555: Worthy?_2
The Demon Palace was like purgatory.
The Demon Cultivators were like evil ghosts.
Human faces were like drawing paper, on which ferocity, terror, cruelty, bloodthirst, greed… all sorts of expressions, like thick and splattered ink, painted a ghostly scroll of purgatory.
In the midst of cruelty, there was a kind of special, Gui Tao’s flavor.
It sent a shiver down one’s spine.
This strange madness, along with the demonic slaughter, left the four Feather Transformation Ancestors at a loss for how to intervene…
And when the clamor ended, and the dust settled,
this depiction of a demonic purgatory was finally completed.
All dead!
Hundreds of Golden Core Demon Cultivators, without a single survivor, all died tragically!
Anger was written on the faces of the four Feather Transformation Demon Ancestors.
Poison Venerable said with a quivering voice, “Good! Very good!”
He sneered harshly, “True to the name of the newly advanced ‘Taoist,’ you kill your own kind without cause, with such sinister and ruthless methods! It really proves the saying, ‘Those not of my way are surely of different minds!'”
“I’d like to see how he explains himself to the Demon Monarch!”
But Xuan Sanren frowned, “Could this person from Gui Tao really have gone mad, killing so many Golden Cores? What exactly for?”
A fierce light flashed in Black Arhat’s eyes, “Does he intend… to monopolize that opportunity?!”
Madam Miao sneered, “Quite an appetite…”
As the four spoke, they suddenly paused.
They noticed that the atmosphere inside the Demon Palace had suddenly become even colder. The Golden Core Cultivators were all dead, but that pervasive, eerie feeling had grown even stronger.
The four wore solemn expressions and remained silent.
Moments later, in the silent Demon Palace, rustling sounds emerged.
A cold wind blew suddenly.
One after another, these slain Golden Cores twisted and slowly stood up.
They were mutilated and drenched in blood, but without exception, their pupils had turned pitch-black and hollow.
One “person from Gui Tao” was dead.
But hundreds of people from Gui Tao stood up…
The Golden Core Demon Cultivators in this Demon Palace, dead and then “reborn,” had all become people from Gui Tao!
They gazed at the Feather Transformation Demon Ancestors atop the bone thrones with dark and ghastly eyes.
All four Feather Transformation Demon Ancestors felt a chill.
An unbelievable suspicion arose in their minds…
This person from Gui Tao, not satisfied with killing hundreds of Golden Cores, couldn’t possibly be… planning to kill even the four of them, the Feather Transformation Demon Ancestors, right?!
This… was no longer described as presumptuous.
It was simply… audacious to the extreme!
Black Arhat laughed in extreme anger, “You want to kill me? Fine! Then let me see just how you, this person from Gui Tao hiding your head and showing your tail, a parasite, plan to kill me?”
But Poison Venerable’s gaze was elusive, his heart chilled.
No, it’s possible…
Being of Feather Transformation was revered, with few precedents of dying at the hands of Golden Cores.
Because there weren’t that many Golden Cores.
Nor did they have the guts.
But in reality, once there were enough Golden Cores, and they were willing to sacrifice their lives, even Feather Transformation Cultivators, when besieged, could be in danger of falling.
What’s more, this was within the Third-Grade State Boundary.
They, as Feather Transformation Cultivators, were not allowed to use the power of Feather Transformation.
To manipulate Golden Cores, to besiege Feather Transformation!
This seemed impossible, but was indeed, a set-up for slaughter.
Only they had never imagined…
They had believed the enemy to be the Taoist Court, to be Mr. Zhuang, but they had never expected that the real threat would come from this person from Gui Tao!
Gui Tao’s Heaven Sealing Formation blocked the escape route.
Planting Devil in Taoist Heart controlled the Golden Cores.
Using Golden Cores, to besiege Feather Transformation!