Encounter: Have You Come to Die?
"The aura of Dao Fruit?" Li Yunjing frowned. "Could it be that Biyuan also came into contact with Dao Fruit back then?"
"I don't know." Yuanchu shook his head. "My memories are jumbled; I can't remember."
Li Yunjing patted him on the shoulder. "No rush, think it over slowly. Once you find the Dao Fruit, your memories might be restored."
As they were talking, Ouyang Se's figure suddenly emerged from the shadows, his voice hoarse. "Sect Leader, there's movement in the left passage, demonic energy, quite a lot of it, and it's rapidly approaching."
Everyone immediately became alert, stood up, and summoned their Law Artifact.
"People of the demonic path?" Han Cang gripped his giant axe, a glint of battle intent flashing in his eyes. "Perfect timing! I've been itching for a fight!"
Fang Hexuan flicked his whisk and said in a deep voice, "Don't be careless. Those who have made it this far are no ordinary people!"
The five Dao Integration Realm experts from the Luozhen Sect immediately took their positions, and the Rogue Cultivator cultivators also gathered around, ready for battle.
The warriors gripped their bone spears Biyuan, the totems on their chests glowing faintly, ready to unleash their fighting power at any moment.
Tap, tap, tap...
The footsteps were neither hurried nor slow, coming from the left passage.
Soon, a group of Devil Cultivator dressed in black robes emerged.
The young man at the head of the group wore a black robe with silver patterns. He had an arrogant expression and his gaze swept across the square before finally landing on Li Yunjing.
It was none other than the Eighth Prince Yan Xuanjue.
When he saw Li Yunjing, his eyes lit up, and a mocking smile curled at the corner of his mouth, "Li Yunjing? It's like finding a needle in a haystack, only to have it come to me effortlessly. I was just looking for you, and you've delivered yourself right to my doorstep."
Li Yunjing's eyes were calm. "Who are you?"
"Listen carefully." Yan Xuanjue raised his head, his tone arrogant, "Yan Xuanjue, the eighth son of His Majesty the Demon Emperor. Today I have come to take your head as a sacrifice to the spirits of my third and seventh brothers in heaven."
"The Eighth Prince," Li Yunjing nodded slightly, his tone flat, "Another one who's lost his life."
"How dare you!"
Yan Xuanjue was furious. He hated it most when people compared him to his deceased brother, and Li Yunjing's words hit him where it hurt.
"You fools who don't know their own mortality!" Yan Xuanjue shouted fiercely, "Attack! Kill them all! Leave no one alive!"
Twenty Devil Cultivator cultivators behind him responded simultaneously, their demonic energy surging as they rushed forward.
The two demon elders, both at the Early Void Refinement, attacked Li Yunjing from the left and right.
They knew Li Yunjing was the leader, and that as long as they captured the leader first, the rest would be no threat.
"Sect Leader, be careful!"
Liao Xingjian low roar and leaped to meet the Devil Cultivator on his left.
The iron fist, imbued with profound battle energy, collided with the opponent's demonic claws.
With a muffled thud, the two men each took three steps back, their strength evenly matched.
The Devil Cultivator on the right was stopped by Fang Hexuan.
The whisk transformed into countless silver threads, covering the area like a net.
"Dao Union Perfection?" The demon elder sneered. "Old fool, you dare to stop me?"
His claws were as black as ink, their tips laced with a foul-smelling corpse poison, as he reached for the silver thread.
Upon contact, however, it was discovered that those silver threads, though seemingly soft, were incredibly tough and carried the unique Returning Origin Power of the Luozhen Sect, specifically designed to suppress evil spirits and demonic energy.
"Hmm?" Elder Demon's expression changed.
Han Cang, carrying a giant axe, roared as he charged into the Devil Cultivator cultivators.
The giant axe swept across, the wind from it carrying the force to split mountains and shatter rocks. The two Late Dao Union Integration Devil Cultivator cultivators hastily tried to defend themselves and were forced to retreat repeatedly.
He Qingsong stood in the center of the formation, his hands forming hand Hand Seals, and streams of Muling flew out, landing on his fellow cultivators and quickly healing their injuries.
Ouyang Se remained hidden in the shadows, his soul attacks like invisible poisonous thorns, launching sneak attacks from time to time, making it impossible for the Devil Cultivator to defend against them.
Led by Zhi Qianshu, the warriors of Biyuan activated the Black Bird totem on their chests.
