Chapter 127: Winds Rising and Clouds Surging

Under this strike, the red long Sword of Heishan Laoyao began to disintegrate, splitting into white sword light and red sword light that dissolved into the void.

After standing firm, Meng Su saw countless people in white appear in the sky; the people in white had their white robes fluttering, their temperament ethereal, and they carried long Swords on their backs, while others stepped on long Swords and flew about. Opposite the people in white were endless people in black; the people in black had surging Demon Qi on their bodies, and various types of Demon Bodies crisscrossed and intermingled. Countless shouts of killing were incessant to the ear.

Meng Su and Yan Chixia were stunned; did this Sword strike actually make time flow? Had they returned to the time of the Immortal Demon War?

This spectacular scene appeared for only a few breaths of time before it dissipated into the void.

This was the Sword Qi and Demon Qi from the Immortal Demon War that Heishan Laoyao had collected and stored within his own body, which had been severed by this Sword strike and dissipated into the void.

Tonight was destined to be an uneasy night; the many cultivators at Wangmo Corner had already had their gazes drawn by this world-shaking battle. Countless Demon Cultivators rose into the sky, casting concerned gazes toward this place; some bold ones began to fly toward here, but all stopped at the edge of the swamp, unable to cross over.

In the distant Demon Capital, at the Li Family, deep underground—the final fortress where the Li Family Elders practiced and defended against foreign enemies—a white-haired woman sat cross-legged in an underground Great Hall. The Great Hall was laid out according to the Eight Trigrams. The white-haired woman gazed toward the distant east; at this moment, Heishan Laoyao had his true body injured by the Sword Intent of that stunning Sword strike, and countless mountain rocks tumbled down as the mountain body began to shatter.

A force of teleportation was generated in front of the white-haired woman; this was the Li Family's Teleportation Array. This array connected various parts of the Demon Realm, and this was the terminal for the Li Family.

The teleportation force dissipated, and a beautiful woman stood before the white-haired woman.

The woman looked to be only eighteen or nineteen years old, her body flickering in and out of existence; this was a field produced when Illusion Power reached a certain level. A field is the predecessor of a Domain; the birth of a Demon Domain requires the birth of a field, but a Demon Cultivator who can cultivate a field may not necessarily be able to cultivate a Demon Domain.

Yet, how old was this woman, and she had already cultivated a field? If she advanced to the Demon Venerable realm, she would have an eighty percent chance of being able to cultivate a Demon Domain.

The woman was in a white robe, her figure graceful, and she bowed to the white-haired woman: "Aunt, has Black Mountain appeared?"

The white-haired woman was about forty years old, her appearance gaunt. The woman opened her eyes and looked at the young girl before her, saying: "Indeed, the first batch of treasures of the Demon Realm is about to emerge. I have already ordered Rushi to infiltrate Manghuang first. She has already sent word that Heishan Laoyao's demon power is formidable, but he chose the wrong dojo. On the edge of the Black Demon Sea, that is Wuyin's territory. Wuyin is currently the number one expert in the Demon Realm; how could she tolerate this Heishan Laoyao appearing by her side? She will definitely take action."

The white-clad young girl raised her dreamlike face and looked at the white-haired woman before her, saying: "Aunt's first prophecy is about to come to pass. Black Mountain emerges, Soul Treasure appears. I should also set off."

The white-clad woman bowed to the white-haired woman, turned, walked toward the Teleportation Array, and disappeared.

After the young girl left, the white-haired woman gazed into the distance toward the east, murmuring: "The Li Family's tribulation—what is meant to come will come. It all depends on Xiaobai now."

This woman was the Li Family's Patriarch, Li Wuguo, who was proficient in divination. Because divination was extremely taxing on the mind, her hair had turned white early, and her vital energy was depleted.

In the distant north of the Demon Realm, the young girl wreathed in black mist with a moon on her forehead also gazed toward the distant east: "Hehe, Black Mountain has finally appeared in the world. My Demon Gu should also appear." The young girl walked into a palace at the edge of the Monster Forest, entered the Teleportation Array, and disappeared.

At the Yang Family, there was a super-large courtyard in front of the meeting hall. This day, Yang Wudi and a group of Yang Family elites stood at the entrance of the meeting hall, gazing into the distance.

