Chapter 1513: Demon Demise (4k)

As Qin Sang activated the Linglong Pagoda, the mist at the edge of the stele space immediately stopped expanding.

The mist, like a tide, rolled back even faster than it had expanded, and it grew increasingly thin.

Some kind of change was brewing.

Inside the space, there were no obvious anomalies.

However, the demons were currently gathered in front of the Linglong Pagoda, and even through the golden barrier, they could sense the pagoda's transformation.

Those with acute spiritual senses stopped their attacks, an ominous premonition rising in their hearts, leaving them bewildered and uncertain.

The demons had all witnessed Qin Sang and Liu Li entering the barrier with the Buddhist Pagoda in hand.

They had various theories about the Buddhist Pagoda's function, but they wouldn't give up until the very last moment.

Even if Qin Sang became the master of the Linglong Pagoda, it was impossible for him to defeat so many experts with a single treasure. As long as they breached the golden barrier and forced their way into the pagoda, they would have a complete chance to reverse the situation and seize the ultimate treasure.

It seemed they had thought too simply...

The halo emanating from the Linglong Pagoda grew brighter and brighter. Though most of its light was obscured by the golden barrier, it still illuminated the surrounding mist in a dazzling array of colors, bathing the demons in a layer of iridescent light.

The demons felt a sense of unease and looked up at the jewel atop the Linglong Pagoda.

The iridescent light shimmered, and the halo emitted an unknown fluctuation outwards.

The sense of danger stemmed precisely from this fluctuation.

The fluctuation was invisible and formless, passing through the golden barrier, spreading out, and finally merging with the entire stele space.

The space itself showed no change, and outsiders remained oblivious, but the demons could clearly feel that the Linglong Pagoda had transformed!

At this moment, the Linglong Pagoda seemed to merge with the space, becoming one and indistinguishable.

The Linglong Pagoda *was* the stele space, and the stele space *was* within the Linglong Pagoda!

This sensation was too absurd; the demons found it incredible and suspected it was an illusion. Yet, looking around, they saw the same expression on everyone else's faces.

Simultaneously, the Linglong Pagoda's aura soared. The pagoda, not exceptionally tall, seemed to grow continuously in their eyes, becoming increasingly majestic, like a towering mountain demanding reverence.

"This is..."

Great Sage Tianpeng's eyes flashed with brilliant light, his face changing drastically. "Stop him quickly!"

The demons understood Great Sage Tianpeng's meaning and no longer dared to hold back. They unleashed their ultimate abilities, frantically attacking the golden barrier.

At that moment, both the golden light and the multicolored halo shattered, transforming the area in front of the Linglong Pagoda into a terrifying battlefield.

Great Sage Tianpeng released his Golden Roc again.

Bi Fang reactivated his Blood Flame Secret Art.

General Gui's true body stayed on the periphery, a thin black line extending from his brow, connecting him to his puppet.

The puppet looked exactly like another General Gui. Employing some unknown dark art, its entire body clung to the golden barrier, as if trying to merge with it.

Secret arts, divine abilities, magical artifacts, and hidden treasures, all emanating lights of various colors, converged, clashed, and erupted, then eerily vanished in unison, turning the vicinity into a zone of complete darkness.

Inside the darkness, the figures of the demons vanished, harboring terrible danger.

Assailed by the darkness, the golden barrier swayed precariously, yet it could not be breached in an instant.

However, the Linglong Pagoda would not wait for them. In a matter of moments, it transformed from a distant, unattainable mountain into the very 'sky,' covering all directions, suffocating the demons and instilling endless fear.

The change came too swiftly.

They had only managed to attack once, and already the situation had escalated to this point, leaving them staring at the Linglong Pagoda with utter horror.

Xiao Xiangzi had made various arrangements to prevent the demonic cultivators from realizing what was happening and escaping before the spirit formation erupted.

In truth, the spirit formation's activation wasn't slow; Xiao Xiangzi's notion of 'slow' was relative to himself and the demonic cultivators.

