I Become a Martial Arts God in the Chaotic Demon World-Chapter 75 Swallowing Ghost Child

Han Zheng had just slain Li Qianhai when a commotion arose from the foot of the mountain, and the crowd was once again parted.

However, this time it was not a figure like Li Qianhai, who coerced people to make way.

Instead, the martial artists all actively cleared a path for the newcomer, some even displaying a hint of fear in their eyes.

Han Zheng looked over to see that the one ascending the mountain was a child in a black robe who appeared to be no more than ten years old.

Yet the child's face was covered with sinister black lines, and his eyes—one red, one black—gave an extremely malevolent look.

Fortunately, this individual did not choose the direction where Han Zheng was.

He merely glanced at the corpse of Li Qianhai on the ground before stepping on the edge of the array, now standing north to south in opposition to the old ancestor of the Zhang Family.

"Good gracious! Didn't expect that even this one would be drawn here by the emergence of the ancient relic. What's the point of us sticking around? Anything good surely won't fall into our hands."

The scrawny martial artist shook his head in resignation, even revealing an inclination to retreat.

He had only barely reached the middle stage of Innate, competing with such a group of powerhouses—it would be strange if he could snatch anything from them.

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"Who is this person? Judging by everyone's reaction, it seems they are quite afraid of him, much like Li Qianhai?"

Han Zheng asked out of curiosity.

The scrawny martial artist clicked his tongue and said, "This master is far more terrifying than Li Qianhai—he is a genuine big shot in the Xuan Gang Realm.

No one knows his actual name; he's only known by his nickname, the Swallowing Ghost Child.

Though called a 'child,' he is in fact an old demon more than a hundred years old.

It is said that at the age of ten, he encountered a village being attacked by an evil spirit; everyone in the village died except for him.

That evil spirit attempted to devour his three souls and seven spirits to take over his body, as he was born at a time governed by yin.

However, contrary to expectations, he managed to assimilate the evil spirit and maintain control over his body, becoming a half-human, half-ghost entity.

Because he is bolstered by the power of an evil spirit, don't be fooled by his being at the early stage of Xuan Gang Realm—his strength is much greater than that of a typical expert at the same level.

However, this Swallowing Ghost Child sometimes cannot suppress the evil spirit's instincts and needs to feed on living souls—in lesser instances dozens, but in more severe cases hundreds or even thousands!

Once, he even slaughtered an entire small town, consuming the souls of thousands!

This incident even put the Swallowing Ghost Child on the Demon Cleansing Bureau's Demon Cleansing List.

Members of the Bureau can earn Merit Points for killing him, and others can take his head to the Bureau to exchange for five hundred Elemental Crystals or a bottle of medium-grade Spirit Pill!"

If Li Qianhai was a mad dog, then this Swallowing Ghost Child was a bona fide fierce criminal.

Li Qianhai killed for a reason, while the Swallowing Ghost Child killed purely because he could not suppress his evil spirit instincts and was hungry for something to eat.

Han Zheng's brow furrowed slightly.

Now there were two martial artists at the Xuan Gang Realm within this ancient relic; this complicated matters.

Meanwhile, the old ancestor of the Zhang Family was also deeply furrowed in thought.

The Zhangs wanted to act swiftly to attract enough Innate Martial Artists to their deaths but did not wish to draw martial artists of the Xuan Gang Realm to compete with themselves.

They had calculated that there should be no Xuan Gang Realm martial artists near Baijiang Prefecture recently.

Who would have thought that the Swallowing Ghost Child, elusive as a phantom, would have come to Baijiang Prefecture at some point.

Watching the Swallowing Ghost Child, the old ancestor of the Zhang Family said indifferently, "Swallowing Ghost Child, you have the guts to show yourself in public so brazenly.

Your head is quite valuable—are you not afraid that someone will take your head to claim the reward at the Demon Cleansing Bureau?"

The Swallowing Ghost Child let out a shrill laugh, the sound hoarse and piercing, childlike yet also resembling an old person; it was utterly eerie and bizarre.

"This old one lost his life over a hundred years ago; now, living one more day is a day gained.

If anyone's not afraid of death and wants to take this old man's head for the reward money, let them try."

As he spoke, the Swallowing Ghost Child looked around with a bizarre laugh: "Old Brother Zhang, considering the size of this relic, it doesn't seem too large. In ancient times, there was no top-tier great sect here, so the treasures probably aren't that ample.

But there are too many people here; how about we take the initiative to kill them off then we can evenly divide the treasures in this relic?"

As soon as these words were uttered, the complexion of those present changed instantly, with many retreating in terror.

