bayedsolid Chapter 1374 Little Demon, I was just passing by!
Chapter 1374 Little Demon, I was just passing by!
The lizard demon was completely dumbfounded. If time could be reversed, it would never have dared to come and wait at this entrance, even if it were beaten to death.
Or rather, if it could go back for even a short while, just a short while, it would definitely put all its strength into it and punch that damned old bear in the head until it could sew up its damned mouth so that the dead bear wouldn't be able to utter a single word.
What do you mean by "Old Bear" holding back the opponent's flying sword, while they only need to focus on dealing with the sword cultivator?
You damn bear, do you want to see what you're saying? You can't even block one sword, yet you have the audacity to claim you can block fourteen flying swords.
The lizard demon wanted to ask where the dead bear got its confidence from, but it couldn't ask now because the dead bear was truly dead, and even it was in dire straits.
One sword strike and he instantly killed a group of late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators. Add to that that deadly Daoist technique, and this sword cultivator must be some kind of immortal bloodline sent out to stun fish!
The lizard demon completely lost its will to fight and only thought about how to escape from that magic.
Even though it used the Blood Escape technique and even its innate divine power to conceal its form, it could not leave the Purple Moon's range by even half a step. It was like a fallen leaf frozen in mid-air, unable to move no matter how it drifted.
In a moment of terror, another deafening explosion came from behind. The lizard demon's heart skipped a beat, and it hurriedly shouted:
"Senior, please spare me! There's a misunderstanding! There must be a misunderstanding here!"
Its terrified demonic body trembled, and it hastily summoned its defensive magic weapon, letting out a shrill scream:
"Senior, please understand! This lowly demon only heard some commotion and wanted to see what was going on. You see, I wasn't with those demons just now. We're really not a group. Senior, you've killed the wrong demon!"
"It doesn't affect it."
Jiang Han kindly replied, then manipulated the power of collapse to smash the lizard demon.
The lizard demon was almost dumbfounded. What did it mean that it wouldn't affect anything? It was saying that the other party had killed the wrong demon and shouldn't cause any misunderstandings, but the other party replied with... "It's okay?"
The power of destruction swept over it in an instant, its defensive magic weapon was violently thrown away, and its remaining remains exploded with a thunderous roar, mixing with the blood and qi of other great demons, becoming a blood and qi power that filled the sky.
The seven-colored primordial spirit had barely emerged when it was snatched away, and eight more late-stage Nascent Soul demon primordial spirits were added to its ranks.
These eight great demons are all powerful demon cultivators with true spirit bloodlines. Their primordial spirits can be used to refine true spirit treasures, which are extremely valuable.
As the purple moonlight slowly faded, Jiang Han did not waste any time. After collecting the storage treasures they left behind, he released his devouring power and began to absorb the surrounding blood and qi.
The situation on the second level of the Immortal Palace is vastly different from that on the first level. The fact that so many powerful demons are lying in ambush here so soon indicates that there are a great many powerful demons here. The commotion we just caused may attract even more demon cultivators to come and investigate.
These demon cultivators are all quite powerful. With his current strength, dealing with a hundred or so great demons would be relatively easy, but if too many come, he might let some escape.
Therefore, he needed to break through his cultivation level as soon as possible before the other demon cultivators arrived.
Once his physical cultivation reaches the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage, he will leave behind as many of these demon cultivators as they come.
Perhaps, with the power of this celestial palace, the Demon Infant God can break through another level and try to reach the realm above the God Transformation stage.
The strange phenomena of heaven and earth slowly faded away, and a massive amount of qi and blood surged up, rapidly converging towards the center of the valley, instantly condensing into a huge blood-red vortex.
Its blood energy surged to the heavens, like a turbulent river, its flow producing bursts of roars, stirring up the wind and clouds, and its waves could be felt for tens of thousands of miles.
Meanwhile, thousands of miles away in the valley, two people were hiding in the void, looking at the blood-red vortex with a hint of fear.
