District Wu Mountain

"Awoooooooo--! You rats! You Moshan rats! Your victory was dishonorable! Awoooooooo!!"

Amidst the mountains, a giant golden-maned lion roared wildly, shaking the earth. This giant lion was taller than a hill and eight zhang long. Lying on the ground, it resembled a mountain ridge. It was none other than the great demon that roamed the Ten-thousand-mountains, the lion monster under the command of the Nine Bends God of Fuyu Mountain.

However, this top predator that once dominated the South Border was now in dire straits. It had lost an eye, half of its teeth, and its body was riddled with arrows and forks. Blood had stained its golden fur a brownish-red scab, and even its abdomen had been ripped open, revealing a patchwork of colorful pus and blood inside. Blackish-green blood and thick fluid were gushing from its mouth and nose, and pools of blood contained swarms of wriggling insect eggs. Clearly, it had been poisoned by a Gu venom. Its former might and dominance were gone, and it only had the strength to flee in terror.

However, there was no escape. The lion, spitting blood, fled westward, pursued relentlessly by dozens of beams of light.

"Ink Mountain Fist!!"

Suddenly! From a muddy swamp in the mountains, a young, burly man who had been lying in wait leaped out. He was bare-chested, carrying a knife, and covered in black mud. With a roar, blood burst from his back and shoulder blades, and two lumps of flesh grew out, which quickly transformed into thick arms. He took out an iron-framed bow and eagle-feathered arrows from his Storage Jade, threaded talismans onto them, drew the bow, and nocked the arrow. The arrow flew like a meteor, striking the lion's rear end right above its head as it leaped past!

The lion, its Divine Sense already on guard against the cultivators behind it, was caught off guard and suffered a sneak attack. "Awooo--!" it screamed, its knees buckled, and it rolled to the ground.

The treasure light immediately caught up from behind, falling like rain. Flying swords and magical treasures smashed wildly, tearing the lion demon's skin apart and splattering blood and flesh everywhere!

"Ahhh! Despicable! Despicable, ahhhh!"

This lion truly lived up to its reputation as a powerful demon that roamed the South Border; its hide was thick and its blood thick. Despite taking so many hits, it was still alive and trying to struggle to break through the encirclement.

However, in the nearby mud pit, thirteen warriors, smeared with mud and concealing their presence, spread their arms, swayed their shoulders, and swelled in the wind. Like the young warriors, they all grew blue faces and fangs, with three heads and six arms, each with a body two or three zhang tall and made of iron. They held knives, halberds, hunting forks, fishing nets, and chains. Following behind the young man in front, they roared like mountain demons and pounced on the lion. They used giant crossbows to shoot rune-enhanced bolts into the lion's joints, smashed the lion's knees with heavy axes and iron clubs, and pulled it down to the ground with heavy iron chains.

"Where do you think you're going, you beast!"

These three-headed, six-armed demon warriors were the remnants of the Black Lotus who migrated from Changsi City, the first batch of Tai Su Dao test subjects, and the mountain people of Moshan.

Leading the charge was Li Sheng, a robust young man whose Ink Mountain Fist technique had also reached the Golden Core Perfected Realm. He was Outer Sect Disciple of Mo Shan. With a roar, he raised his broadsword above his head and slashed down with a clang! The blade cleaved into the lion's neck, penetrating more than halfway into the bone!

"Roar--!"

The lion demon roared in pain, desperately trying to break free of the encirclement and escape in the face of death.

But Li Sheng wasn't about to let it escape. He glared at it, his arms gripping the lion's head so tightly that his fingers dug into the flesh, creating a bloody mess and almost tearing the scalp off! His second pair of arms gripped the knife hilt, pulling the blade straight down into the lion's neck! At the same time, blood splattered from both sides of its waist and ribs as two bone spurs emerged! White bones sprang up, flesh and blood crawled out, and in the blink of an eye, a third pair of arms sprouted! And from both sides of the shoulder sockets, two enormous human-faced growths appeared! One spewed fire from its mouth and nose, the other had eyes filled with thunder!

Li Sheng's face was covered in bulging veins, as if crawling with earthworms. His third pair of hands, which had materialized, swung a nail into the top of the lion's head with his left hand and a hammer in his right, smashing it repeatedly into the lion's head with a series of clanging sounds.

The lion demon couldn't withstand such a huge beast. It screamed, rolled its eyes, convulsed, and collapsed to the ground. Li Sheng punched through its skull, flattened it, grabbed its scalp, and with one stroke, chopped the giant beast down, hoisting it onto his shoulder and holding it high!

"I, Li Sheng, accept this demonic beast! Awooooo!"

The young man, covered in mud and stained red by the sprayed demonic blood, looked up at the sky, the white breath he exhaled rising several feet into the air.

