Chapter 662: The Dormant Tian Yao

After personally touring this frontline, Li Yi realized just how perilous this place was—far off, a mountain range moved by the great power of the Demon God Realm teemed with countless large and small demonic beasts.

Even as Li Yi and Su Mu slowly retreated, over a dozen dangerous gazes continued to watch them.

If they dared step across the boundary, they would face a coordinated slaughter by a dozen Tian Yao.

Even though Li Yi was no weakling, he had no confidence to confront a dozen Tian Yao at once, let alone with a Great Demon standing guard—if a Great Demon equivalent to the Three Flowers Realm struck, even within the frontline, he could be killed by a distant blow.

"This place is indeed dangerous. Hard to imagine this is only one faction of the Tian Yue Demon King. If the Demon God Realm's top experts all came out together, that would be the true nightmare," Li Yi said.

"Such a scenario is impossible. The Demon God Realm's Demon Kings all despise each other and each holds their own territory. Unless the Demon God Realm is annihilated, they will never unite."

Su Mu said.

Clearly, she had been stationed here for some time and had gained some understanding of the Demon God Realm's situation.

In the Demon God Realm, status is determined by bloodline and strength.

This meant that while demonic beasts remained loyal to their leaders, none would submit to another. If the Demon God Realm could unite, this war wouldn't even need to be fought—they could just surrender outright.

Suddenly.

On their way back to the frontline, Li Yi abruptly stopped.

"What's wrong? Something happening?" Su Mu instantly went on alert.

"Maybe I imagined it, but just now I sensed a faint trace of demonic energy lingering here. But no demonic beasts should survive in this area—I find it strange."

Li Yi glanced around; surveillance devices floated everywhere, scanning every inch of ground nonstop. Any unusual life signature would trigger an immediate alert.

Yet the surveillance devices here were silent—indicating no life nearby.

Su Mu pressed: "Can you pinpoint the general direction? If you can, try a Shitan strike—better to avoid oversight."

Li Yi paused, then closed his eyes, carefully sensing the surrounding energy.

He wasn't a cultivator—he had no spiritual sense, no way to scan precisely—but he was still a Dao practitioner, acutely sensitive to abnormal energies in heaven and earth. Demonic energy was especially conspicuous, impossible to miss.

"The demonic energy is gone."

Yet as Li Yi focused on sensing the energies of heaven and earth, the earlier trace of demonic energy vanished completely.

This sudden disappearance made Li Yi instantly wary.

If he'd merely sensed faint demonic energy, it wouldn't be strange—battlefields often left behind fragments of weapons used by Great Demons or Tian Yao, which retained demonic energy for long periods. But this energy vanishing abruptly was clearly wrong.

At this thought.

Li Yi immediately opened his eyes and stared toward a direction to his right.

There, the ground was pitted and cracked, scarred beyond recognition—no life could survive such devastation.

Yet the direction of the demonic energy had been precisely there.

But the area was too vast; he couldn't yet pinpoint the exact location.

"If we can't find it, test it with a strike."

Li Yi stopped thinking further, extended his palm, channeled magic power, and cast the technique: "Turn the River!"

With a torrent of mighty magic power unleashed, the already shattered ground was instantly engulfed by overwhelming force—then the entire earth flipped upward, heaven and earth reversing.

Where the land had been, a mountain now rose; the former area left behind a chasm like a bottomless abyss.

Li Yi had assumed he'd been overthinking—no demonic beasts existed within the frontline.

But under this strike, the unexpected happened.

"Roar!"

A furious roar shattered rocks, releasing terrifying demonic power—a demonic creature with a tiger's head and human body emerged.

"A Tian Yao."

Su Mu's pupils shrank sharply: "A Tian Yao had lain hidden inside the frontline and we didn't notice? How is that possible?"

"My instincts were right—there was demonic energy. But I never expected it to be a Tian Yao. What's this thing doing hiding underground, infiltrating the frontline?" Li Yi frowned.

Su Mu thought quickly, then said: "It's likely trying to creep closer to the frontline, waiting for a chance to sneak into Earth. Its patience makes me suspect the Demon God Realm is plotting something."

"Li Yi, while the Tian Yao hasn't reacted yet, let's retreat. Don't fight here—this is too close to the Demon God Realm. Once we engage, they'll likely send reinforcements."

"Retreat? It's not that simple now," Li Yi's expression turned grim.

Suddenly.

The Tian Yao hidden underground vanished from its spot—a violent gale erupted across heaven and earth, and a blade-glyph, brimming with countless Dao traces, slashed toward Li Yi's position.

