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Chapter 167 The Great Battle of the Loose Immortals, the Threat of the Demon Race

Moro's gaze automatically swept over the others and landed on the person in white, his heart tightening slightly.

Who is this person who can so easily block her attack?

Having absorbed the power of the previous Demon King, her current strength can be described as invincible below the level of immortals.

Even so, she sensed a hint of danger emanating from that person.

"Hmph, I am invincible. No one in the world can rival me. No one can stop my advance. Kneel down, humans, pay homage to your king."

Moro's aura surged, and the enormous Dharma image behind him, which blotted out the sky, became increasingly solid and powerful, carrying destructive power with every move he made.

"You think you're worthy to make me kneel?" Lai Yang said with disdain. If he weren't afraid of shattering the Central Continent with his sword, he could have killed the other party with a single strike.

Lai Yang conjured a spirit sword, placed one hand behind his back, and protected the members of the immortal sect behind him.

His towering figure was like an insurmountable mountain that kept all dangers at bay, giving people a sense of security and peace of mind.

Just then, sensing the threat posed by Moro, several terrifying auras soared into the sky across the entire Central Continent.

In an instant, six unfathomable figures appeared around Demon Suppression Mountain, including both men and women.

Upon seeing the newcomer, the powerful immortals on Demon Suppression Mountain were immediately taken aback, and then excitedly shouted:

"It's the Ancestor! The Ancestor has emerged from seclusion."

"These people are wandering immortals? So many wandering immortals!"

"I didn't expect that even the Loose Immortal Ancestors would be alarmed. They are going to join forces to deal with the Demon Race."

A powerful Loose Immortal frowned, staring coldly at Moro. His deep voice seemed to carry endless pressure: "You demons have been so persistent for so many years, yet you still dare to try to seize the Central Continent. How utterly foolish."

"Hmph, a bunch of hypocritical scoundrels. The Central Continent originally belonged to my Demon Clan. It was you shameless human cultivators who forcibly seized our territory. My Demon Clan only wants to take back what belongs to us. Today, I will slaughter you all to commemorate the fallen warriors of my Demon Clan."

As soon as he finished speaking, the demonic energy released by Moro enveloped the heavens and the earth, causing the sun and moon to lose their color.

"The devil is in the world!"

In an instant, endless demonic energy transformed into rolling waves that surged toward the crowd.

Anyone who is tainted by demonic energy loses their life in the blink of an eye, and even their soul completely dissipates.

The group of rogue immortals and patriarchs all unleashed their respective treasures to engage in battle.

"Everyone, leave Demon-Suppressing Mountain immediately!"

At a single command, both the immortal sects and the demon race immediately withdrew from Zhenmo Mountain, fearing they would be drawn into this world-destroying war.

The Dharma form that Moro condensed sprouted three heads and six arms, each head as terrifying as a demon or Asura, radiating an extremely dangerous aura.

At the same time, Moro's form became more and more complete, with seemingly indestructible black armor appearing on his body, and six different weapons appearing on his six arms: a knife, a sword, a hammer, a shield, a flute, a harp, and a silk ribbon.

Despite being surrounded by seven people, Moro remained calm and composed. She then used her harp and flute to unleash seductive and enchanting music, disturbing the minds of the group.

Then, he raised his hand and unleashed a devastating blade of energy towards the one among the seven with the weakest cultivation level, attempting to defeat them one by one.

"Be careful."

"Hmph, you want to kill me? Do you think I'm a pushover?"

The rogue immortal who was targeted by Moro first snorted coldly and summoned a top-grade spiritual artifact to protect himself.

At the same time, the others launched an attack on Moro. Their earth-shattering and awe-inspiring methods caused the space itself to violently tremble and distort, as if the heavens and earth were about to collapse.

But what was unexpected was...

After a round of attacks, the group's attacks failed to cause much damage to Moro, and even her aura remained undiminished.

"Is this all the human cultivators are capable of? I am not so easily killed by you."

Morofa swung his sword horizontally, unleashing a massive wave of sword energy that instantly cleaved and leveled several surrounding mountains.

“This demon’s power is still increasing. We can’t let this continue. I’ll hold her back. While she hasn’t fully integrated the power within her body, you two find an opportunity to kill her.”

Moro's physical body is extremely powerful; even if his body is severed, it can regenerate instantly, making him practically a bug-level existence.

Even though Lai Yang unleashed his sword intent at its pinnacle, he still couldn't kill her and could only continuously weaken her power.

It wasn't that Lai Yang wasn't strong enough to instantly kill Moro, but rather that the limits of the Immortal Continent forced him to tie his own hands.

