My Informative Cultivation Life

However, it didn't lead everyone to despair. The moment the Great Sage Mu Yuan was injured, another arm reached out, striking the body of the Ancient Demon and sending it flying on the spot.

The black fog surged, and the Ancient Demon fell to the ground nonchalantly. Facing the sweeping Dao Principles that covered the sky, he suddenly disappeared from the spot, turned into black fog, and drifted among the crowd.

"Not good, watch out for a sneak attack!" Demon Lord Huntuo bellowed.

The black mist fluttered, and within this Boundless Continent, there were black clouds everywhere, resembling ribbons entwining through the air.

Silently, a dark shadow coalesced behind Demon Lord Huntuo, raising that terrifying Demonic Palm.

"Huntuo, he's behind you!" Old Man Wanjie shouted.

Demon Lord Huntuo manifested the charm of the Great Dao, gathering endless Dao Principles. Although he didn't turn around, behind his back, mysterious black threads webbed together — tangible substances formed from the laws of the Great Dao, the most terrifying force of the Origin Principle, intersecting to form a black shield.

"Bang!"

But even so, he was still overturned by the Demonic Palm, and his Demon Body exploded instantly. When it reconstituted, his appearance was even more frightful and wretched.

Striking as fast as lightning, simple yet direct, the Ancient Demon was truly demonic in nature, grievously wounding two Red Dust Immortals right from the start, sending chills down everyone's spine.

"This Lao Liu, being so formidable, still resorts to sneak attacks!" Yang Ji muttered indignantly to himself, also shocked. The Formation cohesion of the Heavenly Demon Clan was, indeed, too exquisite. Who could stand against the Ancient Demon born from the fusion of eleven Demon Lords?

Even Buddha-Demons would be dismayed!

Whoosh!

Next instant, the Ancient Demon turned into a black light, like a wild gust sweeping in, rushing towards the six Red Dust Immortals standing side by side.

Boom!

The likes of the Great Sage Mu Yuan did not retreat. Instead, they all unleashed their strongest Immortal Techniques, and brilliant light instantly engulfed the heavens and the earth.

The thunderous roar shook the universe!

The six Red Dust Immortals staggered back nine steps, blood trickling from the corners of their mouths. After a hard clash, they were all injured.

Meanwhile, the Ancient Demon only stepped back three paces.

The onlookers felt a mix of hope and fear. This Ancient Demon seemed not unbeatable, but he was exceedingly terrifying nonetheless. It was likely that vanquishing him would come at a great cost.

"Finish him!"

The six Red Dust Immortals each unleashed their Immortal Techniques, striking the Ancient Demon from all around. He could not dodge; he had to truly bear and withstand the attack.

"Bang!"

The Ancient Demon was sent flying by the combined force of the crowd's joint attack.

Everyone was heartened; the Ancient Demon was not invincible. United, they could indeed gravely wound him.

"Although he is very powerful, in the end, he is a fusion and cannot harness the full strength of all the Demon Lords!"

Great Sage Mu Yuan had just suffered a great loss, and though his arm had now regenerated, the bloodstains on his body recorded how close he'd been to danger.

A dull roar echoed. The Ancient Demon stood up straight again, his eyes flickering with a chilling cold light that intimidated the onlookers. He pressed on towards the crowd once more.

"Kill!"

The six Red Dust Immortals charged together. This was no longer a time for discussing Dao or sparring. It was a true life-and-death struggle. As long as they could gradually wear down this Ancient Demon, the Heavenly Demon Sect would be utterly defeated.

But this time, the Ancient Demon seemed to have become much stronger. The black fog billowed as he reached out a huge Demonic Palm, with black lines running between the fingers weaving a demonic net, enveloping the crowd.

Everyone was shocked!

The seemingly ordinary black lines represented the orders of eleven Dao Principles, they were the utmost Dao unwrapped by eleven Demon Lords, the essence of the demonic origin.

That enormous Demonic Palm, interwoven with the eleven Dao Principles, actually enveloped everyone within, reaching down from the sky with a grasping motion, leaving no one with any chance to escape.

Boom!

Its momentum was overwhelming; the Ancient Demon General covered everyone with his giant hand, with black lines crisscrossing, playing a symphony of death.

Overbearing and piercingly sharp, nothing could withstand it.

Thump, thump, thump!

The six Red Dust Immortals, as if struck by lightning, all vomited blood, struggling within the black hand.

At this moment, they all turned pale, fully realizing the power of this Ancient Demon, and they had underestimated the Formations of the Heavenly Demon.

A sense of powerlessness arose in their hearts, a feeling they hadn't experienced in countless tens of thousands of years; its resurgence now spoke volumes about the severity of the situation.

What was suppressing them was the pressure of the Dao's Origin, the erosion of demonic power, a might that should not exist within an Immortal Body!

Underneath that black hand, the six Red Dust Immortals continuously vomited blood, exerting various Immortal Techniques, and finally, with great difficulty, they managed to hold on.

"Gentlemen, the situation is grim, retreat!"

The Wanjie Elder's deep voice issued, and the six Red Dust Immortals all vibrated the Dao Technique, battling with all their might, hoping to shake off the suppression of the Demonic Palm.

Fine threads of the Laws surfaced on the bodies of the six Red Dust Immortals, various Great Dao imprints converged together, forming a golden long spear, which then fiercely thrust at the Demonic Palm.

Boom!

The violent clash caused the six Red Dust Immortals to tremble, their divine lights brilliantly shining, instantly breaking through the Demonic Palm, freeing themselves from its grip.

That Demonic Palm, pierced through, fell apart and turned into a black mist, dissipating quickly.

The one-armed Ancient Demon staggered backwards, but quickly condensed out once more.

"If we don't leave now, when will we?"

The Wanjie Elder sensed the crisis, unwilling to continue entanglement, promptly extracted himself and, tearing through space, ethereally departed.

"We should leave too!" Mu Yuan, the Great Sage, exchanged a glance with Demon Buddha and Demon Lord Huntuo, and they too tore through space to float away.

The remaining two Red Dust Immortals also didn't linger any longer, almost in the same instant, they tore through space and left.

The Ancient Demon watched this scene coldly, unusually refraining from pursuit.

"The demons have also begun to retreat."

Yang Ji's eyes turned towards various places inside the Heavenly Demon Sect, where millions upon millions of demons began to leave, scattering in flight.

"The six Red Dust Immortals joined forces, yet they still could not gain the upper hand, the foundation of the Heavenly Demon Sect is indeed too strong."

Watching this unfold, Yang Ji knew that the tide of this assault had turned, yet it had also revealed some of the depth of the Heavenly Demon Sect's resources.

Though the gains were slight, he also took the opportunity to acquire what he wanted, counting it as a major harvest.

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