"It's the Devil Master! A Devil Master in the Nascent Soul Realm!"
"Run! Run now! We're no match for him!"
The cultivators instantly erupted into chaos, their faces filled with despair.
The Nascent Soul Realm and the Profound Comprehension Realm were worlds apart, especially since the aura radiating from this Devil Master had actually reached the Nascent Soul Late Stage!
The two Profound Comprehension cultivators from minor factions could no longer worry about anything else. They turned and tried to flee.
They unleashed their life-saving escape techniques, their figures transforming into two streaks of light as they flew toward the Holy City's walls.
"You think you're leaving?"
The Devil Master's voice was hoarse and icy, thick with ridicule.
He raised a hand and swept it through the air. The black Demonic Energy instantly transformed into two chains that wrapped around the two cultivators' ankles like venomous snakes.
The two cultivators cried out in alarm. Their escape techniques abruptly failed, and they crashed heavily to the ground.
The Devil Master's figure flickered, and he appeared before them in an instant. His enormous claws descended.
With a wet crunch, he crushed both their heads.
Blood and brain matter splattered across his demonic armor, but the Devil Master paid it no heed. Instead, he stuck out his tongue and licked the blood from his claw tips, an intoxicated look appearing on his face.
"Delicious... Human cultivators' flesh and blood really are much tastier than Demon Soldiers'."
The next moment.
The Demonic Energy around him suddenly spread out, forming a black barrier that enveloped the entire battlefield.
Space was sealed. The cultivators present could no longer flee and could only watch helplessly as the Devil Master devoured the corpses of the two cultivators.
"Damn it! Based on what happened before, this fissure should only have produced a Demon General at the Late Profound Comprehension Stage at most. How could a Devil Master in the Nascent Soul Realm appear?"
A cultivator in golden robes gritted his teeth as he spoke. He was Zhou Feng, a Core Disciple of the Wasteland Heaven Divine Sect, and a cultivator at the Late Profound Comprehension Stage. His expression was now grim to the extreme.
Zhou Feng did not dare delay. He swiftly took a pale-gold communication jade talisman from his storage ring.
It was an emergency communication talisman specially made by the Wasteland Heaven Divine Sect.
He infused the jade talisman with Spiritual Energy. It instantly erupted with a golden streak of light that pierced through the demonic barrier and flew toward the depths of the Holy City.
"I hope it can bring a Nascent Soul Old Ancestor here to rescue us as soon as possible!"
Zhou Feng prayed inwardly, his gaze fixed on the Devil Master while cold sweat had already soaked his palms.
He knew that with the Devil Master's strength, killing every cultivator present would be effortless!
After finishing devouring the corpses, the Devil Master's scarlet gaze swept over the cultivators present.
It finally landed on an elder of the Azure Cloud Sect who was at the Profound Comprehension Realm.
That elder had previously tried to attack him with an Art. He was now hiding behind the crowd, trembling all over.
"You're next."
A cruel smile curled the Devil Master's lips, and his figure abruptly vanished from where he stood.
When he appeared again, he was already in front of the Azure Cloud Sect elder.
His enormous claws came down toward the elder's head with a howl that tore through the air!
The elder's pupils contracted sharply, his eyes filled with despair.
He tried to circulate his Spiritual Energy to defend himself, but the Devil Master's pressure had already locked onto him. His Spiritual Energy could not be mobilized in the slightest, and he could only watch helplessly as the claws descended.
At this critical moment, a soft sigh quietly rang out across the battlefield.
"Sigh."
Before the words had even faded, a golden sword light suddenly flashed!
The sword light was unimaginably fast, as though it had crossed space, appearing before the Devil Master's claws in an instant.
"Crack!"
A crisp sound of splintering bone rang out. The Devil Master's claws had actually been severed by the sword light!
Black Demon Blood sprayed out, splattering onto the ground and corroding it into one small pit after another.
The Devil Master froze for a moment, seemingly unable to believe his eyes.
He lowered his head to look at his severed limb, then let out an enraged roar. "Who?! Who dares hurt me?!"
But before he could finish, the golden sword light slashed out again. Like a shooting star, it swept across his neck in an instant.
Squelch—!
The Devil Master's head separated from his body. Black Demon Blood gushed out, and his enormous body crashed heavily to the ground. After twitching a few times, it completely lost all signs of life.
A Devil Master at the Nascent Soul Late Stage had actually been slain in a single sword strike!
