118: Chapter 118 Demon God's Impure World True Form

"Oh? A spectator has arrived?"

In Qin Feng's eyes...

That sneaky figure was tall and slender, like a male supermodel walking on a stage; it was the Body-collecting male demon he had encountered before.

This male demon didn't listen to "Mother's" words.

Sensing the commotion at the altar...

He immediately couldn't suppress his curiosity.

He poked his head over, wanting to see exactly what was happening.

"Huh? What's the situation?"

"That human Martial Artist officer's head... is actually flying?"

Although the male demon hadn't entered the ritual altar, he was very close; he seemed to have a means of hiding himself, just like Qin Feng.

His body appeared translucent.

Vague and hazy.

However...

Compared to Qin Feng's "Divine Hidden Treasury," this hiding ability was naturally laughably immature. When Qin Feng activated "Divine Hidden Treasury," it actually had a special effect.

Namely:

When someone else's hiding methods were not as clever as his, they would have nowhere to Hide in his eyes; everything would be clear at a glance.

This was the suppressive power of the skill's effect.

"This male demon is clearly seeking death."

Qin Feng stood not far behind the male demon.

Yet the male demon was completely oblivious.

Sticking his butt out...

He was enjoying the show there with great interest.

Entirely unaware that someone was standing behind him, staring at him.

"On that note, if I want to snatch some benefits, I must muddy the waters and then fish in troubled waters. Otherwise... even a Demon God's True Body has appeared. That human Martial Artist officer practicing Demon-Eating Martial Arts will surely suffer a crushing defeat and be suppressed by this Demon God Ritual. He has no chance of winning at all."

"And I could only slip away."

"Unless... at just the right moment, a troublemaker appears to stir things up."

Qin Feng stroked his chin.

He looked at the male demon's constantly twitching butt.

He fell into deep thought:

"So... should I give him a kick?"

"Or should I give him a kick?"

"Or should I give him a kick?"

...

Meanwhile.

Inside the ritual.

On the Sacrificial Altar Platform.

As soon as the human Martial Artist officer's head saw the pitch-black infant on the cart, he immediately understood everything:

"So that's how it is. A Demon God's True Body... or to be precise, a 'Filthy Earth True Body of the Demon God' with ninety-nine percent of a Demon God's divinity!"

"To refine this 'Demon God Foul Earth,' the number of human corpses required... is an absolute astronomical figure! It was those tumors in the Upper City of Canglang City who helped you demons collect them, right?"

"Collected over who knows how many years, with you demons even tightening your belts and scraping 'food' from between your teeth, you finally gathered this 'Demon God Foul Earth' and crafted a 'Filthy Earth True Body of the Demon God' in the form of an infant."

"I understand. I understand it all. So..."

He looked around the entire altar.

Looking at the ritual.

His originally hideous and crazed face...

Instead, at this moment...

Calmed down:

"The function of this Demon God Ritual isn't to suppress or Seal me, but to... perform Possession on me!"

"To make me the material vessel for this 'Filthy Earth True Body of the Demon God,' and then allow ninety-nine percent of that old demon god's power to descend into this Material Plane."

"In this way, the demons of your tribe will instantly increase in strength, rivaling those top-tier great demon tribes!"

"Correct."

"Mother's" crazed expression also calmed down.

She looked up emotionlessly.

Staring at the man's head:

"The 'Filthy Earth True Body of the Demon God' is extremely easy to destroy, but with the body and spirituality of a Demon-Eating Martial Artist like you as a vessel, everything will be different."

"Furthermore, you've eaten so many demons that both your body and spirituality have long since demonized."

"You are very suitable for hosting the Demon God Ancestor's power."

While speaking...

She suddenly raised her hand.

*Buzz!*

The Demon God Ritual on the altar...

Formally began!

The entire space suddenly distorted. Mysterious power surged, an ominous aura seeped in, and a large number of whispers actually began to ring out throughout the Bailang Funeral Parlor.

It was those corpses!