Moro also realized that among the seven people, the white-robed swordsman posed the greatest threat to her, and she had to find a way to eliminate him first.

Lai Yang sensed Moro's killing intent towards him, and with a wave of his hand, he conjured several sword formations to attack Moro, briefly controlling his movements.

"Good job, fellow Daoist! Just like that, capture her!"

Seeing this opportunity, the other six powerful rogue immortals launched their attacks.

Click, click, click!
Unable to withstand the extremely violent power of the crowd, the space between heaven and earth suddenly cracked with a series of crisp sounds.

The next moment, Moro's Dharma form was severely damaged by the attack of the crowd, and countless cracks appeared all over its body.

Moro suffered a backlash and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

Two fists can't fight four hands. She hasn't fully absorbed and integrated the power of the previous Demon Lord yet, so it's still too much of a stretch for her to deal with seven of the strongest experts on the Immortal Continent at the same time.

As dense demonic energy surged forth, Moro's injuries healed, and the three-headed, six-armed Asura Dharma Form behind him returned to its peak state.

"You cannot kill me; I am immortal and indestructible."

"Hmph, so what if you are the Demon Lord? The previous Demon Lord was sealed and suppressed by us on Demon Suppression Mountain for thousands of years, and you are no exception."

"Even if we cannot completely kill you, what difficulty is there in sealing and suppressing you?"

"Hmph, you think you can seal and suppress me? How laughable! You think you can do that? Let me show you the true power of the Demon Clan, you ants!"

The pressure emanating from Moro surged once more, the black and red aura soaring into the sky. The overwhelming demonic energy enveloped Moro's delicate body, transforming in the next moment into a black dragon with a body tens of thousands of feet long.

Upon witnessing this scene, countless people stared in shock, deeply moved.

"Feel the wrath of my race."

Moro, transformed into his dragon form, unleashed a destructive breath. The intensely hot and terrifying energy was horrifying, and the crowd dared not confront it head-on, quickly dodging and avoiding it.

In an instant, the destructive breath landed on Demon Suppression Mountain, like a nuclear explosion, and a magnificent mushroom cloud rose from the spot, completely destroying everything around it, leaving not a blade of grass.

The group of powerful rogue immortals were filled with trepidation; if they had been struck squarely by that attack, they would have been severely injured, if not killed. When the aftershocks of the destruction subsided, Moro was nowhere to be seen.

The group of powerful rogue immortals could easily see through Moro's deception; he had seemingly risked his life, but in reality, he was taking the opportunity to escape.

From the very beginning, Moro never intended to fight them to the death. No matter how arrogant she was, she didn't think she could wipe out all the powerful rogue immortals in the Central Continent by herself.

If the wandering immortals of the Central Continent were so easy to kill, why would the Demon Clan have needed to endure humiliation for thousands of years?

Moro deliberately missed that attack to break the spatial blockade set up by everyone at Zhenmo Mountain, thus creating an opportunity for her to escape.

Once she fully integrates the power within her body, her strength will undoubtedly reach a new level. At that time, it won't be too late to slowly erode and seize the Central Continent.

After all, their demon race has endured thousands of years, so a little more won't make a difference.

"Damn it, she actually escaped. This woman is cunning and scheming. With such a cunning and terrifying powerhouse appearing in the Demon Clan, the entire Immortal Quest Continent is probably going to be in chaos."

"We don't know where the demons are hiding, otherwise we would have wiped them all out long ago."

"Now that the seal on Zhenmo Mountain has been broken and she has obtained the power of the Demon Lord, we are likely to be in big trouble in the future."

"Instead of saying these things here, fellow Daoists, you should go back and make plans as soon as possible. We all know that the Demon Clan will not let this go easily."

"Fellow Daoists, welcome to my holy land. I shall take my leave now."

"sure."

After exchanging pleasantries, the group departed.

Lai Yang's divine sense swept across the entire Demon Suppression Mountain, but strangely, he couldn't find Xiao Hei's aura nearby.

It must have sensed the danger and fled far away.

Lai Yang didn't pay much attention, thinking that it would probably come back on its own in a few days. This wasn't the first or second time the dog had suddenly disappeared.

Lai Yang left Xiao Hei with a way to save its life, so there's no need to worry about it encountering any fatal dangers.

After the crisis with the demon race was temporarily resolved, Lai Yang returned to the side of the Wenxian Sect members, and Chu Xiao and the others immediately gathered around him.

"Master, are you alright?" Chu Xiao asked with concern.

Lai Yang shook his head and said calmly, "It's alright."

The earth-shattering scene from just moments ago was still vivid in Li Xiaowen's mind. A hint of apprehension appeared in his eyes as he asked in a deep voice, "Are those demons dead?"

