Cultivation Chat Group Chapter 2583: Feigning Dragon Might

Chapter 2583: Feigning Dragon Might
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
In a deep abyss within the Netherworld Realm dwelled a species of diminutive
Eye Demons, most of which possessed only first or second-rank strength. They numbered in abundance and reproduced at an alarming rate.
Their combination of weakness, potent reproduction, and group survival made them prime prey for nearby ordinary demons of the third and fourth ranks. Each day, a large number of these third and fourth-ranked
Netherworld demons would lurk at the edge of the abyss, while feasting on these low-level Eye Demons.
Today was no exception. A multitude of ordinary demons gathered near the abyss in search of sustenance.
Just as these ordinary demons were about to capture Eye Demons for a hearty meal, all the first and second-rank Eye Demons within the abyss suddenly began to merge!
In an extremely short span of time, these previously insignificant first and second-rank Eye Demons coalesced into a Ninth-rank Eye Demon Supreme.
Its massive form obscured the heavens and the earth and exuded an overwhelming presence.
Under the pressure of a Ninth-rank Sovereign, all the ordinary demons of the third and fourth-rank who came to feed were petrified with fear. Their legs gave out as they collapsed to the ground while trembling.
The Ninth-rank Supreme Eye Demon scanned the abyss with a frigid gaze, unleashing a cold light that instantly reduced all the low-level demons seeking sustenance to dust.
The demons who came in search of death had succeeded—henceforth, they would no longer hunger, for they were now deceased.
After dealing with the group of self-destructive demons, the Supreme Eye Demon leisurely opened a spatial gate and squeezed its bulky form through. It had been summoned to meet the ruler of the Netherworld.
In a stretch of ocean within the Netherworld Realm.
Within this expanse of water lay an island that had existed since ancient times. It was home to numerous marine demons that thrived and multiplied on and around it.
However, today, this island suddenly trembled. The earth, rocks, sand, and demons residing upon it were shaken off.
The island slowly ascended and revealed its colossal true form—an island with large eyes.
With a gentle shake, the island rid itself of all the demons that inhabited it.
In the next moment, an incomprehensibly massive spatial gate opened, and the island with large eyes disappeared into it.
At the very moment the island with large eyes began its movement, a small asteroid pretending to orbit a star suddenly opened its eyes, as if it had sensed something amiss.
In another treasury belonging to the fat ball.
This particular private vault was rather pitiful, having already been quietly emptied by Senior White Two and left behind only a facade of treasures. In reality, it was barren.
Within this nearly empty treasury, there hung a mural.
The mural faintly illuminated, depicting a gentleman demon with three pairs of gem-like eyes stepping out of the painting. After descending, the demon courteously bowed to the empty treasury of the fat ball, then tapped its cane lightly against the wall. A spatial gate opened, and the six-eyed gentleman demon stepped through, disappearing from sight.
In the crevice between the Netherworld Realm and the earthly realm.
An incomprehensibly massive turtle shell drifted slowly, its back adorned with a flourishing pavilion sect. Within the sect were mountains, rivers, and trees, creating a picturesque landscape.
Beside one of the small lakes, a girl in a black dress sat. Her hair was thick and long, cascading behind her.
Adorning her skirt was a pearl the size of a pigeon egg, emitting a faint glow.
At this moment, the girl in the black dress seemed to sense the summoning order of the ruler of the Netherworld. After a moment’s contemplation, she refrained from action, merely swaying her feet gently in the water to create ripples that mirrored her state of mind.
Amidst the thundering sounds akin to ten thousand charging horses, over ten thousand seventh-rank demons approached Song Shuhangs location.
“We need to find a wider space!” Song Shuhang suggested.
This Sand Crystal World still needed to be preserved to accommodate the members of the Limitless Demon Sect, with the goal of transforming it into a base.
“Just keep moving,” Senior Striped Dragon Two replied. “The ruler of the Netherworld’s authority will guide the demons who received the order and automatically lock onto your position.”
Song Shuhang nodded while recalling the information he had obtained from using the monitoring function of the Netherworld Realm to find a suitable location on the outskirts of the Sand Crystal World.
With a mental command, Song Shuhang activated the ruler of the
Netherworld Realm’s authority to traverse space—similar to his actions within the Inner World. As its master, he could appear in any area at will. The ruler of the Netherworld Realm provided the same capability within its realm.
Clutching his pendant, Song Shuhang relocated to a wilderness far from the Sand Crystal World, selecting a modest mountain to descend upon, preparing to receive the demons.
The White Dragon enveloped Su Clan’s Sixteen and employed an aura-concealing technique to mask her presence. After all, Su Clan’s Sixteen possessed a human body, and her presence could potentially cause chaos when the demons arrived.
Senior Striped Dragon Two remained shrouded around Song Shuhang, resembling Slow-Witted Songs corporeal form.
A few breaths later, over ten thousand seventh-rank demons and nearly two hundred eighth-rank demons arrived first, having hastened from the nearby Netherworld region upon receiving the summons. They encircled the small mountain, gazing up at the ruler of the Netherworld atop its peak.
However, Song Shuhang remained concealed by the imposing Striped Dragon Two. The true form of the ruler of the Netherworld was hidden from the demons.
After nearly 10,000 seventh-rank demons and nearly 300 eighth-rank demons gathered, seven spatial gates materialized in the air.
These were the summoned ninth-rank demons.
They refrained from revealing themselves immediately, lingering within the spatial passageways, gradually tempering their auras. This precaution prevented them from inciting chaos among the seventh-rank demons or disturbing the ruler of the Netherworld upon emerging from the gates.
As the seven ninth-rank demons suppressed their auras, they covertly observed the ruler of the Netherworld.
Upon witnessing the illusionary form of Striped Dragon Two, the four demonic dragons couldn’t contain their excitement.
Observing Song Shuhang through Striped Dragon Two, the three demons detected a faintly familiar aura that stirred their hearts.
With the assembly of ten thousand demons complete and the summoned demons accounted for, the Evil Demon Summoning command concluded.
The seventh-rank and eighth-rank demons yet to arrive could only halt their journey, forfeiting the chance to meet the ruler of the Netherworld.
On a wilderness mountain, gazing upon the myriad seventh and eighth-rank demons, Song Shuhang felt akin to a lamb amidst a pack of ravenous wolves.
The lamb borrowed the dragon’s might..