The memories of all humanity are awakening, except for mine.

The group followed the Bull Demon King into the eerie dense forest. The howling wind was like countless mournful cries echoing in their ears, sending chills down their spines.

That powerful demonic energy, like an invisible storm, relentlessly tore at their nerves, as if trying to drag them into an endless abyss of darkness.

The playful banter between Qingyun and Shen Jing gradually faded away in this atmosphere, replaced by increasingly serious expressions.

Jiang Chuan gripped his longsword tightly, his brows furrowed with unwavering determination. He knew that this journey concerned the safety of humanity and could not afford to be careless.

"strangeness."

The Bull Demon King suddenly stopped and whispered, "I feel my demonic power being drawn away by something, as if it's being slowly drained away."

His face was somewhat pale, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Everyone was shocked and stopped to observe their surroundings.

Shen Jing focused his senses and discovered an indescribable, malevolent aura permeating the air, which resonated with the aura of the demon king they were searching for.

The power of Bagua is particularly sensitive to this demonic aura.

He turned to look at the Bull Demon King and said in a deep voice, "It seems that there is some kind of mysterious power in this dense forest that can absorb demonic energy. We must be careful."

"Perhaps resurrecting the Demon King requires absorbing the surrounding demonic energy?"

The group moved forward slowly, each step feeling like a struggle against an invisible force.

Occasionally, a few small monsters with fangs would flash by among the bushes. Their eyes were cunning, and their demonic power flickered in the shadows. But when they touched the Bull Demon King, they would silently flow away in some unknown direction, like iron filings attracted by a magnet.

Following the dissipated demonic energy, the group arrived at a clump of trees.

Finally, they parted a dense thicket of trees and found a strange altar before them.

The altar was made of obsidian and its surface was covered with ancient and complex runes, exuding a sinister and evil aura.

In the center of the altar, several thick iron chains tightly bound a huge black stone tablet, which shimmered with a dark red light, eerily resembling fresh blood.

Around the altar, small monsters with fangs were dancing around it, their demonic power flowing like threads from all directions to the stone tablet in the center of the altar.

As the stone tablet absorbed the demonic power, it emitted a series of low, rumbling sounds, as if telling of some kind of evil ritual taking place.

"This altar..."

Jiang Chuan's eyes widened, and the Dragon Roar Sword he gripped trembled slightly. "Could it be an array used to worship the Demon King, or to help him revive?"

Holding the Bagua sword, Shen Jing replied in a deep voice, "This must be the place."

Qingyun also transformed into a Qinglin Eagle, ready for battle, his body beginning to shimmer with a green light.

The Bull Demon King held his dark, iron cudgel in his hand, pointing it at the altar.

"I can sense that the demonic power within this altar is incredibly strong."

"The most important task now is to destroy this altar and prevent the Demon King from being resurrected!"

Without hesitation, everyone prepared for battle.

As soon as the group appeared, they were met with the glowing green eyes of the little monsters around the altar.

These little demons did not stop their sacrifice because of their intrusion; instead, they twisted their bodies even more frantically, as if sacrifice was the only meaning of their existence.

Their bodies were enveloped in a wisp of demonic energy, which continued to converge on the black stone tablet in the center of the altar.

Jiang Chuan cautiously looked around, his sharp eyes discerning that a powerful magic array was indeed set up around the altar, with runes flowing on it flashing with a cold light.

"The plan to resurrect the demon king was indeed extremely meticulous."

Jiang Chuan said in a deep voice.

"The demonic power contained within this magic array is extremely powerful."

A bead of sweat appeared on the Bull Demon King's forehead.

Just then, a low and eerie incantation emanated from the mouths of the lesser demons, echoing like an evil chant deep within the dense forest.

As the incantation progressed, dark clouds suddenly churned in the sky, and a blood-red crack appeared, from which a terrifying monster slowly descended.

The monster was enormous, pieced together from countless pieces of flesh and bones, and its bones rubbed together as it walked, making a nauseating sound.

The blood flowing through its body seemed endless, dripping onto the ground and emitting a strong, fishy stench.

It held a huge iron hook and sickle in its hand. Although it moved slowly, every step it took felt like it was stepping on people's hearts, bringing an undeniable sense of oppression.

"What is this stuff!?"

Shen Jingguang felt like vomiting just from seeing it.

Qingyun covered his face with his wings; the smell... was simply irresistible.

"This thing is disgusting! Look at its body, it's covered in bits of flesh. It's probably all the bones and flesh sacrificed over time that ended up on its body!"

Shen Jing could hardly bear to look at him.

"This is an abomination... Legend has it that it is a monster of the undead race. Why would it appear here?"

The Bull Demon King looked solemn; the demon race would not lay a finger on these monsters.