Lai Yang sighed softly and said helplessly, "No, she got away."

Everyone was taken aback upon hearing this, and a tense expression appeared on their faces: "She escaped. So many powerful cultivators tried to stop her, yet they couldn't. Her strength is truly formidable."

"It's not that we can't keep her, but the impact of a full-scale battle would be too great, and no one could bear the consequences. She must have understood this, which is why she seized the opportunity to escape," Lai Yang explained. "You don't need to worry. She's seriously injured, and it won't be easy for her to recover. She won't be in too much danger in the short term. You should focus on your training."

"Let's go back to the Immortal Inquiry Sect first. We also need to inform the other elders of the Immortal Inquiry Sect about this matter."

"Well, let's go."

Before long, the group returned to the Wenxian Sect.

Upon returning to the Wenxian Sect, Chu Xiao immediately summoned all the sect's experts and told them what had happened at Zhenmo Mountain.

Upon hearing of the demons' disturbance, everyone's faces turned serious: "The demons are still up to no good. How should we deal with them?"

"Everyone, there's no need to worry too much. The Demon Lord Moro was defeated and injured, and it's impossible for him to recover in a short time."

"How could our powerful immortal sects in the Central Continent be afraid of the demon race? We can drive the demon race out of the Central Continent once, and we can drive them out countless times."

"However, through this incident, I have come to a deep understanding of my own shortcomings in cultivation. From now on, I will focus on cultivation. I will temporarily entrust the various affairs of the Immortal Inquiry Sect to the elders. Does anyone have any opinions?"

Chu Xiao spoke up.

The group exchanged glances, then cupped their hands and said, "We have no objections."

"If the elders have no objections, then it's decided. Please don't disturb my cultivation unless it's something important."

"Yes."

On the Immortal Peak of the Wenxian Sect, Jian Wuji and Lai Yang faced off. Neither of them used their cultivation, but instead relied on their respective sword techniques to spar and fight.

Jian Wuji had honed his sword intent to its peak, but even so, he was still no match for Lai Yang. He would be completely defeated in less than three rounds each time they fought.

Jian Wuji refused to give up and relentlessly challenged Lai Yang time and time again, only to be easily defeated each time.

Jian Wuji was soon beaten black and blue, but in the process, he was also constantly learning and improving his swordsmanship.

More than a decade has passed since they parted ways in Bright Moon City. Jian Wuji has made rapid progress and has already shown some of the prowess of a contemporary sword immortal.

"Master, why am I still no match for you even though my sword intent has reached its peak? What level has your swordsmanship reached?" Jian Wuji looked at Lai Yang, his face full of doubt and confusion.

“The sword has no limits. You have only reached the pinnacle of sword intent, but you have not yet comprehended the true Dao. You have only just begun.” Lai Yang shook his head and said calmly, “When you comprehend the Dao, your sword will become even stronger.”

“The Dao…” Jian Wuji frowned, his face showing deep thought.

"The Tao that can be spoken of is not the eternal Tao. There are countless Taos in the world, and everyone has their own Tao. The Tao is everything, and everything is also the Tao."

Lai Yang stood with his back to Jian Wuji, facing the sunlight, his hands behind his back. The bright light accentuated his otherworldly and otherworldly appearance, and his whole body seemed to exude the aura of a peerless master, which made people feel awe.

"Master, I understand." A glint of light flashed in Jian Wuji's eyes as he said firmly.

"Yes, you are a promising young man. I believe you can find your own path and become a true sword immortal of our time." Lai Yang smiled slightly.

Jian Wuji smiled and looked at Lai Yang, saying helplessly, "With Master here, I dare not call myself a sword immortal of this era. Wouldn't that be beneath my dignity?"

"Hehe, those who enter the Dao through the sword and attain immortality are all sword immortals." Lai Yang chuckled. "Sword immortals are merely the starting point of the sword path. Don't underestimate yourselves."

"Sir, how long do you plan to stay at the Immortal Asking Sect this time?" Li Xiaonuan couldn't help but ask.

Hearing this, Lai Yang hesitated for a moment, then stroked his chin and said, "I'll go out and see when I want to leave. For now, I'll probably stay at the Wenxian Sect. Why don't you welcome me?"

"How could that be? We'd be overjoyed if you were willing to stay, sir."

"With a master presiding over the Wenxian Sect, how dare others offend the Wenxian Sect again?"

"Alright, stop flattering me. If you have nothing else to do, go and cultivate properly. That way, you'll have more power to protect yourself if you encounter danger again."

(End of this chapter)