Attaining Immortality, Starting From Slaying Demons
Chapter 896 - 608 The Ten Thousand Demon Hall is Mine

Chapter 896: Chapter 608 The Ten Thousand Demon Hall is Mine

Rustle, rustle—

Between the white clouds and azure sky, a petite figure stood suspended, her black robe fluttering with the sound of the wind, adorned with dark gold magic patterns like clouds and dragons, adding a touch of extravagance to her air.

She looked down quietly.

Below on the land and waters, a robust beast was desperately fleeing. It resembled a qilin but lacked any auspicious aura. Its body was ink-black, covered in long feathers, and as it sprinted, it seemed as though it was riding clouds and mist—a Disaster Qilin.

At this moment, the Disaster Qilin was already covered in wounds, and its breath was weak to the extreme, clearly on the brink of death.

"Heh! Heh!"

It gasped for air, looking frantically up at the figure in the sky who was relentlessly pursuing it.

Wasn’t it said that the Ten Thousand Demon Hall had a habit of recruiting demons? Yet this person had just appeared and started attacking without saying a word from beginning to end!

And clearly, the other party possessed Heavenly Realm Cultivation. Even if it used the Black Cloud Divine Skill, it still couldn’t escape.

"I am willing... I am willing to join the Ten..."

Upon realizing that the petite figure in the sky suddenly vanished from where she was, under that terrifying oppressive force, the pupils of the Disaster Qilin constricted. No longer caring about Northern Hong’s dignity, its mind was consumed only with the thought of survival.

Before it could finish speaking, its eyes had already spotted a delicate little hand, seemingly passing through nothingness, heading straight for its forehead.

The palm of that hand, like that of a childish hand, was imbued with boundless might, as if the heavens and earth were caving in on it!

The Disaster Qilin’s breathing halted suddenly, even its heart stopped beating, unable to muster any will to resist. Its ferocious expression froze, and its pupils gradually dulled.

The other party didn’t intend to subdue it—she really wanted to kill it!

The next moment, a rumbling sound rang out beside the Disaster Qilin’s ears, followed by complete deafness. It was as if thunder had exploded within its skull, and its vision was suddenly filled with a withered, aged palm blocking the tender little hand.

The old man stooped over, casually flicking his hand as if swatting away a fly.

With the flick of his wrist, the land and waters around them seemed to be pushed outwards, a powerful demonic force surged forth, bursting open right in front of that delicate palm!

Boom!

The dark gold magic patterns trembled, and the entire black sleeve waved up. An Yi was violently sent flying backward, returning to the sky, crossing thousands of yards before she managed to steady her form.

She took a moment to adjust her breath and watched silently the figure that had just appeared below. Meanwhile, a hoarse voice echoed in her ears.

"This palm will not take your life, just a slight punishment."

Yue Gonggui slowly stood upright, retracting his hand, and glancing toward the petite figure in the sky, "You can now try calling for your disciples; I will give you the duration of a stick of incense."

Catching more in an interrogation is always better than just one, enabling cross-referencing testimonies.

Seeing this disciple of the Ten Thousand Demon Hall, Yue Gonggui’s mind, which had been somewhat wary, was completely put at ease.

The dark gold robe certainly had the effect of concealing one’s breath, but it couldn’t escape the eyes of the Late Stage of Heavenly Realm great demon like him. Of course, this disciple of the Ten Thousand Demon Hall most likely had other Breath Concealment Techniques at her disposal. Combined, these truly made her somewhat difficult to discern clearly.

However, breath could deceive, but action would betray one’s true capability.

Even more so for Yue Gonggui, the Great Elder who guarded the Huolin Clan, with his vast experience.

The exchange just now had given him a fairly accurate gauge of An Yi’s strength.

Although it was close, it was not yet at the Mid Stage of Heavenly Realm.

For ordinary cultivators, reaching that level was untouchable, like the roof of the sky; but in comparison to the style of action of the Ten Thousand Demon Hall, this power was somewhat lacking, far from enough to swallow the Western Dragon Palace whole.

"..."

As he watched one after another figure shrouded in black clouds emerge from within the waters.

An Yi quickly averted her gaze, without the slightest hesitation, turned, and fled into the distance.

"Tsk."

Seeing this, Yue Gonggui let out a scoff but made no further move.

Just as An Yi’s figure melded into the mist, it was as if she hit a barrier. Her small body suddenly flew backward, looking up ahead.

The previously clear sky curtain now suddenly started to shimmer.

One by one, stars appeared in the daylight, fourteen in total, interconnected by lines, drawing a huge peach blossom across the sky.

An Yi stood at the center of the blossom, as if enveloped by a giant imprisonment. Her already diminutive figure seemed even more insignificant, almost pitiful.

"Hiss."

The various Sect Masters landed on the solid ground, and had it not been for the Great Formation ferociously drawing energy from them, they would have found it difficult to imagine that mere Earth Realm Cultivators could confine a true Heavenly Realm expert.

Was this the foundation of Northern Hong?

Just by showing a hint through their fingertips, they possessed a treasure that could change the status quo of Western Hong.

Let alone the Infinite Dao Emperor Sect— even the slightly less powerful Yue Family, with a minor effort, could make the entire Western Hong tremble with fear, yet the Ten Thousand Demon Hall seemed like a little girl that could be easily handled.

Thinking back now, these people who looked down on themselves and others, it was probably not arrogance, but truly a different perspective...

"Steady your minds and stop your wild thoughts."

Xue Yan’s light laughter transmitted from within the Spirit Jade, clearly intrigued by the shock these Western Hong bumpkins were experiencing.

"Alright, Elder Yue, let’s end the formation."

Capturing more was of course preferable, but judging from the look of this Ten Thousand Demon Hall disciple, if she could really call for reinforcements, she wouldn’t have turned to flee.

At that moment, Xue Yan’s voice suddenly became serious.

Different instructions came out from within the Spirit Jade of each Sect Master.

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