Heavenly Demon Master

Before Fu Henghua could think it through, the existence behind the invitation had already manifested a projection on the community platform.

It was a "demi-human" with a human body but a sun for a head.

His head was a glittering, radiant sun.

Though it was only a projection, Fu Henghua could still feel the surging heat rolling toward him.

"Friend, are you newly joined Xuanming Demon?"

Sunhead was exceedingly enthusiastic.

"By the High Lord's grace, we Heavenly Demons can wield Heavenly Demon authority in another form. I have a new target here. Brother, are you interested?"

He sent Heng Hua a piece of information.

It concerned a Divine Continent upon an unknown ocean.

It was a cultivation civilization that revered divine abilities and bloodline secret arts.

The Human Race there could transform into dragons and phoenixes, refining divine blood.

And Sunhead's target was a cripple whose divine bloodline had been completely drained away.

For three years, he had suffered humiliation and abuse. Not only outsiders, but even members of his own clan looked down on him.

"What do you think? A fine target, isn't he? His resentment and obsession run deep, making him perfect for us. Unfortunately, my Demonic Seeds are unsuitable for him. If you have an appropriate method, brother, you can give it a try."

Heng Hua neither agreed nor disagreed, merely studying Sunhead before him.

"Why did you come to me? If your own Demonic Seeds are unsuitable, couldn't you simply buy some from the community, or trade with others?"

After entering, Fu Henghua had already discerned the purpose of the Xuanming platform.

Or rather, the source of supplies for the systems wielded by Xuanming Demons.

Most supplies came from the Xuanming Demons' own reserves: heavenly treasures scavenged from worlds throughout the void, or magical power refined