Starting Immortal Cultivation from a White Dog

Chapter 78 The True Form of the Demon King (Please Subscribe)

Wu Tian ran all the way back to the village, and as soon as he arrived at the village gate, Man Xiongmu's figure appeared immediately.

His face showed undisguised exhaustion, and when he saw Wu Tianhou, he said somewhat anxiously, "Where did you run off to, you dog? I was so worried! I thought you had been eaten by that big demon."

"How are you? Are you injured?"

The tribesmen guarding the village seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Bai Long'er, you have no idea how anxious Lord Manxiong has been these past two days. He spent all of yesterday trying every possible way to search for your whereabouts."

Wu Tian seemed a bit listless, his tail drooping on the ground and even his ears drooping. He approached Man Xiongmu and whispered, "Master, I'm fine. I just ran into that tiger demon while hunting monsters."

"When I was fleeing for my life, I was so panicked that I wandered into the depths of the mountains, where demons and monsters roamed. I tried every means possible to escape back."

After carefully examining him and finding that he was indeed uninjured, Man Xiongmu nodded slightly. "It's good that you're back safely. You must have suffered a lot these past two days. Go and rest first, we can talk about it later."

Wu Tian did not refuse. He thanked Man Xiongmu and then ran back alone to the small bamboo house where he and Chi Limu used to live.

When he returned to the bamboo house, Yinshuang followed the scent and came over.

It seemed to sense Wu Tian's somewhat depressed mood, nuzzling his body with its head, wagging its tail, and barking twice.

"Woof woof woof~"

After meeting Bai Qian, Wu Tian was able to understand some of Yin Shuang's feelings. Although the other white dogs in the village were of the same kind, they were not intelligent and were no different from the birds and beasts in the wild mountains and forests.

Yinshuang had lived for a long time, and had recently become a spirit, so her wisdom was no less than that of ordinary people. When she met Wu Tian, ​​a member of her clan with outstanding appearance and spiritual insight, she was naturally extremely excited and happy.

Just like the irresistible impulse and longing he felt upon seeing Bai Qian...

"Woof~" Wu Tian barked, responding to Yin Shuang's comforting words.

Immediately afterwards, he put aside his distracting thoughts and began to focus his energy on his studies.

Thunderous Spell, Fiery Eye Spell, Wind-Tearing Blade, and the Refined Serpent Robe and Ruyi Whip—he still has much to do.

Thunder rumbled, flames swirled, and azure light filled the air. Wu Tian was immersed in meditation, oblivious to everything around him.

Silverfrost lay prostrate beside him, its body enveloped in a faint blue glow as it absorbed the essence of the wind.

Before they knew it, evening had arrived, and Manxiongmu came over, bringing with him some flesh and blood of spirits.

However, his expression was grim, as if he was suppressing his anger.

This was the first time Wu Tian had seen him like this, and he couldn't help but ask telepathically, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Man Xiongmu took a deep breath, barely suppressing his emotions, and said in a somewhat gloomy tone, "I received an order from my sect yesterday, instructing me to return to the sect immediately."

"During the day today, I received two more summons, each one more stern than the last, demanding that I return to the mountain immediately."

Wu Tian was slightly taken aback upon hearing this. "What do the sect leaders mean by this? There are more and more demons at the foot of the mountain. When I returned to the village, I found that there were so many demons outside the village that it was terrifying."

"At a time like this, they actually want you to return to the mountain, Master?"

Man Xiongmu shook his head, his face ashen: "It's not just me. As far as I know, all the sect disciples outside the mountain have received the return-to-the-mountain order."

"Moreover, just yesterday, a powerful demon led his demons to attack Duowen Village, causing hundreds of casualties. If it weren't for the timely support from Moyun Village, the casualties would probably have been even greater."

"In addition, Qing Shi Village was completely wiped out, and all of its thousands of people died."

"Other strongholds have also suffered from demonic invasions to varying degrees, and each has sustained damage."

“The tiger demon outside the village was also making moves yesterday. I had a brief exchange with it, which is why it didn’t attack the village.”

"But after that initial encounter, it has figured out my strength. This beast is very cunning, and it will not give up easily next time it attacks."

Man Xiongmu said through gritted teeth, "I really don't know what the sect's higher-ups are trying to do. If this continues, the population of the eighteen villages at the foot of the mountain will be wiped out."

What exactly are they trying to do?

Wu Tian listened quietly. Man Xiongmu was clearly holding back a lot of anger, but had nowhere to vent it, and now he was letting it all out.

"So, Master, what do you plan to do?"

Man Xiongmu clenched his fists tightly, making a cracking sound. "Qiyun Cave is not valued in the sect. If I openly refuse the sect's decree, my situation in the sect will probably become even more difficult in the future."

