Chapter 570 – The Demon Suppression Statuary (1/2)

“Woman!”

The beetle demonfolk let out a furious roar, and his skin turned blue. The crown on his head protruded, extending into a huge horn that rammed towards Li Qingshan viciously.

“Venerable, be careful! He’s demonfied!”

Duoge called out. If Li Qingshan died, then only death would await him too. He would not be able to escape the fate of being eaten.

Li Qingshan casually caught the horn. The beetle demonfolk continued to advance, but he felt like a mountain was standing before him, utterly immovable.

Li Qingshan pulled gently, and the beetle demonfolk felt an irresistibly tremendous force pull him over against his will. Afterwards, he felt his neck tighten, and Li Qingshan had already wrapped his other arm around his neck.

Li Qingshan pulled gently with both hands, ripping his skin and flesh open, revealing pale-white bone. Blood spurted out like a geyser. He forcefully ripped off the beetle demonfolk’s huge head and tossed it into the air like a basketball.

With a thud, it landed against the gilded door, smashing to pieces and becoming stuck there.

The several dozen demonfolk roared furiously, all demonifying and killing their way over.

A while later, the corpses of demonfolk were scattered across the ground, and the blood had even formed a thin layer. Only the two demonfolk left with the top half of their bodies continued to tear at each other mindlessly.

Li Qingshan walked over to the gilded door and kicked them aside. They slammed into the golden walls with a splat, reduced to mincemeat. They merged as one as they slowly slid down.

“Duoge, what’s behind the door?”

“A lot of very powerful demonfolk, but no Demon Generals. Demon Generals can’t seem to come up?” Duogo rummaged through the beetle demonfolk’s chest excitedly.

Demon General? They’re probably equivalent to Corpse Generals! Li Qingshan pondered for a moment. “Can’t come up? You mean there are more prisons down below?”

“Yeah, I fled my way up from down there, or I would have been eaten long ago.” Duoge buried his head in there as he searched, without even minding when his face became caked in blood. “Hmm? Why isn’t it here?”

Li Qingshan thought of the Unraging monk’s warning again—Don’t go too deep or too far.

I see now.

The Demon Suppression hall did consist of only a single floor. According to what Duoge said, the weaker demonfolk would all flee to the top floor out of a fear of being eaten, while the strongest demonfolk were probably all suppressed as low as possible.

“How many floors are there?”

“What’s this?”

Li Qingshan only saw a black, tumour-like object in Duoge’s hands. There was a hint of green, and at first glance, it resembled a hideous, shrunken head. It gave off a strange aura with a hint of sweetness within the stink.

He could not help but feel disgust as if he had just witnessed blasphemy, rot, and filth, smelling the very embodiment of sins.

“This is a demon heart.” Duoge licked his lips.

“I don’t want it.”

Li Qingshan had no interest in eating some unknown object removed from someone’s head. Although it contained power, the power would bring him no benefit at all. If he ate it, he would probably require the power of the spirit turtle to suppress and purge it.

“Can you award it to Duoge, venerable?”

“Eat it if you want!”

“Thank you, venerable!”

Duoge was overjoyed. As if he was afraid Li Qingshan would change his mind, he shoved the demon heart into his mouth in a hurry and gulped it down. He almost even choked, only managing to force it down by thumping his chest.

The Dauntless monk and the Unraging monk both saw this. The Dauntless monk said, “How foolish. This will only strengthen this little demonfolk’s demonic nature.”

Li Qingshan pressed one hand against the gilded door and slowly drew the Heavy Water sword. “Little Duoge, what’s the most offensive curse word among demonfolk?”

“You’re a good person!” Duoge said after some thought.

Li Qingshan’s face stiffened. “Alright then!”

Pushing hard, the gilded doors opened extremely quietly.

The first thing that Li Qingshan saw was a pair of widened eyes, glaring right at him. His heart lurched violently, and all of his hairs stood on end. He was truly alarmed.

There’s actually such a dangerous enemy here!?

However, once he settled down, he discovered it was not a living person, but the statue of a demon male in his prime, standing over a dozen meters tall. He was bare-chested, revealing his sturdy body. He wore a pair of shorts below.

The statue was not looking at him. Instead, it gazed upwards, looking at the sky.

However, it was far too life-like. The emotions that it contained were so intense that it seemed to spring out vividly, which was why Li Qingshan was put under a false impression.

The demon pale spread his arms as hard as he could. His face was viciously twisted, his veins bulged, and his teeth protruded. His ten fingers turned into claws as if he was undergoing “demonification”, about to take on an invisible opponent in a great battle.

“Who are you?” “He’s not a demon! He’s a human!”

Li Qingshan’s attention was completely drawn away by the statue. Only when he heard the sounds in the surroundings did he return to his senses. Around the statue was a huge, circular square. Including the doors behind him, there were a total of nine gilded doors around the square.

As it seemed, this was the very centre of this “maze”.