Greenlake Bai’s astral qi prevented the shower of gore from touching a hair on her person, but because of this, her shock and ugly expression were plain to see. At the same time, the blood drained away from her face.
It was because she recognized that she was in trouble.
It was because Su Xiu had died in front of her, and there was no one around him.
She knew she hadn’t killed Su Xiu, but who would believe her? She wouldn’t believe herself if she was a spectator.
As if on cue, she heard a shrill, mournful cry, “AH XIU!!!”
At the distance, Ah Su was holding a limp Dancer by the neck. Dancer was currently covered in blood and barely breathing.
Ah Su’s attention wasn’t on Dancer, however. She was staring at the headless Su Xiu with wide eyes and a dazed expression.
It was clear that she had returned just in time to witness the horrific sight.
In the picture, a demon was looking down on the world from above the Nine Heavens. On the ground, countless demons were bowing their heads to the demon in submission.
As soon as the picture took form, the demons in the picture started howling at the top of their lungs, and the ground beneath Ah Su’s feet began rippling outward like water. The earth sank inch by inch as if it could not withstand her weight.
In her hand, Dancer exploded into a shower of blood and gore.
“You killed Ah Su. I will kill you.”
Ah Su looked at Greenlake Bai with cold, emotionless, and lifeless eyes. Before, Ah Su’s blank, indifferent eyes still retained a sliver of warmth and love despite her condition. But now, her humanity had fled her completely. All that was left in her eyes was iciness, indifference, bloodthirst and hatred.
“I didn’t kill first senior brother, third senior sister! You have to believe me!”
Greenlake Bai hurriedly defended herself even though she knew how weak and powerless it sounded. She had to try though, because she knew better than most just how scary Ah Su was when she was crazy.
Ah Su’s cultivation art was called the “Nethercall Demonic Possession Record”. It was one of the strongest and most difficult martial art to cultivate not just in West Kunlun, but the entire world.
In the “Martial Review”, there was a remark under the “Nethercall Demonic Possession Record” that went something : “This is a martial art that belongs solely to celestials and demons because its power is infinite, and no humans can carry infinity on their shoulders.”
The “Nethercall Demonic Possession Record” was a pure body-tempering martial art. To begin, one must tattoo an image of ten thousand demons on their body. During the tattooing process, the ink must seep into the flesh, the intent must seep into the bones, and the practitioner must withstand both the pain of being eaten alive, and the torment of having their mind invaded by countless demons. If the practitioner faltered even a little during the process, all progress would be lost, and their mind would be consumed by the demons. Therefore, an iron will was the minimum requirement one must possess before they could even begin to cultivate the “Nethercall Demonic Possession Record”.
This was just the first step, however. After the tattoo was engraved, the practitioner must accept demonic qi into their body so as to purify their blood, renew their marrows, and nurture the tattoo painting. They must suffer pain that was best described as being stabbed by countless needles, or being consumed alive by insects.
On top of that, every time the practitioner successfully nurtured a demon spirit, a heavenly tribulation would appear to smite the practitioner. The more demonic spirits they nurtured, the deadlier the tribulation would become. One misstep, and the practitioner would be annihilated just like that.
In order to master[1] the “Nethercall Demonic Possession Record”, one must nurture ten thousand demonic spirits and suffer ten thousand heavenly tribulations. To say that the journey was perilous would be the biggest understatement of the century.
As if that wasn’t bad enough, the practitioner could not cultivate any other martial art after they began the “Nethercall Demonic Possession Record”, and they couldn’t stop advancing the martial art even after they had reached the adept level. Otherwise, their meridians would self-implode, and their soul would be annihilated.
This was why no one had ever successfully cultivated the “Nethercall Demonic Possession Record” to the adept level to this day, and those who tried either went crazy, lost their soul and transformed into a mindless husk, or died to a heavenly tribulation. Without exaggeration, no one who cultivated this martial art ever had met a good ending.
That said, the power offered by the “Nethercall Demonic Possession Record” was equal to its difficulty. Legend had it that those who managed to master the martial art would become so powerful it was as if they were empowered by ten thousand demons. Through this power, they could transform into a Primordial Heavenly Demon and the sovereign of all demons. They would become eternal and immortal.
Of course, the legend remained a legend to this day since no one had ever managed to cultivate the martial art to the adept stage.
That said, there was once a West Kunlun disciple named Chen Zhanxian who successfully advanced the “Nethercall Demonic Possession Record” past the one thousandth mark. His body was immune to all arts, and his strength rivaled the gods and demons themselves. He was the strongest warrior in the entire world, and he was so powerful he singlehandedly defeated everyone’s greatest champions. Such was his power that the people called him the “Invincible Chen Zhanxian”, the man who could snuff out gods and demons like ants. Thanks to him, West Kunlun was also raised to the top of the world for a time.
Unfortunately, their Golden Age also came to an end because of Chen Zhanxian. While cultivating the “Nethercall Demonic Possession Record”, he attracted a Soul Slaughtering Nether Wind Tribulation that damaged his Three Heavenly Souls. As a result, he became insane and went on a rampage in West Kunlun.
The greatest powers of West Kunlun—the Three Sages, Six Sovereigns, and Thirteen Abode Heads—came together to suppress Chen Zhanxian, but the man proved difficult to kill even in his addled state. The battle was so great that the sacred peak of Kunlun was snapped in half, and the Demonic Ruins was crushed into smithereens.
In the end, the champions of West Kunlun were able to suppress Chen Zhanxian, but the price they had to pay was one severely injured Sage and the death of two Sovereigns, five Abode Heads, and countless lower disciples. As a result, West Kunlun’s strength and fame hit rock bottom, and they were never able to return to their former heights.
It was worth noting that Chen Zhanxian was only suppressed, not killed. Not only that, he was still growing stronger.
Greenlake Bai heard that Chen Zhanxian was currently imprisoned in the Heaven Forsaken Prison at the ninth and bottommost level of West Kunlun.
Ah Su was taught the “Nethercall Demonic Possession Record” by the abode head of Nethercall Abode himself. His intention was to torment her as a matter of course, but Ah Su proved to be more resilient than he thought probably because all the torture she had already suffered in his hands. On top of that, she retained a pure, innocent heart despite her suffering. Ever since she started cultivating the “Nethercall Demonic Possession Record”, she had been advancing at a speed that even Chen Zhanxian couldn’t match. This was why the abode head made her his third disciple.
Right now, Ah Su bore over a hundred demonic spirits inside her body. That was enough to make her immune to most weapons and strong enough to snap a mountain in half or divide a river via pure strength. If she went all out without a care for her own health, not even an ordinary Grandmaster could endure her wrath.
In terms of pure power, Ah Su was among the best not just in the Nethercall Abode, but the entire West Kunlun. Greenlake Bai did not believe she could handle her at all.
Originally, her plan was to order Ah Su around using Su Xiu as her hostage. However, her plan had backfired in the worst manner possible.
“You killed Ah Xiu… You killed Ah Xiu…”
As expected, Greenlake Bai’s explanation failed to convince Ah Su at all. The demons on her body kept howling and howling until finally, Ah Su pushed off the ground with a boom and pounced straight toward Greenlake Bai.
Greenlake Bai did not dare to take her lightly as a matter of course. In one step, she split into three, six, twelve silhouettes before scattering in every direction.
1. Just a reminder, but mastering a martial art = entering the adept level of a martial art. ☜