Could this fiery red clan be connected to the undead clan?

"Undead?"

No one had ever heard of this race.

"Do undead still exist in this world?"

The Bull Demon King said in a deep voice, "Yes, it is said that the Undead Clan is a mysterious race. Presumably, the Undead Clan has reached some kind of agreement with the Fiery Clan."

"Could it be that……"

"This Demon King resurrection plan isn't about resurrecting the Demon King, but rather the Demon King of the Undead race?"

Thinking of this... the Bull Demon King's body trembled slightly.

"What's the meaning!?"

Jiang Chuan was a little confused. Why was the Bull Demon King talking in such a cryptic way? What exactly was the Undead Clan?
"Hundreds of years ago, the demon race and the undead race fought a war. The undead race was powerful and almost crushed the demon race. However, the demon race eventually sent out the demon emperor and was barely able to fight the undead race."

Thinking back to that battle, the Bull Demon King seemed so young...

But there was no time to say those things now, because the hatred on his face moved.

Faced with such a terrifying enemy, Jiang Chuan stepped forward without hesitation. With the Dragon Roar Sword in hand, the blade instantly became imbued with spiritual power, and he thrust it straight at the abomination like a swimming dragon.

However, where the blade struck, the abomination only swayed slightly, as if it were completely unaware of the fierce attack, and even curled up a mocking smile on its lips.

"hateful!"

Jiang Chuan's mind tensed instantly, and a chill rose quietly from the bottom of his heart.

He knew full well that this was no child's play; life and death hung in the balance.

He took a deep breath and quickly adjusted his breathing rhythm. The spiritual power in his body surged violently, like a sleeping dragon being awakened, and the boundless energy rushed wildly through his limbs and bones.

The sword trembled slightly, and at its tip, the power of lightning, like a raging beast imprisoned, was poised to strike.

In an instant, this power erupted, transforming into three incredibly thick pillars of lightning, like raging dragons in the sky, carrying a terrifying roar, like divine punishment descending, unstoppable as they struck directly at the abhorrent monster before them. Lightning and sparks intertwined to form a dazzling curtain of light, and time seemed to freeze at that moment.

The lightning bolt struck the abomination's massive body with tremendous force, exploding instantly. The scorching current, like dancing silver snakes, accompanied by countless sparks, illuminated the dark battlefield.

The air was torn and distorted by the power of lightning, and a powerful shockwave swept around, causing even the ground to tremble.

However, just as everyone was expecting the hatred to be annihilated by this thunderous strike, what happened next left everyone speechless, and even somewhat horrified.

The abomination was only shaved off a tiny piece of flesh by the lightning bolt. The piece of flesh swayed and tumbled in the air, struggling for a moment as if it had a life of its own, before strangely transforming into a wisp of black mist that returned directly to its scarred body.

Accompanying this scene was an extremely piercing, eerie laugh, like a mockery from hell, sending chills down one's spine.

While the abomination appeared unharmed under the lightning tribulation, it was actually even more ferocious, with an even more intense evil light flashing in its eyes.

Faced with such a bizarre situation, Qingyun's expression was cold and resolute, a look of determination flashing in his eyes.

His body shone with a brilliant azure light, and his form suddenly transformed into a mighty azure-scaled eagle. With the flapping of his wings, the azure light surged like a tidal wave.

Its eyes are sharp as knives, locking onto its target; its beak is like a sharp longsword, gleaming with a cold, icy light.

The Azure-Scaled Eagle spread its wings and soared into the sky like an arrow released from a bow, rushing towards the abomination with the determination to tear it apart.

At the same time, the Bagua longsword in Shen Jing's hand shimmered with a faint golden light, and the Bagua patterns engraved on the blade flowed endlessly.

He used the Bagua Step, his steps light and steady, skillfully avoiding the intricate ground magic array beneath his feet. Each step he took was perfectly timed to avoid the array's constraints, launching a swift attack on the abomination from the flank.

His figure appeared and disappeared in the night, each swing of his sword precise and deadly, flowing smoothly and flawlessly.

On the other side, the Bull Demon King was furious, his huge, copper-bell-like eyes staring at the abomination, and he let out a deafening roar.

The iron staff in his hand was like a towering mountain, its body wreathed in immense demonic power, radiating light.

With a roar, the Bull Demon King's muscles bulged, and his strength instantly reached its peak. He swung his iron cudgel with overwhelming force, smashing it fiercely towards the Abomination.

The wind howled, the ground cracked under the weight, and the air was filled with a strong earthy smell.

Boom boom boom!
The attack arrived as expected, but all the attacks hit the abomination without causing any pain or even the slightest damage!

"This defensive power is simply astonishing!"

"Our combined attack couldn't even budge him an inch?"

