Cultivation: When you take things to the extreme

Chapter 741: Chapter 464: Begin Killing_2

So it was…

The Demon Dragon soared into the sky, barely out of the Phantom Demon Formation, when a sharp light flashed, striking terror into Ghost Gods as it arrived.

“How could this be!?”

Beiming Longteng’s eyes narrowed, he swiftly turned his body around, frantically urging his mana. Between his dragon’s forehead, a rhombic crystal shone brilliantly, revealing a phantom dragon shadow that attached to him and moved in sync, displaying a semblance of a True Dragon’s momentum.

It was indeed a precious treasure of Beiming Dragon Abyss, the Superior Immortal Implement, Dragon Blood Profound Yellow!

In the wild dragon battles, their blood was as profound as yellow earth!

This treasure was formed from the blood of a True Dragon from the Tribulation Realm, which after death bathed the earth and congealed. Innately a treasure, and after further refinement, it ranked among the Superior Immortal Implements, with immense potentiality. If fortune were deep, it might even achieve the finest quality.

Beiming Longteng, as a Dragon Prince, had long since refined this treasure as his Life-bound Immortal Instrument. Although limited by his own cultivation, which prevented him from unleashing its full power, he still possessed thirty to forty percent of its True Power, not to be underestimated.

A Deity Transformation Cultivator born a Dragon Prince, paired with a Superior Grade spiritual treasure, when combined, even when facing an Integration Great Power, they would have a sliver of hope for survival.

But…

“Pff!!!

A muffled sound, blood splattered the yellow earth, and the massive head of the Demon Dragon flew into the air, its vertical pupils filled with astonishment.

How could this be?

How could this be!

How did he arrive so swiftly?

Wasn’t it just a live stream?

Could it be… it was prerecorded?

So cunning, so venomous!

I—hate!!!

Within his astonishment, a hint of realization emerged, along with an unwilling struggle.

However, in matters of life and death, struggle was futile.

The Demon Dragon had lost its head, blood scattered on the yellow earth, and was then swept up by the sword light, disappearing into the Sword Box in an instant.

The Swordsman carrying the Sword Box stood tall, his cold gaze fixed on the Phantom Demon Great Array below.

“This…”

Inside the live stream room, the audience, too, was struck speechless by this sight.

Only within the Phantom Demon Great Array, a cold voice sounded.

“Trash!!!”

The Illusion Demon Lord, seated in the main array, had witnessed everything. He harbored no pity for Beiming Longteng’s fate, only a curse born of anger.

What Beiming’s Dragon Prince, what pride of the Immortal Gate, self-important and overbearing, without courage or strategy, coveting life and fearing death in the face of great events, losing their lives for petty gains, no better than a dumb donkey, they deserved their end.

If only I had known, I wouldn’t have let him out. How much better it would have been to let this piece of fat meat rot in my own pot, using the treasures and potential of the Beiming Dragon Abyss to reinforce my Array.

The Illusion Demon Lord felt an inner vexation but was helpless to do anything about it.

That trickster, claiming it was a live stream, yet it was recorded all along, used to scare Beiming Longteng into a frightened bird, fleeing out of the array in panic, only to be killed by Li Xuanyuan, who had lain in wait for a long time.

One could say that Beiming Longteng met his end partly because of his own cowardice.

If he had not become a frightened bird, staying within the “Phantom Demon Great Array,” how could Li Xuanyuan have killed him so easily?

A worthless person, dead is dead, the Illusion Demon Lord suppressed his anger, refusing to dwell on it any longer, focusing instead on his own situation.

Thirty years ago, Beiming Dragon Abyss and other demonic Dao Heavenly Caves combined forces with various Demonic Blessed Lands to join the world, ultimately, only three Integration-level Grand Cultivators survived the Heavenly Tribulation and returned to the world.

Those three Grand Cultivators of the Demon Path were none other than himself, the Illusion Demon Lord, Mount Wuxiang’s Vajra Monk Sada, and the Kylin Old Monster from Lingyun Cave.

No need to mention Sada; he barely survived the Heavenly Tribulation, still recovering from his injuries when he was tragically killed by that Martial Frenzied Rascal.

He and the Kylin Old Monster had successfully gone into hiding. For over thirty years, they had been nursing their health, barely soothing the wounds inflicted by the Heavenly Tribulation, regaining the full might of Integration Great Powers.

Even so, with the gory lesson of Sada before him, he dared not confront those three directly and had no choice but to lie low on Four Nations Island, setting up the “Phantom Demon Great Array” with Beiming Longteng’s help as a hiding place.

He and Sada were different; Sada had achieved the Reincarnation Dharma Seal and the Six-foot Golden Body, his combat power was on par with Integration, while his cultivation was still at Return to Void. But he and the Old Monster from Lingyun Cave were genuine Integration Great Powers.

Seventh Rank Integration beings, equipped with a Sixth Rank, endlessly variable, indistinguishably real from illusory, Phantom Demon Great Array, the Illusion Demon Lord reckoned that as long as he stayed within the Great Array, no one could trouble him.

