Great Demon Sun Wukong-Chapter 287 - 276: The Strange Person
It seemed that Ming An had discerned the thoughts churning in Fen Yan’s heart, and suddenly, a chuckle resonated from him. However, whether his laugh bore ridicule or resignation, perhaps not even he was sure. "Stop your wishful thinking, and besides, things are not as you imagine. In truth, I am no longer really a person in the truest sense. To be precise, I should be considered a slave to these shackles. The shackles rely on me to absorb Spiritual Power, thus allowing themselves to evolve. And while I may not age or die, I lack even a shred of freedom, to the point where I cannot even take my own life. Such a person is akin to livestock raised by these chains!"
Fen Yan was slightly taken aback, but he soon understood. How could there be such a good deal in this world, eternal life that is merely superficial. Fen Yan was inherently a person of exceptional intellect, and had only been momentarily startled upon hearing that the shackles possessed the power to grant immortality. Having realized this, he no longer entertained any other thoughts.
"As for the remaining matters, I have lost interest. Now, I need you to prove that you’re more valuable to us alive than dead!" Ming An was somewhat surprised by Fen Yan’s decisiveness. He had only shared part of the matters, originally thinking the rest could be used as leverage to save his own life. However, he hadn’t expected this person to show no interest whatsoever in truths that could be concealed and erased.
After a brief hesitation, Ming An spoke up, "Firstly, I think you will need the help of our Underworld God Army. Although I cannot guarantee how many will assist you, the surviving members of my squad will definitely obey my commands. Their strength might not be on par with mine, but they are not few in number. Moreover, I am privy to a great secret, one that perhaps might interest you!"
Upon hearing Ming An so readily playing ball, Fen Yan couldn’t help but feel elated. As long as Ming An was cooperative, Fen Yan was confident that with his resources and martial force, he could bind these people to his war chariot, as long as Ming An agreed to collaborate. In this way, the trials of the Patrolling Celestial World seemed to become a breeze.
No sooner had Ming An finished speaking than Fen Yan stood up, walked over to Ming An, who was kneeling on the ground, and first gestured for Han Ling to remove the White Silk Ribbon binding Ming An. Then he took out a jade box from his bosom and placed it in Ming An’s hand, saying, "Excellent, those who understand the times are outstanding. As long as you help Myriad Demons Country win this trial, you will surely reap benefits. While I can’t unlock the shackles binding you, providing a large number of Heaven and Earth Treasures and Spirit Pills is no issue! Now, let us erase past grudges; I can see that you, Ming An, are also a man of ambition."
Ming An stood, flexing his shoulders before taking the jade box. As soon as he opened it, a surge of abundant Spiritual Power spilled forth. Taking a deep breath, the Spiritual Energy scattering from the Elixir was immediately drawn into his body with Ming An’s inhalation. The Spiritual Power, which was almost depleted by the tiny lock, found a slight increase.
This Elixir was of Supreme Rank among the supreme. Just this small vial alone could spare him the danger of hunting Ferocious Beasts for a considerable time. He took out a crystal clear Elixir and swallowed it straight away. The vast yet gentle medicinal power surged through his body, and part of it even proactively infused into the tiny lock at his chest.
There’s a marked difference between Spiritual Power willingly infused and that forcibly extracted. As the medicine transformed into pure Spiritual Power and poured into the tiny lock at his chest, Ming An felt an unprecedented sense of refreshment and relief. Moreover, the once depleted meridians in his body, nourished by this Spiritual Power, seemed to gradually recover.
Slowly opening his eyes, Ming An swiftly tucked the jade box away. Taking another deep breath, he exhaled, "I have yet to learn the name of your esteemed self?" Fen Yan gave a soft smile and responded, "Leader of the Five Demon Gods of Myriad Demons Country, Fen Yan!"
"Lord Fen Yan, I hope our collaboration will be pleasant." Subsequently, Ming An discussed specific details with Fen Yan, such as how many men Ming An needed to send, how many Elixirs and Heaven and Earth Treasures Fen Yan would provide in return, how to account for the deaths of Ming An’s men, and additionally, what benefits could be expected if Myriad Demons Country emerged victorious. Of course, this thorough discussion naturally included some haggling.
Ming An indeed hoped to secure more benefits for himself, or rather for his fellow survivors within the Underworld God Army, while Fen Yan didn’t want to come off as a sucker.
