Chen Xiaotian and Shuya laughed, genuinely, heartily, and with a sly, mischievous grin.
Within the golden demonic energy, Yang Zhen stared blankly at Chen Xiaotian and Shuya outside, unable to understand what the two were laughing about for a long time.
In the crowd, the Shameless Cat stared blankly at Chen Xiaotian and Shuya, then asked the Nine Dragons Saint Venerable beside him, "Are these two crazy?"
The Nine Dragons Saint Venerable stared at Chen Xiaotian and Shuya with a grim expression, and said solemnly, "These two are laughing so shamelessly, there must be something going on."
The Shameless Cat curled its lip and said, "We haven't heard Kid Yang wailing or howling yet. What could be wrong? Even if he is, it's possible he's faking it. If he wants to, no one can stop him, and no one can tell unless he wants others to notice."
Upon hearing this, the Nine Dragons Saint Venerable nodded with deep agreement and said, "That's true, but... what exactly is the situation?"
At this moment, Shuya, with a playful expression, looked at the golden demonic energy and said, "Boy, since the Savage Wilderness, countless Dao cultivators have coveted the power of my Devil Cultivator, wanting to cultivate both the demonic and demonic paths. But guess how many have actually succeeded over the years?"
At this point, Shuya shook his head and said, "Forget it, guessing how many people succeeded seems too complicated. Why don't you guess how many survived?"
Upon hearing Shuya's words, the faces of the surrounding group were filled with shock and bewilderment.
Cultivating both demonic and magical arts simultaneously sounds unbelievable. If someone succeeded, wouldn't they be able to roam freely in Devil Domain and the Main Realm?
The fact that something as terrifying as it sounds, yet came out of Shuya's mouth so easily, shows just how difficult this matter must have been.
In fact, no one had ever heard of anyone being so crazy as to want to cultivate the power of Devil Cultivator.
Another thing that puzzled everyone was how Yang Zhen got involved with Qi Xiu of the Demonic Path?
Could it be that Yang Zhen is trying to refine the demonic energy within the golden demonic aura?
This is practically suicidal! How could Yang Zhen be so ignorant?
Yang Zhen was certainly not ignorant, but Shuya was no idiot either. So what exactly happened?
Upon hearing Shuya's words, Shameless Cat's face fell, and he said, "Damn it, those two old bastards are really up to something. I wonder if their ability to cause trouble can match that of Kid Yang. Kid Yang always scheming against people; I hope he doesn't end up getting swindled himself."
"The problem lies in the golden demonic energy. Who knows what this golden demonic energy actually is?" The Nine Dragons Saint Venerable's words proved prophetic, a hint of surprise and uncertainty flashing across his face.
Yang Zhen could tell that the reason why Shuya and Chen Xiaotian were so certain was obviously because he had entered the golden demonic energy.
But... what exactly is this golden demonic energy?
Chen Xiaotian walked step by step towards the golden demonic energy, a playful expression on his face, and said, "Boy, you may not know the origin of this golden demonic energy, so let me explain it to you, lest you die without even knowing what you've gotten yourself into."
At this point, Chen Xiaotian glanced at Shuya, who had followed behind him, and said, "This golden demonic energy is the power of the Devil Emperor naturally released after the death of the Emperor Realm expert. Even Devil Cultivator Venerable who enters it will be refined into nothingness. Unless they possess extremely special methods, they will undoubtedly die!"
Upon hearing this, everyone around gasped.
The Devil Emperor's power!
And is it the power that was naturally released after the Devil Emperor's death?
These powers are almost somewhere between the power of heaven and earth and the power of the Devil Emperor; how could ordinary people possibly come into contact with or refine them?
No wonder Shuya and Chen Xiaotian were laughing like that; the problem really was with this golden demonic energy.
Yang Zhen exclaimed, staring wide-eyed at the two approaching figures, and said, "Damn it, no wonder I felt increasingly hot; it was this golden demonic energy causing all this trouble."
