Seeing that there truly was no escape, all the cultivators went berserk and, without prior agreement, charged at the Chilong Saint King together!
None of them were fools. The moment they saw the tunnels sealed by barriers, they understood everything.
Just as Mo Fan had said, if the Chilong Saint King did not die, they would be the ones to perish.
If they managed to slay the Chilong Saint King, not only would they survive, they might also obtain the immortal sword or the priceless medicinal dragon flesh and blood from his body!
When the Chilong Saint King saw every cultivator in the cavern rushing towards him, even he panicked for a moment. Then he glared at Mo Fan not far away and roared in shock and fury, “Boy, do you really think inciting these ants will be enough to kill this ancestor?”
“Utterly delusional!”
“Hahahaha… delusional, you say?”
Mo Fan suddenly burst into loud laughter. Looking at the somewhat flustered and exasperated Chilong Saint King, he raised the immortal sword in his hand and pointed it at him. With a light smile, he said, “I don’t know whether it is delusional or not, but I can see that you are anxious now. That means you are panicking. You are afraid!”
“You court death!”
“This ancestor will tear you apart first!”
Mo Fan’s words infuriated the Chilong Saint King. He reached out with a claw straight towards Mo Fan.
Mo Fan gave a cold smirk. His entire body turned into a bolt of lightning and vanished from the spot in an instant. He had no intention of meeting the attack head-on.
If the Chilong Saint King still possessed Ancestor-realm cultivation, Mo Fan would never have been able to dodge.
But things were different now. After falling a realm, the Chilong Saint King’s speed had naturally dropped sharply. As a result, he could not catch Mo Fan for the time being.
In his rage, the Chilong Saint King simply breathed out dragon breath. Black flames instantly covered the entire space ahead.
Even so, he still could not injure Mo Fan. Mo Fan relied on his superior speed and continuously attacked with his Thunder God Spear.
“He’s almost finished! Everyone, attack together!”
At Mo Fan’s loud shout, the cultivators who had arrived a little late finally struck at last, each unleashing their own techniques.
For a moment, the Chilong Saint King’s enormous body was completely enveloped by the cultivators’ assaults. Because his frame was so huge, he could not dodge at all. He could only keep expending his dragon qi to block the dense, rain-like barrage of attacks.
“Evil dragon, your time has come!”
Daoist Qingfeng turned into a streak of sword light. With one slash he cleaved through the protective dragon qi on the Chilong Saint King’s body, splitting flesh and leaving a massive wound on the dragon.
At the same time, the remaining Nascent Soul cultivators and Ancestor-realm great demons attacked together, targeting different parts of the Chilong Saint King’s body.
Suddenly overwhelmed, the Chilong Saint King soon fell into peril. He roared repeatedly.
Although his cultivation was high, he could not withstand the might of so many treasures, especially the supreme-grade treasures of those old monsters and the holy weapons of demon ancestors. They posed a genuine mortal threat to him.
“This evil dragon is finally weakening! Everyone, stop holding back! Use every technique you have and kill him together!”
Situ Yunzhen spoke up. He immediately executed the secret art “Tianlu Divine Derivation Art”. A cauldron condensed at the centre of his forehead and instantly flew into the Chilong Saint King’s brow.
In the next instant, the Chilong Saint King’s entire body shuddered. He seemed frozen in place.
“Slash!”
Daoist Qingfeng attacked again. Though he had lost an arm, his sword might showed no sign of diminishing. A clear sword hum rang out, and a section of the Chilong Saint King’s tail was instantly severed!
Boom…
The enormous tail crashed to the ground. Scorching dragon blood gushed out and rained down from the sky.
“Dragon blood!”
“It’s dragon blood!!”
This sight made many cultivators’ eyes turn red with greed. They immediately flew forward and brought out various treasures to collect the blood.
Some bolder cultivators even bathed directly in the dragon blood. Powerful auras soon erupted from their bodies!