It was those ten thousand and eighty-one corpses stuffed into the ceiling, forming the 'Ten Thousand Corpse Tribute' formation!

As the whispers of the corpses resonated...

On the cart...

That pitch-black, clay-like infant suddenly opened its eyes.

The infant's eyes were blood-red.

Like two blood-colored stars.

It grinned.

Fleshy tentacles actually spread from its mouth, revealing an incredibly chilling smile.

As this smile was revealed, the man's head suddenly felt his hair stand on end. Without further hesitation, with a 'swish,' black smoke billowed from beneath his neck like a rocket soaring into the sky, and he lunged toward the edge of the ritual!

But at that very instant!

"Heehee."

The silver-bell-like voice of a little girl suddenly rang out.

In front of the man's head...

The outline of a young girl suddenly emerged.

"Daddy..."

The little girl reached out her small hands.

Seeming to want a hug.

"Get lost!"

"A demon is a demon! No matter how much you look like a human, you're still a demon!"

The man's head shouted.

His already cracked Acupoints...

Crumbled further.

A powerful divine aura overflowed.

Turning into a surging force that shook the Void Realm, crushing toward the little girl's figure!

But the little girl seemed not to see this scene. She still kept her arms open, quietly staying in front, appearing to want a hug.

Just a hug.

"Daddy, Xixi wants a hug..."

"Damn it..."

Various complex emotions intertwined on the man's face for a moment. Looking at the little girl's silhouette, which had absolutely no Demonic Qi, he finally cursed fiercely and abruptly twisted his head.

He flew wildly in another direction!

"Daddy, you can't escape..."

The corners of the little girl's mouth curled up at this moment, revealing a sickly and eerie smile.

Her silhouette gradually solidified.

In the blink of an eye...

She actually transformed into that pitch-black infant.

And at some point, she appeared above the man's head.

The pitch-black infant's small hand grabbed.

*Squelch!*

A large number of Fleshy tentacles drilled out of the void, crawling over the man's face and head, wrapping around him.

"Boom!"

The man's head burst open his remaining few Acupoints again. A massive amount of energy exploded, obliterating the incoming Fleshy tentacles. Then, he continued to fly wildly, his forehead slamming hard against the boundary of the ritual!

But the boundary of the ritual seemed to have some kind of energy barrier.

Non-demon existences...

Would be completely blocked.

Even though the impact roared and boomed, at most a few cracks appeared. However, the pitch-black infant behind him had already drifted over and clung to the man's head.

A small hand grabbed.

The pitch-black palm...

Actually pierced straight through the man's skull, reaching into his brain. Then, it opened its small mouth and took a bite with a 'chomp'!

"Ah!"

The man let out a shrill cry of pain:

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! If I had a complete body, even if only temporary, I would only need to detonate all my Acupoints and pour out all the power from my life of practicing martial arts. What could you, a mere 'Filthy Earth True Body of the Demon God,' possibly do to me!"

On the Sacrificial Altar Platform.

"Mother" gazed at the man's head crying out in pain, her eyes as cold as a disease:

"Give up resisting. It's useless. Within the Demon God Ritual, this 'Filthy Earth True Body of the Demon God' is not so easily damaged. Once your brain and spirituality are consumed, you will be completely possessed."

"Quietly enjoy this final sensation of being eaten."

"Humans are, after all, just food. The fate of your existence is to be eaten by demons. It has always been so."

...

"Good, good, good! Mother is right! A human's fate is to become food and be eaten by demons!"

"So satisfying! This is truly satisfying to watch!"

"That human Martial Artist officer was so arrogant before, acting as if the ritual couldn't do anything to him. How about now? Finally crying for mercy, aren't you?"

At the edge of the ritual.

The male demon stuck his butt out.

While watching...

He kept shouting his approval.

As if he were watching a live-action movie.

But he completely failed to notice...

That a foot...

Had gradually pressed against his protruding butt.

Qin Feng gave a heavy kick:

"Good my ass!"

"Get in there!"