Capítulo 27: Chapter 141 - 143: Masters of the Mortal Realm, Unable to Move a Single Finger!. The City Falls, Demons Arise. Battle at the Peak.
Chapter 141: Masters of the Mortal Realm, Unable to Move a Single Finger! (6K, Combined Chapter)
The scene that unfolded was extremely abrupt, and everyone was still taken by surprise.
When they saw the massive dharma image burning with divine might, and the Buddha's personally taught disciple being suppressed under the finger of the dharma image, everyone was shocked and horrified.
This was the first on the Qianlong Ranking, personally taught by the Buddha!
Famous at a young age, he had stepped into the realm of a grandmaster at the age of nineteen and had dominated the Qianlong Ranking for three years!
During this period, no one could shake his reputation as the best among the young elites.
But now, in just a few months, he would be over 22 years old and about to drop off the rankings. Yet, he was being suppressed by a single finger, lying on the stage like a dead dog, unable to move!
"Please spare his life!"
In the dead silence, only the yellow sand and waves of the Long River seemed unaffected, still surging and sweeping against the dais.
The man from Tianji Mountain reacted first. He quickly stepped in and bore part of the force from the go piece. As he made contact, he felt an unimaginable terrifying power contained within the seemingly ordinary stone. The burning divine flames were like the fierce sun in winter, capable of incinerating everything!
While his heart was shocked, he quickly said to Li Hao, "Grandmaster debates should only touch upon the essence. Please do not take a life."
As a Three Immortals realm cultivator, he couldn't just stand by and watch as the Buddha's personally taught disciple was crushed into meat paste by the young man's finger, right before everyone's eyes.
Otherwise, the Buddha, seated in the Pure Land of Brahma, would surely fly into a rage, and his wrath was definitely not something Tianji Tower could bear!
With the man from Tianji Mountain's obstruction, the other four who had come with Qin Wuque also reacted. One of them, a middle-aged monk clad in crimson kasaya, stepped forward abruptly and rushed to stand before Qin Wuque. He glared at Li Hao angrily and said, "This is just a debate. Do you intend to kill him?"
Li Hao gave a cold smile and replied indifferently, "I'm merely engaging in a debate as well. Why are you so agitated?"
He was practically returning his words to him.
Although he did have murderous intent, he wouldn't kill a Buddha's disciple in front of everyone. Otherwise, the Buddha would have a legitimate reason to come after him.
Moreover, this disciple of the Buddha most likely had a title to protect himself. Unless the other party personally agreed to a rule-less spar, killing him in front of everyone under the rules of this debate would still be considered breaking the laws of the Great Yu Shenchao.
Hearing Li Hao's words, the middle-aged monk's eyes widened in anger, his expression as fierce as an enraged Vajra Buddha.
A debate? Is there such a thing as pressing someone down and rubbing them into the ground in a debate?
But unfortunately, this was indeed within the scope of a grandmaster's debate. One could only blame Qin Wuque for being inferior in skill, or perhaps the youth before them was just too terrifying!
The majestic dharma image made even the middle-aged monk feel his heart palpitate. He had never seen such a huge soul before. If it was just about expanding one's soul to this size, he could also achieve it, but in terms of might, it was actually more formidable when condensed to a smaller size!
"In a debate, one should only touch upon the essence. You've gone too far!"
The middle-aged monk's chest heaved with anger, but his expression remained solemn and restrained, like a dignified elder admonishing Li Hao.
Li Hao said indifferently, "You also said it's about touching upon the 'essence'. I've gathered my strength into a single 'point' on the go piece, but unfortunately, he couldn't take it. Is this the kind of disciple your Buddha has? He's similar to the one I defeated with chopsticks earlier."
Hearing Li Hao's words, the middle-aged Vajra and the other three Immortal Mountain Venerables were so angry that their lungs were about to explode.
Their years of cultivating their temperament made them feel as if their skulls were throbbing and their bodies were trembling with rage at this moment.
The person Li Hao mentioned was naturally the youngest disciple personally taught by the Buddha, Li Qianfeng.
He was also Qin Wuque's junior disciple, and the two had a good relationship.
Qin Wuque's provocation of Li Hao was to avenge Li Qianfeng and restore Immortal Mountain's reputation. After all, Li Qianfeng had lost miserably in the True Dragon Battle, dealing a huge blow to Immortal Mountain's prestige.
However, Qin Wuque never expected that he would lose even more miserably than Li Qianfeng when he took action himself!
Moreover, this had happened in front of countless grandmasters, with the whole world as witnesses. They could hardly imagine how much ridicule and mockery Immortal Mountain would face because of this single battle.
"So young, yet so arrogant. Is this the kind of person from the General's Mansion? No wonder your father wants to suppress and teach you a lesson personally!"
The middle-aged monk said angrily, "Hurry up and stop. Your aggressive behavior is unbecoming of a grandmaster!"
A cold light flashed in Li Hao's eyes, but it quickly disappeared. His tone was as cold as the winter wind as he said, "Are you trying to beg for mercy on his behalf?"
"Beg for mercy? There are winners and losers in a debate. Don't be a sore winner!" The middle-aged monk suppressed his anger and said.
At this moment, Qin Wuque was still lying on the ground, struggling to move. The longer this dragged on, the more face Immortal Mountain lost.
Li Hao coldly smiled and said, "Since I'm in the right, why should I spare him? You also know that you're in the wrong. So, be a good boy and apologize. If you want to beg for mercy and admit defeat, let him say it himself!"
"You!"
Anger flashed in the middle-aged monk's eyes, but his expression remained solemn.
If not for Li Hao's identity and the worry that taking action would break the rules and further humiliate Immortal Mountain, he would have taken action to suppress Li Hao already.
"Alright! Since it's a debate, let's debate as well!"
At this moment, one of the Immortal Mountain Venerables beside them spoke up.
Besides the middle-aged monk, the other three Venerables had also come with Qin Wuque to attend this grandmaster assembly.
In Immortal Mountain, the Vajra were at the Fifteen Li realm, the Venerables were Heavenly Man grandmasters, and the Arhats were at the Three Immortals realm.
Above them were the Bodhisattvas who sat before the Buddha.
"Let me debate this arrogant way of yours!"
One of the middle-aged Venerables had already taken action. His eyes narrowed in anger, and his entire body shone with Buddha light. Strings of Buddhist beads flew up and circled around him.
These Buddhist beads contained powerful spiritual treasure might and could enhance his strength by half. He summoned his soul and, together with his physical body, displayed his grandmaster-level ultimate skill. He threw a punch at the go piece above Qin Wuque's head!
The go piece was like a miniature sun, radiating extreme brilliance that was impossible to look directly at.