What kind of Cultivation Method could produce such demonic energy to harm people even after death?
As Shuya and Chen Xiaotian approached, Yang Zhen was certain of at least two things.
Firstly, there really is Emperor's Tomb in this place. Secondly, Chen Xiaotian and Shuya happen to possess the method to refine this golden demonic energy.
Those golden threads, barely visible to the naked eye, entered Yang Zhen's body in the blink of an eye. This time, they not only severed his internal organs, but also tried to sever his meridians inch by inch. Once these things were unleashed, let alone the Dragon-Elephant Prison-Shaking Body, even the Emperor Body would be finished in a matter of minutes.
Yang Zhen forcibly endured the immense pain, circulating the power within his body to resist the invasion of the golden threads. His face grew increasingly contorted with discomfort, staring intently at Chen Xiaotian and Shuya as if he wanted to devour them. This frightened everyone around him, who all took a step back, fearing that they might be accidentally corrupted by the overwhelming golden demonic energy.
Both the Shameless Cat and the Nine Dragons Saint Venerable looked anxious and wanted to rush forward, but then they realized that they might be refined into Chengxu as soon as they rushed up, and wouldn't last as long as Yang Zhen. So they gave up and could only watch anxiously from the side.
Chen Xiaotian seemed to be in a much better mood. He stepped into the golden demonic energy, a look of enjoyment on his face. He stared at Yang Zhen for a long while before saying, "Boy, I don't want to kill you anymore."
Yang Zhen glared fiercely at Chen Xiaotian and said with difficulty, word by word, "You might as well kill me."
Chen Xiaotian laughed heartily, clapping his hands and saying, "What a fearless young man! Death is nothing more than a casual matter to me, but pain is what brings me the greatest interest. So, you should think of a way to absorb and refine some golden demonic energy, so that I can witness the birth of a peerless genius. Or... I might as well teach you the method of refining golden demonic energy?"
Shuya laughed heartily and nodded, saying, "That's a good idea. I haven't felt this way for many years."
The surrounding Devil Cultivator burst into laughter. Let alone Yang Zhen, even they, who had cultivated Devil Cultivator Cultivation Method since childhood and mastered the Devil Cultivator of refining golden demonic energy, would not dare to rush in and refine and absorb it. If Yang Zhen could succeed, that would be truly miraculous.
Apart from the Devil Cultivator, the other Daoist cultivators present all wore angry expressions, glaring fiercely at Chen Xiaotian and Shuya.
When faced with the greater good, personal grudges become trivial. Killing someone is just a matter of beheading them. The way Chen Xiaotian and Shuya tortured Yang Zhen was so unbearable that almost everyone could no longer stand by and watch.
But that's normal. Almost all Devil Cultivator have something wrong with their minds. These people do all sorts of evil. It would be abnormal if they were to sit down and drink tea with Daoist cultivators, chatting about everything under the sun.
"Hey kid, can you handle this? If you can't, come out. Don't screw yourself up."
The Shameless Cat meowed repeatedly, looking at Yang Zhen with a rare expression of worry on its face.
The Flirtatious Chicken on the side was eager to try, and if it weren't for the Nine Dragons Saint Venerable holding it back, it probably would have really flown over there.
Shuya and Chen Xiaotian seemed to have lost interest in mocking Yang Zhen. They each found a place and began to refine the golden demonic energy. Before long, dark golden light emanated from their bodies.
At this moment, Yang Zhen suddenly took a deep breath and sat down on the ground with a thud, as if he could not hold on any longer.
Countless people gasped in surprise, but only that Shameless Cat, with his sharp eyes, noticed the details.
If Yang Zhen truly couldn't hold on any longer, would he still have the mind to avoid those sharp stones while sitting on the ground?
"Damn it, that bastard was faking it all along."
As it spoke, the Shameless Cat revealed an excited expression, but its face also showed a look of deep resentment. It let out a mournful howl and cried out in a pitiful tone:
" Yang Zhen, you can't die! If you die, what will become of me... what will become of me?"