395: Chapter 392 Demon Spirit City

Upon hearing Chen Erniu's introduction, Qin Changsheng instantly understood the rules of the Spirit Stone Secret Realm.

At the same time, he was also very confident about obtaining control over the Spirit Stone Secret Realm.

After all, he possessed numerous Heavenly Dao Traits and Golden Traits.

With the support of these traits, Qin Changsheng would definitely be able to attract more than sixty Spirit Stones.

"Brother Chen, do you know who obtained control of the Spirit Stone Mine last time?" Qin Changsheng asked.

"Last time, no one managed to trigger more than sixty Spirit Stones!" Chen Erniu shook his head slightly.

Chen Erniu glanced at Hu Nan before saying, "Brother Hu, I have already told you the rules of the Spirit Stone Secret Realm. May we now head to the Yao Race to kill the Third Elder of the Demon Clan?"

"Very well!" Hu Nan nodded slightly.

Chen Erniu waved his hand gently, and a yellowed animal hide map was softly spread across the stone table.

The map was tough in texture, with dense lines outlined in special Cinnabar, marking the mountains, rivers, residences, and Secret Realm locations within the Yao Race territory. The lines were clear and the details exhaustive; it had clearly been meticulously drawn and was far superior to ordinary maps.

Chen Erniu stretched out a finger and pressed it lightly onto an empty marker on the map: "Brother Hu, two months from now, the Yao Race will hold a large-scale sacrifice here."

Hu Nan leaned over slightly, his gaze falling upon the map. Following the direction of Chen Erniu's finger, he saw that the open space had been circled in Cinnabar, with the four small characters "Myriad Yao Altar" marked beside it, and the locations of several Yao Race strongholds marked around it.

Chen Erniu continued, "This sacrifice is of a very high standard. Experts from all branches of the Yao Race will be in attendance, and the Third Elder of the Demon Clan will be the main officiant of this sacrifice. He will certainly attend in person to preside over the entire ceremony."

Speaking up to this point, a flash of ruthlessness crossed his eyes. He lowered his voice and continued, "This is exactly our opportunity! During the Yao Race sacrifice, there are strict rituals and procedures. All the Yao Race experts will be positioned according to regulations, each performing their own duties—some guarding the altar, some presiding over the ritual, and some patrolling the perimeter. They will simply be unable to concentrate their strength to protect the Third Elder of the Demon Clan."

"Furthermore, during the sacrifice, the Third Elder of the Demon Clan needs to preside over the entire ritual. His mind will be highly focused on the ceremony, leaving him no time to be distracted by precautions, and his personal defenses will also be somewhat relaxed."

Chen Erniu emphasized his tone, his voice carrying a note of certainty, "This is the only chance for us to kill the Third Elder of the Demon Clan! If we miss this time, it will be as difficult as ascending to heaven to ever get close to him again or find such a golden opportunity in the future."

As he spoke, he traced the layout of the sacrifice on the map with his finger: "Look, the altar is here. The Third Elder of the Demon Clan will stand in the center of the altar. Although there are guards around, they are all scattered around the altar with a certain distance between them. We can take the opportunity to sneak in, seize the right moment to strike, and kill him in one blow. Afterward, we can take the chance to retreat. As long as the plan is executed properly, we will definitely succeed."

Upon hearing Chen Erniu's words, Qin Changsheng also fell into deep thought.

He also understood that this assassination attempt was extremely dangerous.

But Qin Changsheng did not care at all; after all, Hu Nan was merely an External Incarnation of Qin Changsheng.

Even if it failed and died, Qin Changsheng only needed to spend one Spirit Stone to summon it again.

Moreover, successfully killing the Third Elder of the Demon Clan would definitely deal a heavy blow to the Yao Race.

He might even be able to take advantage of the chaos to snatch the heavenly dao fragment from the hands of the Third Elder of the Demon Clan.

Thinking of this, Qin Changsheng issued instructions to Hu Nan.

Hu Nan then asked, "Brother Chen, do you know the procedure of the sacrifice?"

Seeing Hu Nan nod, Chen Erniu continued, "Brother Hu, rest assured. I have already investigated this matter clearly. The specific procedure of the sacrifice, the deployment of the guards, and the strength of the guards around the Third Elder of the Demon Clan—I have figured them all out one by one and have already formulated a detailed assassination plan."

