Chapter 2114: Xuan Tian Black Dagger

Fantasy Cultivation

Volume Ten: War in the Demon Realm

Both the golden dragon summoned by the Long Family's Old Ancestor and the battle armor worn by the Feathered Maiden were life-saving measures that could be activated with a single thought, ignoring the suppressive force of the demon hand. Their profoundness far surpassed that of ordinary divine abilities and treasures.

The golden dragon raised its head, its body emitting a burst of golden light, and then a bowl-sized, hazy golden beam of light shot out, instantly striking the colossal demon hand.

After this strike, the golden dragon seemed to have exhausted its spiritual energy, blurring and then dissipating.

The five-colored battle armor on the Feathered Maiden also shimmered with crystalline light, suddenly condensing a giant, dozens of feet long sword shadow above her head. It was crystal clear, and with a flash, it transformed into a five-colored ribbon of light that also struck the colossal demon hand.

A thundering boom echoed!

The dark demon hand, which almost covered half the pond, shook violently, then became indistinct. The immense force emanating from it also slightly lessened.

Even though the immense force only weakened by two or three-tenths, and just for an instant, the Long Family's Old Ancestor and the Feathered Maiden were renowned cultivators of the Integration stage with years of experience. Moreover, possessing the bloodlines of true dragons and celestial phoenixes, their divine abilities far surpassed those of ordinary cultivators at the same level, so they naturally wouldn't let this excellent chance to escape slip away.

Immediately, golden light radiated from the Long Family's Old Ancestor. His body suddenly swelled several times, transforming into a half-dragon form dozens of feet tall. His two arms, covered in golden scales, slammed fiercely into the nearby ground.

A deafening roar!

The very ground trembled!

A wave of air exploded outwards from the Long Family's Old Ancestor, spreading wildly in all directions.

Utilizing the two forces of recoil from his arms, the Long Family's Old Ancestor let out a roar, finally breaking free from the demon hand's immense grip.

With a whoosh!

He shot out from the ground like a crossbow bolt, and with a flash, appeared dozens of yards away in the void behind, hovering motionless.

The Long Family's Old Ancestor didn't intend to flee immediately. He knew well that such an action would only lead to his quicker demise before a Demon Saint Ancestor.

Therefore, after taking a deep breath, he shook both sleeves, and in turn, released seven or eight treasures of various designs. Some transformed into dazzling rainbows, others into clusters of spiritual light, hovering erratically around him.

Among them, a several-inch-sized jade seal and a fist-sized golden ring immediately radiated brilliant light upon being released. They subtly caused the surrounding heaven and earth spiritual energy to surge, appearing to be two imitation Xuan Heavenly Treasures.

It seemed that to save his life, the Long Family's Old Ancestor had truly brought out everything he had, even his most prized possessions, without any reservation.

On the other side, the Feathered Maiden made a different move.

The five-colored armor on her body shimmered with brilliant light, then surged wildly towards her back.

With two "whooshes," two giant feathered wings, several yards long, materialized on her back.

These wings were not only covered in multicolored feathers several feet long but also had a constantly changing fiery glow shimmering at their tips.

After the wings slightly trembled, the two clusters of fiery glow burst open with a "boom," turning into scattered sparks that ignited the entire pair of wings.

The giant feathered wings immediately shone brilliantly, transforming into a pair of flame wings in an instant, a truly astonishing sight!

With a cold expression, the Feathered Maiden let out a soft cry. Her flame wings flapped fiercely, sending out violent ripples!

The nearby void twisted as if collapsing, and a hazy white hole appeared in the center of the maiden.

Its diameter was a massive hundred feet!

The next moment, the Feathered Maiden's body blurred, and she vanished with a flash into the hole.

Standing high in the air, the black-robed youth watched the techniques of the Long Family's Old Ancestor and the Feathered Maiden, his eyes slightly brightening. Instead of anger, a hint of joy appeared on his face:

"Not bad," he murmured. "I wondered how cultivators of your level dared to venture into the forbidden grounds of the Saint Realm. So, you possess true spirit bloodlines. True dragons and celestial phoenixes! These are the most renowned existences among true spirits. I shall gladly accept your true blood."

As soon as he finished speaking, the dark dagger hovering nearby flashed faintly twice.

The Long Family's Old Ancestor's expression changed drastically. His figure suddenly shot backward, and several treasures in front of him simultaneously hummed loudly, erupting into dazzling halos that instantly enveloped his half-dragon body.

A tearing sound suddenly erupted!

The entire halo suddenly caved inward significantly, followed by intense shaking and continuous booming sounds from within. It was as if an invisible force had violently struck it.

After the few treasures within the halo flashed wildly a few times, they all burst into clusters of spiritual light. Only the jade seal and the fist-sized golden ring remained, emitting astonishing spiritual light, clearly struggling to hold on.

The Long Family's Old Ancestor's face turned ashen. Without hesitation, his hands rapidly formed incantation gestures, then he opened his mouth, and two streams of white mist shot out, instantly merging into the two remaining treasures.

The light radiating from them suddenly surged, finally stabilizing once more.

