Chapter 391 North Sea, Shang Yang Demon Saint, Nine-Infant Demon Saint

At the same time.

The distant North Sea.

This is the most central forbidden area of ​​the entire demon race, and a sacred place in the hearts of countless demons.

A dark red blood cloud hangs perpetually in the frigid skies of the northern frontier.

The blood-red cloud was so thick it looked as if it were about to drip blood.

It blotted out the sky, shrouding the entire Beihai in a depressing dark red hue.

Beneath the blood-red clouds.

It was an endless sea of ​​blood.

This sea of ​​blood is no ordinary seawater; it is formed by the blood essence of countless living beings, emitting a nauseating stench.

Within a sea of ​​blood.

The massive skeletons of countless demons and ancient behemoths float on the water.

Some of the skeletons were over a kilometer long.

It resembles a series of continuous mountain ranges.

Some of the skeletons were crystal clear, radiating a chilling aura.

These skeletons, eroded and refined over the years in the sea of ​​blood, eventually transformed into natural "islands" and "passages".

Every now and then, ferocious monsters would roam the sea of ​​blood.

These monsters are incredibly powerful.

But his eyes were bloodshot, devoid of reason, and only the instinct to kill remained.

As long as any outsider dares to trespass into this sea area.

They will tear it to pieces and devour it completely in an instant.

And right in the center of the sea of ​​blood.

Then stands a towering, bone-like mountain.

This mountain of bones is extremely large, and it is entirely made up of the corpses of countless racial leaders.

Layer upon layer, reaching straight into the clouds.

The top is too far to see at a glance.

In the demon race, this bone mountain is a symbol of power and status.

Getting up this bone mountain isn't just a matter of climbing.

It's not about strength.

The Bone Mountain was strictly hierarchical.

The higher one goes, the higher their status within the demon race.

The better the resources they occupy.

The lower you go, the lower your status naturally becomes; you can only pick up the leftovers from above.

Even so.

Those demons who can occupy this lowest position are at least demon spirits or demon kings.

And at the very top of Bone Mountain.

It is an enormous, vortex-shaped abyss.

Inside the abyss.

The inhabitants were none other than the Nine Saints of the Demon Clan.

They are currently the nine strongest beings in the entire demon race. With a stomp of their feet, the entire demon race would tremble.

At this moment, in a stone chamber deep within the abyss.

A huge crane is perched on the ground.

This crane has a peculiar appearance; its feathers are a mix of dark blue and pale white, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura.

The strangest thing is that it only has one leg.

The giant crane had its eyes closed, as if it were asleep.

On the ground in front of him were several pieces of tortoise shells and animal bones used for divination, scattered haphazardly.

It was covered with obscure and difficult-to-understand runes.

Sudden.

The crane suddenly opened its eyes.

"puff."

It opened its sharp beak and spat out a mouthful of bright red blood.

Fresh blood fell onto the tortoise shells and animal bones on the ground.

"Bang bang bang".

Those incredibly hard divination objects instantly shattered, turning into a pile of powder.

The crane's body also began to twist and contract rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a human.

This is a middle-aged scholar dressed in a black and white feathered robe.

His face was stern and serious, exuding a cold indifference that kept strangers at bay.

But at this moment, his face was very pale, without any color in it.

He is the Shangyang Demon Saint.

One of the Nine Saints of the Demon Clan, and also the most skilled old monster in the Demon Clan in divination and fortune-telling.

The demon saint Shang Yang stared intently at the powder on the ground, his chest heaving violently.

"How could this happen?"

"How did the secrets of the human race in the southwest become so completely chaotic?"

He gritted his teeth, suppressing the chaotic turmoil within his body caused by the backlash from the divination, utterly shocked.

"I had calculated it very clearly before, that the monkey was in the southwest."

"Now not only has the monkey's secrets been completely concealed, but a dazzling star has also appeared out of nowhere in the southwest."

The Demon Saint Shang Yang, his face grim, paced back and forth in the stone chamber, his brows furrowed.

"This star is so bright, it's blinding."

"I spent a hundred years of my lifespan trying to forcibly investigate, but I couldn't figure out anything, I couldn't determine its location, and I couldn't figure out its fate."

Something's not right.

He suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He looked up at the dome of the stone chamber, his eyes filled with gloom.

"Something really bad has definitely happened to the humans."

"This suddenly appearing star is definitely a huge variable."

"If we don't figure this out, this plan to march south and attack the human race will likely cause a huge mess."

Shang Yang, the Demon Saint, took a deep breath to suppress the shock in his heart.

What decision will be made immediately?

Leaving the cave, we followed the edge of the abyss in another direction.

We hadn't gone far.

A giant snake pit appeared ahead.

The entrance to the snake den was extremely wide, and the inside was dark and damp, teeming with venomous snakes.

The colorful snakes were intertwined.

The snake's tongue flicked in and out, making a hissing sound that sent chills down one's spine.

A strong, fishy stench immediately hits you.

The demon saint Shang Yang stopped outside the snake cave.

The Crane Clan and the Snake Clan are natural enemies. If it weren't for the urgency of the situation, he wouldn't want to take a single step this way.

"Nine Infants".

With a cold face, the Demon Saint Shang Yang shouted into the snake cave.

The sound wasn't loud, but it carried the oppressive aura of a demon saint, causing the venomous snakes in the snake pit to retreat.

next moment.

A rolling sound came from deep within the snake pit.

Immediately afterwards, the snakes retreated to both sides like a tide, making way for a wide passage.

An old man slowly walked out of the snakes.

The old man looked extremely frightening.

His entire body was covered with small snakes of various colors, which even slithered inside his clothes.

The most frightening thing was that there were eight huge fleshy bulges on his back.

On each drum.

They all have faces with their eyes tightly closed.

This person is none other than the Nine Saints of the Demon Clan, the Nine-Headed Demon Saint.

The Nine-Headed Demon Saint lifted his eyelids and coldly stared at Shang Yang opposite him.

"Why aren't you in your cave divining your fortune? What are you doing in my snake pit?"

The Demon Saint Shang Yang's face turned ashen.

"Nine Infants, I just divined the secrets of heaven and discovered that a major accident has occurred in the southwest."

"Humanity's fortunes have soared, and the secrets of heaven have been thrown into chaos."

The Nine-Headed Demon Saint touched a green snake on his arm, his expression indifferent.

"What does that have to do with me, Saint?"

"Haven't you, Shang Yang, always been the one managing things in the southwest?"

"Those few good-for-nothings from Sirius also obey your orders."

The Demon Saint Shang Yang snorted coldly, his eyes suddenly sharpening.

"A demon from your snake clan has betrayed the demon clan."

"It was because of this traitor that the major battle to attack the southwest took an unexpected turn."

"You, Jiuying, must also bear this responsibility."

The Nine-Headed Demon Saint stopped what he was doing.

At the same time, the eight faces on his back also opened their eyes and stared intently at Shang Yang opposite him.

Sixteen cold and vicious gazes.

It instantly sent chills down one's spine.

The atmosphere outside the snake pit instantly plummeted to freezing point.

after awhile.

The Nine-Headed Demon Saint slowly opened his mouth.

"I already know about Medusa."

"I will send people to clean up this mess myself; I don't need you to interfere."

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