Be the Hardest Working Demon Cultivator!
Tan Shuchang had always considered himself born into a scholarly family and had also been a young star atop the honor roll, a true parasite of the upper class. He should have been holding significant local authority, receiving endless gifts, spending boundless money, enjoying innumerable years, and marrying countless concubines. How had he ended up becoming a demonic cultivator? After pondering for a long time and still not understanding, he slowly emerged from the pool of blood, deciding to think it over gradually…
151. Be a ghost at sunrise and a human at sunset
This was a mountain neither tall nor short, covered with a forest of trees that were neither yellow nor green. Nestled among the trees was a crudely made thatched hut. But perhaps, since the mountain was not high, it had a spirit as long as a sage was present; at this moment, this ordinary forest was filled with a dense, miasmic aura.
At that moment, a dark shadow suddenly burst out from afar, kicking up a trail of dust and cutting several trees down to their waists as it went.
Then, the shadow, which hadn't managed to escape in time, was directly crushed beneath these trees.
However, ultimately, due to the Mountain-Sea Beast's extraordinary physical body, these trees, each weighing roughly seven to eight hundred pounds, didn't inflict the slightest injury on the shadow.
Creak, crack.
Following the two claws that shattered the obstructive branches, a dragon head about the size of a baby's emerged from beneath the trees.