diskusbooks Chapter 403 Slaying the Dharma Protector
Chapter 403 Slaying the Dharma Protector
"That's it?" Xu Nian's lips curled up slightly, revealing a contemptuous smile, and then she spoke in an extremely calm tone, as if everything that was happening before her eyes was nothing more than a trivial trick.
As he spoke, he slowly extended a slender finger and casually flicked it forward. In an instant, a dazzling golden light flashed out, like a brilliant shooting star streaking across the night sky.
The originally menacing, aggressive pillar of blood-red light shattered instantly upon contact with the golden light, like fragile glass, turning into countless tiny specks of light that scattered brilliantly in the air like fireworks before gradually disappearing.
"What?!" Upon seeing this scene, Xuan Tian Dao Ren, who had been standing not far away, couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
His eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief, and his heart was in turmoil.
It should be noted that this blood sacrifice array was meticulously set up by him with a great deal of effort and time, and its power was extremely strong.
However, at this moment, it was so easily broken by the mysterious man in front of him, without even the slightest power to resist.
"Pathetic." Xu Nian shook her head slightly, a hint of disappointment on her face.
After saying this, he slowly withdrew his outstretched finger, his movements elegant and composed, as if he had just done something perfectly ordinary.
At this moment, the Wanmo Sect disciples gathered around stared at Xu Nian in disbelief, their eyes filled with awe and fear.
In their eyes, Xu Nian was like a god descended to earth, possessing terrifying strength beyond imagination.
This force made them feel deeply desperate and helpless.
Fear, like a terrible plague, quickly spread in the hearts of these disciples of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect.
Even the usually arrogant Xuan Tian Dao Ren was now as pale as paper, and his body trembled violently.
He simply couldn't accept the cruel reality that his prized blood sacrifice array was so easily defeated, utterly powerless against the enemy.
Just then, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted, "Run!" This shout was like a fuse that was lit, instantly igniting the last line of defense in the hearts of all the Wanmo Sect disciples.
So they all turned around in panic and fled in all directions. Some ran wildly to the east, while others fled desperately to the west. The scene was extremely chaotic.
"Trying to escape?" Xu Nian's lips curled into a disdainful sneer. In an instant, a dazzling golden light flashed in his deep eyes. This golden light streaked across the dark night sky like lightning, so brilliant that no one dared to look directly at it.
Immediately afterwards, streams of energy shimmering with golden light shot out like meteors. They streaked across the sky at astonishing speed, heading straight for the fleeing disciples of the Myriad Demons Sect.
A series of muffled, short "thuds" rang out. The Wanmo Sect disciples didn't even have time to scream before they fell heavily to the ground like kites with broken strings, lifeless. In an instant, the once arrogant and domineering Wanmo Sect disciples were all reduced to cold corpses, lying haphazardly on the ground, utterly powerless.
Witnessing this horrific scene, Xuan Tian Daoist, standing not far away, was already deathly pale and trembling uncontrollably. His eyes widened in terror as he stared at the sight before him, his heart filled with despair and fear. Without the slightest hesitation, Xuan Tian Daoist turned around, desperately trying to escape this horrible place.
However, how could Xu Nian let him off so easily? Xu Nian snorted coldly, "Trying to leave? Too late!" Before he finished speaking, his figure flashed away like a ghost, and the next moment he suddenly appeared in front of Xuan Tian Dao Ren.
Xu Nian raised his right hand and, without hesitation, unleashed a powerful palm strike. The palm wind howled past, creating a violent gust of air. With a deafening "BOOM!", Xuan Tian Dao Ren's body exploded instantly, like a sandbag struck by a heavy blow, turning into a cloud of blood mist that filled the air. In the blink of an eye, Xuan Tian Dao Ren had been smashed into a pile of minced meat, utterly dead, with no hope of survival whatsoever.
