In the war between humans and demons, it's not unreasonable for me to absorb demonic energy, is

As soon as the demon leader finished speaking, all the Luo family members on the demon space ark suddenly patted their chests!

In an instant, blood mist filled the surroundings, making the area even more eerie!

"The Luo family are insane! Everyone, protect yourselves!"

Upon seeing this, Master Qinglan was greatly alarmed, never expecting that the Luo family was really as crazy as the legends said!

He quickly unleashed his full spiritual power, activating the various defensive formations of the space ark to try his best to withstand the demons' next attack!

Just as Master Qinglan was preparing, the blood mist on the Demon Clan's spatial magic boat suddenly trembled, surging and quickly forming a faintly visible demonic figure!

"Please, Ancestor Rahu, take action and kill this villain before us!" The demon leader spat out a mouthful of blood and said in a shrill voice.

Although the demonic shadow wasn't very heavy, for some unknown reason, it actually raised its right hand and seemingly slowly flew towards the space ark!

This punch, seemingly unremarkable, carried a devastating force. The wind from the punch rose suddenly, like a violent hurricane, howling and tearing through the air, emitting a sharp, explosive sound.

The space beneath this punch was like fragile glass, collapsing inch by inch, rippling outwards. Endless dark energy surged forth from the fist's edge, seemingly threatening to devour all light.

In an instant, the enormous fist shadow struck the space vessel, causing the defensive array on the space vessel to shake continuously and emit a series of creaking sounds!

"Has your Luo family gone mad? To seek revenge, you actually collectively sacrificed ten years of your lifespan to condense an ancestral image?" Master Qinglan cursed as he watched the formation flicker and manage to withstand the terrifying punch.

"Anyone who dares to kill a member of my Luo family will pay the price!" the demon leader shouted frantically, then looked at the demons, "My children, rest for ten breaths, then continue!"

As soon as he finished speaking, all the demons sat cross-legged to adjust to the discomfort caused by the loss of lifespan!

Inside the space ark, Fan Tong witnessed the demons' madness and couldn't help but feel a chill. He regretted not paying attention to the curse that Young Master Luo had mentioned, which had brought such a crisis to everyone.

He glanced at the still-flickering defensive formation and the demons recuperating on the other side, and made a firm decision!

He quickly grabbed Mengyao's hand. "Mengyao, wait for me at Wangtian Pavilion. I'll come find you!"

"What are you doing? No!" Mengyao looked at Fan Tong with some confusion, then exclaimed in surprise when she saw Fan Tong's actions!

"Master Qinglan, please take good care of Mengyao and everyone else. I won't cause you any more trouble!"

After speaking, Fan Tong came to the side of the magic boat, and with a sudden burst of speed, rushed towards the nearest spatial rift!

As he approached the spatial rift, he turned around and saw Mengyao being stopped by Qinglan Zhenren, which put his mind at ease!

"Yanluo Ancient Sword, this time we're counting on you!"

Fan Tong felt a strong spatial tearing force and dared not be negligent in the slightest. He quickly summoned the Yama Ancient Sword from his dantian space to protect himself with all his might!

This time, unlike when he was escaping from Xun Mozi's clutches, he was fully conscious and could constantly feel the immense drain on the Yama Ancient Sword.

Noticing that the space in front of him had suddenly cracked again, he steeled his resolve and rushed toward the newly appeared crack!

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and before Fan Tong could even get a clear look at his surroundings, a powerful impact suddenly descended upon him.

With a "pfft," a mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth, and he was sent flying by the impact!

A metallic sweet taste filled his mouth. He struggled to steady himself, only to find himself like a kite with a broken string, tumbling in the endless darkness.

The downward momentum finally stopped, and he crashed heavily onto a cold, hard ground, his consciousness fading away.

After an unknown amount of time, the biting cold seeped into his bones, and Fan Tong suddenly woke up.

He struggled to open his eyes and found himself in a dimly lit space.

The air was thick with a nauseating stench, and viscous liquid dripped onto his face, making him feel nauseous.

The Yama Ancient Sword lay quietly beside him, its blade emitting a faint light that illuminated a small area around it.

Fan Tong struggled to his feet, gripped the Yama Ancient Sword tightly, and cautiously looked around.

The magical artifact's presence grew stronger, and it was just a short distance ahead.

He took a deep breath, dragged his battered body, and staggered toward the direction he sensed.

Every step was incredibly difficult, but he dared not stop. He knew that in this perilous spatial rift, stopping meant death.

Suddenly, a deafening roar echoed from the darkness. Immediately afterward, a massive black shadow lunged out of the shadows, bringing with it a stench and a suffocating sense of oppression.

It was a gigantic monster, covered in black scales, and exuding a nauseating stench.

It opened its terrifying eyes, the blood-red light fixed intently on Fan Tong.

The enormous claws swung, carrying the power to tear through space, and fiercely grabbed at Fan Tong.

At the critical moment of life and death, Fan Tong unleashed astonishing power. He wielded the Yama Ancient Sword, meeting the giant beast's attack head-on with a powerful slash.

"when!"

Fan Tong, who thought he was about to die, never expected that the giant beast would withdraw most of its power at the last moment.

It looked down at Fan Tong, its eyes filled with surprise and... a hint of fear!

Two streams of white vapor spewed from its enormous nostrils as it stared intently at the Yama Ancient Sword in Fan Tong's hand, its massive head slowly lowering.

“This…this aura…” The behemoth’s voice was low and hoarse, filled with disbelief, “You are…his…”

The behemoth stopped abruptly, its massive head bowed, seemingly lost in some kind of memory.

Fan Tong gripped the Yama Ancient Sword tightly, staring warily at the enormous creature before him.

He didn't know who the "he" the giant beast was talking about was, nor did he know why the giant beast suddenly stopped.

But he understood that in this perilous spatial rift, any lapse in concentration could be fatal.

"You...recognize it?" Fan Tong asked tentatively, his voice trembling slightly with nervousness.

The behemoth slowly raised its head, a complex light flashing in its blood-red eyes.

“I suppose so,” its deep voice echoed in the empty space. “A long time ago, the sword’s owner saved my life, and I owe him a favor.”

It paused, then continued, "I can protect you and allow you to survive in this spatial rift. But in exchange, when your cultivation is strong enough, you must do me a favor."

Fan Tong's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly asked, "What kind of help?"

"Take me away from here," the behemoth's voice was filled with longing. "I've been trapped in this spatial rift for far too long."

Fan Tong pondered for a moment, weighing the pros and cons.

In the perilous spatial rift, having such a powerful beast as a protector would undoubtedly greatly increase his chances of survival.

As for helping it leave this place, that's something for later.

We'll talk about the future later!

"Okay, I promise you." Fan Tong finally made his decision.

The man and the beast reached an agreement, and the atmosphere eased slightly. However, at that moment, a chilling aura quietly spread.

"Hehehe..." A sinister laugh came from the darkness.