I Only Stomp on Weaklings

What’s going on?

Has Ji Hongxin from the Ji Family gone mad, kneeling before a Fire Flood Dragon and calling it "Master"?

Chen Ming found the scene rather bizarre.

According to historical records, during the Ancient Era ten thousand years ago, demon beasts roamed everywhere in this world. Later, humanity became the dominant force in this world.

In the Longevity Immortal Dynasty, there were many records of nobles raising demon beasts.

It is said that the Emperor of Eternal Life had a favored concubine who was a descendant of the demon royal family.

Until recent times, the demon clan finally went extinct, and many believed they only existed in legends.

"Could it be that the Ji Family has the bloodline of the demon clan? That’s why they have a natural worship for the demon clan?"

Chen Ming speculated in his heart.

"It’s you!"

Suddenly, a maiden dressed in palace attire, hiding far away, shouted excitedly, "It was you who betrayed my father!"

This maiden was indeed the nominal daughter of the Sea Suppression King, Princess Mingyu.

It seemed she genuinely regarded herself as the Sea Suppression King’s daughter.

"Betrayed?"

Ji Hongxin reacted as if he had heard a joke, "I merely used him. If it weren’t for me, how would he have known about the existence of the Longevity Mysterious Tomb? How could he have come here?"

As the crowd listened, they grew increasingly uneasy, feeling the situation was becoming more peculiar. So Ji Hongxin was the instigator of everything?

What exactly is he trying to accomplish?

One of the Golden Robe Admirals of the Six Gates, with a wound across his chest, shouted, "Ji Hongxin, are you crazy? Actually recognizing a beast as your master?"

Ji Hongxin didn’t get angry, merely sneered, "What do you know?"

After speaking, he ignored the others and fervently addressed the Fire Flood Dragon, "Master, is there anyone among these people whose body you fancy?"

The enormous Fire Flood Dragon lay on the ground, its wounds continually bleeding, drenching the earth like red magma. It raised its head, and its remaining eye shimmered with a faint purple light, scanning over everyone present.

Even Chen Ming, a hundred meters away, felt a chilling gaze sweep over him, his heart trembling with fear, as if his entire being was exposed.

Senior Brother Zhu of the Blood Demon Sect observed the scene, and his expression slightly changed before exclaiming, "It’s the Immortal Demon Venerable!"

What?

Once these words were said, many present had their expressions change drastically.

An elder shouted loudly, "Impossible, hasn’t the Immortal Demon Venerable always been suppressed at the summit of Sky Extreme Mountain?"

"Could it be a remnant of the Undying Demon Sect from back then?"

"No wonder Ji Hongxin committed such heinous acts, turns out he became the puppet of the Undying Demon Sect."

"..."

...

Chen Ming quietly asked Yu Haitang beside him, "What’s the story behind this Immortal Demon Venerable?"

His knowledge in this area was indeed limited; he had no choice, his cultivation had increased too rapidly, leaving little time to expand his understanding.

Yu Haitang had a solemn expression and transmitted, "In the Longevity Sect, there are six Demon Venerables, and the Immortal Demon Venerable is one of them. Back in the day, he obtained the Longevity Technique from the fourth mysterious tomb and thus cultivated the Undying Demon Soul, becoming an eternal existence and founding the Undying Demon Sect.

"The Undying Demon Soul can split into Split Souls to parasitize others, unknowingly turning them into puppets. They obey only the soul’s orders, extremely terrifying. In the previous dynasty, this Immortal Demon Venerable was suppressed by the Demon Suppression Bureau at the summit of Sky Extreme Mountain."

So he is a Demon Venerable of the Longevity Sect!

That can be said to be one of the highest figures in this world.

Chen Ming noticed the two Golden Robe Admirals from the Six Gates turning pale as paper, devoid of any blood color, one of them even quietly retreating with Princess Mingyu.

He felt his scalp tingle, observing their reactions, a foreboding sense rose in his heart.

