Chapter 27: The Resurgence of the Demonic Dragon Devouring Art

The Night Demon Ancestor is in a magnificent mood. As for those two blockheads, Wu Zuo and Wu You, no matter how he looks at them now, he considers them both talents and, quite frankly, "good people." They had appeared with such blustering arrogance, only to inexplicably turn on each other in a brawl. When he bound them together without the slightest effort, he even felt a faint flush of shame, as if this victory were somehow unworthy.

After injecting two more wisps of demonic energy into their bodies, the Night Demon Ancestor finally spoke: "Little things, tell me, was it you who helped the junior of the Wu family open up this vast space of consciousness?"

"Little things???"

Upon hearing themselves addressed as "little things," Wu Zuo and Wu You roared in unison, "You old scoundrel, who do you think you’re talking to, your grandfather?"

That they dared to resist while being prisoners was quite unexpected. The Night Demon Ancestor said in a deep voice, "Little things, I advise you to be sensible, or you will suffer for it today."

Immediately, a wisp of demonic energy in his hand transformed into a long black whip. Without another word, he lashed out, striking both Wu Zuo and Wu You several times.

It must be said that after those few lashes, the two grew much clearer-headed. They glanced at each other with expressions of mutual blame, as if saying, "It’s all your fault; if you hadn’t been messing around, we wouldn’t be in this predicament."

Seeing their expressions, the Night Demon Ancestor found them truly childish and delivered another lash to each. "Little things, you had best behave and answer my questions honestly, or this time next year will be your death anniversary."

Wu Shu saw all of this clearly. Watching the Night Demon Ancestor use threats against them, Wu Shu did not intend to use the Ancestor’s hand to test their loyalty.

He appeared not far from the Night Demon Ancestor and looked at him coldly. "Night Demon Ancestor, you certainly have a big mouth," Wu Shu said calmly.

Seeing Wu Shu appear, the Night Demon Ancestor laughed. "Boy, I didn't think you’d dare show yourself. I thought you were so afraid that you had already fled far away and gone into hiding."

The Night Demon Ancestor was unexpectedly excited to see Wu Shu in person. If it were any other member of the Demon race, the sheer scale of the consciousness space would have completely intimidated them. That the Ancestor reacted this way clearly meant he had an ace up his sleeve.

Knowing the Ancestor had other tricks, Wu Shu was not in a hurry. "Night Demon Ancestor, I know you are calculating, but in my eyes, those little clever tricks of yours could only fool the juniors of the Shadow Demon clan."

As the Night Demon Ancestor, he had joined the Shadow Demon clan’s expedition to the Giant Elephant Mountain Range disguised as a specter. That Wu Shu noticed this caused the Ancestor to hold him in much higher regard; for one so young to possess such keen observational skills was truly exceptional.

Since Wu Shu had seen through his scheme, the Night Demon Ancestor did not bother to deny it. "Boy, I didn't expect someone so young to be so meticulous. However, I wonder if your strength matches your arrogance."

Wu Shu replied with cold disdain, "Oh? Is that so? I would very much like to see what kind of surprise you, a clan ancestor, can bring me."

Their words were sharp as knives; they were on the verge of a life-or-death battle.

Casting a glance around at the space he intended to claim for himself, the Night Demon Ancestor said in a consoling tone, "Boy, take a good look at this place while you still can."

Wu Shu returned only a cold, dismissive stare. The Ancestor continued, "I must say, meeting you this time is a pleasant surprise from the heavens."

Wu Shu shook his head with a bitter smile. "So much chatter. You ancestors really are old, and you refuse to believe it."

"Ignite!"

"Soul-Extinguishing Profound Sword!"

Not wanting to waste any more breath, Wu Shu launched his attack.

Upon seeing the sky filled with sharp blades summoned by Wu Shu’s casual gesture, the Night Demon Ancestor immediately realized he had underestimated his opponent.

"Hold!"

"Die!"

Within his own consciousness—though still sealed—Wu Shu felt a sense of ease in manipulating his spiritual power.

After being frozen by Wu Shu’s command, the Night Demon Ancestor initially sneered, but after several failed attempts to break free, his expression changed. He watched as the sea of swords raced toward him.

The Night Demon Ancestor let out a thunderous roar: "Damnable brat! Die!"

"Heaven-Devouring Earth-Escaping Technique, Devour!"

As the Ancestor unleashed his technique, a massive black phantom appeared behind him, quickly solidifying and snapping its jaws at the incoming Soul-Extinguishing Profound Swords.

