Chapter 682: Chapter 554: Begin Killing_1 Feather Transformation Realm… Mo Hua silently counted on his fingers: Qi Refinement, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Feather Transformation… He himself was a full three major realms away from the Feather Transformation Realm, and these three realms were like a chasm… Mo Hua sighed. In what year and month could he possibly cultivate to such a realm? And with his Spiritual Root, could he really cultivate to Feather Transformation… Mo Hua sighed again, feeling somewhat powerless. At this moment, atop the bone-white throne with fang-like protrusions, several figures had fully revealed themselves. One was a black-robed individual with white hair but a youthful face, with an ominous appearance—a Demon Cultivator, known as Xuan Sanren, the “Mystery Demon Ancestor.” Besides him, there were three Featherization Old Demons. An old man with purple-green lips known as “Poison Venerable”; A tall and dark Monster Cultivator as burly as a black bear, called the “Black Arhat”; And a heavily made-up woman who, despite her beauty, had layered on too much makeup, greasy and slick, named “Madam Miao.” Poison Venerable, Black Arhat, Madam Miao… Mo Hua had overheard these names before. Initially, he didn’t know who they were, guessing they might be monikers of some great Demon Cultivators. But now, seeing these three Feather Transformation Realm Demon Heads and their appearances, he matched the names to their faces. Including Xuan Sanren, that made four great Feather Transformation Realm beings. On top of that, within this entire Demon Palace, there were hundreds of Golden Core Demon Cultivators. Mo Hua’s heart chilled slightly. Such power of the Demon Path could destroy an entire state boundary… Not to mention the Third-Grade Dali Mountain State Boundary, even a Fourth-Grade state boundary, if attacked by these Demon Cultivators, would likely face a calamity. And these Demon Heads, gathering here for the “Ten Thousand Demons Gathering,” their objective was… his master? Mo Hua felt a surge of nervousness, and he clenched his fists tightly. Above the bone-white throne, Xuan Sanren got straight to the point, “I have locked the Heavenly Secrets of this place with the Nether Heavenly Mechanism Seal, but the cause and effect have still leaked out. Now, all factions from the Taoist Court have gathered around Dali Mountain. A major battle is about to erupt at any moment, which is why I called the ‘Ten Thousand Demons Gathering’, to invite fellow cultivators to convene at Dry Wood Cliff, to discuss this matter…” “Black Arhat” sneered, “What’s there to discuss? Kill them one by one as they come…” He licked his lips, his tongue bright red, with barbs like those of Monster Beasts, his gaze fierce and greedy. “It’s been hundreds of years since I’ve had my fill of eating humans…” Poison Venerable mockingly said, “Don’t eat everything, watch out you don’t break your teeth.” Black Arhat grinned, showing his ghastly fangs, “Rest assured, I’ve been eating humans for six hundred years, and these two teeth have never once been damaged.” Poison Venerable’s expression was indifferent, betraying neither joy nor anger: “From the Taoist Court’s side, there are Feather Transformation Realm Cultivators coming this time.” “Did you get the news?” Poison Venerable remained silent. Black Arhat thus understood. The Poison Venerable, no, the Myriad Poison Gate must have spies within the Taoist Court. Such inside information was surely not to be disclosed openly. Black Arhat then asked, “The Feathered Immortals from the Taoist Court? Who are they?” Poison Venerable was somewhat displeased, but he did not conceal it, “Not to mention the others, at least that woman from the Bai Family is sure to come…” “That woman from the Bai Family?” “Bai Qiancheng?” Madam Miao was startled upon hearing this, her heavily made-up face betraying both envy and hate. Black Arhat’s eyes gleamed ferociously, “It is said the Feathered Immortal from the Bai Family lives up to her name with skin like jade and a beauty that can topple kingdoms and cities. I wonder if it’s true?” Mo Hua was also taken aback upon hearing this. Bai Family’s Bai Qiancheng? A beauty that can topple kingdoms and cities? Feathered Immortal? Does she have any relation to his junior sister? Poison Venerable sneered, “Put away those crooked thoughts. Unless you want to die, don’t even think of touching her.” Black Arhat said, “Why’s that?” “She’s a Bai…” Black Arhat scoffed, “So she’s a Bai, what of it? How could the Noble Clans of the Taoist Court interfere with the actions of our Demon Path?” Poison Venerable glanced at him indifferently, “Your life is your own. I just wanted to remind you. If you’re not afraid of the Bai Family, feel free to make your move.” Black Arhat retracted his ferocious look, chuckling sinisterly, “The greater good is more important; naturally, I wouldn’t make trouble at this time.” Still, he couldn’t help but drool inwardly. He wondered, would the flesh of such a beautiful woman taste more tender… Madam Miao’s expression changed as she asked Xuan Sanren: “How do you know for sure that she will come?” Xuan Sanren said, “That Mr. Zhuang bears the Heavenly Secret, finding himself in dire straits, and as they come from the same sect, whether for emotional reasons or self-interest, she will certainly come.” “The same sect…” Mo Hua glanced covertly at Gui Tao’s people. If they were from the same sect, that would be his master’s junior sister and Gui Tao’s person, which meant his own uncle… So it turned out that not only did he have a Demon Head as an uncle, but he also had a Feather Transformation Realm uncle? If his uncle was in the Feather Transformation Realm, then as his master, Gui Tao should be at least at the Feather Transformation Realm, right? 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦 So, what realm would his own master be in then… Mo Hua pondered silently, somewhat shocked. While Gui Tao continued to rest with eyes closed, seemingly indifferent to his own “junior sister.” After Madam Miao heard Xuan Sanren’s words, she seemed both secretly pleased and resentful, her gaze harboring a hint of venomous spite. She seemed tormented by some deep grudge. Poison Venerable’s gaze sharpened as he brought up a serious matter, “The Five Elements Mountain Guarding Formation hasn’t been broken yet?” Xuan Sanren shook his head, “No.” Black Arhat was astonished, “Just a Second-Grade Formation, and it’s this difficult to breach?”