Yet now, this self-assurance was shaken by those outside the Array.

Li Xuanyuan!

His prowess had always been regarded as the strongest among the “live streaming trio,” his blade the sharpest, never having met his match in a fight.

Among the three hosts of the live broadcast, even the Martial Frenzied Rascal, whose cultivation was the lowest, was able to kill the Vajra Honorable Sada, whose combat strength was comparable to that of an Integration practitioner, by relying on the power of his Battle Armor. Then this Li Xuanyuan…

The Illusion Demon Lord couldn’t be certain, but judging from how he beheaded Longteng of Beiming with a single sword strike earlier, the man’s strength could only be described with the word “terrifying.”

Longteng of Beiming might have been a waste, but his waste lay only in his temperament. His talent was not lacking, and with his Deity Transformation level cultivation plus the Superior Immortal Implement, Dragon Blood Profound Yellow, in hand, even the Illusion Demon Lord himself might not have been able to capture him if he had struck with all his might, let alone slay him with just one move.

Looking at it from various aspects, Li Xuanyuan’s strength must be above that of this Integration Great Power.

With such a formidable enemy, how should one respond?

There’s no option but to staunchly defend!

As soon as Sada was killed by the Martial Frenzied Rascal, the Illusion Demon Lord had anticipated this day, and so he had spared no expense in setting up his Phantom Demon Great Formation as his final lifesaving measure.

This Phantom Demon Great Formation was a Sixth-order Ultimate Formation, which, as its name implies, primarily used illusions. While its offensive power was mediocre, it possessed boundless illusionary power that could even induce inner demons, causing cultivators to sink into it to the point of no return, truly formidable.

Such a Sixth-order Ultimate Formation, focusing solely on illusionary force, was no less than a Seventh Rank regular formation in that aspect, and with him, an Integration level Illusion Demon Lord, presiding over the formation, it should be impervious to anyone not of the Mahayana level.

Therefore…

The Illusion Demon Lord steeled his mind, suppressing that trace of unease, and watched the powerful enemy outside the formation with cold eyes, ready to counter any offensive.

If he could just hold out, there would be a way!

Elsewhere…

“Phantom Demon Great Formation!”

“Sixth-order Ultimate Illusion Formation!”

“Claimed to be impregnable by Mahayana, unbeatable by anyone.”

“Although it may sound exaggerated, the claim is not entirely baseless.”

“This Li Xuanyuan, with such keen Flying Sword, even Longteng of Beiming, protected by a Superior Immortal Implement, was beheaded with a single sword strike. This Illusion Demon Lord’s Phantom Demon Great Formation…”

“Hmph, this formation does not focus on offense, but on illusionary tactics. Reality and illusion enmeshed, true and false indistinguishable. No matter how keen his Flying Sword, what can it do if it can’t harm anyone?”

“Unless he flattens the entire formation with one sword strike, he can only be trapped in the mirage that ensnares one’s demons. If he makes such a grand entry only to return without success, he will be the laughingstock!”

In the live broadcast, the Cave Heaven Successors and the Disciples of the Immortal Sect were watching the illusionary formation and the Swordsman outside, making their own guesses.

The advantage of a Swordsman needs no explanation. @@novelbin@@

The strength of the formation is also self-evident.

When these formidable forces meet, what will the outcome be?

Is this Illusion Demon Lord indeed just a minor “moss-like malady” as the Mingxiao Tao claimed?

The crowd sharpened their focus, silently waiting for the situation to unfold.

In the meantime…

The Swordsman tilted his body slightly, the Sword Box startled into action, and a dazzling sword light soared toward the Illusion Array.

Sword light, still sword light, no weapon’s true form could be seen, only the brilliant radiance, followed instantly by a thunderous strike that thunderously pierced into the formation.

Suddenly, the void distorted, the Great Array started moving, displaying a Mirage Sea City, where myriads of scenes, seeming both real and illusory, appeared to swallow the brilliant light and erase the unmatched sharpness of the Swordsman.

But in that moment, the Sword Master moved, entering the formation with the sword. In an instant, unify man and sword, he transformed into a startling figure, zigzagging through the boundless illusions.

“Bang!!!”

With a leap, the startling figure became evident with cries of shock, as the endless illusions shattered, revealing a figure, also uncertain in reality, but with a sense of panic.

“Illusion Demon Lord!”

“This…?”

The onlookers’ pupils contracted, before they could speak, the figure of the Illusion Demon Lord altered dramatically, and again, boundless illusions rose, replacing the original to dodge the startling sword’s edge.

However…

“Bang!!!”

The sword’s edge turned, breaking the void, again forcing the Illusion Demon’s figure to tumble out, frantically retreating in shock.

But unexpectedly, in a flash of the blade, missing the void, the Swordsman’s figure emerged, landing outside the formation.

“Three strikes, not bad!”

Outside the formation, the Swordsman appeared, hands clasped behind him, uttering those words.

“Whew!”

Instantaneously, a cold blast swept past, the illusionary formation dissipated into nothingness, leaving only a single figure, who looked down at the sword mark on their chest, stark and forlorn.