Chapter 383 - 380: Demon Siege
Chapter 383: Chapter 380: Demon Siege
Fang Han said nothing.
His gaze swept across the surroundings. The Demons that had charged into the camp varied greatly in strength.
Some were merely equivalent to Seventh and Eighth Grade Martial Artists, while others had already reached the level of the Middle Three Grades.
And farther away, the Demons battling the Elders of the Seven Sects and the military’s experts—
Their auras were so powerful they had clearly reached the Upper Three Grades!
There were even eight auras that were terrifyingly strong.
The horrifying power of those auras was more than ten times stronger than the Tiger Demon Yue Lingtian had slain during the day!
They were definitely comparable to First Grade Martial Artists!
Fang Han’s heart skipped a beat.
He took a deep breath, suppressing the shock within him.
"Don’t stray too far from me."
He said in a low voice.
Before the words had even faded, he was already in motion.
The Cloud Splitting Sword left its sheath. An incredibly condensed stream of azure Sword Qi shot through the air, cleaving a Demon Wolf in two as it pounced toward several Qingxuan Sect disciples nearby.
Yun Qianyue and Li Feng exchanged a glance and shot forward simultaneously, sticking close to Fang Han’s side.
Li Feng unsheathed his long saber. Its gleaming blade flashed like a bolt of silk, forcing back a Demon that had lunged from the side.
Yun Qianyue’s Swordsmanship was elegant, her blade flashing like flowing water as she engaged a Demon in a tangled fight.
The three of them formed a horn-like formation, meeting the onslaught of attacking Demons.
Screams echoed incessantly.
They came from disciples of the Seven Sects and from the Demons alike.
The thick stench of blood filled the air, and the ground was soon soaked red.
"Vajra Exorcism!"
A deep, angry roar rang out.
In the direction of the Vajra Temple, Wu Xiang, ranked fourth on the Celestial Pride List, erupted in a brilliant golden light.
The dazzling light was as radiant as a golden sun, illuminating an area of several dozen feet as if it were day.
He pressed his palms together, and a massive golden phantom materialized behind him. It struck out with a single palm, pulverizing three Demons that had charged into the Vajra Temple’s camp.
Judging by the strength of his aura, he had clearly stepped into the ranks of the Upper Three Grades.
Just as Yun Muyao had once guessed, Yue Lingtian, Liu Bai, and Mad Saber were not the only ones on the Celestial Pride List to have broken through to the Upper Three Grades.
"Overlord Blade!"
The roar of Mad Saber, ranked third on the Celestial Pride List, boomed like a clap of thunder.
The massive, door-panel-sized broadsword in his hands seemed weightless. He slashed out, unleashing a wave of blade qi that spanned dozens of feet, slicing a swath of Demons in half at the waist.
Blood rained down, spattering his bare, bronze-colored torso.
He grinned, a ferocious and bloodthirsty smile. His Upper Three Grades aura was on full display.
"Rising Cloud Sword Technique!"
The voice of Liu Bai, second on the Celestial Pride List, was as gentle as ever, but his Sword Momentum was astonishingly sharp, revealing his Upper Three Grades aura.
The longsword embedded with seven Gemstones in his hand transformed into a sky full of sword shadows. With every shadow that fell, a Demon perished.
Dressed in snow-white robes, he moved through the storm of blood and gore with a strange, eerie elegance.
In the direction of Tingyu Building, Xu Qing, fifth on the Celestial Pride List, moved like a phantom, weaving through the horde of Demons.
He struck without a sound and killed without a trace. With every pass, a Demon would collapse silently, not even having time to scream.
His aura remained obscure and difficult to read, but judging from the power of his attacks, he too must have broken through to the Upper Three Grades.
In the direction of Baihua Valley, Hua Jieyu, eighth on the Celestial Pride List, gracefully raised a hand.
Petals flew from her sleeves. They seemed delicate but were as sharp as blades, spinning as they burrowed into the Demons’ bodies and raising puffs of blood mist.
She stood amidst the bloody mist, her face still stunning but not gaudy, alluring but with class. A chilling coldness now glinted in her eyes.
Judging by the strength of her aura, although she hadn’t broken through to the Upper Three Grades, she was extremely close and could break through at any moment.
In the direction of Netherworld Pavilion, You Xin, sixth on the Celestial Pride List, stood with his black robes rustling in the darkness.
He formed a Sealing Technique with his hands, and a pitch-black Palm Seal shot through the air, smashing a Demon comparable to the Late Stage of Fourth Grade into a pulp.
He, too, was extremely close to the Upper Three Grades and could break through at any moment.
Their attacks temporarily held back the Demon offensive.
However, the Upper Three Grades Demons appeared.
