Demon General Flying Yaksha

"Who is it? Damn humans, I'll kill you all."

The piercing roar from within the altar penetrated their minds, and both of their expressions changed.

"Run!" Fang Xuan shouted.

He reached out, snatched up the Essence Bloodstone, and darted into the distance. Fang Qingxue followed close behind.

The two of them circulated their blood and qi with all their strength, racing like the wind without daring to pause for even a moment.

Boom!

The altar behind them exploded instantly, and a towering figure burst out from within.

The shadow leaped more than thirty feet into the air, yet did not fall. Two broad, massive flesh wings suddenly spread from its back, flapping continuously as it glided slowly toward them.

"Flying Yaksha."

Feeling the violent aura behind them, especially when they saw the figure gliding through the sky, both their expressions changed noticeably.

Flying Yaksha.

A legendary ferocious demon, its entire body was forged of steel and iron. It possessed boundless strength and the might of ghosts and gods. Flesh wings grew from its back, allowing it to glide at low altitude. It was a leader among the subterranean abyssal demons, also known as a Demon General.

Flying Yakshas were especially intelligent, nearly comparable to humans. Their martial skills were profound, and because they could fly, they were practically invincible against experts below the Body Tempering Realm.

Against such a Demon General, only experts of the Mystic Divine Realm could suppress and contend with it.

A Flying Yaksha's outer skin was made of hard bone, difficult even for Flying Swords to cut through. Its vitality was extraordinarily powerful; even if its head was chopped off, its lower body could continue moving and killing for several hours before finally dying.

These demons glided like lightning and were incredibly fast. Even one required many experts working together to kill it.

All Worlds gave Flying Yakshas particular attention. Among the races of the subterranean abyss, there were first the demonfolk, then yakshas, and only then Flying Yakshas.

A single Flying Yaksha could command ten to twenty thousand demonfolk. It was a true demon general.

Fang Xuan was at the Internal Fortification Realm, while Fang Qingxue was at the Divine Courage Realm. Faced with a Flying Yaksha that only experts of the Mystic Divine Realm could suppress, they could only flee.

"Damn humans, you dared disrupt my advancement. I'll eat you!" the Flying Yaksha roared.

With a sweep of its flesh wings, its enormous body shot forward like lightning, moving so quickly that it produced bursts of air-tearing whistles.

Feeling the Flying Yaksha drawing ever closer behind them, Fang Xuan said gravely, "Big Sister, it's only a matter of time before the Flying Yaksha catches us at this speed. Think of something. Kill it."

Fang Qingxue was also startled by Fang Xuan's boldness, but looking at the pitch-black surroundings, she knew that he was indeed right.

How could their running speed compare to a Flying Yaksha flying through the sky? Moreover, running at full speed consumed enormous stamina. By then, they would truly become meat on the chopping block.

"I have a sword that can kill it, but I need time," Fang Qingxue said, pursing her lips.

"How long?"

"Ten breaths."

"Good."

Fang Xuan, who had been running, suddenly stopped. He spun around, his expression cold as he watched the Flying Yaksha rapidly closing in.

"Hehehe, damn little bug, why aren't you running anymore? I'll tear you apart bit by bit, let you watch as I swallow you into my belly," the Flying Yaksha said with a savage grin.

Wrath of the Wind God.

He pressed his hands together before his chest. The true qi in his dantian flowed through specific meridians and acupoints in an eerie pattern, using true qi to draw upon the power of heaven and earth.

The next moment, boundless currents of wind rose out of nowhere. A gigantic azure phantom dozens of meters tall appeared behind him.

Suppress!

Fang Xuan roared and threw a punch at the Flying Yaksha.

The Flying Yaksha was also startled by the sudden appearance of the giant phantom. Its expression changed drastically when it sensed the power of heaven and earth gathering from nowhere.

But its speed was too great, leaving it unable to dodge in time. The azure giant's fist struck it instantly.

Boom!

The Flying Yaksha was sent flying, crashing heavily into a black boulder nearby.

Crash!

Rubble flew everywhere as the Flying Yaksha burst out from the debris and hovered in midair. This time, however, it did not attack immediately, instead staring at Fang Xuan with caution.

"Damn it, I'll kill you."

Its figure flashed like lightning. Its fleshy wings beat behind it as it spread its five claws and lunged for Fang Xuan's heart.

"So fast."

It had clearly been a hundred paces away, yet in the next instant it was before his chest. His eyes could not react at all.

Without hesitation, Fang Xuan struck with all his strength. The Dragon Slaying Sword swept across like an iron chain barring a river, blocking before his chest.

Clang!

A string of sparks burst from the Dragon Slaying Sword. Fang Xuan was flung backward, stumbling more than ten steps before rolling across the ground, his entire body numb and aching.

Though he had blocked the Flying Yaksha's claw, he himself had been blasted away by its tremendous force.

"What terrifying strength. At least the power of ten horses," Fang Xuan said, his expression grave.

With the physical strength of seven horses, Fang Xuan simply could not withstand a Flying Yaksha with the strength of ten horses.

He flipped over and climbed to his feet. The tiger's mouth of his sword hand had already split open and blood flowed from it. The shock force of the Flying Yaksha's claw was truly mighty.

"Human, die."

The Flying Yaksha beat its wings again, its entire body turning into a black line. As it tore through the air, it emitted a long, flute-like shriek. Many of the tall mushrooms on the plain were blown over by the wind generated by its body, while those closest to it were uprooted entirely by the violent airflow.

"Not good."

Fang Xuan knew how terrifyingly fast the Flying Yaksha was. He simply could not dodge in time.

Speed represented power. Even an ordinary stone falling from beyond the heavens could cause immense destruction, let alone the Flying Yaksha's terrifying strength combined with its extreme speed. It was simply killing at its utmost.

He turned his body and, instead of retreating, charged forward. With a leap, he became one with his sword, lunging through the air and driving all the strength in his body toward the Flying Yaksha's eyes.

"Bold."

The Flying Yaksha let out a sinister laugh. Its flesh wings trembled, and its body drew an arc through the air, causing Fang Xuan's sword thrust to miss.

At the same time, it circled behind Fang Xuan, its scaled claws reaching straight for Fang Xuan's back.

At the critical moment, Fang Xuan circulated the true qi in his dantian with all his strength. The power of heaven and earth gathered once more, and a white giant phantom appeared behind him, surrounded by thunder and flashing lightning.

Wrath of the Lightning God.

Crackle, crackle, crackle!

Electric currents wrapped around the Flying Yaksha's entire body, seemingly paralyzing it for a moment. But it lasted only an instant, merely hindering its movement slightly and unable to cause any real harm.

The Heaven's Will Four Symbols Art was a supreme divine art in the world of Magic Sword Life and Death Chess. It used true qi to invoke the power of heaven and earth for attack or defense. Even in the Profound Yellow Great World, it was an extremely profound secret art. But its power was too dispersed; against the Flying Yaksha's concentrated force of ten horses, it was truly difficult to withstand.

Bang, bang, bang...

A huge pit appeared in the ground, dirt spraying everywhere as Fang Xuan's body plowed a trench dozens of meters long through the earth.

"Big Sister, if you don't strike now, I'll really die!" Fang Xuan roared.