Chapter 442

The moment the faint mist shrouding the feathered immortal dissipated, everyone fell silent, staring blankly at the barefoot celestial being who had stepped into the mortal world. Sima Wei stared blankly at the celestial being who had suddenly appeared inside the bizarre and gloomy demonic cave, feeling his throat go dry.

The gloomy demonic cave and the feathered celestial being complemented each other, giving a feeling of having walked out of the distant past, making people feel as if they were experiencing the hazy passage of time retreating and the ancient years suddenly reappearing.

Everyone in the group riding dragon horses could not hide their astonishment.

Sima Wei appeared even more solemn. It was not strange for any demons to appear in the Clamorous Demonic Realm, but a celestial being with wings and untainted by dust had appeared here. Feathered ascension and celestial beings with wings were near-immortal existences, and also a group in the heavenly realm born with thousands of years of lifespan. Such existences were half-immortal and half-divine. In ancient times, before the Primordial Spirit Realm was opened, feathered ascension was a realm pursued by the Daoist Sect in its most ancient times.

In the current Daoist Sect, only the most ancient Daoist scriptures still depict such images.

Seeing the feathered celestial being walk out of ancient history today and appear before them gave the Sima family group a shock even deeper than those ferocious and terrifying gu-kings.

The feathered celestial being slowly turned its head, and its beautiful, indistinguishable-gender face finally appeared directly before everyone.

At this moment, Sima Wei's hands holding the dragon horse reins trembled violently. If the left side of the celestial being was a near-immortal existence, then its right side was a demon. The withered half of the face was like a corpse, while the other half was a perfect side face like an immortal; spliced with the hideous and terrifying corpse half, the drooping right wing had messy feathers and was stained with blood. The immortal feathered celestial being was already a remnant corpse, making people feel fear and suffocation.

Sima Wei dared not approach any further. He turned his horse's head and found that the skeleton knight riding a corpse horse on the other side was getting closer and closer to the group; the sound of its clattering hooves was about to enter Sima Wei's ears.

"This place is too bizarre!" Sima Wei said coldly: "Do not approach that feathered celestial being; once such an existence dies and becomes a corpse, it is a great omen of evil!"

Sima Liang, driving a war chariot pulled by four evil flood dragons, also caught up. Seeing the path blocked by those two existences, he also looked somewhat solemn and said: "What is going on? Didn't the family say that all kinds of dangers here had been explored and means had been prepared?"

"The Demon-Burying Stone Altar is mysterious and unpredictable; I have long said that it should not be underestimated!" Sima Yong also rolled up a formation map and came to the front.

"They are just a few yin spirits, scaring you like that!"

Sima Lun sneered with disdain. He glanced at the feathered celestial being without fear and strode towards the celestial being with wings on its back. He sacrificed a five-colored canopy, and strips of red qi fell to protect himself; he clearly had full confidence. Sima Lun was one of the few clan sons of the Sima family who cultivated both martial arts and Dao. Because a blood-colored flesh tumor was born in his right eye at the time of his birth, which was very demonic, he was disliked by the clan in his early years and did not even have the opportunity to cultivate Foundation Establishment.

Later, after he cultivated martial arts Foundation Establishment, he discovered that his own blood qi flowed into the flesh tumor, and he could grow another flesh eye in his eye, which could see through other people's bones, flesh, and internal organs at a glance.

He stole martial arts and looked for flaws, and he was invincible.

Everyone else said that this flesh tumor of Sima Lun was a demonic eye, only he himself insisted that this was the strange phenomenon of the double pupils of ancient sages, comparing himself to the Overlord. Relying on this demonic eye, his martial arts cultivation was the most powerful among the eight clan sons of the Sima family, but because of his innate demonic appearance, he was rejected by others, so he had no chance to compete for the position of Crown Prince.

Today, others dared not offend the celestial being, but he dared.

