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Chapter 1055: Horned Demonic Sky Sphere

Three years later.

Jiang Ding woke up in the soul of the pillar, and a gray stone ball appeared in his hand.

The rear agreed to his plan.

Not only that, the Immortal Sect's strategic department and eight great powers personally took charge of the plan, using their own experience and tens of thousands of years of wisdom to improve the plan bit by bit, and fully considered the mentality of the many emperors of the Horned Demon Clan, political struggles, mutual hostility and cooperation, etc. -

In these aspects, the eight great powers have extremely rich experience and are very good at grasping people's hearts.

Jiang Ding read the new plan and instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

He really took a lot of things for granted.

If you do it without knowing the reason, you will probably be exposed in an instant. In the eyes of the emperor, you will be no different from a clown.

The emperor might watch the clown's performance for a while, and then slap him to death when he is at his most proud. This can be a small pleasure in life and add a little embellishment to the long and boring life.

"Lower-level cultivators, never plot against higher-level cultivators."

“Don’t think you have some earth-shattering wisdom, clever strategies, or look down on others.”

Jiang Ding once again reflected in his heart: "Safety only exists in the shelter of time and space."

"In short, try your best to hide, don't be famous, grow and develop quietly, and when you have to appear in front of the strong and face the strong, after the passage of time, you will have the strength to protect yourself."

This celestial ball of the Horned Demon Clan fell into his hands.

This item was refined by the Tianji Immortal Palace, with the help of relevant technology, natural materials and treasures provided by the Immortal Gate and other immortal sects. Finally, when it was refined and placed in the right position, it can condense the fortune of the world and the clan and promote the birth of the Flame Stone Emperor's Crown.

After a long discussion among the nine major immortal sects, it was finally decided that Jiang Ding would lead this plan.

This means that Jiang Ding has the power to temporarily control the Nine Great Daoists.

This power was granted to him by the eight immortal sects.

You must know that the Immortal Sect has always had strict rules. It is not a system like the Dayi Sword Pavilion where the Sword Master and the Sword Disciple coexist. The Great One has absolute power in the Immortal Sect, and the Daoist must obey the orders of the Great One no matter what.

Otherwise, matters of life and death might occur.

Each of the eight powerful beings is cold and cruel. If they feel it is necessary, Daozi will sacrifice himself without any hesitation.

Of course, Jiang Ding’s orders must be reasonable and must not harm the interests of the Immortal Sect, otherwise they will be of no use.

Jiang Ding's spiritual consciousness and sword intent poured into the Jiaomo Yantian Ball, and after a slight sacrifice, it left a mark of spiritual consciousness.

He quickly understood how to use this thing.

"Need to contact the prince of the Horned Demon Clan? Preferably the prince of Emperor Yanshi."

Jiang Ding frowned slightly.

He didn't quite understand the luck and heavenly secrets in the Horned Demon Orb, but the principle was clear, which was to use the Horned Demon clan's well-endowed prince as a guide to stimulate the clan's and the world's luck, and then condense the prince's crown.

But the emperor's son is not easy to approach.

For example, if he were within the Xianmen territory, he would be under constant surveillance by the central array spirit computer all year round. Don't think that you can have a chance to assassinate him just by wandering around. There is no such possibility from the beginning to the end. It's all superficial.

Based on this, Emperor Yanshi must have also kept a close eye on his descendants.

After all, even an emperor does not have many children, and there are only one or two who are capable of success. They are the descendants of his father, and his emotions are placed on his family, so it is impossible for him to ignore everything.

"For Shadow Demon?"

An idea came to Jiang Ding's mind.

"Forget it, forget it, this guy is too weak, there is no insurance at all."

Jiang Ding sighed.

All of Shadow Demon Abyss's abilities, skills, spells, and natal magic weapons are all related to concealment. It is true that his concealment ability is so strong that it far exceeds that of other immortal sects' disciples.

However, the strength of her soul and her magical power is just like that.

The beauty of simple numerical values ​​was enough to crush her painstakingly studied concealment ability, and it was so thorough that there was no room for hiding or maneuvering.

It's not that this person is not allowed to do this kind of work, but there is some risk of exposure.

"Let me go and take a look at the prince of the Horned Demon Clan..."

Jiang Ding said to himself.

He did not do anything, nor did he walk out of the pillar's spirit, still waiting silently.

It wasn’t long before, just twelve years later, an opportunity arose.

