While Chen Jiuge desperately prepared the Array, hunkering down to protect himself, the world outside began to undergo earth-shattering changes.
On the plains, Dong Guan, whom Chen Jiuge and the others had spared, lay limp and covered in blood on the ground. He looked at the eight-eyed monster he had never encountered before and, in fear, stamred, "What kind of monster are you, exactly?"
The True Demon Clan mber lightly traced a fingertip across Dong Guan’s arm, causing it to drop off promptly. Popping the severed limb into its mouth, the True Demon Clan mber said with intoxicated delight, "Nothing beats fresh at!"
Grievously injured, Dong Guan was in so much pain from his severed arm that he broke out in a cold sweat and shivered. "What kind of monster are you, exactly?"
"Such a nuisance." The True Demon Clan mber looked at Dong Guan with disdain. That gaze, like one would bestow upon livestock, deeply wounded Dong Guan.
Regrettably, in the next mont, Dong Guan could see no more, for he had died.
Ares watched as her Insects suffered continuous losses. The previously calm expression on her face began to show signs of panic. "Keli, what on earth are these things?"
Keli, flipping frantically through one book after another, sweat beading on her forehead, said, "I can’t find anything, Sister. I can’t find anything!"
"Damn it, Keli, stop searching! Leave so Insects to cover our retreat. We’ll leave first," Ares commanded. She watched the terrifying spectacle of Immortals falling from the sky, knowing that if she didn’t leave now, she might never be able to.
***
Luo Zhitian gazed at the True Demon Clan mber. Its aura had completely vanished, yet it remained standing. A look of profound exhaustion settled on Luo Zhitian’s face. "Just one True Demon Clan mber of a comparable Realm," he murmured, "and I still had such a difficult victory. Even accounting for my prior injuries, the True Demon Clan is simply too terrifying."
Turning to look at the few remaining tribespeople, a flash of pain crossed Luo Zhitian’s heart. He said in a low voice, "Let’s find a place to rest and recover first. After that, we’ll go find the others and regroup."
"Yes, my lord."
Resting against a large tree, Luo Zhitian reflected on his previous battle with the True Demon Clan mber, realizing there were many oddities.
First was the suppression. Throughout their Fighting Technique, Luo Zhitian constantly felt an inexplicable oppression. This was especially true during the final blow, when an unexplainable pressure surfaced in his mind, as if killing the True Demon Clan mber ant he was committing a deeply sacrilegious and heinous act.
Next was their Magic. These True Demon Clan mbers were not only remarkably strong physically, but their Magic spells were also quite peculiar, capable of confounding one’s mind. One could easily fall victim if not extrely careful.
Lastly was their Cultivation. After devouring a multitude of Cultivators, the Cultivation levels of these True Demon Clan mbers had frighteningly shot up, yet they could control it perfectly. It gave the impression that this was their natural level of Cultivation.
I wonder if the others are alright? Luo Zhitian worried.
Just as this concern surfaced, a faint sound reached his ears.
Luo Zhitian stood up, gripped his long spear, and said, "There’s movent. Follow ."
***
"What is this thing?" Luo Bing, who had taken it upon himself to scout, looked at the eight-eyed monster before him, his heart sinking.
The True Demon Clan mber glanced at the shallow scratch on its chest, a strange expression on its face. "You managed to injure ?"
Although they did not speak the sa language, at the Immortal Realm, it was fairly simple to perceive the intent behind the words.
"Why shouldn’t I injure you? Who do you think you are!" Luo Bing retorted defiantly.
"Heh, interesting. Let see more of your strength."
The Silver Dragon Spear materialized in an instant. Luo Bing’s pupils contracted as he raised his saber to block. Spear t saber, and Luo Bing was repelled head-on, outmatched in physical strength.
The Shura Dharma behind him swung its four long spears, condensing a dark red murderous aura that descended upon the True Demon Clan mber.
Watching the True Demon Clan mber enveloped within it, Luo Bing cautiously retreated two steps.
WHOOSH!
A silver dragon of light burst forth, shining brightly. The True Demon Clan mber spoke, a hint of regret in its voice, "Aren’t you Asuras? I’ve heard you’re fond of battle. Why so cautious?"
Luo Bing didn’t reply. Fond of battle doesn’t an I’m foolish, he thought. Charging in when I’m outmatched is just asking for death, isn’t it?
The Silver Dragon Spear scattered starlight with every swing. The Shura Dharma behind Luo Bing roared angrily, its long spears swinging ceaselessly, yet it was still unable to block the True Demon Clan mber’s onslaught.
PFFT! PFFT! PFFT!
Several bloody holes appeared in Luo Bing’s chest. He staggered, almost losing his balance.
"What was that just now?"
"Silver Dragon Spear!" the True Demon Clan mber said, twirling the spear skillfully.
"Dark Dragon!"
Suddenly, from the dense forest to the right, a figure burst forth. A long spear, entwined with a lifelike black dragon, struck at the True Demon Clan mber.
Although the attack was sudden, the True Demon Clan mber still reacted. A silver halo instantly enveloped its entire body. However, after holding for a few breaths, the halo shattered, and the long spear left a deep gash on its torso.
"Luo Bing, are you alright?" Luo Zhitian asked solemnly.
"Luo Zhitian? What are you doing here?" Luo Bing asked in surprise.
"We can talk about that later. Let’s deal with this trouble in front of us first!"
The few Immortals following Luo Zhitian also unleashed their most powerful Divine Skills. For a ti, the True Demon Clan mber was in dire straits.
With Luo Zhitian and Luo Bing joining the fight, an hour later, they finally managed to annihilate it, even cutting its body into several pieces.
Even though it had been dismbered, the pieces of the corpse were still slowly wriggling. Luo Bing, sowhat in disbelief, kicked a piece. "The Life Force of this monster is incredibly tenacious. Could it still reconstitute and resurrect?"
Luo Zhitian shook his head. "It shouldn’t be possible. By the way, I rember you were in the clan’s territory. How did you end up here?"
Luo Bing explained, "I am now the Guardian of the Divine Son."
"Guardian? You an the new Divine Son?"
"That’s right. You still haven’t said why you’re here."
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