Because that demonic eye had already seen through that the feathered celestial being's blood qi was exhausted; even if a powerful shell remained, it would be difficult to make trouble. It should be known that for any corpse-changed object, although the blood qi in the body is turbid, evil, and gloomy, belonging to corpse qi, it is also extremely amazing, piercing the sky and the earth. Without such corpse qi, even if it were the body of a zombie or drought demon, it would be impossible to have infinite strength and a body that is difficult to destroy.

Therefore, in Sima Lun's eyes, this feathered celestial being was just a show.

His right eye directly erupted with intense blood light, and he swung the coiled dragon halberd in his hand, sneering: "The left side of the body still has some flavor, but the right half is too ugly; I'll fix it for you!"

The iron halberd vibrated, and the coiled dragon on it suddenly took shape. The two crescent-shaped blades turned into dragon claws, and the golden dragon emitted an incomparably heavy aura, probing its claws in mid-air and grabbing towards the feathered celestial being. As the golden dragon circled, Sima Lun lifted the iron halberd, presenting a pincer attack, intending to lift the feathered celestial being high, and then combine law and martial arts, with the golden dragon and the iron halberd combining to split it in two.

Clang!

Under that golden dragon, the weak and thin celestial being raised its hand slightly.

Using that slender, delicate, onion-like hand, it pinched slightly and grabbed the golden dragon in mid-air...

Sima Lun did not see it wrong; the feathered celestial being was not corpse-changed into a demon, so its blood qi was exhausted, like a dead corpse. But she was reborn in Qian Chen's demonic sound, as if the past had reappeared, full of incredible demonic nature; it was not like corpse change but even more terrifying than corpse change. This was the remnant ash that walked out of the embers of the cataclysm, and also the incarnation of the Yu Yu Jiuyou darkness.

The celestial being with a beautiful half-face grabbed the halberd tip stabbed by Sima Lun with her right hand, which had already turned into withered bone.

Sima Lun's face changed drastically. He only felt that the coiled dragon halberd in his hand seemed to have taken root, and it did not move at all in the demon corpse's hand... The wings behind the celestial being spread and fell.

Sima Lun's head flew up, and the surging blood qi rushed his head three zhang high, and then the rolling blood qi sank into the feathered celestial being's withered body like a tide. At this moment, the tumor demonic eye on Sima Lun's head, which had not yet fallen, saw a trace of gloomy blood qi emerging from the celestial being's withered body.

At this moment, he only had one thought in his mind—"Sima Yue wants to harm me!"

The blood-stained celestial being became even more evil. She raised her head slightly, and a glimmer of spiritual light appeared in her dead eyes.

This caused Sima Liang, Sima Wei, and Sima Yong not far away to explode in their minds.

Although Sima Lun was impulsive and irritable and his brain was not good, his martial arts cultivation was extremely powerful, and he had innate evil supernatural powers like the tumor demonic eye. Everyone did not expect that he would not be able to pass a single round in front of that feathered celestial being's corpse.

"Escape!" Sima Yong rolled up the formation map and turned into a ray of spiritual light, fleeing towards the back.

Sima Wei patted the dragon horse he was riding, which was already trembling and uneasy to the extreme. The psychic dragon horse turned around instantly and fled towards the back without stopping. Sima Liang hesitated for a moment, then saw several loyal knights who were delaying the enemy for their master go up to block the celestial being's corpse, only to be slashed by the blood-stained bone wings. Instantly, a team of people was neatly cut at the waist, people and horses together. Someone burned their spirit before dying and launched a desperate strike, but did not even knock off a single feather behind the celestial being.

The celestial being raised its head and looked at the people who were fleeing. A glimmer of spiritual light of thought appeared in its withered eyes, as if nostalgic, and also as if puzzled. This glance was like crossing a distance of ten thousand years, looking over.

Sima Liang's hair stood on end, and he urged the flood dragon war chariot under him!

Before he could rush to the intersection, he saw Sima Wei being lifted from the dragon horse by the black-armored cavalryman behind him. The black long spear pierced through his chest. The black-armored cavalryman pulled out his blade with a backhand, but it was a remnant blade, with the blade broken at two-thirds. Although it was scarred, it still retained amazing sharpness, easily cutting off Sima Wei's head.

