189: Xiao Duozi destroyed the holy land

Ancient Demon Saint Manor!

Ancient Demon Saint City, Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion!

Inside a certain courtyard!

After Qian Duoduo received the Cultivation given by Xu Qing, he immediately chose to make a Breakthrough, raising his Cultivation.

When he walked out of the secret chamber, he saw A Hui, who had transformed into a Human Race appearance, ungracefully devouring a table full of delicacies.

After transforming into a Human Race, A Hui was two zhang tall, a veritable giant.

"Xiao Duozi, you're out of seclusion? Hungry? Have some!"

A Hui tossed a deer leg to Qian Duoduo, who took it without a hint of disdain and began to eat.

"Eat more, fill your stomach, then we'll go out for a stroll. This time, we're going to do something big!"

A strange light flickered in Qian Duoduo's eyes.

"Didn't the Clan Chief tell us to go to the Ancient Martial Emperor Sect?"

A Hui's greasy face showed confusion.

"Subduing the Ancient Martial Emperor Sect is actually not difficult; they have no other choice. For a force like that, preserving their Legacy is more important than anything else."

Qian Duoduo raised his wine glass, took a sip, and had to admit the wine from the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion was exquisite.

"But I don't want to just go through the motions, complete the mission, and report back to the Clan Chief!"

"I want to present a grand gift to the Clan Chief. The Clan Chief wants the Ancient Martial Emperor Sect to have only one voice, but I want the Ancient Martial Emperor Continent to have only one voice."

A sharp gleam flashed in Qian Duoduo's eyes.

Upon hearing this, A Hui couldn't help but scratch his head and continued to feast.

Qian Duoduo: ... Half an hour later, the two left the Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion, not heading to the city's grand teleportation hall, but instead going west of the Holy City.

Soon, the two appeared hundreds of thousands of miles away.

Below them was an ancient mountain range perpetually shrouded in eerie mist, from which unsettling, strange sounds occasionally emanated.

And Qian Duoduo's target was this very place; an ancient force was hidden within the mountain range below.

Demon Soul Holy Land!

More than three million years ago, they were merely a fifth-rank Holy Sect, but during the Calamity of Tianwu, they rapidly grew, and now they are a second-rank Holy Land with three Saint-Emperor Realm powerhouses, one of the four major forces of the Ancient Demon Saint Manor.

This is because their Cultivation method is peculiar; they Cultivate with the Souls of the Yao Race, integrating them into their Physical Bodies. Although the risk is extremely high, the powerhouses born this way are incredibly strong and can inherit some of the Yao Race's Divine Abilities.

The Demon Soul Holy Land and the Ancient Demon Saint Manor, which represents the Ancient Martial Emperor Sect, are at odds, and conflicts often arise between them.

Behind all this, the Extreme Yin Holy Land is actually pulling the strings. The Demon Soul Holy Land's rapid development, besides its unique Cultivation Technique, is also due to the backing of the Extreme Yin Holy Land.

"Niu Ge! Can you destroy the Demon Soul Holy Land without alarming anyone?" Qian Duoduo asked.

Upon hearing this, A Hui's Divine Thought swept downwards, his terrifying Divine Thought covering a hundred thousand miles, instantly bringing everything in the Demon Soul Holy Land under his control.

"Just one Half-Step Saint Monarch, and five Saint-Emperor Realm Cultivators, what's so difficult about that?"

He was a Three-Step Quasi-Emperor; annihilating a group of ants was merely a wave of his hand.

"I want the Physical Bodies and Souls of those in the God-Emperor Realm and above to be perfectly preserved. As for the Martial Artists below the Heavenly-Emperor Realm, leave them be!"

Just as A Hui was about to make his move, Qian Duoduo suddenly said.

Although Xu Qing hadn't said anything, he vaguely knew that the Cultivation Xu Qing had bestowed might require specific conditions; otherwise, the clan's dark guards wouldn't have remained at that level.

He had witnessed the Myriad Spirits Altar and the Primordial Heavenly Pool, so he wanted to help Xu Qing alleviate some pressure.

He figured a second-rank Holy Land should be enough to help Xu Qing significantly. If not, then they would slaughter two, three, until it was sufficient.

"Troublesome!"

A Hui pouted, no longer concealing his immense Soul Power. It instantly enveloped the entire Demon Soul Holy Land, and with terrifying Soul Power, all Martial Artists below the Heavenly-Emperor Realm were instantly knocked unconscious.

"Who dares to intrude?"

"How audacious!"