This middle-aged Venerable's fist contained the "Serene Sentinel Technique", emphasizing stillness within movement. At this moment, although he was angry, his movements appeared extremely slow. However, the power contained within was not to be underestimated!
A loud sound rang out as the punch that could create a sonic boom slammed into the go piece.
Just as everyone thought he was about to shatter the brilliant finger with his punch, suddenly, the middle-aged Venerable seemed to have been hit hard. The sleeves of his arms burst apart, his kasaya fluttered, and his body flew backward!
His fist was covered in blood, and his flesh was torn, revealing the white bones underneath!
Everyone's pupils constricted as they were filled with shock.
The middle-aged Venerable stumbled backward continuously. It was only when the middle-aged monk caught him that he stopped. However, blood surged up his throat, and he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. His face turned deathly pale as he looked at the go piece that had condensed the brilliance of the world in horror.
Earlier, he had only felt an extremely strong counterforce coming from the small go piece, as if he had punched an iron plate. At the same time, all the power he had exerted was returned to him!
He was completely unprepared and was thus seriously injured. Although his physical body was stronger than an average Heavenly Man realm cultivator, with his body tempered by the Buddha's golden dan treasure pills, it was still inferior to a true body cultivator.
Hearing his words, the middle-aged monk's expression turned ugly.
The other two Venerables were also stunned. They hadn't expected that while suppressing Qin Wuque with a single finger, the youth still had the strength to block them.
Without a word, the two acted simultaneously.
As cultivators of the Three Immortals realm, their souls seemed coated in a layer of golden sand, burning with divine might. Their dignified auras exuded immense pressure.
Mindful of Tianji Mountain's reputation, the two did not attack Li Hao together. Instead, they took turns, one after the other.
One tried to lift the fallen go piece, while the other attempted to pull Qin Wuque out.
Li Hao saw through their intentions and responded with a faint cold smile. The more Tianji Mountain interfered, the more determined he was to make them lose face completely!
He channeled his Object Manipulation Art, transforming it into an invisible, impenetrable wall. At the same time, he infused his understanding of the myriad Dao into this power.
Yin and yang, the five elements, the sun, moon, and stars, mountains, rivers, birds, beasts, and more.
His art could reduce the force of an attack, lessen damage, redirect assaults, guide power to another location, and even conceal deadly strikes within—like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, catching his opponents off guard!
Integrating various martial intents, his attacks became unpredictable, far surpassing the simple Yin-Yang Dao or the Ape Dao. It encompassed too many variations!
Even an average cultivator of the Three Immortals realm would be instantly slain by his sword, unable to withstand the myriad variables in his attacks, let alone these grandmasters.
Boom!
The Venerable who swung the Demon-Subduing Mallet towards the go piece felt a surge of formidable power rushing towards him. He quickly unleashed a Buddhist secret technique, the Nine Heavens Demon-Subduing Art!
The mallet descended with the might of a thousand mountains, intending to crush the tiny, ordinary stone.
However, as he executed his attack, he felt as if his mallet had sunk into an invisible swamp. The overwhelming power seemed to be swallowed by the sea, absorbed and then reflected back with even greater ferocity!
Before he could react, a more violent force rebounded towards him.
Caught off guard, his hand trembled, and the tiger's mouth that gripped the mallet ruptured. Immediately, an invisible force slammed into his chest, sending him and the mallet flying off the dais and onto the ground!
On the other side, the venerable with the kind-faced old man's appearance tried to seize the opportunity to pull Qin Wuque out while his companion distracted Li Hao. But as he made his move, he saw his companion being knocked away.
His expression changed abruptly, and he heard the whistling wind of another attack approaching.
It was Li Hao's other hand, striking with a bent finger!
The finger seemed like a towering peak, sweeping towards him with the might to sever the heavens and the earth.
The old man's face drained of color, and his eyes reflected a glimmer of terror. He quickly threw out a golden disc, which enlarged rapidly in the wind, spinning to block his body. A beast-headed phantom roared from within the disc, aiming at the attacking finger. But just as it revealed itself, it was struck by Li Hao's finger.
The beast head crumbled, and the disc buzzed like a gong, flying back and slamming into the old man's chest. It sent him tumbling into the Long River.
The river's waves immediately engulfed him, but not long after, he broke through the waves and staggered back onto the dais, his body soaked and his face deathly pale.
In a short while, two Venerables had failed consecutively, shocking everyone. While suppressing Qin Wuque with a single finger, Li Hao had effortlessly defeated three Tianji Mountain Venerables. What kind of monster was this youth?!
Previously, Tianji Tower had ranked him fifth on the Qianlong Ranking, and many had felt there was favoritism involved. But now, it seemed that the ranking had been too conservative!
Such terrifying strength, yet he was only ranked fifth? It was a joke!
The former first-ranked cultivator was currently suppressed by Li Hao's finger, and they couldn't even fathom what position Li Hao should rightfully occupy.
"You!" The middle-aged Arhat glared at Li Hao, shocked and enraged. He had never expected Li Hao, the Li family's kirin child, to be so formidable.
When he had heard that Li Qianfeng was almost killed by a single chopstick in Li Hao's hand, he had thought it was an exaggeration. Now, it seemed that Li Hao was even more terrifying than they had imagined!
At only fourteen years old, could this youth already be invincible among grandmasters?!
The middle-aged Arhat clenched his back teeth, his face turning ashen. He looked at the youth below, who wore a cold smile, and saw the coldness and mockery in his eyes. He knew that unless he took action, this youth would cause Tianji Mountain to lose all face!
But if he did, even if he won, it wouldn't be glorious!
Taking a deep breath, the middle-aged Arhat looked at the crowd below and shouted, "A grandmaster debate should only touch upon the essence. Fellow grandmasters, who among you wishes to debate with this kirin child of the Li family? If you can win, Tianji Mountain will offer a great treasure as a reward!"
In his extreme anger, his words were surprisingly graceful, still adhering to the pretext of a debate.
However, everyone could tell that he was pleading for help, hoping that someone would defeat Li Hao and restore Tianji Mountain's reputation.
The so-called great treasure was probably a significant favor from Tianji Mountain.
In an instant, many eyes lit up.
This was Tianji Mountain they were talking about!
With the Real Man of Qian Dao Palace absent and the Buddha suppressing the world, no one dared to challenge his might!
To gain a favor from Tianji Mountain meant having an absolute life-saving grace. As long as one didn't publicly kill the prince, it would be an indisputable protection!
"Haha, since it's a debate, I'll join in the fun too. Youthful arrogance, let me experience it myself!"
Soon, a grandmaster from the crowd was moved. He leaped onto the dais, laughing loudly.
Then, he abruptly drew his sword, infusing it with his unique art. His body shone with divine might, and his dignified aura seemed capable of severing mountains and rivers. With a single slash, he aimed for Li Hao's finger.