The cultivators who followed were all disciples of Bamboo Mountain. They had been chasing for a long time but were suddenly interrupted. Now, seeing these three-headed, six-armed demons pounce on them, tearing the lion to pieces and taking credit for their work, they were quite dissatisfied. They all flew into the air on their magical treasures, circling the demon's corpse, unwilling to leave.

"Moshan! We've been chasing them for so long! They deserve a share of the credit!"

Li Sheng laughed heartily, carrying the lion's head, and pointed at the Bamboo Mountain cultivators in the sky, saying, "Chase! Chase! What's the use of daring to chase but not daring to approach! You're from Tianyu Mountain, aren't you? You chased it all the way to Quwu Mountain, 1,500 li away, and still couldn't capture it, almost letting it escape. You still have the nerve to come and compete with me! Now it's mine! No taking it!"

"You!"

The cultivators of Bamboo Mountain were indignant. A Nascent Soul Realm demon with over a thousand years of cultivation, its fur, flesh, bones, and demon core were all priceless. If it were so easily given away, they wouldn't have chased it all the way across the three mountains.

Although they were indignant, they wouldn't actually fight over the spoils.

Of course, this wasn't because the cultivators of Bamboo Mountain were sensible and didn't care about the camaraderie between them and the people of Moshan. Rather, it was because many of the people of Moshan were originally enemies of the Black Lotus Sect, as well as outsiders who joined the sect, including martial artists and bandits. They were all taken under the command of the Mountain Lord and trained at Five Sons Peak and Lei Marsh. Now, these strangely shaped people are not even sure if they can be called 'humans', and they were never considered fellow disciples by them.

The root cause is that Li Sheng has a great reputation. Most of the people of Moshan are strange-looking, fanged demons, but Li Sheng is the only Outer Sect Disciple of Moshan who has mastered the Tai Su Transformation Method. Moreover, he is obviously an extraordinary person, such as the reincarnation of a martial saint. He is very powerful and can even tear apart a great demon in the Nascent Soul Realm. If they really fought, the cultivators of Bamboo Mountain present were not confident in subduing him.

Moreover, who knows when this guy will reach the Nascent Soul Realm and become the personal disciple of the Mountain Lord. The new Mountain Lord will be even more formidable, possessing merit, fighting skills, and wealth. Furthermore, he is quite petty, and no one in Ink Bamboo Mountain dares to offend him, so they do not dare to confront him directly.

So the cultivators of Bamboo Mountain discussed it for a while and then sent a female cultivator to negotiate.

"Junior Brother Li, everyone contributed to defeating this demon. You didn't share any of our share, but you didn't even offer Senior Sister share? She's recovering her energy in the back right now and will be there soon. You can talk to her about it yourself then."

Li Sheng was startled. He turned his head to look at the maggots swimming in the lion's pupils and couldn't help but shudder. He tossed the lion's head aside with a flick of his wrist.

Well, to put it this way, although he is fearless and dares to punch any demon or monster, many people believe that he is the number one fighter in the Golden Core realm. However, the undisputed number one in Ink Bamboo Mountain is still Chen Asha.

In truth, if a fight broke out, Li Sheng felt he could transform to enhance his fighting ability, and wouldn't necessarily be outmatched. However, if it really came down to it, his opponent could use poison, curses, spells, flying swords, talismans, and drugs...

"Ugh... never mind, I won't eat it then. You can take mine if you want it, really..."

Li Sheng darted into the mud pit and rolled around in it, afraid that insect eggs might fall on him.

The cultivators from Bamboo Mountain were initially delighted, but then they realized what was happening. Staring at the pile of Gu worms on the lion's corpse, they were all stunned. They had been chasing it for days, and the Gu worms inside the lion had all hatched. Could they still sell this material...?

Just as everyone was busy dealing with the demon corpse, a deafening roar suddenly rang out, and a gust of foul wind carrying soaring demonic energy rushed straight towards them. The disciples of Ink Bamboo Mountain immediately scattered, flying into the sky and diving into the ground. They saw two women leap out of the demonic clouds and rush to the side of the lion that had died tragically on the ground, wailing and crying.

"Fu Li Lang! You died such a tragic death!" "Father! Do justice for us!"

"Father?"

Li Sheng's heart skipped a beat. He manifested his three-headed, six-armed form, holding a knife, fork, hammer, and nail in his hands, and looked up.

Standing amidst the clouds was a great demon with white hair and beard, blue eyes and a beast-like face. At this moment, he was in human form, wearing silver armor and a white robe, holding a Crescent Moon Blade. At a glance, his cultivation level was impossible to discern.

"You're actually Divine Transformation Realm demon! You're the Nine Bend Old Demon of Mount Fuyu!?"

Li Sheng roared, and the Mo Shan people around him drew their bows and crossbows and shot at the Demon Lord. But the Demon Lord opened his mouth, a gust of wind swept through, and swallowed the talisman arrows.

