Chapter 475: The

Sun Wukong, Yang Jian, and Nezha exchanged a glance.

The three Ancestral Demons opposite them each seemed like an unshakable mountain to them.

Yet, no matter how strong the opponents were, they would not retreat, nor could they retreat.

After all, the one they were protecting behind them was Tang An.

"Come, let Old Sun test whether your axe is harder, or Old Sun's Golden Cudgel is harder."

Sun Wukong directly unleashed the Law of Heaven and Earth, brandishing his giant Golden Cudgel to meet Motu, who also relied on physical attacks.

Motu was extremely shocked; someone from the Inner Realm could actually transform their body to such a massive size. And their combat power had almost instantly risen to the Saint Realm.

"Eat a blow from Old Sun!"

This blow struck Motu in the front, and the Demon Soldiers behind Motu in the back.

Motu held his axe to hard-block the Golden Cudgel; his physique appeared so tiny against the backdrop of the giant Golden Cudgel.

And the force of the Golden Cudgel sent him flying backward, while simultaneously crushing a large swath of Demon Soldiers.

"Heaven-Splitting Axe!"

Motu kicked off to create distance from the Golden Cudgel, letting it sweep toward the Demon Soldiers. He then flew up and slashed toward the top of Sun Wukong's head.

"Bang!"

Yang Jian had been prepared for a long time; the moment Motu raised his axe, he pulled the trigger and blasted the giant axe shadow that had just condensed with a single shot.

At the same time, the bullet seemed to curve, turning to shoot toward Motu's head.

Moxian finally made a move, using pressure to form a gripping force that crushed the bullet condensed from Dharma Power.

Even so, a gash oozing black blood was cut onto Motu's face.

"You actually managed to wound this master!" Motu was easily angered, and raging black flames ignited on his body.

This time he stopped probing and attacked with full force, using the fastest speed and strongest power to deal with Sun Wukong.

Moxian just wanted to move against Yang Jian, but his path was blocked by Nezha holding his Fire-Tipped Spear.

"Your opponent is me."

Nezha knew that his personality was not one to procrastinate. But what Tang An needed most was to stall for time.

Leaving Molu to Yang Jian, with the two of them facing off, was the best way to stall for time.

Moxian, however, did not take Nezha seriously. "Are you trying to say that you also know that kind of spell? That you can raise your cultivation to fight this master?"

Before this, he had invaded the Inner Realm so many times and had never seen anyone use such a spell.

It could increase the body to ten thousand feet tall and turn a Magic Treasure into a pillar supporting the sky. At the same time, it enhanced defensive power, attack power, and cultivation realm.

If everyone could really use it, the Inner Realm would probably be counter-attacking the Outer Domain!

"Unfortunately, this deity can also use it!"

Nezha immediately unleashed the Law of Heaven and Earth, his six arms locking onto six directions and slapping toward Moxian.

The force of those six palms opening and closing formed spatial rifts, and the sound of the air waves exploded, making one's head ache.

If that were all, it would be one thing, but Nezha's other two heads each manifested different Magic Treasures, all of which followed the six arms to strike at Moxian again.

Moxian, with his Ancestral Demon Mid-Stage cultivation, was actually forced into such a predicament because of his own contempt.

Now, back to the standoff between Yang Jian and the strongest Ancestral Demon, Molu.

He held his Magic Treasure aimed at Molu; as long as Molu made a move, he could fire at any time to stall and interfere.

Molu also seemed to want to see what other abilities these few figures had. He did not act rashly, but instead commanded the five hundred thousand Demon Soldiers to attack the three of them.

Originally, they were already using all their strength to fight the Ancestral Demons; adding the interference of five hundred thousand Demon Soldiers would surely cause them to be distracted.

And Molu was like a high and mighty existence, controlling the overall situation and appreciating the one-sided slaughter by the Demon race.

Seeing the five hundred thousand swarming Demon Soldiers approaching, Yang Jian had no choice but to switch to the Kaishan Axe to hack at the Demon Soldiers surrounding them.

This place was the Outer Domain, not the Inner Realm; without the blessing of the Great Dao Law of Zhenmo Pass, the five hundred thousand Demon Soldiers were likewise immortal and indestructible.

Therefore, this was a very grave problem for the three of them.

At the same time, Tang An had already condensed the eighth Great Killing Weapon.

"Pfft~"

Tang An spat out a mouthful of blood; her Qi Sea had already cracked like a great rift valley. Her meridians were scorching and sluggish from excessive operation, as if a raging fire were burning her entire body, and the pain made her nearly faint.

"Not enough, still not enough."

Two more times, just two more times.

Tang An no longer even had the Dharma Power to urge the Immortal Pill, so she could only grab them by the handful and send them into her mouth.

Her eyes did not shrink back from the pain; instead, she became more courageous the more she fought, becoming even more determined.

But at such a critical moment, she could no longer maintain the seal on the destructive aura of the eight Great Killing Weapons.

In this very instant, it was detected by Molu outside.

"There is someone else?"

Molu locked onto Tang An's position in an instant and acted decisively.

Outside the Map of Mountains and Rivers, two pairs of giant, withered black demon claws directly tore the Map of Mountains and Rivers apart from the surrounding heaven and earth, revealing the true face of the Map of Mountains and Rivers.

And the exposure of the Map of Mountains and Rivers allowed Molu to see at a glance Tang An, who was hiding behind it and condensing the ninth Great Killing Weapon.

"This is..."

Molu was shocked into silence; he felt that aura that had destroyed the Two-Domain Passage. Not one, but eight.

If those eight Magic Treasures were activated simultaneously, what kind of destructive damage would it be for the Outer Domain!

"Bad!"

He did not care what Tang An was planning; he shifted in front of the Map of Mountains and Rivers, condensed a giant demon claw, and tore the Map of Mountains and Rivers away from in front of Tang An.

He could not destroy the body of the Map of Mountains and Rivers, but he could break the Map of Mountains and Rivers' defense of Tang An.

"How dare you touch him!"

Nezha's eyes were scarlet; he did not care at all how many Demon Soldiers were around him, nor did he care that Demon Saliva was currently attacking him.

Instead, he used his arms to directly lift a piece of Outer Domain boulder nearest to him and smashed it toward Demon Slaughter.

On this type of boulder, there was Innate Violent Qi, which even an Ancestral Demon would not dare to touch lightly.

It could be said that in a moment of utter desperation, Nezha once again used a fighting style that damaged himself by eight hundred to injure the enemy by one thousand.

Before that violent Qi smashed into Demon Slaughter, it had already sliced many wounds into Nezha's two arms, revealing the ghastly white bone beneath.

"Get lost!"

Simply smashing the boulder over was not enough; Nezha turned his back directly to the Outer Realm Demon Race and rushed toward Demon Slaughter, who wanted to harm Tang An.

Seeing Nezha use this suicidal fighting style again, the corners of Tang An's eyes turned scarlet; just as she was about to speak, she was shaken by Demon Slaughter's attack and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Very well."

"Excellent."

Tang An wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and stared viciously at Demon Slaughter. "Demon Butcher, Demon Saliva, Demon Slaughter."

"If I survive today, you will certainly die a miserable death."

She currently had no strength to counterattack and could only be forced to defend.

If she were to give up channeling Dharma Power into the Great Killing Weapon, with her current weak body, she would have no absolute certainty of winning.

Tang An had also considered whether to call for support from the Saints in the Inner Realm.

But the more she was in such a moment, the more she feared a knife being stabbed into her back.

After all, who could guarantee that no other Saint was colluding with the Outer Realm Demon Race?