The two of them were also cultivators trapped in this world of inheritance. The leader was a young male cultivator whose cultivation was also at the peak of the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm, comparable to that of the lizard demon. However, due to the magic treasures and spells, his strength was even slightly greater than that of the lizard demon.
But now, looking at that figure suspended in mid-air in the valley, he felt only terror and horror, without any other thoughts.
To be honest, he had been with that old lizard for a long time, and the reason he hadn't made a move was because he was thinking of the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.
But who knew that the old lizard wouldn't play the mantis stalking the cicada, but instead sent him flying into the tiger's den, never to return.
In the blink of an eye, the eight demon cultivators at the peak of the late Nascent Soul stage were devoured by that kid before they even had a chance to escape.
As a great cultivator who had been barely surviving here for a long time, this was the first time he had ever seen such a situation. The sword cultivator killed demons as easily as killing chickens. He killed the demons with a flying sword in a flash, as easily as eating and drinking.
No, this kid looks like a demonic cultivator. He's probably not only ruthless at killing demons, but he's even more ruthless at killing people.
"Senior Brother Zhuang, what should we do? Should we keep waiting?"
Just then, another younger male cultivator next to him sent a telepathic message asking what was wrong. He looked even worse than Zhuang Heng, his eyes almost overflowing with fear.
Zhuang Heng gave him an annoyed look and whispered, "Waiting for what? Waiting to die?"
Not to mention the old lizard's imminent fate, that sword cultivator is clearly absorbing demon blood in an effort to break through, and once he regains consciousness, his strength will undoubtedly increase significantly.
By then, they probably won't even be able to leave.
The demon race is irrational; they can go crazy and seek death, but they still have some reason left and don't want to go looking for death.
“Junior Brother Xu, we are not the orioles now, but the sheep, sheep entering the tiger’s mouth.”
The young male cultivator swallowed hard and stubbornly retorted, "It could also be a wolf. We're much stronger than that lizard..."
"Even wolves will be devoured."
Zhuang Heng shook his head. They were naturally much stronger than the old lizard, otherwise they wouldn't have dared to play the game of the oriole behind the tiger. But if the oriole encounters the tiger, it will only be slapped to death.
"Let's go quickly. This fellow Daoist is not someone to be trifled with. We'd better not have any dealings with him. Let's leave before he regains consciousness, the farther the better."
As he spoke, he raised his hand and produced a small white flag. He shook it twice, and a ripple spread across the flag, concealing their presence. Then, he carefully turned around and quietly fled into the distance.
This time, Junior Brother Xu didn't dare to argue anymore and obediently followed along in the escape.
Only after they had fled thousands of miles away did the two breathe a sigh of relief. Junior Brother Xu sighed softly:
“This sword cultivator is definitely problematic. There are many geniuses in the world, and many who can kill enemies of higher levels, but I have never seen anyone kill enemies of higher levels as easily as him.”
Zhuang Heng nodded: "Consider it an eye-opening experience. When we get back, we need to talk to Senior Brother Nie and the others about it. We need to be more discreet lately. The people who came this time are not ordinary. We can't afford to offend them."
As soon as he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed, and he abruptly raised his hand to stop him, freezing in place.
Junior Brother Xu's expression tightened, and he hurriedly turned around to look: "What's going on? Could it be that the sword cultivator has caught up with us?"
"Not behind."
Zhuang Heng's expression was serious. Without saying a word, he grabbed his junior brother Xu and turned to flee, their speed even faster than when they came.
“There are a lot of demon cultivators coming from ahead. We can’t go any further this way. Let’s take another route.”
Junior Brother Xu was startled by his serious expression. Just as he was about to ask how many there were, he turned his head and saw a huge demonic cloud rushing in from the horizon, with phantom images of demonic cultivators, each ten thousand feet tall, appearing on it. At a rough glance, there were no fewer than dozens of them.
Especially in front of that demonic cloud, a figure a hundred feet tall rode on the back of a strange beast. As it moved, it stirred up surging black clouds, and its vast pressure swept in all directions like ocean waves. Even though they were thousands of miles apart, it made his heart sink.