Chapter 136: A Substantial Increase in Strength

The Crown Prince is severely injured!

When this news reached the Imperial Capital, it instantly caused an uproar among countless people. Who was Jiang Rulong? He was the undisputed Crown Prince of the Great Qian Dynasty. Not only was he gifted with extraordinary talent, but his strength was immense, standing as a powerhouse at the ninth level of the Marquis Realm. On the Heaven's Pride Ranking, he was ranked among the top, specifically at 101st place.

During this tomb exploration, everyone believed that Jiang Rulong would reap a massive harvest and seize the opportunity to breakthrough to the Heavenly King Realm in one fell swoop. Yet, no one expected that Jiang Rulong would not only fail but also be left critically wounded. This was simply inconceivable!

"I heard that this tomb exploration was a trap set by the Black Demon Cult specifically for the Crown Prince."

"What? That is too insidious! The Crown Prince's injuries must be the work of the Black Demon Cult. I wonder if the Emperor will seek revenge for the Crown Prince!"

"It is difficult. The Black Demon Cult is an immortal power; our Great Qian Dynasty cannot even compare to a Sacred Ground, let alone seek revenge against the Black Demon Cult."

Within the Imperial Capital, everyone was discussing the matter. The Crown Prince's grave injury tugged at the heartstrings of many.

"Pass on my decree: surround and kill the disciples of the Black Demon Cult!"

The Qian Emperor was furious and issued an imperial edict. Immediately, a great army was mobilized, heading straight for Jiangning City, intending to surround and kill the King of Feathered Evil and his cohorts to avenge Jiang Rulong.

While everyone was shocked by the Crown Prince’s injury, Mo Xingyun was far more concerned about the safety of Jun Wushuang.

"What did you say? Jun Wushuang is missing?"

Looking at Jiang Hongru before him, Mo Xingyun’s expression changed drastically.

"Dean Mo, I am sorry. I have already sent people to search, but there has been no news of Master Jun. He did not appear during this tomb exploration, and his whereabouts are unknown!"

Having just settled down, Jiang Hongru had rushed to the Qingyun Martial Arts Academy without a moment's rest to inform Mo Xingyun of the situation.

Whoosh!

Mo Xingyun soared into the sky, leaving the Imperial Capital directly and heading toward Jiangning City. Jun Wushuang was the hope for the resurgence of the Qingyun Martial Arts Academy; he could never stand by and watch something happen to him.

"Sigh!"

Watching Mo Xingyun depart, Jiang Hongru sighed, filled with worry. Had Jiang Rulong’s injuries not been so severe that he had to be escorted back personally, he would likely have remained in Jiangning City to continue searching for Master Jun. Now that he could not leave the capital, he could only tell Mo Xingyun, hoping that he would be able to find Master Jun.

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One month later.

In a secluded place, Jun Wushuang slowly opened his eyes. His pupils were pitch-black and deep, transforming into two bottomless abysses that seemed capable of devouring one's mind and soul.

Crack, crack!

As Jun Wushuang stood up, his bones and muscles emitted crisp sounds like popping beans. An unprecedented, explosive power flooded his entire body.

"Ninth level of the Heaven-Human Realm, nine thousand drops of demonic fluid, twelve spiritual demonic patterns—my current strength is enough to deal with a powerhouse at the ninth level of the Marquis Realm. If I unleash the 'Avatar of Asura,' I can even battle a powerhouse at the Heavenly King Realm!"

Jun Wushuang’s eyes gleamed with intensity. Feeling the changes in his strength, he was full of confidence.

"Compared to the improvement in my cultivation base, my greatest gain this time is that my Devouring Demon Body has reached Great Completion!"

Jun Wushuang lowered his head, looking down at his demonic body. Having devoured the Storm Sacred Body of Mo Fenglie, his Devouring Demon Body had finally reached Great Completion, comparable to the Sacred Bodies of heaven-favored geniuses. One step further, and his Demon Body would reach perfection, rivaling the peerless monsters who possessed Divine Bodies!