The Zi Shi City where the Zhenshan Sect is located is ruled by the Mo Yan Ancient City tens of thousands of miles away. Every fifty years, the Mo Yan Clan's inspectors living in the Mo Yan Ancient City will inspect the surrounding areas, inspecting the production conditions of various mines, spiritual veins, spiritual medicine gardens, etc., and inspecting whether the slave tribes in various places have embezzled money and whether the offerings for the next year can be collected in full.

These are the foundation of the Demon Rock Clan and should not be taken lightly.

This time, ten years before the routine inspection time, the Demon Rock Clan Inspector arrived in Zi Shi City.

It’s not Jiang Ding’s fault.

His life span was long. Not to mention ten years, he could wait a hundred years if necessary. He would not do anything but quietly wait for the opportunity to appear naturally. He would not add unnecessary things. The Demon Rock Tribe patrol came early because a "blood demon disaster" occurred in a place thousands of miles away. Several slave tribe leaders and their tribesmen died. Their blood, energy, spirit and soul were plundered, leaving only smooth white bones.

Among these dead slave leaders, one was one of the slaves in Zi Shi City, the Jindan-level patriarch of the Niu Shi tribe.

The Jindan stage is called the "Wei stage" among the levels of the Horned Demon Emperor clan.

The Nascent Soul Stage corresponds to the 'General Stage'.

"Greetings, Lord Kuoyan!"

Zhenren Jianshi, as well as the Jindan demon cultivators from the fox clan, tiger clan, vine demon clan and other tribesmen bowed three times and kowtowed nine times to a giant that was as big as a hill, trying their best to express their humility.

This giant, as big as a hill, also has the aura of the Golden Core Stage. His entire body is as black as ink, and he constantly emits the low murmur of magic from his body, which makes people's hearts and minds waver and they can't help but feel fear.

Although they were both at the Jindan stage, the dozens of Jindan demon cultivators from the Nu clan in Zi Shi City were like quails in front of him.

"The blood demon disaster in Lingjing Lake has been dealt with."

"The blood demon has been killed."

Kuoyan had no intention of greeting them, and said in a muffled voice: "The leader of the Niu Shi tribe is dead, but the Niu Shi tribe's offerings must be paid by someone."

"You have to take it up."

"The fox tribe bears two points, the tiger tribe bears three points, and the human tribe bears one point..."

He didn't ask anything and just gave the order casually.

He obviously knew the situation of each race very well, and was not as careless as his size suggested. He was able to ensure maximum exploitation without overfishing.

"Is there a problem?"

After Kuoyan finished speaking, a heavy pressure spread out and he looked coldly at the dozens of Nu tribe Jindan demon cultivators below.

"I will follow Lord Kuoyan's orders!"

The golden elixir demon cultivators from the fox clan, tiger clan, and other tribes looked miserable, but they didn't dare to say anything and bowed their heads respectfully.

"You know what's important."

Kuoyan's expression eased. "The tribesmen and territories left behind by the Niu Shi tribe will be distributed to you in the same way. Don't accuse me of mistreating the people below."

"Thank you, Lord Kuoyan!"

The surrounding Nu tribe Jindan were overjoyed.

With the help of the Niushi tribe, things are not that difficult. Even if this year is a little more difficult, we should be able to make up the offerings.

Kuoyan sat there calmly, not saying anything.

"Lord Kuoyan, you have worked hard on your journey..."

The chief of the fox tribe was a handsome man. He smiled charmingly and clapped his hands. Two handsome fox monks shyly stepped forward and served beside the tall Demon Rock monk.

"Not bad."

Kuoyan smiled, slowly opened and closed his mouth.

Click.

The two handsome fox monks were left with only a pair of swaying legs, and finally fell to the ground.

“It still tastes so delicious.”

Kuoyan exclaimed.

"As long as adults like it."

The fox tribe leader was delighted.

Soon after, the tiger tribe, vine monster tribe, human tribe and others each presented their own gifts. Some were natural treasures, some were spirit stones, and some were tribesmen.

The human race's was a third-grade, mid-quality purple jade stone.

Kuoyan accepted them all with a smile and stored them into his pitch-black stone body.

"Offerings must be paid in full."

Kuoyan's expression eased a little and he spoke again.

These gifts could only ensure that he would not continue to levy additional tributes. The original tributes had to be handed over, otherwise he would have to pay for it himself.

At that time, people would be killed.

"Yes, Lord Kuoyan."

The many slave tribe Jindan around were not surprised and knelt down respectfully again.

No one noticed that the third-grade, mid-quality purple jade stone placed in the pitch-black stone body was flickering with subtle spiritual light, and an invisible force flowed along the pitch-black stone body and into the soul of the Demon Rock Clan cultivator.

(End of this chapter)