Finally, some demons could no longer endure it. They dared not gamble their lives on breaking through the barrier before the danger fully arrived.

One of them let out a roar, pulled back, and fled towards the valley exit without looking back.

This individual's actions prompted others, marking the beginning of a mass retreat.

In an instant, several figures vanished into the mist, and more and more people chose to abandon the fight.

Even though Great Sage Tianpeng was furious, cursing continuously, he couldn't reverse the situation and had no choice but to give up.

Before leaving, Great Sage Tianpeng's gaze was grim. He coldly stared at the Linglong Pagoda, having already memorized the appearances of Qin Sang and Liu Li.

Within the deep valley, the demons unleashed their various divine abilities, fleeing at extreme speed.

The fastest demon rushed out of the deep valley. Upon seeing the outside scene, its expression abruptly changed to one of utter terror.

They almost didn't recognize the stele space as it was now.

Above the space, iridescent light diffused, vaguely revealing a blurry ethereal image. Only upon careful inspection did they realize it was the shadow of a colossal pagoda.

The pagoda's immense size was unimaginable; it soared into the sky, with the entire stele space contained within it.

"So, it wasn't an illusion before!"

This thought simultaneously surfaced in the minds of the demons.

At the same time, they finally understood the Linglong Pagoda's true purpose: it was going to ensnare them all!

'Boom!''Boom!'

Two massive thuds followed in quick succession.

One came from behind; without needing to turn, they knew it was from the Linglong Pagoda.

A streak of iridescent light pierced through the mist, broke free from its chains, and shot towards the sky, quickly merging with the pagoda's shadow.

The other sound came from the left side of the deep valley.

That was where the Yong'an Pavilion stood, believed to be the core of the stele space, the grandest and most mysterious complex in the entire area.

All indications suggested that Yong'an Pavilion was where the master of the stele space cultivated, and thus the most likely place to find treasures.

From the moment they entered the stele space, the demons were drawn to Yong'an Pavilion.

Though they were all well-traveled and experienced, they were still awestruck by the sight of the pavilions, which resembled a celestial palace, and naturally chose to explore there first.

There were still demons remaining in Yong'an Pavilion now, but they would never escape.

This was because Xiao Xiangzi had focused his formations precisely on Yong'an Pavilion!

The original plan was to activate the spirit formation when the demonic cultivators entered Yong'an Pavilion.

It was indeed the core, but the core of a trap.

At that moment, the numerous pavilions lining the area came alive. They were part of the grand formation, and they began to compress inwards, their forms becoming indistinct.

The Linglong Pagoda activated the spirit formation, suppressing everything within.

Yong'an Pavilion bore the brunt of the suppression, but the entire space could not escape.

The demons felt as if they were bearing a massive mountain on their backs, finding it impossible to move an inch within the stele space.

At the edge of the stele space.

Several figures were fleeing outwards in a panic, each Nascent Soul Grandmaster, including Tong Lingyu, showing a rare mix of shock and urgency. These were the cultivators from Xuantian Palace.

After receiving Liu Li's warning, others had been doubtful and hesitant, but Tong Lingyu and Palace Master Jiang had overruled their objections.

Now, they could only feel fortunate.

It wasn't until they had burst out of the stele space that they dared to look back. Through the increasingly thin mist, they were stunned by the scene before them.

Within the stele space, mountains and rivers trembled.

Streaks of profound light shot skyward, with Yong'an Pavilion being the most conspicuous.

Above the sky, iridescent light erupted, spreading everywhere, and a Linglong Pagoda visibly expanded, descending upon the world with earth-shattering might.

Judging by its momentum, it appeared intent on suppressing the entire space!

Everyone held their breath, their faces blank with stupefaction.

"Where are Liu Li and the others?" Elder Mei quickly scanned their surroundings.

Palace Master Jiang's face was ashen.

They had only foreseen the danger after Liu Li's warning, so why were the Liu Li couple, who had first detected the danger, now nowhere to be found?

Tong Lingyu's delicate brows furrowed slightly as she searched the stele space.