After dealing with Xuan Tian Dao Ren, Xu Nian calmly looked at his palm and said indifferently, "Fifth level of Dao essence, obtained." With that, he slowly extended his left hand and gently grasped Xuan Tian Dao Ren's corpse. Instantly, a mysterious energy ball radiating a rich golden light shot out from the mangled remains and landed precisely in Xu Nian's hand.
"Let's go," Xu Nian said softly, turning her head to look at Wu Qinghuan. Wu Qinghuan nodded slightly in response, then started walking, closely following behind Xu Nian.
In the blink of an eye, the two figures flickered like ghosts and vanished from their spot.
"Help me..." Suddenly, a weak, almost inaudible voice slowly rang out.
Following the sound, the two were surprised to find that a gloomy and terrifying dungeon had quietly appeared at the core of what should have been the blood sacrifice array.
The dungeon looked quite old, and a putrid smell permeated the air. Inside, dozens of cultivators dressed in identical robes were imprisoned.
These cultivators all looked listless and weak, as if they had suffered great torment and hardship.
Judging from their haggard faces and weak physical condition, they had been imprisoned here for quite some time.
"We are disciples of the Heavenly Fire Sect..." a disciple said weakly, his voice as faint as a candle flickering in the wind, as if it might be extinguished at any moment.
It seemed that they sensed the aura of immortal sects emanating from Xu Nian and Wu Qinghuan.
The crowd looked at each other with pleading eyes.
Upon hearing the words "Heavenly Fire Sect," Xu Nian couldn't help but frown slightly.
In the fragments of his memory deep within his mind, he vaguely remembered that the Heavenly Fire Sect seemed to be a celestial sect with a moderate level of strength.
"How did you end up like this, imprisoned here?" Xu Nian asked with a puzzled look.
"We...sigh! We were all captured by that wretched Ten Thousand Demons Sect..." the disciple replied, panting heavily, his words filled with endless resentment and helplessness.
"The Ten Thousand Demons Sect? Why did they capture you here?" Xu Nian pressed.
"They... those heartless bastards want to extract our life essence to use as evil materials for cultivating demonic arts..." At this point, the disciple was filled with grief and indignation, and tears welled up in his eyes.
Upon hearing this, a chilling glint flashed in Xu Nian's originally calm eyes, as if it could pierce through one's soul.
He snorted coldly, swung his right arm, and in an instant, a dazzling golden light streaked across the void like lightning.
With a deafening roar, the heavy, sturdy dungeon door shattered into countless fragments under the impact of the golden light, scattering in all directions.
"You are free," Xu Nian said calmly in a soft voice. Although her voice was not loud, it clearly reached everyone's ears.
"Thank you so much for saving our lives, senior! If it weren't for your help, we would all be dead today!" The disciples of the Heavenly Fire Sect knelt down and kowtowed to Xu Nian repeatedly to express their gratitude. They were all moved to tears and filled with gratitude.
"No need for formalities. Please rise." Xu Nian waved her hand slightly, signaling everyone to stand up.
Then, he turned to look at Wu Qinghuan beside him, and their eyes seemed to convey a certain tacit understanding.
Immediately afterwards, the two figures blurred and swiftly disappeared out of the dungeon like ghosts.
The disciples of Tianhuo Sect watched Xu Nian and Wu Qinghuan's figures gradually disappear into the distance, their eyes filled with endless awe.
In their hearts, Xu Nian and Wu Qinghuan at this moment were like gods descending to earth to save them from their suffering.
"South..." Xu Nian suddenly stopped, slowly closed his eyes, and focused on sensing the faint fluctuations emanating from the south. After a moment, he abruptly opened his eyes, a dazzling golden light flashing within them: "The sixth level of Dao essence is there." However, when he sensed the fluctuations again, his brows involuntarily furrowed slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "But the demonic energy there is also the most concentrated. This journey will likely involve an unprecedentedly fierce battle."
He slowly turned his head, his gaze falling on Wu Qinghuan's stunningly beautiful face. "Are you ready?" he asked softly, his voice seeming to travel through time.
