HLnovel Chapter 161 The Demon Clan's Methods
Chapter 161 The Demon Clan's Methods
One by one, the independent cultivators ventured deep into the Gobi Desert, with only one goal: the towering pillar standing in the very center.
Lu Feng, standing next to Xue Lan, said, "This Gobi Desert doesn't seem simple. I wonder what traps it might contain."
Xue Lan waved in Xue Tong's direction, beckoning the little girl to come to her side.
Xue Tong obediently walked to Xue Lan's side and took Xue Lan's hand.
Xue Lan spoke softly, "When we were on the edge of the Gobi Desert just now, we noticed that the fog-diving below hadn't come up."
Lu Feng was a smart man, and he understood almost immediately. The young man looked at the eerie Gobi Desert under the moonlight and said, "There is something here that frightens Wu Qian."
Xue Lan nodded slowly, and the girl slowly raised her other hand, from which two white orbs of light emerged.
Lu Feng noticed that the little girl holding Xue Lan's hand hid behind Xue Lan.
The two orbs of light landed and transformed into two scarlet spiders.
The two spiders, Xiao Fei and Xiao Yu, have now cultivated to the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage. Originally only the size of an ordinary person's fist, the two little creatures are now as tall as Xue Tong. However, they are still quite timid and were somewhat bewildered when Xue Lan summoned them. Their sixteen eyes looked at Xue Lan with a mixture of foolishness and innocence.
Xue Lan raised her hand and patted the heads of the two spiders: "Go take a look ahead."
Upon hearing Xue Lan's command, the two spiders immediately scurried forward.
Two spiders led the way, with Xue Lan and the other two following behind, all heading towards the majestic pillar in the center.
Xue Tong transmitted her voice to Xue Lan and asked, "You really don't know what's inside?"
Xue Lan didn't want to hide it from Xue Tong, and the girl's voice was filled with a gentle smile: "The Mist-Dwelling magical beasts are numerous and like to live in groups. The one in the middle looks like their royal nest."
The word "nest" has the power to send chills down your spine, and Xue Tong didn't want to say another word.
"Not only that, this Gobi Desert looks like a giant circular altar. The people walking on it are all sacrifices."
Hearing this, Xue Tong became a little nervous, and the little girl stopped in her tracks: "Should we call out to the person in front of us?"
Sometimes Xue Lan felt that Xue Tong was really kind; she possessed a kind of kindness that Xue Lan couldn't understand.
"Let's not do it yet. These people are here to break through their limitations. If we stop them now, we'll only get blamed," Xue Lan replied to Xue Tong with a smile, though the smile didn't reach her eyes.
The voice of the inner demon echoed in his mind, filled with mockery: "Now, are you finding this little guy a bit annoying? Always trying to save people, he's not even as good as me."
"Oh, is it so?"
"But I just prefer listening to her talk; she's not as cunning as you."
For some reason, Xue Tong's nose suddenly started to itch halfway through her walk.
Under the hazy moonlight, an hour later, the three finally arrived at the central pillar. Upon closer inspection, they discovered that the pillar was much larger than it appeared from a distance. It was so large that even ten people might not be able to encircle it.
To Xue Tong's surprise, the pillar in front of him was not covered with dense fog as he had imagined. On the contrary, the surface was smooth and carved with some intricate patterns, with a slight reflection.
Some early-arriving cultivators were tapping and knocking around the pillar, but they were helpless against it. Xue Lan stepped forward and touched the pillar. The bas-relief patterns on it moved under her hand and slowly formed a picture in the girl's mind.
Due to Xue Lan's height, only the bottom part of the drawing is shown, but it is enough for Xue Lan.
A mocking smile curled at the corner of the girl's lips, as if a corner of a sinister mask had been lifted, revealing Xue Lan's true face.
"How interesting, Lord Demon God..."
Far to the north of the Yuanming Lower Realm, a young man in white leaned against a huge black pillar. Above his head, a monster with a human face and a snake's body coiled. The monster was entirely crimson, and its crimson vertical pupils were extremely majestic.
At the youth's feet, piles of what looked like winged snakes lay, a truly disgusting sight.
Xie Linghuan wanted to drink, but the wine jar was completely empty. The young man tossed the stall aside in disappointment and then quietly gazed at the southern sky.
The monster above slowly lowered its head, seemingly wanting to see Xie Linghuan's expression. But Xie Linghuan drew his sword from its sheath.
"The essence of an ancient divine beast is being bullied by a mere minion of a demon god. If that old thing were to successfully resurrect it one day, wouldn't people laugh themselves to death?" Xie Linghuan said, looking at the head above him.
What was lurking behind him was not a monster, but an ancient divine beast—Zhu Jiuyin.
The Candle Dragon dwells in the far north, holding a candle in its mouth. When its eyes are open, it is daytime; when its eyes are closed, it is nighttime.
It's a pity that the once mighty demon lord of the far north, Zhulong, is now reduced to a mere wisp of his essence.
Not only has it lost its imposing and domineering aura, but the demon race has even planted this Apocalypse Pillar in preparation for the awakening of the demon god.
The young man slowly spoke, "I wonder when my good disciple will arrive. Master's health is..."
The young man slowly raised his hand, and his palm gradually became transparent, as if it were about to disappear.
He feared he wouldn't live to see Xue Lan reach this far north.
Inside the Garan Secret Realm, Xue Tong heard Xue Lan's mutterings and asked curiously, "What's wrong?"
Xue Lan withdrew her hand from the pillar and also tucked the two scurrying spiders into her sleeve.
"This is a tactic of the demon race, aimed at resurrecting the sleeping demon god."
In his previous life, when Xue Lan was guarding the border, he had many dealings with that demon god, and his evaluation of him could be summed up in one word—treacherous and cunning.
The Demon God was born from the purest evil within the Nine Heavens Demon Realm, a level of evil that ordinary cultivators who fall into demonic possession cannot compare to. Every time Xue Lan fought him, she felt... disgusted.
Even though Xue Lan's memories were partially sealed, the nausea that came from the depths of her soul still sent chills down her spine.
"This is really interesting!" Xue Lan turned around, her gray-white eyes staring straight at Lu Feng, causing the young man to tense up instantly.
"Xiaotong, I've only just realized that I was wrong all along. This male lead has an amazing ability to attract demons and monsters."
Xue Tong nodded in agreement. She had figured out the key point. Now that Lu Feng had entered the world of cultivation, it would be very convenient for Xue Lan to take him with her, based on the principle that the protagonist goes wherever he goes.
Xue Tong glanced at Lu Feng, and the two looked at each other. Lu Feng felt that the girl's gaze was a little strange.
Poor Lu Feng had no idea that in Xue Tong's eyes, he was now like a giant radar, the kind that never malfunctioned.
How useful!