Chapter 292 - 263: Four-Eyed Taoist, Emergence of the Demon Race! (Double-Length)
At the instant Song Changming heard the sound, his entire body tensed up, with eight Qi Vortices inside him spinning rapidly.
One hand rested on the hilt of his sword as he looked up!
He saw a tall, white-bearded old Taoist standing mid-air above him.
This person seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, having evaded all his senses and insights. This was the first time such a situation had occurred in his martial arts practice.
Song Changming felt a chill, unable to understand how this person had done it.
Even more crucially, the old Taoist stood with hands hanging, his wide sleeves fluttering in the wind, revealing white long hairs on his arm.
They were called long hairs, but they looked more like white buds of flesh, somewhat similar to the long strands of ginseng, growing on the surface of his skin.
Additionally, his face had four pupils, two on each side, neatly arranged vertically!
Upon seeing his appearance, Song Changming immediately realized.
Though most of the old Taoist’s appearance seemed human, he wasn’t truly human!
According to the information Song Changming had obtained from the Ancient Abyss Country, the figure might be a pure demon race in disguise, or perhaps a half-human half-demon with mixed human and demon blood.
In the Ancient Abyss Country, with the ten thousand races, all sorts of strange phenomena and ethnicities might emerge!
Half-human half-demon is one such being.
The Four-Eyed Taoist’s eyes flashed with admiration as he scrutinized Song Changming, finding him more perfect the longer he looked.
"This must be destiny; even the heavens want me to forge the Divine Pill!"
Song Changming frowned. From the start, this old Taoist had been muttering some strange rhetoric.
"Using me as a medicine?"
The Four-Eyed Taoist smiled without speaking, as several more figures swept in from afar.
There was a wolf-headed humanoid with coarse hair covering its body, a sinister woman with a human upper body and a snake lower body, and a person with wings on their back and clawed feet.
They looked bizarre, with some human features, yet also some beastly shapes.
"These should all be pure demon races in disguise..." Song Changming judged in his heart.
Each of these demons had an unfathomably powerful aura and could all cross the void, giving Song Changming the same feeling as those Innate Powerhouses!
"Celestial Master."
These powerful demons all bowed respectfully toward the Four-Eyed Taoist, not daring to overstep in the slightest.
"Capture him alive, make sure not to harm his life." The Four-Eyed Celestial Master instructed before transforming into a white light and vanishing from sight.
Judging by his departure direction, he was likely pursuing the injured dragon.
Song Changming focused on observing the six remaining powerful demons, with threads of Golden Flame Sword Qi rising from his body.
"I advise you not to resist and increase your pain. With the Celestial Master targeting you, your background is of no use. Just surrender." The wolf demon said in a muffled voice.
Whether it was the Four-Eyed Taoist or these demons, they all spoke the ancient language of the Ancient Abyss Country.
The former Da Han, now the Da Lai Dynasty, although both languages derived from the Ancient Abyss Country, had similarities and significant differences.
If the martial artists of Da Lai were unprepared and ventured recklessly into the Ancient Abyss Country, the first obstacle would be the language barrier.
Fortunately, over the past decade, Song Changming had read a large number of ancient books, gaining in-depth knowledge of the many ancient languages of the Ancient Abyss Country, making communication relatively barrier-free.
Seeing Song Changming undisturbed, the bird-headed, winged person beside him lost patience first.
"Why bother talking so much, just capture him. As long as the Celestial Master wants him alive, even severely injured but alive will suffice!"
With that, the Birdman flapped his wings, his figure rapidly diving towards Song Changming.
Along came a terrifying pressure.
"So this is the Demon Race..."
Song Changming took a deep breath, raised his sword with both hands, and slashed upwards.
A dazzling arc of Golden Flame cleaved through the air.
Clang!
The sword blade locked with the iron claws on the opponent’s feet, and a giant force descended, shattering the ground beneath Song Changming.
"Huh, such a strong physique, could he also possess demon blood?" The Birdman was astonished that Song Changming had actually blocked his diving attack.
The Demon Race was strong physically, and few martial artists could withstand their power.
To the Demon Race, a human martial artist like Song Changming, without even reaching the Innate Realm, seemed weak.
Yet unexpectedly, Song Changming’s performance was beyond expectations.
In the next moment, Golden Flame from Song Changming’s sword spread in an instant, turning into a wave of fire that engulfed the Birdman.
When the flames dissipated, the Birdman rose into the air, his feathers showing signs of being scorched, making him look a bit disheveled.
The Snake Maiden beside him covered her mouth and laughed softly.
This angered the Birdman further, who shook his wings violently, accelerating the shooting of feathers toward Song Changming.
Song Changming swung his sword, filling the sky with Golden Flame.
But this time, the feathers weren’t burned by the Golden Flame and fell down straight.
Each feather that hit the ground exploded like a grenade, with extraordinary power.
When the Golden Flame cleared, there was no sign of Song Changming below.
"Damn it!" The Birdman cursed angrily.
Outside the nearby hills, Song Changming, with Thunder Light flashing under his feet, leaped directly into the thousand-foot-high great ravine.
He bore several wounds on his body, inflicted by the Birdman’s feathers earlier.
"This time, it truly seems perilous..."
Plummeting rapidly through the air, Song Changming sighed inwardly.
Having just arrived in the Ancient Abyss Country, isolated and without support, escaping now seemed immensely difficult.
Not to mention those demons were already exceptionally strong and able to wound him, let alone the departing Four-Eyed Taoist, who was clearly the real boss, possessing immeasurable strength even Song Changming found hard to estimate.