Wu Qinghuan smiled slightly, her smile as captivating as a spring flower in full bloom. Her beautiful eyes shone with unwavering determination as she softly replied, "I've always been ready." These simple words revealed boundless confidence and courage.
Upon hearing Wu Qinghuan's answer, Xu Nian nodded. Then, his figure flashed, instantly transforming into a dazzling golden light, speeding southward like a meteor. His speed was so great that it was almost impossible to see his trail.
Seeing this, Wu Qinghuan was not to be outdone. She lightly touched the ground with her feet, and her delicate body soared into the air like a swallow, closely following the golden light that Xu Nian had transformed into. The two of them flew away into the distance at lightning speed, one after the other.
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Within the Ten Thousand Demons Sect, at the deepest part of the Demon Abyss, a thick stench of blood permeates the air. The surroundings are shrouded in darkness, resembling the entrance to hell. At the center of this darkness stands an enormous, blood-red altar. This altar is entirely crimson, as if cast in blood, giving off a chilling aura.
The altar was surrounded by a dense array of black flags. These flags fluttered in the wind, rustling loudly. Each flag was embroidered with various grotesque and terrifying demonic patterns, which seemed to twist and writhe, emanating a chilling aura of evil.
At this moment, in the very center of this blood-red altar, an old man dressed in a blood-red robe sat cross-legged. His face was deathly pale, and his deep-set eyes gleamed with an eerie red light. Although he appeared frail and thin, the powerful aura emanating from him was like a bottomless abyss, profound and unfathomable.
This old man is none other than the Second Protector of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect—the Blood Demon Ancestor! At the same time, he is also an unparalleled expert whose strength has reached the peak of the Dao Integration Realm.
Just then, the Blood Demon Ancestor, who had been keeping his eyes tightly closed, suddenly opened them without warning. A flash of scarlet light appeared in his eyes, as if it could pierce through all illusions.
"Here it comes," the Blood Demon Ancestor murmured to himself in a low voice. Then, he stretched out a withered hand, as dry as a tree branch, and waved it gently.
With his wave of his hand, a massive, pitch-black vortex appeared in the center of the altar. The vortex spun rapidly, emitting muffled roars that seemed to conceal some terrifying entity within.
Within that enormous vortex lay a bottomless black hole, emanating a terrifying aura that sent chills down one's spine and made one's heart tremble. This aura was like a ferocious beast baring its fangs, waiting for its prey to come to it willingly.
The Blood Demon Ancestor stood not far away, his scarlet eyes fixed on the vortex, a chilling smile playing on his lips. "Heh heh, just waiting for that foolish brat to jump into this trap himself." He was brimming with confidence in his scheme. He knew all too well that the fellow named Xu Nian possessed a special ability: the ability to sense the precise location of Dao essence.
Thus, the Blood Demon Ancestor meticulously planned everything. He cleverly integrated the incomparably precious sixth level of Dao essence into this mysterious secret realm, and secretly set up numerous ambushes here, just to wait for Xu Nian to take the bait.
"Hmph, what an overconfident brat." The Blood Demon Ancestor couldn't help but sneer, cursing inwardly, "He actually dares to oppose our mighty Ten Thousand Demons Sect, it's like throwing an egg against a rock. This time, I will make sure you die without a burial place!"
Meanwhile, in the far south, there lies a desolate, barren mountain range. The sky there is shrouded in billowing demonic energy, obscuring the sun and making the entire area appear eerie and terrifying. Without a doubt, this is the location of the sixth level of Dao essence that everyone has been searching for.
At this moment, Xu Nian and Wu Qinghuan stood side by side in mid-air, their eyes fixed on the thick, churning demonic energy below. A barely perceptible look of seriousness flashed in Xu Nian's eyes. He frowned and said in a deep voice, "Such dense demonic energy... It seems this place is definitely not a benevolent place."