Demon's Diary

There was no response from below, and the lake had already calmed down as if nothing had happened.

Liu Ming sneered. A dark mist dragon rose up from his body. With a wave of 1 hand, the mist dragon went into the lake with a clear dragon roar.

“Bang“, a huge water splash rose into the sky!

Amidst the water light, a black figure jumped out. A black mist dragon was chasing tightly behind him.

The black figure waved 1 hand, and several white water balls lit up in front. They flashed and landed on the mist dragon. After a few muffled noises, the mist dragon was blown up.

“You finally show yourself. Why do you sneak attack me for no reason?” Liu Ming recalled the exploded mist dragon into his body with a wave of his hand.

The other party was a rather short man. His whole body was wrapped in black clothes, revealing only a pair of green eyes. He didn’t seem to expect Liu Ming to ask this question, so he couldn’t help but look at him in surprise.

“It seems that you are a newcomer who just came in? If so, then hand over your spirit to me!” The man in black clothes gave a hoarse and weird laugh, then he moved and wanted to attack again.

Upon hearing this, Liu Ming’s gaze at the man immediately showed a hint of sarcasm.

Seeing Liu Ming’s eyes, the man in black clothes had an ominous feeling. He decisively chose to retreat.

But at this moment, a boundless black light suddenly rolled out from behind Liu Ming. In just a moment, it shrouded 100 meters in radius.

The man in black clothes could see nothing as he was trapped inside the Hell Prison. He was frightened as his 5 senses had become fuzzy.

But this person, as a Real Pellet State cultivator, recovered after just in a trance. After a roar, a water light burst from his body, turning into countless water vapours to force back the Hell Prison.

But before he could see the situation outside clearly, a chill intent swept against him. His vision turned upside down all of sudden.

At the moment when his head got of the Hell Prison, it was cut off by an unnoticeable faint golden flying sword. The speed was so fast that he did not feel the slightest pain.

“Puff“, his soul turned into a green light ball and tried to escape into the sky.

But the faint golden flying sword turned and blasted out in dense golden sword qi. The soul was decimated by the overwhelming sword qi.

At this time, Liu Ming waved 1 hand, and the faint golden flying sword flew back into his forehead.

From casting Hell Prison to killing the opponent to retrieving the sword, it was only a few seconds.

At this time, the headless corpse fell from the air; the blood gushing from the neck left a trail of afterimages in the air.

Liu Ming let out a long breath.

He was surprised to be able to kill a Real Pellet State early stage cultivator so easily.

It seemed the strength of this man was considered the lowest level among the Real Pellet State cultivators.

Not only that, the opponent did not expect the strange power of the Hell Prison and the true spirit flying sword’s invisible strike. Otherwise, as long as the man in black clothes used his defensive mean when he was trapped, Liu Ming wouldn’t kill him so easily.

As Liu Ming was thinking, he released a black gas to grab the corpse.

At this moment, the corpse blurred and turned into a ferocious monster with a bird upper body and a fish lower body. His chest was covered with scales.

“It’s a beastkin cultivator.”

Liu Ming murmured to himself. He waved and got the storage talisman covered with scale patterns from the corpse.

As he scanned with Divine Thought, he shook his head in disappointment and put it away.

Apart from a few spirit stones and some ordinary elixirs in this storage talisman, there was nothing valuable. There wasn’t even a superb spiritual weapon.

It seemed that this beastkin cultivator was not really poor, he was very likely to be a conservative person among Beastkin Clan.

Speaking of which, Beastkin Clan cultivators had a long life due to their extraordinary talents, and their bodies were much stronger than humans. Therefore, since the beginning of ancient times, the people of Beastkin Clan initially disdain to rely on external forces such as spiritual weapons and magic weapons. They thought this was going astray from the true cultivation.

“Rather than wasting time on foreign objects, it’s better to spend more time practicing your own talents.”

This was an extremely popular old proverb among Beastkin Clan. From ancient times to the present, many beastkin cultivators had held this kind of thinking. In fact, it made sense. After all, many beastkin cultivators’ bodies were more powerful than ordinary spiritual weapons and magic weapons when they cultivated to a certain level.

However, many years later, countless beastkin cultivators died under the weapons of the humans. Some beastkin cultivators even had more powerful cultivation than their opponents.

With such an influence, more and more beastkin cultivators slowly began to change their minds and began to use external assistance such as spiritual weapons.

