Chapter 306: Stealing a Precious Treasure, No Hope of Survival

Thousand Demon Cave, the waterfall like a white silk ribbon, roaring as it cascades down.

In an instant, the water flow halted abruptly.

A cliff ten thousand feet high rose from the ground, the earth shaking and mountains trembling; using the mountain peak as a blade, it resembled a weapon blocking out the sun and moon, crashing down onto the area below with a boom!

"Ao!"

A dark-glowing dragon, its entire body radiating a faint light, suddenly whipped its tail, striking the cliff; immense power poured out, shattering the massive mountain body into fragments.

Loose rocks rained down chaotically onto its demonic body, emitting dull thuds, yet failing to harm it in the slightest.

Once the dust settled, the dark dragon raised its head to look toward the sky, its pair of eyes sinister and vicious: "What madness are you up to again?"

Where its gaze fixed.

A figure sat cross-legged in mid-air; eight feet tall, he counted as extremely muscular among cultivators, yet whether before the cliff just destroyed or before the dark dragon hundreds of feet long, he appeared exceedingly small.

His hair and beard were like steel bristles, slightly whitened.

His face was chiseled like a blade, a middle-aged man with sharp, distinct features.

The man formed a hand seal with his left hand; clearly, the shocking art of moving the mountain just now stemmed from his handiwork.

He looked down expressionlessly: "I have been resting on the mountain for a long time and feel somewhat weary; coming out to play with you, is that not allowed?"

Hearing this, the dark dragon extended its twin claws: "Are you certain you can survive to leave?"

Hearing this tone, one might think Shenxu Laozu of Mount Wutong had arrived; Yu Chaoan, the one ranked last among those brothers and sisters, dares to be so arrogant.

"I am not the only one who came."

Yu Chaoan raised an eyebrow and said indifferently: "You invite reinforcements as you please; let us see who answers you."

The dark dragon swept its gaze around the surroundings.

With a battle between cultivators of such a realm, logically, other Demon Emperors should have noticed long ago.

Seeing this, Yu Chaoan finally smiled: "You didn't bring your tailbone with you, did you? You have few close friends in ordinary times? You like bathing outside by yourself; that is correct. This Daoist is beating you today."

"Shameless junior!"

The dark dragon angrily whipped its tail; at the end of that dragon tail was a hollow cavity, obviously missing a section of something.

What exactly do these wretches of Mount Wutong want today?

As if reading its thoughts, Yu Chaoan finally stood up, his Daoist robe swaying slightly: "Today is for nothing else, but to remind you that for these thousand years, we have had no leisure to bathe."

He raised his index finger and waved it: "The world has changed, Demon Emperor."

As his words fell, the surrounding mountains suddenly trembled; countless mountain stones all rose into the air, gathering into a massive stone palm; before it, the dragon hundreds of feet long resembled a loach.

Amidst the rustling falling stones, that palm suddenly clenched toward the Demon Emperor!

"Ao—"

The Dark-Tail Demon Emperor did not hesitate, darting into the gaps between the fingers of the stone palm to flee.

It still remembered that many years ago, the one surnamed Yu was merely a junior trembling in fear behind Nie Jun; now, he actually dares to attack me openly!

Its robust body was seized tightly by the palm.

The dragon extended a sharp tongue, emitting a piercing roar, its body twisting wildly, shattering all the mountain stones.

The giant stone palm was smashed to pieces.

The dragon barely managed to break out, only to see the remaining part transform into an even smaller palm, which suddenly slapped its face.

"..."

The Dark-Tail Demon Emperor was slapped away by immense force; this trick could not injure it, but the insult was extreme.

It shook its head vigorously, fury rising in its poisonous eyes, and its voice was chillingly cold: "Just you wait!"

Having said this, it suddenly transformed into human form and darted toward a certain place.

"I will not wait."

Yu Chaoan stepped forward, his figure vanishing directly from the spot.

He naturally knew what this old demon intended to do.

The opponent had refined the most essential part granted by Heaven and Earth into an unparalleled divine spear, and used endless ages to consume heavenly treasures and earthly gems to nurture it.

Half of its entire strength resided in that spear.

Although the task assigned by the sect was that Zhu Shixiong Nie had gone too far this time, ordering them to intervene and warn the demons, letting them know that Mount Wutong's current strength is no longer what it once was, absolutely not something that can be bullied at will as in the past.

To make these demons and monsters stay obediently inside the Thousand Demon Cave and try not to cause trouble outside.

But if they could seriously injure a Demon Emperor in the process, that would naturally be the best outcome.

One by one, small mountain peaks were lifted by Yu Chaoan through successive spells, roaring as they crashed onto the Dark-Tail Demon Emperor's body, quite satisfying.

Of course, he also constantly calculated the distance, preparing to withdraw at any moment.

This old demon seemed to be enraged to the extreme, determined to retrieve that long spear to kill him, showing not even a shred of intention to resist.

Just at the moment Yu Chaoan's attacks grew increasingly ruthless.

