Chapter Thirty: Great Calamity Does Not Die

  Wow!

  The mournful cry of the eagle resounded through the cave, and the majestic head of the eagle lowered, its originally sharp beak gently caressing the body of its deceased mate.

  Pfft!

  In an instant, it thrust its beak deep into his chest cavity, and blood spurted out. In its beak appeared a crystal orb the size of a baby's fist, with golden electric arcs flashing on its surface.

  Mystic pellet!

  That is precisely the demonic pellet that can only be nurtured by a fourth-grade demon beast!

  It is well known that from the first to second stage of demonic beasts, there are only irregular and bumpy demon cores. The demon cores in third-stage demonic beasts are extremely flat but irregularly shaped. Only fourth-stage demonic beasts will have such a lustrous demon dan.

  In other words, these two Thunder Eagles are fourth-grade demonic beasts.

  Only to see the Thunder Eagle holding the demon pill, stumbling and staggering to move in front of the nest, gently putting the demon pill into it, rubbing against the small gray head that poked out from inside the eagle's nest, with a fierce glint flashing in its eyes.

  With a thud, it was actually a direct dive, the beak inserted into the chest cavity, and the huge body crashed to the ground, with a similarly rounded demon pill still in its mouth.

  In the bright single eye, it was reluctant to look at the fledgling eagle that crawled closer, and a line of crystal tears flowed down like a human being, and then dimmed.

  Whoosh!

  It seems like an eaglet that has not yet opened its eyes, constantly rubbing against its mother. No matter how it cries out, all it gets in return is the gradually cooling breath.

  In the cave where no one noticed, or perhaps there was no one at all, the two-headed eagle's corpse had wounds that contained a faint golden blood, which flowed out slowly.

  But strangely, these blood flows were actually towards Licheng, who was lying silently on the ground.

  Buzz!

  Suddenly, a blood glow burst forth on Li Chen's face, or rather the scar on his left face, emitting a radiance like that night when he swallowed the demon core.

  The faint golden Qiao Yu Wen, the strange dark red virtual shadow almost appeared at the same time, and suddenly wanted to rush out, but was tightly wrapped by the symbol.

  The surrounding blood seemed to be drawn in at this moment, and it converged on that illusory shadow.

  Roar!

  A low, muffled roar filled with endless pressure and a sense of unwillingness, before the blood even approached, was suddenly pulled back by the runes and disappeared into the scar.

  But strangely, at the moment it re-entered the scar, a thread suddenly split out, mixed with golden light, and rushed into the nest of the Thunder Eagle.

  Hiss!

  A shrill cry suddenly rang out, but then there was no sound again.

  Hehe!

  Blood surged and churned, emitting waves of gray mist that converged on Li Chen's body, pouring into his body through the cracks in his skin and from his mouth and nose.

  "Uh... oh!"

  In the depths of the night, at the break of dawn, a faint cry echoed out, a sound that was both painful and comfortable.

  "What is this? How can there be such a powerful aura?"

  "What a treasure! How can it have the aura of our demon clan?"

  "What a pure and refined demonic aura, it's countless times stronger than mine!"

  At the same time as Li Chen's body showed a strange phenomenon, the vast and endless granary mountain range, and even farther away, echoed with countless such puzzled sounds.

  This is already the second time in these few months.

  Then, there were many vast auras traversing the sky, coming and going, patrolling back and forth. Whenever they encountered other fellow patrollers, they would tacitly avoid each other.

  But what disappointed them was that no matter how hard they searched, they couldn't find the source of that irresistible breath.

  Because this breath comes quickly and goes even faster!

  In the end, after searching for many days, I had no choice but to give up as before.

  "Huh? It's happening again?"

  Li Mingyun of Li's Manor in Luohuang City was arranging for a medicine slave to test the medicine when she suddenly turned her head and rushed out of the house.

  Its ghostly figure suddenly made several medicine slaves stunned, but they didn't dare ask more questions.

  "This time, it's in the ancient Cangshan Mountains? Could it be that the old guy from the demon tribe has obtained it? No wonder I couldn't find it last time within the Xuan Yun Sect and almost got discovered by that little junior!"

  Li Mingyun's face was gloomy, the corners of his eyes twitched, and his palms clenched and loosened repeatedly, showing a strong reluctance.

  "How detestable! With my current strength, let alone those transformed old guys, even the most powerful four-stage demon beasts can't withstand me. Must I hide for so many years and take that step?"

  Staring in the direction of Gu Cang Mountain for a while, Li Mingyun turned back into the house with a ferocious expression, looking at the medicine slave who was screaming in agony in the medicine barrel, his eyes flashing with cold light, and he waved his hand.

  Several azure lights poured into the heads of several medicine slaves, and the miserable cries stopped abruptly.

  "Useless trash, can't even bear this little pain. Speaking of which, I'm actually a bit nostalgic for that kid with the special body. If he wasn't born with a useless body, he would have been an excellent choice!"

  Li Mingyun smiled gloomily and left with a flick of his sleeve.

  As for those dead drug slaves, of course, there will be servants to clean up, and no one would suspect that he did it. Drug slaves are a profession with an extremely high mortality rate anyway.

  It goes without saying that no one would care about the life or death of a medicine slave. What the Li family cares about is only whether the elixir is successful or not.

  "Ah!"

  A shrill cry suddenly burst forth from the depths of a cave shrouded in clouds, a mournful howl that seemed to rip flesh from bone.

  Boom!

  A muffled sound, Li Chen suddenly jumped up and slapped away the small thing that was biting his buttocks. But in an instant, his face, which had been twisted in pain, turned into shock. He withdrew his hand from covering his buttocks and stared at the bloodstains on it. "I'm not dead, am I? Why do I feel pain?"

  Wow!

  Subconsciously clenched his fists, an inexplicable surge of power, Li Chen felt that his body was several times stronger than before. The inner energy in his meridians had strangely reached the eighth layer of inner energy.

  Whoosh!

  The surprise of being alive after the disaster made him throw back his head and laugh, but before the laughter could escape his lips, a faintly weak chirping sound made him shiver with fear.

  Although he didn't die, this place was still that which made him shiver with fear, the giant eagle's nest where he had been captured.

  Her stiff neck slowly turned her head, and Li Chen's pupils suddenly contracted. In that instant, her legs involuntarily started shaking, and her whole body trembled.

  At that moment when he saw the huge figure, even though he had always thought himself to be brave, he couldn't help but freeze in fear.

  But what shocked him was that the huge figure looked dispirited and defeated, without any of its former vigor, although its breath still lingered, it gave him a withered feeling.

  Taking a big step forward, with the light from outside, he finally saw clearly that the giant eagle that made him fearful had already died, its mottled body showing that it had experienced a fierce battle in its lifetime.

  He turned his head back to look at the entrance of the cave and was shocked to see another giant eagle lying dead.

  "Eat me! Eat me!"

  His taut nerves relaxed in an instant, and Li Chen looked hysterical. He kicked the giant eagle's corpse fiercely, his face covered with tears. A lifetime of loneliness like his, seeing a glimmer of hope, but almost losing his life to the eagle's mouth, how could he not vent?

  But what caught him off guard was that one kick, like kicking a worn-out leather boot, instantly sent him tumbling to the ground in all directions.

  "What's going on?"

  Covering his head, Li Chen glared at the giant eagle's corpse, which had been kicked out with a broken hole.

  Such a powerful demon beast, even if it died, its corpse would not rot so quickly. Even if it rotted, it shouldn't be as fragile as tofu, let alone the fact that its body still had those wings that were tougher than fine steel.