[Fantasy] The Legend of the Eye of Desire (Complete) - 30

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Chapter 104 Yang Yan Heals His Wounds
"Vampire Queen Lilith..."
The Maoshan disciples had killed several vampires, and Sun Hai had investigated some vampire matters, so he naturally knew the name of the Vampire Queen Lilith. He hadn't expected Yang Yan to have such a terrifying monster under his command; in Sun Hai's mind, Yang Yan immediately rose to the level of a monster on par with Qi Qiong.
"Come back in three days,"
Yang Yan said to the group of Taoists after thinking for a moment.
"Three days later?"
The Taoists, led by Piaomiao Zhenren, were very surprised by Yang Yan's sudden deadline.
"Everything will be decided in three days. You may leave."
Yang Yan waved his hand, indicating that the group of Central Plains cultivators could leave.
"In that case, we will visit again in three days."
Piaomiao Zhenren exchanged opinions with several elders from various sects and turned to leave.
"What are you still doing here?"
Yang Yan asked, seeing that Sun Hai didn't seem to intend to leave.
"The sect leader is here; of course I must stay to protect her,"
Sun Hai said calmly.
"Protect her? Can you protect her?"
Yang Yan chuckled strangely.
"Of course I can,"
Sun Hai said firmly.
"Wu, see him out."
Yang Yan couldn't stand anyone more handsome than himself, so he gestured for Shiranui Mai to shoo him away.
"Please leave." Shiranui
Mai unleashed a powerful battle aura and slowly walked towards Sun Hai.
"Little girl, not bad. Your combat power is comparable to a high-ranking divine weapon, but the difference between a divine weapon and a divine general is beyond your imagination."
Sun Hai slowly released an aura no weaker than Shiranui Mai's. As a divine general who had lived for nearly two thousand years, the twenty-something Shiranui Mai was just a little girl.
"This little guy is very interesting. Lilith, go and train him."
Ba, who looked like a little girl, slowly poked her head out of Yang Yan's arms and said in the same tone as Sun Hai.
"Yes, Princess."
Hearing Ba's order, the vampire queen Lilith slowly walked towards Sun Hai. Knowing her own limitations, Shiranui Mai returned to Yang Yan's side.
"Unleash your full power! Let me see just how much strength you possess."
As the Goddess of the Vampires, Lilith's illustrious reputation spanned millennia, and no one dared underestimate her. With Queen Lilith's advance, a vast and powerful force erupted from her body. Her eyes turned blood red, and a pair of sharp fangs, the hallmark of a vampire, emerged from her red lips.
"Take this!"
Sun Hai, a battle-hardened general, roared. A spear suddenly appeared in his hand, instantly locking onto Lilith's throat. The spear, imbued with immense divine power, seemed unstoppable.
"This spear is not bad."
Lilith flicked her finger, her jade-like fingertip striking the tip of Sun Hai's strange spear. The spear bent in an uncanny way, then carried Sun Hai away into the distance. Lilith exclaimed in admiration. Given Sun Hai's current strength, a single finger strike from Lilith should have been enough to disarm him. Unexpectedly, Sun Hai's spear absorbed the immense power of Lilith's finger strike like a sponge, transforming it into a backward rebound force.
"Good..."
Forced back by Lilith's finger strike, Sun Hai pushed off the wall, leaping into the air. A myriad of spear shadows, both real and illusory, pressed down towards Lilith's head. The legendary spear technique of Huo Qubing, personally passed down by the military genius, was recreated in Sun Hai's hands. The countless spear shadows seemed like thousands of spears simultaneously unleashing immense divine power, perfectly demonstrating the principles of illusion and reality in Chinese martial arts.
"Interesting..."
Lilith smiled slightly, extending her finger again and flicking it. Instantly, the power of that finger strike found its true form amidst the myriad spear shadows, and the immense force once again shattered Sun Hai's attack.
"Kill..."
After two unsuccessful attacks, Sun Hai roared, his eyes flashing with ferocity. A suit of silver armor appeared, revealing his true form as a Maoshan Divine General. His aura surged once more, and the strangely shaped long spear in his hand transformed into an even more bizarre form, seemingly inlaid with a golden bull horn on a withered tree.
"A fine piece! A ten-thousand-year-old Dragon-Subduing Wood combined with the golden bull horn left behind by the Divine Bull's golden body."
Lilith, with her thousands of years of experience, immediately recognized that Sun Hai's weapon was a combination of the golden bull horn and the ten-thousand-year-old Dragon-Subduing Wood, and exclaimed in admiration, for both items were extremely rare.
"Kill!"
Having regained his divine general form, Sun Hai's divine power surged wildly into the strange spear in his hand. The spear seemed endlessly absorbing all of Sun Hai's divine power. In the end, Sun Hai only possessed the divine power of an ordinary ghost, while the vast majority of his divine power had been completely absorbed by the spear. With a furious roar, Sun Hai thrust the spear at Lilith with all his might. If Lilith dodged, the surrounding area might be utterly destroyed by Sun Hai's single strike.
"Foolish tactics."
Although this attack could greatly increase energy, it was impractical. If it were just a one-on-one fight between Sun Hai and Lilith, Lilith could easily dodge this attack and then eliminate Sun Hai. Without most of his divine power, Sun Hai would be no match for Lilith. Seeing Sun Hai's full-force thrust, Lilith sneered. Her jade hand flashed out, grabbing the tip of Sun Hai's spear in the blink of an eye. A terrifying surge of divine power erupted, a massive energy flow bursting forth in an instant.
A flash of light, and Lilith snatched the spear from Sun Hai's hand. Sun Hai's body retreated to the doorway, appearing and disappearing in a blur, seemingly unable to even maintain his divine general form.
"Your strength is insufficient. Instead of fighting me, you should obediently find a place to cultivate for three days. It's a waste for you to possess two such treasures with your current abilities. If these two treasures hadn't been practiced with Buddhist and Xuanmen techniques, the backlash alone would have been enough to make you disappear from the world."
Lilith casually tossed the spear back to Sun Hai and said.
"...Alright...I'll come back to challenge you in three days."
Sun Hai stared blankly at the spear in his hand. The Maoshan Divine Generals had always been almost invincible, but he hadn't expected that in these successive events, his abilities were simply insufficient to fulfill his duty of protecting Maoshan. Sun Hai felt a pang of regret. Looking at Lilith, whom he was completely no match for, he finally nodded and turned to leave.
"Mai, have the Shiranui Ninja Army conduct a full-scale intelligence investigation within China."
Yang Yan spoke calmly, now that only his own men remained.
"Yes, Master,"
Mai Shiranui replied.
"I'll go check on those two girls."
Yang Yan frowned as he entered the room. Two beautiful women lay side-by-side on the bed, their pale faces making them look like corpses.
"Eye of Desire."
A red light surged in Yang Yan's eyes, instantly enveloping the room in a strange energy. The immense energy of the Eye of Desire emanated from Yang Yan's eyes and seeped into the women's bodies through their skin, rapidly replenishing their vitality.
"Go."
Seeing the primordial energy within the two women begin to activate, Yang Yan roared and slammed his hands down on the ceiling above them. A massive force immediately surged into their bodies, instantly dispelling the demonic energy within Li Aidan's body and the divine power within Mao Xiaoyou's body, which transformed into wisps of mist that erupted from beneath their feet.
"Ah..."
The immense force forcibly expelled the foreign abilities from their bodies, and the two women unconsciously let out cries of agony. They were drenched in sweat, their soaked clothes revealing their alluring curves.
"Hehe, done."
Expelling the damage from the two women's bodies with the domineering power of the Eye of Desire was a simple matter, but such a forceful expulsion clearly caused them great harm, as evidenced by the unnatural flush on their faces.
"I'm merciful enough. To prevent any lasting effects, I'll have to let you off easy. You must take responsibility for me."
Yang Yan chuckled lewdly as he reached out and removed the women's clothes, revealing two snow-white bodies. The two female cultivators of the Xuanmen sect were so pitiful that they couldn't even voice their objections before being subjected to Yang Yan's ravaging...
Chapter 104: Paying Back the Money.
"Due to the mysterious disappearance of the four major Daoist sects, many religions have suddenly emerged on the land of China. Among them, the three major demonic sects have risen the fastest. According to the intelligence we have obtained, the three major demonic sects have set up their headquarters in the Demon Palace. Qi Qiong's Demon Palace is floating in mid-air, elusive and uncertain. We have no way to gather any specific information about this Demon Palace. In addition, satellites cannot detect the Demon Palace floating in the air. Our current knowledge of Qi Qiong is basically limited to some ancient records and descriptions from the four major Daoist sects. I suggest that we do not rush to declare war on Qi Qiong before we obtain specific intelligence."
Shiranui Mai completely ignored the angry glares of the leaders of the four major Daoist sects and spoke in an absolutely calm voice.
