This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable

On the gigantic plaza, six stele, each towering hundreds of feet high and several dozen feet wide, incredibly solid and entirely composed of black crystal, stood upright.

They surrounded the Sword Commanding Stage Holy Land in a circle.

A breath-taking aura permeated through these six crystal steles.

This was the Warfare Stele left behind by Mangcang Demon Venerable.

In the center of these six Warfare Steles, which was also the heart of the Sword Commanding Stage, a completely dark long sword floated in mid-air, motionless, yet exuding a heavy and daunting presence.

Swirling sword qi of varying sizes in black surrounded the long sword, their sharp aura like blades by your side.

"Demon" Sword.

At this moment.

There were many people around the Sword Commanding Stage, many of them individuals of extraordinary status who had hurried here upon hearing the news.

They looked in amazement, envy, or jealousy, their emotions mixed and varied, directed toward one of the Warfare Steles.

On that Warfare Stele, strange patterns were carved.

It could be seen, countless blood-red fluids arranged in an unusual layout on the stele's surface, drawing one line after another, which then composed divine shapes.

Now, an extraordinary change was happening with the Warfare Stele.

Its entire body glittered with a crystalline luster, and those blood-composed lines started constantly twisting and moving, actually shifting into shapes of deformed demonic beings!

The patterns continuously changed, while beneath the Warfare Stele, Ying Jie sat with eyes closed, quietly comprehending something.

There seemed to be a line connecting them.

Ying Jie had formed a mysterious connection with this Warfare Stele, deciphering its profound mysteries.

"It's truly being comprehended." A flicker of light flashed by, and the figure of Shi Wu Demon Venerable appeared, emerging in the plaza.

Having just arrived, Shi Wu Demon Venerable's pupils reflected the image of the Warfare Stele and Ying Jie, his expression slightly shaken.

"Greetings, Demon Venerable." The surrounding people, seeing the appearance of Shi Wu Demon Venerable, hurriedly saluted.

Shi Wu Demon Venerable waved his hand, his gaze intense as he looked at Ying Jie.

"After three thousand years, our Burning Moon Domain finally has another extraordinary talent who has comprehended the Mang Cang Warfare. Congratulations, Demon Venerable."

Another Ninth Grade Demon Cultivator, who had hurried over after hearing the news, congratulated Shi Wu Demon Venerable with a fervent expression.

Shi Wu Demon Venerable said little, just nodded with satisfaction, patiently waiting.

After a while, Hong Lie Demon Lord also arrived upon hearing the news.

"Father." He bowed to Shi Wu Demon Venerable, then looked at Ying Jie with undisguised fervor and excitement in his eyes, his face flushed with joy.

His previous resentment towards Ying Jie's likely act of fratricide had long been overshadowed and completely dissipated by his current ecstasy.

Soon, a few other notable figures also arrived, gathering together, treating this matter with utmost importance, ready to partake in the grand celebration.

Everyone's eyes fell on Ying Jie, their hidden jealousy evident.

――After comprehending the Mang Cang Warfare, Ying Jie was practically seen as a future Demon Venerable.

No one could prevent Ying Jie's rise anymore.

After a while, the incessantly moving blood lines gradually calmed down, returning to their original positions.

The radiant glow of the Warfare Stele also gradually subdued, revealing no further mystique.

"It's ending." Shi Wu Demon Venerable murmured.

Finally, Ying Jie, who had kept his eyes tightly shut, opened them.

At first, he was not yet clear-headed. Upon opening his eyes, he found himself surrounded by people, each with a high status and position.

These people were intently staring at him with fiery gazes, which instantly startled him.

"Jie'er, have you comprehended the battle technique on the Bloodstain Warfare Stele?" Hong Lie Demon Lord was the first to lose patience, confirming aloud.

Ying Jie then regained his senses, thought seriously for a moment, and nodded, "I have gained some insights, but the comprehension is not deep enough and needs time to digest."

Hong Lie Demon Lord laughed heartily, "Naturally, each battle technique of the Vast Wilderness Holy Ancestor contains earth-shattering power.

Even if you become a Demon Venerable, you may not fully comprehend its mysteries, let alone digest it in a short time."

Though he said so, Hong Lie Demon Lord was already elated, "Heaven certainly favors our Shi Wu lineage. Today you have comprehended the Mang Cang Warfare, which definitely heralds the prosperity of our Shi Wu lineage! Excellent, excellent!"

"Congratulations..."

"Congratulations..."

Soon, the other notable figures present gathered around, and their voices of congratulations rose one after another.

Hong Lie Demon Lord kept his smile, while Shi Wu Demon Venerable was also deeply gratified.

"From today on, during every allocation of the Blood Spirit Crystal in our Burning Moon Domain, you will receive a dedicated share until you become a Demon Venerable." A Demon Venerable from the Chi Venerable faction stood up at this moment, loudly announcing.

The surrounding people, upon hearing this, had their gazes turn fervent.

Aside from the Demon Venerable, the Blood Spirit Crystal is an extremely precious item desired by any Demonic Cultivator, even the Ninth Grade Demon Cultivators covet it greatly.

Before this, the distribution of Blood Spirit Crystals was uniformly allocated according to clans and lineages.

But from now on, Ying Jie alone would receive a dedicated share akin to that of an entire clan, an enviable treatment indeed.

This impelled them to cast their eyes once more at the six Warfare Steles, their minds filled with fluctuating thoughts.

Yes, almost everyone present had attempted to comprehend the Warfare Steles, and not just once, but ultimately failed.

However, the matter of comprehending the Warfare Steles was always highly "mercurial."

It did not depend on cultivation, combat power, or even whether one had failed previously; after certain changes or opportunities, one might suddenly attain enlightenment.