nyslfriends Chapter 1133 Defeat
Chapter 1133 Defeat
The Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint ultimately chose to endure the humiliation and ordered a withdrawal.
He dared not take the risk. Although low-level cultivators were nothing but ants in front of high-level cultivators, a gathering of tens of thousands of ants, along with dozens of Void Refinement cultivators, was something even a demon saint could not ignore.
Moreover, Bei Ming's displayed strength was too astonishing, no different from that of a Nascent Soul cultivator.
Tianzhu Demon Saint also had some doubts. If Beiming could really fight the Demon Saint head-on, the three of them might really be in danger this time.
Bloodtooth Demon Saint also strongly agreed with Cold Shadow Demon Saint's words, not wanting to sit idly by and watch his demon kings be slaughtered by Beiming, and Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint could not act unilaterally.
But once the order to withdraw was given, it turned into a major rout.
The demon kings fled in a panic, followed by the demon generals and demon commanders, and finally the low-level demon beasts that had not yet taken human form.
From the sky to the ground, demonic birds and beasts fled in panic, pursued relentlessly by the army of cultivators, leaving behind a trail of corpses.
Blood stained the desolate land of the dark place crimson, nourishing the parched soil. The sparse, eerie plants grew wildly, blooming amidst death.
Normally, when the demon army retreats, the demon saints and demon kings cover the rear, making the retreat orderly and preventing such a tragic scene from occurring.
However, the three demon saints are currently tied up by Elder Yuan, Wei Wushang, and the silver-armored giant, and have no time to spare. They can only watch helplessly as the demon army is slaughtered.
The silver-armored giant was covered in wounds and seemed about to fall apart at any moment, but it still stubbornly stood in front of the Cold Shadow Demon Saint. The Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint and the Blood Tooth Demon Saint were even more helpless against Elder Yuan and Wei Wushang.
They can retreat on their own, but if they want to cover the main army, they will be blocked by Elder Yuan, Wei Wushang, and the silver-armored giant.
The Demon King dared not linger, and Chen Yuan pursued him relentlessly from behind, like a deadly Yama, who would kill anyone who saw him or encountered him, leaving no chance of survival.
The cultivator army naturally wouldn't miss this golden opportunity. A scene unfolded where a Core Formation cultivator chased down several Level 5 demonic beasts, and several Foundation Establishment cultivators working together could keep up with dozens of demonic beasts of the same level, slaughtering them at will. Not a single demonic beast dared to stop and fight desperately.
The demon race is extremely fierce when attacking, but also the most cowardly when retreating.
Although the demon race is called one race, it is actually divided into thousands of races. In the Burning Demon Realm, they even eat each other. Only under the pressure of the demon generals and commanders do they fight side by side. When they win, they are full of vigor, but when they lose, they flee for their lives, fearing that they will fall behind and cover the retreat for other races.
Humans are much better in comparison. Although cultivators are mostly selfish, they are ultimately of the same race, born into the same sect, bound by sect rules, and rarely abandon their own kind.
Those alien races that had submitted to the Spirit Realm dared not flee on their own. The Heaven-Slaying Pavilion had an ironclad rule: if human cultivators did not retreat, alien races were absolutely not allowed to retreat; otherwise, they would be severely punished, ranging from death to the implication of their entire race.
They survived the attacks of the spirit world's army, were able to enter the spirit world, and were even given cultivation resources. Of course, they were not to be worshipped, but to be used as weapons to conquer other worlds.
Swords are not sheathed until they break.
Among the fleeing demon kings, the Thunder Mountain Demon King stood out the most.
He was the slowest and didn't use his most proficient lightning escape technique, but Chen Yuan ignored him and instead pursued the other demon kings.
However, the cultivators of the Tai Xuan Sect and the Wei family, who were at the Void Refinement stage, had no obligation to the Thunder Mountain Demon King. Upon discovering this last remaining late-stage Void Refinement Demon King, they surrounded him, eager to seize the credit before anyone else.
The Thunder Mountain Demon King's expression changed. He flapped his wings, and his figure flickered amidst the thunder, disappearing into the distance.
He was not afraid of these Void Refinement cultivators, but he dared not fight them.
Chen Yuan made it very clear that if he attacked any other human cultivator, he would take their life.
In order to survive, the Thunder Mountain Demon King had already endured immense humiliation, and of course he would not fail at the last moment.