It has been three days since Yang Yan healed the two female cultivators of the Xuanmen sect. The Daoist sects of the world have come to invite Yang Yan to deal with the Demon Ancestor Qi Qiong. Just as the leaders of the Daoist sects were speaking eloquently, Shiranui Mai made her own statement.
"You... how can you say that? Mr. Yangyan is the reincarnation of the Yellow Emperor, the ancestor of our Daoist sect. Subduing demons and monsters is the sacred duty of us Daoists. How can you say such a thing?"
The only elder of Longhu Mountain said excitedly.
"Your Chinese military sage Sun Tzu also said, 'Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated.' Qiqiong is the legendary ancestor of the demonic path, with boundless magic. I think you have not only heard the legends about him, but have actually witnessed his terrifying power. You yourselves cannot defeat Qiqiong, so why drag my master down with you to your deaths?"
Shiranui Mai remained coldly unmoved. Based on the usual ninja mindset, even if everyone in the world died, as long as her master was safe, it wouldn't matter. Challenging an ancient demon like Qiqiong, the ancestor of demonic cultivation, for the sake of so-called justice was simply not worth it.
"Stop with the 'you, you'! Your master is also Chinese..."
the elder of the Kunlun Sect said, blowing his beard.
"You dare to compare yourselves to my master?"
A chilling killing intent flashed from behind Yang Yan. The Yaksha Demon Blade in Yaksha Princess's arms was silently drawn halfway from its sheath, emanating a terrifying demonic aura that instantly froze the entire room. Yaksha Princess's cold gaze swept over these cultivators from China, causing even these highly skilled Taoist masters to shiver.
"Witch..."
Sun Hai, who had suffered a loss at Lilith's hands three days ago, seemed to have improved considerably after three days of training. He roared at Yaksha Princess, his immense battle aura instantly soaring into the sky, pressing down on the killing intent emanating from her.
"Seeking death..."
Hearing Sun Hai's roar, Yaksha Princess's eyes flashed with murderous intent. The black Yaksha Demon Blade was suddenly fully drawn, its dark blade aimed straight for Sun Hai's neck.
"Afraid of you?..."
Sun Hai, having suffered a loss at Lilith's hands, was seething with anger. Seeing Yasha-hime make her move, he roared and his spear flashed as he met Yasha-hime's demonic blade.
"Flash..."
Yang Yan was the first to react. A flash of red light appeared in his eyes, and the women around him were instantly swallowed by a suddenly appearing spatial rift, including Yang Yan himself, who vanished at the same time. The other Daoist experts, those who reacted immediately fled far away, while those who hadn't yet reacted stared in disbelief as the two masters suddenly engaged in a fierce battle.
"Boom..."
The moment the black blade of the Yaksha Demon Blade clashed with the spear in Sun Hai's hand, a chain reaction immediately occurred between their demonic energy and divine power. After a deafening roar like thunder, the immense energy of the two immediately went out of control, dust flew everywhere, and houses collapsed...
If you were to ask when a luxury villa and a refugee camp house would be better, it would definitely be when a house collapses. Generally speaking, houses are nothing more than reinforced concrete and bricks, but luxury villas, in order to embody the word "luxury," naturally use more materials, more decorative materials, more luxurious designs, higher ceilings, and thicker floorboards... Therefore, when a house collapses, it is more dangerous inside a luxury villa than an ordinary room...
Amidst the dust, Yang Yan's luxury villa, worth hundreds of millions of dollars, collapsed. Buried beneath the villa were Yaksha Ji and Sun Hai, as well as a large number of Xuanmen cultivators who had not managed to escape.
"...My seven hundred million dollars..."
Yang Yan looked at the luxurious villa, now completely collapsed into ruins, his heart filled with rage. He had only bought the villa a little over a month ago, and this damned guy had actually demolished it...
Two loud crashes rang out, and Yasha Hime, wielding the Yasha Demon Blade, and Sun Hai, wielding a spear, rushed out from the ruins of the villa.
"Witch..."
The collapse of the luxurious villa left Sun Hai extremely frustrated. With a roar, he pointed his spear at Yasha Hime's throat. Yasha Hime, the number one killing god in Japan, did not back down and swung her Yasha Demon Blade in retaliation. The battle resumed.
"Give me back my money..."
Yang Yan roared, appearing in front of the two fighting, and casually punched Sun Hai, sending him flying backward.
"Master..."
Not expecting Yang Yan to be angry, the previously murderous Yasha Hime immediately shrank back like a child who had done something wrong. Yasha Hime herself did not understand why she now felt a sense of guilt involuntarily when she saw Yang Yan, as if she were seeing her father.
"Damn it..."
Caught off guard by Yang Yan's sneak attack, Sun Hai flew into a rage. He brandished his spear, ready to charge forward for another fight.
"You bastard, give me back my money!"
Yang Yan snatched the Yaksha Demon Blade from Yaksha Ji's hand and slashed fiercely at Sun Hai. Since ancient times, the brave have always prevailed in a narrow encounter. Although Sun Hai was a seasoned warrior, he dared not underestimate Yang Yan's unpretentious strike. Spear and blade clashed, and the two immediately engaged in combat. Unlike Yaksha Ji's highly technical fighting style, Yang Yan completely abandoned any so-called techniques, focusing solely on slashing at Sun Hai with ever-increasing speed and power. With Sun Hai's marksmanship, he could fight any powerful enemy. However, facing Yang Yan, a monster who didn't play by the rules, who relied solely on sheer strength and speed to force Sun Hai to parry every attack, Yang Yan's strikes became increasingly frenzied. Sun Hai's body experienced a paralysis he had almost forgotten for millennia, forcing him to retreat uncontrollably.
"This… Master doesn't lack those hundreds of millions of dollars… how…"
Yu Li hesitated, looking at Yang Yan who was completely different from usual.
"Dad is protecting his property. Hmm... destroying Dad's things is tantamount to suicide. I hope Dad won't chop him into pieces and feed him to the turtles."
Ba chuckled as Yang Yan continued to torment Sun Hai.
"Back then, Demon Ancestor Qi Qiong stole three immortal fruits from Xuanyuan Kingdom while His Majesty was away. As a result, His Majesty chased him for thousands of miles with the Xuanyuan Sword, and in the end, Demon Ancestor Qi Qiong was seriously injured by His Majesty. This little brat is not the Demon Ancestor Qi Qiong of back then, so he's doomed..."
Lilith said, looking at the pitiful Sun Hai.
"Still not paying back the money..."
With Yang Yan's final roar, the black blade light of the Yaksha Demon Blade sent Sun Hai flying with overwhelming force, then he fell to the side.
"I'm not the only one who destroyed your house..."
Sun Hai said, feeling extremely wronged after being slashed by Yang Yan.
"She's my woman. What business is it of yours if she's in my room? You came to my house to fight with her and demolished my house, so you have to compensate me. Hurry up and pay back the money..."
Yang Yan said, carrying the Yaksha Demon Blade.
"I...I have no money..."
Sun Hai resolutely refused to fight this madman. His hands were numb and he couldn't move them at all.
"No money? Your gun looks pretty good. Even if you have two hundred million, you still owe me five hundred million. Hurry up and pay me back. I'm telling you, even if you go to Thailand to work as a prostitute, you still have to pay me back."
Yang Yan casually took Sun Hai's spear, looked at it, and said.
"You...I have no money..."
Sun Hai looked at Yang Yan angrily. Was this guy really the reincarnation of the legendary benevolent and righteous Xuanyuan Holy Emperor? Why was he so demanding of money?
"No money...gambling debts will be repaid with your body..."
Yang Yan said decisively, looking like he had Sun Hai completely under his control.
Chapter 105 Attacking the Divine Palace
"You bastard..."
Sun Hai was furious. Although his hands hadn't regained their mobility, he prepared to fight again. Without his spear, Sun Hai could only fight with his body.
"Little Sun, getting angry won't solve anything."
A woman's gentle voice came, immediately soothing Sun Hai's anger.
"Miss..."
Looking at the woman who suddenly appeared, Sun Hai's eyes were filled with surprise. Dressed in a stylish leather jacket, her beauty was like a peach blossom, sexy and alluring.
"Don't look at my woman like that!"
Yang Yan shouted angrily, blocking Sun Hai's path.
"Your woman? Nonsense, she's clearly the new leader of Maoshan."
Sun Hai gave her a look that said, "You're lying." Although Maoshan's new leader, Mao Xiaoyou, was a top-tier beauty, she wasn't so easily tamed. She constantly found ways to torment people. Sun Hai and the other Maoshan generals were like mice before a cat when they saw her. If someone said she would find a man to marry in just three days, Sun Hai would never believe it.
"You only know how to bully my little grandson."
Seeing Yang Yan's stance, Mao Xiaoyou frowned, put her hands on her hips, and stood in front of Sun Hai, staring at him.
"Your..."
Yang Yan glared fiercely at Sun Hai.
"Don't talk like I'm a pet..."
Sun Hai was quite bothered by Mao Xiaoyou's tone; it sounded like she was protecting a pet.
