60: Chapter 60: The Flame Demon Clan, blooming with murderous intent!

Inside the Secret Realm, Jiang Xuan looked around, sweeping his Divine Sense, and found himself alone. "It seems that after entering, each team is assigned to a different location."

He surveyed the surroundings. The entire world was a dull yellow, the temperature several times higher than outside, and the air was filled with the smell of hot water poured over stones, along with a strong scent of blood.

He waved his hand to disperse the smell in the air. "This is different from the Demon Race aura I encountered before. It should be another type of Demon Race."

The Demon Race is different from the Human Race; within the same clan, there are many different types, and there is a strict Rank system between them. For example, Ming Jiu, whom Jiang Xuan encountered for the first time, was a royal member of the Demon Race.

He wondered which clan of the Demon Race inhabited this place. Thinking this, Jiang Xuan walked aimlessly through a forest of withered trees.

Just then, Jiang Xuan felt a wave of heat approaching from ahead. He looked up and saw a monster wreathed in flames walking towards him. Wherever it stepped, it left a charred footprint, still emitting thick smoke.

The monster had fiery red skin, a pair of spiral horns on its head, and wielded a giant hammer forged from lava.

"This is... the Flame Demon Clan!" Jiang Xuan's heart skipped a beat as he recalled descriptions from books, whose appearance matched that of the Flame Demon Clan of the Demon Race.

"No wonder the temperature here is so much higher than outside. The Flame Demon Clan usually lives in lava, so their environment naturally has a higher temperature."

"It's just that the Flame Demon in front of me seems to have no consciousness. Could it be that the Holy Land's mighty cultivators erased it?"

While Jiang Xuan was pondering, the Flame Demon also discovered him. Its unconscious eyes instantly turned crimson, and the lava stored within its body churned, forming explosive, high-temperature fireballs that assailed Jiang Xuan!

Jiang Xuan's expression was calm. His Dragon Clan Bloodline activated, Dragon scales covered his skin, and then he raised his right hand, batting away all the fireballs as if they were balloons. The surroundings instantly exploded, blooming into dazzling sparks.

The Flame Demon's advancing body suddenly paused, as if curious why this person wasn't afraid of its fireballs.

Its aura grew even more violent, the surrounding temperature rapidly climbed, and the air almost combusted.

Suddenly, the Flame Demon stomped its single foot, and the ground began to shake violently. A crack spread beneath Jiang Xuan's feet, and the earth tore open, threatening to drag him into the underground lava to be incinerated!

In an instant, Jiang Xuan soared into the air. "I've played enough. Time to send you on your way!"

With that, a gigantic, Dragon-scaled palm appeared in the Void Realm and struck the Flame Demon, crushing it to pieces with billions of pounds of force!

The palm print, several meters across, was filled with smoking lava rocks, a truly shocking sight!

Jiang Xuan stepped forward, gathered the lava rocks, and commanded, "Refine!"

Soon, the shattered rocks transformed into a drop of pale yellow blood—the essence blood of the Flame Demon Clan. The nine nether demon heart in his ring seemed to see a delicious meal, eager to devour it.

Jiang Xuan shook his head with a wry smile. "Don't rush. It's not time yet. When I have a Clone in the future, all of this will be yours."

Afterward, he opened the light orb and took a look; the number on it had changed to one. "This is too slow, isn't it? In three days, can I really kill a thousand?"

Jiang Xuan couldn't help but ponder. With his strength, even if he killed day and night, killing a thousand in three days would be a stretch, not to mention the time spent searching.

Not to mention others. "Are there other hidden rules?" He lowered his head and looked at the light orb in his hand, a gleam in his eyes. "I can only try."

"Bang!"

Inside a stone forest made of rocks, a Flame Demon crashed to the ground, surrounded by a dozen disheveled young men and women.

"Finally, we dealt with this monster. How many is this now?" The leading young man pulled out his spiritual sword stuck in the ground, speaking with a hint of fatigue.

"Senior Brother Zhou Fang, this is the twenty-eighth," someone behind him respectfully replied.

Zhou Fang frowned. "Only twenty-eight?" His heart immediately became agitated, and he plopped down onto the ground.

"Damn it, what kind of ridiculous rule is this? To kill a thousand, how is that even possible!"

The others also looked dejected. Half a day had already passed, and they hadn't even reached a tenth of the goal! At this rate, three days wouldn't be enough, let alone thirty.

The dozen or so people sat together, complaining endlessly.

"Who's there!"

Suddenly, Zhou Fang shouted, abruptly standing up from the ground, his eyes vigilantly scanning ahead. The others also looked tense, fearing that a monster they couldn't handle had arrived, as the previous battle had consumed a lot of their spiritual power.

Soon, a tall, slender figure emerged from outside the stone forest. Seeing that it was a person, everyone's hearts relaxed. Thankfully, it wasn't a monster. After getting a clear look at the person's face, the crowd immediately showed disdain.

Zhou Fang's expression was contemptuous, and he said impatiently, "I thought it was someone important, but it's just you, this trash in the Early Stage of God Transformation Realm. Get lost, I'm in a bad mood."

Jiang Xuan seemed not to hear him, his expression indifferent, and he spoke, "How many Flame Demons have you killed?"

"None of your business! I told you to get lost, didn't you hear me?"

"Hahaha... Is this trash here to beg? He hasn't killed a single Flame Demon."

"Hmph, anyone with half a brain knows his light orb must still be zero. A piece of trash in the Early Stage of God Transformation Realm, coming to compete with us for the assessment, bah!"

The mocking voices, one after another, reached Jiang Xuan's ears. The latter shook his head. "Wasting my breath."

Then, his eyes turned crimson, and the Slaughter Domain unfurled!

An extreme killing intent suddenly enveloped the group. The scene before their eyes underwent a drastic change; a blood-red blood moon pierced through the dark clouds, turning the entire world a dark red.

The killing intent was almost tangible, pricking their skin painfully.

"Thump, thump..." The dozen or so people all fell to their knees, trembling. They looked at Jiang Xuan above them in horror, their fear spreading continuously, and a faint smell of urine permeated the air.

"Who exactly... who exactly is he!"

"How can there be such terrifying killing intent!"

"He... isn't he only in the Early Stage of God Transformation Realm? Why do I feel like I'm facing a supreme God of Slaughter!"

Everyone's faces turned pale, and their hearts were filled with immense shock and fear!

Zhou Fang gritted his teeth, his veins bulging all over his body, and a faint red glow appeared on his skin. He knelt on the ground, cold sweat dripping incessantly from his forehead!

"Why... why can't I release my King Body..."

"What kind of method is this!"

He had never experienced such a desperate situation, not even the Dharma Elder in his Sect had ever given him this feeling!

He forced himself to stop his trembling hands, his pupils wide.

"You... you are definitely not in the God Transformation Realm!"

Jiang Xuan's expression was icy, his eyes filled with coldness, as he looked down at the kneeling figures. He slowly said,

"Hand over your light orbs. Refuse... and die!!!"