The instant the bell rang, the Chi Dragon Saint King fell into a brief stupor, as though its spirit had suffered a heavy blow.
All the Nascent Soul cultivators present brightened at once. Daoist Qingfeng seized the chance, and his flying sword shot out, turning into a rainbow beam that aimed straight for the Chi Dragon Saint King’s neck.
“Profound Mountain Seal!”
From afar, Old Ancestor Huang Xuan gave a low shout and formed seals with both hands.
A thunderous boom echoed as a dazzling golden mountain crashed down from the sky, smashing fiercely towards the Chi Dragon Saint King’s head.
“Heh! Demon Saint King or not, you still have to die!”
A golden-armoured figure appeared in front of the Chi Dragon Saint King and punched straight at its chest.
At that moment, every cultivator in the cavern held their breath.
Four Nascent Soul old monsters striking together was, in the eyes of everyone, practically a guaranteed kill.
Even Mo Fan could not help turning his attention there, eager to see the outcome.
The Chi Dragon Saint King undoubtedly possessed Ancestral Realm cultivation, but it had only recently been born. Or rather, it had never left this True Dragon Lair. Though it had awakened some bloodline memories, its shallow foundation remained unchanged.
This resulted in an extremely crude and technique-less fighting style.
Moreover, the Chi Dragon Saint King had an even deadlier flaw: it had never refined its own Demon Ancestor sacred weapon.
It did not even possess a single decent demon treasure.
The four Nascent Soul old monsters were completely different. Each had lived for hundreds or thousands of years, possessed rich combat experience and powerful secret arts, and, most importantly, held numerous trump cards.
That was precisely what Mo Fan valued most.
Very soon, the attacks of the four Nascent Soul cultivators landed on the Chi Dragon Saint King.
Yet, contrary to everyone’s expectations, the Chi Dragon Saint King was not instantly blown apart. It stood like an unyielding boulder, completely unmoved.
Clang!
A metallic ring sounded. The flying sword, brimming with momentum, was the first to be repelled. Let alone severing the Chi Dragon Saint King’s head, it had not even breached its defence.
At this moment, golden light blazed across the Chi Dragon Saint King’s body. Dragon qi shielded it. It suddenly opened its eyes and let out a dragon roar.
“Ang, roar!”
The roar formed a visible shockwave that instantly shattered the divine-sense bell hovering nearby.
Then it punched upwards, directly sending the descending golden mountain flying.
Clang!
In front of it, the golden-armoured cultivator’s fist struck its chest and produced the sound of hammering iron. The golden-armoured cultivator’s expression changed drastically, and he instinctively tried to retreat.
“Since you’re here, don’t leave!”
The Chi Dragon Saint King grinned ferociously and reached out.
Its speed was lightning-fast. In almost an instant, it seized the golden-armoured cultivator by the neck.
“I’ve never tasted a Nascent Soul cultivator before!”
As it spoke, its entire head turned hideous, transforming into a massive blood-coloured tiger head. It opened its jaws and bit off the golden-armoured cultivator’s head.
“Old Ancestor!!”
From afar, a group of cultivators split their eyes in rage at the sight.
Yet very quickly they realised the headless corpse of the golden-armoured cultivator had turned into a stone statue.
“It’s the Stone Spirit Substitution Technique of the Divine Martial Sect!”
Someone exclaimed, revealing the truth behind the stone transformation.
Sure enough, soon everyone saw the Chi Dragon Saint King spit out a large pile of stone fragments, its face filled with fury.
“Damn it!”
“You dare deceive this ancestor? All you ants deserve death!!”
Enraged, the Chi Dragon Saint King vanished from its spot and charged straight at Daoist Qingfeng, who was closest.
Daoist Qingfeng gave a cold hum and slashed with his sword.
This sword was plain and unadorned. All light and brilliance were restrained, as though an ordinary mortal were simply swinging a long sword.
Yet it was this very sword that nearly severed the Chi Dragon Saint King’s entire arm, cutting so deep that bone was visible.
