Negative Energy Transfer: System Domination

Chapter 128

Thinking of this, the second-generation demon dusted himself off.

Then, he strode towards the second floor.

When Han Changkong arrived at the entrance to the third floor.

I still feel a little nervous.

The isolated area in front of me was shrouded in fog.

And it's purple.

Through memory, I understand that the more beautiful things are in the secret realm, the more dangerous they are.

So all the switches of the demon clan on the system page were turned on.

I walked in without thinking.

But the brain is always staring at the system panel.

Although the energy bar decreases a bit quickly, it should be enough.

At this time, the demons outside were in chaos.

Those low-level monsters instantly fell to the ground and their skin began to fester.

Several powerful demon clan members who were undergoing tribulation were stunned.

With a master like me in charge, how can the human race launch a sneak attack?

But looking at the human race opposite, everyone had a look of confusion on their faces.

At this time, the human race was also confused.

"Is this demon clan acting again?"

"I think so. Last time, they pretended to be defeated and tricked us into chasing them."

"That's right. Many of our human race died that time."

"Let's not be fooled."

How could the discussions of these low-level cultivators of the human race escape the spiritual awareness of the high-level cultivators of the demon race?

Hearing this discussion, the demons were so angry that they could no longer sit still.

I have so many powerful demons who have passed the tribulation, do I still need to act?

Is this looking down on us?

and also.

Didn’t you see that all the bodies of the descendants here have melted away?

"Send the injured demons back to recuperate."

The leading great demon who was undergoing tribulation gave orders.

However, he still sent a message to the leader of the Jiaolong clan.

A figure instantly appeared on the scene.

"Dragon Breath?"

This person is Ao Ping, the patriarch of the Jiaolong clan and the demon king of the entire demon clan.

"Master Demon King, you said this is dragon breath?"

The great demon who was undergoing tribulation quickly bowed and asked.

"Indeed, this is a method that only the dragon race can perform."

"Senior, what should we do?"

Then, Ao Ping offered a drop of blood from his brow.

"Add this essence and blood to water and distribute it to them. It should help delay the symptoms for a while."

Upon hearing this, his men immediately got busy.

After the demons took it, they indeed showed improvement.

Although the body is still decaying, the rate is indeed much slower.

Finally, the rotting slowly stopped.

Everyone looked at Ao Ping as if he were a god.

Ao Ping disappeared.

"Alas, Lord Ao is still like this. He leaves after his work and hides his achievements and fame."

"Yes, this is a role model for demon cultivators like me."

Ao Ping, who was hiding in the void, left only after hearing these words of praise.

In the secret realm, Han Changkong traveled through the purple smoke for half an hour before rushing out.

What caught my eye was a dilapidated wooden house?

A small fish pond?

Plus a broken tree?

And there wasn't a single leaf on the tree.

Just a walnut hanging there that looks expired?

"Shit, where's the treasure?"

Han Changkong released his spiritual sense and carefully explored the place.

There's no need for spiritual awareness for this area.

I finished reading it in one go.

Then he took out the door panel and searched in the small pond.

Even the grass in the yard was dug up.

Then he went into the wooden house.

"What the hell, are you kidding me?"

There was a broken wooden bed in the room.

There is a straw mat on the bed.

The straw mats were all covered with patina.

Then a desk.

The desk is empty, there is nothing on it.

The key point is that there is not even a stool?

"This master shouldn't be writing while standing, right?"

Is this because the way I opened it is wrong?

But since I'm here, I have to bring something back.

What if this house is a treasure?

Damn, a thief never leaves empty-handed.

Then he put all the things in the house into the storage ring.

Then they started demolishing the house.

All the wood used to build the house was put into the storage ring without leaving a single piece.

"It seems that my vision is still not broad enough. This is something used by immortals. What if it is a treasure?"

Thinking of this, Han Changkong felt it was possible.

Otherwise, what's the point of having so much poisonous gas outside?