"...Not a pet?"
Mao Xiaoyou looked at Sun Hai in surprise. Although Sun Hai was a divine general, he was essentially a ghost. Raising a ghost should be considered raising a pet, right?
"...I'm going to kill you..."
Every time this girl treated the great Maoshan divine general like a pet, Sun Hai's anger flared.
"If you dare touch a hair on my woman's head, I'll sell you to Thailand..."
Yang Yan threatened, brandishing his Yaksha Demon Blade...
"Husband, give that spear back to our little grandson."
Mao Xiaoyou said sweetly, clinging to Yang Yan.
"...This..."
Yang Yan hesitated, looking at Sun Hai, who stood there dumbfounded, his face dark and silent.
"Please, husband..."
As Mao Xiaoyou's full breasts rubbed against Yang Yan's arm, Yang Yan immediately felt his breathing quicken. This female Maoshan Taoist was simply a beauty, so skilled at seducing men, making it impossible for Yang Yan to refuse her small request.
"Okay..."
Yang Yan's spear was tricked away by Mao Xiaoyou.
"Husband, that Demon Ancestor Qi Qiong stole Sister Dan's Xuanyuan Sword. As our man, shouldn't you help us get it back and teach that bastard a lesson?"
Mao Xiaoyou continued to entice Yang Yan.
"I'd have to deal with him myself, even without you saying so."
This Qi Qiong guy who hurt Yang Yan's woman must have a death wish.
"Long live..."
Mao Xiaoyou shouted.
"Thank you, Mr. Yang Yan, for subduing the Demon King."
The cultivators who had been hoping Yang Yan would help them deal with Qi Qiong were immediately overjoyed.
With Yang Yan agreeing to help deal with Demon Ancestor Qi Qiong, his war machine began to operate...
Above China, a huge black cloud moved rapidly, completely unaffected by the wind direction; the fierce gales in the sky seemed to have no effect on it.
Through the black cloud, countless ghostly demons floated back and forth within it. At the very center of the dark clouds, a colossal floating island drifted freely in the sky, surrounded by the clouds. The leaders of the three major demonic sects and a three-headed monstrous bird each guarded one of the four directions of the island, which shone with dazzling golden light. In
the center of the island, the roof of the former Qiqiong Demon Palace had been completely torn off. Qiqiong's enormous cauldron emitted a sky full of golden light, within which a terrifying red light struggled, trying to escape the cauldron's range. However, the golden light emitted by the cauldron seemed to be able to block everything, tightly binding the red light, no matter how much it struggled, it could not escape the golden light's range.
At this moment, the Demon Ancestor Qiqiong sat cross-legged on a white jade bed, behind him appearing a gigantic bull-bodied, tiger-headed, winged Qiqiong primordial spirit, fully activating the cauldron. As the cauldron's golden light grew stronger, the red light was gradually compressed, until finally, its true form was revealed: a strangely styled longsword hovering above Qiqiong's cauldron.
"As expected of the Xuanyuan Sword, even with the power of my Qiqiong Demon Cauldron, it would take a month to remove the sword's spiritual energy. If it weren't for the wielder, the Xuanyuan Sword's supreme divine power couldn't be unleashed, and I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to subdue this super divine sword, hailed as the strongest sword in the world."
Qiqiong sighed.
"However, now the sword's spiritual energy has been completely wiped away. This sword will be reforged in my Qiqiong Demon Cauldron for seven days, reshaping its true divine form. Haha, even if Xuanyuan were to be resurrected, it would still die by my hand. Under heaven, those who obey me live, and those who defy me perish, haha..."
Qiqiong's laughter echoed throughout the Demon Palace. As if to confirm Qiqiong's subjugation of the ancient first divine sword, the Xuanyuan Sword, the entire sky suddenly became covered with dark clouds, and dazzling lightning bolts transformed into fiery serpents, roaring wildly between heaven and earth...
In the Tibetan Divine Palace, the Half-Tan Living Buddha sat high on a cloud throne, below whom five hundred Tantric lamas were chanting the Diamond Sutra in unison.
"The Demon Ancestor Qiqiong has been out of seclusion for forty-two days. Seven days from now, it will be the forty-ninth day, a crucial day in the struggle between the Dao and the Demon. Great Lamas, please use your great supernatural powers to subdue the demons then,"
said the Living Buddha Bancan in a loud voice.
"Namo Vajra Great Bright King Bodhisattva."
The unified chanting of Buddhist prayers echoed in the temple.
"Bancan, you little brat, quickly convert to the Demon Ancestor, lest your soul be destroyed."
Suddenly, a female voice interrupted the chanting of the five hundred great lamas.
"Namo Maitreya Venerable King Buddha, Tie Ji, your Naked Demon Sect is a Lesser Vehicle magic from the Five Turbid World, yet you dare to invade my Tibetan Temple. Quickly leave, lest the Immovable Bright King be angered and destroy your lineage."
Although the Living Buddha Bancan was young, he possessed profound cultivation. His soft, childlike voice slowly penetrated the radiant Buddhist light above the temple and reached Tie Ji's ears.
"Haha, today the Demon Ancestor has personally come to the Divine Palace. Even if the Peacock King reveals his true form, he will not escape the boundless magic. You bunch of stinking monks, why don't you quickly convert to my Supreme Demonic Sect?"
The Red-Haired Ancestor roared excitedly, brandishing the white bone hammer in his hand.
"Red-Haired Old Demon, who are you trying to fool? The Demon Ancestor Qi Qiong is currently in seclusion refining the Xuanyuan Divine Sword of the Xuanyuan Holy Emperor. Without the Demon Ancestor Qi Qiong, you few worthless pieces of wood think you can attack my Divine Palace..."
Half-Sambhogakaya Living Buddha retorted sarcastically.
"Even if the Demon Ancestor is in seclusion, with the Crystal Skull in the hand of the Azure-Eyed Divine Lord, the Nine-Child Heavenly Demon Banner in the hand of the Iron Maiden Sect Leader, and the White Bone Hammer in the hand of the Red-Haired Sect Leader, it is enough to destroy your Divine Palace."
The last of the three Demonic Sect Leaders, the Azure-Eyed Divine Lord, also appeared amidst the rolling black clouds.
"Since ancient times, the Dao and the Demon have been irreconcilable enemies. My Divine Palace has stood for over 1,300 years, and has it ever yielded to you demons? Stop your empty words. If you have the ability, try and see if you can break through my Divine Palace."
Half-Sam Living Buddha smiled, but his tone was quite sharp.
"I know that your Divine Palace has been sealed with the Great Vajra Immovable Formation for over a thousand years, which is why it has survived for millennia. But how does your Great Vajra Immovable Formation compare to the Emei Mountain's Life, Death, Obscurity, and Light Two Elements Microcosmic Dust Formation? That formation, known as the number one killing formation of the Daoist sect throughout the ages, was also broken by us. Don't be so ungrateful."
Iron Maiden said again.
"Without the help of Demon Ancestor Qi Qiong, you think you can break through that number one killing formation of the Daoist sect with just a few pieces of firewood? Amitabha, Buddha, forgive me, I shouldn't have been angry again..."
Half-Sam Living Buddha said.
"Destroy the Divine Palace!"
With Tie Ji's roar, the Nine Heavenly Demon Banners suddenly appeared in nine directions around the Divine Palace. The nine enormous banners, each tens of meters high, fluttered in the wind, and the nine ancient gods and demons imprisoned on the banners simultaneously let out earth-shattering roars. Then, boundless demonic fire and light permeated the Divine Palace.
"Vajra Subduing Demons, Vajra Indestructible, Vajra Unbreakable, Vajra Eternal..."
As the chanting of five hundred lamas continued, countless Vajras vaguely appeared within the Buddhist light above the Divine Palace, wielding Vajra Subduing Demon Pestle, unleashing boundless divine power to resist the demonic fire. Tie Ji's demonic fire and light could not penetrate the Divine Palace even half a step.
"You stinking monks, stop your arrogance!"
Seeing Tie Ji unleash the Nine Heavenly Demon Banner with all her might, the red-haired patriarch roared, swinging his bone hammer. Instantly, a skeletal demon god appeared amidst Tie Ji's demonic fire and light. This gigantic skeletal demon god, standing a hundred meters tall, casually pulled a massive rock from the ground and hurled it fiercely at the divine palace protected by divine light.
Chapter 105: The Demonic Fire Refines the Divine Palace
A deafening roar erupted as the massive rock crashed into the divine light protecting the palace. The invisible divine light trembled violently from the physical impact of the massive rock, and the sound of the rock striking the palace produced a deafening bell-like sound.
"You stinking monks, let's see how long you can hold out!"
The red-haired patriarch roared continuously. As he swung his bone hammer, the massive rock in the skeletal demon god god's hand attacked more and more frequently. The impacts, exceeding the limits of human hearing, caused many of the less skilled lamas to bleed from their seven orifices.
