Chapter 674: Xuan Yuezi Slays the Demons

At this moment, Xuan Yuezi's realm had reached the coveted Sanhua Juding and Wuqi Chaoyuan, a state where cultivators on Earth today had virtually no equals.

These great demons before her, though powerful, were utterly insignificant in her presence.

Her arrival meant the lopsided battle had finally begun to shift.

Li Yi, hidden within Tianyi Palace, now exhaled a long breath of relief—he was no longer in immediate danger and need not flee across realms again, yet out of caution, he still did not show himself.

He feared these great demons, lacking any sense of honor, might strike him again.

The five great demons now stared grimly at Xuan Yuezi, clearly sensing the immense aura radiating from this human woman—a power so overwhelming it made their hearts tremble.

The great demons exchanged glances, silently weighing whether to join forces and annihilate her.

"Who are you? You don't look like an Earthly evolved being. With such power, why involve yourself in this mess? I advise you to leave now, or today, the great demons of the Demon God Realm will surely surround and kill you here."

Great demon Yuan Cang suddenly roared, showing no fear despite Xuan Yuezi's presence.

"Are you also here to seize the Moonbow and the Black Gold Arrows? These are treasures of the Demon God Realm, unrelated to human cultivators—don't lose your life over them," Great Demon Lei Jiao coldly added.

"Just a woman, talking big—thinking she can fight five of us? She doesn't even regard us great demons as worthy opponents," Great Demon Chi Jia snarled in fury.

Xuan Yuezi's icy voice carried lethal intent: "You beasts, chattering endlessly—when you bullied the weak, you never hesitated. Since you won't move, I'll take the initiative."

She was no longer the same. Seeing the great demons hesitate, she had no patience to waste time.

Instantly, she clapped her palm through the air toward the five great demons.

With just one strike, the roar of dragon and tiger shook the heavens; the terrifying power of Long Hu surged forth, and in the blink of an eye, this immense force slashed across the sky like a galaxy, arriving instantly.

"What kind of power is this?" The five great demons' eyes widened in shock.

Even before the force struck, the earth and sky trembled; space itself twisted as if unable to bear its pressure, on the verge of shattering.

They trembled all over, and at this moment, they smelled death.

"Scatter!"

One great demon, in desperation, roared, shifted his body, and fled at top speed in one direction, refusing to directly resist Xuan Yuezi's Dragon-Tiger Technique—if struck, even he, a great demon, would die instantly.

Yuan Cang, Lei Jiao, Chi Jia, and the others said nothing—they fled at maximum speed.

Yet how easily could Xuan Yuezi's Dao art be undone?

Under the explosion of Long Hu power, space was sealed. Though the great demons moved swiftly, vanishing in an instant, their famed speed became a joke under sealed space.

They felt they had escaped far, yet remained within the attack's range.

"Damn it—space is warped! We can't escape!" Yuan Cang realized, roaring as he gripped his Purple Gold Mixed Iron Staff, unleashing all his demonic power and squeezing every Dao mark from his bloodline, then hurling everything he had at the Dragon-Tiger force.

He sought to cancel the attack; at the very least, he must survive.

BOOM!

The earth shook, the heavens wailed.

The Dragon-Tiger force instantly engulfed the five great demons; one of them screamed in agony, instantly reverted to its true form—a monstrous beast the size of a mountain.

Its scales shattered, flesh flew, bones and tendons snapped, then the force pierced its body and hurled it far away.

Not just this one—the other great demons, though using all their demonic power to shield themselves, had their protective aura shattered, their bodies severely wounded, spewing blood, and instantly defeated.

Yuan Cang, strongest among them, struck back with his staff—yet he watched in horror as his Purple Gold Mixed Iron Staff bent visibly, then his hands trembled, unable to hold it.

His thick arms shattered; his entire body, drenched in blood, flew backward.

With just one strike, three great demons fell.

Only Lei Jiao, lucky, transformed into lightning—his speed was extreme. Though space was sealed, he avoided the attack's core; though caught in the residual force, as a great demon, he could withstand it.

But when he looked back, his heart froze.

"H-how could this happen?" Lei Jiao stared in disbelief.

Yuan Cang was defeated; Chi Jia seemed dead—his body hurled far, motionless on the ground; the other two great demons were gravely wounded.

The power gap was too vast.

One could only wonder—was he facing a human woman, or a Demon God Realm demon king?

In truth, a cultivator at Sanhua Juding could indeed rival a demon king of this realm; it was natural that these great demons lost.

