This scoundrel is a bit of a swordsman.

Chapter 108 Incense to Suppress Demons

As the divine embryo transformed into a demon, a tiny finch slowly took shape. Xiao Xingchen didn't understand what was happening, but he could feel something within his body being constantly torn apart as demon blood entered his body—a feeling of shackles being broken.

In the spiritual space, the battle sword and blade energy were relegated to a corner, remaining quiet. Demon blood permeated the air, and the divine embryo bathed and absorbed it joyfully. Once all the demon blood was absorbed, the divine embryo completely transformed into a raccoon-like creature. As the creature took shape, it seemed to let out a cry. Using the divine embryo as its source, the blood of a great demon erupted, flowing from the heart into every part of the body. At that moment, Xiao Xingchen, who was being pulled into the air by the blood threads, clenched his fists, and all the blood threads shattered.

An invisible crimson aura surrounded his body, making him appear grotesque and malevolent. His long hair cascaded down his shoulders, and a violent power surged through his entire being, with even wisps of lightning flashing around him.

He just stood there, and he gave people the illusion that he was a demon, a real demon.

"What...what's wrong with you?"

Ruoxue looked at everything before her, and a terrifying aura was emanating from Xiao Xingchen, which filled her with confusion.

Xiao Xingchen did not answer; his gaze fell upon the demonic elephant and then upon the incense altar.

Inside the demonic elephant lay a mangled, riddled-with-holes corpse, its body drained of blood, barely clinging to life like a dried-up corpse. It seemed that even a blink of its eye had exhausted all its strength.

What is a demon?

Xiao Xingchen asked solemnly, completely confused at this moment. What exactly is a demon? Why is it intolerable to heaven and earth? Why is a powerful demon trapped here? He desperately wanted to know the answers.

"You are a demon,"

"I?"

Feifei opened its eyes, this time its gaze fell upon the incense burner. On the burner, three incense sticks had appeared out of thin air and were being slowly inserted.

"Demons can be suppressed by the heavens. There are nine incense-burning hells between heaven and earth to suppress demons. When you can overthrow these nine incense-burning hells one day, you will know what a demon is. You came too early and are too weak now. Use every means to become stronger, and come back here after you become stronger."

Xiao Xingchen was completely confused and could only continue asking questions himself.

"The Silent Temple is a place for suppressing demons. The incense altar is not for worshipping demons, but for imprisoning them, right?"

"Do you mean there are eight more Silent Temples that are used to imprison powerful demons?"

"Have you seen the person who blasted those deep craters in the outer yard? Who is he?"

But his question went unanswered, for he could sense that Fei Fei's life force within the demonic elephant was beginning to ebb away, as if it were on its deathbed.

"That man's name is Third Master Zhu,"

A trembling voice sounded again, answering one of his questions, but just as he was about to ask more,

Feifei had exhausted her last strength; her breath began to fade, and the demonic elephant began to recover. The broken stones continued to fly towards the statue, mending the gaps in its structure.

"Once the incense burns out, you will have no chance of survival. I will hold you off for a moment. Take your companions and leave quickly."

Xiao Xingchen saw three incense sticks appear out of thin air on the incense altar. Just as the three incense sticks were about to fall, an infant's hand appeared and grasped one incense stick, a ghostly figure appeared and used its whole body to hold up another, and a large dog simply used its mouth to grab one.

"Leave quickly, return to where you came from,"

"Woof, woof,"

The demonic elephant was restored, and Feifei was once again trapped inside the statue. A dog and a ghostly figure urged them on relentlessly, while the three incense sticks pressed down on them like three mountains, deforming their bodies.

"If you don't want to die, leave now! Once three incense sticks have burned, you'll never be able to get out, and you'll never be able to overthrow the Incense-Suppressing Demon Prison. Hurry up!"

The ghostly figure shouted, which startled Xiao Xingchen. He still had many questions to ask, but unfortunately, there was no time left.

He steeled his resolve, clasped his hands in a fist salute to the three figures, grabbed Ruoxue, and soared into the sky.

They came from somewhere, and they must return there. They first appeared in that tunnel filled with mummified corpses, and that was the only way out.

As three incense sticks fell from the temple, the mummified corpse began to reveal its true form; the shroud began to tear, and the corpse's body miraculously began to regenerate.

The restored mummified corpses numbed the two men who were rushing about. These weren't demons at all; those wrapped in shrouds were clearly the guards protecting this incense-filled prison.

The bloodstains left on the ground in the temple slowly gathered into streaks of blood, which then coalesced into the mummified body in the air.

It seemed these bloodstains originally belonged to mummified corpses, now each returning to their own homes. This made Xiao Xingchen realize why there wasn't a single corpse or skeleton after so many battles; they had been wrapped in shrouds and turned into mummies.

Now that the health bars have returned, all these mummified corpses have come back to life.

Among these mummies were celestial soldiers wielding long spears, enormous monsters, and even Yin soldiers with bull heads and horse faces. He also saw those black-clad figures from the ancestral temple.

These people were all pointing their swords at Xiao Xingchen, trying to stop him from entering the tunnel again.

"Ruoxue, are you alright? It seems that breaking out won't be easy; we'll have to fight our way through."

Xiao Xingchen twisted his neck, the explosive power coursing through his body making him want to release it. He couldn't quite describe his feelings; perhaps it was the negative emotion brought on by the blood of a great demon, adding a touch of bloodlust to his personality.

"Alright, I've been holding back for ages. Ever since I came here, I've been suppressed at every turn. I refuse to believe that I can't even beat some corpses."

Ruoxue's pent-up frustration erupted into rage. Without waiting for Xiaoxingchen, she charged into the pile of dried corpses, shouting...

"See how my flowers fall, a rain of swords falls in torrents,"

The sword in Ruoxue's hand shattered instantly, turning into countless scattered flowers.

Xiao Xingchen exclaimed in amazement, "What an outrageous sword technique!" After Ruoxue's sword charged into the horde of mummies, just like her name, "Falling Flowers Season," in this dark environment, suddenly a shower of beautiful sword rain enveloped all the mummies.

As the language of flowers bloomed and sword energy surged, the desiccated corpses surrounding Ruoxue were instantly annihilated by the flower-like sword energy, offering no resistance whatsoever.

Is this Ruoxue's strength? So powerful! This large-scale area attack is not only flashy but also effective, instantly clearing away a corner of the dried corpses in the sky.

This is Ruoxue's unique Flower Sword, so beautiful, so deadly.

However, there were simply too many mummies, and this was only a small opening. To break through, one would have to face countless more mummies ahead.

As time passed, the dried blood on the ground seeped into the mummified corpses, and these corpses gradually gained consciousness.

"Oh no, run!"

Ruoxue shouted from ahead,

A flash of cold light erupted from the front, accompanied by a loud shout.

"Trespassing on a sacred prison deserves death!"