Chapter 341: Battle Death

"Kill!" Xue Feng, Lu Cheng, and Yan Jin, approaching from different directions, had all closed to within fifty miles of the city wall. The threads of true essence they released could now reach over the city wall, striking at the demon monarchs.

The Ironstone Beasts and Poisonous Insects possessed extraordinary bodies that the third-tier demon monarchs simply could not destroy. In a one-on-one fight, both the Ironstone Beasts and Poisonous Insects could easily kill a third-tier demon monarch.

However, the demon monarchs understood cooperation. Some excelled in domain attacks, some in restraints, some in close combat, and some were immune to potent poisons. Working together, they were fully capable of fighting the Poisonous Insects and Ironstone Beasts.

"Charge!" "If we break into the city, it will be a great victory!" These demon monarchs were full of fighting spirit, knowing that battling the Poisonous Insects and Ironstone Beasts inside the city would inevitably harm a great many mortals.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!!! Numerous true essence threads shot forth, fast as lightning and difficult to evade.

Bang. A wolf demon monarch battling an Ironstone Beast was struck by two threads of true essence. Its movement was affected, and the slash it delivered lost much of its power because its arm was torn by the true essence of a Marquis Godfiend.

The Ironstone Beast crashed through the weakened slash and clamped its jaws onto the wolf demon monarch's body. Crunch! It bit the demon monarch in half.

"These demons deserve to die," Yan Jin murmured as he remotely released threads of true essence. These threads couldn't directly kill enemies, but they could injure them! They disrupted the demon monarchs' movements and techniques, making it easier for the Poisonous Insects and Ironstone Beasts to kill them.

"These third-tier demon monarchs vary in strength," Xue Feng and Lu Cheng noted, both looking serious.

With the help of these Marquis Godfiends, the Ironstone Beasts and Poisonous Insects gained the upper hand. However, this only caused most of the demon monarchs to begin fleeing.

A small number of third-tier demon monarchs continued to defiantly charge towards the city.

As the siege intensified, a figure lurked in the void, none other than Old Ancestor Huang Yao.

Old Ancestor Huang Yao's domain isolated its aura, allowing it to carefully remain hidden as it watched the siege from afar.

"This city is guarded by Marquis Godfiends," Old Ancestor Huang Yao murmured, somewhat unimpressed. Its first strike was intended to kill a Regressor Godfiend.

"Hmm?" "Marquis Qingping, Xue Feng?" Old Ancestor Huang Yao's gaze swept over Lu Cheng, Yan Jin, and Xue Feng, who were releasing true essence threads, before finally settling on Xue Feng. "A fourth-tier demon monarch squad once fought Xue Feng; it's said he's already reached the Dharma Domain realm?"

"Very young, very promising. No matter. The next demon monarch siege will be in a month. Since this is my first strike in the human world, you'll do, Marquis Qingping Xue Feng!" Old Ancestor Huang Yao silently closed in with a whoosh.

Old Ancestor Huang Yao moved very quickly through the void, covering ten miles with a single flicker. After all, its cultivation realm was extremely high, significantly surpassing even An Haiwang, who was merely in the early stages of the Cavern Heaven realm.

In just a few flickers, it was already more than ten miles directly above Xue Feng.

Swish, swish, swish. Xue Feng released thousands of true essence threads, sweeping the surroundings.

"These human Marquis Godfiends have become increasingly cautious after repeated sneak attacks from fourth-tier demon monarch squads," Old Ancestor Huang Yao observed as it carefully closed in. "At ten miles high, true essence threads were scattered in all directions, densely covering areas twenty to thirty miles above and ten miles below. These true essence threads were constantly shifting without any discernible pattern."

"Even a brush against a true essence thread would expose me," Old Ancestor Huang Yao thought, cautiously approaching.

Although thousands of true essence threads swept above Xue Feng, they were spread out. At over ten miles away, the distance between two threads was considerable, and Old Ancestor Huang Yao was still confident it wouldn't be detected.

"The closer I get to him, the denser the true essence threads become. This distance is enough," Old Ancestor Huang Yao decided, then suddenly flickered and pounced down towards Xue Feng below.

The true essence threads Xue Feng released constantly swept the surroundings without any pattern to prevent sneak attacks, while some were used to deal with the demon monarchs.

Old Ancestor Huang Yao was swept by a true essence thread when it was six miles away, revealing its form.

"What?" Xue Feng looked up and saw a handsome man in yellow robes. The man had fair skin and cold eyes, and was diving straight down.