"Seal off the five senses."
The voice of Living Buddha Ma Bancan seemed completely unaffected by the impact, reaching the ears of every lama clearly.
"Freedom from the eyes!"
The five hundred lamas roared simultaneously, their miraculous hand gestures pointing towards their eyes. Instantly, their eyebrows grew longer, covering their eyes.
"Freedom from the ears!"
The five hundred lamas roared again, their hands moving in unison, their hand gestures again pointing towards their ears. Their earlobes immediately curled back, completely covering their ears, as if they were wearing earmuffs.
"Freedom from the nose!"
The five hundred lamas pressed their noses down with their hand gestures, their nostrils contracting as if completely sealed.
"Freedom from the tongue!"
The five hundred lamas roared simultaneously, their hands pressing against their mouths. A flash of golden light appeared, and the monks' upper and lower lips seemed to disappear completely, replaced by a seamless layer of skin and flesh.
"Free and silent."
Without mouths, the lamas' voices seemed exceptionally ethereal, yet they still rang out simultaneously. Each lama's Vajra meditation hand gesture touched their forehead, and instantly their bodies seemed to wither away, leaving only their foreheads radiating countless golden lights. The rolling golden light merged into a single voice.
"No eye, ear, nose, tongue, body, mind; no form, smell, sound, taste, touch, dharma; no ignorance..."
Having severed their five senses, the lamas were no longer disturbed by the outside world. The immense chanting transformed into a tremendous energy, supporting the golden light outside the entire temple.
"You bald monk, don't think you can get away with this just because you've sealed your five senses! Today, I'll show you what it means to be one step ahead of the devil!"
After the lama sealed his senses, the Azure-Eyed God let out a strange laugh. The crystal skull on his chest suddenly detached and floated into the sky. With two ethereal divine lights flashing in the crystal skull's eyes, the entire world seemed to change color; even the moon in the sky turned a deep blue. Countless dark demonic energies emanated from the depths of the earth. These demonic energies, like energy, were absorbed by Iron Maiden's Nine Heavenly Demon Banners and the Red-Haired Ancestor's White Bone Hammer, instantly increasing their power.
"I will forge Vajra with Demonic Fire!"
With Iron Maiden's angry shout, the nine demon banners simultaneously gave birth to nine divine demons. These eighty-one divine demons frantically spewed forth a sky full of demonic fire, the dark demonic flames madly eroding the rolling golden light within the divine palace.
"Break down the Divine Palace!"
the red-haired patriarch roared, his bone hammer transforming into a colossal object that landed in the hands of the Bone Demon God. The Bone Demon God threw down the rocks, hoisting the massive bone hammer with both hands. Each strike of the hammer dimmed the light of the Divine Palace.
"Destroy the Divine Palace..."
With the roars of the demons, the Tibetan Divine Palace began its first demonic calamity since its founding over a thousand years ago...
"Qi Qiong..."
On the plane, Yang Yan coldly gazed at the distant sky. The horizon seemed to stretch to the boundless Demon Realm. Under the clear blue sky, that patch of sky was as black as ink. Such terrifying, pervasive demonic energy could perhaps only be clearly seen on the Yaksha Demon Blade.
"That demonic energy excites me."
Yaksha Princess looked at the distant sky covered in demonic energy and said with slight excitement.
"Master, the Yaksha Demon Blade is a demonic artifact, while Qi Qiong is known as the Demon Ancestor. Will the Yaksha Demon Blade be able to withstand the Demon Ancestor...?"
Shiranui Mai asked Yang Yan hesitantly.
"Haha, don't worry."
Yang Yan waved his hand and continued,
“Demonization leads to the very core of the being. When two demons meet, the strong prey on the weak. This is the inescapable law of the demonic path. Among demons, the strong always prey on the weak. When Yaksha Demon Blade meets Demon Ancestor Qi Qiong, there will inevitably be a life-or-death battle, without mercy. Since Yaksha Demon Blade has already pledged allegiance to me, I will certainly help Yaksha Demon Blade devour Qi Qiong.”
Yang Yan said calmly.
“Master, that demonic energy is very powerful, but it doesn’t seem to be Qi Qiong. If Qi Qiong only possesses this much demonic energy, he is not worthy of being called Demon Ancestor.”
As they got closer to the area covered by demonic energy, Yaksha Ji frowned and said.
“If Demon Ancestor Qi Qiong really accepted Father’s Xuanyuan Sword, he must be hiding in the Demon Palace refining the divine sword. With the power of the Xuanyuan Sword itself, without seven days and the help of the divine artifact, Qi Qiong would not be able to refine the Xuanyuan Sword. Therefore, the one who created this demonic domain should be Qi Qiong’s subordinate.”
Ba nestled in Yang Yan’s arms and said with great certainty.
"Whatever Qi Qiong wants to do, notify those cultivators to proceed according to the original plan,"
Yang Yan said calmly.
"Yes,"
Shiranui Mai replied, immediately taking out her phone and dialing a pre-arranged number.
"Immediately proceed according to the original plan."
As Shiranui Mai's voice rang out, various lights flashed from the giant passenger plane behind Yang Yan's private jet, and hundreds of disciples from various sects took off, quickly covering the entire demonized domain according to the positions they had been training on for the past few days.
Twelve huge golden lights flashed, and twelve of the most powerful cultivators from the Central Plains each piloted a huge flag gate domain. The four hundred and thirty-seven Xuanmen disciples floating under their control formed a continuous line, and billowing white mist erupted from the flag gates.
The Life and Death Obscurity Dust Array, known as the number one killing array of the Daoist sects, began to release its power. At this moment, the Life and Death Dust Array, centered around the twelve flag gates and aided by the twelve elders of the four major Daoist sects, each wielding a Xuanmen treasure, amplified the power of the flag gates. This first killing array of the Daoist sects could vaguely reproduce the terrifying power of the past.
Back then, the second generation leader of Emei, the True Man of Qiankun Zhengqi Miaoyi, in order to kill the ancient demon Green Robe Ancestor, used the Supreme Taiyi Mystic Method to condense twelve Taiqing Flag Gates. Each flag gate was imbued with two Pure Yang Pearls, evolving infinite mysteries. As a result, the ancient demon, who had already cultivated the immortal body of the Heavenly Demon, was reduced to ashes.
Now, with the twelve Xuanmen treasures assisting the flag gates, the power of the Dust Array far surpasses that of the past. When the mist completely coalesced, the twelve flag gates suddenly shone brightly. In an instant, the light disappeared, and the space covered by the flag gates seemed to have completely mutated, with everything within the entire space distorted.
"The Life and Death Dust Array of Yin and Yang, it's those old bastards from the Central Plains Daoist sects!"
Just as the four major Daoist sects of the Central Plains were setting up the Dust Array, the Azure-Eyed Divine Lord, who was fully activating the Crystal Skull, suddenly awoke and roared angrily.
"What? Those old bastards actually came out to cause trouble now?"
After three days of being burned by demonic fire, the golden light covering the Divine Palace was reduced to a faint layer, about to shatter the divine light. Hearing that the guys from the Central Plains Daoist sects had come to cause trouble, Tie Ji roared angrily.
"Sect Leader Tie Ji, you continue refining the Divine Palace. I'll go deal with those old bastards first, then I'll come help you." The
Red-Haired Ancestor roared, his body covered in rolling red clouds. The Bone Demon God, wielding a bone hammer, immediately rushed out from the range of the Nine Heavenly Demon Banner and followed the Red-Haired Ancestor towards the Life and Death Dust Array of Yin and Yang outside the Demon Realm.
The Bone Demon God moved like lightning, traversing a thousand miles in the blink of an eye. The Red-Haired Ancestor, who was directing the Bone Demon God's advance, suddenly sensed something was wrong. With the speed of the White Bone Demon God, traversing thousands of miles in an instant, how vast could the Two Elements Dust Array set up by these hundreds of people be? Why, after flying for so long, have they not seen a single enemy?
"You ethereal bastard, why bother with your tricks? Come out now and take my hammer!"
The red-haired ancestor stopped, roaring angrily.
"Red-haired fellow Daoist, you have already entered my Two Elements Dust Array. Surrender now and escape the demonic path, otherwise, with the activation of my array, you will suffer the same fate as the Green-robed Ancestor, turning to ashes within this array. I pity your centuries of cultivation; why must you be buried with the Qi Poor Old Demon?"
As the voice of the ethereal immortal rang out, the scenery before the red-haired ancestor changed. All around were rolling white clouds, and within those clouds, beneath a massive banner gate, the ethereal immortal stood tall, holding a white jade ruyi scepter. He appeared ethereal, like a celestial being.
Chapter 106 The Hegemon of Western Chu Takes to Battle
"Shut up, you old bastard! You were lucky to escape from the clutches of the Qi Qiong Ancestor back then, and now you have the audacity to team up with these cowardly bastards—big bastards, medium bastards, and small bastards—to cause trouble. With your lousy formation, you think you can make this sect leader submit? You're delusional!" The
Red-Haired Ancestor cursed.