"But if I leave, no one in the village will survive..."

He fell silent, his chest heaving violently, the atmosphere in the room so oppressive it was hard to breathe.

There was one more thing that Man Xiongmu didn't say: Wu Tian wasn't on the sect's return-to-the-mountain order. As a spirit registered in the patrol hall and with a three-year patrol mission, the sect naturally couldn't ignore him.

The message that Manxiong Mu received was that he returned to the mountain gate alone, and the white dog spirit he had taken in would continue to carry out patrol duties at the foot of the mountain. It was not allowed to return to the mountain until three years had passed.

Now that demons roam the land below the mountain, their malice is blatant and utterly undisguised.

After a long silence, Wu Tian finally spoke, "If that's the case, could we ask that senior to lend a hand..."

He stopped abruptly halfway through his sentence.

A flash of inspiration struck him, and he recalled the scene he had witnessed using his talent for seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune.

The calamities that befell the eighteen villages at the foot of the mountain rolled in from the depths of the forest and connected with Skull Mountain, forming a dark cloud overhead. As time passed, bloodstains spread and a fierce aura soared to the sky.

"No...no..."

Wu Tian's eyes widened. "Are they trying to lure us away from our territory and force that senior to take action?"

He felt his heart pounding. The Eighteen Villages at the foot of the mountain, as the foundation for Skull Mountain to recruit disciples, had been carefully managed for hundreds of years. Over the years, countless disciples and members of the sect's direct and branch lineages had come from the Eighteen Villages.

This allowed the sect's higher-ups to disregard the feelings of their disciples and forcibly issue a return-to-the-mountain order, commanding all disciples to return to the mountain and exposing all mortals of the Eighteen Villages to the claws of demons.

Such seemingly inexplicable, even bewildering, orders must have reasons and ulterior motives unknown to ordinary people.

“It must be like this…” Wu Tian’s pupils suddenly contracted. Although he couldn’t understand why Skull Mountain wanted to force that senior to come down the mountain, they were willing to sacrifice the lives of tens of thousands of people in the eighteen villages to accomplish this. Their ambitions must be enormous.

"Just as I awakened my talent for seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune, I saw disasters surging in from all directions around Skull Mountain. The only chance of survival was halfway up the mountain."

“What is happening now must be a harbinger of that disaster…”

"This involves the schemes of a Nascent Soul expert, and it's very likely that the Skull Mountain sect leader will personally intervene."

After thinking it through, he felt as if a large hand was gripping his heart tightly. "What should I do?"

Wu Tian knew very well that if that senior made a move, he would likely fall into the trap set by Skull Mountain, and he didn't know what terrible consequences would result. He didn't even dare to think about it.

"Skull Mountain shouldn't have that kind of guts, right?"

"Perhaps they just want to force that senior to leave?"

He knew too little information to fully reconstruct the truth, but now he was in a dilemma.

Just as he and Manxiong Mu fell silent, a terrifying roar suddenly came from afar, like a god howling. The roar was like thunder, and the sound waves raged, terrifying countless living beings. Manxiong Mu was startled and rushed outside the bamboo house.

Wu Tian and Yin Shuang, who was somewhat bewildered beside him, also rushed out.

When they ran to the open space outside the bamboo house, they immediately saw the scene in the distance. Wu Tian's expression changed drastically, and Yin Shuang immediately lay prostrate on the ground, not daring to move.

"This is..." Man Xiongmu's teeth chattered, he gasped, and his body stiffened completely, "The true form of the Demon King???"

In the distant mountains and forests, a colossal creature, at least sixty feet tall, with white fur all over its body, was seen pounding its chest and roaring to the sky.

"Is that it?!" Despite the vast difference in size, Wu Tian recognized it at a glance. That terrifying ape must be the white ape he had seen fishing by the stream a couple of days ago.

boom! boom! boom!
A terrifying ape strode forward, destroying trees and collapsing buildings in its wake. The earth was filled with cries of agony and rivers of blood.

Wu Tian smelled an incredibly strong stench of blood in the wind; countless lives had perished there.

“That direction is Demon Cloud Village…” Man Xiongmu began, his voice trembling uncontrollably.

"It's over, it's all over. The Demon King has come out of the mountains, how can these villages possibly stop him?"

"Everyone is going to die..."

Roar!
The enormous white ape opened its blood-red maw and swallowed everything in its path, plunging the world into darkness. Countless creatures screamed and howled as they were swallowed by that gigantic maw.

"Damn it, damn it all!" Man Xiongmu's eyes were bloodshot. "In this situation, why aren't they making a move? What are they waiting for?"

"Does everyone down the mountain have to die?"

