Chapter 496: Devil Falling Sword Qi
During the Feast of Demons, the guests and hosts became adversaries. The former guests were swiftly transformed into helpless prey on the butcher's block, as the executioner's blade was about to descend.
Amidst the astonished and enraged crowd of demons, Lu Heng, Candle Dragon and Jiu Mie stood dumbfounded.
Jiu Mie's jaw nearly dropped as he exclaimed, "Lu… Friend Lu Heng!"
Jiu Mie grabbed hold of Lu Heng and said, "Is this disciple of yours truly not the one you instructed?"
Candle Dragon's expression trembled as he exclaimed, "For over a thousand years of hiding, it is for this moment to capture all the demonic creatures in the world… If he succeeds today, the Celestial Desolation Realm will no longer have evil beings above the innate level!"
Jiu Mie said, "This audacious plan, is it really not your idea, Old Wolf?"
Lu Heng's two mischievous friends simultaneously looked towards Lu Heng, their eyes filled with suspicion.
Because for this plan to succeed, the probability is so outrageously low, almost reaching the level of absurdity and nothing short of wishful thinking.
How terrifying are the ancient four monstrous beasts? They are even more ancient and long-lasting than the Emperor Fu Xi himself. It is said that they were born since the inception of the Celestial Desolation Realm, causing turmoil in the realm for many years, yet no one could subdue them.
However, the current Sun Yan not only needs to devour all the ancient four monstrous beasts, but also show no mercy towards the hundreds of innate demonic beings present… Even Candle Dragon and Jiu Mie themselves admit that their bodies cannot withstand such a ferocious power.
Or rather, any ordinary cultivator would absolutely not be able to withstand such a tremendous demonic power!
Unless… Unless Sun Yan has been cultivating with a special cultivation method and refining his own body with the nurturing technique of the cauldron since the moment he embarked on his cultivation journey, and has reached his current state through this process, only then would he have the possibility to withstand such an immense demonic power.
Otherwise, if any other person in this world were to attempt it, even during the peak of that great demon's era, it would still be impossible to succeed!
Therefore, Jiu Mie and Candle Dragon both suspect that today's plan is a grand scheme devised by this old wolf with a malicious intent, dating back over four thousand years!
As for this, Lu Heng could do nothing but smile helplessly and remained utterly speechless.
"The 'Tao Scripture' that Sun Yan cultivates will automatically pave the way that is most suitable for the cultivator. Perhaps Sun Yan, that mischievous monkey, had planned for this long ago…"
Lu Heng's defense sounded utterly feeble.
In the banquet hall, the air was already filled with a palpable aura of danger!
The blood-red hazy glow engulfed the entire palace. The intricate patterns of the All Souls Blood Magic Array spread across the void like crimson chains, locking this celestial dome in place, rendering even the most powerful demons like Red-Haired Patriarch helpless, unable to escape.
Under the furious rage of the demonic horde, the young man in white at the head remained indifferent, facing the furious glares and roars of the demonic beings with a cold and unwavering gaze.
It was astonishingly a solitary figure confronting the demonic horde!
"Those who submit to me! You may have a glimmer of hope!" Sun Yan's chilling words pronounced the final judgment upon this group of demons.
Only by serving him as the master, obeying his commands, and engaging in a desperate battle with the ancient four beasts, can one seize that glimmer of hope! Otherwise, one will perish within the confines of this All Souls Blood Magic Array!
Under the overwhelming might of sorcery, the faces of the demonic beings underwent a drastic change.
More than twenty primordial demonic beings, in the very first instant, chose to kneel down and submit.
"We are willing to serve the Demon King as our master! Devoting ourselves to the Demon King without hesitation, even unto death!"
The act of these twenty-plus demonic beings kneeling down caused a renewed uproar and restlessness within the hall of demons.
However, these demonic beings were originally under the command of the Arctic Skyark Palace, and for the past thousand years, they have either been sent by the Demon King or even supported by the Demon King himself. From the very beginning, it was impossible for them to resist Sun Yan.
