Chapter 306: Crushing Superiority
Chapter 306: Crushing Superiority
Qingling Yaohuang, the Demon Emperor, gripped the spearhead and slowly pressed it down.
This was Youwei Old Flood Dragon's treasure, nurtured with the Heavenly Spirit Root and empowered by the cleansing water flow, infusing it with divine thunder force.
Its palms were blasted to pieces, and the remaining finger bones were scorched black.
But in the end, it was a Demon Emperor comparable to a mid-stage Creation God cultivator.
"Roar!"
With a violent roar, the Youwei spear was finally pressed down, saving most of its head.
Jinshen, having lost both arms, leaped and stomped heavily on the demon emperor's body from above.
The huge palm fell with a boom, causing Qingling Yaohuang's entire body to hunch over. It slowly raised its head, its eyes coldly fixed on the Jinshen above it. "You're asking for death..."
Before the words could finish, Tang Yuan had already started performing hand seals again.
As the disciple of Qingfeng Zhenren, he had learned the rare and precious methods of Wutong Mountain.
He was truly a proud son of heaven.
Scorching flames condensed into chains that descended from the sky, quickly binding Qingling Yaohuang's limbs.
"Want to tear me apart? Today, Tang will tear you, this evil beast, to shreds!"
With a furious roar, the four chains tightened instantly, stretching the Demon Emperor into the shape of the character for "big" or "great".
Tang Yuan waved his hand, and a sword appeared in his palm, its blade shimmering with spiritual light.
He gripped the hilt and stabbed viciously at the Demon Emperor's face.
Just as the blade was about to touch the ghostly mask...
Qingling Yaohuang's face suddenly flushed red, and even the corners of its eyes bled.
The messy feathered robe suddenly bloomed with azure light, transforming instantly into a pristine state. Each feather was as sharp as a blade, and they all shot out explosively!
First, they shattered the weapon in Tang Yuan's hand, and then the dense feathers pierced through his body.
Pu! Pu! Pu!
Countless holes appeared in Tang Yuan's body, and the hot waves of air evaporated his blood, turning it into wisps of white mist.
He stumbled and knelt on the ground.
Six red lights emerged from the wounds, turning back into lotus seed-like shapes before falling to the ground and dimming.
Jinshen's fate wasn't much better.
It, too, was pierced by the feathers.
The shattered Jinshen fragments peeled off one by one, turning into invisible incense aspiration that dissipated.
Half of its body caved in, and it could barely maintain its standing posture.
When the gap in realms reached such a terrifying extent, it became extremely difficult to make up for it with treasures.
Between heaven and earth, only two figures remained unchanged.
Shen Yi held the long spear, and black scales on his right arm glowed, blocking all the feathers.
The reason he could ignore this terrifying attack was simple.
Crushing superiority.
However, it wasn't Shen Yi himself who was crushing Qingling Yaohuang, but the spear in his hand.
It was a living being, a part of the Youwei Demon Emperor.
And at this moment, Shen Yi had become a part of that tailbone.
As time passed, Qingling Yaohuang realized with horror that it couldn't budge the spear at all, even when it exhausted its origin blood and exerted all its strength!
It turned in fear to look behind it.
The lower jaw of the youthful and handsome face was now completely covered in black scales, and the eyes, shrouded in red mist, looked extremely ferocious.
It felt as if it were not facing a Mixed Element Grandmaster, but rather fighting the Sixteen Patriarchs.
"Fellow Daoist Shen...?"
Tang Yuan looked up in shock, also sensing the boundless demonic power.
He wondered if the person before him could still be considered a cultivator.
Shen Yi moved again, abruptly withdrawing the spear and sweeping it horizontally with tremendous force. The spear, like a flood dragon, smashed half of Qingling Yaohuang's body with a loud crack.
"Pu!"
Qingling Yaohuang was sent flying like a plucked chicken.
