Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

The demon clan's sacrificial activities are held on May 12th every year. It is regarded as a national event. On that day, the streets were solemn and solemn, filled with the remembrance of the ancestors and expectations for the future, hoping that the coming year would be smoother.

The core meaning of the activity is to pray for blessings, worship ancestors, and pray for ancestors to bless future generations to prosper and have continuous blessings. Then, pray to the ancestors to bless the world and bring peace to the people.

Fu Ling'er calculated the time, and it seemed that it would be the day after tomorrow. Originally, for a large-scale event like this, one would have to be busy preparing for it many days in advance. But for such a sacred event, Fu Ling'er didn't even notice that there was any atmosphere for a large-scale event in this magical city.

Fu Ling'er couldn't help but wonder if this demon lord had any ulterior motives.

That's right, Bei Mingkun saw that the day of sacrifice was approaching again, and he couldn't help but feel more and more irritable. He walked around restlessly in the political hall.

Outsiders don't know why he is so agitated, but people in the Beiming family know that the heir to the demon world must be recognized by the demon emperor's seal when he ascends the throne as the emperor to be considered the true master of the demon world.

The Demon Emperor's Seal will choose its own owner. If he can pass its test and recognition and become the master of the demon world, then this person can exercise any rights on behalf of the master of the demon world.

For example, for a large-scale event such as a sacrifice, if someone who has not been approved by the seal presides over the sacrifice, it will not only mean blasphemy to the ancestors, not receiving the blessing of the ancestors, but also being counterproductive and causing bad luck.

And he, Bei Mingkun, used unfair means to get to the position. Not to mention being recognized by the seal, he has never even seen the seal.

Although he sat in that position and all the important officials in the demon world were afraid of him, who knew what he was thinking in his heart?

Bei Mingkun himself is also aware of his situation, so since he came to the throne, he has not participated in a sacrificial event. He even feels uncomfortable on the sacrificial platform near the altar, so every year he lets Ji Wuqing or Luo Yutian take his place. Complete the officiating ceremony.

If Bei Mingkun was so resistant to going to the temple, why didn't he simply cancel the sacrificial activities?

He didn't dare. The sacrifice represented a major event to pray for the stability of the demon world and the prosperity and development of the entire demon world. It was not a matter for his Beiming clan. Anyone who disrupts the sacrificial activities is going against everyone in the demon world.

Therefore, even as the lord of the demon world, there are times when he cannot help himself.

Bei Mingkun once secretly searched frantically for the Demon Emperor's Seal, but he could only search every inch of the Demon Palace, but could not find the seal.

He also checked all the people in the Beiming family who might know the person who knew the seal, killed many of his people who questioned him, drove away the juniors of the Beiming family who were not familiar with the world, and trapped them in a remote area. area, ordering them not to enter the Demon City even half a step.

Sitting on the throne representing the Demon Emperor, Bei Mingkun stood up suddenly with a gloomy face, and then a burst of black smoke swirled on the spot, and his figure disappeared from the throne in an instant.

The next moment, Bei Mingkun's figure appeared outside the altar. He stood in a corner and looked coldly at the high platform not far away. The expression on his face became darker and darker, and the light in his eyes faded, gradually becoming tainted with a hint of madness. I wish I could smash that high platform with one fist.

After a while, a burst of black smoke disappeared from the place again. When he appeared again, it was at the door of an underground prison.

"Pap tap tap tap" walked through the long corridor, turned left and right, and then stood in front of a heavy iron gate. Bei Mingkun pressed down on an inconspicuous protrusion on the wall.

The next moment, the heavy iron door made a dull "boom" sound. The iron door opened, and a foul and disgusting smell hit his face. Bei Mingkun subconsciously held his breath and frowned deeply.

Then he stepped into the door, and a light on the wall flickered on. Under the dim yellow light, a dark iron cell was dimly visible inside the door.

It was cold, silent, and humid inside, and even rats were stingy about visiting it. The air exuded a rotten and moldy smell, and there was a man locked up against the inner wall, covered with new and old injuries, and smelling bad.

He saw only six black iron chains locking him, the top two hooking one on the left and one on the right of the man's collarbone. The gleaming hook claws were deeply embedded in the man's collarbone. The slightest movement made him excruciating pain.

The two middle chains hooked his hands, and the two black iron chains at the bottom dug deeply into the man's ankle bones. Blood emerged from the dark brown dried blood mouth, and the blood flowed out along the soles of his feet, staining his standing body. That place was also black and purple.

It seemed that this man had been detained here for a long time. Logically speaking, those black iron claws had long been grown together with flesh and blood.

But this person didn't, and the four holes on his body still oozed blood from time to time, indicating that the black iron hook was often shaken and pulled by others. Only then would it remain active. Every time when the claws and flesh were about to grow together, they would be violently pulled apart. The pain could be imagined.

At this moment, the man lowered his head. The original color of his dirty clothes could no longer be seen. His tall body was so thin that he was out of shape, and his whole person was lifeless. If it weren't for his occasionally rising and falling chest, I would have thought that he would have died long ago. It’s over.

Bei Mingkun looked at Bei Mingxianzhen, who looked like a dead man, and laughed wildly in his heart. After watching for a while, Bei Mingkun waved his hand, and six rays of magic hit the black iron chain, and then it was like there were six invisible ropes, crazy He pulled at the black iron chain and cursed bitterly,

"Beiming Xianzhen, aren't you hard-boned? Aren't you tight-lipped? Then I'll let you recall the feeling of ecstasy again, how about it? Isn't it great?"

"Uh..." A cry of pain, as rough as a sharpened blade, sounded out, and the voice was suppressed and full of determination. He wanted to die, but even this was a luxury.

"Scream, scream, I want you to scream, the louder you scream, the happier you are,"

In the silent cell, the clanging sound of the black iron chain being shaken and pulled, mixed with cries of pain and Bei Mingkun's shouts, made people feel chills standing on end.

After a while, Bei Mingkun stopped what he was doing and looked at Bei Ming Xianzhen sullenly.

"How is it? Still unwilling to tell? Where is the seal?"

"... Heh... after so many years... Aren't you tired?" Beiming Xianzhen raised his eyes slightly, his eyes were deathly silent, and he looked at Bei Mingkun indifferently.

"Hmph, what do you think you are insisting on? I have long been firmly established as the Demon Emperor and am recognized by everyone in the Demon World as the Lord of the Demon Realm. Who do you think still remembers who your third prince, Beiming Xianzhen, is? You hold the seal What's the use of the seal? Why not leave it to me.

I will lead the iron hooves of the demon clan across all realms of cultivation, trample those ants in the world of cultivation under my feet, and trample them into the mud, making them slaves of my demon clan forever. Isn’t it good to wipe out the shame of my ancestors? ? "Bei Mingkun's crazy voice hit Bei Mingxianzhen's mind like a hammer.

Bei Ming Xianzhen was shocked when he heard this. He had always known Bei Mingkun's ambitions, but he didn't expect that he would be so crazy that he wanted to dominate all walks of life.

This...this is simply a fantasy.