Sun Xingtian!
Clear Blue Kingdom, Di Province, Fallen Star City.
This city, built against the mountain, has a population of over 700,000 and is controlled by the Lin Clan Lineage, a family of cultivators.
The Lin Household has a history of over four hundred years. The patriarch, Lin Xiaotian, is Foundation Establishment Late Stage Cultivator, and the family also has five Foundation Establishment elders. They are considered a powerful force in Di Province.
It can be said that the Lineage the Lin family is the most chaotic three or four hundred years of history on the entire continent. The Lin Household has experienced all the great wars, the rise of the Demon Race, and natural and man-made disasters.
It is evident that the Lin Household is blessed with great fortune, and their history is an epic tale of a Lineage.
The night was deep, and dark clouds obscured the moon.
Outside the city, dozens of figures in black robes stood like ghosts.
The leader was tall and slender with a handsome face, but his skin had an eerie Dark Gold hue.
His name is Sun Xingtian.
The seventh generation of the Sun Clan, born after the establishment of the Myriad Demon Domain.
From birth, he was a native demon of the Myriad Demon Domain. In his eyes, Human Race were extremely lowly ants, and only the Holy Race of the Myriad Demon Domain were the masters of heaven and earth.
Not only did he cultivate the "Heavenly Demon Sainthood Transformation Instruction," but his ancestor, Sun Chengzu, also went to great lengths to obtain a drop of the Essence Blood of Six-Winged Demon General for him, to refine his physical body.
"Young Master Xingtian, the city's defensive array has been breached."
A hunched-over, protruding-lipped man in black robes reported in a low voice.
He pulled down his hood, revealing a huge Hui Shu's head, his eyes flashing with cruelty. This was the Heavenly Demon Guard who had fused with the Essence Blood of the Wind Rat.
Most cultivators only reach the Qi Refining stage, and very few can reach the Foundation Establishment.
"Go into town."
"The ancestor has decreed that those who plunder resources and resist will be killed without mercy."
Upon hearing this, dozens of Heavenly Demon Guard tore off their black robes.
Some had arms as thick as pillars, covered in purple fur; others were covered in Qinglin and dragged long, thick tails. They let out a suppressed roar, turned into afterimages, and rushed into Fallen Star City.
The carnage erupted instantly.
The Lin Clan mansion was engulfed in flames!
"Enemy attack!"
A series of piercing screams ripped through the night sky as the Lin Household cultivators unleashed their Law Artifact to fight off the sudden onslaught of monsters.
A Foundation Establishment elder from the Lin Household, riding a flying sword and forming hand Method Formula, unleashed dozens of fire snakes that hurtled towards a Xiong Huatian Heavenly Demon Guard charging at the forefront.
Boom!
Flames exploded.
The Xiong Huatian Heavenly Demon Guard neither dodged nor avoided, but charged forward head-on against the fire snake.
His body was charred black, but relying on his powerful Demonization body, he was not fundamentally injured. He then leaped several feet high, grabbed the Foundation Establishment cultivator, and pulled him down from the sky!
"What monster!"
The elder was utterly horrified, and the protective aura around him shattered like paper.
The Xiong Heavenly Demon Guard opened its blood-red maw and bit off half of his body, spilling blood and internal organs all over the ground.
Deep within the mansion, a powerful surge of spiritual energy rose into the sky.
Lin Xiaotian, the patriarch of the Lin Lineage, arrived at the battlefield with four other Foundation Establishment elders, wielding a crimson longsword. His eyes widened in fury as he looked at the severed limbs and the half-human, half-beast monsters scattered across the ground.
"What's this!"
"Half-Demon? Or Demon Human from the Sacred Blood Sect?"
Lin Xiaotian's gaze was fixed on Sun Xingtian on the high wall.
Sun Xingtian still retained his complete human form; apart from his Dark Gold skin, he looked no different from Human Race cultivator...
"Demon Human?"
Sun Xingtian's lips curled into a mocking smile, "Don't insult us with such a despicable title. I am the Blade of the Holy Race."
"How can it be summarized by the mere label of 'Demon Human '?"
"Arrogant!"
Lin Xiaotian roared angrily, too lazy to waste words. The crimson longsword in his hand emitted a clear sword cry and transformed into a ten-zhang-long fire dragon, heading straight for Sun Xingtian's face.
"Let's attack together and kill this fiend!"
The other four elders of the Lin Household reached an agreement and acted in unison, their four flying swords blocking all of Sun Xingtian's escape routes.
In contrast Sun Xingtian's eyes were unusually indifferent, showing no concern whatsoever.
"What a low-level spell."
Laugh!