On the other side, at the hazy white hole, a muffled sound was heard. A black thread flashed and disappeared into it, causing the hole to ripple and then inexplicably split open from the middle.

Almost simultaneously, a cry of shock and anger came from another part of the void, dozens of yards away, and a terrifying fluctuation erupted.

The vanished black thread suddenly shot out from the void, followed by a large cluster of five-colored flames that flickered wildly into existence.

Within the massive flames was a slender figure with giant fiery wings extended behind her back – none other than the Feathered Maiden in her five-colored armor.

However, at this moment, her gaze towards the black-robed youth was filled with terror. One side of her shoulder was empty; an arm had inexplicably vanished.

That black thread had not only shattered the spatial secret art the maiden had employed but had also, with incredible divine power, attempted to slice her body, which was hiding in the void, into two.

If she hadn't, in a moment of desperation, cleverly used a 'substitute' technique at the crucial moment, forcibly sacrificing an arm, she might have perished just like Saintess Qianqiu.

This made the Feathered Maiden quickly glance at the Long Family's Old Ancestor beside her.

She saw that his face was extremely pale. Although his expression remained somewhat calm, deep within his eyes flickered profound fear.

The Feathered Maiden's heart sank, and she couldn't help but feel a touch of despair.

At this moment, the black-robed youth in the air, seeing that his previous attacks had been ineffective, was somewhat surprised. But he immediately let out a disdainful sneer, raised a hand, and grasped the dark dagger.

The Long Family's Old Ancestor and the Feathered Maiden, looking from afar, saw this sight and their expressions instantly turned extremely grim.

It was clear that the Demon Saint Ancestor's next strike would not be as casual as the previous ones, and their chances of withstanding it were slim.

Just as the two were trembling with fear, a sinister smile appeared on the black-robed youth's lips. He flicked his wrist, holding the dagger upright...

Instantly, ancient silver script appeared on the dagger's surface. After a slight tremor, a black beam of light shot from its tip, soaring into the sky and vanishing in a flash.

The next moment, a thunderclap sounded in the clear sky!

The clear blue sky directly above the pond suddenly erupted with strong winds, and then a vast, dark hole appeared out of nowhere in the void.

After a chilling, bone-piercing gust of wind blew past, streams of dark demonic energy surged out from the hole as if alive. Then, upon coalescing, they directly transformed into hundreds of large, bucket-sized black runes.

Without hesitation, the black-robed youth pointed a finger back towards the sky.

The black runes spun rapidly, then, as if drawn by some force, transformed into black meteors, plummeting from the sky and instantly vanishing into the black dagger.

The dagger, originally only half a foot long, hummed loudly after absorbing these black runes. With the silver script flowing on its surface, it swelled rapidly with a flicker.

In the blink of an eye, the dagger, enveloped in black demonic light, transformed into a black greatsword, roughly ten feet long!

The black-robed youth, holding the greatsword's hilt with one hand, coldly glanced at the Long Family's Old Ancestor and the Feathered Maiden, then suddenly uttered the word "Sever!"

The greatsword trembled and then slashed downwards into the void, and a crescent-shaped dark light, dozens of feet long, suddenly swept out.

The Long Family's Old Ancestor and the Feathered Maiden's expressions hardened. Just as they were about to rally all their magic power for a combined effort, they saw the direction the dark light was heading and their faces immediately became extremely strange.

The black dark light did not, in fact, target them. Instead, it abruptly changed direction mid-path and swept towards one side.

Its target was precisely the black demonic flame that had just enveloped Han Li.

Since enveloping Han Li, that demonic flame had emitted no further sound, nor had its intensity diminished in the slightest. Even after the black-robed youth created such a grand display, it showed no signs of attacking.

After making the slash, the black-robed youth calmly spoke:

"Did you truly believe that mere concealment techniques could deceive my senses? It seems among those who dared to trespass here, your divine abilities are the greatest. So, I shall send you on your way first."

As soon as he finished speaking, the previously ordinary black crescent suddenly twisted, and with a flash of demonic light, instantly transformed into countless slender black threads.

There were thousands upon thousands of them. As soon as they spread out, they blurred and vanished into the void.

The next moment, the void around the black demonic flame rippled. Dense black threads silently materialized, intertwining and flashing to form a giant black net, which immediately contracted and shrank with lightning speed.

"Seal!"

Han Li's deep voice erupted from within the demonic flame. Then, a cluster of purple light flew out from it, spinning rapidly to form a large, bucket-sized character for "Seal," which then burst apart on its own.

After a strange fluctuation swept outwards, the air near the demonic flame instantly solidified. The rapidly shrinking black net also rippled, revealing some openings, but with a flash of black light, it immediately returned to its original state.

However, it was this brief delay that, after a clap of thunder, a faint green and white light thread shot out from that tiny flaw. With another flicker, it appeared in the void between the Long Family's Old Ancestor and the Feathered Maiden.

Golden arcs crackled around his body, a pair of green and white lightning wings roared behind him, and his eyes, filled with gravity, were fixed on the black-robed youth. It was Han Li!