"What is this scent?" Suddenly, his eyes narrowed and he halted, sensing an extraordinary aura.
It's slightly fragrant yet mixed with a faint sll of blood, drifting in the wind.
Lu Qingshan felt suspicious and followed the direction of this unusual scent.
His perception was not incorrect, and soon, he arrived deep within a mountain range.
This place was extraordinary; there was a Blood Pool, and around it, many large dicinal plants emitting Blood Light.
What's most remarkable was the ancient tree planted in the center of the Blood Pool, straight and strong, entirely golden, yet the fruits it bore were blood-red, more intense than a blood moon.
At first glance, this ancient tree was incredibly dazzling and rare, so much so that Lu Qingshan's attention was imdiately drawn to it.
Soon, Lu Qingshan reacted, showing a different expression.
Because, around the Blood Pool, there was a gathering of powerful Demonic Cultivators.
With just a glance, Lu Qingshan recognized these Demonic Cultivators as from the Asura Clan—this race's appearance was too distinctive. Asura n are all hideously shaped, fierce and savage, while Asura won are stunningly beautiful, alluring, and enchanting.
Of course, when it cos to combat power, there's not much difference. The Asura, regardless of gender, are all skilled and eager warriors.
These Asura were all descendants of the purest bloodlines within the Asura Clan, holding high status.
They were gathered here because this location was one of the treasures of the Asura Clan, known as the Vajra Pool, and the ancient tree growing in the pool bore the Golden Sun Fruits.
The Golden Sun Fruit matures once every three hundred years, and eating it can enhance flesh and blood, aiding in forming a Divine Demon Body. It's a treasured fruit never shared outside the Asura Clan.
However, once the fruit is picked, it dissolves automatically within three quarters of an hour. Hence, these young Demonic Cultivators of extraordinary blood gather here, waiting for the Golden Sun Fruit to mature, discussing major events.
The biggest event currently in the Black Armor Domain is undoubtedly the preparation for war.
"This ti, King Luohu will definitely break through Guangling Pass and lead us Asura into the Human Realm!"
"We've endured for twenty thousand years. The battle must be fought. What Northern Barbarian Demon Clan, what War Demon Clan—they're still cowering in fear. How can they have the nerve to be on par with our Asura Clan?"
"Heart Demon Clan? A bunch of sneaky rats hiding in the dark, failing is only expected. Our Asura Clan is unbeatable, beyond the reach of the Heart Demon Clan!"
They are young, so naturally, they are arrogant.
The Heart Demon Clan, who acted first but suffered a crushing defeat, they viewed as aiming too high. anwhile, the other Six Great Holy Demon Clans still hesitating, they're dismissed as cowardly.
In their eyes, the Asura Clan is the most formidable, the number one in the world.
Such confidence from young people is a good thing for a race.
But for them personally, it's another matter.
"Guangling Pass should have been broken long ago; the Human Realm belongs to our Demon Race. Such a weak Human Race has held out until now. After the Ancestral Patriarch Xia vanished, the Human Race should've been annihilated." These Asura showed utter contempt towards the Human Race, rebellious and disdainful of everything.
Of course, this kind of speech is based on their own powerful strength rather than blind arrogance.
"Human Race won are truly soft and tender. Though not as beautiful as our Asura won, their delicate nature is truly irresistible." A hideous Asura man licked his lips, sighing.
Asura won are beautiful but each has a fierce tiger-like temperant. By contrast, the gentle Human Race won beca imnsely tempting to him.
The more violent the character, the more attracted they are to calm and gentle opposites.
"Don't worry; once Guangling Pass is broken, you'll have your fun." Another Asura man grinned viciously.
"Won, won, you trifling humans only know such trivial matters. With war stirring now, it's the ti to achieve great things. Our current status reflects the brilliance of our ancestors' battle rits, but how our descendants will fare depends on us!" An Asura woman spoke disdainfully, her eyes blazing with wildness.
This group of young Asura were loudly discussing.
Each was a strong figure, a peerless genius, the future of the Asura.
But as they remained unaware, Lu Qingshan had arrived, overlooking them, listening to their conversation, not becoming angry but his eyes flashing.
These, by the looks of it, are big fish, elites among the young generation of the Asura Clan normally spread across different locations; today's gathering is extraordinary, bringing them all together.
And if today, they can be suppressed, it's undoubtedly a severe blow to the Asura Clan—a race's outstanding young generation is extrely important.
Boom!
Lu Qingshan said nothing, and a Sword Light was unsheathed.
The thick Demonic Qi ford a massive misty sword descending from the sky.
Demon Suppressing!
Before entering the Abyss, Lu Qingshan had already decided; this ti he would only wield the Demon Suppressing.
Firstly, for demon eradication, "Little Brother" ranks first, even Lieque must concede.
Secondly, Lu Qingshan has even deeper intentions.
Flying Upwards Dragon Sparrow can create a decoy tactic, deception strategies.
What about Flying Upwards Demon Suppressing?
That's right, this combination can create the illusion of a conflict within the Demon Race.
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