Chapter 120: Demon!

Yang Tian soothed it again and again, and the Ancestral Dragon Ring gradually ceased its tremors. It emitted a thought, and Yang Tian sensed that the Ancestral Dragon Ring bore intense hatred for the creature before him, as if it wanted to slay it.

“What the hell is this thing? Why does it trigger the Ancestral Dragon Ring’s mutation?” Rubbing his nose, Yang Tian’s eyes flickered. The creature before him was utterly evil, its aura terrifying.

“This is the aura of demons… Aren’t they all extinct? … How is this possible…” On the bridge, Shan Qu stared at the demonic shadow, a trace of horror surging in his eyes. His body even trembled involuntarily!

“Shan Qu, what’s wrong?” Seeing this, Xing Hao was greatly alarmed. It was rare to see Shan Qu like this. The three of them hurried to a corner and asked.

“We can’t charge in here. Let’s get out. We might lose our lives…” Staring at the unknown creature, Shan Qu shook his head. He seemed terrified of the demon and unwilling to say more. This was a taboo topic, long forgotten by many.

“We have to brave the mountain of knives and sea of fire. Yang Tian is probably inside. We can’t back down…” After discussing for a while, they decided to charge in.

“Damn it, if this thing hasn’t died out, the whole continent will be in chaos.” Wiping the sweat from his face, Shan Qu clenched his fist and took his great bow in hand, ready for any sudden changes.

In the distance, Yang Tian’s gaze was fixed on the unknown creature. The Ancestral Dragon Ring hated the demonic shadow intensely, constantly conveying a will to Yang Tian.

“Damn, you’re moving too…” After calming the demonic shadow, Yang Tian’s Fire Seed began to tremble, but its power was very weak, with the purple lightning above it constantly causing trouble.

“This thing is no simple matter. It’s similar to the will conveyed by the Ancestral Dragon Ring…” Yang Tian scratched his head, puzzled. He had too many secrets, but he didn’t know them.

“Roar, roar…” The demonic shadow watched for a long time, causing everyone to dare not move. Finally, it could not hold back. Its hundred-zhang-tall body rolled, stirring up a cloud of black mist as it pounced toward the crowd.

“Attack together! Kill it!” Among the group of terrifyingly powerful youths ahead, someone shouted. The demonic shadow was too fearsome; they had to join forces to slay it.

Boom! Everyone struck at once. Ancient bells, small pagodas, golden swords, zithers—all shimmered with divine radiance. The void clanged and boomed as a sky-covering onslaught hurtled toward the demonic shadow.

Clang, clang! The demonic shadow cackled. From within the black mist, dozens of tentacles suddenly emerged, directly grabbing the attacking artifacts. Many artifacts without divine radiance were crushed outright.

Boom! Dozens of large hands grabbed through the air. The pitch-black mist directly leaped through the void, crushing several weaker individuals to death.

“Damn, so powerful…” A flicker of fear passed through Qing Yuan’s eyes. Without hesitation, he summoned a replica of the Thunder God’s Hammer. Divine light swirled, filled with the aura of thunder, unleashing a matching might as he attacked.

Thunder shook the world. The demonic shadow seemed to fear the power of yang, its steps actually forced back a few paces.

Xing Hao directly summoned the Purple Gold Gourd. He uncorked it, and layers of sky-covering flames roared out, falling directly onto the demonic shadow with astonishing force.

Many direct disciples of ancient aristocratic families no longer held back. They all summoned their Dao artifacts, piercing the void, to slay the demonic shadow.

From the Myriad Sword Sacred Land, a youth in white like snow summoned a large golden sword. A shocking sword intent spread as he fully executed his offensive techniques. Dragon-like sword beams pierced through the void, directly cutting a gash in the demonic shadow.

From the Heavenly Sound Sacred Land, a maiden untouched by worldly dust, graceful and alluring, her breath like orchid. An ancient zither spun in the void, its sound waves resounding. She manifested little phoenixes, which flapped their wings, filling the sky with flames, their might terrifying as they dove toward the demonic shadow.

Boom! The dazzling assault forced the demonic shadow back. The black mist around it dissipated somewhat, revealing a hideous skin, utterly horrifying.

“Roar, roar…” The demonic shadow suddenly roared. The sea of blood below surged, washing over its body, and the wounds on it began to heal.

“What kind of monster is this?” Seeing this, Yang Tian frowned. Such attrition would never get them across. Several who had tried to charge across the bridge earlier were shaken to death by the demonic shadow.

“Look, the unknown creature is healing!” Many were shocked and couldn’t help shouting. It was like an unkillable cockroach, and its attack power was terrifying; it had already crushed several disciples from major families.

“Hehe…” The demonic shadow cackled. Dozens of tentacles struck out. An immensely evil mist surged in all directions. Blood-red skulls floated in the void, greatly reducing many people’s combat power.

“Damn it…” Qing Yuan’s face turned ugly. His large hammer spun in the void, thunder force cutting through. Ten thousand arcs of lightning leaped together, directly severing one of the demonic shadow’s tentacles.