The Chi Dragon Saint King retreated hurriedly, only to see a divine-sense sword shoot with a whoosh into its brow.
In the next moment, its figure froze once more.
“Suppress!”
Old Ancestor Huang Xuan gave a cold snort and pointed. The golden mountain in the sky crashed down heavily.
Boom!
With a tremendous explosion, the Chi Dragon Saint King was instantly pinned beneath it.
“Is it dead?” asked the black-clothed woman from afar, unable to hold back.
“I’m not sure.”
Bai Tian Tian shook her head. Even she could not gauge the depths of the Chi Dragon Saint King. She had no idea where Mo Fan had lured such a terrifying powerhouse from.
“It won’t die. That fellow’s life is tough as nails!”
A Soul-Devouring Banner flew over from the distance, instantly delighting both women. Then thick ghostly mist enveloped them.
Not only the two women, but also Bai Shuang and Bai Feng were drawn into the ghost domain inside the Soul-Devouring Banner by Mo Fan.
The two demonesses had been standing with Bai Tian Tian and the black-clothed woman.
Even the other demon cultivators from White Feather Mountain were taken into the ghost domain by Mo Fan.
“To make a long story short, Senior Bai Lu wants us to guard that bronze mirror, so come with me!”
Before Bai Feng and the others could speak, Mo Fan cut them off with one sentence.
In truth, the reason he took all the White Feather Mountain demons into the ghost domain was to do Old Ancestor Bai Lu a favour.
He was not sure whether Old Ancestor Bai Lu would survive this great battle, but if he did, this would give Black Wind Mountain a Demon Ancestor backer, or at least a connection. That was still very useful for Mo Fan.
Being on good terms with a Demon Ancestor could greatly deter petty villains from casually attacking Black Wind Mountain.
Of course, at critical moments, these demon cultivators could also serve as a bargaining chip to threaten Bai Lu.
How to play that card would depend on how the situation developed.
After taking the demons into the ghost domain, Mo Fan flew straight towards the bronze mirror while keeping an eye on the other locations.
He discovered that the immortal sword treasure was now occupied by a group of human cultivators. There were only a few of them, led by Xuan Jian, all disciples of Tianxuan Holy Land.
Yet their situation was far from optimistic. They were completely surrounded by a swarm of rat spirits from the Bottomless Cave.
The area with the round disc was also held by human cultivators, namely those from Tianxing Holy Land.
This scene rather surprised Mo Fan. He had thought those people were dead, yet nearly half of them were still alive.
Not only Tianxing Holy Land, but a handful from Corpse Yin Sect and Sun Moon Holy Church had also survived and were now confronting the Tianxing group.
The bronze mirror area was even livelier. The three demons from Dragon King Sea had taken control of the spot, naturally drawing attacks from the surrounding cultivators.
Then Mo Fan shifted his gaze to the enormous dragon corpse coiled on the ground in the distance. He could faintly see the broken sword lodged in its skull. Even after unknown years of death, it still radiated a heart-palpitating aura.
But very quickly Mo Fan noticed something wrong.
He suddenly realised that the three intact immortal corpses on the ground had vanished without a trace!
His eyes instantly narrowed.
He scanned the surroundings and found that almost every faction that had appeared on the cliff earlier was now gathered here, including some smaller forces that had not shown themselves before.
Moreover, judging by their appearance, none of them seemed aware that three immortal corpses were missing.
No, some people were still absent!
Very quickly, Mo Fan realised something, and his expression turned rather grim.
He understood. Someone had got there first!
If that was true, then things were about to get extremely interesting, because he had personally seen in the Mushroom Demon’s memories that two of those immortal corpses wore intact suits of armour.
If nothing unexpected had happened, those two suits of armour were also immortal treasures.
This meant someone had quietly taken the immortal treasures ahead of everyone else and was now lurking in the shadows, waiting to reap the final profit!
At this thought, a chill ran down Mo Fan’s spine for no reason. He suddenly understood one thing: perhaps the Chi Dragon Saint King was not the most terrifying existence here!
