Chapter 120: Die Here, All of You

Ye Wujin's wild laughter echoed in the cave, like a sharp blade slicing through the tense and stagnant air.

He looked down at Cheng Xi and the others from a high vantage point, a smug sneer hanging on his face; behind him, the mountain demons took on various forms, some baring fangs and brandishing sharp claws, emitting low growls as if cheering for their master.

"You think you can stop me? That is nothing but a pipe dream!" Ye Wujin's voice was bone-chillingly cold, laced with endless mockery, "The Star Gate is about to open, and you shall all die here today!"

Jiang Weiran clenched his fists so tightly his nails nearly embedded into his palms, glaring angrily at Ye Wujin: "Ye Wujin, for your own selfish desires, you did not hesitate to break the Demon's Seal and endanger the common people; today, I will certainly not let you succeed!"

Cheng Fenglan turned her head to look at Jiang Weiran, then loudly echoed: "That's right, even if we die in battle today, we will never let you have your way."

Ye Wujin gave a disdainful snort, his hands rapidly forming seals as he chanted. Following his movements, the surrounding Spirit Essence began to fluctuate violently; the Demon, which had been temporarily suppressed by Cheng Xi and the others, seemed to be pulled by some powerful force, the blood-red light in its eyes flaring intensely as it let out another deafening roar and charged toward the group.

"Watch out!" Li Zhi'an shouted, brandishing his Long Sword to meet the Demon.

Jiang Zhongqiao and Yan Jishu also reacted quickly, each wielding a Dharma Artifact to protect Li Zhi'an in the center; they each cast spells, one condensing an Ice Wall on the left in an attempt to block part of the Demon's movements, while the other manipulated a gale on the right, blowing the black flames spat out by the Demon to the side to prevent them from harming the group.

The disciples also brought out their own signature skills one after another, some releasing lightning, others throwing out poisonous mist; for a time, the cave was filled with intersecting spell light and thunderous battle cries.

Under the group's siege, although the Demon had added many more wounds to its body, its massive frame and powerful strength still made the group feel immense pressure. Every one of its attacks carried the force of a collapsing mountain and an overturning sea, forcing everyone to respond with caution.

Seeing this, a look of impatience appeared on Ye Wujin's face. He pushed his hands forward violently, and a black energy wave swept toward the group.

Wherever this energy wave passed, the space seemed to be distorted; the group felt a powerful pressure rushing toward them, and their bodies involuntarily retreated backward.

Jiang Weiran and Cheng Fenglan had low magic power and were sent flying backward almost instantly, crashing heavily against the cave wall.

Cheng Fenglan fainted on the spot, and Jiang Weiran lay on the ground, life or death unknown.

"Oh no, this is Ye Wujin's forbidden spell!" Li Zhi'an's expression changed drastically; he knew the power of this spell well, and if they did not block it in time, everyone would suffer heavy injuries. He gritted his teeth, gathered all his spiritual power onto his Long Sword, and shouted, slashing toward the black energy wave.

"Clang!" With a loud bang, like the tolling of a great bell, Li Zhi'an's Long Sword collided with the black energy wave, splashing countless sparks. However, his strength was ultimately unable to contend with the greatly enhanced Tai Xu Golden Pupil Silver Brilliance Art; his body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, falling heavily to the ground and vomiting another mouthful of blood.

Cheng Xi rushed toward Li Zhi'an and helped him up, her eyes full of worry: "Li Zhi'an, how are you?"

Li Zhi'an endured the pain and squeezed out a smile: "I'm fine, don't worry about me, you must stop Ye Wujin!"

At this moment, the Demon took advantage of the group's distraction to launch another attack. Its massive claws swiped toward Cheng Xi and Li Zhi'an; Cheng Xi hurriedly shielded Li Zhi'an behind her and formed defensive hand seals.

A layer of golden light screen formed instantly in front of them, barely blocking this strike from the Demon. But under the Demon's powerful force, the light screen began to show cracks and could shatter at any moment.

Just at this critical juncture, a disciple suddenly had an idea; he remembered a strange herb he had collected in the mountains earlier, which was said to emit an odor that Demons found extremely repulsive when burned. He quickly pulled the herb from his robes, lit it, and threw it toward the Demon.

After the herb burned, it emitted a pungent odor; upon smelling it, the Demon's originally crazed eyes revealed a trace of fear, its movements slowed down significantly, and it even began to retreat.

"Now is the time!" Jiang Zhongqiao shouted, and the group seized this opportunity to increase the intensity of their attacks. Various spells poured down like raindrops toward the Demon and Ye Wujin.

Seeing the Demon affected, Ye Wujin was furious. He waved his hands rapidly in the air, trying to control the Demon to continue attacking. But the Demon was already disturbed by that odor and was somewhat unresponsive.

Cheng Xi took the opportunity to condense a massive golden light Sword and flew it toward Ye Wujin. Ye Wujin sensed the danger and dodged to the side; the light Sword grazed his body, tearing his sleeve.

"You ants, how dare you hurt me!" Ye Wujin was enraged by shame, his eyes fixed firmly on Cheng Xi.

Just as he was about to cast a spell, a violent tremor suddenly came from outside the cave. Immediately after, a dazzling light shot in; the group looked closely and saw that it was Ji Muzhi and the others who had arrived.

"Eldest Miss, the thing you wanted is ready, catch!"

A compass as large as a washbasin was thrown over; Cheng Xi flew to catch it, her fingers rapidly flicking across the compass as she chanted, and the compass instantly shone with dazzling brilliance.

Swept by this light, the Demon let out a miserable cry, blood instantly sprayed from its eyes, and it collapsed with a boom.

Seeing the situation was bad, Ye Wujin wanted to flee; Li Zhi'an's figure flashed, appearing instantly before Ye Wujin, and the Long Sword in his hand swung, a powerful spiritual force blocking Ye Wujin's path forward.

Ye Wujin retreated instantly, and with a grab into the air, a figure fell into his hands; he looked at Cheng Xi and laughed, "Cheng Xi, stop, or I will kill him!"

Cheng Yunjian!

"Brother!" Cheng Fenglan had just woken up and saw Ye Wujin holding her brother hostage; her eye sockets instantly turned red.

Cheng Yunjian hung his head, life or death unknown; Cheng Fenglan scrambled up and wanted to run over, but Cheng Xi grabbed her.

"Stand still!"

Cheng Fenglan really wanted to shake off Cheng Xi's hand, but... she gritted her teeth and didn't let herself do so.

With such heavy casualties today, she could not let more people die for her own selfish desires.

Tears rolled down one after another, and she stared tightly at her brother, not blinking once.

Cheng Xi breathed a slight sigh of relief, then looked at Ye Wujin and said loudly: "Ye Wujin, if you let him go, I will let you leave today, how about that?"

"Cheng Xi, you think I would fall for your trick! All of you, back away, or I will kill him right now!" Ye Wujin's fingertips stopped at Cheng Fenglan's dantian; with just a slight force, he could shatter his dantian.