All Chapters of The Secret of The Demonic Artifact: Chapter 371
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To the Hadarac Desert – Part II.
It didn't take long—no more than a drink of tea—Eadric Rong and Doctor Huang had already left the Ghost Market area.They were now in the Maple Forest, away from the hustle and bustle of Biratama City. The air in the forest was fresh, with the red leaves falling gently, creating a soothing scene after the chaos in the market."Thank you, Doctor Huang," Eadric Rong said in a respectful tone, cupping his hands together and bowing low. "Due to your kindness in helping to repair my robe and armor with selected materials, its strength is now even stronger than before."Doctor Huang, though his face looked old and tired, smiled faintly. "It is my duty. After all, what's my medical knowledge worth if it can't help under these circumstances?"Eadric Rong nodded slowly, feeling grateful. He then cast his gaze into the distance, toward the seemingly vast west."I must continue my journey towards the Hadarac Desert," he said, his tone returning to seriousness. "What about you, Doctor Huang? What
Battle of the Willow Forest.
After passing through the West Gate of Biratama City, Eadric Rong began to enter the dense Willow Forest.A cool breeze blew softly, carrying the scent of fallen willow leaves, filling the air with a gentle, soothing fragrance. His footsteps treaded on the slightly dusty ground, and the sound of dry leaves crunching each time he moved forward, giving off a sense of quiet.However, after only a few steps, not even a single incense stick, the calm atmosphere suddenly changed.Before him, five young figures appeared, standing with the backs of arrows, staring at him with calculating gazes.The five youngsters appeared to be no more than twenty-five years old.They are dressed in neat uniforms of a dusky green color, reflecting luxury and dignity.From the color and pattern of their clothes, Eadric Rong instantly recognized their origin—the Green Valley Sect of the North, one of the famous sects that had a great reputation in the North of this continent.The five practitioners kept their
Battle of the Willow Forest - Part Two.
"Ferris Wheel Sword!"Eadric Rong pumped out his true energy from the dantian with incredible intensity. His hands trembled, filled with burning pure air, directly flowing into his rusty umbrella weapon.As he swept the broken umbrella into the air, a seven-colored arch appeared, reflecting the glowing colors of the Ferris wheel in a powerful burst of true energy.TRANG - TRANG!The sound of weapons clashing was deafening, as Eadric Rong's umbrella trajectory met the shurikens thrown by the Green Valley Sect disciples.His energy waves swept through those An Qi weapons as if they were nothing but fragile paper, falling to the ground helplessly.In an instant, the sword in the Green Valley Sect girl's hand was thrown. The sword shook violently before slipping out of her hand, making the girl jerk back."Ouch!" The girl shouted as she took a step back.Her gaze shifted to her now reddened palms, blistered from the impact of too much energy. Her face paled, not just from pain, but from s
Zhulin Forest.
"The two masters, seem to have been following this Taoist since the Biratama Ship port. What's going on?" Eadric Rong asked, his voice flat, without showing the slightest hint of emotion on his face.Although he was calm, he had guessed their intentions long ago, but still pretended to be polite according to the Jianghu manners he upheld.Reverend Yunho, who stood tall and authoritative, smiled faintly. The faint sunlight behind the clouds shone on his back, creating long shadows that symbolized the mysterious power behind the religious figure from across the sea."Join us, Master Tao Guo," said Reverend Yunho in a low but meaningful tone."I see that you have very capable intelligence. However, if you team up with us, your strength will be even more brilliant. Remember, there are many highly skilled experts waiting ahead. Not only from this continent, but also from the kingdoms across the sea!"His words echoed among the willow trees moving in the wind.Reverend Yunho's words sounded
Zhulin Forest – Part II.
The huge trees, deep valleys, and swift-flowing rivers that he passed through were like blurred shadows in the corner of his eye. He drove on, not slackening his pace, making perfect use of Qinggong.The next day, as the sun dipped to the west and the sky turned red, the twilight light created long shadows on the ground. The afternoon breeze, soft and refreshing, seemed to whisper of the imminent arrival of night.Eadric Rong finally arrived at the outskirts of the Zhulin Bamboo Forest, a region that was the gateway to the Hadarac Desert.The sky was turning red, and night was slowly creeping closer.Eadric Rong chose to spend the night in the Zhulin Bamboo Forest, planning to continue his journey the next day. He quickly lit a campfire, and prepared provisions of drinking water and dried bread. However, when a noise broke the silence of the night, everything changed."HELP! HELP us!"The sound of panicked cries, accompanied by the faint clatter of swords, made the atmosphere of the Z
Zhulin Forest – Part III.
