In the midst of the great river, two figures walked side by side. Their steps appeared unhurried, but their speed was astonishingly fast, leaving two afterimages in the mountainous terrain.
In a moment, the two demons traversed the great mountain and arrived at an open area.
Mo Fan looked ahead and happened to see a great river in front, stretching up and down for who knew how many miles, endless at a glance.
“Finally here!”
A trace of joy appeared on Mo Fan’s face. This trip to Phoenix Cry Mountain had been fraught with extreme dangers, but fortunately, he had survived them all. Seeing this great river again stirred a bit of fondness in his heart.
Because crossing this great river and travelling another hundred or so miles would bring him to Black Wind Mountain!
On this return journey, Mo Fan walked with some trepidation, fearing that his actions in the Nirvana Pool would be exposed, thus provoking pursuit from the great demons of Phoenix Cry Mountain.
However, over this month and more, let alone the great demons of Phoenix Cry Mountain, he had hardly seen a single demon cultivator.
In this month and more, what he saw most were ordinary birds and beasts, including some man-eating vicious beasts. However, these vicious beasts were innately sensitive, seeming to detect the demonic aura on Mo Fan and the other demon, and as soon as they saw them, they fled far away.
“Could it really be that I was mistaken, and Phoenix Cry Mountain is not as terrifying as I imagined?”
“But what about those corpses at the bottom of the Nirvana Pool?”
Mo Fan frowned, but ultimately shook his head.
His consistent principle was that if he could not figure it out, then temporarily do not think about it. Perhaps it would become clear naturally in the future.
“Great king, that river is so strange, why is it so murky?” Black Clothes asked curiously at this moment.
“I am not entirely sure about the specifics. That river is called Black Water, quite famous in this nearby area. Once we cross that Black Water River and head east for another hundred or so miles, that will be your great king’s territory!”
Mo Fan grinned, his joy evident. At the same time, his heart was filled with immense emotion. Although this trip to Phoenix Cry Mountain had been full of dangers, the gains were enormous.
Not only had he subdued the extremely powerful siblings Black Clothes and White Clothes, but he had also successfully lifted the seal on the Heaven-Devouring Divine Ability, and even the Fire Spirit Body, which was in a semi-recovered state, had fully restored.
Of course, the most important was obtaining the Fire Phoenix’s protection.
Regardless of the Fire Phoenix Holy King’s reasons, Mo Fan was no fool and understood that her actions were to protect him.
Although the Fire Phoenix Holy King had not personally said she would be his protector, her actions had effectively told all the demon cultivators in the Phoenix Cry Mountain demon domain that Mo Fan was under her protection, and no one could touch him!
With the Fire Phoenix Holy King’s protection, Mo Fan had no worries in the short term.
At least he no longer needed to worry about that old fellow Lei Yu Zidian making a move against him.
As long as no Demon Ancestor acted, even if a Demon King came, if he could not win, he could always escape.
As for those spring liquids containing the five elements’ spiritual energy in the Nirvana Pool, they were an unexpected delight for Mo Fan.
In response, Mo Fan could only silently pray for that Holy Son of Phoenix Cry Mountain in his heart.
“A dead fellow Daoist does not mean a dead poor Daoist. This is the first law of self-preservation in the cultivation world. Your Highness the Holy Son, please bear with it a bit more.
You are the esteemed Holy Son, perhaps the Fire Phoenix will not do anything to you.
But I am different, I am just a grassroots, everything I have I must risk my life to fight for, so my life is somewhat more important than yours. After all, I have so many children below waiting to be fed!”
Mo Fan muttered silently in his heart, then swept away the tense emotions in his mind, becoming spirited once more.
“Let us go. Follow this king across this river, and I will show you this king’s splendid domain!”
Mo Fan spoke spiritedly to Black Clothes, then directly soared into the air, preparing to fly across the Black Water River.
Seeing this, Black Clothes immediately followed.
The two demons soon arrived at the bank of the Black Water River, only to discover many aquatic demon cultivators on the river surface collecting some fish and shrimp corpses.
