Sudden Uprising

Sword Gate and Upper Court disciples only had one chance per month to enter the Demon Ruins, and no one wanted to waste this opportunity. As a result, as many as a thousand Upper Court disciples were trapped here this time!

They deserved this misfortune. The Demon Ruins had always been a training ground for Upper Court disciples. Although some disciples occasionally died during their training, there had never been a major incident. Therefore, the Sword Gate higher-ups, the Qi Refiners, paid little attention to the Demon Ruins.

It was a common occurrence for Upper Court disciples to train in the Demon Ruins, and no one had expected the tables to turn so drastically. Upper Court disciples had become the prey, while the Demonic race of the Demon Ruins had become the hunters, preying on Sword Gate disciples!

Within a hundred-mile radius, nearly a thousand Upper Court disciples fled in all directions. Some gathered to resist, while others hid and cowered. Waves of Demonic race swept back and forth, searching for these Upper Court disciples.

Countless Upper Court disciples were captured, their limbs bound to carrying poles. Helpless, like pigs, they were carried by two Demonic race towards the depths of the Demon Ruins, their destination unknown.

Many more Upper Court disciples were even killed in the struggle!

Tens of thousands of Demonic race swarmed from the Demon Ruins, spreading across the hundred-mile area, shrinking the space for the remaining Upper Court disciples to move.

"In ancient times, humans were humble. Before my Demonic race, they were mere two-legged sheep, destined only to be sacrifices! In the past, the livestock used for my Demonic race's sacrifices were all humans!"

Many Demonic race laughed heartily as they swept through, crushing the confidence of the Upper Court disciples who dared to resist. Their eerie laughter echoed.

"Rows of humans tied to carrying poles, roasted over a fire, slathered with oil until they're fragrant!"

"A stab to the heart, a basin filled with human blood, offered to the spirits of heaven and earth, to the spirits of our ancestors, so that their spirits may taste the delicious human blood!"

"These humble livestock actually dared to rebel and suppress us. Now it's time to let these livestock know who the true masters of heaven and earth are!"

Zhong Yue, Ting Lanyue, He Chengchuan, and others gathered together. After repeated encounters with the Demonic race's sweeps and encirclements, the original hundred-plus people were now less than twenty. The others had either been captured in the chaos or killed.

The remaining dozen or so individuals were all wounded, bearing numerous scars of varying sizes. They were in a sorry state. Even Zhong Yue, Ting Lanyue, and He Chengchuan, who possessed the highest strength, were not faring well, having narrowly escaped death at the hands of Mutated Demonic race in several battles.

The Abyssal Demon skeleton Zhong Yue had obtained was too heavy to carry while fighting, so he had abandoned it during battle. Only the arms of the Abyssal Demon skeleton remained, two gleaming scythes that he kept and used as weapons.

These two Mysterious Iron scythes were eight feet long, taller than a person. Although not Soul Weapons, their sharpness was second to none. Zhong Yue soul-sacrificed into them, and the Mysterious Iron scythes moved like the wind. With each swing, they cut through the Demonic race's flesh with almost no resistance!

However, there were simply too many Demonic race here. In the past, Mutated Demonic race were rarely seen during training here, but now they were outrageously numerous. For every hundred Demonic race, there was one Mutated Demonic race!

Even Zhong Yue had narrowly escaped death several times in battles against Mutated Demonic race. Although he had already killed one Mutated Abyssal Demon, Abyssal Demons were the lowest-ranking Demonic race in the Demon Ruins, even lower in status than Spider Demons. The strength of other Mutated Demonic race was far more formidable than that of Mutated Abyssal Demons!

The Mutated Demonic race of other species had feathers made of refined gold, extremely sharp; some had incredibly tough spider silk that required more than a dozen cuts from the Mysterious Iron scythes to sever; some had external skeletons made of metal, like incredibly thick armor. Each had its own unique strengths.

