Chapter 524: Hanba is born

The heavenly lightning continuously struck the same spot, its roaring sound shaking the surrounding air, and at a glance, several cracks had already appeared in the sky.

Everyone widened their eyes, staring intently at the area enveloped by the heavenly lightning, wondering how the person inside was resisting the mighty power of the heavens.

As the heavenly lightning gradually subsided, a massive figure slowly emerged from the smoke and dust.

It was actually a giant beast, as large as a mountain, emitting an eerie blue light all over its body, with every hair standing upright like steel needles.

It roared towards the sky, its voice seemingly capable of tearing space apart.

Many Black-robed Men could not withstand its voice, and blood began to flow from their facial orifices.

And a person was actually standing on the giant beast’s body.

As the giant beast and the person on it approached, everyone present smelled a faint, almost imperceptible scent.

Soon, someone in the crowd reacted and shouted loudly to their companions around them.

“Poison!”

“It’s Corpse Poison! Quickly take the antidote pill and stay away from them!”

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately panicked, fumbling to take out antidote pills from their pockets and swallowing them, then retreating to a safer position.

However, the Corpse Poison spread extremely quickly, and many who reacted slower had already begun to show symptoms of poisoning, their faces turning black, their bodies swaying precariously.

The giant beast took heavy steps, approaching the crowd one step at a time, and with each step, the ground trembled.

The person standing on the giant beast had a stern face, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

He waved his hands, and streams of black poisonous mist surged from the giant beast’s body, like a surging tide, attacking the Zen Sect members who had attacked him.

The Golden Body Chan Master, with a sword in his hand, swung it, dispersing the poisonous mist.

Then, he pointed his sword directly at the other party.

The person on the giant beast made no other moves, instead looking at the Golden Body Chan Master very naturally.

“Sigh!”

“You bald donkeys are really troublesome.”

“I’ll give you one last chance; if you leave now, I can pretend I didn’t see you.”

“I absolutely will not keep you or attack you.”

The other party immediately stated his position; perhaps in his view, these Zen Sect members would also be a great hassle to deal with, so he was not very willing to engage them.

The Zen Sect members laughed upon hearing this.

One of them even spoke up.

“The Wu Shen Cult and your Corpse Saint Sect are mixed together.”

“Even if you are going to celebrate a birthday, I cannot let you have your way.”

Upon hearing the other party’s words, the Corpse Saint Sect member’s face instantly turned extremely gloomy, as if covered by a dark cloud. His deeply sunken eyes stared intently at the speaker, filled with anger and contempt.

“What a bunch of ignorant bald donkeys!”

He cursed through gritted teeth, his voice filled with undisguised disgust and hostility.

“You self-righteous fellows, do you think learning a few tricks will allow you to contend with our Corpse Saint Sect?!”

He continued to roar, his voice growing louder and louder, shaking the surrounding air slightly.

“Since you are so ignorant of death, then don’t blame me for being ruthless!”

His voice seemed to come from the depths of hell, full of malice and venom, sending shivers down one’s spine.

As he spoke his sinister words, he suddenly waved the strange human-head staff in his hand.

In an instant, a powerful dark-red aura surged out like a furious tide, carrying endless pressure and violent power, rushing directly towards the ground below.

This dark-red aura was like the roar of a demon; wherever it passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, producing crackling sounds.

This dark-red aura penetrated the ground at an astonishing speed, like an arrow released from a bowstring, drilling straight into the depths of the earth.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared beneath the ground, as if swallowed by some mysterious force.

However, this dark-red aura did not disappear just like that.

It moved rapidly underground; wherever it passed, rocks were easily pulverized, and soil was churned up, forming a deep passage.

Soon, this aura reached its destination.

Something powerful seemed to be hidden deep underground; when the dark-red aura came into contact with it, it immediately caused a violent fluctuation.

Immediately after, a muffled rumbling sound came from underground, as if some huge object was moving.

This sound grew louder and louder, finally turning into an earth-shattering roar, and the entire ground trembled.

Just then, changes occurred in the sky; in the dim heavens, dark clouds rolled and stacked like ink, resembling monstrous beasts baring their fangs and claws.

A fierce wind howled across the land, blowing trees askew, and sand and stones filled the entire world.

Suddenly, a dazzling blood-red light shot up from the distant horizon, like a sharp sword, cutting a huge opening in the thick dark clouds.

Within the blood-red light, a figure slowly emerged—that was the Drought Demon.

Its body was tall, and it exuded a scorching aura; wherever it passed, the land cracked, and moisture was instantly evaporated.

Centered on the entire ruined city, it spread outwards.

The rivers on the ground quickly dried up, and the riverbeds revealed hideous cracks.

Flowers and trees withered one after another, losing their former vitality, turning into piles of lifeless dry wood.

Birds flew away in fright, and beasts fled.

The faces of the Wu Shen Cult members and the Zen Sect members near the Drought Demon instantly turned pale, as if they had witnessed the end of the world.

They widened their eyes, looking at the scene before them with utter shock, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

And just then, the person previously controlled by the Zen Sect suddenly seemed to regain his freedom, abruptly breaking free from their restraints.

His movements were exceptionally swift, like lightning, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived beside the Drought Demon.

He knelt on both knees without hesitation, kowtowing repeatedly, and shouted loudly.

“Welcome, my Lord, to your descent!”

Liang Yu stood in the distance, taking all of this in.

He mused to himself,

“So that’s it. The sixth one I discovered earlier was actually a Drought Demon! This is truly beyond my expectation.”

He couldn’t help but recall the various schemes of the Wu Shen Cult at that time, and his mind suddenly cleared.

However, before he could fully understand the connections, another shocking thing happened.

The giant beast under the Corpse Saint Sect member suddenly seemed to be attracted by an invisible force, abandoning its master and running directly towards the Drought Demon.

The giant beast was enormous; as it ran, the ground shook, raising a cloud of dust.

In the blink of an eye, the giant beast arrived before the Drought Demon, and it also lowered its huge head without hesitation, as if showing submission to the Drought Demon.

Upon seeing this, the Drought Demon’s mouth curved slightly upward, revealing a subtle, almost imperceptible smile in a very human-like manner.