The Dark-Tail Demon Emperor, which had been fleeing with its head down, suddenly halted, suspended in the sky, then erupted with a roar: "Thieves of Mount Wutong! Dare to touch my Dark-Tail Spear!"

Another mountain stone giant palm, identical to the previous one, clenched toward it.

This time the Dark-Tail Demon Emperor neither dodged nor yielded; it suddenly struck out with a palm, its arm transforming into a robust dragon claw, held horizontally across the sky; black scales resembled dark iron, and the claws were sharp as divine weapons.

It smashed the stone palm with unstoppable force, then suddenly reached out to grasp Yu Chaoan!

Four sharp claws, like a cage, enveloped that man.

Crack-crack—

Mud and stones gathered into a towering strongman, using both arms to hold up the dragon claws.

Yet it did not even last a single breath before being crushed directly.

Fortunately, Yu Chaoan had already used this opportunity to dart out a hundred feet, panting with slight trepidation, forcing a smile: "Yo, you're anxious."

This little loach indeed has some skill.

Even with his own cultivation having made huge progress, he was still no match for it.

"I'm in a rush, your mother!"

The Dark-Tailed Demon Emperor roared in anger, unwilling to deal with him further, and swiftly flew toward the cave dwelling.

His tail was nearly pulled out by someone, yet he only sensed it now; who exactly was using tricks to mask the aura?

"Want to leave?"

Yu Chaoan slightly adjusted his aura and gave chase once more.

He too had noticed something was amiss.

But it was perfect; he had come to cause trouble for the old demon beast anyway, and the more annoyed the other was, the more excited he became.

He clapped his palms together.

Two red curtains shot out from his storage treasure, the vivid red silk billowing violently in the wind, directly wrapping the Demon Emperor up inside.

"The Daoist hasn't had enough fun yet."

"Get out of here, for this Emperor!"

The Dark-Tailed Demon Emperor struggled in a rage, forced to unleash a long howl toward the mountain ranges!

Wild winds raged, and the mountain peaks all trembled.

Suddenly, a flash of spiritual light appeared as several defensive arrays activated simultaneously, only to quickly shatter amidst the sound of the dragon's roar!

A Qing, who had just finished gathering the Year Fruits, spat out a mouthful of blood with a "pfft."

Her entire body flipped backward, with scarlet blood oozing from her nose and ears.

"..."

Shen Yi felt a heaviness in his heart, forcibly stabilizing his wavering soul, and casually grabbed A Qing, yet his gaze remained fixed on the deep pool ahead; his right hand gripped that dragon-fish tightly until it transformed into a flowing fruit falling into his palm.

On the opposite side, the Golden Body Dharma Image held a long spear in one hand while its other, broken arm tightly gripped the white eagle; the brilliant Golden Body was covered in lightning sludge, making every movement agonizingly difficult.

Until the white eagle transformed into a gemstone with distinct facets.

"Go!"

Shen Yi threw A Qing onto the Golden Body, disregarding any need to mask his aura; the scarlet Dao Infant emitted a surging demonic qi, and the whole person rushed outward without looking back.

That long howl just now, combined with the aura coming from behind, made him feel danger in the truest sense—the kind of death that not even Kong Que's red light could save him from.

"Leave this for the Emperor!"

Trapped within the red curtains, the Dark-Tailed Demon Emperor crashed about like a headless fly; feeling the aura of the Dark-Tailed Spear moving further and further away from it, it grabbed the red cloth and, to Yu Chaoan's shocked gaze, actually tore this Crimson Silk treasure right down the middle!

Rrrrip!

Yu Chaoan felt a bit of heartache for his Crimson Silk.

What exactly did these demons and monsters eat while growing up? Tearing a treasure apart with bare flesh was simply absurd.

"What is this thing? Did they really steal the Dark-Tailed Spear?"

Having thought this through, he quickly moved to a safer distance, looking at the brilliant Golden Body in the distance, and noticed a black-robed youth beside the Golden Body... Tsk, this had nothing to do with Mount Wutong.

Dare to touch that thing, and this old demon beast would truly fight to the death.

Wait—

A strange expression suddenly appeared on Yu Chaoan's face.

Now that the old demon beast's divine spear was gone, and it was frantically trying to give chase,

didn't that mean he could fight whenever he wanted and leave whenever he wanted?

Could it be that today truly presented an opportunity to slay the sixteenth cave's Demon Emperor?!

"Little loach, fight the Daoist a few more rounds!"

He let out a long laugh, his right palm continuously forming hand seals; the mountain ranges suddenly closed together, forming a vast barrier.

The Dark-Tailed Demon Emperor, having just broken free, was surrounded by the mountain ranges; no matter which direction it tried to break through, the mountain peak there would suddenly rise up, forcibly smashing it back.

It panicked, darting wildly in the air, while a massive stone peak came crashing down from behind; it could only scream: "By this Emperor's command, stop them and kill without mercy!"

The mighty dragon roar quickly swept across the entire Thousand Demon Caves.

The Dark-Tailed Demon Emperor then turned its ferocious gaze back, smashing the stone peak with a palm strike.

Where would it not know what this junior from Mount Wutong was thinking? Instead, it suppressed its anger, its voice hoarse as it said: "You like to play, do you? This Emperor will accompany you!"