Chen Erniu lowered his voice and explained in detail, "On the day of the sacrifice, I will be responsible for luring away the guards on the east side of the altar, creating an opportunity for you to sneak in!"

"You will take the opportunity to approach the altar, seize the right moment, and strike at the Third Elder of the Demon Clan. You must kill him in one blow. Once you succeed, we will each flee for our lives!"

Hu Nan nodded slowly: "Brother Chen, you have considered everything thoroughly. We will proceed as you have said. There is no time to lose; let us head to the Yao Race Altar right now."

Chen Erniu nodded upon hearing this: "Good! Let us set off now!"

… Outside Yao Spirit City.

After more than a month of traveling, Qin Changsheng's Incarnation, Hu Nan, and Chen Erniu arrived here.

The two hid in a dense forest in the distance, their auras completely concealed, silently overlooking the towering and magnificent Yao Race giant city ahead.

The entire Yao city was shrouded in black Qi, with Demonic Qi soaring into the sky. Countless Yao Race soldiers stood guard on the city walls, emanating a chilling Evil Qi and a terrifying aura of barbaric violence.

Just then, a chaotic sound of footsteps and suppressed sobbing slowly drifted over from the end of the side road.

The two looked over simultaneously and saw a fully armed troop of Yao Race soldiers marching in formation, escorting a long line of people, slowly moving in the direction of the Yao city.

The Yao general leading them wore black armor, with fangs exposed and a fierce gaze. Demonic wind rolled around his body, and his Pressure was terrifying.

Behind him, a crowd of Yao Race soldiers held bone-spiked long sabers, looking fierce and malicious, constantly shouting and driving the crowd forward.

The escorted crowd was divided into two groups. One group consisted of tattered, terrified Human Race Cultivators of varying Realms. Most of their cultivation had been sealed, their spiritual power completely locked away; they were dejected, with eyes full of despair.

The other group consisted of defenseless ordinary Mortals, including men, women, the old, and the young. Everyone was pale and trembling. The crying of children and the sobbing of women rose and fell, but were firmly suppressed by the stern shouting of the Yao Race soldiers.

The procession was long and dense, with no end in sight, and the atmosphere was miserable to the extreme.

Chen Erniu looked at the sorrowful procession below, his eyes devoid of any ripples, leaving only numbness and coldness. He pointed at the crowd below: "These Cultivators and Mortals are all sacrificial offerings for this large-scale Yao Race sacrifice."

This short sentence, like ice hitting the ground, instantly caused the atmosphere in the forest to freeze completely.

Qin Changsheng's heart sank suddenly, and his expression instantly became extremely ugly.

He had long known that the Yao Race sacrifice was dangerous and cruel, but he had never expected that the Yao Race sacrifice would actually use living Human Race as sacrificial offerings!

The Yao Race and the Human Race had always been Mortal enemies.

But he did not expect that the Yao Race would use so many Mortals and Cultivators as sacrificial offerings.

Hu Nan stood up, his hand already resting on his long sword.

"We came this time to kill the Third Elder of the Demon Clan, do not alert the enemy!" Chen Erniu, who was beside him, quickly pressed down on Hu Nan: "Moreover, this is the heartland of the Yao Race. Even if we attacked, they would not be able to leave alive!"

Hu Nan sighed and put down his long sword.

Chen Erniu seemed to have long been accustomed to this: "They hold a grand sacrifice every twenty years to stabilize the Luck of the Yao Race, nourish the Dragon veins of the Yao city, and please the Yao Dao of Heaven and Earth."

"For every sacrifice, they must gather a fixed number of offerings: one hundred Human Race Cultivators and ten thousand Human Race Mortals. Not a single one can be missing."

Hearing this, Qin Changsheng, who was far away at the Heavenly Sword Sect, had an even uglier expression.

Once every twenty years, it happened every time, year after year, never-ending.

It was hard to imagine just how many innocent Human Race Cultivators and countless ordinary Mortals had become victims of the Yao Race sacrifice over the past thousands of years, dying miserably in this cruel Yao sacrifice.

