Calamity of the Demon Race

"Fellow Daoist, it's best not to pursue them any further. If you do, your daughter's life will be in danger."

After Xing Mo had chased for more than two hundred miles, a figure shrouded in a black cloak suddenly called out to Xing Mo.

Xing Mo watched as Xing Shan, gripped by the Gu Worm, continued to walk away, his anger burning.

But he still gradually slowed down. The man in black in front of him was the real culprit; chasing the Gu Worm wouldn't save his daughter.

Xing Mo turned his head and stared intently at the man in black, his voice as cold as a blade.

"Who are you? Why did you kidnap my daughter?"

The man in black was none other than Song Wen, he said in a deep voice.

"The Holy Spirit Pill! If you give me the Holy Spirit Pill, I will release your daughter."

"You, a mere Golden Core cultivator, dare to covet my Xing Family's Holy Spirit Pill!" Xing Mo said coldly.

"We cultivators seek immortality, which is an act against the heavens, solely to break the lifespan of Human Race set by the Heavenly Dao. If we dare to defy the heavens, what else is there that we wouldn't dare to do!" Song Wen said.

"You've miscalculated. I'm just an ordinary Golden Core cultivator from the Xing Family; I have no access to Holy Spirit Pill," Xing Mo said.

"It seems you don't intend to save your daughter. Since I've meticulously planned this conspiracy, I naturally know your identity. You are the one who guards the Xing Family Treasury," Song Wen said.

"This is an internal secret of the Xing Family. Where did you obtain it from?" Xing Mo's voice was icy.

He suddenly realized something and pressed on, "Did Jing Feiyao tell you?"

Song Wen looked at Xing Mo with a smile, but did not answer.

"It really is that bitch! I will tear her to pieces!" Xing Mo roared.

"How you intend to deal with Jing Feiyao is none of my concern. I only care whether you are willing to hand over the Holy Spirit Pill," Song Wen said.

"Since you are involved with Jing Feiyao, you should know very well that the Holy Spirit Pill is no longer in the Treasury," Xing Mo said.

"In that case, goodbye forever!"

After saying that, Song Wen turned to leave.

"Where do you think you're going!"

Xing Mo shouted sharply.

He suddenly summoned a flying sword, which flashed with a chilling light and aimed straight at Song Wen's face.

Black, Origin-Returning Sha Qi surged from Song Wen's body, transforming into a black shield that blocked his path.

The flying sword struck the shield, leaving it unharmed, but the sword was sent flying.

"Fellow Daoist, think twice before you act! Since I dare to show myself before you, I am not afraid of you risking your life for me," Song Wen said.

Xing Mo's expression turned extremely ugly; his full-force attack had failed to harm his opponent in the slightest.

Given his inferior strength, it seems Xing Mo has no choice but to compromise.

"There is indeed a Holy Spirit Pill in the Treasury. But why should I trust you? What if you take the Holy Spirit Pill and then break your promise, still killing my daughter?"

Song Wen was unable to determine the veracity of Xing Mo's words at the moment.

Song Wen had no way of knowing whether the Xing Family Treasury truly contained the Holy Spirit Pill, or whether Xing Mo was deliberately saying this to appease him.

"We have no enmity, killing her will do me no good. I am only here for the Holy Spirit Pill."

Xing Mo pondered for a moment, then slowly spoke, "Even if we hand over the Holy Spirit Pill to you, my daughter and I will still not escape death. Our Lineage will never let us go. We will be condemned for disloyalty and executed."

Song Wen said calmly, "There are many ways to die, and I have countless ways to make your daughter regret ever being born."

"You..."

Xing Mo's eyes were bloodshot, and deep within them burned a fierce flame, as if it could transform into a raging inferno at any moment and reduce Song Wen to ashes.

"Despicable! A dignified Golden Core cultivator resorting to such underhanded tactics."

"Heh, similar. Every year, quite a few innocent people die tragically at the hands of your Xing Family. Even the Holy Spirit Pill is made from living people."

Song Wen looked towards Fangzhu City, where smoke and fire filled the air and battles were taking place everywhere.

In order to quell the chaos as quickly as possible, the Xing Family used swift and decisive methods to suppress the unrest. Countless rogue Rogue Cultivator who were unable to escape were caught in the aftermath of the battle and perished.

Within Fangzhu City, cries of anguish filled the air.

Xing Mo gazed at Xing Shan's figure, which was already far away on the horizon, and was at a loss for what to do.

"Fellow Daoist, I have a plan that can make us both happy," Song Wen said.

"Speak!"

"Use the Holy Spirit Pill to get your daughter back, then take her and elope far away, away from the Xing Family."

"That's impossible!" Xing Mo refused resolutely. "I was born and raised in the Xing Family. How could I betray the Xing Family!"

"It seems that you have chosen your Lineage over your daughter, so there's no need for us to continue this discussion."

Seeing Song Wen resort to his old tricks again, and pretend to leave, Xing Mo seemed to have finally made up his mind.

"Alright, I'll give you the Holy Spirit Pill! But you must guarantee my daughter's safety."

"I swear on my very soul that as long as I obtain the Holy Spirit Pill, I will not harm Xing Shan in the slightest," Song Wen said.

"After I obtain the Holy Spirit Pill, where shall we conduct the transaction?" Xing Mo asked.

Song Wen casually tossed out a Message Jade Slip.

"Contact me as soon as you get the Holy Spirit Pill. Remember, you only have 15 minutes."

Xing Mo put away the Message Jade Slip and was about to take off and fly towards Fangzhu City.

Suddenly, Xing Mo and Song Wen both showed expressions of shock.

The two felt a powerful sense of oppression coming from the distant sky.

The two looked up and saw two enormous figures rapidly passing through the sky.

One of them was a giant Flying Eagle with a wingspan of over ten zhang (approximately 33 meters).

The other figure was two zhang tall, with a fish's body and a snake's tail.

The two were none other than the great Wind Eagle and Yuan Hao.

They made no attempt to conceal their powerful Demon Race aura, which drew the attention of Human Race cultivators within a radius of hundreds of miles.

The Human Race cultivators were all terrified and looked up in awe.

Even the turmoil within Fangzhu City came to an abrupt halt the moment the two appeared.

The auras emanating from Wind Eagle and Yuan Hao seemed to be considerably stronger than when they were in the Nethergod Mountain Secret Realm.

They made no stop and headed straight towards the Cloud Ridge Mountain.

"It seems an even greater calamity is about to befall your Xing Family," Song Wen said casually.

"Snort!"

Xing Mo snorted coldly, seemingly disdainful of Song Wen's words.

But his gaze toward Cloud Ridge Mountain was filled with deep worry.

Xing Mo took to the air and flew towards Fangzhu City.

After watching Xing Mo leave, Song Wen concealed his aura and also headed towards Fangzhu City.

Xing Mo sped along, directly entering the North City Fangzhu City.

The North City was guarded by the Xing Family, so Song Wen could not enter. He could only wait for Xing Mo's return at the edge of Fangzhu City.

About fifteen minutes later.

Song Wen suddenly received a message from Xing Mo.

[I've obtained the Holy Spirit Pill. Where shall we trade?]

[If you travel south, you will naturally find me.]

A few breaths later, Song Wen saw Xing Mo's figure fly overhead and head south.

Song Wen waited in the same spot for a while, but did not see anyone following Xing Mo.

He then activated his movement Movement Method, traversing the dense forest and heading south.