“Pfft, pfft…” Black blood spurted. The demonic shadow roared in fury, and several tentacles grabbed toward Qing Yuan’s head.

“Get lost!” Shan Qu shouted angrily. He drew his purple great bow. The bowstring vibrated, a dragon’s roar resounded, and a dazzling arrow beam shot forth, blocking the lethal strike.

“It seems this monster is very afraid of thunder…” In the distance, when Yang Tian saw Qing Yuan sever a tentacle, his eyes lit up. He stared at the unknown path ahead on the bridge, a trace of decisiveness flashing in his eyes.

“Slap, slap…” Without hesitation, Yang Tian dashed onto the bridge.

“Is this guy crazy?” When they saw a figure dashing forward, many were dumbfounded. A battle was raging ahead, and he was running to his death?

“I think he’s scared out of his mind.”

The crowd behind murmured, staring at the black-clad youth. But when they saw him sprinting at extreme speed, many fell silent. The bridge was filled with evil energy, keeping many from approaching, lest they lose their minds.

“Who is this kid?” Many were puzzled. Even if he was strong, why bother with the trouble?

Yang Tian walked on the bridge. The blood and qi in his body surged, a faint red mist filling the void. His blood and qi were fiercely unyielding, and dealing with evil energy was his forte. It couldn’t even get close before being directly dissolved.

As Yang Tian approached, the Ancestral Dragon Ring inside him trembled again. He quickly sent it a thought: if the demonic shadow were shaken to death, no one would block the others, and his plan to quietly reap rewards would be ruined.

After calming the Ancestral Dragon Ring, Yang Tian reached the end of the bridge. He directly patted Qing Yuan and the other two on the shoulder, signaling them to fall back.

“Yang Tian, it really is you.” Qing Yuan’s suspicious gaze swept over the ordinary-looking youth, then flickered as he suddenly whispered.

“Don’t talk yet. Let’s charge in. I have a way across the bridge.” Waving his hand, Yang Tian smiled. An extremely bold idea flashed through his mind.

“Will this work?” Hearing this, they frowned. The demonic shadow was too powerful; if they angered it, things would get difficult.

“It’ll work. Follow me.” Nodding, Yang Tian’s gaze swept ahead. He stomped his foot and suddenly dashed forward, with the three behind following suit.

“I think you’re asking for death!” Seeing Qing Yuan and his group dash forward, people nearby clamored, contempt spilling from their eyes.

“Xing Hao, I’ll kill you sooner or later!” When he saw one of them, Huang Li clenched his fist, a trace of venom flashing in his eyes. He would never forget how the Martial Dao Mountain had coughed blood from their beating.

“Look, those people are trying to get in.” Many noticed them and exclaimed, marveling at their audacity.

“It’s the guy who just walked over. Look, he’s leading. Is he asking for death?” Many clamored, their faces showing a look of anticipation for a good show.

“Roar…” The demonic shadow sensed their movements and roared. Several tentacles shot out at extreme speed, appearing before Yang Tian and the others, grabbing fiercely.

“Qing Yuan, use thunder attacks!” Seeing this, Yang Tian’s pupils suddenly contracted, and he shouted.

“Alright!” Nodding, Qing Yuan frantically infused his blood and qi into the Thunder God’s Hammer. The latent power was unleashed, divine patterns entwining the void as ten thousand bolts of lightning leaped out.

Swish, swish! Like a net of lightning, destructive force burst forth, directly shattering several tentacles in the void.

“Roar…” The demonic shadow roared. A vast killing intent suddenly surged, stirring the sea of blood into rolling waves.

At that moment, the sea of blood below suddenly churned, raising waves hundreds of zhang high. An immensely evil aura climbed skyward.

A demonic shadow dozens of zhang tall suddenly emerged from within. It roared and shot directly toward Yang Tian’s position.

“Die, all of you die!” Li Hongtao’s face was twisted with malice, immense venom blooming across his face. He hated Yang Tian’s group to the bone.

“Get lost!” Suddenly, Yang Tian halted. On his finger appeared a bolt of purple lightning, extremely thin, but its power was astonishing.

“Crackle…” When the small demonic shadow saw the purple lightning, its body involuntarily trembled. At the same time, the purple lightning shot at extreme speed onto the demonic shadow’s body.

“Roar, roar…” With a most miserable howl, the black mist around the demonic shadow began to fade. As time passed, a pitch-black monster was exposed to everyone’s eyes.

“This thing really works. If it grows up, it’ll be something…” Looking at the black monster on the ground, Yang Tian clicked his tongue, withdrew the purple lightning, and the group’s figures disappeared from everyone’s sight.

“They got in!” Shock appeared on many faces. Whether inside were monsters or treasures, they didn’t know, but they knew Qing Yuan’s group had a way to deal with the monster.

The youth in white from the Myriad Sword Sacred Land stared at the black body. Fine cracks were spreading, and the monster’s life force was fading.

“Who is that person?” Li Hongtao clenched his fist, full of unwillingness. Suddenly, a figure flashed through his mind: Could he be Yang Tian?