Chapter 488: Disadvantage

"You... how could you..."

Seeing Yang Jiuxiao staring at him with a pair of cold eyes, the Demon Commander's face sank like water.

"How could I?"

"How did I shake off your sneak attack, is that it?"

Yang Jiuxiao's tone was extremely calm.

"Did you truly think the old man has lived these past few thousand years in vain?"

Don't joke; he knew better than anyone how weak a Warrior of Body Tempering was in terms of spiritual power, a point that even Yang Jiuxiao's status as a formation master could hardly compensate for.

If it were an ordinary Warrior of Body Tempering, they might have truly fallen for the Demon Commander's trick, but unfortunately, the opponent was Yang Jiuxiao.

As early as over three thousand years ago, Yang Jiuxiao had already reached the peak of the Nine Palaces Realm, and due to the limitations of the plane, his cultivation could make no further progress.

Over three thousand leisurely years, Yang Jiuxiao had long since honed every aspect that could be strengthened to the extreme, becoming a well-rounded Warrior.

To speak somewhat arrogantly, if it weren't for his advanced age and his temper having been worn down quite a bit, making him unwilling to quibble with the younger generation, it would be uncertain who would wear the crown of the "Number One Person in Tianlan."

The Demon Commander's techniques were at best enough to bully rookies with lower spiritual power cultivation than himself; running into Yang Jiuxiao, whose spiritual power cultivation was on par with or even superior to his own, was purely asking for trouble.

"It seems this is all the ability you have; the old man will stop playing with you."

The mountain giant twisted its neck in a rather human-like manner, then suddenly exerted force with both hands, hoisting the hundred-eyed demon statue up, and then...

"Boom!"

The mountain giant's towering figure charged into the army of the Outer Realm Evil Clan, and the demon statue in its hands turned directly into a peerless weapon of destruction; every time it was swung down, it would take the lives of hundreds or thousands of the Outer Realm Evil Clan.

Boom! Boom! Boom!...

"Damn it!"

Watching his Evil Clan subordinates being swept away like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, the Demon Commander's expression was ugly; it wasn't out of heartache for the sacrifices of his men, but out of the humiliation that he, a Demon Commander of one side, was actually being wielded like a club.

Immediately, he formed seals again, and the hundred-eyed demon statue suddenly vanished; the mountain giant felt its hands go empty, stopped its movements, and its lifeless pupils looked toward the direction of the Demon Commander.

"Huanye, Huanmeng, are you two still not going to make a move!"

The freed Demon Commander hurriedly shouted toward a certain direction.

"Hehehe! Huanshi, you arrogant fellow have finally tasted bitterness."

The next instant, two pitch-black demonic shadows darted out from the Evil Clan army, and with sharp, ear-piercing demonic voices, they appeared beside the Demon Commander known as Huanshi.

"This old fellow is thorny; we are no match for him."

Demon Commander Huanshi was quite straightforward, immediately admitting his lack of strength, which shut the two men up.

"Hm? So there really are others?"

Yang Jiuxiao's brows furrowed slightly, yet he did not show surprise; the number of Outer Realm Evil Clan Demon Commanders was ultimately too small, so it was only reasonable for a few more to appear.

As if hearing Yang Jiuxiao's muttering to himself, Huanye and the other Demon Commanders chuckled:

"Old fellow, there are more than just us."

"Your strength is strong enough, but can others in your Tianlan Continent have this level of strength?"

"Stop the nonsense, hold this old thing back, don't let him get in the way!"

Huanshi impatiently interrupted their self-righteous showing off; having been suppressed by Yang Jiuxiao throughout the previous battle, he was already feeling somewhat impatient.

"Not good!"

Hearing the words of the three, Yang Jiuxiao's expression changed; he immediately realized the opponent's setup, and his previously tepid aura swelled twofold once more.

The mountain giant took heavy steps, yet its movements were extremely light and swift as it charged toward the direction of the three.

"My Evil God, this old man didn't use his full strength just now?!!"

The three demons of Huanshi were suddenly shocked in their hearts; while lamenting that the old man opposite them was still vigorous despite his age, they did not forget to summon their respective Dharma bodies.

"Give me your life!"

In an instant, the gray-white giant and the three pitch-black demon statues collided violently, and the aftermath of the fierce battle instantly cleared the battlefield within a hundred miles!

While it was getting heated here, and Yang Jiuxiao was even able to suppress the three of them single-handedly, the Tianlan Allied Forces in other directions had slightly fallen into a disadvantage.

"Puff!"

"Cough cough~~"

A black shadow in the crowd appeared in a sorry state; beneath the black cloak was a pale, bony face. Ying Shang, the Sect Master of Liuying Gate who had always presented himself in shadows, now had to reveal his true face, which was enough to show how unfavorable the battle situation was.

