At such a crucial moment, an urgent report suddenly arrived.
Could it be that Li Ye had finally run out of patience and was making his move?
But neither of them had sensed any spiritual energy fluctuations on the level of a Golden Core cultivator!
The two demon lords exchanged glances.
"Enter!"
"What happened?"
They questioned the subordinate who had rushed in, visibly flustered.
"Patriarch, Realman…"
The man quickly bowed, then hastily reported:
"Multiple regions have suddenly activated large-scale formations. Countless massive trees have risen skyward, intertwining with one another to form towering walls of wood. The formations' defensive strength is nearly at third-tier level!"
"These giant tree arrays have now surrounded us in an encirclement formation, cutting us off completely from the rear forces!"
"What?!"
A flash of killing intent lit up in Baigu Zhenren's eyes.
He appeared before the man in an instant and grabbed him by the neck.
"Didn't we already instruct everyone to dismantle and destroy anything suspicious as we advanced?
How could such a massive blockade formation suddenly appear out of nowhere?!"
"What kind of useless work have you all been doing?!"
Holding a sizable stash of near-third-tier Formation Breaker Talismans, Baigu Zhenren didn't fear the sealing formation itself.
Even if it could hold the army for a moment, as long as he and Feiyu Daoren joined forces and used the talismans, blasting open a retreat path would be no problem.
What truly enraged him was that despite their precautions and even preemptive destruction the enemy had still managed to trigger this trap completely unnoticed.
To him, this was nothing short of an utter humiliation.
Baigu Zhenren cultivated the sinister Whitebone Wraith Arts, and the spiritual power he generated brimmed with cold, malevolent energy.
As he released just a trace of it, the Foundation Establishment elder's neck immediately turned a sickly black-blue. Even his very soul was on the verge of being pulled out.
"Calm yourself, fellow Daoist Baigu!"
Feiyu Daoren suddenly acted, sending forth a misty beam of bloodlight that wrapped around the man.
"This is a loyal elder of my sect. We can't let him die by our own hands before he even sees the enemy!"
Baigu Zhenren glanced coldly at Feiyu, gave a snort, and let go.
He allowed the man to be drawn over to Feiyu's side by the bloodlight.
The floodlight swept past, drawing out the lingering traces of the sinister black-blue energy from the man's neck.
Feiyu Daoren frowned and questioned sternly:
"Where's the intel jade slip? Hand it over now!"
The elder, still trembling from his brush with death, quickly reached into his robes to retrieve the jade slip.
But at that moment, both Feiyu and Baigu's expressions changed.
In perfect sync, they stepped out from the command vessel and transformed into streaks of escaping light.
"Aoooh!"
A dragon's roar rang out.
Black waters surged, swirling with lightning-infused Yin energy, arcs of sinister thunder leaping through the air.
With a mighty roar, a flood of pitch-black water surged straight toward their command ship.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Everything in its path flying ships, and command vessels was shattered in an instant.
Countless demon cultivators were annihilated, and the surging river crashed right in front of their main vessel.
A shrill scream followed
.A white bone flag unfurled with a wave, and countless wailing souls surged forth.
In the center, a mock Golden Core soul led the charge, condensing into a giant soul shield that slammed into the lightning-filled black river.
Boom!
Water exploded. Thunder burst.
Even though it was only Yin-elemental water lightning, it still held natural suppression over spirit entities like wraiths and souls.
The moment the two forces clashed, they were locked in a tense standoff.
Baigu Zhenren's expression shifted slightly, but even as a thousand spirits shrieked, they barely managed to hold back the black river.
Crack!
Just then, as the black water appeared to be spent and on the verge of dispersing, a new burst of lightning flared from within!
From the inky waves, a bolt of thunder emerged pure cyan in color, like a mighty sacred tree, its power blazing with masculine intensity as it shot straight toward Baigu Zhenren himself!
One glance at this divine thunder was enough to see that its power was extraordinary even more restraining to Baigu Zhenren's methods than the black flood dragon's innate thunder techniques. It was, without question, extremely dangerous.
The skeletal war armor on his chest pulsed with ghostly light, the skull emblem flickering, preparing to fly out and shield him from the attack.
Whirr, whirr, whirr
A strange sucking, slurping sound echoed in the air.
In a flash of blood-red light, a vicious-looking flying dagger streaked through the sky, intercepting the divine wood thunderbolt head-on!
Lightning exploded.
The blood-colored dagger was sent hurtling backward.
The two forces had clashed evenly!
"Attack!!"
At that moment, angry cries rang out.
From the nearby mountains which had appeared unremarkable and devoid of life suddenly emerged waves of flying vessels, cultivators, and even spirit beasts, all neatly arrayed and charging in formation straight toward the demon army!
The black flood dragon's ambush had already thrown the demon forces into disarray and now, this surprise assault left them completely unprepared!
In the blink of an eye, a fierce battle erupted atop the once-quiet hills.
But Feiyu Daoren and Baigu Zhenren had no time to concern themselves with the melee below.
They simply looked up at the menacing black flood dragon before them… and at the tall, youthful man glowing with life force, like a graceful young immortal.
"Li Ye… You're quite capable after all. I truly underestimated you!"
Feiyu Daoren's face darkened.
The bloodlight of the flying dagger in his hand dimmed slightly, and faint cyan lightning still clung to its surface, suppressing the demonic artifact forged from the essence blood of countless living beings.
Just a single clash with that divine wood thunderbolt had already damaged its spiritual essence.
To see such a fearsome divine ability used by a cultivator who had only just broken through to the Golden Core stage was downright unbelievable!
But Baigu Zhenren, who had just narrowly avoided disaster, was cold and filled with murderous intent.
"So what if we're cut off from the rear for now? You've walked right into our hands once we kill you, this entire region of the Four Nations will fall to us!"
Li Ye looked at them calmly and smiled faintly.
"Since you're so confident you can kill me… then let's settle it with our own hands."
The method he used was simple.
During the battle at Purple Profound Sect, Baigu, and Feiyu had already revealed much of their demonic arts.
Li Ye now wielded both jia wood and yi wood divine thunder arts perfect counters to their techniques, leaving him completely unafraid.
What's more, his life-bound puppet had grown even stronger with his advancement to the Golden Core stage.
It was more than enough as a hidden ace to deal with unexpected developments.
As long as he cut off their connection to the rear and prevented any Golden Core demons from noticing and rushing in as reinforcements, even if there was a hidden Golden Core expert among the enemy, there couldn't be more than one.
With a third-tier black flood dragon and his puppet holding down two of them, he could then strike swiftly and eliminate them one by one, not a problem at all.
The only reason he hadn't acted earlier was to lure them deeper.
Rather than sending allied forces to fight a drawn-out battle, it was far better to directly eliminate the heads of the serpent.
Without Baigu and Feiyu, no matter how ferocious the demon horde was, it couldn't stop Golden Core cultivators from taking the field.
As for the few Golden Core demons still in this world, there were no more than two or three.
Given that they rarely emerged from their demonic lairs, most had likely only just begun adapting to the world's laws and still couldn't fight at full strength.
Once they were dealt with, everything else would be far easier!
This thought flashed through Li Ye's mind just as he finished speaking.
The black flood dragon beside him let out a deafening roar.
The horn on its head sparked with thunder, which surged across its entire body as it lunged straight at Baigu Zhenren.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
At the same time, the blue sky turned a shade greener.
One hundred and eight beams of Verdant Spirit Light shot into the air!
Some crackled with thunder, others danced with verdant flames.
They flew outward in formation, forming an intricate web of attacks that crisscrossed and converged on Feiyu Daoren.
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