As for the other demonic beings, they only came to lend a hand but were not truly willing to fight to the death for the ambitions and bloodshed of the young man in white clothes.
Therefore, under the roaring anger of the Red-Haired Patriarch, the demons seethed with excitement.
"You insolent brat!" The Red-Haired Patriarch roared, his red hair bristling, his eyes ablaze with a fierce, malevolent gleam, emanating a dark and sinister aura, "Today, I shall make you understand that the realm of dark magic is not dominated solely by the Arctic Skyark Palace!"
In the midst of his fury, the Red-Haired Patriarch showed no mercy and unleashed his most powerful killing move.
The bloody red light surged like a raging sea, and within the vast demonic palace, the terrifying images of countless evil demons and skeletal figures appeared. Clad in armor and wielding wicked weapons, each of these sinister skeletal figures possessed formidable cultivation, making them comparable to city lords and formidable individuals in the outside world.
However, after being cruelly slaughtered by the Red-Haired Patriarch, even their souls were distorted and their wills were extinguished. Now, at the command of the Red-Haired Patriarch, countless evil demons roared and howled, brandishing their respective Magical Tools and Dao Tools, as they charged towards the young man in white clothes above.
Wherever the wicked weapons went, the demonic energy dimmed and the demons retreated, as no one dared to stand in the way of these countless wicked weapons.
The wicked guard that the Red-Haired Patriarch has been refining for many years has already gained widespread fame, and anyone who dares to obstruct will ultimately become a part of the wicked guard!
At the demonic feast, an eerie atmosphere prevailed, with ghostly shadows flitting about. Countless wicked soldiers surged forth from the boundless sea of blood, seemingly endless and incorrigible.
Many evil demons present at the scene were shocked and rendered speechless upon witnessing such a sight.
Even Lu Heng and his two companions couldn't help but wear a solemn expression upon witnessing this scene.
Because this Red-Haired Patriarch's wicked guard is truly unparalleled and beyond the capabilities of ordinary mortals!
Lu Heng and his two companions couldn't help but look towards the young man in white at the top, curious to see how he would respond.
However, amidst the onslaught of endless wicked soldiers, the young man in white remained unfazed, only to reveal a sinister jet-black demonic sword hovering behind him.
That demonic sword was completely black, crafted from an unknown material, seemingly possessing the power to devour one's heart and soul. A mere glance from an ordinary person would make them feel as if their very soul was about to be consumed, frightening them to the point of avoiding direct eye contact.
When Lu Heng and his two companions, possessing such formidable strength, gazed upon it, they also felt an unsettling aura.
This sword, without a doubt, is far beyond the realm of Mortal Grade!
Just as this thought crossed the minds of the three individuals, they witnessed a resounding clang emanating from the demonic sword behind the young man in white.
Clang!
Amidst the piercing sound of clashing swords, a pitch-black blade of light cleaved through the heavens and the earth!
The void space was sliced open, the boundaries of time and space were shattered. In the instant the demonic sword was unsheathed, the entire grand hall collapsed with a resounding crash, revealing the gloomy night sky shrouded by the ominous clouds.
And as the wicked army charged towards the young man in white, they appeared to be frozen in place, standing motionless as though petrified.
Simultaneously frozen in place was the Red-Haired Patriarch, who was originally seething with anger, exuding a demonic aura that shook the heavens.
The young man in white at the head of the table said coldly, "Is there anyone else who wishes to end my life?"
As the words echoed, the villainous Red-Haired Patriarch, overwhelmed by evil, let out a wretched howl and collapsed backward, succumbing to a pool of splattered blood amidst the demons behind him.
As a towering figure of the demonic path, yet he was defeated so decisively!
The awe-inspiring wicked guards, who intimidated the world, were unable to withstand even a single strike from the Demon King!
The sight of this scene left all the wicked demons visibly startled and unable to accept such a reality.
