Redemption of a Born Demon

Chapter 361 - 263: Old Acquaintances Reappear, Gaining Demon Nature by Devouring Flesh and Blood (Part 2)

As the voice of the Great Vow Master faded, figures emerged from the surrounding buildings, moving to completely encircle Yi Beidou.

"Young man, we meet again. Only this time, I’m afraid you won’t be as lucky as you were before."

A deep, resonant voice sounded as a tall figure dropped from a rooftop, the corner of his mouth curling into a smile as he looked down at Yi Beidou.

With his appearance, his body began to undergo a violent transformation. His Life Magnetic Field compressed and sublimated, layer by layer, as halos of light began to form behind his head.

Though his features were different, Yi Beidou recognized the man’s aura at a single glance.

It was the White Elephant Lord, one of the three who had attacked him back in Modu.

One. Two. Three. Four. Five.

Fivefold Treasure Wheel!

Having had an incarnation defeated by Yi Beidou once before, the White Elephant Lord was not about to underestimate him. He immediately raised the power this current incarnation could wield to an extremely high level.

"So this is the prodigy who has been stirring up such a storm in this new era?"

A young Caucasian man in a white suit emerged from a building. As he strode forward, a soft white light erupted from his body. A strange phenomenon occurred where the light fell. The ground and the colorful stone pillars all lost their original hues, turning a stark white-gray.

It was as if the colors in a painting had been forcibly scrubbed away with an eraser.

The Illuminati. The Purifier.

"You knew there might be an ambush here, yet you insisted on coming anyway?"

A woman’s voice rang out from the roof of the Holy Sepulchre Church, followed by the descent of a graceful figure.

The instant she landed, her body transformed. Her fair skin swiftly turned to gold, making her resemble a gilded statue. All across the sky, motes of golden light began to flicker, lending the quiet world a dreamlike quality.

Abyss Court. Mother of Eternity.

"To think another such individual has emerged from the Donghua Land... it is truly astonishing. Young man, if you choose to retreat now, I can guarantee your safe departure. How about it?"

A young man with an Asian complexion slowly walked over. His face was youthful, but his voice was hoarse and ancient, and his eyes brimmed with the profound weight of ages.

The moment he appeared, a pillar of purple light shot toward the sky. Blurry afterimages began to materialize around him, each vaguely taking the shape of an old man’s face, yet all with different expressions.

All the Sons. The Purple Cloud Daoist.

HUMMMMM!!

At the same time, the soaring sound of hymns suddenly erupted from within the Holy Sepulchre Cathedral. It was like an entire choir chanting in unison, their voices reaching for the very heavens.

The boys and girls from the tour group had just run into a building to take cover. Mustering her courage, the girl in sunglasses peeked outside and witnessed a shocking scene.

"Quick, look at the sky!"

she exclaimed, pointing at the sky.

A colossal cross had appeared in the sky at some point. It emanated a red glow, and upon its surface, bloodstains and rusty nails were clearly visible.

A blurry figure was nailed upon the cross.

It bore a striking resemblance to Jesus during the Passion, except the figure’s face was gradually clarifying, looking more and more like Yi Beidou.

Yi Beidou could clearly feel an incredibly ominous aura closing in on him, attempting to interfere with his Life Magnetic Field.

「Meanwhile, in another Mediterranean coastal country over a hundred kilometers from Jerusalem.」

"We meet again."

Zhou Qingchen said with a smile, looking at the man before him, Huang Tianhu, who was shouldering a massive travel bag.

Huang Tianhu nodded slightly, then looked at the other person beside him.

Meng Qianyuan.

Meng Qianyuan was currently covered in bandages, clearly having suffered serious injuries not long ago. The light in his eyes, however, remained exceptionally bright.

Not long before, upon arriving in the Eastern Mediterranean Region, Meng Qianyuan had also been attacked by incarnations of an Ancient One. He had paid a considerable price to kill one of them, but the other had managed to escape.

But for someone who had only advanced to the Saint Realm a few months ago, this was already a dazzling achievement. He had also improved significantly through the life-or-death battle.

Besides Meng Qianyuan, there was another person present whom Yi Beidou would have recognized.

A beautiful young woman stood there, poised and graceful as a peacock. She wore a skin-tight black combat suit that perfectly accentuated her figure, her jade-like skin a stark contrast. Her hair was tied up in a high ponytail.

It was none other than Yang Mutong, who had been engaged in arduous cultivation for many days.

Although she had yet to advance to the Saint Realm, she had already broken through to the Soul-Seizing Realm. Her rate of progress was nothing short of astonishing.

After all, she wasn’t even twenty years old.

This time, knowing that Yi Beidou was likely to appear, she had defied her father, Yang Tianhe, and followed Meng Qianyuan into the Mediterranean Region.

The area was dangerous, but since she wasn’t in the Saint Realm, the Secret Organizations wouldn’t waste much effort on her. The risk to her was therefore low. As for any other threats, she considered them part of the cultivation she had come here for.

’If a Martial Artist never faces danger, how can they ever truly grow?’

She didn’t want to miss the opportunity to see Yi Beidou, nor did she want to miss out on a major event that could very well be recorded in the annals of human cultivation.

In addition to Zhou Qingchen and the other three, several special agents from the Special Security Bureau were also on site.

After fending off the attacks from the incarnations of the Secret Organizations, it was unlikely their enemies would make another move in the immediate future. They were using this lull to gather, exchange intelligence, and plan their next steps.

Each of them was proud, but they also understood that if they wanted to have a part in the final, secret struggle, they could not succeed alone.