Wu Tian felt a chill run through his body. Regardless of whether the senior who had gathered the demons knew about it before, the fact that such a commotion had occurred now left neither the Skull Mountain nor the forbidden area halfway up the mountain making any move.

Are ordinary people as insignificant as ants?

The thought flashed through his mind, and his heart turned ice-cold.

But soon, he couldn't care less about any of that. His innate ability to avoid misfortune and seek good fortune suddenly kicked in, and a bloody light engulfed the entire White Dog Village.

"Ouch~~"

Accompanied by a tiger's roar that shook the mountains and forests, a great demon with a tiger's head and a human body, holding a steel fork and covered in stiff fur, rode the wind and came, followed by a dense swarm of demons and monsters.

Outside White Dog Village, beasts roared and demons surged forth.

"Damn it, they all deserve to die!"

The savage bear roared furiously, and a black wind swept up its body as it charged towards the tiger demon without looking back.

"White Dragon, I'll hold off that great demon first. You should run away as far as you can, all the way to the forbidden area of ​​Skull Mountain."

"With that former... protector, you are safe."

"We part ways here, and hope to meet again someday."

The words of the bear tree lingered in Wu Tian's ears, bringing a touch of warmth to his otherwise icy heart.

He did not respond, but instead rode the wind, rushing towards the outside of White Dog Village at an extremely terrifying speed.

A fierce wind howled, the blood in his body began to boil, the power in his limbs surged, and his eyes turned extremely cold.

For some reason, he felt an inexplicable excitement.

For the bloody battle that is about to begin!

……

hum!
Between heaven and earth, the sound of a sword ringing out rang out. The barbarian bear, with its wooden feet treading on the black wind, drew a sword from the wind. The sword was entirely black, but when it hummed, it seemed to tear apart souls, possessing a sharp edge that could slay gods and split souls.

At the same time, he flicked his cloak, which transformed into a clouded leopard, merging with the black wind beneath his feet to become a black leopard.

Man Xiongmu mounted the black leopard and flung out the Hundred Beasts Soul Banner. Originally the size of a palm, the Hundred Beasts Soul Banner grew larger in the wind, turning into a ten-foot-tall banner in the blink of an eye, fluttering in the gale.

The ghosts bound within the banners howled and roared, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws.

He held a knife in his right hand, a large banner behind him, and rode a black panther through the air, roaring as he charged towards the giant demon with a human head and a tiger's body.

"Beast, die!"

The tiger demon roared and pounced without flinching, meeting the attack head-on with unwavering resolve.

boom! boom! boom!
The wind blade in the hand of the bear cub clashed with the steel fork of the tiger demon, sparks flew, and the sound of their clash echoed in the air, as if a god was forging iron, the sound shaking the surrounding area.

Their movements were incredibly fast, each move and stance containing countless variations, accompanied by their internal magical power, causing the essence of heaven and earth to roar and form a terrifying tornado storm.

In just a few breaths, the wind blade and the steel fork had already clashed hundreds and thousands of times, a fierce and intense battle.

The black leopard beneath the bear was agile, darting and leaping while simultaneously pouncing with its claws and biting with its teeth, working in tandem with its master who sat on it.

The banner of the Hundred Beasts' Souls standing behind him stirred up a mighty black wind, completely blocking out the surrounding light. The sky and the ground were plunged into darkness, and the gale swept the ghosts from all directions to surround and kill the tiger demon.

"I'm afraid you won't succeed!"

The tiger demon exhaled like thunder, roared, and a dense aura of bloodlust appeared around its body, protecting it and causing the approaching spirits to scream and wail.

Immediately afterwards, its left arm's tiger claw suddenly grew larger, and with a bang, it grabbed at the black panther that Man Xiongmu was sitting on.

However, a large black wind hand reached out from behind the bear-like creature's head and blocked the tiger demon's left claw.

At the same time, the black panther beneath it bit down hard on the tiger demon's leg.

puff!

The black panther's body sizzled as it became stained with blood and evil energy. Parts of its body were corroded by the blood and evil energy and disintegrated into black wind.

It desperately bit at the tiger demon, but the sound of metal clashing against metal was heard; the demon's fur was harder than steel.

Even after being weakened by the Blood Fiend, the black panther's fur remained intact.

"Hahaha, with such methods, you dare to be arrogant? Today, Tiger Lord will devour your soul and skin you alive."

The tiger demon, relying on its steel-like body and blood-fiend protection, withstood the attacks head-on. The steel fork in its hand swung like lightning, its sharp edge chilling to the bone.

"Men, charge! Slaughter every single human here!!"

"kill!!!"

The battle between the two sides reached a fever pitch in an instant, with weapons clashing, spells and sorcery clashing, and shouts of battle ringing out incessantly.

(End of this chapter)