Demon's Diary

At the same time, on the small island below the massive phantasm, a figure engulfed in black flames, adorned with purple demon runes and scales, stood amidst the rocky debris.

That person was Liu Ming.

It was just that Liu Ming’s body was demonized again at this moment. He had a hideous appearance, but a detailed look flashed in his eyes.

After Liu Ming’s Real Pellet was repaired this time, his spiritual power became more robust. Luo Hu activated the mysterious small bubbles to infuse Liu Ming with pure spiritual power. Even though there were several twists and turns in the ascension to the Celestial State, it was relatively smooth overall.

After Liu Ming condensed his first aspect, the technique he had unleashed through the *phantasm’s aspect outputted a greater might than before. He was highly delighted with the situation.

However, just as Liu Ming withdrew his phantasm’s aspect, Luo Hu’s voice suddenly rang in his ears, saying that he should demonize and incarnate the phantasm again.

In the next scene, just like what Xie’er saw previously, Liu Ming actually incarnated a Demon Aspect. The power contained in every move of his was even more astonishing.

It was a pleasant surprise for Liu Ming that he could condense two completely different *aspects. Looking back on the classics and history books he had read in the past, there seemed no record that a cultivator could condense two *aspects.

Although there were no repercussions, it still made Liu Ming a little uneasy.

Unfortunately, Liu Ming could only summon the golden aspect in the public’s eye. He must not use the secondary Demon Aspect easily unless it was a life-and-death situation.

After all, no matter in the Middle Sky Continent or the Savage Wild Continent, a demon with true demon qi was taboo.

Liu Ming vividly recalled the immense hatred of the Savage Wild Continent’s beastkin cultivators toward the demons at the upper realm ruins.

With Liu Ming directing his mind, the *Demon Aspect’s phantasm turned into billowing black gas again, slowly sinking into his body.

Above the sea of consciousness in its body, the black and white real pellet that was originally rotating slowly emitted bursts of dazzling light rays. They were divided into black and white, and it was obvious that the black portion was much more substantial than the white portion.

At this moment, a bloody rune appeared in Liu Ming’s mind.

The next moment, the bloody rune flashed. It shattered, turning into countless beastkin characters.

Liu Ming’s eyes flashed, and he immediately thought of the demon oath he made in the deepest underworld and Qing Lan.

These beastkin words became blurred and submerged into his sea of consciousness one after another.

Liu Ming closed his eyes for a moment, then slowly opened them. A profound flash of light glinted in those eyes.

These messages Qing Lan left described the past events in detail.

Of course, the name Qing Lan’s enemy also emerged. It was actually a Sky Fox Race Celestial State elder called “*Hu Mei”.

Liu Ming heard from Qing Lan about the general story of what happened back then. However, the message Qing Lan left for Liu Ming *later contained more details.

Centuries ago, Qing Lan and *Hu Mei were cultivators at the pinnacle of the Celestial State cultivation, a man and a woman. One of them possessed *seven tails and was exceptionally talented. The other possessed the elusive *eight-tailed talent, which only appeared once every ten thousand years. They were known as the *twin pillars of the Sky Fox Race family at the time. They were the two Celestial State cultivators most likely to advance to Mystic Comprehending State then.

Qing Lan had a slight fondness for *Hu Mei, but from Qing Lan’s perspective, *Hu Mei had always kept a kind of ambiguous distance.

In a fortuitous opportunity, *Hu Mei obtained information about the whereabouts of the *Nine Serene Secret Treasure and the whereabouts of the *Nine Serene Hell Beastkin Pill.

According to Qing Lan, this pill was one of the best *nourishment pills for beastkin to advance to Mystic Comprehending State. With *Hu Mei’s invitation, Qing Lan readily agreed to head to the deepest underworld with *Hu Mei to hunt for the treasure.

However, what Qing Lan never imagined was that the so-called *Nine Serene Hell Beastkin Pill had some secrets. It actually needed the beastkin core of the Celestial State Beastkin Cultivator from the same *race as its *medicinal ingredient. *Hu Mei and the rest of the *Serene Race ambushed Qing Lan.

After a series of brawls, Qing Lan was outnumbered, and his body was destroyed. His beastkin core was taken away, and his spirit had also dissipated on the spot.

If Qing Lan did not take backup measures made in advance, he would not have had the chance for revenge.

After Liu Ming understood the story, he couldn’t help but fall into deep thought.

Qing Lan revealed the entire truth without hiding anything. He confessed the whole story, presumably because he knew he could not be alive for long, so he wanted to confide it quickly before he died.

According to the information Qing Lan left for Liu Ming, *Hu Mei was proficient at the art of charm and scheming, so she was by no means a simpleton to deal with.

Centuries ago, Hu Mei was already at the pinnacle of the Celestial State. She obtained Qing Lan’s beastkin core, and she probably had already attained the so-called *Nine Serene Hell Beastkin Pill. It was not impossible either for Hu Mei to achieve Mystic Comprehending State already…

For Liu Ming, he could not escape from the hands of the Mystic Comprehending State cultivator unless he was demonized. Thus, Liu Ming was most likely unable to avenge Qing Lan quickly.

Luckily, there was no time limit for the oath of the heart demon back then. As long as the promise to Qing Lan was fulfilled in time within his ability, it would not cause any harm to Liu Ming.

However, more than two years have passed since the tribal war, and Liu Ming had been thinking about Yao Ji. Now that he had entered the Celestial State, it became imperative to visit Wan Bo Palace.

