The black-robed elder shook his head and retorted, "Don't be careless! Since that human cultivator was able to forge the Heavenly Demon bloodline, it's not impossible that he can inherit the legacy in some way.
If she truly possesses the power of the Twelve Demon Generals and infiltrates our demon clan, she will pose a huge threat to our demon clan!"
The Demon King pondered for a moment and said in a cold voice, "No matter what, this person must be eliminated.
"Pass the order down, seal off all exits from the Heavenly Demon Territory, and hunt down that human cultivator with all our might! Find him alive, or his body!"
"yes!"
All the demons responded in unison.
Jin Jia struggled to stand up and said through gritted teeth.
"Your Majesty, I beg you to give me one more chance and let me personally lead the team to hunt down that human cultivator!"
The Demon King glanced at him coldly and said calmly, "Accurate."
"I obey your orders!"
Jinjia kowtowed heavily, then turned and left.
After all the demons left, the Demon King sat alone on the throne, with a hint of gloom in his eyes.
The human cultivators broke into his Tomb of Ten Thousand Demons, stole the inheritance and destroyed the altar.
Is this a long-planned conspiracy or just a coincidence?
Following the Demon King's order, the entire Heavenly Demon Realm was in a state of panic and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Strict checkpoints have been set up at the entrances of major cities. The powerful demons hold Taoist weapons and carefully check every passing cultivator.
Anyone with a suspicious identity will be immediately detained or even beheaded on the spot.
Meng Wan was well aware of her special identity and did not dare to enter the city rashly.
She avoided the main roads and chose to walk in remote wilderness areas. Occasionally, when she encountered a few lone monsters, she did not act rashly to avoid attracting unnecessary attention.
In this way, she moved forward cautiously and finally came to a remote demon village.
This village is located on the edge of the Heavenly Demon Realm, surrounded by mountains and with thin spiritual energy. On weekdays, few powerful demon cultivators visit it.
Most of the monsters in the village have low cultivation levels, and the strongest is only at the Spirit Transformation Stage.
However, those monsters below the Nascent Soul stage cannot even completely transform into human form and still maintain the form of monster beasts.
Meng Wan stood at the entrance of the village, her eyes swept across the scene in the village, and she had a plan in her mind.
She restrained the aura around her and disguised herself as a little demon that had just transformed. She had a pair of furry ears on her head and her pupils had turned golden. She looked no different from an ordinary demon.
She walked slowly into the village and immediately attracted the attention of the demons in the village.
"Huh? Whose little demon are you from? Why have I never seen you before?"
An old demon in the Spirit Transformation Stage came forward and looked at Meng Wan warily.
Meng Wan's expression trembled and her tone became uneasy.
"Senior, I am a little demon who has fled from far away. My family suffered a disaster, and I have no choice but to wander around. I passed by here today and wanted to ask for a drink of water and a place to rest."
The old man's expression relaxed a little after hearing this and he nodded.
"I see. Since you're here, you're a guest. Although the village is simple, you won't lack food."
Meng Wan quickly thanked him, "Thank you, senior!"
The old man waved his hand, motioning her to follow.
"Come with me, I'll take you to see the village chief."
Meng Wan followed the old man into the village and glanced around.
Most of the monsters in the village are in the Nascent Soul stage, and many even still retain the form of monster beasts.
She secretly breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that she was safe for the time being.
Soon, the old man brought her to a simple wooden house.
A burly middle-aged man walked out of the wooden house. He had a pair of horns on his head and was a demon cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Stage.
"Village chief, this little demon has fled from far away and wants to rest in the village."
The old man said respectfully.
The village chief nodded, his eyes fell on Meng Wan, and his tone was gentle.
"Little demon, what's your name? Where are you from?"
Meng Wan had already thought of what to say and answered respectfully.
"My name is Awan, and I'm a refugee from the north. My family was attacked by demons, so I have no choice but to wander around."
Upon hearing this, the village chief sighed.
“The world is not peaceful nowadays, demons and monsters are rampant, and even remote villages like ours have been affected.
Now that you are here, feel free to stay here. Although the village is simple, it can keep you safe."
Meng Wan quickly thanked him, "Thank you, Village Chief!"
The village chief waved his hand, indicating that she didn't need to be so polite.
"Go ahead and let Old Wolf arrange a place for you to stay."
The old man nodded and took Meng Wan out of the village chief's wooden house.
Along the way, the old man kept talking.
"Awan, since you've come to the village, you must abide by the village rules. Don't run around on weekdays, especially at night. It's not peaceful outside."
Meng Wan nodded obediently, "Don't worry, senior, I will definitely abide by the rules."
The old man nodded with satisfaction and took her to a simple wooden house.
"This is your place. Rest here first, and I'll bring you some food later."
Meng Wan thanked him again and watched the old man leave before pushing the door and walking into the wooden house.
Although the wooden house is simple, it is still clean.
Meng Wan sat on the edge of the bed, thinking secretly in her mind.
Although she has amazing combat power, her cultivation is only at the Nascent Soul stage after all. It is unlikely that she will be able to leave the Heavenly Demon Realm in a short period of time.
Anyway, this village is quite secluded, and the people from the Demon King's Palace won't find here for the time being. Let's just take it one step at a time.
Meng Wan closed her eyes, seemingly regulating her breathing and practicing, but in fact she was alertly sensing the movements around her.
The next morning, Meng Wan got up early and walked out of the wooden house.
The demons in the village have already started their day's work. Some are farming in the fields, while others are hunting in the mountains. The whole village seems quiet and peaceful.
Meng Wan took a deep breath and walked towards the village chief's wooden house.
After the Nascent Soul stage comes the Spiritualization stage. She has already reached the ninth level of the Nascent Soul stage, but there is no sign of a breakthrough.
There should be something in common between the cultivation of the demon race and the human race.
Her current identity is a demon, and Meng Wan plans to use this convenience to ask the village chief how demons can break through to the God Transformation Stage.
Arriving at the village chief's wooden house, Meng Wan knocked gently on the door.
"Come in."
The village chief's voice came from inside the house.
Meng Wan pushed the door open and saw the village chief sitting at the table, holding an ancient animal skin scroll in his hand, seemingly studying something.
"Village Chief, excuse me for disturbing you."
Meng Wan said respectfully.
The village chief raised his head and saw Meng Wan, a smile appeared on his face.
"Awan, why do you come to see me so early? What's the matter?"
Meng Wan nodded, her tone sincere.
"Village Chief, my cultivation is stuck at the ninth level of the Nascent Soul, and I haven't been able to break through yet. I'm really distressed."
Upon hearing this, the village chief put down the scroll in his hand, smiled and shook his head.
"Awan, you are still young, there is no need to rush for a breakthrough. The road of cultivation is long, and steady progress is the right way."
Meng Wan insisted, "But I want to gain strength as soon as possible, kill the demons, and avenge my family."
Hearing this, the village chief thought of her pitiful life experience and couldn't help but sigh.
"Awan, since you are so persistent, I will talk to you.
Breaking through the Spiritual Transformation Stage is not much different from ordinary cultivation; it's nothing more than fighting and devouring."
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