But to this day, there were still some beastkin cultivators who still retained the ancient beastkin ideas; they weren’t willing to use any spiritual weapon or magic weapon. They just blindly refined their bodies into weapons.

Liu Ming released several fireballs to dispose of the half-bird and half-fish corpse, then he thought quietly in the air.

He was quite concerned with the words of this man.

From the words, ‘the situation here’ and ‘newcomer’, he roughly guessed that there were many other cultivators here; they seemed to be trapped here for a long time.

As for the purpose of doing this, he couldn’t guess it for a while.

“Forget it, now I can only take one step at a time…”

After Liu Ming’s face looked uncertain, he still shook his head and continued to fly forward.

…

2 days later.

In a small valley, the noise of weapons clashing was endless.

On the top of the valley, 2 figures were fighting in close combat. There were different lights from time to time, and bursts of spatial fluctuations spread out.

The rocks on both sides of the valley gorge were rumbling due to the fierce battle between them.

1 of the figures, wearing a strange giant ape mask, was Liu Ming.

He flicked his fingers to launched 3 golden sword qi at the 3 vital points of the opponent.

However, at this moment, the 3 bloody lights flashed at the 3 sword qi respectively. “Puff puff puff“, they immediately broke out when they collided with each other. There were bursts of brilliant and dazzling light.

As Liu Ming’s expression changed, black gas rolled out immediately, turning him into a hazy figure and bringing him into midair.

Almost at the same time, the bloody shadow flashed in midair. After the bloody light faded, a middle-aged man in blood-red costumes was revealed. He was holding a snow-white whisk that was as long as a ruler.

Liu Ming groaned. As his hands blurred, dense black fist shadows were launched at the middle-aged man directly.

However, the fist shadows were intercepted by a faint white glow halfway through and dissipated with a muffled sound.

At this moment, the middle-aged man, who had just waved his whisk, also took two steps back.

“You and I are both human cultivators, and there is no deep hatred between us. If we continue to fight, it will not be good for anyone. Why don’t you just stop here?” The middle-aged man’s eyes flashed a few times, but he didn’t continue to attack. Instead, he said faintly.

“Okay, I agree to that too.” Liu Ming was slightly startled when he heard the words. After thinking slightly, he nodded and agreed to it,

“Great. I hope I can see you again soon. There are not many human cultivators here.” The middle-aged man said with a smile on his face, then he cupped his fist and flew backward. He never took his eyes away from Liu Ming.

After he had retreated more than a thousand meters, he turned around, flicked the whisk in his hand and flew far away in a white escape light.

Liu Ming also fixed his eyes on the middle-aged man, waiting for him to disappear to the horizon before showing a thoughtful look.

This middle-aged man was a Real Pellet State early stage cultivator, but his combat experience was rich and his strength was completely different from the previous beastkin cultivator.

Like Liu Ming, this person not only had a lot of mystic arts, but his body was also extremely powerful. As for the whisk in his hand, it was also a magic weapon prototype with both offensive and defensive capabilities.

After exchanging a dozen moves, they knew that unless they used their killing moves, otherwise there would be no results in this fight. They would just waste their own spiritual power.

Only then the other party would take the initiative to stop.

Liu Ming’s eyes flickered a few times, then he flew in the opposite direction of the middle-aged man.

Since there was no day and night in the secret realm, according to his rough estimate, he had been here for almost 3 to 4 days. Through the several encounters with different powerhouses during this period, he could vaguely figure out the situation here.

Everything was similar to what he guessed. It turned out that the cultivators of the various races in the secret realm somewhere in the Thunder Pool Mountain were caught by Thunder Beastkin and another Celestial State Iron Beastkin Zong Yan in southern wilderness.

The earliest batch of people who were brought here were at least more than 10 years.

But what was strange was that all their items weren’t taken away from them, and the 2 Celestial State beastkin powerhouses never interfered with what happened in this secret realm.

The spirit here was much thinner than the outside world, and the recovery of spiritual power was relatively slow. Therefore, in addition to using elixir and talisman, there were also beastkin cultivators who would kill other cultivators to snatch their elixirs and spirit stones to replenish themselves.

As a result, it had created a situation where there were constant dangers. The original secret realm had some cultivators of the Condensation Period and Crystallization Period, but they were all killed by these Real Pellet State powerhouses.

Now Liu Ming was probably the only cultivator below Real Pellet State in this secret realm.

TL: When the disciples of Thunder Beastkin and Iron Beastkin arrive, will those in the secret realm cooperate together?