demonic Qi Crystal?" Ying Qianshan was completely stunned.

The Demonic Qi Crystal possessed power surpassing that of ordinary Immortal-Demon level, and its value was comparable to that of a true Immortal Artifact. Even Ying Qianshan coveted such a thing, but he never expected that the Underground Demon Race's goal was for him to take the Demonic Qi Crystal. This incredible stroke of luck left Ying Qianshan completely stunned.

"Actually, a long time ago, we Underground Demon Race wanted someone else to take this Demonic Qi Crystal, but unfortunately, we can only go out once a month, and we can't stay for too long. In addition, this deserted island is located on the coast of the East Sea, and it is rarely visited by people. So for thousands of years, almost no one has been able to meet us on this deserted island."

As he spoke, Zhou Bing's eyes were filled with emotion and helplessness. "For thousands of years, we have just happened to come to this island and encountered only a handful of people who go out once a month. But unfortunately, their cultivation is not high enough. They were corrupted by demonic nature as soon as they came into contact with the Demonic Qi Crystal. Today, we happen to meet Fellow Daoist Ying, and your cultivation is so high. It seems that heaven has not forsaken our Underground Demon Race."

"Since this concerns your lives, I naturally have no choice but to oblige," Ying Qianshan, still dazed from the unexpected windfall, quickly recovered, suppressing his elation, and said righteously. (To be continued...)