Jiang Chuan stared solemnly at the abomination before him; its writhing flesh seemed to mock everyone.

"careful!"

Jiang Chuan exclaimed in surprise as he watched the abomination's long hook in its left hand strike Shen Jing with a speed that caught everyone off guard.

Upon hearing the sound, Shen Jing instantly sensed the approaching danger. He ducked and rolled to the side with the agility of a rabbit, barely avoiding the fatal blow.

"so close!"

Shen Jing patted his chest with lingering fear. The spot where he had just stood had been smashed into a bottomless ravine by the long hook.

The flying sand and dust were enough to prove the terrifying power of the attack.

"This beast's attack methods are so bizarre, everyone must remain vigilant!"

Jiang Chuan urgently reminded everyone.

The Bull Demon King roared in response, "Hmph, this mere undead monster, do you think the four of us are afraid of him?"

Before he finished speaking, the scythe in his right hand, filled with hatred, launched an attack. As if summoned by the Grim Reaper, it brought with it a shrill sound as it hurtled through the air, heading straight for the Azure Scaled Eagle.

Qingyun reacted swiftly, flapping his wings in his Azure Scaled Eagle form, instantly transforming into a streak of azure light, narrowly avoiding the scythe's edge.

"Qingyun, you're in charge of keeping it at bay and trying to prevent it from getting close to the altar!"

Jiang Chuan remained calm and focused during the battle. Through the fight, he discovered that with each attack, the abomination would sacrifice some of its own soul to the altar!
"understand!"

Qingyun responded, and in his Azure Scaled Eagle form, his speed and agility were greatly enhanced. He circled around the Abomination, constantly harassing it with wind blades, trying to distract it.

"Bull Demon King, you and I will face it head-on and make sure it can't concentrate on attacking the others!"

Jiang Chuan held the Dragon Roar Sword, his eyes fixed firmly on the Bull Demon King.

The Bull Demon King nodded emphatically, his iron cudgel whirling like the wind, and the two of them charged toward the abomination in perfect unison.

"Look at me!"

With a roar, the Bull Demon King unleashed his iron cudgel with the force of thunder, striking straight at Huanglong and aiming for the abomination's chest.

Jiang Chuan then used the momentum to leap up, and the Dragon Roar Sword transformed into a shooting star, aiming straight for the head of the abomination.

The two men, one above and one below, formed a pincer movement, launching a fierce and merciless attack.

However, the abomination seemed to disregard this, wielding its long hook in its left hand and its scythe in its right, easily deflecting the two's attacks, and even taking the opportunity to counterattack, forcing Jiang Chuan and the Bull Demon King to retreat repeatedly.

"This monster's attack and defense capabilities far exceed our expectations. We must find its weakness as soon as possible!"

While dodging the attacks, Jiang Chuan anxiously pondered a countermeasure.

The Bull Demon King, panting heavily, his eyes flashing with anger and resentment, said, "Damn it! If this continues, we'll be exhausted and unable to stop the Demon King's resurrection!"

"Shen Jing, observe from the side and see if you can find a flaw in this abhorrent thing!"

Jiang Chuan shouted loudly.

Shen Jing nodded, his figure elusive, sometimes approaching Abomination, sometimes moving away, his Bagua longsword hanging like an inverted galaxy, each strike an attempt to test Abomination's reaction.

Just then, Shen Jing suddenly noticed that whenever his sword energy touched a certain part of the Abomination's body, that piece of flesh seemed to stiffen briefly.

A thought struck him, and he immediately reported to Jiang Chuan: "I noticed that its left shoulder is a little sluggish in responding to attacks; perhaps that's its weak point!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chuan's spirits lifted. He exchanged a glance with the Bull Demon King, and the two launched another charge.

This time, their target was the left shoulder of hatred.

The Bull Demon King cleaved Mount Hua with his iron cudgel, while Jiang Chuan's Dragon Roar Sword pierced the sky; the two powerful forces collided with the Abomination's left shoulder at the same moment.

"Roar--"

The abomination let out a painful roar, and the flesh on its left shoulder trembled violently, with wisps of black mist escaping from it.

It paused, its attack noticeably slowed, and it was clearly badly injured.

"Found it! Attack its left shoulder!"

Jiang Chuan shouted excitedly, which relieved everyone and boosted their morale even more.

Qingyun's Azure Scaled Eagle form was even more powerful, with wind blades pouring down like a torrential rain, aimed directly at Abomination's left shoulder.

"You wretched humans, do you think you can defeat me like this?"

The hateful voices echoed in the night sky, filled with resentment and anger.

"Stop talking nonsense, today we'll show you what we're made of!"

The Bull Demon King roared, and his iron cudgel slammed down again. (End of Chapter)