The sword edge contained destructive might, a force of decay that seemed capable of withering all things!
This was also an extremely powerful grandmaster's art.
But where there was decay, there was also rebirth.
Like the growth of grass and trees, the blooming of flowers.
The force of decay didn't affect Li Hao at all. Instead, with the inversion of yin and yang, an even more overwhelming intent enveloped the sword-wielding grandmaster, instantly pressing him off the dais.
Defeat!
"I'll give it a try too!"
Immediately, another grandmaster from the crowd stepped forward. Without physically touching it, it was challenging to sense the profundity of Li Hao's finger. But soon, this second grandmaster was also struck by Li Hao's Object Manipulation Art, infused with grandmaster intent, and was knocked off the dais.
One after another, grandmasters from the crowd took turns challenging Li Hao. Some had already realized that the youth's strength far exceeded their imaginations, and defeating him in the same realm seemed improbable.
As one Grand Master after another took the stage, they were swiftly knocked back.
"It's Lin Qingfeng!"
"A Grand Master from thirty years ago, is he going on stage too?"
Everyone looked at a thin and elderly man. As he stood up, his shoulders seemed to be supporting the heavens and the earth, exuding the aura of a Grand Master who had traversed snowy mountains.
Many people were tense, unsure if the young man could withstand his might.
Soon, the old man took the stage. He didn't carry any weapons, but instead, his hands lightly reached for the dazzling light of the finger, as if plucking a ripe fruit.
However, many of the Grand Masters who saw his move had a change of expression.
The way he moved was so natural and flawless, giving an unbeatable feeling. This was the realm of a perfect Grand Master!
Perhaps with just a bit of enlightenment, he could transcend and enter an even higher realm!
It was the realm of being able to transcend the mortal world at any moment!
His hands, which seemed to pluck casually, actually contained countless variations. Even a falling bird would find it hard to escape his grasp, like a caged bird!
His hands were like a world that could suppress all!
However, as his palms approached the radiant chess piece, suddenly, his hands began to burn, the skin on his palms seemed to rot, and countless sharp blades cut through, causing blood to bloom.
The casual expression on Lin Qingfeng's face disappeared, and his eyes became solemn, but his hands did not retreat and continued to reach forward.
But as he drew closer, the wounds on his arms increased, and the radiant light in front of him seemed like countless sharp blades!
His fingernails fell off, his fingernails peeled back, and the sleeves on his arms were completely destroyed and torn!
Until finally, when his hand was about to touch the chess piece, a violent force vibrated out, like a tiger's roar, shaking his eardrums.
Lin Qingfeng's pupils suddenly contracted, his heart trembled, and his aged body flew out like a torn sack, as if kicked hard.
Plop!
Lin Qingfeng's body fell off the debate stage, his arms bleeding profusely, his flesh torn and gruesome.
He climbed up with his aged figure, and the once neat and detached robe, along with his neatly combed long hair, was now in disarray and tattered, making him look extremely pathetic.
Lin Qingfeng raised his head, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, hidden by his loose hair, and his heart was shaken beyond words. His gaze slowly shifted from the debate stage to the young man seated elsewhere.
He suddenly realized that the young man had not used his true body from start to finish!!
A terrifying thought emerged in his mind.
Could it be that this young man, at the age of fourteen, has already reached the perfect Grand Master realm and is half-stepping into the Three Immortals realm?!
As these thoughts flashed through his mind, his heart twitched and contracted painfully, unable to bear the shock.
Those who could step into the Grand Master realm were all geniuses. Who among them had not gained fame in their youth and climbed the Qiankun Ranking?
But now, as time passed, they were already considered the older generation. However, with the longevity of the Heavenly Man realm, their mentality remained young, and they continued to pursue a higher martial path.
Therefore, they also had a heart for contention!
But at this moment, his heart for contention was shattered by that single move!
When Lin Qingfeng was defeated, the crowd fell briefly silent. After all, he was a well-known Grand Master for many years!
But soon, the crowd's gaze shifted away from him. Before long, another Grand Master took the stage.
Seeing that even a strong Grand Master like Lin Qingfeng couldn't withstand the young man's might, this might be an opportunity, even if they lost.
However, the next moment, the Grand Master who took the stage was also knocked back, spitting blood.
Below the stage, Li Wushuang stared blankly at this scene.
From Qin Wuque's provocation of Li Hao to Li Hao's move to suppress Qin Wuque with a single finger, her anger had been replaced by shock.
The strange soul that had shocked the entire Shenjia Mansion when it fought Li Tiangang had appeared again.
And compared to that time, this time was even more terrifying. Previously, it hadn't been covered by the divine fire, but now it was burning with divine light, like a wrathful god descending upon the world!
And the power it displayed exceeded her imagination and understanding.
It could actually defeat countless famous Grand Masters with its own strength!
While she was still striving for the Fifteen Li realm and longing for the Heavenly Man realm, that young man already had the strength and aura to dominate all Grand Masters!
Was this the gap between them?
On the other side, Zhou Haitang stood up, suppressing the shock in his eyes, and walked towards the stage.
Beside him, Zhou Ling'er and the others reacted.
"Father!"
Zhou Ling'er quickly called out, "Father, are you going too? No, you..."
She wanted to say that he couldn't beat him.
But as the words reached her lips, she felt a bitter sourness in her mouth.
In her heart, her father was the strongest and most dependable pillar.
But now, she had to admit that her father was not a match for that young man.
"Master!"
Xu Wan'er and the young man also quickly tried to dissuade him.
Zhou Haitang shook his head, took a deep breath, and said, "I want to try, and at the same time, I want to test how far my Grand Master's path is from perfection!"
He wanted to challenge not only because of Mount Wuliang's promise but also because of his heart for contention as a Grand Master.
Seeing such an extraordinary young man and witnessing the incredible power and understanding of the Dao contained in that finger, he wanted to experience it himself.
Ignoring his daughter and disciple's pleas, Zhou Haitang took the stage.
He mobilized all his strength, his pores expanding, and his entire body's power reaching its peak.
Then, he drew his sword and executed his most powerful technique, slashing out.
A loud bang sounded as the sword light touched the chess piece, and a vast and boundless martial intent enveloped him. In an instant, Zhou Haitang felt the surging of the heavens and the earth crushing down on his body.
His pupils dilated and contracted as his heart was filled with shock and awe.
Turns out, the young man's martial intent was not just one kind...
His body was suddenly knocked back, falling off the stage, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. His chest was torn, and his clothes were in tatters.
"Father!"
Zhou Ling'er quickly went forward, her eyes moist.
