The boy gritted his teeth and drove the spear another step forward.
The Heavenly Demon stopped moving.
When the boy pulled out his spear, his hands were shaking.
But he did not retreat.
The next Heavenly Demon had already lunged at him.
Yang Wanqing's lips moved.
She could not speak.
At the very front of the battlefield... directly before the breach.
A figure stood facing an enormous Heavenly Demon.
It was an old man, seventy or eighty years old. His hair was entirely white, tied back behind his head.
He was lean but large-framed, wearing a battle robe torn in several places.
The weapon in his hands was a bronze-colored halberd. Dried, dark yellow fluid stained its shaft... the bodily fluids of Heavenly Demons.
The Heavenly Demon facing him!
Huge.
Absolutely enormous.
It was over ten times the size of the dog-sized Heavenly Demons from before. Its four limbs were thick and powerful, each claw as long as a human forearm.
The two antennae atop its head were over half a meter long, quivering violently. Its circular maw hung open, its inner walls lined with layer upon layer of barbs, its depths impossible to see.
Chen Siyao probed its aura.
The peak of the Divine Treasury Realm.
The old man was at the late stage of the Golden Body Realm.
An entire major realm separated them.
But he was still holding it back.
"That's your grandfather," Chen Siyao said softly.
Yun Wanlan nodded. Her hand rested on her bowstring, and her whole body was trembling.
Chen Hao landed at the rear with the others.
A young man covered in blood raised his head and saw them.
His gaze first swept over Chen Siyao and Yang Wanqing. Unfamiliar faces. He showed no reaction.
Then he saw Yun Wanlan.
His eyes instantly