51 Ye Yuyan arrives! (1/2)
Among demons, there are three paths, Evil form, Slaughter Qi, and Authority. Demons are restricted like humans to their paths and have been experimenting since time immemorial to craft these paths.
Not much is known about demons except that they existed far before humanity did and are far more developed in their paths of power. Unlike humanity demons could not cultivate the paths of power separately, rather they advance together all at once letting them reach new levels.
The first level for a demon is Awakening and has a strength equivalent to a rank 1 expert. After advancing their evil form, authority and slaughter Qi they can evolve into a tempter. From a tempter, they become Fiends like Illathar. After Fiends, there are the lords, princes, and dukes of hell.
In each of these levels, there are low, mid, and high quality. If a demon evolves into a low-quality tempter from an awakened demon, they will have no prospects of advancement.
But if they are mid quality, they have a decent chance of advancing. This was why Illathar was so determined to find other paths of advance because he had low prospects, anyway. This is all to say all these levels of a demon are nothing compared to the pinnacle of demons, Primal Emanations!
Each Primal held a complete law and system that could rival the Venerable Bearers of humanity. They are undisputably, the Venerables of the demon race!
Belphegor sat atop the throne coldly looking down on everyone as swirling green slaughter qi filled the room with a malevolent presence and the eyes on the walls swished across it leaving trails of dark green qi.
Maven and Song Yue's bodies laid pinned on the ground as the suppressive power on their bodies grew every second. Only Alister could reluctantly remain upright as the dark silhouette grew closer to him.
The shadows dissipated from the silhouette's body making him more visible until he turned into a grey-haired with a long beard reaching his knees. He wore red robes with a vivid demon on his back that danced as if coming to life.
”Supreme Elder Qi Hong...” Alister said as cupped his fists giving him a junior's salute.
The Blood Sect has three factions, The Human, Demon, and Immortal factions. Each faction had a Lord who was the symbol of their factions, and below that is the Supreme Elder. After that, there are Elders, Titled warriors, Untitled warriors, and Disciples.
Each of the titles conforms to the ranking system, disciples are normally rank 1, untitled warriors are rank 2, all the way to supreme elders who are quasi rank 5!
”So this is the Demon Lord...” Alister muttered to himself as he looked at the man in the throne with fear.
”You've done well in leading them here. Sir Belphegor will reward you well.” Qi Hong praised Alister with a sinister smile, his gaze flitted past Maven and Song Yue to gaze their reactions.
”What?!?” Maven said with shock filled eyes as he took a hesitant step back.
”You damn traitor!” Song Yue rebuked Alister in a cold tone, her eyes filled with cold malice as she slowly reached toward her grimoire on the side of her dress.
”Enough!” Belphegor roared and suddenly a burst of green Qi surrounded Song Yue.
Before she could even react her grimoire flew out of her hand as the green qi carried it away. Maven tried to take another step back but the green qi condensed at his feet. He tried to move his leg back but suddenly the green qi restricted his motion and he couldn't move at all!
”Stop this nonsense. Alister come here.” Belphegor intoned with his garbled demonic voice. Alister gritted his teeth and took steps forward with Qi Hong following him closely.
They stopped in front of the throne and suddenly Belphegor reached out with his green and oily palm. Alister didn't move back as the giant palm wrapped around his head.
The gigantic palm covered Alister's entire head and suddenly a green light flashed from inside the palm. This was the same technique that Gulan used, it's a special demonic skill that could scan one's memories!
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In the outskirts of the blood city, a red wind whizzed across the desert picking bits of sand with its every motion. The wind left red trails across the air making the scorpions scurry into the ground out of fear.