Zhou Haitang struggled to his feet, coughed up blood, quickly took out a bottle of precious medicine and swallowed it, stabilizing his injuries. He said softly, "I'm fine."
He turned his head and looked at the young man seated elsewhere.
The young man sat quietly on an ordinary chair, but he gave off an air of detachment as if he were sitting alone at the peak of a mountain, overlooking the world.
Chapter 142: The City Falls, Demons Arise (An additional chapter dedicated to Alliance Leader 'Qtso Little Bear')
Zhou Haitang had lost.
Body and soul, he was defeated.
Defeated by the martial arts concept condensed in that finger, defeated by the peerless youth's mastery!
But after Zhou Haitang's loss, another Master immediately stepped onto the debate stage, by the roaring waves of the Long River, to challenge the brilliant young man!
Most of the Masters present, like Zhou Haitang, were stirred by the same desire. Aside from Xu Nuo from Wuliang Mountain, the young man had consecutively defeated everyone, displaying a martial arts concept and power that they yearned to experience, seek, and fathom—a power that surpassed their imaginations!
Bang!
Bang!
However, the Masters who took the stage were consecutively crushed and flung off.
They unleashed their unique and unparalleled skills—blade, sword, spear, staff, fist, palm, and divine techniques—but before this brilliant young man, all their varied martial arts seemed to have corresponding counters. In the end, no one could shake him!
A single youth suppressing all the Masters under the heavens with a single finger!
Among the onlookers, not a single person could move that finger!
As no more Masters stepped up, the entire venue, including the Masters' relatives and the geniuses gathered from the Nine Continents, fell into a deathly silence.
Only the Heavenly Law statue, cloaked in divine might and fiery radiance, sat serenely like a god, its gaze icy as it overlooked the mortals below.
No one dared step up anymore; no one could speak of challenging anymore!
Whether it was martial arts concept, physical strength, surging divine will, or Master's aura, that fourteen-year-old had reached the pinnacle!
Unmatched!
This challenge, initiated by Qin Wuque, lasted for two hours, yet the youth never once took action himself.
Merely by releasing his soul outside his body, he suppressed everyone, even protecting that fragile stone-polished chess piece!
One must know that with their Master's might, even a sneeze could shatter that stone.
Yet, this most ordinary pebble suppressed all the Masters, pressing the revered Buddhist monk, first on the Qianlong Ranking, to the ground, unable to move like a bug bereft of life!
Indeed, at this moment, aside from the numerous Masters, the one most shocked and devastated was Qin Wuque.
For these two hours, he had watched with his own eyes as the Masters took turns stepping up, and then falling one by one. Meanwhile, he himself was suppressed without any chance to resist.
That youth not only crushed his body but also shattered his martial heart!
The light had faded from Qin Wuque's eyes. As a pride of heaven himself, he had reigned at the top of the Qianlong Ranking for three years, unmatched. At the age of nineteen, he had reached the Master realm. One must know that Li Tiangang of the Li Family's Divine General Palace, now renowned as the Duke of Xingwu throughout the world, was also only nineteen when he entered the Heavenly Man realm!
In other words, his talent was equal to the youth's!
Barring any accidents, he would surely reach the pinnacle in the future, shocking the world, revered by all, becoming that bodhisattva seated upon a lotus platform, receiving endless offerings and worship!
But now, his martial heart was shattered.
The sun had set, and the glow of the evening glow bathed the faces of those outside the debate stage, as if dyeing them with a layer of cruel gold foil.
This was not just the twilight of the world but also the twilight of the Masters!
From this day forth, a legend unparalleled in history would rise.
A youth riding the winds, at the age of fourteen, suppressing the world with a single finger!
They also understood that from this day on, a name on the Qiankun Ranking would shine like a blazing sun, suppressing all the prides of the Great Yu Dynasty for eight years!
This record would be unbroken!
The middle-aged Arhat's face turned ashen, his eyes filled with shock, anger, and a hint of fear and wariness.
The youth's cultivation speed was unparalleled, and his actual combat power and martial arts concept were unimaginable. This talent was like a saint reborn, incomparable.
Given time, within a decade, he might be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with those old fogies in the Four Establishments realm!
He took a deep breath, suppressing the anger in his heart, and said solemnly, "Practitioner, no one here can debate with you anymore. It's time to let go."
Li Hao replied indifferently, "I've said it before. I need to hear it from him personally; otherwise, how would I know if he admits defeat? Maybe he still has some tricks up his sleeve. You should give him a chance to show his abilities, don't hinder him."
Even with the middle-aged Arhat's foundation of chanting scriptures for thirty years, he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood upon hearing Li Hao's words.
Even a Buddha would get angry.
Hinder him? Go die!
Qin Wuque was almost unconscious, his martial heart scattered, yet Li Hao still wouldn't stop.
Admit defeat verbally?
That was Qin Wuque's last thought. If he shattered now, he would live in Li Hao's shadow for the rest of his life.
"With your status as the first on the Qianlong Ranking, challenging me, the fifth, is clearly bullying. Why don't you mention that?"
The middle-aged Arhat was left speechless, his heart filled with anger. He glanced at the Tianji Mountain man beside him. It was said that Tianji Pavilion held the keys to heaven's secrets and could predict events with uncanny accuracy, that nothing under the heavens could be hidden from their sight.
Yet, here was a youth who had become famous throughout the world in Qingzhou, revealing a cultivation at the Fifteen Li Realm. Only then did people realize the existence of such a monstrous genius.
He had reached the Divine Wanderment Realm at an even younger age, and no one had known about it!
Now, after that great battle, everyone assumed that the father had gone easy on his son, which was why Li Hao was ranked fifth.
But who would have thought that based on the power Li Hao had displayed today, if he went all out, he might even have a chance against the Three Immortals. After all, during the Yanbei Campaign, Li Tiangang had broken his heart's oath, suffered serious injuries, and his realm had dropped. He was not as invincible as he had been then, peerless among his peers.
However, while the world may have underestimated him, how could even Tianji Pavilion make such a mistake? Wasn't this putting everyone in danger?!
Sensing the middle-aged Arhat's gaze, the Tianji Mountain man snapped back to his senses, feeling his anger, and a sense of unease crept into his heart. He had no choice but to step in, and just as he was about to speak, a loud, earth-shattering rumble suddenly reverberated from the distance!
The sound was so powerful that it seemed like a meteor had struck the ground.
Everyone, including Li Hao, was startled and turned to look. They saw a brilliant purple formation pattern appearing on the city wall not far away, but soon, like flames licking across, it quickly vanished.
At the same time, the tops of a giant arrow tower and a cannon tower within the city suddenly crumbled!
The faces of those present turned stiff, and then their complexions changed drastically as they watched this scene in shock.
The disappearance of the formation pattern indicated that it had been broken!