At that moment, someone nearby discovered something, his expression subtly changed, and he raised a hand to point, shouting, "Look there!"

From the direction he pointed, streaks of escape light continuously shot out. One of them, a golden flash like an arrow, could only be Great Sage Tianpeng.

More and more escape lights burst forth.

All were renowned demons from the Northern Sea.

These demons, once awe-inspiring and famous throughout the region, now lost their dignity, each face etched with terror, no different from scurrying ants clinging to life.

Even a top expert like Great Sage Tianpeng lost his usual composure as he watched the colossal pagoda rapidly descend above him.

A long howl escaped him.

The Golden Roc circling Great Sage Tianpeng shattered, absorbed into the feathers on Great Sage Tianpeng's body, causing his speed to surge. He quickly outpaced everyone else.

Given the speed at which the Linglong Pagoda was descending, perhaps only a few of the fastest escapees had any hope of getting away.

The demons behind them, cursing their inferior escape techniques, were filled with despair.

Some demonic cultivators abandoned their physical bodies, attempting to use their Nascent Soul's teleportation ability. However, as soon as their Nascent Souls appeared, they felt an inexplicable impact, freezing them in place, their teleportation forcibly interrupted.

Seeing this, Tong Lingyu and the others exchanged glances. Without needing to confer, they knew what to do.

Xuantian Palace was in a precarious state, and this was a heaven-sent opportunity to eliminate their major enemies.

If they missed this chance, all their years of cultivation would be in vain. They immediately secretly conjured their magical artifacts, preparing themselves.

'Rumble!'

The space quaked violently; the Linglong Pagoda was now within arm's reach.

The shadow of the Linglong Pagoda enveloped all the demons.

Its base was almost touching their heads.

Great Sage Tianpeng's speed reached its peak, like a golden lightning bolt, tearing through the void with a thunderous roar.

"Attack!"

Tong Lingyu whispered, and the Xuantian Palace cultivators suddenly burst forth from the shadows.

A streak of emerald sword light slashed swiftly; the Azure Heaven Sword was unleashed!

Others' magical artifacts followed closely, most of them targeting the same person as Tong Lingyu.

Great Sage Tianpeng!

Great Sage Tianpeng's eyes instantly turned crimson.

"I will slaughter your entire sect!"

Great Sage Tianpeng roared like thunder, his gaze sharp as knives, shooting forth bone-deep hatred and killing intent.

Tong Lingyu sneered, unfazed by the threat, and showed no hesitation.

The Azure Heaven Sword shone brilliantly, its sword momentum astonishing, evolving its transformations to the extreme.

If it were only the Azure Heaven Sword, Great Sage Tianpeng might have had a glimmer of hope, but unfortunately, there were no 'ifs'.

The attacks from the others followed swiftly, blocking all of Great Sage Tianpeng's escape routes.

"You deserve to die!"

Great Sage Tianpeng's cry was utterly mournful. He, who should have reigned over the Northern Sea, was to die here ignominiously; how could he accept that?

His body trembled, vital blood burned, and countless feathers along with golden light flew out from him, resembling a blazing sun.

The Azure Heaven Sword's light was actually overshadowed.

Tong Lingyu's cultivation was slightly inferior, but she had no shortage of helpers by her side, and the other cultivators' attacks immediately pressed forward.

The magical artifacts of the Xuantian Palace cultivators also varied, but generally adhered to the path of profound ice.

The combined attacks of the group, like a vast, pale blue river of ice, surged forward to collide, quickly submerging the golden light.

Even a formidable being like Great Sage Tianpeng could not withstand a long-planned interception. He was forcibly beaten back, unable to advance an inch, his hope of escape completely severed!

Other demons, like Bi Fang, met the same fate as Great Sage Tianpeng.

Bi Fang used a self-mutilating secret art to escape. Having previously escaped Qin Sang's grasp, its speed was naturally not slow.

However, after defecting to Great Sage Tianpeng, it had to exert itself, and its actions had already been noted by Xuantian Palace.