Damn it, could I really be hitting the jackpot here?

...

"Trying to escape? Too late!"

Ji Hongxin laughed wildly, and everyone suddenly realized that the nine pillars were emitting a red glow, forming a massive barrier that enveloped everyone within.

The Golden Robe protecting Princess Mingyu accelerated sharply, arriving at the barrier, drawing a long blade, and slashing with full force.

A terrifying power erupted.

This man was actually First Grade!

The slash containing the full power of a First Grade expert struck the barrier, merely flickering slightly before calming down.

Seeing the reaction of this First Grade of the Six Gates, everyone who wasn’t too dense realized something and scattered in panic.

Ji Hongxin did not stop them, still kneeling before the Fire Flood Dragon, completely unconcerned they might escape.

In the Fire Flood Dragon’s monocular eye, the purple glow became increasingly prominent, gradually forming a human figure.

Finally, the figure took shape, seemingly solid but also like a shadow, giving an incredibly eerie feeling.

The gravely injured Fire Flood Dragon appeared lifeless, collapsing to the ground.

Suddenly, the purple shadow shot out, flying towards a direction—precisely where the only intact First Grade among those present, the Golden Robe Admiral guarding Princess Mingyu stood.

"No—"

The Golden Robe cleaved at the purple shadow but struck nothingness.

The purple shadow penetrated right through, entering between his brows.

He seemed to have been hit by a Body-Fixing Technique, frozen in that motion.

Then, Mr. Jin shouted, "Quick, kill him, or we’ll all perish here."

Those who reached First Grade are decisive individuals, nearly simultaneously striking. Even Ling Qiyang, though heavily injured from assault, joined in.

Senior Brother Zhu of the Blood Demon Sect also swung a blade.

No one knew better than him how terrifying the Immortal Demon Venerable was. Being from the same Longevity Sect, they understood each other’s methods and styles thoroughly.

Within the Longevity Sect, there are six sects that constantly fight among themselves.

Not to mention inter-sect ties, even members of the same sect kill one another. This is commonplace in the Longevity Sect.

Among them, the Immortal Demon Venerable is the most terrifying existence. If controlled by its Split Soul, it truly is a fate worse than death.

...

Chen Ming felt numb; this caliber of battle was beyond his involvement. If the Mingfeng Sword returned to full power, it might injure a First Grade.

For now, it’s better to conserve energy.

"Let’s go."

At this moment, Yu Haitang grabbed him and, taking advantage of no one noticing, flew towards the Fire Flood Dragon.

To be precise, it was the golden flame beside the Fire Flood Dragon.

Along with him, Deng Ziyang also took action, pouncing on several corpses on the ground, three of Second Grade, and two of First Grade.

For him, these freshly deceased corpses were the most precious.

He set his sights on a Second Grade corpse, embedding the "Blood God Pearl" into it, devouring everything inside.

"Hmph!"

The actions of Yu Haitang and Chen Ming were noticed by Ji Hongxin, whose eyes glowed with a faint purple light, and he casually slapped out his palm.

In his view, two little Third Grade guys could be killed with a flick of his wrist.

That palm transformed into a massive Gang Yuan Hand, striking down towards Chen Ming and Yu Haitang.

Chen Ming’s heart tightened, as though facing a great enemy, just trying to pull Yu Haitang away, but couldn’t move her.

What was going on?

He was astonished to find that Yu Haitang’s entire aura had changed, an exuberant vitality burst forth, rapidly surpassing the threshold of First Grade, giving an unfathomable feeling.

A tender shoot appeared above her head, seemingly real yet like a phantom. The feeling it gave was extremely peculiar.

From that shoot, Chen Ming felt the greatness of life.

Yu Haitang raised her hand, and that Gang Yuan Hand dissipated. Ji Hongxin, ten yards away, didn’t even have time to let out a sound, his body instantly turning into a blood mist.