This was the protective formation of Dayue City, a divine formation. With this formation, even if only a Heavenly Master cultivator was stationed in the city, they could rely on it to withstand a half-day assault from a Three Immortals realm demon leading a demon tide!
Half a day was more than enough time to seek reinforcements and receive aid from powerful experts.
But now, this protective formation had been broken!
Moreover, the fact that the formation was broken from the inside before it could even be activated indicated that the breach had come from within.
The only ones capable of such a feat were humans or demons who had infiltrated the city!
However, for a demon to enter the city, they would have to be registered and carry a pass; otherwise, the formation would have been triggered, instantly killing the intruder.
As everyone was filled with doubt, two other arrow towers suddenly collapsed as well. From one of the towers, two black figures shot out. One figure flew straight toward the city wall and slammed into it, while the other, a robust figure in a long robe, pursued and pressed the former's head down, before viciously crushing it.
After cultivating the Bright Jade True Demon Art, Li Hao's vision had become even sharper than before. At this moment, despite the distance of several miles, he could still clearly see the scene, even the cracks between the bricks on the city wall.
The one who had his head crushed was a guard clad in battle armor.
And the robust figure, with his robe billowing, revealed thick, reddish muscles, a body covered in thick fur, and a slightly protruding horn on his head—he was a demon!
Furthermore, his aura was as fierce as a blazing furnace, not that of a Heavenly Man, but a Three Immortals realm demon!
It was precisely because of this that he could easily kill the Heavenly Man realm guard without transforming.
"It's a demon!"
"A demon has infiltrated the city!"
Li Hao wasn't the only one who could see what was happening. Other Grandmasters with keen eyesight could barely make out the scene, and some even projected their divine souls to observe and understand the situation.
In an instant, the faces of all the Grandmasters on the debate stage changed.
A demon had taken advantage of this opportunity to invade Dayue City, which was deep within the northwest and quite far from the border!
"It's a Three Immortals realm demon!"
The middle-aged Arhat, whose name was Wen Tian'en, had a grave expression on his face. Such a powerful demon attacking and destroying the formation exposed too much information.
He sensed that something was amiss and glanced at the Tianji Mountain man, their eyes meeting. Both of them smelled a hint of crisis in the air.
News of the unrest and turmoil along the border of Liangzhou had not only reached the Li family but also been discovered by Tianji Pavilion. Before Wen Tian'en had set out on his journey to attend this Grandmaster assembly, his master, the Bodhisattva, had warned him about the situation and instructed him to be careful on his way and not to linger at the border.
Suddenly, a Grand Master shouted in alarm.
Several Grand Masters sent their divine souls soaring into the sky, scouting in other directions and sensing the disturbance outside the city.
Beyond the Great Yue City lay a vast plain, a hundred li of open land with nothing to hide the demons. But now, at the edge of the horizon, a black tide-like line was rolling in.
"These demons are up to something; quickly, contact the City Lord's Mansion!"
"Damn it, the protective formation around the city has been broken. How are we supposed to defend now?"
"What's there to fear? These demons have picked the wrong time to attack. With so many Grand Masters gathered here, they've kicked an iron plate this time!"
"Everyone, demons are approaching, and as martial artists, it's our duty to slay demons and eliminate evil. Who's willing to join me in battle?"
There were numerous Grand Masters present, and although not all the Grand Masters in the world were in attendance, at least over eighty percent of them had shown up. Thus, they did not feel intimidated.
Boom!
As they finished speaking, the last cannon tower on the east wall also crumbled, and a figure in a gray robe flew out, glancing briefly at the Long River side.
Just this glance was enough to freeze both Wen Tian'en and the Tianji Mountain man in their tracks.
That glance, from over ten li away, sent chills down their spines, and they felt the terrifying shadow of death.
The next moment, from the distant city, a chorus of miserable screams rang out. The robust figure from earlier revealed its true form within the city, transforming into a gigantic ox demon.
It casually rammed its body into buildings, demolishing them with ease. It opened its mouth, and a demonic wind swept through, sucking in all the fleeing commoners on the ground. It swallowed dozens of people in one bite, chewing them as if they were ripe fruit, and blood sprayed from its mouth like juice.
"Refreshing!"
The ox demon roared with laughter and chased after its next prey.
Enraged by this sight, the Grand Masters present, including Lin Qingfeng, who had previously lost to Li Hao, swallowed a pill. The wounds on his arm healed at a startling rate, visible to the naked eye.
He stepped forward, his power at the peak of the Grand Master realm giving him the courage to face the Three Immortals realm ox demon. He intended to stop it.
With the combined might of so many Grand Masters, they might have a chance to halt its rampage.
But just as he took his first step, a black shadow was flung from the distant horizon, landing on the debate stage with tremendous force, smashing a deep pit into the stone slabs.
Within the pit lay a figure in broken battle armor, eyes vacant and skull fractured—it was the City Lord of Great Yue City!
Boom! The ground trembled.
Two figures descended from the sky, landing before the crowd and creating deep pits with their impact.
As the dust and mist rose, one of them waved a hand, dispersing the haze and revealing a robust figure.
He had a handsome face, but his cheeks were covered in thick hair, and his eyes, a purple hue, shone with an eerie light. He surveyed the crowd indifferently, his gaze lingering briefly on Li Hao's Heavenly Law image.
"What a delicious scent..."
His robe revealed its original color—a purple-golden garment that exuded an air of nobility.
Behind him stood the gray-robed elder, a smile playing on his lips as he seemed to look at the crowd, yet his eyes seemed to see right through them.
"Two great demons!"
Everyone's hearts trembled as they sensed the potent auras, feeling a sense of unease in their very souls.
While the Grand Masters present were all formidable in their own right, they felt somewhat inadequate in the face of these Three Immortals realm demons.
Fortunately, their numbers were substantial, and with Wen Tian'en and the Tianji Mountain man present, they weren't at a complete disadvantage.
"Finally, I can release my true power; these past few days have been suffocating."
The purple-golden robed youth with a beard stretched his arms and twisted his neck, a playful look on his face as he strolled towards the crowd.
The disciples and relatives of the Grand Masters couldn't help but retreat, their faces turning pale.
They weren't Heavenly Man Grand Masters, and in the face of these demons' overwhelming auras, they trembled in fear, as if plunged into an icy abyss.
At this moment, the two hundred or so Grand Masters present felt their collective might suppressed by these two demons, an unprecedented sense of trepidation settling upon them.
However, the finger that had been pressing down on Qin Wuque's body suddenly retracted, and the chess piece in his hand radiated a brilliant light as it was flung towards the purple-robed youth, tearing through the overwhelming demonic might with a burst of heavenly light.