Holding the Cangming Halberd, Chen Yuan unleashed the Zhuyan True Fire from his palm. With the force of a whirlwind, he killed four demon kings at the early to mid-stages of the Void Refinement realm. The other demon kings scattered and fled, but they were quite far away, making it very difficult to catch up.
Chen Yuan finally stopped his pursuit, looked up at the three demon saints and two fusion beings still fighting fiercely in the sky, and with a flash of his figure, accompanied by the sound of thunder, he appeared in front of the silver-armored giant.
The silver-armored giant was enduring the fierce attack of the Cold Shadow Demon Saint. This woman looked exceptionally beautiful, like a fairy descended to earth, but she was ruthless when she fought, just like the icy divine power she used.
Azure dragon horns appeared on Chen Yuan's forehead. He raised his hand, formed a hand seal, and exhaled a stream of azure energy, which condensed into a shield of interwoven azure vines in front of him, blocking the long, icy whip that resembled a dragon and a snake.
The shield was covered with a thick layer of frost and shattered, but the snow whip was also stained with a layer of blue light. The ice shards grew green leaves, turned into flowers and grass, and scattered with the wind, losing their momentum.
Chen Yuan swung the Cangming Halberd and slashed upwards, but the Snow Whip nimbly dodged it and flew back into the hand of the Cold Shadow Demon Saint.
The Cold Shadow Demon Saint stared at Chen Yuan and said, word by word, "So it really was you who killed Ao Pan. Who exactly are you?"
Chen Yuan pointed his Cangming Halberd at Han Ying Demon Saint: "I am Chen Yuan, an elder of the Tai Xuan Sect in the Spirit Realm. I humbly request Han Ying Demon Saint's guidance."
"Chen Yuan..." the Cold Shadow Demon Saint murmured to himself, "You possess the blood of a true spirit, so why do you serve the human race? If you submit to the demon race, all past transgressions will be wiped clean. I will even lead you to pay homage to the Great Sage of Zhenhai, bestow treasures upon you, and help you break through to the Demon Saint realm. Even breaking through to the Great Sage realm is not out of the question."
Elder Yuan and Wei Wushang's expressions changed slightly. Chen Yuan said coldly, "I appreciate the Demon Saint's good intentions, but as a human being, how can I abandon humanity for demons? Today, there is only one battle. No need for further words, please!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure flashed, leaving a trail of lightning in his wake. With a thunderous roar, he appeared in front of the Cold Shadow Demon Saint, his Cangming Halberd covered in black blades, and slashed down.
At the same time, the Xuan Yin Armor appeared on Chen Yuan's body, and the swirling demonic energy transformed into ferocious giant pythons with fangs like daggers, biting towards the Cold Shadow Demon Saint.
The Cold Shadow Demon Saint's eyes flashed, and nine layers of solid ice appeared out of thin air in front of him. The Azure Sea Halberd cleaved through the first eight layers, but was blocked by the ninth layer. The demonic python bit into the solid ice, but it dissipated and turned into clumps of ice.
The Cold Shadow Demon Saint raised his hand, formed a hand seal, opened his mouth and spat out a wisp of icy flame, which landed on the snow whip, and then swung it heavily.
With a flash of whip, it shattered the ninth ice wall, entangled the Cangming Halberd, and extended icy flames onto the halberd's body.
Chen Yuan abruptly pulled back the Cangming Halberd, tugged at the long whip, and unleashed a devouring technique, swallowing the ice flames within. The halberd blade sliced across the long whip, severing the ice spikes.
Han Ying, the Demon Saint, had a slight change in expression. Although she appeared to be slender, she was a true Demon Saint and possessed the blood of a true dragon. Her physical body was among the best of the early-stage Fusion Demon Saints.
However, she lost to Chen Yuan, who only had the cultivation level of Refining Void, in the contest. Could this person's physical body be comparable to a mid-stage Fusion Demon Saint?
The Cold Shadow Demon Saint retracted his long whip, and Chen Yuan pressed forward. Layers of ice walls appeared, and a blizzard swept in, but Chen Yuan swung his halberd and annihilated them all.
As Chen Yuan gained a deeper understanding of the laws of space, he could wield the power of spatial destruction with ease. This kind of supernatural ability, which was difficult for cultivators of the Void Refinement stage to resist, no longer posed a threat to him.
But after the ice wall storm dissipated, the Cold Shadow Demon Saint retreated to a distance, showing no intention of fighting Chen Yuan.
The Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint and the Blood Tooth Demon Saint also suddenly exerted their power, forcing Elder Yuan and Wei Wushang to retreat and flee into the distance.
Chen Yuan's eyes sharpened, and he chased after them with a burst of light. However, he heard Elder Yuan's voice transmission in his ear: "Junior Brother Chen, wait. These three demon saints are not weak and it will not be easy to keep them. It is better not to waste your energy."
Chen Yuan slowed his escape speed, and Wei Wushang also transmitted his voice: "We have won a great victory today. After this battle, at least five or six out of ten of the 100,000 demon army have been wiped out, and dozens of demon kings have died in battle. It is no less than killing a demon saint."
Chen Yuan nodded slightly, looking down at the demon army below: "The Demon Saint has escaped, but we cannot let these demons get away with it. I will be right back." Thunder rumbled, forming a series of sounds. After Chen Yuan's figure flashed several times, he appeared above the demon army, his black hair suddenly turning snow-white.
Thunder roared through the sky, attracting the attention of countless cultivators and demons. The morale of the cultivator army soared, while the demons wailed in despair, feeling as if the end of the world had come.
Even the high and mighty demon kings are no match for this person. How could they, the demon generals and commanders, or even the low-level demon beasts that have not yet taken human form, possibly survive from his hands?
A sense of resentment towards the three demon saints rose in the hearts of the demons. Were these the "Nascent Soul cultivators" mentioned in the bounty?
No wonder the three demon saints offered such generous bounties, so generous that it drove the demon king mad.
To deal with such a vicious person, only a demon saint can intervene.
Only such a generous reward could persuade the Demon Saint to come.
Chen Yuan raised his right hand, a strange and illusory white spiritual flame rising from his palm. He tossed it forward and shouted, "Go!"
The white spiritual flame flew out, splitting into countless strands that merged into the void and disappeared without a trace, making no sound whatsoever.
The cultivators and alien races below, who were expecting Elder Chen to display his divine power, were stunned. The fleeing demon army was overjoyed and seized this precious opportunity to escape.
But the next moment, all the demonic beasts within a radius of thirty miles froze, their eyes turned blood red, their fangs bared, and their roars became shrill as they turned back to fight the surrounding demonic beasts!
In an instant, at least 30,000 demon beasts forgot that they were fleeing for their lives, forgot that their comrades who had just fought side by side were beside them. As if they had seen their most hated enemy, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and wails shook the heavens.
Even the demon generals could not remain uninvolved. Hundreds of demon generals completely lost their minds, roaring as they transformed into their original forms, becoming mindless ferocious beasts. They unleashed their innate supernatural powers, attacking all demons and cultivators they could see, without distinguishing friend from foe.
Only the Demon General was barely unaffected, but his eyes were still bloodshot as he staggered and fled into the depths of the dark place. His distorted face looked as if he had suffered the most severe punishment, as if his soul had been extracted and tormented in every way.
This kind of pain is actually no different from the pain of having one's soul extracted and one's spirit refined, and may even be worse.
A white spiritual flame suddenly appeared in the soul space, burning the demon soul, like a divine punishment descended by the demon god.
A violent killing intent rising from the depths of his heart drove the demon general into a killing spree, wanting to tear everything in front of him apart to alleviate his own pain.
They barely withstood the onslaught of the brutal killing intent, avoiding becoming mere puppets who only knew how to kill. However, their spiritual power was rapidly depleting, and their demonic souls were like candles flickering in the wind, unable to hold on for much longer.
The only saving grace was that no more white spiritual flames surged forth, completely shattering the paper-thin defenses, allowing them to stumble and continue their escape, chasing after that sliver of hope.
However, the Nascent Soul cultivators behind them were unaffected and seized the opportunity to catch up. They sneered and unleashed their spiritual treasures and divine powers, cutting off their last chance of survival.
Chen Yuan stood proudly in the sky, looking down at the chaotic battlefield below. The true essence that filled his dantian turned back into raindrops and fell to fill the empty sea of true essence.
This ball of Zhu Yan True Fire consumed half of Chen Yuan's true essence, causing the surface of the True Essence Sea to drop by more than half.
The results were astonishing: the 30,000-strong demon army fought amongst themselves, and over a thousand demon generals and commanders were caught up with.