Even a figure like Red-Haired Patriarch is unable to withstand a single strike from the Demon King… Does that not mean that the current Demon King is invincible? Besides Supreme God Lu Ai, who else can possibly restrain them?
No wonder they dare to settle for such an arrogant plan! The Demon King possesses the arrogant power to back it up!
While witnessing everything unfold, Lu Heng's expression was filled with astonishment and disbelief.
That sword…
His eyes, locked tightly onto that pitch-black demon sword, in that very instant, he sensed a faint familiar aura.
That is clearly…
"Heavenly Thunder!"
Amongst the demonic horde, the Red-Haired Patriarch, whose soul was shattered and fragmented, let out a pained roar of anger.
They locked its gaze firmly onto the white-robed youth at the forefront, the severity of his injuries having shaken his very foundation. After today, even if the Red-haired Patriarch were to survive, it would likely be rendered half-crippled!
However, the current state of the Red-haired Patriarch completely disregarded the injuries it had sustained, instead, he locked his gaze firmly onto the white-robed youth above, roaring angrily, "Your blade, crafted from Heavenly Thunder Sand! Containing the essence of heavenly thunder…You truly are a spy of the Heavenly Court!"
After speaking, the Red-Haired Patriarch directly turned his gaze towards the Lord of the Nine Phoenix Palace standing behind the white-robed youth and roared indignantly, "Nine Phoenix! You too are an ancient demon! Having lived for millions of years, are you going to stand idly by and watch the demonic path be annihilated by this thief of the Heavenly Court?"
The furious inquiry from the Red-Haired Patriarch made the gazes of the demons in the hall appear peculiar.
A long-dormant rumor, now brought to the forefront by the Red-Haired Patriarch.
Although the majority of people in the world today are unaware of the true origins and whereabouts of the Demon King, both the righteous path and the demonic path have silently agreed to remain silent on this matter. However, among these innate demons present, they are all ancient beings who have lived for several thousand years or more.
They all understood clearly the true identity and origin of the Demon King Sun Yan standing before their eyes.
Moreover, they were well aware of the fact that this white-robed Demon King was once a disciple under the tutelage of Heavenly Lord Lu Heng!
The notion that Sun Yan was an undercover agent for the Heavenly Court has circulated within the demonic community from the very beginning.
However, as Sun Yan delved deeper into the demonic path, the number of divine generals and celestial soldiers he personally slaughtered increased. Eventually, he even took control of the Arctic Skyark Palace and gained the endorsement of the Nine Phoenix. It is only then that such claims gradually faded away.
However, the current Demon King Sun Yan has showcased abilities that don't belong solely to the demonic path.
Heavenly Thunder…
That is, without a doubt, an absolute nemesis of the dark path! It is something that evil demons cannot resist or even dare to approach!
Yet, the Demon King before their eyes has the power to command the Heavenly Thunder…
In the eyes of the terrified demons, all of them turned their gaze towards Nine Phoenix, hoping to hear the words of this ancient great demon.
After all, at this moment, the stance of this palace lord holds significant meaning!
However, under the watchful gaze of the demonic horde, Nine Phoenix, adorned in splendid attire, remained silent while seated upon the throne, merely letting out a soft laughter and saying, "As you all are well aware, my spouse hails from Hanyu Mountain. And what is the most formidable cultivation technique from Hanyu Mountain… I believe you all already know."
Speaking of this, Nine Phoenix smiled gracefully, adopting a light-hearted tone, "So, would it be strange for my spouse, as a former disciple of Hanyu Mountain, to possess some knowledge of Thunder Arts?"
With a single statement from Nine Phoenix, the countenances of the demons below underwent a drastic change.
The wretched and furious Red-Haired Patriarch bellowed, "Nine Phoenix! Are you favoring personal interests and protecting him?! How can the demonic path collapse under the hands of the righteous path? Your behavior… have you been bewitched by this pretty face?"