Chapter 143: Battle at the Peak (6k Double Chapter)
The youth in the purple robe raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement playing at the corners of his mouth. He lifted his hand to catch the piece.
Boom!
He clenched his fist around the chess piece that had once suppressed countless martial peak masters.
The dazzling, majestic light was extinguished in his grasp like a snuffed candle, causing the onlookers to turn pale. But just then, a burst of crackling sounded from the purple-robed youth's palm, like a thunderclap. Wisps of ashen smoke, resembling stone dust, seeped out from between his fingers.
The playful smile on the purple-robed youth's face froze, and he loosened his fingers to reveal a palm shredded by countless sharp blades.
He was injured!
The martial masters present were stunned. They had all clashed with Li Hao's chess piece and knew how terrifying the martial arts insight it contained was. When they saw it being casually crushed by this great demon, their hearts had leaped into their throats. Yet, even this immortal demon of the Three Unyielding Realm had been injured?
Seeing the young master injured, the gray-robed elder standing behind the purple-robed youth's face turned cold. He slowly stepped forward.
The world seemed to darken as if shrouded by a menacing cloud.
Everyone present felt their hearts skip a beat, a sense of suffocation washing over them.
But the purple-robed youth raised his hand to stop the elder. He gently rubbed his fingers together, brushing away the remaining crumbs, as the wound in his palm healed at a visible rate.
He lifted his head to look at the calm youth seated at the table, his eyes like purple stars in the night, a smile playing on his lips:
"Interesting."
"You are the Little Demon King of Wan Mountain!"
At that moment, a shocked voice rang out. It was the Tianji Mountain man.
He had finally recognized the two great demons and was stunned by their origins. They were the son of the Demon King of Wan Mountain outside Tianmen Pass!
The Little Demon King was said to have exceptional talent and had received his father's full support in his cultivation. After hundreds of years of practice, he had already reached the peak of the Three Unyielding Realm!
Furthermore, he had a record of devouring several immortal generals on the border. Dozens of years ago, he had wreaked havoc in the border areas of Liangzhou, attacking multiple border towns. He was a terrifying and unruly demon!
"The Little Demon King of Wan Mountain?!"
Hearing the Tianji Mountain man's exclamation, the dozen or so martial masters from Liangzhou present turned ashen, their eyes filled with shock and dread.
They had heard of this Little Demon King's rampant and high-profile actions on the border and were aware of his realm.
If he was only at the Undying Realm, they might have been able to join forces and defeat him.
But at the Unyielding Realm, the gap was too vast. Even a tactic of overwhelming numbers would be ineffective due to his Unyielding vitality.
"How did this demon get here? Damn, do they have their eyes on us?"
"I've heard he has a penchant for slaughter and an enormous appetite. How could such a monster have sneaked in?!"
The martial masters' faces were pale, for even their esteemed status as martial masters meant little in the face of such a powerful demon—they were but tasty morsels to him.
Some of them were already thinking of retreat, despair evident in their eyes.
If the city's protective array had still been intact, they could have relied on its power to hold off the demon.
But with the array broken and even the city lord slain, their only hope now lay with the immortal master, Wen Tian'en, from Mount Wu Liang!
With this thought, many of the martial masters turned their gazes to Wen Tian'en and the Tianji Mountain man, seeing them as the last pillars of support for Great Peak City.
However, there were already three immortal demons present, including the bull demon in the distance.
Regardless of their individual realms, the demons had the advantage in numbers.
And outside the city, a relentless tide of demons was still pouring in, clearly intending to surround and slaughter everyone within.
"Everyone, let's fight to the death!"
Not everyone placed their hopes in others. Some of the martial masters, after the initial shock and despair, now wore determined expressions, ready to fight to the bitter end.
"Running away will only lead to death. Let's strike while the demon tide hasn't completely surrounded us and forge a path of blood!"
"As long as someone escapes and requests reinforcements from the nearby garrisons, we still have a chance to avoid total annihilation!"
"Yes, cowering in fear will only hasten our demise!"
As some took the lead, more martial masters shook off their fear and despair, steeling their hearts. They might be facing an arduous and brutal battle, but what other choice did they have?
To flee?
If they scattered like frightened birds and beasts, they would only be easy pickings for these powerful demons.
They were martial masters, not pigs or dogs, not ants to be scared into a frantic escape.
The long river's waves crashed and surged against the banks outside the discussion platform, as if roaring in anger.
The martial masters, at this critical juncture, stepped forward, their eyes resolute.
Zhou Haitang raised his hand to shield his daughter and two disciples behind him. He took a deep breath, for while he had attained the Treasure Appearance Realm in the Martial Master realm, he was far from a grand master, and ordinarily, he would have fled at the sight of an immortal demon.
But how could he escape now?
Behind him were his daughter and disciples.
He would use his flesh and blood and his lifelong cultivation of martial arts to fight for their slim chance of survival!
"Brother Bai, it seems our spar will have to wait until next time."
Zhou Haitang noticed another familiar figure stepping forward—Bai Chunhai.
The two longtime rivals shared a glance, their eyes conveying their unspoken understanding, determination, and a hint of relief.
"We don't have to wait until next time. Let's see who inflicts the most damage on it this time around."
Bai Chunhai smiled, his stooped back straightening with a series of cracks, as he displayed the bearing of a generation's martial master!
"Good!"
Zhou Haitang's eyes blazed with light and battle intent.
Among the other martial masters, many shared Zhou Haitang's mindset. They had never expected to encounter such dire straits at this gathering.
They had brought their beloved disciples or family members, and while a few were alone, they now had no route of escape.
In the crowd, Li Wushuang's face was pale. She hadn't brought a distress signal, as it was stored in her carriage, too far away to retrieve now.
Beside her, two fifteen-realm servants shielded her, their eyes reflecting shock and anger, but more so, a resolute killing intent.
Having served in the military, they had encountered many powerful demons and had steeled their hearts. Even if it meant death, they would protect Li Wushuang.
"Uncle Jiao, why don't you play with them first?"
The Little Demon King of Wan Mountain observed the martial masters' battle intent with a smile, seemingly unfazed. His gaze rested on Li Hao, and he said with interest:
"Mere martial masters dare to injure me? I'm quite curious about this."
The gray-robed elder glanced at the human youth, who was only at the Heavenly Man Realm and thus, nothing more than a plaything to the young master. He respectfully acknowledged the order and soon, a terrifying demonic aura began to rise from his body.
Seeing this, the many martial masters who had just ignited their battle intent had gloomy expressions again. But soon, a stronger and more desolate battle intent burned in their eyes.
"Take the Buddhist away."
On the discussion platform, Wen Tian'en's expression turned ugly as he quickly transmitted his voice to the three Venerables beside him.