Originally, he only intended to go along with helping Chen Erniu assassinate the Third Elder of the Demon Clan to exchange for complete Intelligence on the Spirit Stone Secret Realm, in order to accumulate Spirit Stones and improve his cultivation for himself.

But now, having witnessed this scene with his own eyes and seeing the inhumane actions of the Yao Race, Qin Changsheng's thoughts had quietly changed.

He decided that after killing the Third Elder of the Demon Clan, he would destroy the Yao Race Altar and then frame the Grand Elder.

As for how to frame the Grand Elder of the Yao Race, Qin Changsheng already had an idea in his mind.

That was to use a Golden Trait to Disguise his aura as that of the Yao Race after killing the Third Elder of the Demon Clan.

Then, by letting Liu Feng add fuel to the fire on the side, Shen Guhong would definitely suspect that this was the work of the Grand Elder.

On the official road, the Yao Race procession escorting the sacrificial offerings gradually moved further away, the chaotic footsteps and suppressed sobbing slowly dissipating, and finally disappearing completely at the end of the road.

Chen Erniu retracted his gaze from the procession, his expression returning to calm; he had long been accustomed to such misery.

He raised his hand and reached into his Storage Pouch, taking out an ancient jade token that was pitch black all over and wreathed in faint Demonic mist. The surface of the jade token was carved with intricate Yao Race patterns, faintly emitting a pure Yao Race aura.

Chen Erniu handed this Yao token to Hu Nan and explained in a deep voice: "This is a Yao token, a token for passing through the Yao Race city. By wearing this, your body will be surrounded by pure Demonic Qi. Ordinary Yao Race soldiers and generals will be unable to distinguish the truth from the false. If we mix into Yao Spirit City, the Yao Race will not have the slightest suspicion."

Qin Changsheng, far away in the small courtyard, took everything in at a glance.

He himself possessed the Golden Trait Disguise ability, which could perfectly conceal his Human Race aura and manifest the most authentic Yao Race aura; he had no need to rely on external objects to conceal his form.

But he was meticulous in his thinking and prudent in his actions. Knowing that entering the city was dangerous, he knew that an extra layer of Disguise meant an extra layer of protection, and he would never find it troublesome.

Therefore, Qin Changsheng controlled Hu Nan to reach out and calmly accept this Yao token.

Chen Erniu's eyes narrowed, and without further delay, he gave a low shout: "Let's go!"

Before his voice had faded, Chen Erniu's figure moved suddenly. His feet tapped lightly on the forest ground with spiritual power, and his figure turned into a gray shadow, moving at high Speed as he dashed toward the giant city in the distance.

Hu Nan quickly followed behind him.

The two moved one after the other, weaving through the mountains and ravines, their movement techniques swift and silent, rapidly closing the distance to the giant city ahead.

Dashing all the way, in just a moment, a giant, majestic city standing between heaven and earth completely came into their view.

This city was grand and towering, boundless. The city walls were built entirely of pitch-black Yao rock, towering into the clouds, with strict defenses, emanating a heavy, vast, and domineering barbaric aura.

The entire city was shrouded in thick black mist, with soaring Demonic Qi rolling and churning, obscuring half the sky. A killing and violent Pressure spread in all directions, making all living beings within a thousand miles feel awe.

This was the core heartland of the Yao Race, the Yao Race capital—Yao Spirit City.

This place gathered the Luck Foundation of the Yao Race in the world, where the aura of billions of Yao Race living beings was condensed. It was the most sacred and strictly guarded core land of the Yao Race, and also the fundamental place where Shen Guhong held the power of the Yao Race.

The city was filled with strong experts; defenses were as solid as metal. Any ordinary Cultivator who dared to approach even half a step would be instantly crushed and extinguished by the monstrous Demonic Qi.

At the city gate, countless elite Yao Race soldiers stood in formation on guard, holding vicious weapons, their gazes sharp, patrolling back and forth. Each one had a powerful aura and was strictly guarded, staring intently at every living being entering or leaving the city, preventing any foreign enemy from sneaking in.

Chen Erniu stopped not far outside the city, concealing his figure and lowering his aura. He looked at the Yao capital before him, which suppressed the region and possessed majestic Luck, with a solemn expression.

Chen Erniu raised his hand and pointed at the thick, cold city walls, saying: "Do you know how the walls of this Yao Spirit City were built?"