Demon Race Kill Order, News of the Tree Demon

Cough, cough, cough. This time, I was somewhat careless. I never expected that after the Demon King Chongming burned his True Spirit bloodline and used the True Spirit Transformation divine ability, the power he unleashed would actually rival that of a Nascent Soul Ninth Layer cultivator!

Fortunately, he could not maintain that state for long. Otherwise, even with Fellow Daoist Lan's help, killing him would have been an exceedingly difficult task!

Within a mist-shrouded valley more than a hundred thousand miles from Flowing Fire Valley, Zhou Yang coughed several times with a pale face, spitting out the congealed blood within him. A trace of relief flashed through his eyes.

The information Lu Caixia had given him merely said that the Demon King Chongming was a Mid-Grade Sixth-Rank Demon King with a relatively pure Chongming Bird bloodline, and should have met his requirements.

Yet even Lu Caixia had not known that the True Spirit bloodline within this Demon King Chongming was in fact extraordinarily dense—so dense that once he used the True Spirit Transformation divine ability, he became virtually indistinguishable from a true Chongming Bird.

It was precisely because Zhou Yang had not known this that he had been injured by the sudden eruption of the demon king's strength, nearly suffering a counterkill.

Of course, Lu Caixia could not be blamed for this either. When she had traveled through the Cultivation World of the Tiannan Continent, she had only crossed paths with the Demon King Chongming once. They had possessed no deep friendship, so naturally she had not known how formidable his true strength was.

**Fortunately, I brought Ying'er with me this time. Otherwise, while these injuries would not have caused me any grave harm, I still would have needed several years of recuperation to fully recover. That would likely have