Streams of crimson flames surged from the totem, attaching themselves to the bone spear, causing its combat power to increase dramatically.
They fought fearlessly, charging ahead and suppressing the Devil Cultivator for a time.
As for the Rogue Cultivator, they also took action upon seeing this.
They were just there to take advantage of the fortuitous opportunity, and now that they see their side has the upper hand, they naturally don't want to fall behind.
Various Law Technique spells and spiritual lights emerged to help suppress the enemy, and for a time they gained the upper hand.
Yan Xuanjue stood at the back, watching his men being overwhelmed and beaten, his expression growing increasingly grim.
"Useless! A bunch of useless trash!" he cursed, "They can't even beat a bunch of country bumpkins from the Great Wilderness!"
He could no longer restrain himself. With a blur, he transformed into a black afterimage and pounced straight at Li Yunjing.
Li Yunjing! I am your opponent!
The pitch-black demonic blade was drawn, its blade wreathed in layers of Blood Shadow.
With a single slash, a torrent of blood surged forth, carrying a strong stench of blood and corrosive power.
This is the famous "Blood Shadow Devil Saber" from the demonic path, which is powered by Essence Blood and possesses boundless power.
Yan Xuanjue had immersed himself in this sword for many years and believed himself to be invincible among his peers.
Li Yunjing's eyes narrowed slightly, but he neither flinched nor avoided the gaze.
The magic sword was drawn, its pale blue light meeting the Blood Shadow Devil Saber.
Bite!
The sound of metal clashing was piercing.
Sword light clashed with Blood Shadow, and shockwaves swept in all directions.
Li Yunjing remained motionless, while Yan Xuanjue took two steps back, his arm feeling slightly numb.
"How is this possible?!" Yan Xuanjue exclaimed in shock.
He was at the Early Void Refinement Early Void Refinement, as was Li Yunjing.
Why did he lose in a head-on confrontation?
Li Yunjing stood with his sword in hand, his blue robe fluttering in the wind, and said calmly, "Is this all the skill you have? You dare to come and avenge your brother?"
"You're asking for it!"
Yan Xuanjue was both shocked and furious, and his demonic energy surged.
He gripped the sword with both hands, channeling all his life Essence Blood into the blade, causing the demonic sword to instantly swell several times its original size, its crimson blade light almost solidifying into a tangible form.
"Blood Shadow Devil Saber - Thousand Waves!"
With a single slash, layers upon layers of blood waves surged forth, seemingly threatening to engulf the entire plaza.
This attack far surpassed the power of an ordinary Early Void Refinement.
The people fighting around them instinctively stopped and looked in their direction.
"Sect Leader!" Han Cang exclaimed in surprise.
Li Yunjing remained expressionless and raised his left hand.
"The Pure Subtlety Spiritual Banner appears."
The pale blue Semi-Immortal Artifact banner floated up, growing longer in the wind.
On the surface of the banner, layers of Qingwei cloud patterns ripple outwards like waves on water.
Buzz...
A cyan light barrier opened up, like an inverted bowl, protecting Li Yunjing within it.
The blood waves crashed against the light barrier, emitting a sizzling corrosive sound, but they were unable to break through the defenses of the Semi-Immortal Artifact.
"Semi-Immortal Artifact?!" Yan Xuanjue's pupils shrank sharply.
He had heard that Li Yunjing had seized the Mystic Yin Devil Banner, refined its demonic nature, and transformed it into a righteous Semi-Immortal Artifact.
I thought it was just a rumor, but it turns out it's true!
"So what if you have Semi-Immortal Artifact?" Yan Xuanjue gritted his teeth, "I refuse to believe you can defend against it forever!"
He channeled all his spiritual power, continuously slashing out with blood-red blade light, frantically bombarding the Qingwei barrier.
The light screen trembled continuously, yet remained as steady as a mountain.
Li Yunjing stood in the light screen, looking at him calmly, as if he were a clown.
He waited until the opponent's attack slowed down and their spiritual energy was more than half depleted before slowly speaking:
"Finished?"
"They're all done, now it's my turn."
The moment he finished speaking, Li Yunjing changed the sword gesture with his right hand.
The Nine True Magnetic Light Sword emitted a clear and melodious sword cry, and nine colorful magnetic lights slowly lit up on its blade.
He had refined this Spirit Treasure for many years and could now use it as easily as his own limbs.
Combined with the Taiyi Sword Instruction, its power surpasses that of ordinary high-grade Spirit Treasure.
"Nine True Magnetic Light - Rend Space".