The attack was massive, brimming with murderous intent, chilling to the bone. Su Mu was stunned—though she was a Spirit God Realm cultivator, she was no match for a Tian Yao. Facing one meant fleeing, never fighting—otherwise, she'd die horribly.

"Die."

But Li Yi roared suddenly, his voice like rolling thunder, filling the entire sky.

Unafraid of the slashing blade-glyph, he clenched his fist and met it head-on—in an instant, his fist condensed into form, glowing with four radiant colors, Jizhi and brilliant.

As he punched forward.

A terrifying punch-light obliterated everything before him; the entire ground trembled violently.

Then the two attacks collided.

Li Yi had previously fought another Tian Yao—he knew their strength. He realized this punch would only match it evenly, insufficient to defeat the enemy. So after the punch, he clenched his other fist.

Fist tips intertwined, Dragon and Tiger power coiled.

"Human cultivator, how dare you ruin my plan? I'll kill you!"

The Tian Yao broke through the battle's residual waves, roared, and lunged forward—his great blade erupted with countless Dao traces, releasing vast demonic power.

!

But before his attack reached Li Yi, the second punch struck again.

"What?"

Sensing mortal danger, the Tian Yao gasped and instinctively raised his blade to defend.

Boom.

The punch-light struck his body with overwhelming force, forcibly driving the Tian Yao backward—his blade's Dao traces were instantly worn away, dimming to dullness.

Seeing his opponent weakened, Li Yi summoned golden auspicious clouds beneath his feet, surrounded by drifting mist.

Riding the clouds, he charged again at the Tian Yao.

With experience from their prior clash, Li Yi had improved significantly—he no longer fought passively but seized the initiative, responding with fierce attacks, denying the Tian Yao any chance to breathe.

Otherwise, if the enemy unleashed a barrage of lethal techniques, the danger would turn back on him.

"Damn it."

The Tian Yao felt crushed under Li Yi's pressure, enraged—he roared, shaking mountains and rivers, as if the sun and moon lost their color, leaving only terrifying tiger roars echoing through heaven and earth.

These roars carried terrifying demonic power—just one roar could shatter souls and split flesh.

Even Li Yi, struck by the roar, felt dizzy and his soul screamed in agony—but his soul was entwined with countless incense-belief forces; though the soul attack was fearsome, its damage to him was minimal.

But Su Mu was unlucky—she couldn't resist. She spat blood immediately, her aura collapsing instantly, unable to maintain flight, plummeting straight from the sky.

Seeing this, Li Yi immediately cast a technique, summoning a golden auspicious cloud to catch the falling Su Mu, then sent a surge of magic power to turn the cloud into golden light, escorting her away safely, shielding her from the Tian Yao's attacks so she wouldn't die by accident.

After Su Mu was sent off, Li Yi's Crimson Feather Purple Gold Armor erupted in waves of crimson light, shielding him from the tiger's roar.

Seizing this opening, he had no intention of prolonged struggle—he pulled out the Divine Wood Great Bow.

He drew the bow and nocked the arrow in one fluid motion.

An obsidian-gold arrow vanished instantly.

The Tian Yao caught this sight—his eyes widened in shock; clearly, he recognized this divine bow.

He instinctively tried to turn and flee—but before he could, the obsidian-gold arrow pierced his skull. The arrow carried a strange power capable of shattering a Great Demon's essence.

Thus, though the wound was small, his soul was already shattered—his life was already gone.

"Ahh!"

The Tian Yao screamed, feeling his demonic power draining, his life slipping away.

Even if he wanted one final desperate strike to take this human with the divine bow, he could no longer move—his eyes bulged, powerless, and he collapsed lifelessly.

With his life gone, the Tian Yao revealed his true form—a massive tiger, yet unlike ordinary tigers, its body was covered in purple scales, an unknown monstrous beast.

"This thing is truly the Tian Yao's bane—one arrow, one kill." Li Yi said nothing, immediately stowing the Tian Yao's corpse and its weapon into his Five Elements Bracelet.

But this scene was witnessed by demonic creatures on the Demon God Realm's frontline.

"That's Great Demon Feng Yu's divine bow."

"Shan Xiao is dead—killed by the divine bow."

"This man is the killer of the Demon King's daughter. We must reclaim the divine bow."

From the distant mountains, furious roars echoed like beasts howling.

Then, figures shot forward like streaks of light, ignoring the frontline's warnings, charging straight at Li Yi.

(End of Chapter)