Fang Xi looked at the bustling streets and walked out of the city without any hesitation.

For him, no matter what chance he has of being born here, it is not as important as finding the Demon King of Freedom!

He never wastes time on meaningless things.

For example, the previous wooing of Moyun Chamber of Commerce, and the subsequent disclosure of alien intelligence to the demons.

'If he were an ordinary fused monk, he might be forced to stay, round up the alien monks, and encounter a series of bloody plots. It would be a blessing in disguise, and he would gain a lot of benefits...'

'But this is not what I want.'

After Fang Xi's eyes firmly left the city, they immediately turned into a streak of magic light and disappeared into the sky.

By this time, he had been able to accurately sense the location of the fragments of the 'All Heavens Treasure Mirror', which was in the Blood Cloud Domain!

…

Blood Peak Mountains.

This mountain range is the first mountain range in the Blood Cloud Territory. It covers a vast area and is surrounded by a layer of blood-colored mist all year round.

Although this mountain range is home to many spiritual fruits and herbs that are very useful for practicing blood magic skills, due to the existence of this layer of blood-colored mist, even high-level monks find it difficult to penetrate deep.

It is said that in the depths of the mountains, the blood-colored mist is so thick that even demon cultivators who return to the void will be corroded and their bones will be corroded, and they will die horribly.

Fortunately, it is unknown whether it is the power of heaven and earth or the fault of ancient incomplete forbidden creations, which causes this layer of blood-colored mist to fade every hundred years, thus becoming a carnival feast for nearby monks.

Basically every hundred years when the Blood Peak Mountains opens, a large number of monks go into the depths of the Blood Peak Mountains without fear of life and death, collect elixirs, kill blood beasts, and exchange for cultivation resources.

Now, this opportunity has not yet arrived. There are only some low-level monks who rely on special skills and magic weapons to make a living outside the mountains.

At this time, a mighty demon convoy arrived outside the mountain range.

The monks wearing black armor turned out to be high-level demons, and their worst cultivation was at the early stage of returning to the void.

They held long swords and flags, guarding a huge spiritual ship in the middle.

On the deck of the ship, there was an aura that seemed like destruction and anger, carrying the terrifying power of the late-stage integration, sweeping almost everything.

The owner of this aura is a huge demon over three feet tall.

This demon is all indigo, has two heads, four arms, three eyes on his forehead, and wears a white bone lotus crown on his head. He is none other than the Wrathful Demon King, one of the six new demon kings!

It looked at the huge Blood Peak Mountains and roared: "Demon King Zi Zi, must die!"

After the Wrathful Demon King finished roaring, he looked down again.

On one side of the deck, there were still a dozen demon cultivators who had returned to the void and reached perfection.

These demons come from different races, and some of them seem to be transformed from humans. The only similarity is probably that they have similar auras of demonic power.

"Those of you who have practiced the 'He transforms into the Zi Zi Tian Zi to control the true demonic art of all spirits' should know very well that until the Zi Zai Tian Zi dies, you will never be able to advance to the seventh level of integration!"
Chapter completed!