Faintly, it was as if a shrill scream was heard.

A First Grade powerhouse died just like that, cleanly and thoroughly.

Chen Ming was dumbfounded. What kind of power was this?

After dealing with Ji Hongxin, Yu Haitang took a step, pulling Chen Ming to flash beside the golden flame, reaching out to grab it.

Sizzle—

The golden flame lit up with a blazing glow, as if resisting Yu Haitang’s power.

For a moment, she couldn’t extract it.

...

Elsewhere, under the assault of everyone, the First Grade Golden Robe met his end, his body hacked into pieces.

Soon, the purple shadow flew again, pouncing on another person.

The person’s face changed drastically, frantically swinging their weapon, but it was to no avail as the purple shadow, seemingly without a physical form, entered his brow.

Then, the attacks from other First Grades followed in succession, similarly slicing him into pieces.

The purple shadow chose another person...

Before long, there were hardly any people left at the scene. As soon as someone got possessed, and before they could be controlled, others would kill them, wishing to chop them into pieces.

It was like a death game; anyone chosen by the purple shadow was sure to die.

Senior Brother Zhu of the Blood Demon Sect died.

Lord Jin of the Six Gates also died.

...

Chen Ming watched, his scalp tingling. These were First Grade powerhouses, yet they were dying one after another, like cutting vegetables.

At this moment, whoever’s cultivation was higher died faster.

Finally, there were hardly any First Grades left, leaving only a critically wounded Ling Qiyang.

The purple shadow seemed to sense something and gave up on the few remaining there, flying off in another direction.

Not good!

Chen Ming saw the purple shadow flying towards them, and his scalp tingled.

BOOM!

At this moment, Yu Haitang finally pulled the golden flame out. Instantly, the ground shook, a crack opened beneath them revealing a vast sea of lava, which erupted upwards as if to devour everything.

"Watch out!"

Chen Ming shouted a loud warning.

The purple shadow was heading towards Yu Haitang.

She calmly lifted the golden flame in her hand, and a blazing light of utmost yang and firmness shone.

The purple shadow was unexpectedly halted, as if it was fixed in place.

At this moment, the attacks of the Second Grade powerhouses present closely followed, targeting Yu Haitang.

Everyone had already formed an instinctive reaction. Anyone marked by the purple shadow was doomed to die.

Yu Haitang, having extracted the golden flame, had already expended vast amounts of power, and her aura had significantly weakened. She raised her hand, barely blocking the attacks of nearly ten Second Grade powerhouses.

The purple shadow took the opportunity to break free from the golden light’s control, turning to rush towards Chen Ming beside Yu Haitang.

Damn it!

Chen Ming cursed inwardly, catching sight of those Second Grades preparing to focus their attack on him. He let go of Yu Haitang’s hand and, against all odds, dodged the pounce of the purple shadow.

At the same time, he also avoided the lethal attacks of the Second Grades.

The "Phoenix Dance of the World" body technique was executed to its utmost.

He was fast, but the purple shadow was even faster.

While still in mid-air, the purple shadow caught up with him and entered his brow.

Chen Ming’s body stiffened, losing control, falling straight towards the lava sea in the crevice.

"No!"

Above him, a heartbreaking cry rang out. Chen Ming smiled bitterly inside. Was this the end?

Just as his consciousness was about to be submerged by the purple light, suddenly golden light burst forth, a golden flame appeared, repelling the purple light.

"It’s that golden flame!"

Chen Ming understood something, turning to see Yu Haitang flying rapidly towards him. The tender shoot above her head grew fainter, eventually disappearing.

Her aura also weakened, returning to the Third Grade level.

At this moment, half of Chen Ming’s body was already submerged in lava. A multitude of thoughts flashed through his mind, and in the end, all he could do was raise his hand and unleash one last palm with all his remaining Gang Yuan.

Survive!

Then, he was completely swallowed by the lava.