Chapter 219: Trapped

"Palm Thunder!"

His Divine Sense quickly captured the object attacking him, and as a thought stirred in Zhang Nuo's mind, he understood what it was! Palm Thunder was a Magic Treasure unique to Xue Qianyang, and it was very difficult for others to imitate.

Shifting his body to the side, Zhang Nuo dodged the attack, and in his ears, he heard a "Boom" sound as the gate of the Cave Abode was blasted to pieces.

"I wondered who it was, so it's Fellow Daoist Zhang! I didn't expect you to still be alive!"

A silver-bell-like laugh rang out, and from a dark corner, a girl with a graceful figure walked out—who else could it be but Xue Qianyang!

"You really are a sinister person!"

Even though he had entered the Golden Core stage, Zhang Nuo had still almost been hit by the previous attack; he couldn't help but feel a surge of anger, and his words were sharp and hit the mark.

Xue Qianyang took light steps, but suddenly, as if startled by something, her footsteps came to an abrupt halt, and the smile on her face froze instantly.

"You... you have entered the Golden Core stage?"

Her voice became trembling and lost its previous ease; the waves of Spiritual Pressure emanating from Zhang Nuo indicated that the other party was a Golden Core Cultivator.

"That is all thanks to you, Fellow Daoist!"

Zhang Nuo smiled faintly and his figure rushed forward rapidly; with just a flash, he was opposite Xue Qianyang, and he reached out, wanting to restrain the woman.

But Xue Qianyang was not an ordinary person after all; although she was stunned by Zhang Nuo's cultivation, her mind only wavered for a moment. Seeing him make a move, she retreated rapidly, and at the same time, her jade hand flipped, and a "Palm Thunder" was sacrificed.

Facing the attack, Zhang Nuo did not dodge or evade; his five fingers spread slightly, a massive amount of Spirit Power swirled at his fingertips, and he grabbed fiercely at the incoming Palm Thunder.

"Boom!"

A muffled sound came from his palm, but the explosion of the "Palm Thunder" seemed to have no effect on Zhang Nuo at all; the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and a look of disdain appeared on his face.

He had deliberately taken Xue Qianyang's blow to show off his strength in front of her, making her feel fear from the bottom of her heart.

"Do you have any more?"

Looking up at the astonished girl, Zhang Nuo spat out a few words.

Xue Qianyang was already dumbfounded by this time; she had not expected Zhang Nuo to be this powerful, easily catching her attack with just one hand. Even a Golden Core Cultivator would not be so relaxed when facing her "Palm Thunder."

"Swish!"

Many light sounds were emitted almost at the same time; over a dozen Flying Swords shot out from Zhang Nuo's body, and after circling in front of him, they surrounded Xue Qianyang.

"I advise you not to put up any futile resistance!"

Taking strides, Zhang Nuo walked leisurely to Xue Qianyang's side and extended a finger, lightly brushing it across her face! This highly provocative action made Xue Qianyang break out in a cold sweat.

"What do you want to do?"

Being restrained by a Golden Core Cultivator, no matter how calm Xue Qianyang was, she could not help but feel fear in her heart. Especially after witnessing the other party's supernatural powers, she dared not resist easily.

"Nothing much, I just came to Wushuang Sacred Demon Mountain to take a look!"

With a light smile, Zhang Nuo took the Storage Bag from Xue Qianyang's waist and then hung it on his own waist without any ceremony.

Xue Qianyang was so angry that her face turned red, but she dared not act out and could only glare fiercely at Zhang Nuo.

"Where is the Dharma Array for the Demon Emperor to rebuild his physical body?"

With a movement of his Divine Sense, he retracted the Flying Swords and asked sternly. Now that she had no Storage Bag, he did not worry about Xue Qianyang playing any tricks.

"The Dharma Array for the Demon Emperor to rebuild his physical body is at Qingnian Demon Mountain, not here!"

Hearing this from Xue Qianyang's mouth, Zhang Nuo was not surprised; it seemed that things were indeed as Nanxuan Laozu had expected, and the Dharma Array for the Demon Emperor to rebuild his physical body was truly on Qingnian Demon Mountain.

"Back then, you chased me so bitterly, Fellow Daoist! Today, it is time to settle the score!"

His gaze suddenly turned cold, and crimson flames ignited on Zhang Nuo's palm. This terrified Xue Qianyang; it was obvious that the other party still held a grudge about the past. It seemed she was doomed today.

Just at this critical moment, a black Magic Blade, like a meteor cutting through the dark night, flashed and slashed toward Zhang Nuo's back!

"Who is it!"

With Zhang Nuo's current cultivation, someone ambushing him from behind was immediately sensed by his Divine Sense. Too busy to care about Xue Qianyang in front of him, he flew to one side, and at the same time, he flicked his sleeve, and three Flying Swords shot out like lightning.

A series of clashing sounds of metal rang out, and the black Magic Blade was knocked far away by the Flying Swords. Taking this opportunity, Xue Qianyang quickly increased the distance between herself and Zhang Nuo; this narrow escape truly made her break out in a cold sweat.

"Fellow Daoist Wu, run! Zhang Nuo has entered the Golden Core stage!"

Glancing at the appearance of the Magic Blade, Xue Qianyang knew who had come, but even if she and Wu Gang joined forces, they were no match for Zhang Nuo now! So, as soon as she was out of danger, she shouted loudly.

"Wu Gang! You came just in time!"

Standing steadily not far away, Zhang Nuo scanned with his Divine Sense and discovered Wu Gang's location, but what surprised him was that with his Divine Sense's keenness, he had not discovered Wu Gang's presence just now.