"No!!!"

Terrifying auras erupted from the mountain range, but before they could travel far, the terrifying Soul Power instantly seized their sacred souls and Divine Souls. Without their Souls, their Physical Bodies plummeted like dumplings.

"Good, good, good!"

"Niu Ge, you truly are my elder brother! This time, I will definitely recommend you for a reward before the Clan Chief!"

Qian Duoduo's face was filled with excitement.

One Half-Step Saint Monarch, five Saint-Emperor Realm Cultivators, thirty-eight Saint Kings, over two hundred Grand Saints, over three hundred Small Saints, nearly a thousand Saints, and over a hundred thousand Half-Saints and God-Emperor Realm Cultivators!

Just one second-rank Holy Land could equip the entire Family.

If Xu Qing were here, he would be overjoyed; the problem that had troubled him was thus solved by Qian Duoduo.

A Hui was delighted to hear that Qian Duoduo would recommend him for a reward, and he acted with even greater effort. With a sweep of his large hand, he Sealed all the Souls and Physical Bodies, then stored them within his Origin World.

Then, he shattered the Demon Soul Holy Land's grand formation, plundering all the Demon Soul Holy Land's millions of years of accumulation, and then the two soared away.

They left behind a desolate Demon Soul Holy Land and millions of Holy Land Disciples.

And as the powerhouses were killed and the grand formation destroyed, the eerie mist that had shrouded the area for years disappeared.

"It's gone! The Sect is gone!"

An hour later, a terrified cry echoed!

A Heavenly-Emperor Realm Perfection Cultivator stood up, looking at the scarred Holy Land, his expression turning to horror.

His furious shout also woke the other Disciples of the Holy Land. Seeing the scene before them, those lower-Realm Disciples, in their terror, fled into the distance. Even some Heavenly-Emperor Realm Disciples and stewards also fled the place.

"Pfft!"

"Chang Wei, how could you?"

A Heavenly-Emperor Realm Disciple of the Demon Soul Holy Land suddenly attacked his companion.

"Heh! By now, your Revered Master is probably dead. Today, I, your Senior Brother, will seek justice for my Junior Sister."

"Boom!!!"

Such situations began to unfold in the Demon Soul Holy Land, and many battles erupted.

Some were due to long-standing grievances, while others were simply to seize the opponent's resources.

The Holy Land was gone; from now on, they would be Loose Cultivators. They knew how difficult the life of a Loose Cultivator was, and now that their former Junior Brothers and Junior Sisters were still here, it was the perfect time to strike.

"A bunch of good-for-nothings!"

In the distance, dozens of Heavenly-Emperor Realm Disciples watched this scene, their expressions grim.

"Senior Brother Zhang, what should we do?"

The Disciples looked at the leading young man.

"Let's leave here first!"

"If nothing unexpected happens, this should be the work of a Saint Monarch grand-powerhouse! The reason we are alive is that the other party doesn't want to prematurely trigger the Five Decays of Heaven and Man."

"Everyone has a Family behind them. Let's send messages first, explain the situation, and tell our Families to act cautiously!"

"For now, it's best to return to our respective clans to avoid disaster!"

The young man said with a worried expression.

"Senior Brother speaks wisely! We shall part ways here!"

The Heavenly-Emperor Realm Disciples departed one after another, and the young man also did not hesitate, fleeing into the distance.

"Niu Ge, follow that kid!"

In the Void Realm in the distance, Qian Duoduo pointed at the young man in the distance, saying excitedly.

"Uh? They're just some Heavenly-Emperor Realm kids, is it really necessary?" A Hui scratched his head.

Qian Duoduo shook his head and said, "These kids clearly aren't simple; behind them are either Holy Lands or definitely Holy Sects, otherwise, they wouldn't each have several Saint Weapons! Since they're all enemies, those resources rightfully belong to us. It's just a matter of causing a little less slaughter!"

"I don't quite understand why we should offend them but not kill them all? Shouldn't we cut the grass by the roots?" A Hui looked puzzled.

"Hehe! The ones who killed them are the Ancient Martial Emperor Sect, what does it have to do with us?" Qian Duoduo sneered.

"Uh..."

Seeing A Hui's confused expression, Qian Duoduo's head ached, and he stopped explaining.

"Just listen to me!"

"Okay!"

Then the two concealed themselves and gave chase.

These poor Heavenly-Emperor Realm Disciples had not yet realized that Qian Duoduo had set his sights on them.

At this moment, they were frantically rushing back to their clans, attempting to seek refuge.