Chapter 186: Demon Path Retreats? Nuwa Injured?

"Retreat!"

"Retreat!"

"..."

Suddenly, a violent shout rang through the firmament.

In an instant, the Demon Cultivators who had gathered in the Mount Buzhou area began to retreat rapidly, and the demonic beasts were no exception.

"What is the situation?"

"What happened?"

"Why did those Demon Cultivators retreat?"

For a time, many Great Supernatural Beings looked at each other, their eyes full of doubt and confusion.

After all, judging from the previous situation, the Demon Cultivators had not occupied the upper hand, but in reality, they had not fallen into a disadvantage either; they had been fighting back and forth, so why did the Demon Path cultivators suddenly retreat?

But surprise was surprise; the retreat of those Demon Path cultivators and demonic beasts did not slow down, but instead accelerated.

"Beasts, die!"

"Beasts, die!"

Before the gods could come to their senses, two angry roars came from afar.

The next second, vast magic power descended from the sky, directly turning into streams of light that fell into the crowd of Demon Path cultivators.

Boom boom boom—

Boom boom boom—

Deafening roaring sounds rang out, explosions occurred one after another, and source after source of Demon Cultivators were killed the moment they were affected.

"Ah..."

"Ah..."

Screams were endless, and that terrifying power was still constantly falling and spreading at this moment.

"Break for me~"

Just at this moment, a low roar rang out.

The next second, demonic Qi soared into the sky, directly building a special barrier, directly blocking the attacking power.

Just at this moment, the gods woke up as if from a dream.

As far as the eye could see, one could see a black-robed figure standing between heaven and earth, the aura emitted from his body terrifying, clearly having surpassed the peak Quasi-Saint stage.

For a time, the gods present were all shocked.

Half-Saint Demon Cultivator!

This was the Half-Saint Demon Cultivator Nuwa had spoken of.

His terrifying power was revealed at this moment, which also made them feel how massive the gap between themselves and him was.

Especially Donghuang Taiyi, who was a peak Quasi-Saint.

At this moment, he held the Donghuang Bell and flew up, his body like a startled swan as he headed to attack the other party.

"Suppress for me!"

With a low shout, the Donghuang Bell in Donghuang Taiyi's hand was thrown out, heading straight to smash toward the Half-Saint Demon Cultivator.

This strike carried all of Donghuang Taiyi's power.

It looked like there was no special strange phenomenon, but in reality, the power contained within the Donghuang Bell was enough to kill an existence at the perfect Quasi-Saint level.

"Chaos Bell!"

Facing the attack, a hoarse voice came from under the Half-Saint Demon Cultivator's cloak: "Not a bad treasure; sooner or later it will belong to me!"

"Wait for it; the next time my Demon Path returns, it won't be such a simple departure!"

After saying this, the Half-Saint Demon Cultivator just waved his hand.

In an instant, an irresistible power surged out, directly blocking the Donghuang Bell.

Following that, the Donghuang Bell let out a mournful cry, and its luster dimmed rapidly as it flew back to the area in front of Donghuang Taiyi.

After finishing all this, the Half-Saint Demon Cultivator waved his hand again, and more than eighty percent of the Demon Cultivators who had not retreated were taken away by him, and his figure flashed directly into a pitch-black demonic Qi whirlpool and disappeared.

Just at this moment, the power that had been attacking from afar had no obstruction and fell directly into the area below.

For a time, only the remaining twenty percent of Demon Cultivators and all the demonic beasts were affected, and they died and annihilated without even a shred of resistance, turning into flying ash.

Xiu—

Xiu—

Just at this moment, the sound of breaking through the air rang out.

Looking in the direction of the sound, one could see the figures of Jieyin and Zhunti, who were in a sorry state, approaching rapidly.

After arriving in the field area, the two scanned the surroundings and, seeing no more figures of Demon Path cultivators, gradually calmed down their anger and magic power, and their expressions also gradually became calm.

"Saints!"

"So that's how it is!"

"Was it because they sensed the return of the Saints in advance that they retreated?"

For a time, the gods suddenly realized.

If there were no accidents, it should be that the Half-Saint Demon Cultivator had detected the arrival of Jieyin and Zhunti, which was why he had given up continuing the attack.

After all, they had attacked before because Nuwa was alone here, and she needed to refine the Five-Colored Stones and could not move, which gave them an opportunity.

Now Nuwa had stopped refining the Five-Colored Stones, and Jieyin and Zhunti had also returned; if they continued to linger, it would be a completely suicidal act.

Understanding the reason, the gods present did not rashly speak, but their gazes looked toward Jieyin and Zhunti from time to time.

Don't look at the fact that the two of them had just killed many Demon Cultivators and demonic beasts.

But after watching through the Haotian Mirror, everyone knew how sorry a state they had been in under the Xuangui.

Especially Zhunti.

At this moment, that arm of his had still not been repaired, and it was unknown whether it was intentional or if it could not be repaired.

Detecting the gazes of the people in the surroundings, Jieyin and Zhunti's faces turned dark.

It was not for anything else, but because this trip to the North Sea had truly lost a lot of face, and even made them feel caught off guard.

However, things had reached this point, and the two could not care about so much; they looked at each other and rushed to Nuwa's side, bowed, and said: "I ask that Junior Sister act to help!"

Hearing this, Nuwa was stunned.

Subconsciously scrutinizing Jieyin and Zhunti.

Very quickly, her gaze locked onto the area where Zhunti's arm was severed, and she frowned and said: "What is the power on your arm?"

"It belongs to that Xuangui."

Gritting his teeth, Zhunti said somewhat aggrieved: "That guy's power is extremely strange and special; even the power of us Saints cannot strip it away, and it covers the area of the wound like bone-eroding pain!"

"The two of us have tried various means, but in the end, all ended in failure, and we had to ask Junior Sister Nuwa for help!"

"After all, your cultivation of the two great laws of life and creation, Junior Sister, is the number one in the Great Desolation; if even you have no way, then there is truly no possibility of recovery."

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole scene fell into deathly silence.

Everyone looked at Jieyin and Zhunti in astonishment, not daring to believe what they had heard.

They knew the Xuangui was powerful.

But they had never expected it to be so terrifying.

Even Saints were helpless; what kind of power was this?

"I understand!"

Nodding, Nuwa also came back to her senses.

Although she was a bit surprised, she still walked up to investigate.

However, in just an instant, Nuwa seemed to have detected something and suddenly pulled back.

However, although her speed was fast enough, Jieyin and Zhunti's actions were even faster; the two acted together, and pitch-black palms struck directly at Nuwa's body.

"Get out!"

Resisting the two's strike, Nuwa acted in anger at this moment.

Terrifying Saint magic power swept out and fell directly on Jieyin and Zhunti.

The next second, one could see the appearance of the two changing rapidly, and finally, they turned into two clusters of pitch-black demonic Qi and dissipated into heaven and earth in an instant. ===== CHAPTER 187 =====