Read Novel Full Chapter 1383: Extra: Demon Fiend's Past Life
Chapter 1383: Extra: Demon Fiend’s Past Life
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(1) The Birth of the Demon Fiend
Demonic Continent.
A crimson moon casts its boundless blood-red glow, shrouding the pitch-black land, as a cold wind sweeps through, carrying the scent of blood across all directions.
The endless wilderness is strewn with corpses, all belonging to the Demon Race.
From the corpse-laden wilderness forward, the blackened earth rises and falls in mountains and valleys, concealing depths within.
The hundred tribes of the Demon Race reside upon this land.
At this moment.
Within a valley.
The moonlight is dim, and shadows of demons are heavy; the grand hall of the Demon Race’s “Worship-Fiend Sect” is brightly lit.
As its name suggests, the Worship-Fiend Sect venerates the notorious “Ghost Fiend” of the demon lands.
Every year in July, when the red moon is in the sky, the Ghost Fiend will descend, and the Worship-Fiend Sect will present newly born infants as offerings to the Ghost Fiend, in exchange for a year of peace.
The survival conditions for the hundred tribes of the Demon Race are extremely harsh; aside from constant mutual strife, the land is filled with various dangers. To survive, many of the Demon Race have uniformly chosen supernatural beings, ghosts, and goblins as objects of worship.
“King, another twelve of our Demon Race tribes have been slaughtered…”
In the grand hall, a middle-aged Demon Cultivator whispered as he looked at the Tribal King seated above, on a chair made of white bones, and said:
“…According to the information we’ve gathered, humans have birthed thirteen children of the stars, and for this reason, they intend to slaughter thirteen of our Demon Race tribes, using Demon Blood to cleanse their bodies…”
“We are the closest to the twelve massacred tribes… could it cause problems?”
The old Tribal King sneered and said:
“We have the Ghost Fiend’s protection; there won’t be any problems.”
“Are all the women praying for heavenly pregnancy ready?”
The middle-aged Demon Cultivator paused for a moment and said:
“King, this time our tribe has a hundred women to sacrifice… isn’t that too many?”
The Tribal King shook his head and said:
“Mo Qi, you’re too merciful. Using a hundred women to exchange for a year of peace is already the best outcome.”
Mo Qi fell silent; perhaps this was also the only choice.
“Wooo—”
Ghostly winds howled through the valley.
“The time has come; we should go worship Lord Gui Xiong now.”
The Tribal King stood and led the crowd to the altar.
On the altar, a hundred women with swollen bellies lay there; they had not yet given birth, but the time was sufficient.
—These one hundred women were those under “heavenly pregnancy.”
In the demon lands, there is a shattered and lost place hiding the fallen Ancient Spirits. If women enter it, they have the chance to have those Ancient Spirits reincarnated in their wombs.
This is heavenly pregnancy.
It is also the only method to bring those Ancient Spirits’ souls out of the shattered and lost place.
But, most of those Ancient Spirits have already perished, leaving only wraiths. Even if reincarnated, the children born are often stillborn.
However, these stillborns are extremely useful to the Ghost Fiend, so every year, the Worship-Fiend Sect sends a certain number of women into that land to undergo “heavenly pregnancy,” offered for the Ghost Fiend’s consumption.
All women under the “mandate of heaven” lay numbly on the altar, awaiting their tragic fate.
“No… King, I can feel it, the child in my belly is alive, spare me… don’t let him be eaten by that evil ghost, no…”
But one of the women, seeing the Tribal King and others arrive, cried out loudly for help.
She struggled, trying to climb down from the altar.
“Restrain her.”
The Tribal King spoke coldly.
“I can die… but the child in my belly cannot… I beg you, spare him…”
The woman cried out miserably.
Mo Qi couldn’t help but say:
“King, why not let her down and see if it’s true? If a life is birthed from heavenly pregnancy, perhaps there will be some changes…”
The aged Tribal King, however, coldly said:
“Absolutely impossible.”
At that moment.
Ghostly wind arose.
In the darkness, a pair of oily green eyes lit up.
The Ghost Fiend had arrived.
“Welcome Ghost Fiend!”
“Welcome Ghost Fiend!”
The Tribal King shouted.
They knelt on the ground.
And in the darkness, a ghost slowly emerged, grinning hideously, extending a green ghostly claw, slashing open a witch’s belly, pulling out a stillborn, and throwing it into its mouth.
The ghost’s soul was strengthening; the stillborns formed by the reincarnated Ancient Spirits were greatly beneficial to it.
The ghost indulged in its feast.
Yet, at this moment, suddenly from the Sky Domain, a long arrow carrying a spiritual talisman suddenly shot forth, striking the ghost directly!
“Ah—”
The ghost let out a harsh, anguished cry.
“We’re under attack!”
The Demon Race present reacted immediately.
And in the sky, countless warships appeared!
“It’s the Human Race!”
A Demon Race member spoke out in trembling.
The entire Demon Race was now in a panic, hastily preparing for battle.
“Don’t be afraid, with Lord Gui Xiong, we’re safe!”
The Tribal King shouted.
But, as soon as his words fell, the Ghost Fiend transformed into a gust of dark wind and vanished.
It fled!
“No!”
Seeing this, the Demon Race present was in despair!
“Hehe, what a pity, this evil ghost has some skills, escaped being slain.”
On the warship, a Human Race strongman wielding a bow and arrow spoke coldly, saying:
“The slaughter can begin, collect the Demon Blood well; it’s a necessary material for alchemy and can temper the supreme bodies of our thirteen children of the stars!”
At his words, the Human Race cultivators on the warship rushed forth.
The many Demon Race members were instantly plunged into a deadly catastrophe.
The savage Demon Race, compared to the powerful heritage of the Human Race, was far too weak!