Having this thought, Liu Ming’s figure flickered, and he flew up quickly.

“Congratulations, master, for advancing to the Celestial State!” Xie’er, who was in the distance, saw Liu Ming appear. She then flew over with a sense of relief.

“It’s been hard work for you to guard day and night these past few years.” Liu Ming smiled slightly.

“This is what Xie’er should do!” Xie’er smiled.

“However, next, I’m going to the Sky Fox Race’s Wan Bo Palace. This time, I may need to use your ability. However, let’s return to Luo City first and tell Rupin to erase her worries.” Liu Ming said with a glint in his eyes.

Xie’er nodded.

Xie’er knew a thing or two about the entanglements between Liu Ming and Yao Ji. She immediately turned into a black light without saying a word, flying into the Yin Conversion Gourd on Liu Ming’s waist.

Liu Ming waved his long sleeve. He turned into a black light and flew toward Luo City.

In just a few seconds, Liu Ming disappeared to the horizon.

…

More than ten days later, Liu Ming bid farewell to the reluctant Rupin, and he headed for the Sky Fox Race again.

With Liu Ming’s current Celestial State cultivation base, it only took him roughly two months to enter the sphere of influence of the Sky Fox Race after traveling day and night. Then, Liu Ming arrived near the *Wan Bo Mountains.

There were vast and towering mountains, lush and layered greenery, and streams flowing through the valley. The place was filled with vitality, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth was rich, resembling a paradise that was hard to find.

At the Wan Bo Palace, the home of the Sky Fox Race… Liu Ming was just above the main peak in the center of the *Wan Bo Mountains.

After Liu Ming cast the Che Huan Totem mystic art, even the beastkin Celestial State cultivator could hardly detect a trace of him as long as they did not deliberately search for it.

Liu Ming frowned when he dove straight to the top of the main peak, which was in front of the Wan Bo Palace.

As expected, the Wan Bo Palace, which used to be the base camp of the Sky Fox Race, was in a mess after the war.

At a glance, thousands of buildings amidst the vast sky-blue lake were turned into ruins. The highly precious wood and large pieces of bluestone were seemingly swept by various attacks. They were either scorched black, or turned into a rubble of different sizes, scattered in every corner of the city.

Among the few remaining intact buildings, some exquisite patterns were carved on them, seemingly telling the outsiders about the past glory of this city. However, their rooftops were filled with the banners of the Shadow Wolf Race and the Green Snake Race.

In addition, beastkin cultivators groups could be seen patrolling around the city from time to time.

Various signs indicated that the Shadow Wolf Race and the Green Snake Race occupied the Wan Bo Palace. They had taken it as a stronghold and guarded the place.

Seeing this, Liu Ming quickly made plans.

Although Wan Bo Palace had been captured, the Sky Fox Race must have backup plans, given their sturdy foundation as the eight major tribes of Savage Wild Continent. If Liu Ming managed to seek out Sky Fox Race’s beastkin cultivators, who escaped in the peripheral area, it opened the opportunity to obtain some information related to Yao Ji.

Having made up his mind, Liu Ming flashed in a black light, and he disappeared in place. The next moment, he sneaked in another direction without showing a trace.

…

After Liu Ming searched for several days in the outlying area far away from Sky Fox Race, he still found nothing except for the patrolling teams from the Shadow Wolf Race and the Green Snake Race from time to time.

Three days later, Liu Ming stood at the halfway point of a mountain peak on the west side of Wan Bo Mountains, looking in the direction of Wan Bo Palace from a distance. He pondered about the countermeasures with a pensive expression on his face.

At this moment, a black light flew past a mountain not far away at an incredible speed, flying toward the west.

Liu Ming fixed his eyes on it. In the light, there was a thin old Shadow Wolf Race man in a black robe.

Judging from the aura emanating from his body, he was clearly a beastkin cultivator of the Celestial State’s early stage.

Seeing this, Liu Ming’s heart moved. Immediately, his figure blurred, and he chased after the thin old man.

After a brief while, on a group of mountains thousands of miles west of *Wan Bo Mountains, the thin old man was still running at unabated speed. He did not notice Liu Ming, who had followed him.

At this moment, a cold light flashed in Liu Ming’s eyes, who were tailing at the back. He shook his left sleeve, and a purple sword light shot out instantly. After a moment of blur in the air, it transformed into dozens of purple light streamers, sweeping toward the direction of the thin old man with magnificent momentum.

Liu Ming’s right hand shook slightly without leaving a trace, and his scales emerged one after another. At the same time, black demon flames surged, accompanied by a burst of crackling explosions. His entire arm instantly bulged up in its diameter.

Then, Liu Ming’s figure flickered, and he disappeared in place.

The thin old man was started by the sudden attack from behind. In a panic, he bent his body and swiftly evaded to the side. At the same time, he opened his mouth and spat out a gray bead. After turning around, a gray aura swept out, turning into a layer of light gray curtain that enveloped him.

The purple sword light that tore the sky immediately hit the light gray curtain.

There was a loud rumbling sound, and the gray light curtain trembled violently. However, it barely managed to hold on.

Just as the thin old man looked toward the source of the purple sword light, he found nothing, and his face turned pale.

The next moment, a flash of black light appeared behind the thin old man. An arm covered with black demon flames slammed toward the old man’s chest fiercely, drawing a black line several feet long in the air.