Chapter 222: Chapter 101: The Mystery! The Terrifying Drought Demon

Empress Dowager Wang turned her head in astonishment, and upon looking, she saw Zhao Chengji was actually escaping, while three eunuchs who had appeared from nowhere were blocking his way.

The eunuchs gripped knives within their sleeves, surrounding the expert who had just reached the Secret Martial Realm.

After a fierce battle, all three eunuchs were wiped out, but Zhao Chengji had vanished without a trace.

Empress Dowager Wang angrily shouted, "Sovereign, don’t be childish, come out, and leave with me!"

However, no matter how much she shouted, Zhao Chengji remained silent.

Seeing the wails of grief approaching from afar, Empress Dowager Wang hurriedly led her people out of the palace, heading west.

In the darkness, Zhao Chengji sat on the stone steps of an abandoned palace, panting heavily as he stared at the distant disaster, clasping his hands together and shouting furiously yet madly, "Buddha, come, come, I will give you everything, just come!"

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Li Xuan watched from afar as panic boiled over the capital, observing the people scrambling to flee, abandoning their homes, and the demonic figure in green robes, long hair unbound, stumbling down Cyan Dragon Avenue in the capital.

The bustling avenue was now completely deserted.

The scorching heat distorted the air.

Li Xuan squinted slightly, deep in thought.

Logically, demons at this level would have awakened their intelligence, and their actions should have a purpose.

The mutant monkey indulged in lust and devoured others; the tiger demon sought to transform more evil spirits; the Skull Flower also aimed to kill and consume people; as for the Rotting Buddha Corpse Rat and the Black Mountain Tuo, they were even more formidable.

So, the Drought Demon was no exception.

But what was the Drought Demon’s purpose?

To eat people?

Over the past few days, Li Xuan had saved many in the Disaster Realm and talked to many people, learning that the Drought Demon did not eat people.

Other motives?

Li Xuan couldn’t figure it out either.

At this moment, as he gazed at the monster in green, a profound and indescribable sense of bewilderment and loneliness arose within him.

The demon’s body remained corporeal, yet its entire form had merged into the current night’s heat, blending into the rapidly cracking earth and dust.

It walked with its head bowed and back hunched, exuding an unspeakable sadness.

’An unspeakable sadness’ was merely an ’appearance’.

This ’appearance’ was Li Xuan’s perception.

Li Xuan felt sadness at this moment.

But he was not sad.

A brief thought made him suddenly realize it was the influence exerted by a being with a high Spirit Attribute.

The Drought Demon was deeply sorrowful and lonely, so these emotions were emanating outward.

’No wonder I’ve met many people who said that anyone who saw the Drought Demon would die in despair.’

’The Drought Demon must be a spirit-type demon, and its Spirit Attribute is very strong, possessing Secret Technique.

Thus... even if I get closer, I cannot sense the strength of its Demonic Qi.

It’s being concealed by it.’

These past days, Li Xuan had traveled far, saved many people, and transformed many dead into evil spirits to serve as his eyes and ears.

Then he discovered something very strange, that he could not locate the Drought Demon through its Demonic Qi.

And now, this issue seemed to have an answer.

The Drought Demon’s Spirit Attribute was so high that it could hide its presence from him.

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Li Xuan currently had four blood slots lit.

One was permanently allocated to the "Rotting Buddha Corpse Rat," while another housed the "Mutant Monkey."

He focused his mind and conjured an Illusion Skill figure wielding a long knife to block the Drought Demon’s path.

The Drought Demon abruptly stopped.

The Illusion Skill figure, in a voice loud enough to be heard for miles around, roared, "I am an Arhat under Buddha. Demon, why have you come here?"

"Home..."

"Go home..."

A strange voice emanated from beneath the Drought Demon’s disheveled black hair.

Li Xuan was taken aback, and the Illusion Skill figure said, "If that’s so, then tell me where your home is, and I’ll send you back."

"Go home..."

"Go home..."

The Drought Demon continued to murmur.

This voice, paired with the ever-present emanating sadness, that powerful spirit-infused sorrow, made Li Xuan feel a sense of empathy.

The Illusion Skill figure said, "Speak, where is your home?"

The Drought Demon seemed unable to speak anything else, only saying, "Go home... go home... home..."

It seemed to speak nothing but these words, more an obsession than a reply.

After speaking this obsession, it suddenly became frenzied and continued walking forward.

Li Xuan naturally wouldn’t let it proceed further. Despite the curiosity and pity growing in his heart due to this sadness, he chose not to delve deeper into the curiosity, much less nurture the pity.

He distanced himself, but the Illusion Skill figure charged fiercely at the Drought Demon.

However, the Drought Demon seemed entirely ignorant of this and continued forward.

Boom!

The Illusion Skill figure suddenly sprinted, with bricks shattering inch by inch, spreading like a spiderweb over the ground.

Its form shattered the air, the knife wind created lightning, pulling a residual shadow, and slashed at the Drought Demon.

The Drought Demon seemed completely indifferent, merely continuing to walk forward.

Li Xuan, who was retreating, squinted.

’Unfazed by my probing?

So confident?

Too reckless, right?’

But just as he thought this, in the next moment, the Drought Demon’s head flew high, spinning and landing behind it.

Li Xuan was astonished.

’What’s going on?’

’Am I too powerful?’

’That’s right, now my Illusion Skill figure is only slightly weaker than me.’

Though thinking, the Illusion Skill figure’s actions weren’t the least bit slow; Li Xuan even infused "Black Mountain Tuo" and "Ordinary Rhinoceros Essence" demonic blood into himself, while lighting incense.

A lion pounces even with full force on a rabbit, let alone... at this moment, he might not be the lion, how could he dare be negligent?

The Illusion Skill figure pounced forward, dismembering the headless Drought Demon.

But for some reason, the Drought Demon had no blood...