Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons
Chapter 833 - 583 Treacherous Situation

Chapter 833: Chapter 583 Treacherous Situation

"Roar!!"

A deafening roar swept across the mountains and seas, sending the azure waves crashing violently against a tall mountain.

Amidst the mountain, Cultivators scattered in panic. Although some Cultivators’ features were twisted in distress, they still forced themselves to remain calm, operating the Great Formation in the hope of withstanding the onslaught.

But many more Cultivators took out their escape Precious Tools, which they had exchanged for at great cost, trying to clutch at their last thread of life amid this demonic calamity. Even if they were the Stewards or Elders of this Sect, respected by thousands on ordinary days and with their entire families settled here,

under the terrifying shock of a Unity Realm Stage Great Demon, all these things were instinctively cast aside.

However...where was there ever a chance of survival, let alone a hold on it.

The turbid waves effortlessly shattered the Great Formation among the mountains, and the Cultivators who had been maintaining it were all blasted away, their mouths and noses filled with sweet, metallic blood plasma, their breaths becoming faint in the blink of an eye, their lives hanging by a thread.

Without the protection of the Great Formation, those who rode their Precious Tools into the sky were overturned by the sonic waves emitted by the Demon, and with a series of crackling sounds, those priceless Precious Tools shattered one after the other!

With just a single roar, this power—a vassal force with a considerable reputation in Southern Hong and backed by the South Hong Seven Sons—was nearly eradicated.

This was the unity Realm Stage Great Demon’s overwhelming slaughter of ordinary beings.

"Thrilling! Thrilling!"

The Great Demon, just several meters long, with a leopard-like appearance but three heads, laughed unrestrainedly, "Good medicine! All into my stomach!"

If this had been in Western Hong, where each of these forces had an Immortal Sect backing them, with complex interconnections, perhaps before it could devour all beings here, those old creatures would have arrived on their flying swords, leaving it no room to indulge.

It had initially felt that the Western Dragon Palace’s treatment was too much to bear, for without any reason, it had been driven to this desolate land where birds refused to shit.

Who would have thought that this was not a Desolate Land at all, but rather a Big Medicine Garden, untapped for years and brimming with fragrant human medicines, and without a single guardian!

The Leopard Demon looked around and remembered that there were over a thousand similar forces, not including those Loose Cultivators and uncharted wilds, and suddenly felt a drool-worthy temptation.

It wasn’t the only one banished to Southern Hong this time; action must be quick, or else others might snatch the spoils.

With this thought, it no longer hesitated, leaping into the sky, and with a casual look, its three enormous mouths opened wide. Accompanied by a whooshing sound, within a hundred miles, a putrid, fierce wind raged, sweeping along the mountains and seas, and causing the bodies of the many beings to be wrapped up and delivered into its mouth.

"..."

Amidst the cries and howls that filled the skies, the Sect Master of this sect staggered to the mountain peak, not lifting a hand in resistance, for merely resisting that sucking force had already drained all his energy.

He used his last bit of strength to kneel, raising his palms above his head, his hands clutching a small, exquisite decree.

On the decree was a pattern of a curved moon.

The old man kowtowed fiercely, his hoarse voice of despair echoing across the mountain peak, "Qing Yue, protect us! Dispel the demonic evils!"

At those words, the Leopard Demon clearly paused, using the eyes on its two side heads to scan its surroundings, and its devouring momentarily stopped.

The old man’s voice was quickly swept away by the fierce winds, just like the moonlight emanating from the decree, barely drifting out before dissipating under the crimson demonic power.

In front of a Unity Realm Stage Great Demon, the decree crafted by an Elder of White Jade Capital was so frail and even seemed a little pathetic.

"Chi hahaha—"

After a short moment of shock, the Leopard Demon let out a terrifying laugh from its throat, "You Southern Barbarians are quite amusing."

"..."

The old man slightly lifted his head, his pale hair fluttering, watching the moonlight shatter at his fingertips, the last glint of light in his eyes fading, his expression growing ever more withered.

He had no intention to blame the Seven Immortal Sects.

Although the South Hong Seven Sons seemed somewhat recluse in recent years, they indeed had been sheltering them under the watchful eyes of the Southern Dragon Palace.

But this mighty tree had already decayed, fallen to a level where it could barely keep itself safe, let alone its roots.

Southern Hong was doomed—

Just then, as he watched countless disciples from his sect being swept into that gaping maw, the old man too could not withstand the sucking force, his figure being lifted unwillingly, his eyes suddenly widening slightly.

His gaze was suddenly occupied by a dark shadow.

Between the desolate azure sky, a fuzzy arm slowly emerged, so impactful, and then a rough hand opened and closed, grabbing the Leopard Demon in one swoop.

Under the overwhelming force, the laughter of the Leopard Demon abruptly ended, turning into a sharp howl!

"Old Ape! These are the Precious Medicines extracted by me! Do you really have the face to come and rob them?"

"Let me go quickly!"

As the stupendous force grew more terrifying, the Leopard Demon’s three heads simultaneously bit at that palm, tearing off all the flesh until only white bones were exposed.

But as it chewed, it found that the taste in its mouth was peculiar.

And the palm of bone and flesh seemed not to feel pain; it didn’t loosen its grip but instead cruelly tightened further.

"Brother Ape! You can have these Precious Medicines, I’ll go look elsewhere...just look around a bit more..."

Faced with this abnormal scene, a chill crept into the Leopard Demon’s heart. Its Cultivation was already lower than the other’s, and now it instinctively began to shrink back.

Responding to it was a disdainful sneer from the depths of the heavens, "Tsk."

The moment that sneer hit the Leopard Demon’s ears, it realized that the Old Ape clearly looked down on these Cultivators and wanted to take advantage of the chaos to greedily consume it.