The Swallowing Ghost Child was known for his insane actions; he was truly capable of doing such a thing!

Zhang Family's patriarch snorted coldly, "My Zhang Family is an upstanding Martial Arts household, and even if we are to contend for treasures, it will be on the grounds of strength and opportunity.

My Zhang Family would never stoop to the wanton slaughter of the innocent to monopolize treasures!"

He had gone to great lengths to lure so many pathfinders, the Martial Artists; he wasn't insane enough to contemplate killing them all.

The surrounding Martial Artists, upon hearing the words of Zhang Family's patriarch, heaved a sigh of relief and even begun to praise his benevolence and righteousness.

Han Zheng privately sneered at this spectacle.

One side naturally inclined towards brutality, intending to slaughter every person present.

The other cloaked in a guise of morality, outwardly speaking of justice and openness but in reality sending these Martial Artists to their deaths in his stead, and they still had to thank Zhang Family's patriarch for his 'benevolence'.

The latter was actually more despicable than the former.

At least with the former, one could remain cautious in plain sight, but with the latter, you never knew when you might be stabbed in the back.

At this moment, the residual waves of the array finally dissipated, revealing the true form of the relic.

The Swallowing Ghost Child let out a strange cackle and leaped straight into the relic.

Those Martial Artists at the front quickly followed suit and entered.

Zhang Family's patriarch moved slightly, but didn't immediately step into the relic, as if displaying his grace.

Only after over a dozen people had entered did Zhang Family's patriarch follow with his clan members into the relic.

Seeing Zhang Family's patriarch move, Han Zheng prepared to follow suit.

But before descending, he spoke to the lean Martial Artist beside him, "The perils inside this relic may surpass your imagination.

With your level of strength, the likelihood of losing your life is extremely high.

Since you have cultivated arduously for so many years, it would be better not to take such a dangerous shortcut."

Having said that, Han Zheng directly descended into the relic.

The lean Martial Artist hesitated for a moment, but ultimately chose not to follow.

Just as Han Zheng had said, he had endured many years of hard cultivation; it really wasn't necessary to risk it all this one time.

Moreover, with evildoers like Swallowing Ghost Child among that group, the danger was even greater.

As Han Zheng descended into the relic, he was immediately enveloped by a chilling, desolate aura.

The True Martial Sect of old must have been built against a mountain, which later succumbed to the Demons, with even the Sect itself buried within the mountain.

It was rumored that during Ancient Times, when the Martial Arts flourished, some powerful Sects could even create their own heavenly paradises to shelter from Demon attacks.

Clearly, True Martial Sect was not one of these elite Sects, and thus couldn't avoid its eventual destruction by the Demons.

There isn't much historical information about Ancient Times left in today's Martial World, but there are many legends, though their authenticity is hard to discern.

However, one thing is widely acknowledged: the strength of Demons was significant during that era, but the power of the Human Clan was not weak either, and any Sect that has survived since then is certainly no simple matter.

Of course, there are also many who believe that the Martial Arts of the Human Clan from Ancient Times weren't truly strong, otherwise why would humanity have been reduced to mere Blood Food for the Demons?

But Han Zheng felt this was normal.

The strength of the Human Clan's Martial Arts did not mean every individual was powerful.

Those elite grand Sects and noble households could create their own paradises for self-preservation, naturally out of reach from Demon threats.

However, the lower-tier Martial Artists and common folk had no such privilege, and thus inevitably became Blood Food for the Demons.

It wasn't until Great Zhou Taizu and the Martial Saint Yu Jiu emerged, rallying the entire Human Clan's strength and gathering powerful figures from all over, that they were able to sweep away the Demons and expel them beyond the Demon Suppression Pass in the Northwest Wilderness.

Strictly speaking, figures like Great Zhou Taizu were also born during the turbulent times of the Ancient Demons.

In the later stages, after establishing the Demon Cleansing Bureau, Great Zhou not only subdued the Demons within its realm but also heavily suppressed the Martial World Sects, likely harboring deep resentment towards their selfish attitude of preserving their own interests in the face of Demonic threats.

At this moment, Han Zheng looked around. There was no source of light underground, so everything was shrouded in darkness.

However, Martial Artists who have reached the Innate Transcendence Realm experience a surge in their Six Senses, and their night vision improves as well.

Though not to the point of seeing as clearly as in the daytime, they could at least roughly make out their surroundings, albeit at a significantly shorter distance than during daylight.

The ruins of the True Martial Sect were filled with broken walls and remnants, and there were even some black traces on the ground that appeared to be clotted blood.

It was uncertain whether they were the blood of Demons, or that of the disciples of the True Martial Sect from long ago.