bullyxtreme Chapter 281 Gaining the Upper Hand
Chapter 281 Gaining the Upper Hand
After assessing the situation, the Demon Lord stopped trying to leave and instead dodged Lingyun Venerable's attacks while casting spells to try and defend himself.
With a wave of his hands, a black barrier of demonic energy instantly appeared, blocking the beam of spiritual power. However, Venerable Lingyun's attack was not so easily blocked; the beam of spiritual power continued to crash against the barrier, producing a series of booming sounds.
He continued to increase his spiritual energy output, and the spiritual light became even stronger, causing cracks to appear in the demonic energy barrier.
The Demon Lord was terrified. He knew that if he continued like this, he would be defeated by Venerable Lingyun sooner or later. So, he gritted his teeth, spat out a mouthful of blood, and poured it into the demonic energy barrier. The barrier instantly became stronger, temporarily blocking Venerable Lingyun's attack.
Taking advantage of this brief respite, the Demon Lord did not continue to flee. Instead, a fierce determination flashed in his eyes, and he took the initiative to pounce on Venerable Lingyun.
"You old bastard, today it's either you or me who dies!" the Demon Lord roared, his demonic energy surging wildly, like a giant black wave enveloping him.
His hands instantly transformed into enormous demonic claws, their nails sharp as knives, gleaming with a chilling light, as they reached for Venerable Lingyun's throat.
Venerable Lingyun's expression was solemn, but there was no fear in his eyes. He flashed away, easily dodging the Demon Lord's attack, and at the same time, he condensed spiritual energy in his hand, transforming it into a long sword, which he thrust towards the Demon Lord.
"The demon race has committed countless evils. Today is your end. Do you still want to resist?"
The Demon Lord sneered, turned his body, and skillfully dodged the attack, while simultaneously striking towards Venerable Lingyun's chest with his other demonic claw.
"Hmph, what evil deeds? What's wrong with us seeking a way to survive? Why should the best resources be taken by you humans? Who says we have to live in this dark abyss? Today I will let you so-called righteous ants know that my demon race is no less lowly than you!"
The two exchanged blows in mid-air, engaging in a fierce close-quarters combat. Their speed was extremely fast, and the surrounding air hummed as their power churned.
Each attack and defense was accompanied by a powerful collision of spiritual and demonic energy, emitting dazzling light and enormous shockwaves.
Around them, the battlefield remained chaotic. The battle between the righteous cultivators and the demon soldiers had entered a fierce stage.
Meanwhile, the two armies, led by the Sect Master of Lingjian Sect and the Valley Master of Tingyin Valley respectively, appeared and disappeared unpredictably. They had successfully dealt with the small groups of demons scattered along the way and finally arrived at the main battlefield where fierce fighting was taking place.
With the arrival of these two reinforcements, the battlefield situation changed dramatically. The previously evenly matched battle suddenly became one-sided. The morale of the righteous cultivators soared, and they cooperated with each other, launching even more ferocious attacks against the demons.
Seeing that his side's strength had increased, Venerable Lingyun's attacks became even more ferocious. He seized an opening in the Demon Lord's defenses and thrust out his sword. The tip of the sword sliced through the Demon Lord's arm, and black demonic blood immediately flowed out.
The Demon Lord was in pain, both shocked and furious, but he knew there was no way out and he could only fight on with all his might.
As the battle raged on, the demons' defenses gradually crumbled. More and more demon soldiers perished, and the remaining soldiers began to flee in panic. Meanwhile, the righteous cultivators pressed their advantage, giving the demons no chance to regroup.
As his own forces dwindled on the battlefield, the Demon Lord grew increasingly anxious. Veins bulged on his forehead, and his eyes were filled with resentment and madness. He knew that if things continued this way, the Demon Clan would inevitably be defeated.
He gritted his teeth, and despite his injured body, unleashed a powerful force, launching a fierce counterattack against Venerable Lingyun.
"You old bastard, prepare to die!" the Demon Lord roared, his demonic energy surging wildly and forming a huge black vortex. He threw a punch, the wind from the punch carrying the black vortex, rushing towards Venerable Lingyun with overwhelming force.
Venerable Lingyun's expression changed, and he quickly circulated his spiritual power to condense a sturdy shield in front of him.
However, the Demon Lord's attack was far too powerful. Under the impact of the fist's force, countless cracks instantly appeared on the shield. Then, with a "bang," the shield shattered, and Venerable Lingyun was sent flying backward by the powerful impact, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Taking advantage of Lingyun Venerable's injury, the Demon Lord quickly jumped to the side and shouted loudly to the Demon Clan's high-ranking members who were fighting against experts from various sects: "Follow me to retreat to the forbidden area!"
The demon leaders, though somewhat unwilling upon hearing the Demon Lord's order, understood the critical situation and had no choice but to obey. They nodded in understanding, then joined forces and simultaneously unleashed their secret technique.
In an instant, black mist spread out, obscuring the vision of the righteous cultivators. Upon seeing this, the righteous cultivators retreated warily, avoiding the sudden mist.
In the instant they dodged, the demon race's high-ranking members seized the opportunity to gather together. No one knows what method they used, but they vanished in a flash.
"Where did they escape to?" The sect leader of Lingjian Sect asked loudly, his face full of resentment and anxiety, his eyes scanning the surroundings anxiously.
Venerable Lingyun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his chest rising and falling slightly, and he spoke his analysis with some shortness of breath.
"The Demon Lord just mentioned the forbidden land. If I'm not mistaken, that forbidden land is the place where the ancient demon god was sealed. The current situation is unfavorable for the demon race, and they are very likely fleeing there, attempting to use the power of the demon god to turn the tide of the war."
Upon hearing this, everyone's expression changed. The Valley Master of Tingyin Valley frowned, a hint of worry in his eyes: "If they reach the sealed land and use the power of the demon god, the consequences will be unimaginable. We must catch up with them as soon as possible and stop them!"
What worries them even more is that Lin Shushu, Mo Ze, and Xiao Jingping are currently on their way to the place where the Demon God is sealed. If they confront the high-ranking members of the Demon Clan, they may not be able to defeat them with their strength.
Thinking of this, everyone immediately followed the aura left behind by the demon race's high-ranking members.
As for Lin Shushu and the other two who were being targeted, as soon as they entered the Dark Abyss, they followed the instructions of the Brahma Bowl and headed towards the sealed place of the ancient demon god.
They proceeded cautiously, vigilantly observing their surroundings. A sinister and terrifying aura permeated the dark abyss, as if countless eyes were watching them from the shadows.
As they ventured deeper, the surrounding demonic energy grew increasingly dense, and strange runes and patterns began to appear on the ground, emitting an eerie glow.
Looking at the runes, Lin Shushu felt a vague sense of unease: "These runes seem to contain powerful magic. We must be careful and not touch them lightly."
Mo Ze and Xiao Jingping nodded in understanding and proceeded more cautiously. Soon, they came to a narrow passage ahead, filled with black mist that obscured their view.
Lin Shushu looked at the increasingly gleaming Brahma Bowl, her gaze sharpening, and said in a deep voice, "It seems that this is the entrance to the sealed land."