The fall of the Phoenix Cry Mountain envoy shocked all the demons.
The great demons of the Three Mountains could no longer care about the Six-Colored Vermilion Fruit Treasure Tree, nor even their close followers. They turned and fled in all directions, scattering like birds and beasts.
“Escaping, are you?”
“Sorry, but in front of my Book and Sword Alliance, no one escapes!”
On the deck of a giant sailing ship, a middle-aged man in fluttering white robes held a bamboo scroll, a smile on his face. With a flick of his hand, he released the scroll, his fingers rapidly forming seals as his robes billowed. He spoke indifferently, “Calligraphy, Scroll Prison Array!”
“Speak!”
With the middle-aged man’s low shout, the bamboo scroll burst into dazzling light, so bright the demons could not keep their eyes open.
Beams of light shot out from the scroll, spreading around the Demon Spirit Valley.
“Buzz!”
In the next moment, walls of light emerged, each bearing a massive “Prison” character.
In an instant, these walls with the “Prison” character linked together, forming an inverted transparent bowl that enveloped an area of ten miles!
“Clang!”
In mid-flight, He Feifei crashed headlong into a light wall and was flung back.
Mo Fan, equally helpless, was sent tumbling through the air.
“What’s going on?”
Mo Fan’s heart filled with dread. Releasing his demonic aura, he caught He Feifei and steadied himself.
The two demons hovered in the air, staring ahead, only then noticing the mountain-like “Prison” character!
Mo Fan’s eyes widened as he scanned the surroundings, realizing that he and the other demons were already trapped within the array. Even the three great demon kings had failed to escape, their faces grim as they floated in mid-air.
“We’re done for!”
Mo Fan gave a bitter smile. Though he knew the human cultivators had come prepared, he hadn’t expected them to be this thorough. Were they planning to wipe out all the demons in one fell swoop?
His gaze shifted to the three figures above the Six-Colored Vermilion Fruit Tree, one of whom was the Black Wind Demon King.
“Those are the Three Mountain Demon Kings. Apart from our king, the other two are the Blood Bat King of Black Nether Mountain and the Black Feather King of Black Cloud Mountain!” He Feifei said, her expression grim.
“Do you think these three demon kings can break through?” Mo Fan asked, frowning.
“It’s difficult…”
He Feifei gave a bitter smile, glancing at the array’s barrier ahead with a look of despair.
“Comebao, it looks like we’re going to die here…”
“I never imagined human cultivators would show up so suddenly. Even the envoy from Phoenix Cry Mountain was slain on the spot. They’re utterly ruthless!”
The envoy from Phoenix Cry Mountain?
Mo Fan’s heart stirred. He had seen a phoenix head marker on that map. Could it be Phoenix Cry Mountain?
Besides the phoenix head marker, he had also noticed other beast head markers on the map of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, each seeming to carry an air of mystery.
“Are you talking about the bird that was beheaded?” Mo Fan asked.
“Yes, that was the envoy from Phoenix Cry Mountain, a powerful demon cultivator capable of matching our king!” He Feifei nodded.
She had arrived earlier than Mo Fan. As a close follower of General Mountain Phoenix, she hadn’t participated in this trial but had hidden with Mountain Phoenix in the Six-Colored Vermilion Fruit Tree, so she knew more about the envoy than Mo Fan did.
“Capable of matching the king… doesn’t that make it a demon king?”
Mo Fan’s eyes widened, his heart chilling. To think a demon king was so quickly slain by human cultivators—how terrifying!
If that was the case, how could the Three Mountain Demon Kings withstand the humans’ onslaught?
“Exactly, which is why I said we’re doomed this time…”
He Feifei gave a bitter smile, the despair in her eyes deepening.
“Wait, you mentioned Phoenix Cry Mountain. If that slain bird was their envoy, would Phoenix Cry Mountain let this go?” Mo Fan seized on the key point and hurriedly asked.
“Phoenix Cry Mountain is the sacred ground revered by all three of our mountains. I once heard the general mention that it was founded by a demon clan saint king.
But that saint king has long ceased to involve himself in worldly affairs. Would he take such a great risk to save insignificant demon soldiers like us?” He Feifei gave a bitter smile.
“No matter what, we mustn’t give up until the very last moment!”
Mo Fan gritted his teeth. Hearing He Feifei’s words, he felt a sense of foreboding, but a glimmer of hope remained.
“Let’s go! Attack the array’s barrier. Only by breaking it do we have a chance to escape alive!”
“I’ve worked so hard to reach the demon general realm. I haven’t even enjoyed a single good day. How can I die here!”
With that, Mo Fan rode the clouds, taking He Feifei back toward the barrier with the giant “Prison” character.
“Let’s combine our strength and attack one point together. If we break through at a single point, we might have a chance to shatter the barrier!”
Mo Fan spoke, then opened his mouth to release a high-grade flying sword. A flash of silver light appeared as the sword struck the barrier, sending ripples across it.
“There’s hope?!”
Seeing this, Mo Fan’s confidence surged.
To him, any movement in the barrier was a good sign. What he feared most was no reaction at all.
He Feifei, seeing this, also unleashed her full power, attacking the same point.
Mo Fan didn’t hesitate, releasing a golden brick and slamming it repeatedly!
“Kill!!”
In the distance, the three demon kings led their close followers and demon generals, soaring into the sky, charging straight for the giant sailing ship.
They understood that with the Demon Spirit Valley sealed, their only chance of survival was to kill these human cultivators. Otherwise, they would likely be buried here!
“Stubborn beasts, let me, Fang Yunxian, suppress you all!”
A clear, cold voice rang out. A white-robed female cultivator leapt from the ship’s deck, raising her hand to unleash a flying sword!
The sword grew in the wind, instantly expanding to dozens of yards in size!
“Swish!”
The giant sword sliced through the air, its terrifying sword aura rippling outward.
Boom boom boom…!!
In an instant, several demon generals exploded in mid-air, turning into clouds of blood mist, without even the chance to engage.
Even the three demon kings, using their divine abilities, could only barely block this single strike!
“Fang Yunxian, you madwoman, you’ve broken through again!”
“If I don’t die today, I’ll drag you back to Black Wind Mountain as my mountain consort!!”
The Black Wind Demon King roared, his body shaking as he transformed into a ten-yard giant. Opening his mouth, he spat out a silver-white giant axe, infusing it with demonic aura until it grew as massive as a mountain.
“You foul woman, take my axe!”
“Wild boar demon, I’ll slay you today!”
Fang Yunxian’s brows furrowed in slight anger, her sword finger slashing toward the Black Wind Demon King!
“Clang!”
The giant sword swept through the air, sending the mountain-sized Black Wind Demon King crashing to the ground with a single strike.
“Kill!”
“Kill!”
At this moment, the other two demon kings unleashed their divine abilities, charging at Fang Yunxian together.
The middle-aged scholar on the deck smiled faintly and spoke, “Go! Seize the merits and honours that belong to you!”
As his words fell, dozens of figures flew out from the giant sailing ship, wielding treasures.
Some rode bamboo scrolls, others giant brushes, or flew on swords…
In moments, they landed on the ground, beginning to suppress and slaughter the trapped demons!
