Chapter 119: Shocking

Li Zhi'an's gaze was like a torch; the Long Sword in his hand instantly left its sheath, the blade slicing through the air with a crisp sound.

His figure moved like lightning as he was the first to meet the few enemies charging at the front. His fierce sword techniques carried the sound of whistling wind, and as his sword flashes flickered, the enemies were struck one after another, falling to the ground with miserable screams.

Cheng Xi quickly formed seals with both hands, the Spirit Essence around her surging violently, transforming into several golden light blades that flew toward the enemies. Wherever the light blades went, the enemies' bodies were easily sliced apart, and a mist of blood filled the air.

While attacking, she kept an eye on Li Zhi'an's movements; the two of them coordinated with tacit understanding, making it difficult for the enemies to get close for a time.

Those disciples were not to be outdone either; they brandished their weapons and unleashed their respective spells. Some disciples condensed fireballs in their palms and threw them at the enemies; the fireballs exploded, swallowing the enemies within.

Other disciples manipulated water currents, turning them into water blades to slice at the enemies' bodies; the sounds of battle cries and spell collisions echoed in the cave, weaving into a fierce movement of combat.

Seeing this, the man in the black robe grew increasingly grim. He muttered incantations, his hands dancing rapidly, and suddenly a circle of black flames appeared around his body.

These flames were different from ordinary fire; they emitted an eerie aura and were extremely high in temperature, instantly scorching the ground they touched into charred black. The man in the black robe waved his hand violently, and the black flames swept toward Cheng Xi and the others like a wall of fire.

Li Zhi'an's eyes sharpened as he sensed the unusual aura of these black flames. He hurriedly dodged to the side while brandishing his Long Sword, attempting to block the flames' assault.

However, the power of the black flames exceeded imagination; as the Long Sword swept through the flames, it felt as if it had sunk into a quagmire, its speed slowing down. Li Zhi'an felt a wave of heat rush toward his face; his clothes were ignited by the flames, and his hair was also slightly scorched.

Seeing Li Zhi'an fall into danger, Cheng Xi felt a tightening in her heart.

Ignoring the need to attack the enemies, she quickly arrived at his side and formed defensive seals with her hands. A layer of golden light screen instantly formed in front of them, blocking the impact of the black flames.

The black flames collided with the light screen, emitting a sizzling sound; the light screen trembled slightly, appearing as if it could shatter at any moment.

"Everyone be careful, these flames are very strange!" Li Zhi'an shouted.

Hearing this, the crowd raised their vigilance and kept their distance from the black flames. At the same time, they increased the intensity of their attacks on the enemies, attempting to find a flaw in the enemies' offensive.

Just then, a disciple suddenly discovered that when the man in the black robe manipulated the black flames, his hand movements would have brief pauses. Whenever this happened, the power of the black flames would weaken slightly. The disciple hurriedly told the others of this discovery.

Hearing this, Cheng Xi's heart stirred. She exchanged a glance with Li Zhi'an, and the two understood each other perfectly.

Li Zhi'an seized the moment the man in the black robe's hands paused, leaped forward violently, and raised his Long Sword high, stabbing toward the man in the black robe.

Cheng Xi also launched an attack at the same time, condensing the golden light blades in her hands into a giant light sword and slashing toward the man in the black robe.

Seeing the two's attacks, the man in the black robe's expression changed drastically; he wanted to dodge, but it was already too late.

Li Zhi'an's Long Sword pierced his shoulder, and blood instantly gushed out. At the same time, Cheng Xi's light sword also slashed into his body, carving a long wound into him.

The man in the black robe screamed and fell backward. The spell in his hands instantly lost control, and the black flames dissipated along with it. Having lost the command of the man in the black robe, the enemies immediately fell into disarray. Cheng Xi and the others seized the opportunity to launch an attack, wiping out all the remaining enemies.

After resolving the enemies, Cheng Xi and the others arrived before the Altar. They carefully observed the Runes on the Altar, attempting to find a way to stop Ye Wujin's plan from within them. Cheng Xi reached out to touch the Runes on the Altar, and a powerful force surged from the Runes, making her hand tremble slightly.

"These Runes contain powerful strength; Ye Wujin must be using this power to open the Star Gate," Cheng Xi said.

Li Zhi'an frowned, contemplating a countermeasure. "We must find a way to destroy these Runes and stop Ye Wujin's plan," he said.

Just as everyone was thinking, a violent tremor suddenly came from the cave. Immediately following, a giant figure slowly walked out from the depths of the cave. That figure exuded powerful Demon aura all over; it was precisely the powerful Demon sealed in Wanxing Mountain.

As it turned out, in order to open the Star Gate, Ye Wujin had gone so far as to undo the Seal on the Demon, borrowing the Demon's power to guard the Altar.

The Demon slowly opened its eyes, its eyes flickering with blood-red light, filled with rage and killing intent. It looked at Cheng Xi and the others, then looked at the Altar, and let out a heaven-shaking roar.

"Not good, this Demon has been enraged!" Jiang Zhongqiao said with a pale face.

Cheng Xi took a deep breath; there was no way back now.

The Demon's giant claw swiped toward Li Zhi'an; Li Zhi'an flashed his figure, easily avoiding the Demon's attack. At the same time, the Long Sword in his hand stabbed toward the Demon's claw, the blade striking sparks against the Demon's claw.

Cheng Xi formed seals with both hands and threw out a Lightning Summoning Talisman, summoning a powerful bolt of lightning. The lightning struck toward the Demon, hitting the Demon's body.

The Demon was struck by the lightning and its body trembled slightly, but it did not suffer much damage. It roared in anger, spraying a stream of black flames from its mouth that swept toward the crowd.

The crowd hurriedly dodged; the black flames raged in the cave, melting the surrounding rocks.

Taking advantage of the gap in the Demon's attack, Li Zhi'an quickly arrived behind the Demon, the Long Sword in his hand infused with all his Spirit Essence, and stabbed toward the Demon's back. The Long Sword pierced into the Demon's body, and dark green blood gushed out.

The Demon felt the pain and turned around violently, its giant tail whipping toward Li Zhi'an. The space here was narrow, and Li Zhi'an could not dodge in time; he was struck by the tail and his body flew out, crashing heavily against the cave wall. He spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turning deathly pale.

Cheng Xi's eyes sharpened; she charged toward the Demon, her spells attacking the Demon incessantly.

Under the combined attacks of the crowd, the Demon's body gradually grew weak. Its movements became sluggish, and the wounds on its body became more and more numerous.

Cheng Xi and Li Zhi'an exchanged a glance; the two had a tacit understanding and tried to flank it from front and back, but they did not expect this Demon to still have some agility, actually sensing their intentions, turning around and running back into the cave to confront them from a distance.

The scene suddenly stagnated.

The two sides stood in a standoff, neither able to do anything to the other for a time.

Cheng Xi took out the various Pills she had prepared long ago and threw them to everyone, letting them rest and regroup during this gap.

Jiang Zhongqiao and Yan Jishu were discussing a method on how to lure the Demon out.

Just at this moment, a burst of loud laughter suddenly came; the crowd looked up and saw Ye Wujin standing halfway up the mountain, followed by countless mountain demons, the momentum terrifying.