Chapter 16: Purple Lightning Dark Thunder Blade!

Chen Zheng's expression changed slightly, he stopped reaching for Wang Guanshi's back of the head, turned and hurried to the window, looking toward the island.

"Who is shouting, why so intrusive?"

The other demon hunters also heard those strange cries, and they snapped back to attention from the recent series of shocking events, their expressions puzzled, and they looked toward the island.

The sound came from there.

It was now the hour of Hai, the sky was very dark, only the faint starlight scattered across the firmament, making it hard for ordinary people to see distant objects.

But the others' cultivation was not low; their ears were keen, eyes bright, and their sight was unaffected by the darkness.

Soon they saw what was emitting the strange cries.

It turned out to be clusters of gloomy air currents.

Dense, countless air currents!

"Heavenly Demon!"

A demon hunter let out a terrified, desperate scream, nearly falling onto his butt on the ground.

The other demon hunters were no better; their faces changed dramatically, as if seeing a ghost in broad daylight.

It should be known that there are three relatively common types of demons in the world: human demons, earth demons, and Heavenly Demons.

The first two will not be elaborated here.

Only the last, the Heavenly Demon, is the most unique among the three.

Heavenly Demons have no bodies; they take the form of air currents, possess independent thought, their intelligence comparable to that of humans, and can change endlessly, possessing other living beings' bodies.

They are somewhat similar to wandering ghost spirits.

Only a Heavenly Demon King comparable to a Shen Tong Mi Jing can condense a true flesh-and-blood body.

Heavenly Demons are naturally cruel and bloodthirsty, and they love devouring the flesh and blood of other beings the most.

Especially the flesh and blood of warriors with abundant Yang energy; when a Heavenly Demon consumes and digests it, it greatly nourishes itself, accelerating its cultivation to a Shen Tong Mi Jing and becoming a Heavenly Demon King.

Therefore ordinary warriors are especially fearful of Heavenly Demons.

Only the formidable disciples from the great sects of Immortals, Demons, and Beast Paths are unafraid of Heavenly Demons.

Some even slay Heavenly Demons to hone themselves, or capture them to refine pills and forge artifacts.

Normally, Heavenly Demons live in harsh environments beyond the realms of the starry sky, or in the Demon Realm; how could they appear on these Forty-Nine Islands?

And there are so many Heavenly Demons.

The demon hunters were both shocked and doubtful.

Chen Zheng's expression grew slightly solemn.

The thing he feared had indeed happened.

Coincidentally, the Heavenly Demons truly emerged.

In his sight, streaks of pitch‑black, deep Heavenly Demon air currents were flying through the island's forests.

Especially at the mountain he had climbed yesterday, at the cave entrance on the summit, a continuous stream of Heavenly Demon currents was pouring out, seemingly endless.

When numerous Heavenly Demons emerged from the cave, dozens to hundreds of them gathered, forming one black cloud after another, covering the sky and blocking the sun, enveloping the entire mountain.

Black clouds cover the summit!

Moreover, many of the black clouds formed by Heavenly Demons had already drifted toward the Magic Ship where they were.

At the speed of Heavenly Demons, they would arrive quickly.

"Hehe, so many human warriors, such fresh flesh and blood, we can have a feast..."

A strong wind blew.

The Heavenly Demons within the black clouds let out eerie howls, like locusts passing by; wherever they went, the vegetation withered.

"What are you just standing there for? Set sail, or do you want me to crush you to death?"

Chen Zheng turned back and shouted at Wang Guanshi.

Whether it's a hundred, a thousand, or ten thousand Heavenly Demons, he is confident he can confront them, even slay them all.

But with so many Heavenly Demons, he is also at a loss.

He is not made of iron.

Moreover, the cave entrance on the summit kept spewing out Heavenly Demons nonstop; who knows how many there are.

Once the number of Heavenly Demons exceeds a certain limit, even a Shen Tong Mi Jing cultivator here would be drained to death.

Furthermore, killing Heavenly Demons is not like slaying beast demons; beast demons can be blood‑sucked, but Heavenly Demons have no blood, offering Chen Zheng no benefit—it's all effort with no reward.

He also lacks a hell furnace.

"Oh!"