"Such a reckless demon, why waste your breath on him? Just turn him to ashes and see if he's still so stubborn."
Sun Hai, wielding the Golden Bull Black Horn Spear, appeared from under another flag gate.
"You're nothing but a ghost under this sect leader's command, yet you dare to be so arrogant."
The Red-Haired Ancestor pointed with a magic incantation, and the White Bone Demon God immediately swung his white bone hammer down on Sun Hai's head.
"Withdraw..."
Just as the white bone hammer was about to strike Sun Hai, the Misty Immortal casually pointed, and Sun Hai and the flag-bearer behind him instantly disappeared into the rolling white clouds. The white bone hammer that the White Bone Demon God had struck missed its target.
"Since Fellow Daoist Red Hair is determined to die, you can't blame Pingdao and the other fellow Daoists."
The Misty Immortal sighed, and then the rolling white clouds swallowed up the shadows of the Misty Immortal and the flag-bearer, and the whole world seemed to consist only of white clouds.
"Misty bastard, watch this sect leader take your dog's life!"
The Red-Haired Ancestor roared angrily, and the White Bone Demon God swung the white bone hammer wildly, stirring up a storm in the entire white cloud world. The White Bone Demon God appeared imposing, but the Red-Haired Ancestor, who cultivated with the White Bone Demon God through life and death, clearly sensed something amiss. The soft, fluffy white clouds seemed to grow increasingly resilient with the astonishing power unleashed by the White Bone Hammer. Wave after wave of immense pressure emanated from the clouds, until finally the White Bone Demon God had to forcefully swing the White Bone Hammer to withstand the seemingly endless counterattack.
"Not good! The Red-Haired Ancestor was too reckless! The highest formation of Mount Shu, the Life and Death Obscurity Dust Formation, is hailed as the number one killing formation of the Daoist sect. Even the Green-Robed Ancestor's immortal demonic body was refined by it. Although we possess high magical power, we haven't yet cultivated an indestructible demonic body. Without the Demon Ancestor's support, it will be difficult for us to break through the formation!"
The moment the Red-Haired Ancestor was surrounded by the white clouds, the Azure-Eyed Divine Lord immediately realized he had lost contact with him.
"What should we do?"
Tie Ji asked, continuing to direct the Nine Heavenly Demon Banner to activate the Demonic Fire Refining God Palace.
"We can't let Hongfa get into trouble. If something happens to him now, and the Demon Ancestor gets angry, we'll be in trouble. It seems we have to step in and save Hongfa."
The Azure-Eyed Lord said, gazing at the churning white clouds in the sky.
"Then let me flip the Nine Heavenly Demon Banner and break through the twelve flag gates of that old bastard from Emei's Misty Peak."
Tie Ji gritted her teeth and prepared to flip the flag gates.
"No! If we don't continue attacking the Divine Palace and delay the Demon Ancestor's important plans, neither of us can bear the consequences of his punishment. You should continue refining the Divine Palace with demonic fire and let me save Hongfa."
The Azure-Eyed Lord quickly intervened.
"Alright."
Tie Ji gritted her teeth and said, "I've been here for three days and still haven't been able to refine the protective barrier set up by the five hundred Grand Lamas. Now, those Central Plains Daoist cultivators who escaped some time ago are causing trouble again. Having just won a few battles, Tie Ji is furious. With the rising anger in Tie Ji's heart, the eighty-one demon gods are activating their demonic fire even more vigorously, and the already thin layer of golden light is even dimmer.
" "Western Chu Demon Realm, magic soaring to the heavens, the might of the Overlord, the invincible iron cavalry."
As the Azure-Eyed God-King cast spells on the crystal skull, the crystal skull, which had been floating in the air and forming the human demon realm, shot out a pair of eerie green light from its blue eyes. A headless general appeared in the green light, leading eight thousand followers.
"Give me back my head..."
The Western Chu Overlord had been headless for more than two thousand years, and that immense resentment filled the entire human demon realm the moment he appeared. The eight thousand followers of Xiang Yu, the Hegemon-King of Western Chu, all exuded astonishing killing intent. The Xiang family's elite troops, who had buried the invincible Qin cavalry two thousand years ago, had reappeared in the world.
"Xiang Yu, Hegemon-King of Western Chu, heed my command! Rescue the Red-Haired Ancestor immediately!" the Azure-Eyed
Lord shouted.
"Azure-Eyed Lord, show me some courtesy. I'm only here to help you according to the decree of the Qi Qiong Ancestor. Don't treat me like your subordinate."
Although Xiang Yu had no eyes, the Azure-Eyed Lord clearly felt as if a pair of malevolent eyes were fixed upon him, sending chills down the Azure-Eyed Lord's spine. Xiang Yu truly lived up to his name; just from this killing intent, one could imagine his unparalleled strength and power.
"Overlord of Western Chu, I know you are proud and unwilling to be subordinate to anyone, but this Red-Haired Ancestor is a disciple of the Demon Ancestor. If something happens to him, can you bear the responsibility? If you displease the Demon Ancestor, I'm afraid your reign as Overlord of Western Chu will come to an end."
The Azure-Eyed Lord said with a sinister smile.
"...Xiang family disciples, listen to my command."
The headless body of the Overlord of Western Chu remained silent for a moment before turning around and mounting his divine steed, Wuzhui, which had followed him through countless battles. At Xiang Yu's command, the eight thousand disciples who had been standing silently behind Xiang Yu mounted their warhorses in unison.
"Chu Xiang... Chu Xiang..."
Eight thousand spears pointed forward simultaneously, and eight thousand voices converged into a battle cry. The battle cry of the Xiang family army of Western Chu, which had disappeared for two thousand years, reappeared. As the Overlord of Western Chu pointed his spear, the eight thousand iron cavalry transformed into a steel torrent, rushing towards the Dust Array of Life and Death and Obscurity beyond the Demon Realm of the Mortal World.
"Break the formation..."
With a unified roar, eight thousand iron cavalry charged into the Life and Death Dust Formation, instantly plunging the once billowing white clouds within into utter darkness, the entire formation filled with resentment.
Years ago, Xiang Yu, the Hegemon-King of Western Chu, led an army of 300,000 to conquer Liu Bang, the King of Han. However, he was ambushed by Han Xin, the Marquis of Huaiyin, in a ten-sided ambush. The once invincible army of 300,000 was worn down and trapped within a radius of tens of miles. In the end, only eight thousand Jiangdong warriors remained to fight Xiang Yu and escape. Later, surrounded by enemies, Xiang Yu committed suicide on the banks of the Wujiang River, and all eight thousand Jiangdong warriors perished on the battlefield. Zhang Liang, fearing that Xiang Yu's spirit might not die and that he might return, cut off Xiang Yu's head and buried it using a secret method, ensuring that Xiang Yu could only be trapped and die at the Wujiang River, unable to escape.
With the power of the Crystal Skull, the Hegemon-King of Western Chu successfully escaped. His eight thousand disciples transformed into immortal military spirits, following him in a new life. The resentment accumulated over two thousand years spread with the outbreak of battle, instantly transforming the Daoist First Killing Array into something resembling a city of the unjustly dead.
"Restore the universe, reverse the five elements, and use the true fire of the sun to refine these vengeful ghosts."
Perhaps a few powerful military spirits like these wouldn't be noticed by the Xuanmen masters like the Misty Immortal, but at this moment, the eight thousand immortal military spirits, transformed into terrifying resentment, were severely interfering with the operation of the Daoist First Killing Array. If these eight thousand military spirits weren't dealt with, the Two Elements Dust Array might be broken by them before the Red-Haired Ancestor could even be refined.
Instantly, the array, which had been filled with rolling white clouds, trembled. All the white clouds quickly gathered, transforming into twelve fireballs that turned the Two Elements Dust Array into a fiery hell.
The powerful true fire of the sun relentlessly dispelled the terrifying resentment erupting from these military souls. The entire sky transformed into a battlefield where the sun and the resentment clashed. The terrifying resentment of the eight thousand military souls fiercely resisted the erosion of the true fire of the sun. The eight thousand military souls seemed to transform into a black torrent, charging left and right within the Yin-Yang Dust Array, repeatedly battling against the twelve fireballs.
"I am the Overlord of Western Chu! Those who stand in my way shall die!"
Seeing his soldiers fighting against the twelve fireballs, the headless body of the Overlord of Western Chu suddenly let out a deafening roar. Then, brandishing his Overlord Spear, he charged into the Dust Array. Wherever the spear passed, incomparably powerful resentment spread in all directions. The speed of his steed, Wuzhui, exceeded its limits. Wherever the Overlord of Western Chu went, even the twelve fireballs filled with the true fire of the sun retreated continuously. They dared not underestimate him. The Overlord of Western Chu was invincible.
"Kill them all..."
