Chapter 1215: The Demon Cultivator's Lair

When the sky was slightly bright, they finally arrived in a mountain range.

People from the village in the past dared not come to this place at all, because this was where the Mountain God lived; for them, it was a forbidden zone, and no one dared to step into this forbidden zone.

There were more than ten Daoists in the Liehuo Temple, and this time was exactly when these Daoists got up to chant scriptures.

Although these fellows were Demon Cultivators, they chanted Daoist scriptures every day; perhaps they thought this could eliminate a bit of the sin on their bodies.

With a thud, the red-faced Daoist was thrown before the statue of the Three Pure Ones in the main hall of the temple.

"Who is it?" A group of Daoists who were chanting scriptures exploded; they jumped up one after another, their eyes revealing a fierce light.

A senior Daoist among them had a fierce look on his face; seeing Chen Yu stepping slowly into the main hall, he roared, "Who are you? Why did you hurt our Liehuo Temple disciples?"

"Are you the Temple Master?" Chen Yu glanced at that Daoist.

"That's right, I am the Temple Master of Liehuo Temple, Tianye." The Daoist glanced at Chen Yu: "Who are you? Why do you dare to hurt the disciples of my sect? Do you know that we are the spokesmen for the Mountain God?"

"Don't play this game in front of me; you know how strong these three subordinates of yours are, right?" Chen Yu said indifferently: "They have all been dealt with by me; do you think there is any point in playing the ghost in front of me?"

Temple Master Tianye was slightly stunned; indeed, these three disciples of his were the three strongest under his seat. If the three went out together, even a Dharma Cultivator in the Entering the Dao Realm would not be able to take advantage.

But now the other two disciples were missing; they were mostly dead.

And the strongest of the three, the red-faced Daoist, had his eyes destroyed by someone, and the Demon Mark on his body was also broken; clearly, the opponent's strength was very high.

"Are you a Dharma Cultivator?" Tianye finally figured it out, but his expression was slightly surprised; for this statement of his, even he himself found it a bit unbelievable.

Because Chen Yu was too ordinary; he could not see a trace of the aura of a Dharma Cultivator on him. If one said Chen Yu was a Dharma Cultivator, it made him find it a bit hard to believe.

"Perhaps you cannot tell that I am a Dharma Cultivator, but it doesn't matter; I don't blame you, because you are too weak." Chen Yu smiled slightly.

"I don't have any grudges with you, right? What is the meaning of hurting the disciples under my name?" Tianye narrowed his eyes.

Now he could not figure out what Chen Yu's true strength was, so he did not intend to tear his face off for the time being.

He would wait until he tested Chen Yu's depth before saying anything.

"Don't pretend to be innocent in front of me; you treat the children in the village as sacrifices to offer to the Demon Race, and you worship the Demon as your master—Demon Cultivators should be killed by everyone." Chen Yu said coldly.

"It seems you have already figured out my background?" Tianye's expression changed slightly; he sneered: "Since you know I am a Demon Cultivator, then you should understand how strong we are."

"Of course, Demon Cultivators have strong physical bodies; in terms of strength, they are several notches stronger than Dharma Cultivators." Chen Yu smiled slightly: "You don't have to be so busy showing off your strength; I know your strength."

"Since that's the case, you still dare to come and trouble me? You killed my disciples and even killed your way to my mountain gate; it seems you have nothing to fear." Tianye said coldly.

"Since I dared to come, it means I have the strength to wipe you all out." Chen Yu smiled: "Otherwise, do you think I would come here to die?"

The expression on Tianye's face was a bit ugly; truthfully, he could not probe Chen Yu's reality. He just felt that Chen Yu was not as simple as he looked on the surface. He was silent for a long time and said: "What do you want?"

"I want your life, and I want everyone in your Liehuo Temple to be buried with those dead children." Chen Yu smiled: "That wouldn't be too difficult for you, would it?"

"Temple Master, don't waste your breath on him; this brat is just one person, I don't believe he is that strong." A Daoist had a violent temper: "Let's deal with him now."

"If you are not convinced, feel free to come and try." Chen Yu glanced at the crowd.

It could be seen that although these people were wearing Daoist robes, every person's face revealed a trace of fierce, baleful energy; clearly, none of them were good people.

And these people were Demon Cultivators themselves; the Demon aura on their bodies was very intense.

"I want you to know now that our Liehuo Temple is not a place anyone can come to kick." That Daoist sneered, and the Daoist robe on his body exploded with a pop.

At the same time, several people beside him tore off their upper garments simultaneously; the Demon Marks on these people's bodies lit up one by one.

The Demon Marks formed a Magic Array, instantly trapping Chen Yu within it.

These people did not hold back as soon as they made a move, because they knew that since Chen Yu could destroy several disciples under their name as soon as he made a move, it meant Chen Yu's strength was very formidable, so their first move was their strongest killing blow.

Within the Magic Array, Demon Marks ran rampant; the killing array formed by these Daoists was very fierce, and there was order in both offense and defense within the array.

Moreover, the strength of Demon Cultivators was formidable; the massive demonic power shrouded Chen Yu, and for a time, Chen Yu was in precarious situations.

But Chen Yu stood in the Magic Array, letting the countless black auras beside him brush past him, and he seemed as if he hadn't seen them at all.

The black aura became more and more, but it could never break the defense around Chen Yu.

These Daoists' expressions changed slightly; they had attacked with almost no reservations, yet they could not do anything to Chen Yu. Just how strong had the opponent reached?

"I thought you Demon Cultivators were how strong; now it seems, you are just so-so." Chen Yu suddenly laughed.

Having played enough, then he would not hold back.

Lichen suddenly appeared in mid-air, and red Sword Qi was unleashed from Lichen.

A streak of Sword Radiance broke the Magic Array and then shrouded the ten-plus Daoists at the scene within it.

"Kill..."

Amidst the Sword Qi, a word was spat out; in an instant, dozens of screams rang out in the Great Array.

Chen Yu beckoned with his right hand and put away Lichen; he didn't need to look at the result to know what the situation was at the scene.

It could be seen that the ten-plus Daoists in the main hall had fallen to the ground; the wounds on their bodies were deep enough to see bone, and countless sword wounds left them with almost no complete body.

"Are you in the Spirit Rhinoceros Realm?" Tianye's expression changed drastically.

The Daoist robe on his body was completely shattered, revealing a blood-red upper body, and a huge eye on his chest looked very terrifying.

He had originally thought that by relying on the Magic Array and his own strength, wanting to destroy Chen Yu would be a matter of lifting a hand, but he never dreamed that the opponent would be this strong.

Chen Yu used only one sword to make all the disciples under his name meet their deaths; this level of strength, except for an expert in the Spirit Rhinoceros Realm, others could almost not achieve it.

He suddenly felt an urge to turn around and run, because he had self-knowledge; although his strength was stronger than most Dharma Cultivators, when encountering an expert in the Spirit Rhinoceros Realm, he had almost no power to fight back.

"Not bad, good eye." Chen Yu nodded approvingly: "I am indeed in the Spirit Rhinoceros Realm."

"Why would there be an expert in the Spirit Rhinoceros Realm here?" Tianye's expression was furious; he roared: "Why? Give me another thirty years, and I would be able to leave the mountain and establish my own Demon Sect."