Many cultivators who had been watching from the sidelines could no longer stay still when they saw this. They rushed over to snatch the blood, though even more fixed their eyes on the Chilong Saint King himself.
If just a few drops of spilled dragon blood had such effects, how many benefits would they gain by killing him completely?
In an instant, countless more cultivators charged at the Chilong Saint King.
The old monsters did not idle either. They poured out frenzied attacks on the Chilong Saint King.
“Roar!!”
Finally, the Chilong Saint King roused himself. He opened his mouth and released a draconic roar sound wave. Wherever the sound passed, cultivators exploded one after another!
“All of you deserve death!!”
The Chilong Saint King bellowed. Immediately afterwards, his gigantic body abruptly vanished from the air.
Boom!
At that moment, a figure exploded mid-air, blood mist scattering everywhere!
Mo Fan’s pupils contracted sharply!
He recognised that person. It was the Barbarian Tribe Ancestor. He had just been blasted apart by a single punch from the Chilong Saint King!
At this point, the Chilong Saint King had entered his spiritual body state. Blood-red long hair flowed in the wind, and his gaze was terrifyingly cold.
Now smaller, he had also become far more agile. His body turned into a streak of blood light and vanished, dodging many attacks.
When he reappeared, he was directly in front of the golden-armoured ancestor. With another single punch, he blasted the man apart!
Not far away, the golden-armoured ancestor reappeared, his face rather pale.
Yet before he could do anything, blood light flashed. The Chilong Saint King struck again!
Boom…
The golden-armoured ancestor exploded once more.
This cycle repeated more than ten times. When the golden-armoured ancestor appeared again, blood was flowing from all seven orifices. Clearly his origin had suffered severe damage.
This time he no longer acted tough. He turned and fled.
“It seems your substitution technique cannot keep you alive forever. So now you can die!”
The Chilong Saint King appeared beside the golden-armoured ancestor. Amid the man’s despairing gaze, he blasted him apart with a single punch.
This time it was not stone fragments that scattered, but blood that sprayed through the air!
Thus, the third Nascent Soul cultivator fell!
After consecutively killing two Nascent Soul cultivators, the pressure on the Chilong Saint King dropped sharply. He licked his lips, and his gaze quickly locked onto Situ Yunzhen.
In the next instant, he vanished from his spot.
Situ Yunzhen’s eyelid twitched. He fled immediately.
“Die!”
In his blood-burning state, the Chilong Saint King’s speed was unimaginable. He quickly caught up with Situ Yunzhen and punched towards him!
Clang!
At the critical moment, Situ Yunzhen sacrificed a supreme-grade treasure to block the blow.
It was a golden bell that instantly enveloped and protected him.
Yet the Chilong Saint King did not stop. Among all the cultivators, Situ Yunzhen had caused him the greatest trouble, so he was determined to kill the man.
Under continuous bombardment, the golden bell finally could not withstand the strain. With a boom, it shattered!
Just as Situ Yunzhen’s life hung by a thread, Daoist Qingfeng arrived. One sword forced the Chilong Saint King back.
The Chilong Saint King gave Daoist Qingfeng a cold glance, then turned away without further engagement.
In a flash, he appeared beside a Core Formation cultivator and swallowed him whole.
After that, he became like a tiger among sheep. He began slaughtering Core Formation and Foundation Establishment cultivators on a massive scale. Naturally the demon clans suffered as well. Whether from the Bottomless Cave or White Elephant Ridge, huge numbers of demon cultivators became food for the evil dragon.
Seeing the Chilong Saint King act with such frenzy, Daoist Qingfeng did not dare pursue rashly. Instead he gathered all the disciples of Tianxuan Holy Land together and protected them, lest the Chilong Saint King massacre them all.
The Chilong Saint King was also rather wary of Daoist Qingfeng, so he did not actively provoke him. Instead he fixed his eyes on Mo Fan. With one step, he appeared in front of Mo Fan and threw a punch!