Bi Fang's vision blurred as Palace Master Jiang's Ice Jade Cauldron smashed towards it. Engaged in a self-overdrafting secret art, it had no time to react. With a 'bang,' it was sent flying backward, leaving behind a desperate shriek.

While blocking the demons, Tong Lingyu and the others didn't forget to search for Qin Sang and Liu Li, but found nothing.

Suddenly, Tong Lingyu's expression shifted slightly. Her right hand subtly rose, and a hexagonal treasure mirror slid from her sleeve.

The mirror was only about half the size of a palm, with a circular, slightly convex surface in the center.

Tong Lingyu raised the mirror and shone it into the distance, surprisingly illuminating a figure from the void.

It was none other than Old Demon Hun!

In front of the Linglong Pagoda, after being severely injured by Qin Sang, Old Demon Hun felt a prickling sensation on his back, as if a thorn were embedded there.

He had made many enemies and feared being taken advantage of, so he had retreated to heal first, hoping to find an opportunity after suppressing his injuries. Unexpectedly, this misfortune turned into a blessing.

In his current condition, he would certainly not have been able to escape to this point if he hadn't retreated earlier.

He had intended to escape while Xuantian Palace besieged Great Sage Tianpeng, but unexpectedly, he was still discovered.

Tong Lingyu's expression subtly changed. Without hesitation, she redirected the Azure Heaven Sword, abandoning her original target and aiming it at Old Demon Hun.

Xuantian Palace was in a weakened state, and the fewer grand cultivators outside, the better. Moreover, Old Demon Hun was the main culprit behind the invasion of their sacred land.

Old Demon Hun's heart skipped a beat. He hastily raised his black bamboo staff and pointed it at the Azure Heaven Sword, unleashing a burst of demonic light.

A 'bang' resounded.

The emerald sword light pierced through the demonic light.

Old Demon Hun held his black bamboo staff, a cloud of black qi emerging on his wrinkled face. The staff vibrated, slipped from his hand, and transformed into a sky-reaching giant club, smashing down forcefully.

Meanwhile, his figure flickered repeatedly, preparing to seize the chance to escape.

However, Elder Mei had also received the warning long ago. She abandoned her own opponent to assist Tong Lingyu against Old Demon Hun.

'Crack, crack, crack...'

Ice crystals rapidly condensed, instantly forming a thick wall of ice in front of Old Demon Hun.

Other cultivators also attacked him from multiple sides.

Old Demon Hun, having lost his ghost spirit, finally experienced the taste of being at the end of his tether.

Amidst screams filled with despair and unwillingness, the Linglong Pagoda slammed down with a resounding crash!

The mist churned, like rising dust.

Old Demon Hun, Great Sage Tianpeng, and a host of other demons were all suppressed at the pagoda's base!

Tong Lingyu and the others kept a close eye on these major threats. To ensure complete certainty, it was inevitable that a few might slip through the net, but only a handful of demons managed to escape.

These demons dared not look back, fearing ambush by Xuantian Palace, and immediately fled into the turbulent currents. Among them was Old Demon Hun's eldest disciple.

He chose not to save his master, but to flee for his own life.

In the final moments before the Linglong Pagoda crashed down, Old Demon Hun's eyes became rigid, rapidly glazing over with a pallid hue.

Simultaneously, a dark shadow, strikingly similar in appearance to Old Demon Hun, suddenly appeared reflected in the eldest disciple's black pupils.

The eldest disciple's expression stiffened for a moment before quickly regaining its fluidity. He let out a cold laugh, "Thank you for your master's profound kindness, but this disciple fears he cannot accept it."

As he spoke, a tear formed in the corner of the eldest disciple's eye, as if a thin film peeled away, gathering into a teardrop. It was originally a wondrous treasure.

The teardrop was crystalline, containing a tiny figure sealed within, frantically striking the teardrop and issuing silent roars.

The eldest disciple showed a look of relief and, with a flick of his palm, put away the teardrop.