He glanced at Qin Wuque, who was dazed on the ground, and sighed inwardly. He feared that after this battle, the young Buddhist would be left with an indelible psychological trauma.
After giving his instructions, he leaped into the air and flew towards the front of the many martial masters. Golden Buddhist light radiated from his body as he intended to lead the group and attract the attention of the two great demon kings.
"Don't block the Young Master's view."
The gray-robed elder said indifferently and then raised his hand to pat. The demonic aura in his palm transformed into a dragon claw and swept towards them through the air.
Wen Tian'en's expression changed, and he threw out the Buddhist beads in his hand, forming a golden light shield. At the same time, he released his solemn treasure appearance, looking like a Buddha. He raised his hand and used one of the ultimate techniques of Mount Wu Liang, the Heaven Buddha Palm!
The Buddhist palm, shining with divine flames and divine light, descended like a scorching sun.
It seemed to suppress all the demons in the world!
However, when the Buddhist palm collided with the dragon claw, the dragon claw directly tore the palm apart and extinguished the golden divine shield outside Wen Tian'en's body.
The terrifying impact swept Wen Tian'en's body sideways, sending him flying towards the crowd.
Several martial masters took action in succession, catching him. But the terrifying force continued, knocking them back one after another, and only stopped after seven or eight people were hit.
The martial masters holding up Wen Tian'en had their blood churning, and their injuries were aggravated.
Earlier, when they went up to the platform to discuss the Dao, they had hardly held back and were already injured. None of them had expected a demon attack, and their current state was not optimal, so they couldn't recover for a while, and their eyes were filled with despair.
A great battle was about to break out. Shen Yunqing and Su Yehua, among others, had pale and solemn faces. They stood up one after another, shielding the many White Temple disciples behind them.
If they had known about this unexpected event, they wouldn't have come to the banquet.
But now, there was no "if" and no way back.
"Find a chance to escape!"
Shen Yunqing said in a low voice to the disciples.
These White Temple disciples were mostly in the Divine Travel Realm, and at this moment, they couldn't withstand this terrifying demonic might. Their faces were as pale as paper, and their bodies couldn't stop trembling.
But at this moment, Li Hao, who had been sitting quietly, stood up.
His face was solemn and cold. The bull demon in the distance was still wreaking havoc without restraint, and he couldn't delay any longer. He had to end the battle quickly.
He raised his hand, forming a sword-holding gesture.
A sharp dragon roar suddenly rang out, reverberating throughout the hall.
A dragon roar erupted from Ren Qianqian's embrace and burst out with a momentum that reached the heavens. The Dragon Rising God Slayer Sword, ranked first among the top ten famous swords in the world, shone with brilliant divine light at this moment. With soaring sword energy and killing intent, it resembled a wild ancient dragon awakening and soaring into the sky. It then rapidly descended, whistling as it fell into the boy's palm.
The sword was now in his hand.
For a moment, the rolling waves in the Dragon Lake seemed to pause.
The Wan Mountain Little Demon King, who had a playful smile on his face earlier, now had a solemn expression. His eyes turned grave, revealing a hint of surprise.
The gray-robed elder, who had struck out with a palm and sent Wen Tian'en flying, also looked at the youth in surprise.
However, Li Hao didn't hesitate and stepped forward. The 98 great veins in his body suddenly surged and activated, and he quickly circulated his energy cultivation technique seven times in his body, triggering the special effect of the Seven Star Lamp Lighting.
At the same time, the power of the Yin-Yang Dual Veins coursed through his entire body.
As he took this step, the entire ground around the discussion platform seemed to tremble under the weight of thousands of pounds!
Sword light burst out, seemingly slicing a gully in the ground, and the soaring sword energy transformed into a dragon roar, slashing fiercely towards the Wan Mountain Little Demon King.
The gray-robed elder's expression changed abruptly. He had originally thought that this human in the Heavenly Man Realm was nothing more than a tasty snack, but now he felt a sense of threat from the sword energy.
"Hahaha..."
The Wan Mountain Little Demon King burst into loud laughter and then roared as he threw a punch. His robe tore apart, revealing thick, swollen hair, and purple demonic energy covered his fist.
A sound like the splitting of heaven and earth rang out, and the dragon-roaring sword energy dissipated. The Wan Mountain Little Demon King's body also showed signs of demonization, transforming from a handsome youth into a robust beast that was four to five meters tall.
A deep crack appeared between the fingers of his massive fist, deep enough to see the bone, and blood flowed.
"Young Master!"
The gray-robed elder's expression changed, and his robe suddenly tore, emitting a dragon roar. His body coiled and revealed his true form, merging with the hundred-zhang-tall demonic aura behind him, as he glared at Li Hao angrily.
"Don't worry about it, I'll do it myself!"
A chilling voice, filled with intense heat, rang out. The Wan Mountain Little Demon King's face was filled with murderous intent and ferocity, and his eyes shone with greed and bloodlust as he stared at Li Hao. "Such a delicious flavor, I will definitely savor you slowly!"
In response, Li Hao slashed out with his second sword.
As the sword was unsheathed, the ground seemed to extend with countless flowers.
Space between the two instantly flattened, and the instant the sword energy burst out, it had already reached the Wan Mountain Little Demon King.
The Little Demon King's pupils constricted, but he reacted swiftly, letting out a lion-like roar that shook the sword energy. Then, he slapped out with both hands, sending a black palm print, filled with churning black energy, to counteract the sword energy.
The two fought extremely quickly, their moves shocking and awe-inspiring. The other martial masters and Wen Tian'en were all stunned, their eyes wide as they watched the young man.
They had witnessed the youth's extreme martial arts earlier and knew that he was invincible among martial masters. But they never expected his true strength to be enough to fight a top-notch demon king at the peak of the Three Unyielding Realm!
Not only them but even those who knew Li Hao, like Shen Yunqing and Su Yehua, were also dumbfounded and found it unbelievable.
"You all go first."
Li Hao said in a low voice and then rushed straight towards the Wan Mountain Little Demon King.
With just two swords, Li Hao felt that this Little Demon King was much stronger than the Chi Hu King he had slain earlier, and his flesh was also tougher! Even the Dragon Rising Sword couldn't inflict heavy damage, and if it were the Pig Tooth Sword, it would probably only barely break through his defense.
Both were in the Undying Realm, but the gap was quite significant.
"Interesting, interesting. You must be the top genius of your human race, right? Are you royalty, or are you that True Man's disciple?"
A ferocious and excited light shone in the eyes of the Wan Mountain Little Demon King, and his bloodlust was stimulated. He wondered what it would taste like to devour a royal family member, something he had never tried before.
The true dragon soul sealed within the Dragon Rising God Slayer Sword was also stirred, its mighty presence unleashed.
