Master of Strange Dao

Chapter 1593 - 427: Rescue Wei by Besieging Zhao, Sky Clear as Wash

Right now, Jiu Nian just wants to eliminate the Black Mountain Demon King.In terms of strength, he doesn't think much of the Black Mountain Demon King; apart from the roots, the Black Mountain Demon King is nothing to him.

However, now being coerced by the Black Mountain Demon King, Jiu Nian must either go and rescue, allowing the Demon King along with its true form to withdraw, or wash his hands of it and face the consequences of breaching an agreement.

Both options are somewhat challenging.

He once paid the price for arrogance, and now, with his nose in the air, he finds himself in a similar predicament again.

To distinguish, last time could barely be said to be a momentary oversight; now it's because Jiu Nian refuses self-reflection, never considering there's an issue with himself, still thinking he's the one deceived.

Though being schemed against is problematic in itself...

These guys find it hard to reflect upon this matter.

Especially after escaping suppression, there's even less inclination to contemplate.

Jiu Nian, after a bit of deliberation, decided to abandon it, unwilling to give up.

Unwilling to waste the painstakingly refined scales, and even more unwilling to relinquish the Demon King's true form, which is extremely important to him.

Yet sending his true form directly there, he is unwilling to take that risk.

Afraid that once his true form appears, it will immediately attract more attention, especially from the Immovable Continent, and suddenly a previously unseen True Dragon has appeared.

Jiu Nian is even more unwilling to take that gamble.

Thinking over and over again, Jiu Nian glances at his chest, where on the surface of his now human-shaped body, a piece of black scale is revealed, swirling with mystical essence, emitting a peculiar glow.

He removes the scale, blows a wisp of Devil Qi, and the scale, like a leaf caught in the wind, rises and swiftly transforms into a streak of light flying away.

That streak of light flies, landing near where he once emerged from the Abyssal Rift.

The light lands, Demonic Qi surges, appearing as Jiu Nian, who looks around.

Here, wild grass grows rampant, chaotic; the surface of the rift is now covered by rocks, dust, and weeds.

This place had long been handled by Yang, and with the passage of time, human traces have faded, Jiu Nian merely glances without much concern.

He again transforms into a black scale, piercing into the earth and vanishing.

To rescue the Black Mountain Demon King, going directly for a hard clash offers no opportunity, only through other means can he create distractions to draw those hungry ghosts' attention.

He surely does not want those hungry ghosts to know he is on the Immovable Continent, nor does he want to encounter them.

At least until regaining his peak, he has no desire at all.

The black scale passes through the Abyssal Rift, waves of unique power spreading wide, slightly expanding the size of the rift.

Returning to the Abyss, the black scale hovers mid-air, invisible ripples expanding outward.

Suddenly, demon forces in the Nu River, seemingly hearing a mind-annoying buzz, begin activating things buried deep in their bloodline.

They collectively lift their heads, gazing toward the direction of the black scale.

As if something there is calling, attracting them, over time that feeling, transforms from a call into pure attraction, countless flesh, countless things they desire, seemingly emit a sweet fragrance.

In the Nu River, numerous Black Sky Devils frantically converge this way.

And as the change occurs, more and more demons are summoned, the coverage grows ever wider.

In far-off places, some Great Devils, with higher spiritual wisdom, can resist this summons, even comprehend what messages the mystical essence conveys.

"Here is a new Abyssal Rift, part of another continent, countless demons and human clans here, lacking Divine Dynasty representation."

This is what weaker demons can perceive, while spiritually insightful Great Devils can understand even more.

"Now the hungry ghosts from the Four Divine Dynasties, all come here, trying to seize this New Continent, hungry ghosts already in conflict with local human and demon clans, currently engaged in battle, this is an exceptionally rare opportunity, hurry over."

Large numbers of low-level Black Sky Devils from the Nu River have been summoned and rushed over.

However, as the mystical essence spreads further, spiritually wise Great Devils begin strategic mobilization, though not toward the so-called New Continent — unfamiliar territory.

They hear the hungry ghosts have been diverted to the New Continent, so they mobilize forces towards the Abyss Rift Valley.

That's their most familiar ground.

Last time, even under hungry ghost suppression, they charged out, though paying a great price, at least reaching the present world.

As long as dying demons aren't their own, as long as it's not them, these Great Devils care not so much, perhaps even gloating when old rivals perish.

They believe, with only the few guarding hungry ghosts in the Abyssal Rift, they can charge out again, claim a foothold in that resource-rich world.

Demons merely possess strong adaptability, not truly drawn to the barren Abyss.

Great Devils start mobilizing a small portion of cannon fodder demon forces to test near the Abyss Rift Valley, soon these small groups are annihilated, but indeed not the swarming, overwhelming floods of hungry ghosts as before.

Great Devils hearing the transmitted mystical essence, swiftly began driving large numbers of cannon fodder demons to assault the Abyss Rift Valley.