"Second Phenomenon: Demon Emperor Suppresses the Myriad Worlds!"

Jun Wushuang activated his Devouring Demon Body. Instantly, black demonic light surged, and the phantom of a Demon Emperor appeared behind him. Although the features of this phantom could not be clearly discerned, it possessed deep, oppressive demonic might, resembling the lord of ten thousand demons, exerting tremendous pressure.

Once the Demon Body reaches Great Completion, a second phenomenon is born. The first phenomenon, the Black Hole of Death, served to enhance Jun Wushuang’s devouring power. This second phenomenon, the Demon Emperor Suppressing the Myriad Worlds, focused on suppression. In battle, unleashing this phenomenon could directly suppress powerful enemies, weakening their strength. In his previous life, when Jun Wushuang unleashed this phenomenon as the Demon Emperor, his demonic might caused all worlds to submit!

"The Heaven-Devouring Demon Art has also reached the third level, awakening a third innate divine ability!"

Putting away the phenomenon, Jun Wushuang focused his thoughts. Innate abilities plundered from others were far less important to him than his own innate divine abilities. Having already possessed the Purple Extreme Demon Eyes and the Demon Seed, the acquisition of this third innate ability would make his combat power even more formidable.

"Innate Ability: Three Heads and Six Arms!"

With three heads and six arms, Jun Wushuang now resembled a monster. But with this form, his combat power effectively doubled. This was a true combat ability!

Ninth level of the Heaven-Human Realm! The second phenomenon! The third innate divine ability!

Through this period of cultivation, Jun Wushuang’s improvement was immense. If he were to face Jiang Rulong again, he had the confidence to engage him in a direct fight.

"Demon Puppet!"

Jun Wushuang thought to himself. Immediately, the Nether Poison Emperor stepped forward and stood before him. Within this month, Jun Wushuang had not only devoured and refined Mo Fenglie’s Storm Sacred Body, but he had also refined the Nether Poison Emperor into a demon puppet.

The Nether Poison Emperor’s appearance had changed drastically. His skin was bronze-colored, his head was completely bald, and his muscles were bulging and thick; however, his eyes were somewhat dull, making him look like a stoic, robust man. There was not a trace of poison gas on him. Even if the Great Sage of Heavenly Demons were here, he would not recognize this as his own poison corpse. Of course, the lethal poison and death aura had not vanished; instead, Jun Wushuang had refined them into a poison pill located in his dantian, which could be activated at any time.

The Nether Poison Emperor possessed the Ten Thousand Poison Demon Body, and Jun Wushuang had initially intended to devour and refine it. After some thought, he abandoned that idea and chose to refine him into a demon puppet instead.

"The Jun family is too weak; in this vast and tumultuous world, a single accident could lead to their annihilation. With this demon puppet, even when facing enemies at the Martial Emperor Realm, they will have a certain degree of self-preservation."

"Let this be a gift for my father."

Jun Wushuang had not prepared this puppet for himself, but for the Jun family. This recent incident had made him aware of the crisis surrounding his family. His father was his only remaining kin, and he would never allow anyone to hurt him. Since he could not stay by his father’s side forever, refining a demon puppet was the best solution.

Having been refined by him, no one could discern anything unusual about the puppet until it struck. Even if the Great Sage of Heavenly Demons were present, Jun Wushuang was confident he would not recognize it.

"A month has passed. I wonder how my father is doing!"

The death of Mo Fenglie and the severe injury of Jiang Rulong had inevitably triggered a massive storm with Jiangning City at its center. Although he had given his father a Sun-Moon Sword Talisman, he was still worried. Without hesitation, Jun Wushuang took the demon puppet and prepared to find his father.

"Hmm?"

At that moment, he paused in his tracks.

"Is the Night Owl dying?"