The presence of Nun Fear and Prince Arata Mingzhu against the heroes of Taiyang was like a tragic performance. In the blink of an eye, those who were once so dominant in Yue Chuan now seemed to be facing a painful failure.Inwardly, Eadric Rong felt an inexpressible sense of satisfaction."Had I remained in the Yue Chuan Empire, having lost against the two Sect leaders, I probably would have been content with my status as the Black Bat King. However, the outside world holds many surprises—like the old expression, 'Tigers that duck and Dragons that hide!'"Satisfied with his conclusion, Eadric Rong proceeded to enjoy the action scenes between the nun Fear, who looked like a toothless tiger, and the young Prince Arata of Taiyang.At that time, the nun Fear was fighting with all the best techniques and sword arts she had, but had to give up when her sword was broken into scattered metal fragments.Prince Arata's face wore a cruel grin, his voice turning cold. "Feel this kick, old woman!"
The Figure in the Bamboo Tree.
The behavior of the people of the Taiyang Empire was truly barbaric. They didn't care that the women they defeated were holy nuns of the Gobi Desert Sect.In the middle of what should have been a quiet night, the sound of their cackling rang out loudly, reflecting such low passions and breaking the silence of the Zhulin Forest. The darkness of the night seemed to add to the impression of how vile their actions were."Come on! Strip those women! See how defiant they are! They look innocent from the outside, but they're more vicious than brothel prostitutes!" exclaimed Hoshino Yichen, the strongest samurai in the group, giving orders in a passionate tone.Hearing the order, as if released from their chains, Prince Arata's followers rushed at the women of the Gobi Desert Sect. Like hungry beasts, they pounced with foul intent.The cries and howls of helpless women filled the air, overpowered by the wild sounds of Taiyang practitioners in heat.In the midst of the chaos, Prince Arata stoo
The Figure in the Bamboo Tree – Part II.
However, suddenly the mysterious voice returned, this time no longer echoing. The sound was now clearly coming from one direction—from above, from the top of the towering bamboo tree."It's sad to see you," the voice said in a mocking tone. "You can't even track me down, yet you still dare to show your arrogance in front of this master? Be prepared, for death awaits you."Everyone's eyes suddenly looked up. At the top of one of the tallest bamboo trees, a white-robed figure could be seen. The robe fluttered gently in the cold night breeze, creating the impression that the person was no ordinary human.His body moved in sync with the wind, as if he was part of nature itself, yet his aura dominated the entire place.The half-face mask he wore added to the mysterious impression, but the condescending smile clearly visible from his mouth made Hoshino Yichen's blood boil."Attack him together! Kill him right now!" Hoshino shouted angrily, his face reddening along with the burning within hi
Hadarac Desert.
Eadric Rong, who was always calm in any situation, looked a little surprised this time. His eyes hidden behind the mask looked at the piece of map in surprise. "Chairman Zhenxin," he said in a doubtful tone,"What do you mean by giving me this piece of map? I can't accept a precious gift like this."But Zhenxin Shitai's face suddenly changed. His face that had been full of respect now looked grim and a little depressed. His voice trembled as he replied,"Lord Helper has planted deep favors in our Sect. We cannot possibly repay you in kind. Besides," he paused, taking a deep breath before continuing,"We have no face to continue this hunt. We have failed and disgraced ourselves before the people of Taiyang Empire. It is best to hand over this piece of map to the helper lord, and return to the Yue Chuan Empire."His face was full of disappointment and regret, as if a heavy burden had fallen on him. "It feels so embarrassing," he continued in a lower voice,"insulted by the vile people f
Ancient Palace.
As midnight approached, the Hadarac Desert was eerily quiet under the starry sky. The wind blew slowly, bringing a bone-chilling chill.In some parts of the sands of the Hadarac Desert, a thin layer of ice has begun to form on the sand, contrasting with the searing heat of the day.The desert's extreme temperatures literally separate two different worlds—day and night.However, the solitude in the heart of the Hadarac Desert is not eternal.There were thousands of practitioners, from all over the continent, gathered there, forming a giant circle around the small sand mountain at its center.The sound of whispers and footsteps could be heard faintly amongst the night breeze, signaling the pent-up anxiety in the crowd. All eyes were fixed on their destination—the Fenghuang Jade Tears map."Are all the fragments of Fenghuang's Jade Tears map complete?" asked a middle-aged man in a hoarse voice, almost a whisper but loud enough to pierce the silence of the night.His clothes were all gray