The battlefield instantly fell into dead silence.
Every cultivator widened their eyes and stared blankly at the owner of that golden sword light.
A young cultivator dressed in a dark-black robe.
It was Bai Ye!
At this moment, faint traces of Demon Blood still stained the Purple Firmament Sword in Bai Ye's hand. An indistinct golden Spiritual Energy surrounded his body, and his awe-inspiring majesty seemed to shake the heavens!
He was utterly different from the low-key Profound Comprehension cultivator he had been before.
"What was that sword light just now? How could someone at the Late Profound Comprehension Stage instantly kill someone at the Nascent Soul Late Stage?"
"I didn't see that wrong, did I? That was a Devil Master in the Nascent Soul Realm! He was slain with a single sword strike just like that?"
"What cultivation level does this fellow cultivator from the Azure Cloud Sect actually possess?"
The cultivators whispered among themselves, their eyes filled with shock and reverence. They looked at Bai Ye as if they were looking at an invincible god!
Zhou Feng's mouth hung open even wider, and stormy waves surged through his heart!
Bai Ye ignored everyone's gazes and raised his head toward the center of the Holy City.
That was where the hundred-li-wide Main Abyssal Fissure was located.
At this moment, the Demonic Energy surging from the fissure had already erupted skyward like a volcano!
A pillar of black Demonic Energy blotted out the sky for hundreds of li around, and even sunlight could not pierce through it.
An aura a hundred times more terrifying than that of the Devil Master just now slowly spread from within the pillar of Demonic Energy, making the entire Demon Extermination Holy City tremble.
What surprised him even more was that, within the perception of his Primordial Spirit, the auras of Azure Cloud Sect Master Su Wenxuan and the Second Elder were growing weaker and weaker, even carrying a trace of fluctuations on the verge of death.
They were facing a life-or-death crisis!
"We can't wait any longer."
Bai Ye thought inwardly. His figure abruptly transformed into a golden streak of light. Ignoring the cultivators around him, he sped straight toward the Main Fissure.
The golden streak tore through the sky, leaving behind a faint afterimage before vanishing from everyone's sight in an instant.
The cultivators stared in the direction Bai Ye had left, unable to recover for a long time.
Only now did they truly understand that this Abyssal Invasion, which had arrived ahead of schedule, was likely far more perilous than anyone had imagined!
Before the Main Fissure of the Demon Extermination Holy City.
The hundred-li-wide abyss resembled the gaping maw of a dormant giant beast. Black Demonic Energy roiled into a pillar that shot straight into the clouds.
It dyed half the sky the color of ink.
On the ground, broken Spiritual Energy weapons, shattered armor, and the mutilated remains of cultivators lay interwoven. Dark-red blood had been stained blackish-brown by the Demonic Energy, clinging thickly to the charred rocks.
The air was thick with the scents of blood and scorching decay. Every surge of Demonic Energy was accompanied by the shrill screams of cultivators. The battlefield had long since become a living hell.
Azure Cloud Sect Master Su Wenxuan and the Second Elder were surrounded by four Devil Masters at the Nascent Soul Late Stage, hanging by a thread between life and death.
Su Wenxuan's dark Dao Robe had been corroded by the Demonic Energy, leaving several gaping tears, while blood streamed down his left arm.
A claw mark deep enough to expose bone stretched from his shoulder armor to his forearm. Black Demonic Energy was continuously invading his internal organs through the wound, making the circulation of his Spiritual Energy increasingly sluggish.
The body of the Azure Cloud Sword in his hand was already covered in cracks.
Every time he swung his sword to block an attack, he had to forcibly suppress the roiling Demonic Energy within his body. Cold sweat slid down his forehead and cheeks, and a trace of desperate exhaustion had appeared in his originally steady eyes.
The Second Elder's condition was even worse.
His azure elder's robe was nearly soaked through with blood. Black blood constantly spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his aura was as faint as a guttering candle in the wind.
Earlier, to protect Su Wenxuan behind him, he had taken a Devil Master's full-powered strike head-on. He now used his broken sword as a staff, barely managing to keep himself from collapsing.
"Heh heh heh, a Nascent Soul Cultivator's flesh and blood must be delicious!"
One Devil Master let out a sinister laugh. His massive fist, wrapped in a Black Thunderstorm, smashed toward Su Wenxuan's chest.
This punch contained all ten parts of his Demonic Energy. If it struck, Su Wenxuan's Dao Body would certainly shatter!
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