Capítulo 912: Chapter 923: Celestial Emperor’s Army
The person who climbed up the Desolate Mountain to devour the old man alive was none other than An Beisan.
Back when An Beisan was shattered by the purple lightning conjured by the Long Feather, only a wisp of Essence Blood remained, transforming into an earthworm that fled down Mount Fuji.
This earthworm crept into the body of a mortal, taking control of its mortal form.
Next, An Beisan began searching everywhere for Demon Cultivators, aiming to devour them to restore his power.
However, as a re mortal now, trying to devour Demon Cultivators was akin to striking a stone with an egg.
Thus, An Beisan could only seek out those Demon Cultivators who had trained with the Black Dragon Order and were isolated individuals.
He searched for a long ti, but the Demon Cultivators he found were either gathered in groups or hadn’t trained with the Black Dragon Order.
Until later, An Beisan discovered the old man cultivating on the Desolate Mountain, leading to the scene of devouring the old man alive on the mountain.
After consuming the old man, An Beisan collected the Black Dragon Order from the old man’s body and then swiftly descended the mountain, heading towards the gathering place of Demon Cultivators.
Now, possessing the cultivation of a Demon Cultivator, An Beisan no longer needed to hide. Below a Demon Master, he could devour without fear.
Gradually, on Fukushima, one of the Three Islands of Japan, a terrifying cannibal monster appeared, specializing in devouring Demon Cultivators alive.
Initially, he only consud the powers of Demon Masters and Demon Warriors, but later, even Demon Kings weren’t spared. In the end, even a Demon Emperor was devoured alive by the monster.
Though the Demon Cultivators once united against this cannibal monster, even gathering thousands or tens of thousands, they’d be defeated, and most would end up in the belly of the monster.
For a ti, the Demon Cultivators on Fukushima were in a state of panic, fleeing towards the other two islands.
At this mont, in the skies above Fukushima, a man covered in blood stood suspended in mid-air.
This man appeared to be about thirty years old, very young and robust, but his appearance was exceptionally unfamiliar. However, from his body emanated the sa terrifying aura as An Beisan.
This young man was indeed An Beisan.
At this ti, after devouring a thousand people, An Beisan had finally fully restored his power.
Standing in mid-air, watching the fleeing Demon Cultivators around, An Beisan couldn’t help but laugh wildly, “Hahaha, my power is finally restored. Next, I shall reassemble the Celestial Emperor’s Army.”
With that, An Beisan’s body flickered as he flew towards the brightly lit city district in the distance.
In the blink of an eye, An Beisan flew to the most bustling location above the city district.
It was nightti, the sky extrely dark, and in one corner of the city, only a stadium was brightly lit, crowded with noise and commotion.
Inside this stadium, no less than ten thousand people gathered, with a stage set in the center, where a young woman scantily clad was both dancing and singing.
Having devoured a thousand people, An Beisan absorbed not only their cultivation but also their mories.
Therefore, from the mory of one of the Demon Warriors, An Beisan learned that the young woman was the popular Japanese singer—Bing Qipu.
Seeing over ten thousand people gathered in the stadium, An Beisan showed a faint smile, saying, “This is excellent, let first recruit these people as my own.”
Inside the stadium, countless young people were shouting and clamorously dancing along with Bing Qipu on stage.
Seeing An Beisan flying from mid-air, everyone lifted their heads, surprised and delighted at the sight of An Beisan.
“Is there a flying man performance?”
“So sensational, amazing!”
“How did he fly into the air? Is he on wires?”
These people voiced their doubts, but beca even more excited, shouting loudly.
Bing Qipu, however, felt a bit strange; she hadn’t arranged any flying man performance.
Under the gaze of the crowd, An Beisan raised his hand, took out a Storage Bag, and tossed it towards the crowd on the ground.
As the bag shattered mid-air, over ten thousand Black Dragon Orders cascaded out.
Seeing the ten thousand Black Dragon Orders, An Beisan couldn’t help but feel a bit annoyed as he thought, “I once cultivated eighty thousand of these Black Dragon Orders. Who’d have thought I’d only find over ten thousand now. But even so, over ten thousand is enough.”
As An Beisan muttered to himself, suddenly, the ten thousand Black Dragon Orders fell to the ground.
With countless “boom” sounds resonating, the ten thousand Black Dragon Orders abruptly exploded, and suddenly, streams of black smoke surged towards the crowd.
Seeing the black smoke approach, the over ten thousand people thought it was rely another prop for the performance, thus watched calmly as the smoke enveloped them, so even plunging into the black smoke.
The smoke slowly infiltrated their bodies through their nasal passages, and before long, the black smoke, ford from the Black Dragon Orders, completely vanished.
Seeing this, An Beisan coldly smirked, saying, “My first ten-thousand strong army is about to appear.”
The over ten thousand people observed An Beisan standing in the sky, besides casting down black smoke, he neither danced nor sang, leading them to feel so disdain, with so directly pointing at An Beisan and shouting.
Just then, An Beisan’s body slowly spoke, “My ten-thousand strong army, prepare to be reborn.”
With those words, An Beisan slowly descended onto the stage, standing beside Bing Qipu.
Bing Qipu frowned, whispered to An Beisan, “Get off, there’s no performance of yours arranged here.”
Yet An Beisan rely smiled faintly and said, “You are wrong, today’s performance is all mine.”
With those words, An Beisan raised a hand, striking Bing Qipu’s chest with his palm.
Bing Qipu’s chest imdiately exploded, forming a hole, her body collapsing with a “thud” onto the ground.
Despite witnessing this, the over ten thousand people instead cheered excitedly.
But just as they started cheering, An Beisan lifted his palm, aid at the over ten thousand people, releasing streams of black energy towards them.
As the first stream of black energy touched soone, their chest blasted open, and the corpse fell instantly.
Initially, the crowd still cheered excitedly, but upon realizing that those around them were genuinely being blown to death, not acting, they scread in terror and began fleeing in all directions.
For a ti, chaos engulfed the entire stadium.
Yet, there was no escaping An Beisan’s attacks, stream after stream of black energy fell constantly, accurately piercing through each person’s body.
The number of standing people in the stadium dwindled, and in a short while, everyone within the stadium collapsed in pools of blood.
The stadium’s lights continued flickering, the speakers still blaring, yet no sound erged from living human beings.
Though the music remained noisy, an indescribable eerie silence perated the stadium.
Slowly, Bing Qipu in the center of the stage rose from the ground, the wound on her chest entirely healed.
Upon standing, Bing Qipu knelt beside An Beisan, her voice sounded chanically, “Greetings, Master.”
At this point, everyone within the stadium stood as well, kneeling before An Beisan.
Just over ten thousand people, a sea of darkness, collectively shouted, “Greetings, Master.”
An Beisan laughed triumphantly, “Hahaha, everyone, enter the city, expand my Celestial Emperor’s Army.”
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