Chapter 1246: 664: Xuan Ming's Trump Card! Everything Will End!

Inside the City Lord Mansion. Hu Yi's figure was trembling with excitement.

Even though he was already in almost complete control of the entire Fox People Clan.

After pledging allegiance to the True Martial Sect, he received quite a few resources.

But these resources could not support him in advancing to the Daoist Monarch Realm.

Yet with Jiang Shu, he saw a trace of possibility.

After all, their half-demon race, though not liked by either the Human Clan or Demon Race, would face limitations in cultivation due to their bloodline.

However, compared to many cultivators of the Human Clan, they possessed a natural advantage.

That is, their long lifespan.

As long as the war ends, as long as he continues to follow Jiang Shu, perhaps, one day, he too could attain the Daoist Monarch.

Hu Yi took a deep breath, and his entire body knelt on the ground, bowing repeatedly with heartfelt loyalty.

"This mask has the effect of changing appearances. Cultivators and Demon Race members of the same realm generally cannot discern your true appearance. It benefits you in gathering information outside."

"Of course, most importantly, it is inscribed with one of my Divine Skills. In times of necessity, it can create a safe space for you, shielding all perception. Unless a Demon Venerable acts, even an ordinary Demon Monarch cannot harm you."

"However, this safe space can only be maintained for a quarter of an hour, so caution is still necessary."

Jiang Shu naturally had some appreciation for Hu Yi, the first Fox Person to pledge allegiance to him.

His future Two Realms Shuttle time spent in Cang Mang Domain might not last long.

Indeed, he needed a voice piece.

Therefore, the higher Hu Yi's realm, the better.

"Yes, I will be cautious in all matters."

Hu Yi continued to bow, keeping his head down, not looking at the various light spheres before him.

"Rise. The actions will begin formally in a few days."

Jiang Shu's voice was unhurried, watching as Hu Yi respectfully placed the light spheres into his Storage Bag. Then, after a moment's thought, he continued:

"When your realm advances further, I will impart you a cultivation method of the Great Dao."

With his current realm, he could gauge a cultivator or a Demon Race member's cultivation talent.

Someone like Hu Yi, despite not having exceptionally high talent, might find the Nirvana Realm his limit, no matter the resources.

But if he could provide a cultivation method of the Great Dao in the future.

Though it would completely block his cultivation path, forcibly promoting him to the Daoist Monarch Realm.

Yet a Daoist Monarch is, after all, a Daoist Monarch.

"Thank you, Daoist Venerable..."

Hu Yi inhaled deeply, clenched his fists, and restrained his inner excitement, carefully pushing the door open and walking outside.

...

A few days later.

The following morning, Panhai City's East Market just began bustling.

This was the designated half-demon trading area.

The air was filled with the scent of the sea, soil, and various mixed odors from half-demon bodies.

A bulky figure with gray-blue skin, with sharp tusks, was unloading goods from a large ship.

These goods were various materials transported from the Cang Mang Domain.

Each one was extremely heavy.

Yet with his cultivation near the Primordial Pill Realm, hauling them was an easy task.

His gaze seemed naive, but his movements were remarkably nimble, his glance inadvertently sweeping towards the direction of human soldiers gathering for patrol.

At that moment, a chilling sensation enveloped the entire East Market unexpectedly.

A neat set of footsteps echoed in the distance.

The noisy cries of hawking and bargaining instantly froze.

Some half-demons were left feeling as if plunged into an icy pit, stiffly looking towards the same direction.

In the distance.

Hu Yi wore the Daoist Robe bestowed by Jiang Shu, holding a Heaven Rank mask, his appearance perfectly concealed.

Rays of light flickered faintly between his fingers.

In the center of his palm, he held a City Lord Order!

After experiencing so many events, he was no longer the ordinary half-demon he once was.

Simply releasing his Nirvana Realm aura could make these ordinary half-demons tremble.

"City Lord Order."

A patrolling cultivator recognized the City Lord Order at first glance, immediately standing solemnly aside, holding their breath.

Hu Yi's gaze precisely fell on the Stone Skin Demon unloading goods.

The latter's muscles instantly tensed, a trace of panic and disbelief flashing deep within his eyes.

"Qing Shi."

Hu Yi spoke, his voice not loud but clear to every Demon Race and Human Clan member present, using the common tongue of the Demon Race.

The Wolfman named Qing Shi stiffened, barely squeezing out a flattering smile, turned around, and bowed deeply, speaking in a gruff voice: "Dear sir, I... I am just moving the goods..."

Before the words finished, Hu Yi's figure burst forth swiftly.

The next second, he appeared like a ghost three feet behind Qing Shi's side.

With just a simple raise of his hand, his right hand seemed to pierce through fragile paper, easily penetrating Qing Shi's robust back.

"Ah!"

Qing Shi could only let out a short, shocked scream, his eyes bulging.

A tremendous force followed the hand into his body, mercilessly crushing his bones and organs, extinguishing his life force.

His durable stone skin held no more strength than tofu under Hu Yi's immense power.

Puh!

A muffled tearing sound erupted as Hu Yi's hand burst from his chest, unleashing a spray of mixed visceral fragments and stinking, green-brown demon blood.

Bang!

Qing Shi's bulky corpse fell to the ground like a broken sack, raising a cloud of dust.

The blood rapidly spread across the rough stone path, emitting an overwhelming mix of rusty and sea scent.

The entire East Market was eerily silent, the sound of breathing almost nonexistent.