Upon hearing that the Nine Bends God of Fuyu Mountain had personally arrived, the disciples of Bamboo Mountain immediately abandoned their gains, mounted their treasures, and flew away.

"Roar! Where do you think you're going?!" "Give me back my Tanuki's life!"

The two women, filled with grief and indignation, roared and tore off their masks, bursting forth as two lionesses from their bodies and chasing after Bao Guang, a disciple of Bamboo Mountain.

Li Sheng wasn't angry that the people from Bamboo Mountain deserted in the face of battle. Well, he couldn't fly, he could only float. Besides, he ate all the spoils himself. If he had the money to buy a fast-moving magical mount, he would have fled too...

"You Ink Bamboo Mountain are going too far! We've already returned the Tianyu Mountain to you, yet you're still gathering a large army, invading our mountain territory, and killing my sworn brother. You're not giving our Spirit Race a way out at all!"

The white-haired lion looked at the mangled, maggot-scratching corpse on the ground with a sorrowful expression.

"Sworn brother? Oh, you're not that old lion demon, are you? You just reached the Divine Transformation stage, right? You scared me. Come! Let's fight!"

As Li Sheng's muscles collided, they seemed to solidify into a fleshy armor like rocks and steel plates, but he could still barely make out a human shape. Meanwhile, the other Moshan people roared and transformed, and in an instant, the forest echoed with the howls of ten thousand demons, gathering more than a dozen terrifyingly Devil Form monsters.

Yes, it has been ten years. The people of Moshan have been cultivating the Moshan Heavenly Book and observing the Revered Heavenly Demon. Moreover, many of them have already been able to transform into Nascent Soul Stage through the Supreme Plain Heavenly Dao. However, they are not yet able to control their transformations freely, as they may lose the hearts of the people if they remain in this state for too long.

However, now that they were facing a great demon who had reached the Divine Realm, it was no time to hold back. Immediately, Li Sheng and the other fourteen Moshan people transformed into Nascent Soul Stage Demons and roared as they charged toward the White Lion Demon Lord.

The White Lion Demon Lord roared and swung his Crescent Moon Blade, "Ink Mountain Demon! Take my Heavenly Lion Frost Slash!"

Immediately, the Demon Lord clashed with the fourteen Revered Heavenly Demon in a fierce battle, their swords flashing and their clashes shaking the heavens and earth, sending sand and stones flying and mountains trembling.

Of course, after ten years of fighting, both sides now know each other's capabilities inside and out.

If it were an ordinary Nascent Soul Stage demon, it probably wouldn't last two moves before being torn apart by this group of Revered Heavenly Demon. Similarly, if it were an ordinary Nascent Soul Stage cultivator, taking a direct hit from this demon god's blade would likely result in their bones shattering and them dying.

However, the method of transformation of Mo Shan pushes the power and domineering body to the limit, and can also use the evil energy to heal itself at any time, so it is not afraid of those demons. In addition, with the chaotic punches and beatings at this time, it is now a case of flesh mountain against flesh mountain, muscle against muscle, fighting passionately and evenly!

Just as the battle was raging, a Sword Light suddenly flew from the horizon, landing in mid-air and revealing a female cultivator in a short shirt and skirt with two braids. A snake was coiled around her left arm, a spider perched on her head, a toad crouched on her shoulder, a centipede wrapped around her waist, and a scorpion clung to her right leg. Her left hand formed a sword incantation, controlling a beam of azure light around her body, and she threw two dripping heads into the arena with her right hand.

The white lion, being of a higher level and more skilled, wielded its blade with dazzling force, cutting down the demons surrounding it in a chaotic battle. It then kicked Li Sheng away, freeing its hand to sweep over the two heads with a swift motion. To its surprise, they were the two lionesses it had just chased after! And they were dead!

"Roar--! You're asking for death--!"

The white lion roared, dragging its sword and charging straight after the female cultivator.

"Senior Sister, I'm here to help you!"

With that terrifying appearance, Li Sheng knew exactly who it was. Blood spurting from the corner of his mouth, he chased after her and launched a combined attack.

Who would have thought that the White Lion would use a dragging-blade technique, turning around and severing Li Sheng's four arms and two heads with a single stroke, sending him flying backward like a kite with a broken string. Fortunately, a black lotus jumped up and caught him, allowing him to escape underground.

Seeing the vast difference in strength between the two sides, Chen Asha didn't hesitate. She bit her tongue, spat out a mouthful of blood essence, and fled on her sword.

The Lion Demon was clearly too lazy to fight with the group of muscle-bound demons from Mo Shan who were impossible to kill. It had killed these mountain people before, turning them into inhuman monsters with thick skin and flesh, which would take a long time to fight and would give it diarrhea if eaten. So it ignored Li Sheng and his group of non-humans and turned to chase after the Sword Light.

