CHAPTER 671: DEMON RACE

Wang Hong emerged from the medicinal garden and hadn't gone far when he heard the sounds of distant combat.

Immediately, he suppressed his aura and stealthily approached the direction of the fight.

Not far away, Daoist Li and Wood Fairy were joining forces to besiege a lone female cultivator.

At this moment, the lone female cultivator was already heavily wounded.

Wood Fairy deployed a strand of White Silk to bind the lone female cultivator, while Daoist Li's Flying Sword arrived simultaneously, wrapping around her neck and separating her head from her body.

It was unclear by what means these two had used, but the lone female cultivator couldn't even escape with her Nascent Soul.

Unexpectedly, despite surviving all this way, the lone female cultivator ultimately fell at the hands of her two teammates.

Wang Hong had intervened to save her twice along the way, and now the reason she was killed was because of a bottle of Spirit Wine thrown out by Wang Hong as bait.

He had intended to intervene again just now; after all, judging from her previous actions, the lone female cultivator was one who repaid kindness and grudges.

She had stood by his side several times before, even protecting him when he had an epiphany.

However, he was ultimately too late. By the time he arrived, the lone female cultivator's head had already been separated from her body.

After Daoist Li and Wood Fairy had slain the lone female cultivator, upon seeing Wang Hong rushing over, the two of them exchanged glances and without hesitation, they both attacked Wang Hong together.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, since you've already seen, we cannot let you leave," Daoist Li's expression had turned fierce.

"Of course, if you're willing to submit to me and obediently follow orders, we might spare your life," Wood Fairy added with a smirk.

As they spoke, a strand of White Silk and a Flying Sword came attacking Wang Hong simultaneously.

Their main goal now was to pressure Wang Hong into submission, to make him serve them.

After all, Wang Hong was different from the previous lone female cultivator. They had witnessed Wang Hong's prowess in formations, which they could definitely make use of.

Seeing the two attacking him, Wang Hong wielded his black blade, dashed forward, and slashed. Daoist Li's Flying Sword was instantly cut into two pieces.

"If I were to submit to the two of you, what benefits would there be for me?" Wang Hong asked as he swung his blade again, striking the White Silk, but it was too soft to be cut.

He had already realized that these two must have known each other for a long time. Judging by their teamwork, their relationship was likely very close.

He didn't understand why these two now thought they could control him. Wang Hong's demonstrated strength was definitely not easy to deal with.

"Hehe, what benefits do you want?" Wood Fairy taunted with a smile, while the White Silk once again entangled Wang Hong.

At this moment, although Daoist Li's Flying Sword had been severed, he seemed unconcerned. Instead, he took out more than twenty puppets, lining them up in formation.

Controlling these puppets, Daoist Li unleashed over twenty Magical Arts, all aimed at Wang Hong, bombarding him.

"He's just a body cultivator. Keep him entangled, don't let him get close, I'll attack," Daoist Li transmitted his message to Wood Fairy while controlling the puppets.

Previously, in the Flame Passage, Wang Hong had always engaged in close combat wielding his black blade. This led them to believe that Wang Hong was a body cultivator, likely lacking in Daoist arts and supernatural abilities.

However, just as his Message Transmission ended, he suddenly felt a severe headache, his mind becoming dizzy.

At the same time, a crimson Flying Sword swiftly approached, beheading him in one strike.

Before, Daoist Li had felt an excruciating headache. When the pain subsided, he found his head flying dozens of yards away.

Enraged, he emitted dense black mist from his remaining headless corpse, enveloping it.

Wang Hong wielded his black blade, fending off the disturbance of the White Silk while also defending against the attacks of over twenty puppets with his armor.

At this moment, seeing the black mist, he knew it was no good thing. It was definitely not authentic Daoist arts.

He certainly wouldn't just stand by and wait for the other side to fully deploy it. He took out a crimson bead and threw it towards the black mist.

The black mist seemed sinister, but the Golden Crow Fire released by the Crimson Flame Bead was adept at dealing with all kinds of sinister arts.

As expected, the Crimson Flame Bead exploded within the black mist, and the released Golden Crow Fire, upon encountering the mist, burned violently like fire meeting hot oil.

The black mist churned violently, emitting screams of agony.

Soon, the black mist dispersed. At this point, Daoist Li's headless corpse had undergone a drastic transformation, unrecognizable from before.

The previously severed head had regrown, but it no longer resembled a human face. A green face with tusks, three eyes squeezed together on one face, and a long, forked tongue writhing outside.

The body had also grown much taller, its skin turning green, giving it a terrifying appearance.

Many parts of the body had turned black from burns, emitting a strange smell of flesh.

At the same time, Wood Fairy, who was initially alluring and charming, underwent a significant change, but hers was towards a more enchanting and seductive direction.

Wang Hong glanced at her and felt his blood boiling, desire rising, his face flushing, eyes bloodshot, mouth dry, itching to cast aside everything and pounce on her for retribution.

As he was about to be overwhelmed by desire and lose his reason, he tightened his grip on the black blade and stabbed it into his thigh.

The blade pierced through, creating a gaping hole in his thigh. The intense pain instantly cleared his mind.

He didn't know what method the opponent had used to trigger his desires, but he dared not look at the woman again.

Yet, not looking didn't mean Wood Fairy would let him off. She emitted various seductive sounds continuously reaching Wang Hong's ears.

These sounds reignited Wang Hong's desires. He gritted his teeth and punched his wound fiercely, the instant pain bringing him back to his senses.

"No, this is not a long-term solution. I can't go on like this."

With this in mind, he summoned a piece of jade-like leaf into his hand, the mutated Qiu Long Tea, and hastily stuffed it into his mouth.

As the tea entered his mouth, a cool sensation spread throughout his body, reaching his mind and instantly clearing his thoughts.

Now, he stared calmly at Wood Fairy, devoid of any emotion, allowing her to perform various acts, but in his heart, there was no longer a ripple of emotion.

"You're not human!" Wang Hong asked calmly.

"And you're not human either!" Wood Fairy's supernatural ability failed, and now filled with frustration, she retorted.

"Are you of the Demon Race?"

Wang Hong had read descriptions of the Demon Race in some ancient texts, one of which mentioned a talent of the Demon Race to arouse the most primal desires.

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