Even though a Grand Master couldn't unleash the full potential of this sword, the sheer pressure of the true dragon's might was enough to intimidate countless Grand Masters.
"Lion Heart Fist: Rending the Skies!"
The Wan Mountain Little Demon King roared, his fist shadow roaring forth to shatter the countless starlight shadows.
But that sword light was like a meteor, carrying the power of Mount Wan as it slashed downward.
The fist that had just healed halfway was now slashed open once more, the wound extending from the previous injury almost to his wrist.
The pain caused the Little Demon King's eyes to narrow with shock and anger. If he had been careless before, then this attack was driven by killing intent, and yet it still failed to kill this little Grand Master.
Li Hao showed no signs of stopping as his body surged with power, and he delivered the third strike of his sword.
The sword's intent transformed once more, like a drop of water, containing an irresistible force.
This sword strike went straight for the demon's chest, and the sudden sense of crisis caused the Little Demon King's hair to stand on end. His pupils contracted as he roared in rage, his body rapidly transforming as he grew to a towering height, his demonic aura intensifying tenfold, turning him into a standing giant lion.
His body was enveloped in a demonic aura, and dense hair flew out, forming an iron-like demonic armor that guarded against the Dragon Rising Sword.
A crisp ringing sound echoed as fiery sparks flew, the iron armor pierced, but the brief moment of resistance gave the Little Demon King a chance to lift his cottage-like giant claws and smash them down towards Li Hao's head.
Li Hao countered with a punch, the power of the Half-step Invincible Fist erupting. The two figures were disproportionate, but the mighty force of the punch caused the Little Demon King's body to stagger back several steps.
Li Hao landed on the ground, his feet digging deep pits. His face was cold as he realized that this Little Demon King's tough skin far exceeded his imagination, far surpassing that of the Chi Hu King.
Not far away, his Heavenly Law Embodiment turned and stepped towards Li Hao, merging into his body. With this fusion, the power within him surged to even greater heights.
Sensing the formidable presence emanating from Li Hao, the Little Demon King's expression turned solemn, his eyes burning with anger. At this moment, he had no desire to play or joke; he wanted to tear Li Hao into pieces.
This mere human, whose realm was lower than his, had forced him to reveal his true form.
As the future Demon King, he felt a deep sense of humiliation.
While Li Hao was locked in battle with the Little Demon King, the gray-robed elder, who had transformed into a giant dragon, charged towards Tianji Mountain and the group of Grand Masters. He plunged into the crowd, his massive dragon body like a tiger among wolves.
The Grand Masters bravely stood their ground, but they were no match for the dragon, crumbling with just one clash! The numerous blades, soul attacks, and suppression of their control over objects had no effect on the dragon's body and failed to inflict any damage.
Upon reaching the Unbreakable Realm of the Three Unyielding Realm, one's physical body becomes as sturdy as divine armor, able to emerge unscathed from the midst of a million soldiers.
Although Grand Masters are renowned as those who can face ten thousand enemies, their ability to capture the enemy's vital spots in the midst of a million soldiers relies on their own martial arts and energy perception, which simply means dodging.
However, the Unbreakable Realm allows one to directly face and withstand attacks, emerging unscathed from a rain of arrows and bows.
The Grand Masters had thought that with their combined efforts, they could at least injure these great demons. However, the demons' physical bodies were far more formidable than they had anticipated.
Tianji Mountain's master, who was also in the Unbreakable Realm, attacked but was slapped away by the dragon demon, blood spraying from his mouth.
"Die, all of you!"
The dragon demon roared, venting its anger on the Grand Masters, fueled by the injury to its young master.
However, at that moment, two figures burst into the hall from outside, one of them being Li He, who had been secretly protecting Li Hao.
Together with another companion, they held off the dragon demon, shouting for the Grand Masters to retreat and defend the city walls.
The endless tide of demons outside the city was fast approaching.
Without the protective array, the city would fall instantly and be engulfed by the demon tide, and the millions of citizens within would become food for the demons, with no chance of escape.
In the crowd, Li Wushuang spotted Li He and breathed a sigh of relief. Her eyes briefly scanned the distant figure of the young man before turning away, knowing that she had no time to dwell on her thoughts. Accompanied by her two sword attendants, she rushed out from the other side.
She knew that her presence here was useless, and her only option was to release the distress signal and seek help from her father.
Apart from Li He, the other Three Unyielding Realm expert was an elder from the He Lian family, who was also secretly protecting a genius young master from their clan. This young master had only reached the fifteenth realm, and he had come here to broaden his horizons and strive to break through to the Heavenly Man Realm.
At this moment, the two of them worked together to barely hold off the dragon demon, giving the Grand Masters a chance to escape.
Seeing a glimmer of hope, the Grand Masters set aside their determination to fight to the death and, with despair in their eyes, quickly left with their disciples and loved ones.
This battle was not one they could partake in. If it had been ordinary Three Unyielding Realm demons, they might have been able to help by joining forces. However, the gap between them and these two powerful demons was too vast, rendering the Grand Masters useless. The only exception was the young man facing the Little Demon King.
Many of them glanced at the young man's back as they left, their hearts still shaken by what they had witnessed.
In the distance, the bull demon also seemed to be engaged with another hidden Three Unyielding Realm expert, locked in a fierce battle.
In the blink of an eye, the battlefield had been divided into three sections.
Li Hao breathed a sigh of relief, intending to deal with the bull demon first. Given the Little Demon King's temperament, he would focus solely on Li Hao and wouldn't randomly harm others.
"Hmph!"
The Little Demon King sneered at the appearance of the Three Unyielding Realm experts, but he didn't seem concerned.
His demonic energy surged as he strode towards Li Hao.
Li Hao didn't hesitate, his thoughts racing as he integrated some of the insights he had just gained into his sword technique.
His figure flickered as he swiftly slashed towards the Little Demon King, infusing his sword with the might of the Invincible Fist and the power of the Yin-Yang Dual Veins.
"Great Annihilation Fist!"
The Little Demon King's eyes shone with a captivating light as he unleashed a mighty punch, the force of which caused Li He, who was battling the dragon demon nearby, to pale. He wanted to rush to Li Hao's aid.
But in the next moment, Li Hao's sword slashed out, and it seemed as if a giant fist accompanied the strike, tearing apart the lion's fist that was enveloped in churning demonic energy. The sword pierced straight through the massive fist, cutting a four- to five-meter-deep gash. Li Hao quickly withdrew his sword to avoid getting stuck, surprised by the toughness of the Little Demon King's body.
Half of the Little Demon King's forearm had been sliced open, and the nearly hundred-meter-tall figure couldn't help but let out a pained grunt.
Li Hao didn't give him a chance to recover, slashing out with his sword once more, this time aiming for his throat.
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