Beautiful bloodstained feathers scattered in the sky.
Before it could land, it saw the young man leaping down from the air, the sharp spear tip piercing its left shoulder.
"Ahhh!!"
Qingling Yaohuang let out a miserable scream. Without hesitation, it reached out and tore off its entire shoulder along with its left arm!
Then its right arm transformed into a sleek wing, and it fled into the air.
Couldn't it see the group of cultivators below?
Could it be that a mere Mixed Element Grandmaster could turn the tables and control the Youwei Spear?
"Don't drag this emperor down with you if you want to die."
Qingling Yaohuang scolded furiously and then, without another glance, attempted to flee back to the Thousand Demon Cave.
With its speed, there was no way this group could keep it here.
This was also why, despite its injuries, it had remained calm and composed.
Just then, in a corner that no one had noticed, protected by several Grandmasters of the Grand Qian Sect, Xu Wanyun held A Qing in her arms as the little girl struggled to keep her eyes open, her hands trembling as she fiddled with the array plate.
Countless shadows burst forth and attached themselves to the Qingling Ghost-Faced Eagle, frenziedly devouring its spirit.
Hundred Ghosts Spirit-Fixing Grand Array!
Qingling Yaohuang's vision blurred for a moment, and when it cleared, all it saw was the gleaming spear tip and the cold face of the one holding it.
The straight spear pierced through Qingling Yaohuang's head, impaling its entire body.
The renowned demon emperor revealed its true form on the spear, its lone remaining wing drooping powerlessly, and the azure feathers losing their luster.
Shen Yi held the spear diagonally, purple flames dancing around his body, his arm covered in black scales, and the demonic aura emanating from him was no weaker than that of the Qingling Ghost-Faced Eagle.
It was as if a new ruler of the Thousand Demon Cave had emerged.
Tang Yuan struggled to his feet and stumbled behind Jinshen, whispering, "Has he turned into a demon?"
Qinghua glanced at him and then kicked him away with her damaged leg.
"Auntie..."
A Qing's voice was as thin as a thread as she pleaded, sounding like an injured kitten, "Take us home."
Xu Wanyun hugged her niece, her eyes reddening, "You... what about you?"
She looked up in horror at the figure in the sky, wondering if she could bring such a terrifying existence back to the Xu family?
Suddenly, she felt her sleeve being gently tugged by A Qing, and when she looked down, she saw her niece looking up at her pitifully, her eyes wide and hopeful, blood trickling from the corners of her lips, and her voice as weak as a mosquito's whisper, "Auntie, let's go home."
Xu Wanyun's heart skipped a beat, "Alright."
Before she could finish speaking, the figure in the sky slowly descended.
Shen Yi looked at the group.
Before the two women could react, the Grandmasters of the Grand Qian Sect already felt a sense of suffocation. It wasn't a matter of friendship or caution, and they stood there dumbfounded.
"Let me through."
Shen Yi walked through the crowd towards A Qing, his hand outstretched.
A Qing, who had just been barely conscious, quickly began searching through her clothes and soon produced a handful of dark green fruits.
She had been collecting these fruits when she was injured by the dragon's roar.
"Here, Brother Shen."
"Spit out the blood. Don't scare her if you're fine."
Shen Yi took the Su Guo fruit and glanced at the girl helplessly.
"Okay."
A Qing obediently spat out the blood from her mouth. Indeed, she had been seriously injured, but she was not at death's door.
The next moment, Xu Wanyun pinched her niece's little face, her teeth clenched in anger, "You little rascal! Auntie is tricking you too!"
While venting her anger, she also realized what Shen Yi had said.
Under the influence of the evil spear, Shen Yi seemed to have retained his sanity and was not controlled by any demonic force.
That was truly terrifying.
For a cultivator, any power they could control became a part of their strength.
And now, Shen Yi had reached a level where he could slay a demon emperor like Qingling Yaohuang.
(End of Chapter)
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