Sun Xingtian was jolted violently, and the flesh on his back tore apart, revealing three pairs of nearly transparent thin wings with Dark Gold ripples flowing around their edges, which then unfurled with a roar.
It was clearly his Six-Winged Golden Cicada bloodline; his figure swayed slightly.
Boom!
A deafening sonic boom echoed through the air, Sun Xingtian vanished into thin air. The fire dragon and the four flying swords slashed fiercely into the air, blasting the high wall into ruins.
"Where?!" Lin Xiaotian's pupils shrank sharply, and his Divine Sense frantically scanned the area.
"Too slow."
The voice rang in Lin Xiaotian's ears the instant he turned to retaliate.
With Six-Winged sprouting from his back, Sun Xingtian had already arrived beside Lin Xiaotian. He raised his right hand, his five fingers long and slender, with a layer of extremely compressed heavy water swirling around his fingertips.
Water-based Divine Ability: Heavy Water Piercing!
Puff!
Sun Xingtian's palm pierced through Lin Xiaotian's top-grade protective inner armor without any resistance, and went straight through his heart.
Lin Xiaotian's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief.
He, a dignified Foundation Establishment Late Stage, couldn't even see his opponent's movements clearly.
"You..."
"The weak are not even worth being eaten."
Sun Xingtian flicked his wrist, and the power of heavy water exploded within Lin Xiaotian's body.
Bang!
Lin Xiaotian's physical body instantly exploded into a cloud of blood mist.
Upon seeing this, the four elders of the Lin Household froze on the spot, terrified and utterly incredulous:
"The clan chief is dead!"
"How could this be!"
The group was clever; they chose to retreat almost immediately, not even bothering to retrieve their flying swords, and turned into streaks of light to escape.
Sun Xingtian flapped his Six-Winged, creating a gust of wind.
He transformed into a Dark Gold streak of water, flashing four times in the night sky.
With each pause, the head of a Lin Household elder would fly into the air.
Less than ten breaths.
The strongest cultivators in Fallen Star City all perished.
"Kill all the cultivators and empty the treasury."
Sun Xingtian wiped the blood from his fingertips, retracted his Six-Winged, and landed in the Lin Household's main hall.
The massacre outside continued, the cries of mortals and low-level cultivators were deafening; but Sun Xingtian remained unmoved.
Under the influence of the Myriad Demon Domain, he only believed in the Principle of the jungle: the survival of the fittest.
He didn't even consider Human Race to be his own kind; in his eyes, they were also a kind of demon, only one that looked like a human.
So what if they're the same kind?
One's stance can change; one will serve whichever side one chooses to serve.
Moreover, they are a group of their own kind who will never acknowledge them. Rather than humbly trying to please them, it is better to completely integrate into the demon realm.
The Lin Household's secret storehouse is located beneath the main hall.
With a single kick, Sun Xingtian shattered the heavy black iron stone door.
Upon entering, the secret vault shimmered with spiritual light, and rows of wooden shelves were filled with Spirit Stone, pills, Law Artifact, and various rare ores.
Even Sun Xingtian was envious of their wealth.
"Fill it up for me."
"Take everything you can carry!"
The rat-like demon guards who followed them in immediately took out their Storage Bag and began frantically looting.
Wherever they went, they left a trail of destruction.
Sun Xingtian strolled around with his hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping over the low-level resources with little interest, until he reached the deepest part of the secret vault.
Inside is a separate stone platform, upon which is set up a complex isolation array; inside is enshrined an ancient bronze box.
Sun Xingtian stopped and felt the ancient aura emanating from the bronze box.
"What's this?"
He raised his hand, Dark Gold heavy water gathered in his palm, transforming into a water blade that slashed fiercely at the isolation formation.
Click.
The array's light barrier shook violently, and after holding on for three breaths, it shattered with a deafening roar.
Sun Xingtian picked up the bronze box, wiped off the seal, and slowly opened it.
There were no Law Treasure or elixirs in the box.
It was just a small, palm-sized, cracked black bone fragment.
The surface of the bone fragment was also covered with a dense array of strange symbols; these symbols were not Human Race script, but rather some kind of pictographic totem resembling birds and beasts.
Sun Xingtian's spiritual consciousness penetrated into the bone fragments.
Boom!
A vast, ancient, and endlessly Yao Qi aura surged into his mind in an instant.
He seemed to see a terrifying behemoth, its size blotting out the sky, roaring in the starry sky.
The colossal beast swallowed the sun and moon, tore apart the stars, and its overwhelming pressure made even Sun Xingtian, Half-Demon whose body was fused with the Essence Blood of the Golden Cicada, tremble.
"This is... the legacy of an High Antiquity Demon Cultivator?"