Because the Misty Immortal reversed the formation, the Red-Haired Ancestor, who was nearly driven mad by the inexhaustible power within the formation, also broke free, relying on the terrifying power of the White Bone Demon. The White Bone Demon, tens of feet tall, swung its enormous bone hammer wildly, and the entire Yin-Yang Dust Formation seemed to begin to shake.
Chapter 106, Part 2: The Red-Haired Ancestor Goes Mad
. "The Way of Heaven is to take from the surplus and supplement the deficiency, therefore the deficiency overcomes the surplus."
Under the destruction of the eight thousand Jiangdong disciples, the Western Chu Overlord, and the White Bone Demon under the command of the Red-Haired Ancestor, the Yin-Yang Dust Formation was on the verge of collapse. The Misty Immortal roared, and the formation reversed again. The twelve flag gates turned into a cloud of dust, and instantly the entire world changed again, becoming seemingly infinitely deep and without thickness, leaving only an infinitely vast space in all directions. Even the White Bone Demon, tens of feet tall, became the size of an ordinary person.
"Red-haired Fellow Daoist, be extremely careful! That old bastard Piaomiao has reversed the formation, attempting to trap you..."
The voice of the Azure-eyed Divine Lord echoed from afar, seemingly from tens of thousands of miles away, even his telepathic transmission method became unusually blurry.
"Damn it, old dog Piaomiao! If I, the leader, do not feed your physical body to the White Bone Demon God, and imprison your soul forever in the White Bone Hammer to suffer my thousand years of soul refining, then I, the Red-haired Ancestor, will be unworthy of the title of leader!"
The Red-haired Ancestor roared angrily, and the White Bone Demon God immediately swung the White Bone Hammer and charged forward. As the White Bone Hammer unleashed a sky full of demonic light, this space without thickness seemed to begin to sway.
"The Red-haired Ancestor truly lives up to his reputation as one of the three great demonic sect leaders. His magic is powerful, and he moves freely even within the Yin-Yang plane space."
Sitting beneath the flag gate, the Piaomiao True Person looked at the Red-haired Ancestor's condition reflected in the divine light before him and exclaimed in admiration.
"Break the formation!"
Seeing that the red-haired patriarch's attack was effective, Xiang Yu, the Hegemon-King of Western Chu, roared. Eight thousand Jiangdong disciples followed him, their churning resentment serving as weapons, relentlessly assaulting the strange space.
"Don't even think about breaking out of the formation!"
Seeing the figures trapped within struggling, the Misty Immortal roared and pointed a spell. The massive flag gate behind him immediately unfurled, beams of golden light shooting into the formation. No matter how fiercely the demons within struggled, they couldn't break free.
"Your Majesty, this head-on confrontation won't work. If this continues, we might repeat the mistakes of the ambush from all sides."
Sensing the danger, Liu Hua, the Golden General who had betrayed Maoshan, anxiously told Xiang Yu, the Hegemon-King of Western Chu.
"...The entire army halts its advance."
An army is an army. Although it had been dead for over two thousand years, its iron discipline remained. With Xiang Yu's order, the ghostly army, filled with resentment, immediately stopped.
"Everyone, you're all trapped in the Two Elements Microcosm Formation. You'd better stay put. After twelve hours, the Pure Yang True Fire will dispel your resentment and cleanse your sins, allowing you to reincarnate in peace."
The voice of the Misty Immortal calmly echoed as Xiang Yu's troops halted their advance.
"Don't worry, I will surely take your dog's head."
Xiang Yu's domineering aura soared, refusing to yield an inch.
"You old dog Misty Immortal, I'll fight you to the death!"
Seeing that he hadn't escaped the Two Elements Microcosm Formation after charging for so long, the Red-Haired Ancestor couldn't contain his rage.
The Red-Haired Ancestor was known for his violent temper; in his fury, his power was naturally formidable.
"Fellow Daoists, be careful of this Red-Haired Demon forcing his way through the formation!"
Knowing the Red-Haired Ancestor's strength, the Misty Immortal quickly warned everyone, and the twelve Xuanmen masters guarding the twelve flag gates all increased their vigilance.
"Kill them!"
The red-haired patriarch roared furiously, suddenly spitting out a mouthful of blood essence. This mouthful of blood sprayed entirely onto the White Bone Demon God, whose gray-white skeleton immediately erupted with terrifying demonic fire, transforming it into a fiery White Bone Demon God. This fiery White Bone Demon God roared furiously, the power of its bone hammer seemingly amplified tenfold. With each swing of the White Bone Demon God God, countless demonic fires and lights filled the heavens and earth. In no time, a tremendous roar was heard, and the wondrous space created by the Yin-Yang Dust Array completely shattered.
In the sky, twelve white clouds stood around twelve flag gates.
Feeding a demon God God with one's own blood essence was an extremely painful thing for those in the demonic path. Refining essence and replenishing qi—cultivation is inherently a matter of defying the heavens. The essence and blood within a cultivator's body is practically their entire life essence. Every drop is the result of arduous cultivation, absorbing the essence of the sun and moon, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and fusing it with their own essence, qi, and spirit. It takes countless efforts to condense and refine it. Once it is expelled, it takes an unknown amount of time to cultivate it back. This mouthful of essence and blood from the Red-Haired Ancestor was more than a great tonic for the White Bone Demon God he controlled. After absorbing this mouthful of essence and blood, coupled with the activation of the demonic sect's secret techniques, the White Bone Demon God's power immediately increased more than tenfold. Thus, it easily broke through the seal of the Two Elements Micro Dust Array.
Having lost a mouthful of his vital essence and blood, the Red-Haired Ancestor seemed to have become much paler, but the flames of rage almost made him lose his mind.
"Kill them all! Kill all these old bastards!"
Relying on the power of the White Bone Demon God, the Red-Haired Ancestor was ready to fight to the death. Upon receiving the order from the Red-Haired Ancestor, the Bone Demon God roared and returned to its original height of several tens of feet. Demonic fire and light blazed from its bone hammer, which it swung at the flag gate presided over by the Misty Immortal.
The Misty Immortal, seemingly unperturbed by the Red-Haired Ancestor's attack, merely shook the flag gate behind him. Instantly, endless bolts of lightning and fire erupted from the gate, catching the Bone Demon God's hammer.
"Kill..."
The Red-Haired Ancestor broke through the Yin-Yang Micro-Dust Formation. The Western Chu Overlord and his troops immediately erupted with intense resentment. Having been trapped within the formation and rendered almost useless, the proud Western Chu Overlord was unwilling to swallow this insult. Upon breaking free, he immediately commanded his Jiangdong troops to attack the remaining eleven flag gates. Eight thousand Jiangdong soldiers formed eleven neat squares and charged madly towards the eleven flag gates. The entire area within the Yin-Yang Micro-Dust Formation was filled with deafening battle cries.
"Guardians, subdue the demons..."
The Xuanmen masters guarding the remaining eleven flag gates roared simultaneously. The eleven flag gates shook violently, and a barrage of lightning and fire rained down from them, instantly shattering the square formation formed by the Jiangdong disciples.
Even facing such frenzied lightning and fire, these immortal war ghosts, who had followed Xiang Yu for two thousand years, did not retreat an inch. They allowed the intense lightning and fire to scatter them, then reformed themselves and continued their relentless charge. These fearless war ghosts were locked in a stalemate with the flag gates. If the war ghosts couldn't hold out, the boundless lightning and fire would reduce these resentful war ghosts to nothingness. If the lightning and fire were suppressed by the war ghosts, breaking through just one flag gate would break the strongest formation that the Xuanmen could currently construct, recreating the tragedy of the four great Daoist sects being overrun by the three demonic sects.
"Truly impressive, these old guys are really something."
On a distant airplane, Yang Yan was peering out the window with high-powered binoculars, observing the battle.
"These guys are no match for us in combat. If it weren't for those twelve flag gates, those twelve old men would have been wiped out by that skeleton man long ago,"
Yasha-hime said coldly, able to see the battlefield clearly without binoculars.
"I mean, those twelve flag gates of those twelve old men are really something. They can generate electricity. If we buy them and open a power plant, it'll be very profitable,"
Kagerou was already considering how to squeeze the remaining value out of these power-generating old men.
"The battle with Qiqiong is going to be exceptionally brutal. Those vengeful spirits are just replenishing the Yasha Demon Blade's energy,"
Shiranui Mai said coldly, watching the war demons frantically attacking the eleven flag gates. Before every major battle, Shiranui Mai, as the leader of the Shiranui Ninja Army, always calmly analyzed the situation to gain the most advantageous position for herself.
"Indeed, if I could refine all these thousands of vengeful ghosts, I'm afraid I'd be confident I could fight Qi Qiong."