Up until now, the ten powers had all methodically commenced their actions. Some were defending palaces and setting up Barrier Formations, while others were venturing out to scout the terrain and eliminate potential threats in the vicinity. Regardless, no one dared take the critical trial lightly; their own death might be a minor concern, but causing their power to be eliminated would be a grave offense.
Of course, among these ten powers, not all were alike. Some powers faced attacks from native Ferocious Beasts of the Patrolling Celestial World, such as the Ancient Primordial World and Myriad Spirits Realm. Others suffered assaults from people donning ragged Armor, such as Myriad Demons Country and Genesis Divine Nation. And those powers that dispatched scouts to explore the terrain encountered inexplicable situations.
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For instance, the Myriad Gods Hall and Annihilation Demon Nation were both facing circumstances beyond normal reasoning. The first to encounter a situation was a member of Annihilation Demon Nation. This time, Mo Wu was leading for the Annihilation Demon Nation; Mo Wu, a long-renowned powerhouse of the nation, was rumored to be on par with the Guardian who had never shown their face.
And next was Mo Wu Wan Jun. This person, Wan Jun, had a shrouded origin, known only to the true rulers of the Annihilation Demon Nation. No one else knew exactly what his background entailed. All that was known was that, during one of the Annihilation Demon Nation’s selection battles, he, wielding a magic sword radiating boundless Demonic Qi, had single-handedly defeated all his challengers. Since then, the name Mo Wu Wan Jun had broken into public view.
Wan Jun’s mastery of Demon Techniques was profound, his cultivation almost stepping into the realm of Domain Lord Level powerhouses. Moreover, his swordsmanship was exceptionally brilliant, to the extent that some even compared him to the erstwhile First Sword Master of the Nine Great Divine Kingdoms. Although his background was mysterious, no one dared to probe into his past.
Not for any other reason but because Mo Wu Wan Jun was a person of Annihilation Palace’s Domain Lord Mie Mei Tian. Although not a direct disciple, he was nevertheless a young powerhouse held in high regard.
And this time, the leader of the Annihilation Demon Nation, Mo Wu, happened to be one of the few who knew Wan Jun’s true identity. Thus, Mo Wu understood better than anyone the extent of Wan Jun’s strength. Especially when Wan Jun awakened the devil sleeping within him, the explosive combat power he exhibited was something even Mo Wu had to be wary of.
After all, Wan Jun came from a significant lineage. Yet, at this moment, even with his extraordinary strength, Mo Wu Wan Jun was somewhat panicked. Compared to his current predicament, he would rather face a horde of ferocious beasts. If ferocious beasts were to appear, no matter how strong or numerous, as long as he could exterminate them all, there would be no worries. But now, Wan Jun found himself in dire straits.
Initially, Wan Jun had led a group of four, making a total of five people, to explore the area directly south of the Anihilation Palace. At first, they encountered no ferocious beasts, only difficult terrain, and in fear of revealing their identities through flight, they could only make slow and laborious progress through the path.
Soon, they encountered their first pack of ferocious beasts—ten in total. Not particularly strong but not weak either. Yet, with Wan Jun, a supreme powerhouse among them, they managed to slay all ten beasts without too much trouble.
These ten beasts were a kind of giant green-scaled snake with human faces, which was already an eerily strange sight. And this strangeness turned into reality after they killed the last of the green-scaled snakes.
For upon the death of the last snake, ten people suddenly appeared before the group of five. They stood in pairs, forming five groups in succession.
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If it were just the addition of ten enemies, Wan Jun wouldn’t have had any other thoughts—he would have unsheathed his magic sword and attacked, regardless of who the ten people represented. Even if these enemies were a coalition from the other nine great forces, Wan Jun would not have been surprised in the slightest.
However, when he and the other four saw the ten figures before them, they were all shockingly startled. An odd and eerie sensation arose.
Because the individuals appearing before their eyes were none other than themselves. And not just one, but two copies of each, identical in every way. Seeing two people who looked exactly like oneself standing together and looking back was an unsettling feeling, to say the least. Initially, including Wan Jun, all five thought they were experiencing an illusion or some kind of Illusion Technique.
But when one of them made a probing attack and was sent flying back by his identical doubles, they realized that this might not be an illusion after all.
And when they truly engaged in combat with these doppelgängers, they were horrified to discover that everything about these figures, from their moves and habits to their aura and spiritual energy fluctuations, was indistinguishable from their own!