Directly facing Ying Shang were two figures that looked almost identical.

"My luck is truly bad, to actually run into twins."

Ying Shang's hoarse voice rang out on the battlefield; his opponents were a pair of twin Demon Commanders, whose minds were connected, offense and defense as one, and whose coordination could be called flawless.

Under the premise that their basic combat power and assassination techniques were on par, Ying Shang was naturally suppressed by the latter two quite miserably; being able to hold on until now was already a result of heaven's blessing.

"This Commander also did not expect..."

The two figures spoke at the same time, their voices uniform; if not for seeing it with one's own eyes, one would likely mistake them for one person.

"A mere lower plane, yet it has such an expert proficient in the way of assassination."

The praise in their words was sincere; at the very least, among experts of the same level, few could survive under the joint attack of the two brothers. Although Ying Shang was not their match, he possessed an extremely bizarre escape technique, making him as slippery as a loach.

Every now and then, he would strike a cold blow, causing them no small amount of trouble.

If the two were to fight alone, there might truly be a possibility of them meeting their end.

"Give up, my two brothers can give you a quick end."

"A quick end?"

Ying Shang sneered incessantly.

"This seat has committed many sins in this life, but I have never thought about having any quick way to die."

"Even if blades pierce the body and ten thousand arrows pierce the heart, what is there to fear?"

"Wanting to take this seat's life, you are not yet worthy!"

The black short blade was once again coated in black mist, and several formation light patterns lit up around the body, emitting a faint, deep blue glow.

"Shadow Escape!"

"Damn it!"

Watching Ying Shang suddenly disappear again, no matter how patient the two Demon Commanders were, they cursed; playing cat and mouse was also very energy-consuming.

"Liuying Prison!"

A pitch-black chain cage rose from the ground, shrouding the two figures; the space below transformed into a viscous black mire, bubbling with nauseating bubbles, and hideous, terrifying black palms scrambled to reach out from the mud, attempting to drag the two into the swamp.

The expressions of the twin Demon Commanders were extremely ugly; they had originally thought this was still a game of chase, never expecting Ying Shang to give them such a huge surprise.

"Now, let's see who runs out of strength first."

A weak voice sounded, and Ying Shang chuckled; his complexion, unlike the fairness initially influenced by his Cultivation Method, was now a sickly pale due to the immense consumption and the wounds suffered in battle.

"Hmph, I hope you can hold on a little longer."

Ying Shang's physical condition could not be hidden from the twin Demon Commanders; after attempting to break the cage and failing, the two also chose to lie flat, preparing to start a war of attrition.

"Hehe~"

A chilling smile still hung on Ying Shang's face, yet there was unconcealable worry in the depths of his eyes.

"You all had better hurry up."

On the battlefield of the Bodhi Sect Sect Master, the kind-faced old monk was surrounded by numerous enchanting figures; under normal circumstances, these seductive existences would certainly infatuate a large number of men, but on the battlefield, especially beside a monk, it was quite bizarre.

"Hehehe~"

"Old monk, why don't you come out and let this slave girl entertain you properly..."

"Unh~"

The woman gasped repeatedly, her charming laughter almost enough to make an ordinary man's bones go numb, her breath like orchids as she continuously spoke teasing and provocative words.

The Bodhi Sect Sect Master remained as immovable as a mountain, sitting steadily within the Golden Body Buddha Statue, appearing completely unaffected.

However, if one observed carefully, it would be easy to notice that compared to when he first entered the battlefield, the Golden Body Buddha Statue had now shrunk to only a few dozen zhang, the old monk's clothes were tattered, his skin glowed with an eerie flush, the prayer beads in his hands turned rapidly, his eyes were tightly shut, and he chanted Buddhist scriptures incessantly.

The Bodhi Sect Sect Master was also helpless; he had originally been slaughtering his way across the battlefield, pushing forward to support the battle at the center, but due to a moment of carelessness, he had been ambushed by this hidden Demon Commander, and demonic poison had entered his body.

Fortunately, his Buddhist cultivation was profound, his heart was like still water, and his golden light of merit was the most effective at restraining evil things, allowing him to luckily hold on until now, but that was the limit; as for wanting to win the battle, he could only dream of it.

In other places, such as where Yan Lie, Qiu Hanxue, and Ling Long were, the battle situation was similarly unfavorable, with outnumbered fights, suppression of combat power, and advantageous restraints...

All kinds of unfavorable conditions were present.

Just as everyone was struggling to hold on and could barely endure any longer, the heavenly sound of salvation arrived,

"Benefit All Things!"