"A fifth-tier demon monarch?" Xue Feng shuddered. Without hesitation, he dropped downwards, while also swinging his sword upwards.

Swish, swish, swish. Wisps of wind-like sword shadows blew towards the yellow-robed man. This was 'Bone-Melting Style,' the strongest move he could unleash from the Fifteen Swords of Golden Wind.

"When I use 'Bone-Melting Style' with my Black Sand Demonic Body, it possesses the power of an ordinary Regressor. Even if he can block it, his speed will be affected," Xue Feng thought to himself. Then he saw the yellow-robed man descend at super-high speed. With a bang, his body's defensive domain, spanning dozens of feet, directly shattered the numerous sword shadows of 'Bone-Melting Style,' and in an instant, he was almost upon Xue Feng.

Xue Feng saw it clearly. The opponent wasn't relying on his physical body! It was a defensive domain spanning dozens of feet that annihilated 'Bone-Melting Style.' If he were to strike personally, what kind of power would that be?

Boom. Xue Feng shivered with dread. Without hesitation, he activated the bracelet on his wrist, a protective treasure bestowed by Yuanchu Mountain.

A green light enveloped Xue Feng, and his speed surged dramatically.

Swish, swish! He and the yellow-robed man successively drilled into the ground, one after another.

Underground detection was a universally acknowledged difficulty. As long as they were about a mile apart, enemies generally couldn't sense each other. On the surface, they could be seen even a hundred miles apart.

"What?" Lu Cheng and Yan Jin, positioned in different parts of Suofeng City, clearly saw that scene. The yellow-robed man dove at super-high speed! The sword strike Xue Feng unleashed was utterly useless, failing to slow the yellow-robed man. Finally, Xue Feng also unleashed a terrifying burst of power and escaped into the ground.

"His speed is too fast, far faster than an ordinary Regressor Godfiend," Lu Cheng and Yan Jin exclaimed, both anxious and alarmed.

Boom, boom, boom!!! Violent power erupted underground.

"He didn't escape; they're fighting underground," Lu Cheng and Yan Jin said, both looking towards the ground, clearly sensing terrifying fluctuations emanating from beneath.

The battle's fluctuations moved rapidly. In a single breath, they moved more than twenty miles underground.

In just five breaths, bang. Tens of miles outside the city, a green light burst out from the ground, followed closely by a yellow light. Accompanying the yellow light, a blade strike was unleashed from afar.

That blade strike carried endless desolation, its light transforming into a surging river that swept towards the green light.

"Cough, cough, cough." The green light dissipated as it hit the ground, and Xue Feng's face was ashen white.

"Yuanchu Mountain truly values you, to bestow such a protective treasure that allowed you to withstand seven of my blade strikes." After landing, the yellow-robed man was about to unleash another strike when he suddenly frowned, looking into the distance. A hundred miles away, a Godfiend aura erupted, revealing a lightning-like figure who was a young man.

"Marquis Dongning, Meng Chuan? Is he intentionally exposing his aura to lure me?" The yellow-robed man unleashed a blade strike without hesitation.

Meng Chuan was originally exploring underground, but he suddenly faintly sensed powerful aura fluctuations. The battle between Old Ancestor Huang Yao and Xue Feng, after he activated his life-saving item, was simply too loud—a clash at the Creation Realm threshold. He then quickly approached at his fastest speed.

When he arrived within a hundred miles, he saw Old Ancestor Huang Yao gravely wound Xue Feng with a single blade strike, and Xue Feng fell to the ground.

"What a terrifying blade strike; it feels even more fearsome than An Haiwang. I am no match for it," Meng Chuan thought, his heart burning with anxiety. He had no other choice but to intentionally unleash his Godfiend aura to attract the opponent's attention, hoping to buy some time.

The yellow-robed old ancestor did glance at Meng Chuan, but still unleashed that blade strike. The blade light, like the waters of the underworld river, surged forth. Even from a hundred miles away, the death aura it emitted made Meng Chuan's heart tremble.

As for Xue Feng, whose protective treasure's power was utterly depleted, facing the assault of the death aura at close range, his entire body went numb and his soul trembled, leaving him utterly powerless to resist.

"So many fellow disciples have died in battle; is it my turn now?" This thought surfaced in Xue Feng's mind.

Swept away by the blade light resembling a surging river, Xue Feng's body was instantly pulverized and dispersed into the swirling river of light.

Meng Chuan stared blankly at the scene. Having witnessed the deaths of so many Godfiends, his heart seemed to have grown numb. Yet, watching Xue Feng die, he still felt an endless grief swell within his chest.