Qi Refinement Way.
Within the Primordial Thunder Secret Realm.
Countless thunder spirit birds circled through the sky, then fell like raindrops. Fang Qing watched the entire affair as Shaohuan, the Great Cultivator, labored to break restrictions, slew demon beasts, and delivered the spoils into his hands...
Qiujin died and became an evil demon, only to be divided up and eaten... truly the Demon Race's way of doing things.
Unlike us humans. Even if we wanted to eat someone, we would at least wait until they had truly undergone Dao Transformation and perished before making use of the Purple Mansion spiritual objects they left behind... At least we wore an extra layer of skin and retained a little face.
He stood with his hands behind his back, vaguely sensing that something was amiss.
Back when the great demon Suwu sought Qiujin, how many Dharma Kings and Duzis had come from the Esoteric Treasury? The Great Void had been filled with golden bodies.
Yet this time, there was only Shoucangxuan!
Even Xu Hei could only be considered an affiliate of the White Bone Way, not a true Esoteric Treasury cultivator.
That alone was enough to reveal certain problems.
"And that old fox, Dark Candle Adept... He previously said he would investigate news of the ancient thunder method, but then he vanished without a word."
"Yet today, I saw him on Green Hill Mountain..."
Competition within the Demon Race was brutal. With the fox clan having lost a great demon at Perfected Purple Mansion, they would likely need to hide in Blessed Lands and Grotto-Heavens for some time. That old fox was no longer of much use either... Forget it. I cannot demand too much of him. After all, he is merely a Dao Foundation Demon General...
Just then, amid the dust raised