It untied the armor, put down the helmet, and revealed the empty neck under the helmet without a head.

The black-armored cavalryman picked up Sima Wei's head, matched it to his neck, and then abandoned it like a shoe, throwing it under the horse.

"How dare you!" A roar of fury came from behind.

The Eastern Palace Forbidden Hall broke through the stone wall and came, with the old man of the Sima family standing on it. He attacked in anger, and the talisman books on the copper mace shone brightly. On each section, a divine talisman was engraved, which was a sharp weapon enshrined in the Sima family's ancestral temple. The old man was the clan elder, so he could wear it. The copper mace struck down, as if thirty-two righteous gods were blessing it.

The bone horse ridden by the headless black-armored cavalryman jumped up, and the long spear in its hand turned into a ray of mysterious light and stabbed out, blocking the copper mace.

It pulled out the previous remnant blade with a backhand and jumped off the horse to slash.

Facing the stone wall, Qian Chen's true body was playing the zither intensely and high-spiritedly at this time, like a war song. The zither sound echoed in the stone cave, spreading out through countless holes. At this moment, the scenes of the cataclysm recorded by the Yu Yu Jiuyou darkness also reached their climax...

"Kill!" Sounds of shouting and killing came from every hole, and the mountain-shouting and sea-roaring gathered into a tide.

Under the empty helmet of the black-armored cavalryman, a sound also came out: "Kill!"

The remnant blade in its hand wiped over, and a tragic aura echoed silently. The remnant blade slashed upwards, cutting off the long spear that was pressing against the Eastern Palace copper hall. The cut spear tail stabbed out along the way, piercing the old man's body together with the broken blade. At this time, the old man's body suddenly split from the wound, dividing into two blood lights, rushing into the forbidden hall and merging into one again.

The old man who reappeared looked slightly pale.

And Qian Chen, who was playing the zither in the distance, revealed a knowing smile.

"The immortal body of gods and demons! It really is the demonic path..."

The headless celestial being had also arrived in front of the Eastern Palace Forbidden Hall. Not far away, the Heaven-Walking Boat ridden by Sima Yong was already a pile of wreckage. A blood-stained white feather cut the huge flying boat in half, embedded in Sima Yong's brow, almost splitting his head in two.

Sima Yue was stunned, looking down at the corpses of the three people not far away, and then turned to look at the old man who did not dare to go out to fight and was shrinking in the Eastern Palace Forbidden Hall to repair his demonic body. His eyes were full of disbelief, and he muttered: "No, didn't my Sima family already explore this place? Where did these dead corpses come from? Could it be a conspiracy of the demonic path? They want to eliminate us together... This feathered celestial being, this black-armored divine general! Why? Why did they come after us?"

His voice was full of grief and indignation!

The old man stood in the copper hall, his eyes revealing a trace of ruthlessness. He pointed, and Sima Yong, who had already fled to the distance, was rolled back by the formation map beside him. He involuntarily faced the two dead corpses. In the Hunyuan One Qi Formation, the group of cultivators presiding over the formation were instantly drained, blood-sacrificing the formation map, and launched a mighty attack that shook the entire cave. Even the hard stone wall beside it was destroyed by the aftermath, all turning into dust and no longer existing.

This attack of the formation map blocked the feathered celestial being's corpse and the black-armored headless knight.

The Eastern Palace Forbidden Hall took the opportunity to shrink to the size of a basket, drilled into a small hole nearby, and fled towards the distance.

At this time, Xie An and the other noble family cultivators discovered that the bloodthirsty and ferocious gu-kings seemed to have sensed some terrifying aura, quickly faded their ferocity, turned back and drilled into many tunnels, and fled away. The group, who had suffered heavy casualties, had not yet had time to catch their breath when they saw the remaining retainers of the Sima family fleeing in panic.

How could the various True Persons have imagined what the Sima clan sons, each with guards and especially expensive magic treasures, had encountered in front, which could make the people around them so scared out of their wits!