Looking at the immense resentment emanating from the Western Chu Overlord and his eight thousand soldiers, Yasha Hime smiled coldly, her eyes gleaming with greed. This immense resentment would affect any creature that came into contact with it. The only thing that could restrain this resentment was a power even stronger than it. The Yasha Demon Blade, a super-powerful weapon produced in the Demon Realm, was definitely the nemesis of these vengeful ghosts. The endless resentment was the best energy to increase the Yasha Demon Blade's power; it was estimated that if the Yasha Demon Blade absorbed this resentment, its strength would increase several times over.
Chapter 107: Yasha Hime's Sneak Attack
. Within the Two Elements Dust Array, the Red-Haired Ancestor and the Western Chu Overlord launched a full-scale attack. Although they couldn't immediately overcome the twelve flag gates, they successfully halted the intricate changes of the Two Elements Dust Array.
Just as Xiang Yu's eight thousand elite soldiers were frantically attacking the eleven massive flag gates, a dark cloud suddenly appeared from the distance like lightning. Before the Jiangdong soldiers could react, the cloud, which had crashed into their battle formation, suddenly unleashed hundreds of beams of black light. More than a hundred Jiangdong soldiers let out a single, unwilling roar before being pulled into the cloud by these beams of light.
The dark cloud came quickly and went even faster, striking its target and immediately disappearing in the same direction. Faintly, one could hear the angry roars of the valiant warriors within the cloud.
"Send two thousand men to follow me in pursuit of the dark cloud! Liu Hua, lead the rest of the troops and continue the attack!"
The roar of the Western Chu Overlord rang out. Even the great general Han Xin of yesteryear would not have dared to so arrogantly capture someone from his grasp. With a roar, the Western Chu Overlord led his two thousand iron cavalry in a lightning-fast pursuit.
Black Cloud moved with lightning speed, and the legendary steed Black Steed, the mount of Xiang Yu, the Hegemon-King of Western Chu, was said to be able to outrun even lightning. In the blink of an eye, Xiang Yu had caught up with Black Cloud.
Black Cloud was none other than Yasha Ji, who had come to ambush Xiang Yu with her Yasha Demon Blade. Following the tactics Yang Yan had devised for Yasha Ji, the plan was to strike once and then immediately flee a thousand miles away. Yasha Ji, riding her Demon Blade's domain, crashed into Xiang Yu's battle formation, grabbed a hundred or so war demons, and retreated with lightning speed. She hadn't expected Xiang Yu to be so fast; even with the Yasha Demon Blade, she couldn't escape.
Fortunately, Yang Yan had anticipated this situation. Just as the Western Chu Overlord was about to catch up with Yasha Ji, Yasha Ji opened her tightly clenched fist. A blood-red talisman was exceptionally clear on her snow-white palm. Yasha Ji struck out the talisman with her palm, and the entire Demon Blade Domain flashed red light and instantly disappeared before the Western Chu Overlord's eyes.
"Shameless old ghost!"
the Western Chu Overlord roared angrily. Under normal circumstances, no matter how fast this black cloud was, it would not be able to escape his pursuit. Unexpectedly, everything was now within the first killing formation of the Daoist sect, the Yin-Yang Dust Formation of Life and Death. The black cloud clearly relied on the formation and instantly moved to an unknown location. The Western Chu Overlord immediately transferred his full anger to the twelve Daoist masters who set up this Yin-Yang Dust Formation.
"Give me all your strength to break the formation!"
The Western Chu Overlord, who had come with a full belly of anger, immediately joined the fierce attack as soon as he returned to the battle formation. The Daoist masters who were in charge of the twelve flag gates immediately felt the pressure increase. The Hegemon-King of Western Chu desperately wanted to break the formation as soon as possible. His troops were all war ghosts transformed from vengeful spirits over two thousand years old. Even the Taoist Samadhi True Fire or the Buddhist Demon-Refining Divine Light would struggle to refine these incredibly powerful resentful energies in a short time. Breaking the formation quickly would allow him to rescue these captured war ghosts.
The twelve Taoist masters were in dire straits. They had no idea where the black cloud had come from, yet it had provoked such a frenzied attack from the Hegemon-King of Western Chu. Although the twelve flag gates and twelve Xuanmen treasures could barely hold them off, the depletion of their true energy was enough to frustrate them.
Yasha-hime, wielding her Demon Blade Domain, instantly escaped the range of the Yin-Yang Dust Array, hovering in the air. She began to focus all her efforts on dealing with the Jiangdong disciples caught in the Demon Blade Domain, piercing them like hedgehogs with hundreds of demon blades. Even the Samadhi True Fire of the Xuanmen and the Demon-Refining Divine Light of the Buddhist sects would have to rely on boundless magical power to gradually eliminate the resentment within these war ghosts' bodies—a massive undertaking. Refining these hundred-plus Jiangdong disciples would take dozens of days to succeed. Therefore, although they were drawn into the Yaksha Demon Blade's domain, these war ghosts remained calm, only struggling and howling, attempting to break free from its control.
"Still trying to struggle!"
Seeing the war ghosts' unyielding nature, Yaksha Ji roared, simultaneously unleashing supreme demonic energy from the Yaksha Demon Blade embedded in their bodies. Compared to the war ghosts' murderous resentment, the Yaksha Demon Blade's supreme demonic energy contained the very essence of killing, despair, destruction, and all other negative energies. Faced with this demonic energy, the war ghosts' resentment was like a thief encountering a robber—utterly powerless to resist.
Powerful demonic energy invaded the bodies of these war demons, immediately devouring their resentment and transforming it into demonic energy. As the demonic energy increased, the rate at which the resentment within the war demons' bodies dissipated accelerated. In less than ten minutes, all the resentment within these war demons' bodies had been assimilated into demonic energy.
"Die!"
Amidst the war demons' terrified gazes, Yasha-hime sneered. All the Yasha Demon Blades began to retract their demonic energy, and in a moment, all the demonic energy was absorbed by the Yasha Demon Blades. Upon receiving such a massive amount of energy, Yasha-hime's originally pale face glowed with a bewitching red. These war demons, whose energy had been completely drained, had their once solid bodies reduced to thin shadows, utterly devoid of energy and only able to drift in the wind. As the energy within the Demon Blade Domain swirled, these war demons vanished completely in utter terror.
"I'm back again."
Yasha-hime, having obtained such a massive amount of energy, rarely showed a playful expression. With a cheer, the blood-red talisman in her hand flashed once more, and Yasha-hime, riding the Demon Blade Domain, reappeared within the Life and Death Dust Array.
"Everyone be careful..."
The Hegemon-King of Western Chu, who was fiercely attacking with his spear, suddenly shouted. He clearly sensed that the hateful enemy from before had returned, charging at his army again with astonishing speed.
The Hegemon-King of Western Chu, worthy of being the bravest in the army, remained undeterred even in this situation. With a roar, he unleashed dozens of spear thrusts, the immense pressure forcing the gate in front of him to contract erratically. The Hegemon-King successfully withdrew, his spear hurtling towards the dark clouds.
"I don't have time to deal with you now."
Facing the Western Chu Overlord's frenzied charge, Yasha Ji, who had accepted Yang Yan's tactical plan, had no intention of engaging him head-on. With a flash of her talisman, the Western Chu Overlord seemed to pounce on a phantom, passing through the black cloud. The rolling black cloud once again descended into the Western Chu Overlord's battle formation. Black light flashed, and countless Yasha demon swords transformed into black blades that pierced through the black cloud. These Yasha demon swords locked onto their targets, and just as the Western Chu Overlord turned to pounce back, most of these Yasha demon swords had already dragged the Western Chu Overlord's war ghosts back into the black cloud. The remaining dozens of Yasha demon swords, carrying dozens of unfortunate war ghosts, rose into the air behind the demon sword domain and rushed into the distance.
The enraged Western Chu Overlord roared thunderously as he frantically pursued the Yasha demon swords. This hateful black cloud was simply hateful; it had captured hundreds of his men once again.
"Hmph."
While directing the Demon Blade Domain forward, Yasha-hime casually conjured a massive demon blade in front of her. Just as the Western Chu Overlord was about to catch up, Yasha-hime roared, and the demon blade hovering before her suddenly transformed into a gigantic black lightning bolt, hurtling towards the Western Chu Overlord.
The Western Chu Overlord's advance was fast, and so was the speed of the black light from the demon blade. In a split second, the Western Chu Overlord felt darkness before him as a massive black light, unavoidable, struck him. Caught off guard, the Western Chu Overlord, fortunately experienced in combat, hastily thrust his Overlord Spear forward. Upon contact with the black light, the two immense forces collided violently, sending the Western Chu Overlord staggering backward. Yasha-hime's Demon Blade Domain, seemingly losing its balance, tumbled and vanished before the Western Chu Overlord's eyes.
"Cowardly scoundrels, if you have the guts, come out and fight this Overlord to the death..."
The rage in the heart of the Western Chu Overlord was uncontrollable. With a furious roar, his Overlord Spear relentlessly attacked the spot where the Yaksha Demon Blade had disappeared. The entire Life and Death Obscurity Yin-Yang Dust Formation shook violently under the impact of the Western Chu Overlord's attacks.
