The Imperial Martial Pill Venerable

"That is... a Demon Seed!" Huaa Que’s expression instantly turned grim. A cold, killing intent radiated from him, causing Qin Yuxiang and Leng Ningshuang to shudder. They looked at Huaa Que in confusion, wondering what had made him lose his composure.

Qin Ya stared at the black mist seeping from Qin Yunlong’s body. A flash of surprise crossed his face, quickly replaced by revulsion. "Hmph. To think that the seemingly distinguished Qin Yunlong would become a lackey for the Demon Race."

"Xiaoya, what’s the connection between this Demon Seed and the Demon Race?" Qin Yuxiang frowned, thinking hard. She had read about the Demon Race in ancient texts, but the Demon Seed was something she had never heard of.

The Demon Race was an inherently bloodthirsty and brutal race that lived in a place within the Azure Sky Realm known as the Abyss. For countless years, they have been the mortal enemies of the Human Race. History was filled with tragic wars fought against them, and countless human ancestors had died in those battles.

Through the efforts of countless generations, the Human Race finally managed to seal most of the Demon Race beneath the Abyss. However, a portion of them still moved about among humans. After so many years, they had never given up on their goal of annihilating the Human Race and unsealing the Abyss.

Therefore, any member of the Demon Race found was to be killed without mercy! 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

This was an ironclad law in the Human Race’s Cultivation Realm!

As for the Demon Seed, it was a method invented by a Demon Race prodigy ten thousand years ago. This method could subtly transform a human into one of their kind, but only if the human willingly accepted it. Otherwise, it was useless.

However, being implanted with a Demon Seed granted talent far beyond the reach of an ordinary person. This led many people, blinded by greed, to voluntarily transform. Over the years, an unknown number of people had been converted, allowing the Demon Race’s power to grow.

And Qin Yunlong was clearly one of those blinded by greed... a Demon.

After he finished explaining the origin of the Demon Seed, Qin Yuxiang was filled with indignation. "Hmph. To think he’d give up being human to become a Demon."

"Sister Yuu Xiang is right," Leng Ningshuang said, nodding in agreement.

The black mist slowly dissipated, revealing Qin Yunlong’s figure. His appearance had changed drastically. His once-handsome face was now covered in scale-like Demon Patterns, and his eyes brimmed with an utterly cruel killing intent. He looked ferocious and terrifying.

"You forced me to use the power of the Demon Seed. You all deserve to die!" The Demon Patterns on Qin Yunlong’s face glowed faintly. In the next instant, his figure vanished. The two Elders lost sight of him. Just as they braced themselves, a sudden chill enveloped them, nearly freezing their very spirits.

The two men dodged to the side in an instant. Out of the corners of their eyes, they saw Qin Yunlong abruptly appear where they had just been standing. Their hearts pounded. ’He’s so fast! At least twice as fast as before.’

"This is bad!"

While they were still in shock, Qin Yunlong’s figure vanished again. The Third Elder’s eyes darted around and quickly locked onto his target, less than two meters away. He could even see the Demon Patterns on Qin Yunlong’s face spreading further.

The Third Elder’s pupils constricted. With an angry roar, he unleashed dozens of palm strikes in an instant.

"Die!" Qin Yunlong sneered and threw a palm strike. A wave of immense power instantly engulfed the Third Elder. He let out a wretched scream as his body was blasted into a bloody pulp.

"This is what you get for going against..." Qin Yunlong had barely begun his sentence when a longsword pierced through his chest. Crimson blood streamed down the dragon-engraved blade, dripping onto the ground. He recognized this sword; it was the Wandering Dragon Sword.

However, the one wielding the Wandering Dragon Sword was not Patriarch Li, Li Heyu, but the Fifth Elder who had consumed the Bloodthirsty Pill.

The Fifth Elder’s eyes were wide with fury as he stared coldly at Qin Yunlong. Li Heyu had tossed him the sword just moments before. The power of a Third-Grade Profound Soldier was enough to inflict a fatal wound. He continuously poured his True Essence into the blade, and countless slivers of Sword Qi erupted, carving one gash after another into the Demon’s body.

"ARGH!!" Qin Yunlong roared toward the heavens!

Extreme rage caused the Demon Patterns on his face to expand once more. He had never suffered such a grievous injury since obtaining the Demon Seed. ’Unforgivable!’

Qin Yunlong suddenly grabbed the Wandering Dragon Sword with one hand. With his other arm, he drew back his elbow and rammed it backward, striking the Fifth Elder square in the chest. CRACK! The sound of breaking bone. The Fifth Elder gave a wretched smile. "Let’s die together!"

With that, he frantically poured out his True Essence. Following a dragon’s roar, the Wandering Dragon Sword blazed with a brilliant white light. Countless streams of Sword Qi erupted from the radiance, engulfing both Qin Yunlong and the Fifth Elder. Suddenly, a rain of blood sprayed everywhere!

"Did they take each other down?" Li Heyu murmured, a flicker of joy in his eyes. ’If Qin Yunlong is dead, the Qin Family will be a toothless tiger. Forget them annexing the Li Family—we might even be able to annex them instead!’ The thought made his heart race with excitement.

"Yunlong." In contrast to Li Heyu’s delight, Qin Hai’s expression was grim. Qin Yunlong was not only his son but also the pillar of the Qin Family. His death would be an immeasurable loss.

As the smoke and dust gradually settled, everyone craned their necks to see. The fate of these two men would decide the very survival of their families.

"That’s... that’s..."

Suddenly, Li Heyu’s pupils constricted, and the other Li Family Elders’ faces filled with terror. The members of the Qin Family, on the other hand, were ecstatic, their eyes shining with reverence.

A figure stood there, drenched in blood, holding the Wandering Dragon Sword. At his feet lay a mangled, bloody corpse. The one who survived was Qin Yunlong.

His features had already returned to normal. In the instant the Sword Qi had descended, he had used all the power of the Demon Seed to form a True Essence Inner Armor, which was how he had survived. Even so, he was still grievously wounded.

Still, he had survived. The thought filled him with boundless joy. ’The path of a Martial Artist is paved with countless life-or-death crises, but great fortune can be found on the brink of death.’ He could feel the bottleneck in his cultivation beginning to loosen.

’As long as I go into seclusion after this, I’m certain I can break through to the next level.’

"Qin Yunlong... he’s not dead." Li Heyu ground his teeth. They had sacrificed three Elders who took the Bloodthirsty Pill, and he was *still* alive. "Can it be? Do the heavens truly wish for the destruction of my Li Family?"

"Heh heh, you’re a hard man to kill, Qin Yunlong." At that moment, a mocking voice rang out. A black shadow flashed before their eyes, and a black-robed man wearing a silver mask appeared before them.

"Who are you?" Qin Yunlong asked coldly, his guard raised. In this man’s presence, he felt a bone-deep chill, as if he were being watched by a venomous snake. It was an extremely unsettling feeling.

"The one who’s here to kill you!"

The black-robed man gave a cold smile, and a jet-black spear suddenly appeared in his hand. He thrust it forward, and in that instant, the wind stood still.

To the onlookers, that simple thrust seemed like the most profound martial arts technique in existence. It contained an indescribable Great Trend that left them all utterly stunned.

The hair on Qin Yunlong’s body stood on end. He wanted to dodge, but the spear was too fast. It was so fast that by the time the thought to dodge even formed in his mind, the spear had already pierced his chest.

"Just who... are you?!"