“Such dense demonic aura!”
Mo Fan frowned slightly. Through this demonic aura that had not yet fully dissipated, he detected something unusual.
“Great king, these demonic auras all come from those fish and shrimp corpses on the water surface. They should have originally been demon cultivators, but were killed, thus reverting to their true forms.”
Green eerie light bloomed in Black Clothes’ eyes, and she immediately spoke.
Demon cultivator corpses?
Mo Fan was stunned upon hearing this, then looked at the Black Water River, only to see the entire river surface almost covered with various fish corpses. The demon cultivators collecting these corpses numbered in the hundreds!
“This… has the Black Water River suffered heavenly punishment?!”
Mo Fan stared wide-eyed. He really could not understand why it had become like this.
With so many demon cultivators dead, the only explanation was that they had encountered a terribly terrifying attack!
Could it be that human cultivators had come to kill again?
Mo Fan was slightly startled in his heart. After thinking, he touched his forehead.
Buzz.
A tiger pattern appeared, and a mass of black mist floated out from it, transforming into White Clothes’ figure beside Mo Fan.
“White Clothes, go investigate what exactly happened here, that so many demon cultivators have died!” Mo Fan said.
“Yes!”
White Clothes nodded, his body shook and turned into a patch of ghostly mist again, vanishing without a trace in an instant.
In front of the Black Water River, a shrimp soldier emerged from the water surface, gazing at the large expanse of floating kin, a trace of sorrow flashing in his eyes. He said bitterly, “Brothers, go well! Protect me well down there, do not follow in your footsteps, otherwise when I eat you, I will have to chew you to pieces!
Do not blame your brother, this is the order from several great kings. They said since you are dead anyway, it is better to collect you and make you into dishes, perhaps it can even help the living brothers break through!
Being a demon is like this, no security from dawn to dusk. As long as those great demons above say a word, we small demons have to charge forward desperately.
If luck is good, perhaps we can even achieve merit, receive rewards, and stand out from the myriad demons, breaking through to Demon Soldier or Demon General realm, from then on becoming exalted lords!
If luck is bad, just like you all, dead and still made into dishes, exhausting the last bit of utility value…”
The shrimp soldier sighed, then spat out a net from his mouth, casually infusing a trace of demonic aura. The net instantly became enormous, and as the shrimp soldier casually cast it, the giant net lightly covered this water surface.
At that moment, a mass of black mist suddenly descended from the sky, instantly entering the shrimp soldier’s forehead.
The shrimp soldier’s hand dragging the giant net paused, his eyes becoming dazed.
A moment later, that mass of black mist flew out from the shrimp soldier’s forehead, and the shrimp soldier’s body instantly turned pale, falling stiffly onto the water surface, becoming one of the many corpses…
Because the Black Water River was sufficiently wide, White Clothes’ actions did not attract any demon cultivator’s attention.
Soon, he returned to Mo Fan.
“How is it?”
Mo Fan looked at White Clothes, who had transformed into form.
Black Clothes beside also looked over at him.
White Clothes first glanced at Black Clothes, then smiled, “Master, it is good news!”
“Oh? How so?” Mo Fan asked curiously.
“Does master still remember that Black Flame from Feng Pass that day?” White Clothes asked.
“Of course I remember. Could this matter be related to him?” Mo Fan said in surprise.
“Indeed. I just used soul power to read a shrimp soldier’s mental memories and learned that Black Flame and that Ancestor Realm great demon came here a month ago, then engaged in a great battle with the aquatic great demons here!” White Clothes smiled.
“What was the result?”
Upon hearing this, Mo Fan’s eyes immediately lit up. He had not expected Black Flame and his group to have such an encounter. It truly served them right!
“The result was that Black Flame and his group fled in disarray. It is said that a King Realm lion demon even died!” White Clothes said with a slightly grave expression.
“Hiss!”
Mo Fan drew in a cold breath.
The strength of this Black Water River was so formidable?
They could even drive away an Ancestor Realm great demon?!
