(Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, readers.)
"Chunhong, you're vicious." One of them was drenched by the countless drops of demonic-qi rain. In the blink of an eye, his body had been corroded until it was riddled with holes, and he swayed precariously in midair. Having suddenly suffered such a grievous wound, he could not help cursing furiously.
"Vicious? If I hadn't come up with this method to guard against you, I'd probably have been devoured by you without even a scrap left. You short-sighted fools—within a radius of hundreds of thousands of li around the entire Devil Chun Vine Ridge, when has a single Body Integration Realm expert emerged over these countless years? You couldn't break through yourselves, yet you still wanted to drag me down with you. You thought that once I broke through, your days of darkness would begin. Why don't you think about it? Without a Body Integration Realm expert guarding the entire Devil Chun Vine Ridge, those old monsters at the Body Integration Realm can come and go as they please. How many clansmen have they killed over the years to extract their chun cores?"
"I'm going to become the first devil of this Devil Chun Vine Ridge. Once I've dealt with you short-sighted fools, I'll break through to the Body Integration Realm and unify the entire Devil Chun Vine Ridge." The Devil Chun Vine called Chunhong let out a cold laugh, his voice brimming with killing intent.
"This mere demonic rain won't take our lives. Without this demonic qi turned to rain, where will you absorb enough spiritual qi to advance?" shouted another Devil Chun Vine whose body had been corroded by almost half.
"Who said I was the one who drew it here?" When Chunhong said this, the killing intent in his eyes grew even heavier.