So, with the Sword Light in front and the demonic wind behind, although the flying sword was fast, it was still two realms behind and was firmly bitten by the lion demon. It tumbled and rolled among the mountains, but could not shake off the monster no matter what it did, and was about to be knocked down.

When they reached the territory of Luwu Mountain, the Lion Demon suddenly heard cannons roaring from all sides. Light burst forth from all directions, igniting massive mountain fires. A line of fire snakes spread across the mountains and fields, and smoke and clouds covered the sky like a curtain, enveloping even the demon clouds within.

Upon seeing this scene, the Lion Demon immediately realized that the people of Ink Bamboo Mountain had set up an ambush to kill and annihilate it. It decisively changed its demonic wind and turned to leave, but after flying only a few miles, it suddenly realized that it had been tricked.

It turns out that in the past ten years, Ink Bamboo Mountain has recovered the six mountain dojos from Fei Mountain to Tianyu Mountain, destroyed all the demon caves, and built a new sect of the Ink Bamboo Mountain lineage in Tianyu Mountain.

The great demons of these six mountains were all killed. Some surrendered and became the mounts and livestock kept by Ink Bamboo Mountain, while others fled west to Fuyu Mountain to seek refuge with the Lion King Nine Bends God, currently the strongest demon force.

The three mountains of Qiwu, Luwu, and Quwu, which are adjacent to Tianyu Mountain, had their original three demon kings and their demon soldiers wiped out by the Mountain Lord ten years ago. Therefore, the area of 1,500 li between these three mountains has become a buffer zone between the two sides. Both sides only gather their forces in the rear and send spies to each other. Usually, only the mountain people of Mo Mountain and the lesser demons of Nine Bends Cave scout and probe each other, and there are rarely any large-scale battles.

Having attained the Divine Transformation and gained wisdom, the Lion Demon's eyes darted around and it realized what was going on. If there were truly experts from Ink Bamboo Mountain lying in ambush in Deer Wu Mountain, how could it have escaped the ambush so easily? And how could the Lion Demon Fu Li have escaped all the way to Deer Wu Mountain? There must be a trap here!

So the white-haired lion demon returned again, only to find the mountain fire burning fiercely, but there was no formation in sight, and not a single True Monarch of Lou Guan could be seen around. However, in the distance, there were more than a dozen beams of light shuttling through the forest, trying to use the mountain fire to cover their tracks and escape.

Sure enough, it was the Bamboo Mountain disciple who had just chased Fu Li Demon, who, together with Chen Asha, tricked and killed two lionesses, and then set up this formation to scare the lion demon away!

"Hmph! How dare you! You mere Golden Core cultivators, killing my relatives and trying to trick me with your heretical methods! If I let you escape right under my nose this time, what face will you have left to call yourselves gods and demons! Awooo--!"

The Lion Demon was tricked and lost face, but worried that if he delayed too long, reinforcements from Ink Bamboo Mountain would come to his rescue. So he roared and revealed his true form, turning into a six-headed white lion. He opened his mouth and spewed out frost, fire, lightning, wind, and thunder, turning Luwu Mountain into a scorched wasteland!

The disciples of Bamboo Mountain were all at the Golden Core stage. Although they had magical treasures protecting them, they were no match for this newly Divine Transformation Soul demon king. The Fa Yin beads they threw out couldn't even touch the lion's hair before being snatched away and swallowed whole. As a result, those whose magical treasures were taken away coughed up blood from their mouths and noses, suffered severe injuries to their primordial spirits, and rolled to the ground.

"Those who can leave, leave! I'll cover the rear!"

Upon seeing this, Chen Asha reversed her Sword Light and descended to block the group of heavily injured disciples. She made a hand seal and pointed her sword finger. Her protective azure Sword Light flashed, transforming into a sword beam that struck directly at the Lion Demon's head.

"Aww--!"

However, the six-headed lion demon roared angrily, its demonic voice howling and its demonic wind howling, which actually shattered the Sword Light, causing a stone ball to fall to the ground. All the disciples of Bamboo Mountain were blasted away by the sound wave and shockwave, and were knocked unconscious and coughed up blood.

Chen Asha was also shocked by the lion's roar, causing her to spit blood from her mouth and nose. She forcibly resisted the roar of the Divine Transformation demon, but she was unable to move under the pressure!

"Hmph! I've heard of you. You're that poison-using girl!"

The six-headed lion demon pounced on Chen Asha, its twelve pairs of dark blue beast eyes gazing down at the girl in the shadows.

"Today I will rid you of this brat from Ink Bamboo Mountain! To avenge my Spirit Race disciples! Aaaaaah!"

The lion demon pounced and slapped Chen Asha across the face!