After a short while, a wind mass appeared in the Yang Family courtyard. This wind mass rotated rapidly, and a young man in green appeared before the Yang Family meeting hall. The young man had a prominent appearance and was unruly. After the young man appeared, he cupped his fists toward Yang Wudi: "Why did Uncle summon me back? Is that treasure about to emerge?"

Yang Wudi looked at the young man before him with doting eyes and laughed: "Indeed. This time, I am letting Mei'er lead the Yang Family Army to assist you. You must obtain that supreme treasure and command the Demon Realm."

"I will certainly not fail the mission." The young man cupped his fists in a salute, turned, and transformed into a gust of wind as he left.

After the young man left, Yang Wudi turned and walked into the top of the tower. The Asura named Yang Guangyin at the top of the tower, who had been keeping his eyes closed, sensed Yang Wudi's footsteps and slowly opened his eyes.

"With Yang Xiaoxiao setting out, and furthermore with Yang Mei assisting, are you still not at ease?"

Yang Wudi cupped his fists in a salute: "This supreme treasure is of great importance. The Li Family already has a prophecy that whoever obtains it can unify the Demon Realm. When the time comes, all the elites of the Demon Capital will emerge; it is safer for Lord Yang to set out personally. There are currently no Demon Venerables in the Demon Realm; with you setting out, this treasure will be as easy to obtain as reaching into one's pocket."

At the Fire Demon Sect, Yu Chiyan pondered for a while with the jade slip in his hand, then summoned Gao Li and Xia Zhi. After giving a few instructions, he walked into the Fire Demon Sect's Teleportation Array and disappeared into the void.

At the edge of the Emerald Forest, above the desert of the Earth Sect, a white light flashed, and Yu Chiyan stood above the Emerald Forest. Standing in front were Mu Yi, Mu Li, and Mu Mian.

Yu Chiyan nodded toward the three of them.

"Sect Master Mu, are you certain the Little Demon Lord is at the center of that vortex?"

Mu Yi nodded: "This treasure is no small matter. It is said that whoever obtains it can unify the Demon Realm, and the leader of this treasure hunt is our Little Demon Lord. We must go to assist the Little Demon Lord."

Yu Chiyan nodded: "The treasure is a small matter, safety is the big matter. At this time, the Manghuang forest has already become a place of trouble, and the Little Demon Lord is in great danger; we must go to assist. Have you contacted Mother Sand?"

"Cannot contact her. Even if we did, she would just go through the motions and not put in any effort, so it wouldn't be of much use."

Besides these major powers, there were countless small powers all stirring, moving toward Manghuang. For a time, the Demon Realm was in a state of great upheaval.

Meng Su and Yan Chixia did not yet know all of this; they were deeply shocked by that stunning Sword strike. They looked up at the swaying, gigantic mountain peak; countless cracks on the mountain peak spread rapidly like lightning across the entire mountain body, rocks tumbled, and the earth shook as if there were a violent earthquake.

Only now could Meng Su and Yan Chixia see the full picture of their opponent; this was a great mountain stretching for a hundred miles. The mountain was like a tomb, and it was precisely the tomb mountain Meng Su had seen when he arrived. The black mist that had originally coiled around the mountain had been wiped out by that heaven-shaking Sword strike.

Outside the mountain, two huge eyes drifted, but at this moment, deep pain was revealed in those eyes. Clearly, that Sword strike had severed Black Mountain's Life Force. Also drifting outside were two huge fists, but at this moment, the fists were covered in cracks.

Meng Su and Yan Chixia looked at each other, both having the same thought: strike while the enemy is down.

Meng Su formed seals with both hands, a white infant phantom flickering in and out of existence at his forehead, and then he struck a palm toward Black Mountain. This palm was calm and unruffled, without Demon Power fluctuations, without sound, and even without a trajectory.

After Meng Su sent out one palm, he continued to form seals and then continued to strike palms. After striking over a hundred palms in succession, Meng Su had exhausted his Thought Power and sat on the ground panting.

A few breaths later, hundreds of thunderclaps sounded around Heishan Laoyao, as if the surrounding space had exploded, and the sky began to churn like boiling water.

This was precisely the Injury Form from Meng Su's Seven Injury Fist.

Meng Su felt that only the Injury Form was useful against this behemoth; Injury Spirit and Injury Heart were not necessarily effective—who knew where this behemoth hid its Divine Sense? As for Injury Heart, did this thing even have a heart? Meng Su dared not gamble, and it consumed a huge amount of Thought Power. Therefore, he used the Injury Form.