After these battles, He Chengchuan and the others had witnessed Zhong Yue's formidable and fierce prowess. The Thunderclap Sword Art became incredibly sharp in his hands, killing any who stood in his way!

Furthermore, Zhong Yue could soul-sacrifice into the Mysterious Iron scythes while simultaneously executing the Thunderclap Sword Art. Wherever the scythes passed, swaths of Demonic race fell, even more potent than Ting Lanyue soul-sacrificing into her Soul Weapon, drawing everyone's attention.

However, their current situation was dire. With the increasing number of Mutated Demonic race, Zhong Yue's strength, though high, had limited application. He was no match for the Mutated Abyssal Demons, so while the others were momentarily astonished, they were mostly worried about their predicament.

"If we don't leave the Demon Ruins soon, the Sword Gate higher-ups will definitely notice something is wrong and come to investigate."

Ting Lanyue encouraged everyone, "We just need to hold on for two or three days, and a Qi Refiner will come down to quell this riot."

"Two or three days? I fear we won't last that long."

He Chengchuan showed a bitter smile and looked up at the sky. He saw flocks of Eagle Demons flying, weaving back and forth, their sharp eagle eyes searching for Upper Court disciples. "Senior Sister Ting, the Demonic race here are increasing, and so are the Mutated Demonic race. It's a miracle if we can last for another hour!"

A female disciple sighed, "If only someone could escape the Demon Ruins and report to the two Elders."

Zhong Yue closed his eyes and concentrated, visualizing. His Soul entered his Sea of Consciousness and he said, "Xin Huo, do you have any way to escape?"

"There are too many low-level Demonic race here. With your strength, escaping is impossible."

Kindling Child was blunt. "Moreover, I can sense the aura of Demonic Race Qi Refiners, although they are minor figures, they are still too strong for you. I sense that within this Demon Ruins, there are also some secrets, faintly emitting an ancient, dark, and evil aura..."

"Demonic Race Qi Refiners?"

Zhong Yue couldn't help but shiver. Qi Refiners were incredibly powerful. To them, Upper Court disciples, they were like heaven and earth. The appearance of Demonic Race Qi Refiners in the Demon Ruins indicated a truly dire situation!

"Besides Demonic Race Qi Refiners, there's also a dark and evil ancient aura? Is it more powerful than the Demonic Race Qi Refiners?"

"Much more powerful than the Demonic Race Qi Refiners, but these ancient auras seem to be suppressed, or perhaps they are dormant, or even dead. Only a trace of their aura is faintly leaking out."

Kindling Child sensed carefully. "I sense that these Demonic Race Qi Refiners are preparing for a grand ritual to awaken these ancient auras. If they truly awaken them, it will be a huge problem, enough to throw the Sword Gate's bumpkin Qi Refiners into chaos! Young man of the Fuxi Divine Clan, if you hand over your body to me, I can take you alone and escape. However, doing so would expose me, and I would have to kill my way out of the Sword Gate with you, wandering the world."

This little flame said excitedly, "My strength is not what it used to be, and I haven't found a suitable Kindling Inheritor yet. There are still many powerful figures in the Sword Gate who can stop me. So, when I break out of the Sword Gate, I plan to detonate the souls of the gods and demons suppressed beneath the Sword Gate! Those souls of gods and demons are countless times more powerful than these ancient auras in the Demon Ruins. They will surely wash the Sword Gate with blood, and then we can escape..."

"Handing over my body to Xin Huo's control is absolutely unreliable!"

Zhong Yue dismissed this dangerous thought. Xin Huo's level of danger was a hundred times more terrifying than these Demonic race!

"Kid Yue, if you get killed later, I will definitely intervene!" Xin Huo shouted in his Sea of Consciousness.

Zhong Yue pondered for a moment, then his expression shifted slightly. He said in a low voice, "Senior Sister Ting, Senior Brother He, when we encounter the Demonic race later, resist slightly, then let them capture us. I have a plan that might give us a chance to escape!"