The dragon roar in the sky rang like a great bell, echoing endlessly.

The already ethereal demon soul of the Bai Yu Demon Emperor was now on the verge of scattering.

Shen Yi sped forward with a blank expression.

The Golden Body threw that long spear and the lightning jade to him, then slowed its movement, taking up a position to intercept.

"Take her and go."

Shen Yi did not look back, simply issuing the order in his mind.

"But the safety of my Lord is more important."

Lady Qinghua glanced at the Miss in her hand, but could only turn back and follow Shen Yi forward; as a soul slave, she possessed no ability to disobey the other's command.

"I need her."

Shen Yi felt the cold touch of the spear shaft in his palm.

He was not stupid; he knew what the consequences of taking this thing would be.

But even if he hadn't taken the spear, merely touching it earlier had already left the Dark-Tailed Demon Emperor's aura behind.

There was no way he could just throw away those two spiritual roots together to resolve the grudge... then why had he come in here at all?

Avoiding the pursuit of a Demon Emperor was almost an impossible task.

If there was any variable left remaining.

Then the Xu family is the only option.

That is a hiding place that even the Xuan Guang Cave, which controls the formation masters, could not find, let alone a demon.

"..."

Lady Qinghua looked indifferently at the girl in her palm.

She saw that the other party's internal organs were nearly shattered by the roar of the flood dragon; with such severe injuries, she must be sent back home.

And the master had already sent another woman of the Xu family away in advance; under the condition of ensuring Xu Wanyun's safety, as her aunt, she could never stand by and watch her niece meet disaster.

So entering the Xu family was not that difficult after all.

The master had already prepared an escape route before deciding to continue exploring the Thousand Demon Cave...

Thinking of this, Lady Qinghua gently protected A Qing.

"Go ahead and scout the path."

Shen Yi looked at Bai Yu again: "If there is an enemy you cannot fight, notify me in time."

Just now, the command of the You Wei Demon Emperor had spread nearly everywhere.

He was not sure if the other party could summon other demons, but making preparations in advance was never wrong.

"Bai Yu obeys!"

The Bai Yu Yao Huang flew straight ahead, guiding Shen Yi's direction.

Just then, two figures suddenly darted out from the side.

The demons wasted no words, not even looking at the Golden Body once; their target was extremely clear: Shen Yi of the Hunyuan Realm, and the long spear in his hand.

The Golden Body's Dharma body reacted with extreme speed, delivering a whip-like leg kick.

The leopard among them showed horror, completely not expecting the Golden Body's speed to be so fast; it was careless for a moment, got struck on the lower abdomen, could only let out a wail, and was then blasted away in pieces.

Seeing that the other party had not yet lost its life.

The Golden Body glanced sideways; anything able to withstand one of its strikes was at least an Extreme Realm Demon King.

It did not stop, but reached out to release the golden dragon from its arm.

The golden dragon pounced out, claws and teeth bared.

In the Golden Body's palm, due to the violent shaking, A Qing opened her eyes in a daze; through the golden gaps between the fingers, in the bloody, blurred vision, was the side profile of the handsome young man far away, radiating chill.

She saw that demon, whose head resembled both a camel and a deer, suddenly thrust its long horns toward Shen Yi.

At the same time, its palms were already ready to snatch the spear.

Shen Yi did not even look at it once; the red mist in his eyes turned to purple-gold, and blazing flames surged out of his body, swirling and rolling between his arms, before his five fingers pressed down heavily!

The hard horn was like tofu at his fingertips.

It was cleanly crushed and broken.

Also crushed along with it was the demon's huge head; Bai Xi's fingertips pierced straight into it, and the purple-gold flames exploded inside its skull.

In the instant blood plasma burst forth, Shen Yi had already stored the corpse, his figure appearing dozens of zhang away.

"Brother Shen... I..."

A Qing felt the pain of her whole body about to split; her small face tried hard to conceal her panic, and she could only gasp for breath in great gulps.

Shen Yi glanced sideways, speaking calmly: "Sleep for a while; it will be over soon."

Since crossing over, he had always felt that there was always a better way to reduce risk for any matter.

Until now, he discovered that not everything has time to be thought about or prepared for, and absolute safety rarely exists.

If not for the powerful cultivator who suddenly appeared just now.

He might already be a corpse by now.

Luck is equally important.

And what he must do now is grab this hard-won luck with all his might.

"Reporting to my lord, there is a great demon ahead."

Just then, the Bai Yu Yao Huang suddenly transmitted a message through the mind.

"How to avoid it?" Shen Yi took a deep breath.

"..."

The Bai Yu Yao Huang fell silent for an instant: "Cannot avoid; it is in the Guest Reception Hall, the thirty-eighth cave, the Green Feather Ghost-Faced Eagle."

Hearing this, Shen Yi slowly closed his eyes.

The fortieth cave is the watershed; above it lies the true mid-stage Soul Transformation.

In other words, that is a Demon Emperor of the same realm as the Wumiao Shenxu Laozu.

(End of this chapter)