Chapter 867 - 541: Song Changming’s Renown, Princess Seeks Help! (Double - )

Chapter 867: Chapter 541: Song Changming’s Renown, Princess Seeks Help! (Double Chapter)

Glancing at the silver iron ring in his hand, and the Black Water swirling to the side, Song Changming had gained yet another Celestial Ruins Realm Spiritual Treasure in his possession.

"Not good! A Grandmaster is here!"

The remaining Demon Generals also saw Song Changming easily slay the White Deer Demon, and that surging Master’s Power filled them with terror.

The appearance of a Grandmaster made them completely abandon the siege, but by the time they wanted to retreat, it was already too late.

"Go!"

With the intention of giving it a try, Song Changming casually flicked out the silver ring in his hand.

The silver ring spun through the air, emitting a low hum as flames gushed forth, surging up more than a dozen zhang high.

The flaming wheel turned into a streak of firelight, plunging at extreme speed into the Demon Swarm, rolling straight through; wherever it passed, no Demon Race being could survive, all were charred and crushed to pieces.

With the same Spiritual Treasure, in Song Changming’s hands its power far surpassed what that White Deer Demon could display.

Even a Top Demon General, before this Fire Ring, would die upon contact, with no chance to resist.

In the end, those Demon Generals were all slain by Song Changming with thunderous means; the remaining mass of Demons, leaderless, were nothing but a rabble, their courage to fight completely gone, scattering madly in all directions.

"Kill them all, do not let a single one go." In his capacity as Grand Marshal, Song Changming issued orders to Meng Kunlun, Hu Fanyi and the other Grand Marshals and their subordinate Soldier Generals.

"Yes!"

Several Grand Marshals responded at once, splitting their forces into multiple routes to pursue the fleeing Demon Swarm.

Song Changming put away the Fire Ring, then proceeded to manipulate that pool of Black Water beside him.

The Black Water split into hundreds, thousands of droplets of watery light, and with a wave of Song Changming’s hand, they automatically locked onto those fleeing Demons, initiating ultra-long-range slaughter.

Auto-targeting, auto-tracking, coupled with tremendous destructive power—these were the biggest selling points of this ancient Spiritual Treasure, forged by intercepting a strand of ancient phantom light.

It required little effort from Song Changming; this kind of automated functionality was something the vast majority of Spiritual Treasures did not possess.

It had to be said, in the Human Race’s most flourishing ancient era, they were indeed strong in every aspect; the Spiritual Treasures they crafted had functions and applications that were wildly imaginative and ingeniously exquisite.

Song Changming himself possessed the relevant Physical Traits of an Artifact Maker; though he usually did not study much in the forging Domain, he still understood a bit of forging techniques.

He also knew that the current level of forging for treasured weapons and the like had regressed compared to the Human Race’s ancient peak.

On one hand, this was due to irreversible changes in the greater environment; on the other, after the calamities, many divine skills and abilities had been lost.

In truth, this decline was not limited to the forging path; all aspects of the Human Race had withered greatly compared to ancient times, including the most mainstream Martial Tao.

After Emperor Yuan, this world had never again birthed a second Human Race powerhouse of Emperor Yuan’s level—this was an obvious sign of weakening.

Song Changming put away this formidable Fire Ring, further extending his Perception.

Prince Cui had said that a Great Demon had crossed the border and was about to reach this Horned City.

But now, he still had not discovered any trace of a Great Demon.

"Could it be that it ran away?"

The tiny Divine Soul sitting cross-legged in Song Changming’s Nether Sea faintly caught a trace of residual Demon Qi far away.

This wisp of Demon Qi was no ordinary aura; it was very likely from a Great Demon.

And in fact, things were just as he had guessed.

Outside Cui Bai Dao, a towering, burly Minotaur was currently fleeing at high speed.

His body exuded a dense Great Demon aura, Demon Power surging, extremely strong; wherever he passed, the nearby Fierce Beast Demon Race all shuddered and fled out of his way.

Yet this very Great Demon of formidable strength now had a face full of lingering fear.

From time to time he would still nervously look back, wanting to see whether that terrifying fellow was chasing after him.

The terrifying fellow he spoke of was, naturally, Song Changming.

Only after he had gotten far from Cui Bai Dao and saw no sign of Song Changming in pursuit did he finally let out a breath of relief.

"That was close, I almost lost my life here..." the Minotaur muttered to himself in midair.

His original status had been as a Bull Demon under the King of the Nine Netherworlds; back then, he had followed the King of the Nine Netherworlds into the Celestial Ruins.

By the Immortal Tree, he had personally witnessed the scene of the King of the Nine Netherworlds being slain by Song Changming.

He knew Song Changming’s strength all too well.

The King of the Nine Netherworlds, Celestial Venerable Mo, as well as that expert of the Eight-eyed White Worm Race from Yuan Province, had all fallen at the hands of this Human Race man.

If he dared show his face before Song Changming, it would be almost certain death!

He felt endlessly fortunate that he had reacted quickly and fled in time, thus avoiding a face-to-face encounter with Song Changming.

As for the Demon Generals and Demon Soldiers he had lost, he did not feel any heartache.

So long as he remained safe and sound, he could always recruit more subordinate troops.

"Damn it, a powerhouse like that actually isn’t on the main battlefield in Lei Province, but is turtling up in some remote backwater like this..."

The Bull Demon cursed under his breath, but his speed did not slacken; in no time, he had run so far that he vanished without a trace.

On the other side, with the Great Demon fleeing in panic, Horned City regained its safety.

The remaining Demon Swarm, under the concerted encirclement and suppression of the Military Department’s great army, had very few that ultimately escaped past Cui Bai Dao.

After a while, Hu Tomb and Prince Cui arrived at Horned City one after another.

They could be seen both bearing burn marks all over their bodies; even their hair and beards had been scorched into a pitted, blackened mess, truly damaging to the image and bearing of Grandmaster Powerhouses.

"What happened to you two?" Song Changming asked in open surprise.

Hu Tomb was one thing, but for someone of Prince Cui’s Cultivation and strength to be reduced to such a sorry state showed that the battle just now had been anything but easy.

"Don’t mention it. We ran into a Great Demon from Yan Province; it really wasn’t easy to deal with..." Hu Tomb said irritably, the waves of searing pain on his body lingering without end.