Spirit Monkey Demon Sage

When the Spirit Monkey Demon Sage's Five-Colored Coiling Dragon Staff slammed into the Righteous Qi Sect's protective formation, the disciples on watch immediately spotted the demons launching the surprise attack. They sounded the alarm and promptly reinforced the formation's defenses to withstand the Demon Race's assault.

After receiving the warning from the disciples on watch, Zhou Yong and the elders immediately rang the sect's great bell, summoning every disciple to meet the enemy!

Just as the entire Righteous Qi Sect mobilized for battle, cracks began appearing in its protective formation under the successive attacks of the Spirit Monkey Demon Sage and the ten Demon Venerables. The disciples immediately increased their spiritual energy output, trying to repair the formation. But the moment the Spirit Monkey Demon Sage saw a weakness in its defenses, he gathered all his spiritual power and smashed his staff into the already cracked formation with all his might. Overwhelmed, the formation quivered, then vanished in an instant like a bubble pricked by a needle.

Seeing the Spirit Monkey Demon Sage break through the Righteous Qi Sect's formation, the ten Demon Venerables led the powerful demons charging into the sect with savage howls.

When the Righteous Qi Sect's disciples saw their protective formation shatter, they seized their weapons and plunged into fierce combat with the Demon Race.

The fighting reached a fever pitch as soon as the Righteous Qi Sect's elders and disciples engaged the enemy. For the Demon Race, the assault on the Righteous Qi Sect was the opening battle of its invasion of the Cultivation World-a chance to flex its muscles, display its strength, and establish its might. For the Righteous Qi Sect, it was a battle for survival. Neither side probed the other or held anything back, and the fighting was extraordinarily brutal.

Fortunately, the Righteous Qi Sect had devoted itself to growth over the past few years, and its disciples had all grown considerably stronger. The strength both sides brought to bear was unprecedented in the history of the Cultivation World. With their powerful demonic bodies, thick hides, astonishing defenses, and innate ferocity that knew no fear of death, the demons briefly drove the Righteous Qi Sect into a difficult position. Yet they had underestimated both the sect's strength and its determination to defend its home to the death. Coupled with the longstanding enmity between humans and demons, this allowed the Righteous Qi Sect's disciples to trade blow for blow with the Demon Race.

After breaking through the Righteous Qi Sect's protective formation, the Spirit Monkey Demon Sage did not attack again. Holding his enormous Five-Colored Coiling Dragon Staff, he searched with his divine sense for Zhou Yong and the elders in the late Nascent Soul Realm. He had obtained a fortuitous opportunity within some ruins, causing his cultivation to soar over the past few years. With the marked increase in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, he had already broken through to the late Out-of-Body realm. That was why he now harbored such lofty ambitions to invade the Cultivation World.

Once his divine sense locked onto Zhou Yong, he gripped the Five-Colored Coiling Dragon Staff in both hands, leaped forward, and brought it crashing down at him. At that moment, Zhou Yong was directing the elders against the enemy, occasionally dispatching stray Golden Core Realm demons that charged up to the Righteous Qi Hall.

As the Five-Colored Coiling Dragon Staff hurtled toward Zhou Yong, it resembled a brilliant streak of light tearing through the darkness of space, blazing and swift as a meteor. Zhou Yong's eyes widened. He could clearly sense the destructive energy contained within that force, and even his body trembled under a power that far surpassed the late Nascent Soul Realm.

Yet the pressure of that immense energy did not send Zhou Yong into a panic. Instead, he displayed an unprecedented calm. An unyielding light shone in his eyes-the defiance of one standing against a stronger foe, the longing to hold on to life. He tightened his grip on his supreme-grade spirit sword as energy surged throughout his body. An invisible shield of spiritual power instantly formed around him, and the supreme-grade flying sword in his hand soared into the air, slashing at the oncoming Five-Colored Coiling Dragon Staff to block its ferocious assault.

The Five-Colored Coiling Dragon Staff seemed to contain some mysterious power, and it trembled incessantly. Against a disparity of more than an entire major realm, Zhou Yong's flying sword struck valiantly, only to crumble at the first clash and be knocked away. As it flew, the sword let out a mournful cry, seemingly unable to withstand the force transmitted through the staff. It plunged into a distant palace in an instant, leaving ruins in its wake.

The Five-Colored Coiling Dragon Staff smashed toward Zhou Yong without the slightest obstruction. Facing the staff now mere inches away, resolve flashed in his eyes. He did not retreat. Gritting his teeth, he gathered all his spiritual power into his palms and thrust out a blast of palm force. Yet it only slightly slowed the oncoming staff.

Despair appeared in the eyes of Zhou Yong and the nearby elders. Just as the Spirit Monkey Demon Sage's Five-Colored Coiling Dragon Staff was about to break through Zhou Yong's spiritual shield, a streak of sword light shot out of his body.

With a clang, the sword light knocked aside the Spirit Monkey Demon Sage's lethal strike, then continued slashing toward him where he hovered in midair.

Seeing the sword light emerge from Zhou Yong's body and effortlessly knock aside his full-powered strike, the Spirit Monkey Demon Sage immediately darted backward. As the sword light shot toward him, he thrust another great staff he carried into its path, while circulating his spiritual energy and swerving sharply back and to the side. After knocking away his second staff, the sword light grazed past his body and struck empty air.

Inside his cave abode in the forbidden grounds of the rear mountain, Li Dalong was startled out of cultivation by the tolling of the Righteous Qi Sect's great bell. He knew that bell rang only when the sect faced a threat to its survival. For it to sound in the dead of night, a powerful enemy must have attacked. He immediately stopped cultivating and swept his divine sense toward the sect's main grounds, turning his attention to the battle.

When he saw that the sword art he had left with Zhou Yong to save his life could not eliminate the enemy, Li Dalong acted with a thought. The Azure Cloud Sword shot out of the system storage, and he rose into the air, flying toward the Righteous Qi Hall. In the blink of an eye, he arrived above the hall. This time, he did not conceal himself, appearing openly in his true form.

Just as the Spirit Monkey Demon Sage prepared to attack Zhou Yong again, he noticed a man shrouded in mist suddenly appear above him. Though the man seemed to stand casually on a flying sword, he gave off an intense sense of pressure. The Spirit Monkey Demon Sage could not discern his cultivation realm, but his instincts told him this man was dangerous.

A cold gleam flashed in Li Dalong's eyes. He glanced at the Spirit Monkey Demon Sage, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly in disdain.

"Who are you? Get out of my way!" the Spirit Monkey Demon Sage barked. He raised the Five-Colored Coiling Dragon Staff slightly, glaring at Li Dalong with fiery red eyes as though he meant to devour him.

"You aren't worthy of knowing my name," Li Dalong said coldly, his voice filled with disdain.

"Then let your Grandpa Monkey teach you a lesson!" the Spirit Monkey Demon Sage roared. His body became a streak of lightning as he raised the Five-Colored Coiling Dragon Staff and lunged ferociously at Li Dalong.

A cold light flashed in Li Dalong's eyes. The Azure Cloud Sword wheeled before him, releasing a strand of golden Sword Qi. Like a mighty dragon baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, it roared toward the Spirit Monkey Demon Sage.