Chapter 107: The Western Chu Overlord's Rampage
Although the Western Chu Overlord possessed astonishing strength and commanded countless fierce warriors, he had no way to break through the most powerful killing formation of the Taoist Xuanmen.
After a burst of violent venting, the Western Chu Overlord finally gave up on breaking through the Taoist First Killing Formation, the Life and Death Obscurity Yin-Yang Dust Formation, which was jointly set up by the four major schools of Taoism, by himself. Driven by the grief and indignation of being hurt by the twelve masters of the Taoist sect, he commanded his superior troops to continue the arduous journey of breaking through the formation.
Yasha-hime wielded her demonic sword to clash head-on with the Western Chu Overlord. The immense power immediately threw her off balance, and the black clouds conjured by the demonic sword's domain tumbled several times in the air. As the talisman Yang Yan had drawn on Yasha-hime's hand took effect again, it pulled the entire demonic sword domain out of the Yin-Yang Dust Array.
Even after leaving the Yin-Yang Dust Array, the demonic sword domain continued its momentum, swaying and flying a considerable distance before finally stopping.
"The Western Chu Overlord truly lives up to his claim of being the strongest..."
A trace of pale blue blood trickled from Yasha-hime's lips. The previous attack, with the Western Chu Overlord's boundless divine power, had already injured Yasha-hime herself.
"Witch, release us quickly, or the Overlord will surely tear you to pieces when he comes out!"
All the war demons hooked back into the demonic sword's domain threatened simultaneously.
"Let him have the ability to leave that array first. You guys won't be able to wait that long."
Yasha-hime coldly shouted, unleashing a massive burst of demonic energy that simultaneously invaded the bodies of these war demons.
As the war demons howled, their resentment was purified and assimilated by the even more domineering and pure demonic energy. These hundreds of war demons instantly became nourishment for Yasha Ji. Absorbing the massive amount of war demon energy, Yasha Ji's injuries sustained in her battle against Xiang Yu, the Hegemon-King of Western Chu, were completely healed in the blink of an eye.
"
Xiang Yu, the Hegemon-King of Western Chu!" Yasha Ji roared. Since mastering the Yasha Demon Blade, she had never suffered such a loss. The Demon Blade Domain surged once more, and Yasha Ji once again wielded it, charging into the Life and Death Dust Array.
"Damn it!"
Although Xiang Yu was nearly out of his mind, he was still wary of Yasha Ji's potential return. Unexpectedly, in just a few minutes, Yasha Ji had already charged into this dreadful array again, wielding the Yasha Demon Blade.
Xiang Yu roared, and the immense resentment in his hand erupted from his headless body. His mighty Overlord Spear pointed directly at the dreadful black cloud.
"Yaksha Slashes the Heavens..."
Under the protection of the rolling black clouds, Yaksha-hime gathered immense energy, and a terrifying black blade of light erupted from the clouds, directly colliding with the Overlord Spear. A straightforward clash of brute force, a deafening roar followed, and the Jiangdong followers surrounding the Overlord of Western Chu were instantly scattered by the immense power.
"As expected of the Overlord of Western Chu, I'll play with you again later."
Relying on the energy she had just gained, Yaksha-hime yielded slightly in this battle against the Overlord of Western Chu. After a direct clash, she let out a cold shout, and the Demon Blade Domain changed direction. Dozens more of the unfortunate war ghosts scattered during the clash between the Overlord of Western Chu and Yaksha-hime were swept into the black clouds.
"Those who offend the Overlord's divine might shall die!"
The Overlord of Western Chu roared, leading his remaining Jiangdong followers in several battle formations to begin surrounding the black clouds of the Demon Blade Domain, determined to prevent the black clouds from escaping this troublesome formation again. Instantly, a fierce chase ensued between the black clouds and the Overlord of Western Chu's army.
"Xiang Yu, the Hegemon-King of Western Chu, was a peerless hero in life, and a terrifying demon in death. We must not let him escape the formation under any circumstances."
Since Xiang Yu's soldiers had all joined the pursuit of the Black Cloud, the eleven flag gates were left unattacked. The Taoist masters guarding the gates were freed up, and just as they had re-encircled the Red-Haired Ancestor, the Misty True Man immediately transmitted his voice.
"If it weren't for that bastard Liu Hua betraying Maoshan, the Sect Master wouldn't have been injured. Xiang Yu, the Hegemon-King of Western Chu, is also the culprit who destroyed our Maoshan sect. He absolutely cannot be let go."
Sun Hai, who was in charge of one of the flag gates, said with immense anger. As a Maoshan general, betraying Maoshan and causing the Sect Master's death was an unforgivable crime in Sun Hai's eyes.
"Although that Black Cloud's origins are illegitimate, she is someone close to the reincarnation of Xuanyuan. If she is harmed while she is with us, how can we face the Holy Emperor? Let's lend a hand."
A Kunlun elder said softly.
As the discussion concluded, the twelve flag gates activated once more, immediately blocking the forces of the Western Chu Overlord who were surrounding Black Cloud.
"You damned bastards! How dare you frame me like this! I will not rest until you are all slaughtered!"
The Western Chu Overlord's furious voice echoed throughout the entire dust array.
"Western Chu Overlord, do you still have time to worry about others?"
During the pursuit of the Western Chu Overlord, Yasha Ji had already absorbed all the unfortunate souls she had captured. Her energy greatly increased, Yasha Ji wielded her Yasha Demon Blade and charged towards Xiang Yu.
"Witch, I'll kill you first, then deal with those old bastards!"
The Western Chu Overlord, Xiang Yu, emboldened by his rage, clashed his Overlord Spear against the Yasha Demon Blade. After several evenly matched clashes, Yasha Ji, relying on the protective talisman given to her by Yang Yan, once again traversed the array, escaping the battlefield with the Western Chu Overlord. Only the Western Chu Overlord's continued roars remained, clearly audible within the array.
"Overlord..."
These war ghosts, loyal to the Overlord of Western Chu for two thousand years, struggled to move towards the direction from which his voice came, unaware that the space covered by the entire Dust Array was completely distorted by the array. What appeared to be straight paths twisted and turned, sometimes even completely contrary to their intended course. These war ghosts, divided into dozens of pieces, were utterly lost within the Dust Array.
"Your Overlord cannot save you..."
A black cloud appeared without warning above a group of hundreds of war ghosts. Countless demonic blades shot out from the massive black cloud, instantly piercing through the barely formed battle formation of these war ghosts, which rained down like arrows. All the war ghosts became nourishment for the Yaksha Princess.
The more war ghosts the Yaksha Princess absorbed, the stronger the demonic power within the Yaksha Demonic Blade became. As the demonic power increased, the absorption speed of the Yaksha Princess increased. In less than half an hour, the Yaksha Princess had absorbed most of Xiang Yu's eight thousand Wujiang followers.
"Overlord of Western Chu, take this!"
After absorbing the last remaining war demon she could find, the Yaksha Princess, her energy surging wildly, reappeared before the Overlord of Western Chu, wielding her Yaksha Demon Blade. Each strike of her massive black blade was stronger than the last, completely calming the crazed Overlord.
"Woman, what have you done to my men?"
She had been no match for him just moments before, yet now she could completely suppress his boundless divine power—something utterly impossible under normal circumstances—giving the Overlord a vague sense of foreboding.
"So what if it's just eight thousand war demons? I've completely absorbed them all! Haha, isn't the power of those eight thousand war demons formidable?"
Yaksha Princess laughed maniacally.
"I'll kill you!"
Thinking of his brothers who had followed him for two thousand years being absorbed by this black cloud whose very nature was currently unknown, the enraged Overlord's boundless battle aura surged once more, and he managed to fight Yaksha Princess to a standstill once more.
"Xiang Yu, the Hegemon-King of Western Chu, is a peerless hero. Yasha-hime, you shouldn't provoke him. A Xiang Yu who has lost his mind is not so easy to deal with."
Yang Yan, observing the battlefield through binoculars from a distant plane, spoke softly. Although Yasha-hime was extremely loyal to him, she still couldn't shake off her martial spirit. Provoking Xiang Yu was definitely not a wise move. In this world, some people can unleash power several times greater through anger. These mindless, single-celled creatures often become peerless heroes. Unfortunately, Xiang Yu was such a single-celled monster.
Even Yang Yan didn't want to face such a single-celled monster who only knew how to fight unless absolutely necessary.
"Kill...kill...kill..."
Having lost his loyal followers, Xiang Yu, the Hegemon-King of Western Chu, was once again driven into a complete rage, much like when he lost Yu Ji. In his last battle, even when his men and horses were exhausted, he still slaughtered 300,000 soldiers. If Xiang Yu hadn't regained his senses and lost that terrifying fighting power, the outcome of the Battle of Wujiang might have been different. Now, Xiang Yu was once again going berserk, and he was facing the Yaksha Demon Blade, known as the strongest blade. A great battle had broken out.

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