Ting Lanyue and the others felt a stir in their hearts, vaguely guessing his plan. They exchanged glances and nodded silently.

Zhong Yue immediately took off the two eight-foot-long Mysterious Iron scythes from his back and buried them in the soil.

Ting Lanyue felt a pang of unease and said in a low voice, "Junior disciple Zhong, how far can your Spiritual Power extend? Can you really..."

Zhong Yue shook his head and whispered, "Hush! The Demonic race are here!"

"Humans here!"

Wailing sounds erupted. A group of Spider Demons discovered them. Several female Spider Demons cried out joyfully, "Human young bulls! If you dare to resist, we'll kill the human heifers and keep the human young bulls for our pleasure!"

He Chengchuan and the other male disciples turned deathly pale at the words. They resisted slightly before being captured one after another. A Mutated Spider Demon spat out webs, binding them tightly.

"Human young bulls..."

A female Demonic race lovingly stroked He Chengchuan's face and laughed, "Eating the young bulls during mating is my favorite thing to do!"

The leading Mutated Spider Demon warned, "Don't stir up trouble. The Elders still need these creatures' blood for ancestral sacrifices!"

Dozens of the lowest-ranking Abyssal Demons approached, hoisting everyone onto their poles and marching toward the depths of the Demon Ruins.

"Take them to the altar! When the Elders arrive, we'll blood sacrifice these two-legged sheep to the ancestors of all our Demonic race tribes and awaken the ancestral spirits!"

A Abyssal Demon, seemingly a minor leader among them, supervised nearby and exclaimed excitedly, "We will also awaken our common ancestor, the Heavenly Phenomenon Mother!"

"Heavenly Phenomenon Mother?"

On the poles, Ting Lanyue and the others were startled. Ting Lanyue whispered, "This is bad. These guys actually want to awaken the Heavenly Phenomenon Mother..."

Zhong Yue asked curiously, "Senior Sister, what is the Heavenly Phenomenon Mother?"

Before Ting Lanyue could answer, the Abyssal Demon leader chuckled, "The Heavenly Phenomenon Mother is the common ancestor of our Great Wilderness Demonic race, our god! The Heavenly Phenomenon Mother gave birth to our first son, the ancestor of the Heavenly Elephant Demon Race; her second son is the ancestor of the Eagle Demon; her third son is the ancestor of the Fire Demon Race... We Abyssal Demon race are the youngest sons, with lower status, but still far higher than you humans. You humans are livestock. Back in the Great Wilderness, our ancestors hunted humans. Especially human heifers, hehe, after catching them, we'd strip them naked..."

The Abyssal Demon leader pinched Ting Lanyue's cheek and chuckled twice, completely oblivious to the fact that behind them, a mile away from the battlefield where Zhong Yue and the others were captured, the earth suddenly cracked open with a plop. Two large scythes leaped out from underground, flying close to the ground, closely following them!

Unknowingly, these dozens of Abyssal Demons carried Zhong Yue and the others through the Demonic race encirclement. Zhong Yue and the others stole glances around. They saw fewer and fewer Demonic race along the path. In the center of the Demon Ruins, demonic energy billowed, soaring into the sky. This must be the altar the Abyssal Demons spoke of.

"Die!"

Zhong Yue suddenly roared. The two eight-foot scythes suddenly leaped up, whistling and spinning in mid-air. In an instant, they cut from the rear of the group all the way to the front!

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

The Abyssal Demons carrying the poles suddenly had their heads fly off, their demonic blood spraying their severed heads into the air. They all became headless corpses. At this moment, the two scythes, controlled by Zhong Yue's Spiritual Power, flew back. With flashes of blade light, they minced the Abyssal Demon leader into pieces!

Zhong Yue's brow Spiritual Power surged. Blade light flashed and chopped, severing the spider silk binding his limbs. He leaped up, controlling the blade light to hack at the silk binding Ting Lanyue and the others' limbs, shouting, "Leave immediately! There might still be a chance to escape the Demon Ruins!"