At this moment, Wang Guanshi was also looking out the window, seeing the massive number of Heavenly Demons on the island, his expression terrified; after being rebuked by Chen Zheng, he shivered instantly, and hurried back into the room.

He was severely wounded, blood gushing from his chest, yet the fear spurred him to run swiftly, dashing into the room, where he found the token that controls the Magic Ship in a drawer.

Grasping the token, the ship activated and swooshed toward the sea surface.

"The ship is set, we are safe," the demon hunters said as the Magic Ship raced in the opposite direction of the island; the heavy stone in their hearts finally settled, allowing them to wipe the cold sweat from their foreheads.

Chen Zheng, however, was not so optimistic.

He kept a composed face, stepped a few steps into the room, and snatched the token from Wang Guanshi's hand.

"Don't kill me, I didn't know there were so many Heavenly Demons on the Forty-Nine Islands... I won't seek revenge... My lady's death was her own fault..."

Wang Guanshi thought Chen Zheng intended to kill him, and, terrified, knelt on the ground pleading incoherently.

"Get out."

Chen Zheng kicked Wang Guanshi, sending him flying outward.

Now there's no time to bother with that person; didn't you see the Heavenly Demons on the island also chasing after the Magic Ship?

Although the Magic Ship is fast, those Heavenly Demons can fly, and they rise even faster.

In a moment, the black clouds formed by clusters of heavenly demons had already drawn near.

You have arrived at this novel.

An accelerated dive, swooping down to kill!

The heavenly demons are coming!

Ah...

Several Physical Body Eightfold martial artists were struck by the heavenly demons, struggling and wailing in the black clouds.

In just a breath or two, the flesh and blood on several people were devoured clean by the heavenly demons, leaving only white bones.

Other parts of the deck were also in utter chaos.

Some were stripped of their flesh and blood by the heavenly demons, while others fought fiercely against the heavenly demons.

But the heavenly demons are extremely numerous and cunning like ghosts, sometimes turning into swords, spears, swords and halberds, sometimes possessing the bodies of demon hunters, leaving those still resisting demon hunters in a flustered frenzy.

Even Physical Body Ninth Layer martial artists find it hard to resist.

In an instant, tragic cries erupted all over the ship.

On the stern deck, Li Rong and Li Qiu stood back-to-back, forming a mutually supportive angle, fiercely battling two clusters of demon clouds.

The two demon clouds together numbered seventy or eighty heavenly demons.

Among them were many heavenly demons equivalent to Physical Body Ninth Layer cultivators; how could the two possibly withstand them?

Not long after, they could no longer hold on, watching helplessly as the heavenly demons lunged forward, turning into gaping bloody maws that snapped at them.

Brother, are we going to die...

Li Rong bit her lip tightly, her pretty face filled with despair.

Brother couldn't protect you well.

Li Qiu sighed deeply, tightly grasping Li Rong's trembling hand, and closed his eyes.

Since childhood, he had lost both parents, alone bringing his sister to wander the South Sea region, having endured untold hardships and dangers, all of which he bore by himself.

But tonight

he could no longer bear it.

He could only close his eyes and await death.

Boom—boom!

Two fierce gusts of punching wind suddenly surged forth; upon contact with the black cloud formed by the heavenly demons, it was like a gunpowder barrel exploding, instantly blasting many heavenly demons into disarray without even a chance to scream.

Young Master Chen!

Li Qiu's eyes flew open, and he saw Chen Zheng in a green robe, his hair fluttering, standing not far away; he was instantly overjoyed.

Chen Zheng rescued them.

Thank you, Young Master Chen...

Li Rong also felt joy and was about to thank him, but saw Chen Zheng's expression suddenly turn grave as he gazed toward the heavens.

She froze, just about to follow Chen Zheng's gaze, when a cold, frost-like female voice came from the heavens: 'Bold demon!'

As the female voice rang out, above the island not far away where the heavenly demons wreaked havoc, a startling sight suddenly appeared.

Clusters of fist-sized purple lightning descended from the sky, spinning round and round.

Crackle—crackle!

In an instant, the purple lightning all transformed into blades of electric current that devoured and spewed forth, slashing down from the sky onto the mountain peak on the barren island where the heavenly demons were most numerous.

Damn, this is one of the Eight Great Divine Abilities of the Feather Ascension Sect, the Purple Electric Yin Thunder Blade!

Run!

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