Chapter 337: Chapter 194: The Transformation of the Iron Pillar! The True Form of the Hornless Dragon!_2 Chapter 337: Chapter 194: The Transformation of the Iron Pillar! The True Form of the Hornless Dragon!_2 ……

In the Heavenly Demon Sect, within a grand hall.

A group of Golden Core Venerables sat in silence, the atmosphere heavy with tension.

“Ah… that useless Ouyang Qian, my Flying Treasure…”

Xiao Yong’s face flushed with rage, his aura bursting with murderous intent.

“Didn’t Old Man Soul say this person would need at least several decades to break through to Golden Core?”

An elder from the Yin Yang Demon Sect sneered mockingly.

The other Venerables also had a look of amusement on their faces.

The Demon Sects were not a united front.

The wealth seized from the Righteous Sects’ domain had been greatest for the Heavenly Demon Sect, to the discontent of others.

“Hmph… it was a miscalculation on my part. I did not expect him to break through both the Purple Mansion and Golden Core in a few decades,”
Soul Sorrow Venerable suppressed his raging fury, a sinister aura rising around him.

Remembering how he had once confidently declared that Lu Li wouldn’t break through the Golden Core anytime soon, his face turned dark with the indignity of being challenged in person.

“Golden Core is not comparable to Purple Mansion. It will take this person another century to break through once more. Let’s launch a full-scale attack in thirty years, although my Twelve Heavenly Demons have not yet fully matured…”

He spoke again, his face murderous.

“Hehehe… Let’s do as Venerable Soul suggests. In the coming time, let’s focus on eroding the Righteous Sects’ domain, enhancing our own foundations.”

“Just perfect, my Yin Yang Demon Corpse can also use the Essence Blood of Righteous Cultivators for a few more sacrifices.”

“Indeed, one can’t cause much upheaval at the early stage of Golden Core, and it is impossible for them to break through again in thirty years.”

The group of Golden Core Demon Practitioners nodded in agreement, with considerable approval.

In their eyes, even the most talented individuals would slow down at the Golden Core stage.

At that moment, a middle-aged man in a red robe entered.

“Reporting to Venerable Soul Sorrow, the personnel have been brought here.”

“Hmm…”

Soul Sorrow nodded coldly, then stood up and walked outside.

The multitude of Demon Practitioner Venerables followed closely behind.

The group conjured tunneling light, piercing through layers of mountains and forests, until they arrived at a vast square.

At this time, tens of thousands of Cultivators were already sitting cross-legged on the square, their faces filled with despair–some were even True Forms of the Purple Mansion.

Seeing the arrival of the Demon Lords, the Righteous Cultivators burst into curses.

“You Demon heads won’t succeed, the Four Main Righteous Sects will surely annihilate you all.”

Soul Sorrow’s face was cold as he conjured a pitch-black flag-shaped Magic Treasure.

With mana activated, twelve massive Heavenly Demons rushed out from the flag, their aura monstrous as they attacked the cultivators in the square.

Ah…

As countless screams echoed, the entire square turned into a veritable hell.

Many Cultivators were drained dry of their Essence Blood and souls, reduced to piles of dry bones scattered across the square.

In a matter of moments, there were no survivors left, the square deathly silent.

From high above, the spectral colors of the twelve Heavenly Demons deepened, their presence growing stronger.

The surrounding Venerables, envious at the sight, had experienced such scenes countless times.

Their own King of Ghosts and Zombies improved leaps and bounds, intoxicating everyone present.

After absorbing the Twelve Heavenly Demons, Soul Sorrow’s face reflected satisfaction.

By sacrificing tens of millions more Cultivators, and fully absorbing the power over the next hundred years, his Heavenly Demons would achieve greatness.

With the addition of the might of a Half Spirit Treasure, he would be strong enough to sweep across the Four Main Righteous Sects.

In the months that followed, Soul Sorrow and Xiao Yong personally led a large number of Golden Core Venerables to relentlessly attack the Righteous Sects’ domain.

The Four Main Righteous Sects steadfastly defended within the range of their Arrays.

For a time, they managed to hold out.

Yet the situation was increasingly dire.

Since being caught off guard, the Demon Practitioners became stronger as they performed blood sacrifices with countless Cultivators.

The progress of numerous Golden Core Demon Practitioners’ Kings of Ghosts and Zombies posed a great headache for the Cultivators.

The Four Main Righteous Sects were also amassing their strength for a final battle.

……

At dawn, the sun began to rise.

The misty sea churned as golden light spilled across the land.

In the secret chamber of Luo Xin’s cavern.

Two figures intertwined on a stone bed, an amorous aura pervading the air.

Liu Luo’s hands clung tightly to Lu Li’s back, her face flushed with color.

The pair had spent another night in Dual Cultivation.

“When should we hold the Golden Core ceremony, my lord?”

She asked with a soft voice, her eyes shimmering like spring water.

“Let’s set it for six months from now, just in time to gather Golden Core Venerables from the Four Great Sects and discuss the current situation,”
Lu Li smiled.

Stroking the beloved beneath him, warmth flowed from his palm, soothing and comfortable.

The constant pressure from the Demon Practitioners was weighing heavily on him.

With his current power, he could not yet turn the tide of battle.

He had to enhance himself once more before the final confrontation, reaching the mid-stage of Golden Core.

For this, he set a modest goal for himself: to break through the mid-stage Golden Core in thirty years.

Liu Luo nodded shyly, her face still flushed.

Feeling his wandering hand on her upper body, she felt deliciously embarrassed.

Soon, the two engaged in another round of friendly exchanges.

“Ah…”

Melodic sighs filled the air until noon.

Dressed with Liu Luo’s help, Lu Li stepped out of the secret chamber and left the cave mansion. Then, leaping up, he plunged into the Celestial Abyss, disappearing in the blink of an eye over the peak of Luoxia Peak.

He traveled through the endless sea of mist.

In the time it took to brew tea, he arrived near the Spirit Turtle Basin.

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Diving into the sea, he swam towards his cave mansion.

It wasn’t long before he reached the entrance to the Spirit Turtle Cave Mansion and walked inside, deactivating the Array.

Looking around, he saw a white Dragon Seed spiraling above the central clearing.

Its body was smooth and jade-like, with a glow of creamy white light, its dragon eyes fiercely commanding, its aura extraordinary.

After a significant increase in bloodline, the creature had reached the mid-stage of Purple Mansion.