The Red-Haired Patriarch roared fiercely, but Nine Phoenix's smile remained undiminished as she spoke, "If you are unconvinced, you may step forward and experience the demonic sword aura of my spouse. This Yin Demon Thunder, crafted from the Heavenly Thunder Sand and tempered through years of demonic cultivation, possesses a power no weaker than that of heavenly thunder!"
After Nine Phoenix finished speaking, the young man in white coldly scanned the demonic crowd below, saying, "Is there anyone else who wishes to resist? Or shall you all attack together, so as not to waste my precious time!"
After shattering the soul of the Red-Haired Patriarch with a single sword, the Demon King's aura had reached its peak, surpassing the momentum of all the demonic forces present solely through his own strength!
Even among them, there were eight individuals whose strength was no less than his!
However, under the onslaught of the demonic sword aura, no one dared to make a move.
The pitch-black demonic sword hovering beside the young man in white brought indescribable immense pressure upon the demonic forces present.
Some of the originally unyielding demonic beings now couldn't help but want to retreat and beg for mercy.
At the very least, if one were to be driven by the Demon King to confront the ancient four savage beasts, there may still be a glimmer of hope. However, if one were to be trapped within this All Souls Blood Magic Array and become a sacrificial offering for the Demon King, there would be absolutely no hope of survival…
Under the pressure, the demonic forces are restless.
However, at this moment, an eerie laughter resounded under the night sky, echoing throughout the entire Arctic Skyark Palace.
"Infighting among the same kind, disputes within the dark arts… hehe… What a coincidence to have arrived just in time for such a grand spectacle. It's truly entertaining, hahaha…"
The peculiar voice, neither male nor female, hoarse and unpleasant, the moment it appeared, caused a subtle change in the complexion of the demonic beings present.
Because despite the presence of so many top-tier demonic beings, not a single individual noticed when they had arrived!
Even the esteemed Demon King Sun Yan, seated at the head, and the Lord of the Nine Phoenix Palace, had a subtle change in complexion, clearly failing to detect any trace of the other's approach.
However, at the moment this husky laughter emerged, within the grand hall beneath the dome, a certain verdigris cauldron trembled ever so slightly, emitting a faint aura of terror.
And under the pull of this trace of aura, the creature concealed within the void materialized directly.
It turned out to be a peculiar and malevolent beast!
Amidst the pitch-blackness, interspersed with the gloomy deep-blue surface, the creature's body is adorned with eerie crimson patterns. Enormous featherless flesh wings unfurl behind it, exuding an intimidating aura of ferocity.
"Qiongqi!"
The demonic entities present were all well-versed and recognized the origin of this terrifying malevolent creature at a glance.
Upon having its identity exposed, Qiongqi remained unfazed, but instead let out a hoarse laughter, as its menacing flesh wings fluttered and landed directly to the west of the demonic cohort, causing the collapse of the palace within three kilometers in an instant! Its colossal figure had reached an unimaginable magnitude!
From the perspective of the demonic horde, it appeared nothing short of a colossal mountain, as it towered high and looked down upon the spectacle of the demonic clashes below.
Qiongqi emitted a sinister chuckle.
"Continue! I absolutely relish witnessing the spectacle of deadly clashes! Especially when it involves villainous adversaries! It's simply explosively entertaining! Whoever can emerge victorious, I shall lend them my unwavering support! Hahaha…"
In the midst of Qiongqi's grating laughter, another bronze cauldron in the hall resounded with a thunderous tremor.
Once again, a terrifying figure emerged from the void, crushing the palace within three kilometers to the east and standing tall like a colossal mountain on the eastern horizon.
As the demonic horde gazed upon it, there appeared a ferocious and immense monster's visage.
This monstrous head lacked limbs and a torso, yet moved with unnerving agility. Within its bloodshot eyes, there gleamed a terrifying blend of greed and cruelty, as it steadfastly fixated upon the swarm of demons below, seemingly unable to restrain its insatiable urge to devour.
Without uttering a single word, it imposed upon the assembly of demons a pressure no less formidable than that of Qiongqi.
- One of the four ancient brutal beasts, Taotie!