Jumping out from the darkness, upon hearing Xue Qianyang's words, Wu Gang also gasped; recalling his Magic Blade, he didn't even think about it before driving his Flying Magic Tool and rushing toward the foot of the mountain.

At this moment, Xue Qianyang raised one hand, and a ball of fire shot into the sky, after which the fire burst open, rushing toward every corner of Wushuang Sacred Demon Mountain. Looking back at Zhang Nuo, the woman took out a golden Talisman from her person, flicked her wrist, and stuck it on herself.

Subsequently, her whole body sank rapidly into the ground and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Not good!"

Although Zhang Nuo wanted to kill these two, he was greatly shocked when he saw Xue Qianyang send out a signal. No matter what, this was someone else's territory; even if there were no Golden Core Cultivators present, the sheer number of Foundation Establishment Cultivators was not something he could wipe out by himself.

Had Tie Lin not been scared away by a group of Foundation Establishment Cultivators back then, even though he had successfully reached the Golden Core stage in the Trial Ground? Thinking of this, Zhang Nuo transformed into a pale red rainbow and rushed toward the foot of the mountain.

Having flown only a few miles away, three Demon Cultivators rushed toward him. Upon seeing the escape light, the three were startled at first, then each sacrificed their Magic Treasure and slashed wildly at Zhang Nuo.

"Seeking death!"

Zhang Nuo, who was intent on rushing out of the Demon Mountain, would not show mercy. With a movement of his Divine Sense, three Flying Swords shot out from his body, turning into three White Threads that instantly pierced through the bodies of the three Demon Cultivators. The poor Demon Cultivators fell off their Flying Magic Tools without even seeing what the other party looked like.

"Hum!"

Following this sound, a radiance rose on the surface of the entire Wushuang Sacred Demon Mountain. Zhang Nuo, who was flying at full speed, almost crashed into this radiance.

Stopping in mid-air, Zhang Nuo lightly tapped the radiance in front of him with his finger, and immediately, a huge force came, throwing him far away.

"Damn it!"

He did not expect Wushuang Sacred Demon Mountain to react so quickly, instantly activating the Mountain Protection Array. And now, he was trapped inside. After cursing bitterly, Zhang Nuo turned back and looked at everything in the Demon Mountain.

He saw streams of light rising from the Demon Mountain like lamps in the dark night, and at the same time, the sounds of battle shook the sky, surging toward him from all directions.

Gritting his teeth, Zhang Nuo couldn't help but smile bitterly. It seemed that a great battle was unavoidable today; after all his calculations, he had still been schemed against. Being trapped in this Demon Mountain was equivalent to being a turtle in a jar!

At this time, over a dozen Demon Cultivators had already rushed to Zhang Nuo's vicinity. As soon as these dozen people felt the powerful Spiritual Pressure emanating from him, fear grew in their hearts. However, relying on their numbers, they still sacrificed their Magic Treasures one after another, and streaks of light slashed toward Zhang Nuo together.

Frowning slightly, Zhang Nuo faced the attacks of so many people and waved his robe sleeves repeatedly, causing two silver dragons, each a zhang long, to fly out; a high-pitched dragon roar soared into the sky, and after sweeping past the dozen or so demonic cultivators, these people were each knocked off their flying magic tools, their screams echoing incessantly.

Retracting his Flying Sword, Zhang Nuo's body surged with escape light as he flew toward the depths of Wushuang Sacred Demon Mountain! At the same time, streaks of light within the Demon Mountain swarmed toward him, and the shouts of battle behind him rose wave after wave!

Increasing his escape speed, Zhang Nuo left the pursuers far behind, but no matter how he fled, he could only wander within the Demon Mountain; facing the powerful Mountain Protection Restriction, he was also helpless.

"Hum!"

A humming sound arrived, and subsequently, a black pillar of light half a zhang thick shot up from the ground, nearly striking Zhang Nuo mid-flight.

Stopping his figure, Zhang Nuo focused his gaze toward the ground and saw that on the ground, eight demonic cultivators had formed a small Dharma Array; the pillar of light that attacked him was precisely activated from this Dharma Array.

"Go to hell!"

In a fit of rage, Zhang Nuo dove toward the ground while opening his mouth wide to spit out the Heaven-Turning Seal, pointing at the demonic cultivators below from afar! As the seal spun rapidly, it swelled to several dozen zhang in size, golden light flashing on its base, and after a deafening "Boom—" sound, the several demonic cultivators, along with their Dharma Array, were smashed to pieces!

Just as Zhang Nuo retracted the seal, a massive fluctuation of Spirit Power came from his left side, followed by a patch of Blood Mist flashing over from the distant horizon.

The churning Blood Mist was terrifying in its momentum, with over a dozen Red Skulls rushing out in the lead, whistling toward Zhang Nuo.

"Wu Gang! You've come at a good time! I, Zhang, was just looking for you!"

Upon seeing the Blood Mist, Zhang Nuo knew exactly who had arrived; his fighting spirit surged, and his eyes turned slightly red, for when he first clashed with Wu Gang years ago, he had nearly died at the man's hands, but now that his cultivation had greatly increased, Zhang Nuo no longer held this person in any regard.

Shouting loudly, Zhang Nuo lunged toward the incoming Red Skulls, the Nine Dragon Sword Case within his body spinning slightly as over a dozen Flying Swords flashed out like lightning, shattering the attacking Red Skulls one by one!

Suddenly, red mist filled the sky and spirit light shimmered; seeing Zhang Nuo so valiant and like a different person than before, Wu Gang within the Blood Mist was also greatly alarmed, for it seemed the gap in strength between Golden Core and Foundation Establishment was truly immense—the Zhang Nuo of the past had never been capable of such feats.