How did my pill pattern end up on you?

The Mass Burial Ground is located on the west side of the town.

The weeds grew up to waist height, one patch after another, and when the wind blew, the blades rustled against each other.

The graves stretched out in a continuous line, with mounds of earth of varying sizes rising and falling, most of them hastily piled up without even a decent tombstone.

The blurry figure leaped over a sloping earthen mound and finally came to a stop.

The Red Lizard Demon King slowly turned around.

Beneath the black robe, his figure remained slender, and a pair of eyes flashed with a long, vertical red light in the shadows.

It looked at the figure slowly approaching from not far away, and a smile returned to its face. The corners of its mouth slowly widened, revealing two rows of fine, sharp teeth.

"You actually dared to follow me."

"You really think I ran away just now because I couldn't defeat you?"

The Red Lizard Demon King removed the black robe and hood that concealed his face, revealing scaly, dark red skin. His appearance was similar to that of an ordinary person, except for his unusually protruding mouth, which had short, sharp fangs. He would slightly stick out his tongue as he spoke.

"Guess why I'm hiding on the outskirts of such a small town?"

Its tone carried a hint of smugness, as if it were telling someone a huge secret.

After so many years and keeping it hidden for so long, I finally wanted to talk to someone about it.

Especially since the other party's identity is like a cat and mouse with me, it feels even more satisfying to say it out loud!

"So what if those fools occupy a territory? They'll still be targeted and attacked by you all in turn."

"Hiding in a place where even your Demon Suppression Division can't reach me, I can simply move to another location if I cause any disturbance."

"The only downside is that he's not decisive enough."

"However, over the years I have learned to control my desires. Even when I devour someone, I will savor the taste of their fear."

At this point, the Red Lizard Demon King's smile deepened.

It had seen too many people on their deathbeds, but none of them could compare to the fear of "knowing you're going to die, but there's no way to escape it" that it found most satisfying.

"You people from the Demon Suppression Division probably haven't even put me in your books yet."

It paused.

She raised her chin, looking at Yang Xiao as if he were a joke that had been delivered right to her doorstep.

"How dare you come looking for me alone?"

"If everyone in the Demon Suppression Division were as stupid as you, Qingzhou should have been ruled by the Demon Race long ago."

Yang Xiao did not interrupt it, and waited for it to finish speaking before speaking.

"You're just scared."

"You're afraid of being put on the Demon Suppression Division's list, afraid of being hunted down by Demon Suppression Division." Yang Xiao revealed a disdainful expression. "Tsk, is this the courage of the Pill-Pattern Demon King?"

"I'm scared!?"

The Red Lizard Demon King looked displeased, as if he had been told something, and his Demon Power suddenly erupted.

"Ridiculous! Let me show you the Fire Pattern I've spent a thousand years perfecting!"

The next moment, the Pill-Pattern Power suppressed within its body was released in full, and the intense heat swept across, causing the surrounding weeds to bend down in unison.

Immediately afterwards, a Pill Pattern emerged from between its chest and abdomen.

It was a long, narrow, undulating crimson line, like a red-hot iron chain.

The moment the Pill Pattern appeared, the surrounding world changed.

The waist-high weeds all around scorched without fire, then burned little by little to ashes, which were then swept away by the wind and turned into fragments.

The already thin layer of moisture in the air evaporated in large swaths, even the thin layer of dampness on Yang Xiao's body was completely evaporated.

The area, spanning several dozen feet, felt as if it were being roasted over a fire in an instant.

Yang Xiao's gaze fell on the Red Lizard Demon King's Pill Pattern, and he secretly marveled.

The opponent's Fire Pattern have already reached a considerable level, and are already able to subtly influence a region. They are probably not far from reaching the Core Illumination Realm.

Although not as formidable as the Core Illumination Demon King who escaped from Chu Qingtian's clutches, he was still an extremely powerful opponent.

Even a regular Pill Pattern Deputy General might not be able to defeat it.

The Red Lizard Demon King noticed Yang Xiao's appraising gaze.

It was initially delighted, and sure enough, any martial artist at the Pill-Pattern Realm would be taken aback when they saw its perfectly crafted Fire Pattern.

It opened its mouth, the words "You've learned to be scared" already on its tongue.

But before it could even exhale, it sensed something was wrong.

The young man's gaze did linger, but there was no fear or even the slightest hint of dread in his eyes.

It's like someone staring at a piece of goods at a market that they haven't even gotten their hands on yet.

The Red Lizard Demon King's expression gradually darkened.

It recognized that look; it knew the same expression it had when choosing its targets.

But now, it seems the roles have been reversed?

But on what grounds!?

The smile vanished completely from its face.

It shouted sternly.

What are you looking at?

Yang Xiao chuckled softly, "I'm watching to see how my Pill Pattern has grown onto your body."

There was a moment of silence at the Mass Burial Ground.

The Red Lizard Demon King's pupils suddenly shrank to two thin lines.

The fire in its heart suddenly ignited.

The Demon King, which had been hiding for years and whose presence even the Demon Suppression Demon Suppression Division couldn't find, was now being openly challenged by a mere Pill-Pattern Realm youth who claimed that his Pill Pattern was for him to cultivate.

"Good!"

It laughed, a laugh that made its teeth clench.

"What a reckless fool!"

It wasn't going to say another word; it wanted to teach this brat what it meant for Demon King not to be insulted!

The Red Lizard Demon King suddenly clasped his hands together.

"Click--"

At the same time, the soil beneath their feet cracked open, and fissures rolled out from all around it.

Immediately afterwards, countless crimson fire lines shot out from the ground, like a fishing net suddenly tightening, pressing down on Yang Xiao from all directions like a net covering the sky and the earth!

Where the fire swept across, the grave soil instantly turned into scorched earth, and several hastily erected wooden plaques exploded with a "crack" and turned into ashes.

Yang Xiao stood in the center of the fire line.

He raised his left hand and gently pulled his palm upwards.

He pulled the last bit of moisture from the Mass Burial Ground to his front, where it dissolved into five pale blue water curtains that covered him from all sides, including the sky above.

The crimson flames collided with the water curtain, hissing as the white steam merged into one, and the water curtain shattered layer by layer.

As each layer crumbled, he patched it up, but the fire never managed to touch the hem of his clothes.

Amidst the billowing white steam, Yang Xiao's expression remained unchanged.

He looked up at the completely somber face opposite him, his right hand gripping the Army-Breaking Spear tightly.

At the same time, the three lines on the Black-Gold Mystic Core within his body simultaneously lit up with a faint light.

The Red Lizard Demon King intensified its attack first.

In its view, there was no need to prolong this battle.

Its Fire Pattern, cultivated over a thousand years, once spread out, cover an area of several dozen feet. Even if the opponent is Water Pattern, it will eventually be burned away.

All it has to do is roast this person to death on the spot.

Crimson fire exploded from beneath its feet, transforming into dozens of ferocious pythons wreathed in flames, their crimson bodies soaring and tumbling through the air as they rapidly approached!

Wherever the fire passed, the air was distorted by the heat.

The towering flames illuminated the entire Mass Burial Ground, turning the night into a shimmering dark red!