Several demon kings were even affected by the Zhu Yan True Fire, which slowed their escape speed, allowing the Void Refinement cultivators behind them to block their path.
They were now in a frenzy and wouldn't die immediately, but under the siege of the cultivator army, their end was not far off.
However, due to the limited number of cultivators, after surrounding the 30,000 demonic beasts, the remaining 20,000 to 30,000 demonic beasts were able to escape, which can be considered a blessing in disguise.
The three demon saints who were flying away in the distance suddenly stopped and turned around. The Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint, dozens of miles away, stared intently at Chen Yuan, his anger raging, his clothes billowing and fluttering in the dissipating demonic energy.
Chen Yuan raised his head, looking at the three demon saints with an indifferent expression and a hint of mockery in his eyes.
Just now, when the two demon saints and demon kings were fighting, magical treasures flew everywhere, tearing through the leaden clouds, and dark red light shone down, mixed with a few extremely rare rays of sunlight, which were clearly visible from a hundred miles away.
"Chen Yuan...I crave to kill you!"
The Heavenly Pillar Demon Saint uttered a few words, then abruptly turned around and fled into the distance.
The Bloodtooth Demon Saint looked at the few demon kings under his command who had survived, his heart aching. He glared fiercely at the distraught Thunder Mountain Demon King and then turned and left.
The Cold Shadow Demon Saint gazed at Chen Yuan, his azure eyes flashing, as if he were lost in thought.
On the icy whip in her hand, a shallow wound slowly faded away, and the power of ice surged forth, dispelling the black light.
At this moment, the demon race suffered a great defeat. The 30,000 demon beasts that went berserk held back the cultivator army, while the other demon beasts escaped from danger. The three demon saints no longer had any worries. If Chen Yuan and the two Nascent Soul cultivators caught up, they would simply fight and retreat.
The Cold Shadow Demon Saint gave Chen Yuan a deep look, then turned and left. Thousands of low-level demonic beasts on the ground tucked their tails between their legs, their mournful cries fading into the distance. The blood that flowed down gathered into streams, nourishing the thirsty earth.
Elder Yuan and Wei Wushang stopped beside Chen Yuan, watching the scene below where the cultivator army was besieging 30,000 demonic beasts, and remained silent.
Chen Yuan watched as the figures of the three demon saints disappeared into the distance. He withdrew his gaze, concealed his aura, retracted his black wings, and the blue dragon horns on his forehead disappeared, while his white hair returned to normal.
"Fellow Daoist Chen, your methods are admirable," Wei Wushang praised, a hint of apprehension flashing in his eyes as he looked at Chen Yuan.
Elder Yuan also said, "Today's great victory should be attributed to Junior Brother Chen. After returning to the camp, I, Yuan, will certainly recommend him for credit."
Chen Yuan smiled modestly: "You two are too kind. If it weren't for Senior Brother Yuan and Fellow Daoist Wei blocking those three demon saints, I wouldn't have been able to kill so many demon kings."
"It is my fault that I attracted three demon saints, and I was unable to capture them, which is why this battle was not completely successful."
Elder Yuan chuckled: "Junior Brother, why do you say that? Back in the Spirit Realm, you already made it clear that you have offended the Demon Saint of the Burning Demon Realm."
"I just didn't expect their hatred for our junior brother to be so deep. As soon as they learned of his whereabouts, they rushed to seek revenge. This was beyond my expectations."
Wei Wushang said, "Thanks to Fellow Daoist Chen's suggestion, Fellow Daoist Yuan prepared a silver-armored puppet in advance, which restrained that Cold Shadow Demon Saint."
"Otherwise, if the three of us are stopped by those three demon saints, and we have to face 100,000 demon beasts with an army of 10,000, we will probably be in grave danger."
Elder Yuan nodded: "Fellow Daoist Wei is absolutely right. Although our Spirit Realm army can withstand several times the number of demon army, it is still too risky for one to fight ten."
"Fortunately, we were well prepared, otherwise the situation would have gotten out of control."
Chen Yuan's expression turned solemn: "Although we have won this battle, those three demon saints hate me to the bone and I'm afraid they will not let this go."
"Our cultivators have also suffered considerable losses. We should clear the battlefield as soon as possible and retreat to the camp to rest."
Wei Wushang and Elder Yuan both nodded in agreement, and the three of them immediately descended in their escape light to help the Void Refinement cultivator slay the demon kings. (End of Chapter)