But the next moment, a cold force suddenly penetrated into his brow.
"ah--"
He fell to his knees, holding his head, with black blood oozing from all his orifices.
In his sea of consciousness, the remnant soul of the Heart-Eating Demon Lord was frantically tearing at his spirit, and with a sinister grin, it poured demonic energy into his meridians.
"No! Who are you?!"
"Get out of my body!"
“Get out!”
Senior Brother Wang struggled, digging his nails deep into the ground.
But soon, his resistance became weaker and weaker, and the clarity in his eyes was gradually replaced by scarlet.
When his fingers loosened again, his nails had turned into pitch-black claws.
Half a day later.
Outside the camp where the disciples of Taiqing Palace were stationed, there was a sound of heavy footsteps.
When everyone heard the footsteps, they immediately turned around.
"Brother Wang."
"It's really hard to move alone in this secret place."
"This is his last chance to enter the secret realm. The next time the Taixuan Secret Realm opens again, he will no longer be considered a young genius."
A disciple with his back to Senior Brother Wang deliberately emphasized the words "young genius" with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.
However, when everyone saw Brother Wang's face clearly, they couldn't help but stand up slowly one by one.
Senior Brother Wang’s face was covered with ferocious demonic patterns, and the corners of his mouth were stretched to an incredible arc, revealing his sharp white fangs.
His pupils turned completely blood red as he stared at his fellow disciple.
"Brother Wang?"
At this moment, everyone's eyes were filled with fear, because they had already sensed the demonic energy from Senior Brother Wang.
However, the disciple who had his back to Senior Brother Wang was still unaware of the danger and was approaching him step by step.
"What's wrong with you?"
"Brother Wang is here, so why would I scare you like this?"
"Let me tell you, even if he was standing in front of me, I would still dare to say what I just said."
At this moment, Senior Brother Wang had already walked behind him.
A shadow covered his figure, and the disciple frowned slightly and turned to look behind him.
However, when he looked up and saw Senior Brother Wang's face clearly, his eyes widened instantly and he opened his mouth but couldn't say a word.
“You, you, you—”
Before he could finish his words, a sharp claw covered with scales had already pierced through the disciple's chest!
Puff——
Blood splattered, and Senior Brother Wang slowly pulled his hand out, licked the blood on his fingertips, and showed an intoxicated expression.
"Go on, keep talking."
When the disciples in the camp heard the noise, they rushed out of the tents, but saw a scene that scared them to death.
Senior Brother Wang was surrounded by dark demonic energy and was stepping on the corpse of that disciple.
What was even more terrifying was that six hideous bone wings slowly unfolded behind him.
"Senior Brother Wang has been possessed by a demon! Quickly form a formation!"
Everyone hurriedly formed seals, and the Xuantian Demon-Slaying Formation of Taiqing Palace took shape in an instant, with golden light covering it like a cage.
However, Senior Brother Wang just sneered, and with a sudden flap of his bone wings, the formation was shattered.
"Ant."
He raised his hand and waved it, and the demonic energy turned into countless spikes, instantly piercing through the three closest disciples.
Screams rang out one after another. A female disciple trembled and tried to crush the communication jade talisman to ask Nangong Qingxue for help, but a black light cut off her arm!
Senior Brother Wang grabbed her neck and brought her in front of him.
"Your Senior Sister Nangong is probably busy serving her master right now."
Click.
He broke her neck and threw the body away like a rag.
After just a quarter of an hour, there were no more survivors in the camp.
The setting sun was like blood, dyeing the entire sky dark red, and it seemed as if countless resentful souls were wailing among the rolling clouds.
At his feet were the corpses of thirty-seven Taiqing Palace disciples, each of them maintaining the terrified expression of the last moment before death.
Huh——
Senior Brother Wang took a deep breath, and in an instant, the aura between heaven and earth twisted wildly.
A scarlet blood mist suddenly appeared on the corpses, as if drawn by an invisible hand, and transformed into thirty-seven winding blood lines converging towards him.
The skin of a female disciple shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, her plump cheeks collapsed, and her bright eyes turned into a turbid gray.
In just three breaths, the young body turned into a dried corpse wrapped in human skin, still reaching out for help, but no sound could be made.
boom--
As the first stream of blood entered his body, the devilish flames around the Heart-Eating Demon Lord surged ten feet, and the devilish patterns on the six bone wings behind him lit up with a dazzling bloody light.
The second one, the third one...
As more and more blood and energy poured in, a fishy wind suddenly blew through the entire camp.
When the last trace of blood sank into the Demon Lord's brow, the whole world fell silent.
A blood-red beam of light shot up into the sky, directly piercing through the sky of the Taixuan Secret Realm.
Senior Brother Wang was suspended in the center of the light column, feeling the surging power in his body.
His cultivation level continued to rise, breaking through from the third level of the Divine Realm, to the fourth level, the fifth level... and finally slowly stopping at the peak of the fifth level.
"It's not enough."
He stuck out his scarlet tongue and licked his lips. As his six wings spread out, the grass and trees within a ten-mile radius withered instantly.
"The blood and essence of these ants really don't have much effect."
He looked down at his palms. The skin that originally belonged to Senior Brother Wang had been completely demonized, covered with pitch-black scales, and three-foot-long claws extended from his fingertips.
With a casual stroke, five space cracks that lasted for a long time were left in the void.
Suddenly, he seemed to sense something and looked up into the depths of the secret realm.
There, a familiar sword energy shot straight into the sky. It was the aura of the Xuanyuan Sword!
The Demon Lord's seven demonic eyes narrowed at the same time, and his voice was filled with overwhelming hatred.
"Once I have drained all the living beings in the Taixuan Secret Realm, I will definitely strip you of all your power."
Before he could finish his words, he suddenly sensed something and turned to look in another direction.
In a valley a hundred miles away, there were nearly a hundred fresh breaths.
The Heart-Eating Demon Lord grinned, revealing his sharp white fangs.
With a flap of its six wings, the demonic shadow instantly disappeared from its original position.
Only a pile of dried corpses were left, casting distorted shadows in the bloody setting sun.
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