"Your great demons have stubborn lifespans—only one died from the Dragon-Tiger strike. Clearly, this immortal maiden still isn't skilled in killing. If Xiang Xiangzi had done this, you'd have no survivors."

Xuan Yuezi frowned, dissatisfied with her strike—she even doubted whether she'd just stabilized her realm and hadn't yet adapted to Sanhua's power.

Yuan Cang struggled to his feet, arms broken, drenched in blood, teeth gritted: "You dare kill our great demons? The Tianyue Demon King will hunt you down!"

"Great demons? I've killed plenty. What do I care about retribution?" Xuan Yuezi said coldly. "You're strong—had we fought, even a Erhua cultivator might not beat you. But unfortunately, you met me today."

The Sanhua realm was unique: the gap between Yihua and Erhua was small, but once Sanhua Juding was achieved, power surged exponentially—like earth versus sky.

Opening three flowers was extremely difficult, even in the Dao world.

Among the Seven Immortal Maidens of Tiandao Sect, only Xuan Yuezi had ever opened three flowers.

This was thanks to her crossing realms to Earth and gaining fortune—if not, in the late Dao era, she'd have become a withered corpse.

It was because of today's awakening.

Xuan Yuezi deeply felt Taiyi's grace; had Taiyi not saved her in the late Dao era and brought her across realms, she'd have long turned to dust—how could she have achieved this?

Thus, she was furious at these five great demons for jointly attacking Taiyi.

"So that's why Fengyu and the other three great demons were killed by you. With your power, their deaths were deserved," Yuan Cang grinned, blood dripping from his mouth, looking monstrous.

Xuan Yuezi said nothing—she held the Tiandao Seal, infused it with magic power, and hurled it.

The palm-sized Tiandao Seal instantly grew, blotting out the sky, becoming a mountain, crashing down with countless divine lights.

"Join forces and block this strike!" Yuan Cang, unwilling to die passively, roared and transformed into his true form.

A giant ape covered in golden fur, hundreds of zhang tall, terrifying and savage; though his arms were ruined, he channeled all his demonic power, weaving Dao marks across his body, attempting to become a pillar holding up the heavens to withstand this woman's apocalyptic strike.

The other wounded great demons roared, transformed into their true forms, unleashed all their demonic power, and joined Yuan Cang to resist the blow.

But Lei Jiao, sensing the dire situation, refused to join the fight—he turned into lightning and fled again; he knew resistance meant death, and only escape offered a sliver of hope.

"Think you can escape? Not so easily," Wu Laodao acted—he summoned the Five-Color Divine Bell, leapt into the air, and charged the lightning with the great bell.

As the five colors entwined, the lightning was halted; a brilliant light exploded in the sky.

Lei Jiao's form reappeared, furious and terrified—he avoided the wounded old Daoist and fled in another direction.

But Wu Laodao wouldn't let him go—he was called Wu Yong, but that didn't mean he was useless.

Thus, he expended his last strength, relentlessly chasing Lei Jiao.

Meanwhile,

Xuan Yuezi's Tiandao Seal struck.

This strike was even more terrifying—the Tiandao Seal was a top-grade Dao artifact, wielded by a Sanhua cultivator; its power was unimaginable.

With just this one blow,

Yuan Cang's pillar of heaven collapsed; the other two great demons' bodies shattered instantly, blood spraying across the earth.

"Ahh!"

Screams echoed.

Already wounded, they'd resisted this blow—despite their great demon resilience, they now reached their end, their essences shattered by the Tiandao Seal, collapsing utterly.

"Immortal Maiden, hold back your strength—I need these great demons for forging artifacts!" The Bald Daoist's voice echoed nearby—he had rushed from the other end of Earth.

Upon appearing, he saw Xuan Yuezi bullying the great demons.

Xuan Yuezi, effortlessly, immediately recalled the Tiandao Seal, leaving only three great demon corpses on the ground.

"You're late—these great demons nearly killed Taiyi," she said, her tone filled with displeasure.

Normally, a Sanhua expert should have arrived immediately after her first strike.

"Immortal Maiden, I'm truly sorry—I was forging artifacts and didn't receive word in time, so I was delayed," the Bald Daoist hurried to apologize, not daring to show any temper.

After all, he faced an angry immortal maiden—one who wore three flowers atop her head.

Xuan Yuezi pointed at Lei Jiao, entangled by Wu Laodao: "Since you're here, lend a hand—join Wu Laodao and kill that great demon."

"No problem—I'll handle it," the Bald Daoist immediately puffed his chest, then without delay, revealed his Dao artifacts.

Clad in armor, wielding a spear, crowned by an ancient bronze cauldron, he charged straight at Lei Jiao.