After devouring countless blades, the black phantom smacked its lips, as if it had just snacked on a delicacy and was still hungry.

Having effortlessly blocked the attack, the phantom inhaled around the Ancestor, instantly freeing him from his paralysis.

The Night Demon Ancestor boasted, "Boy, didn't expect that, did you? Before the absolute power of an ancestor, all your means of resistance are but futile struggles."

Wu Shu, however, remained mocking. "Good, very good. Please, continue. Super-Ignite, Soul-Extinguishing Profound Sword!"

With a flash, an even greater number of blades filled the sky.

Without giving the Ancestor a chance to react, Wu Shu commanded, "Mystic Gate!"

In the next moment, the massive Soul-Extinguishing swords surrounded the Night Demon Ancestor. To Wu Shu’s surprise, the technique was truly bizarre; the black shadow manifested an incredible power, keeping the blades at a fixed distance.

The black shadow opened its maw, slowly swallowing the swords one by one. What infuriated Wu Shu even more was that after consuming this wave, the phantom let out a satisfied burp.

Seeing his opponent devour his attack, Wu Shu spoke again. "Soul-Ignite, Soul-Extinguishing Profound Sword!"

When three exaggeratedly large swords appeared in the space of consciousness, the Night Demon Ancestor could not believe his eyes. An indescribable pressure descended from the sky.

Faced with such a shocking sight, the Ancestor knew he had to go all out. He roared toward the heavens, "Hahaha... War Ancestor, my goal in coming here was none other than the Black Demonic Energy within your body! Earth-Escaping, Black Demonic Energy, appear!"

As the Ancestor utilized the power of his technique, the Black Demonic Energy within Wu Zhan, who was in the Zhenyue Hall, suddenly surged. As a Night-Walking Beast bit into Wu Zhan, the energy flowed through the beast's mouth and vanished into thin air, reappearing directly within Wu Shu’s consciousness. With a beckoning gesture, the Night Demon Ancestor took control of the energy.

With the aid of the Black Demonic Energy, the Ancestor’s strength surged visibly. The shadow behind him, previously only tens of meters tall, now loomed over a hundred meters high.

Wu Shu felt a headache coming on. Even though he could tap into over ten thousand years of spiritual power, if he could not kill the Ancestor in one strike, all his attacks would be in vain; the Ancestor could simply keep devouring his power.

"Sigh," Wu Shu muttered, glancing at Wu Zuo and Wu You, who were now completely under the Ancestor’s control. "Your minds still need tempering. As it stands, I shall have to suppress you both beneath Saint Son Mountain."

"Divine-Ignite, Soul-Extinguishing Profound Sword!"

As Wu Shu channeled the power of Divine-Ignition, his body began to radiate golden light. The clear sky trembled, and with a thunderous crack, an enormous golden sword tore through the void.

Seeing a weapon that defied his understanding, the Night Demon Ancestor broke into a cold sweat. Even with his devouring technique, he worried about how to withstand this blow.

He had a sudden inspiration and threatened, "Boy, you are strong, but if you want to fight to the death, consider this: your two precious servants are under my control. I wonder if their bodies can block this sword for me?"

Wu Shu didn’t even glance at him. "Mystic Gate!"

The three giant swords led the charge, the golden blade trailing closely behind, appearing directly above the Ancestor.

Feeling the sheer terror radiating from the golden sword at such close range, the Ancestor felt suffocated. Knowing he would perish if he didn't use his full strength, he snarled, "Brat, I’ll fight you to the end!"

"Heaven-Devouring Earth-Escaping Technique, Demonic Dragon Devouring Art!"

The black shadow behind the Ancestor revealed its true form: a black dragon hundreds of meters long, shielding him.

Under the Ancestor’s control, Wu Zuo and Wu You unleashed a formation. Wu Shu was surprised; even in their current state, they were able to manifest a Holy Seal.

In his memory, even while fully conscious, it was difficult for them to manifest a Holy Seal in an instant.

It was precisely this momentary delay caused by the Holy Seal that allowed the Night Demon Ancestor to execute his dragon technique.

Seeing the Ancestor use the Demonic Dragon Devouring Art, Wu Shu frowned in confusion. If the Black Demonic Energy in the War Ancestor’s bloodline was a curse, why could the phantom of that energy use such a forbidden technique?

Could there be other secrets hidden within the War Ancestor?

He thought back to how the Night Demon Ancestor had only dared to come to the Giant Elephant Mountain Range after infiltrating the Shadow Demon clan. How did he know the secrets of this place? None of this could be a mere coincidence.