Three Demons resembling giant apes leaped out from the mountain forest. Each one was thirty feet tall, covered in pitch-black fur, with eyes as crimson as blood.
Roaring, they pounced toward the Vajra Temple, the Overlord Blade Sect, and the Lingyun Sword Sect.
Wu Xiang erupted in golden light, meeting one of the giant apes with a direct palm strike.
BOOM!
Amidst the massive sound, Wu Xiang retreated three steps, the ground beneath his feet cracking inch by inch.
The giant ape was also forced back half a step and let out an enraged roar.
Mad Saber’s blade struck another giant ape, sinking three inches into its flesh but failing to kill it.
The giant ape roared in pain and threw a punch. Mad Saber blocked with his blade held horizontally but was sent flying backward by the impact.
Liu Bai’s sword flashed like a rainbow, leaving a series of gashes on the third giant ape, but they were merely superficial wounds.
The giant ape’s defense was astonishingly tough.
At the same time, more Upper Three Grades Demons surged out of the forest.
A giant, pitch-black python, as thick as a water bucket and over a hundred feet long, crushed everything in its path, human and Demon alike.
A Demon resembling a giant lizard, covered in dark red scales, spewed scorching flames from its mouth, turning an entire area into a sea of fire.
A giant, snow-white wolf, moving with incredible speed. With every pounce, a Martial Artist below the Upper Three Grades fell.
The Elders of the Seven Sects and the Upper Three Grades Martial Artists from the military all sprang into action, confronting these powerful Demons.
An Elder from the Qingxuan Sect brandished an ancient long saber, unleashing crisscrossing waves of golden blade qi that forced the giant white wolf back again and again.
An old monk from the Vajra Temple, wielding a Demon-Slaying Pestle, tangled with the giant python.
An Elder from the Overlord Blade Sect, his Blade Momentum domineering, struck the giant lizard with a single slash, knocking it back several dozen feet.
The Upper Three Grades Martial Artists attacked in unison, temporarily holding back the rampaging Upper Three Grades Demons.
But soon, eight utterly terrifying auras descended like the sky was falling and the earth was caving in.
They belonged to eight Demons.
They emerged from the deepest part of the forest, the ground trembling with their every step.
One resembled a tiger, but it was more than ten times larger than an ordinary one. Its fur was a dark gold, covered in pitch-black stripes, and its strange golden eyes radiated a heart-stopping majesty.
One resembled a giant bear, standing a full fifty feet tall. It was covered in long, earth-yellow fur, and each step left a deep footprint in the ground.
One resembled a giant python, but with a single horn on its head. It was covered in pitch-black scales with dark golden edges that glinted coldly in the moonlight.
One resembled a giant eagle, with a wingspan of a hundred feet. When it spread its wings, it blotted out the sky, and its sharp talons gleamed with a metallic luster.
One resembled a giant ape, covered in long, silver-white fur. Its strange blue eyes held a look of brutality and cunning.
One resembled a giant scorpion, pitch-black all over. Its tail stinger was raised high, the tip glowing with an eerie blue light, clearly coated in a deadly poison.
One resembled a giant crocodile, lying prostrate on the ground like a small hill. It was covered in thick scales, and its massive maw was filled with fangs as white and sharp as swords.
One resembled a giant deer, but the antlers on its head branched out like coral, each tip glowing with a cold light.
Eight Demons.
Eight terrifying auras, comparable to or even surpassing that of an ordinary First Grade Martial Artist.
The moment they appeared, the very air in the camp seemed to freeze.
"How dare you, beasts!"
With an angry roar, eight figures from among the Seven Sects and the army shot up simultaneously, moving to intercept the eight Demons that were comparable to First Grade Martial Artists.
The leader of the Qingxuan Sect group, Chen Wanjun, erupted in a brilliant golden light. The ancient long saber in his hand hummed, and the blade intent he had kept restrained now burst forth, soaring to the heavens.
With a flicker of his body, he was already facing the giant golden tiger.
The leader of the Vajra Temple group, an old monk with white hair and beard, wielded a Demon-Slaying Pestle. His body shone with a dazzling golden light like a wrathful Vajra as he met the giant bear.
The leader of the Lingyun Sword Sect group, a lean-faced, middle-aged man, emanated Sword Qi that shot to the sky. His blade flashed like a rainbow as he met the giant eagle.
The leader of the Overlord Blade Sect group, a burly old man, unsheathed a broadsword from his back that was even larger than Mad Saber’s. Blade qi erupted thirty feet around him as he met the giant ape.
The leader of the Baihua Valley group, a graceful, middle-aged woman, was surrounded by swirling flower petals. The petals spun and formed a dragon of flowers that shot toward the giant scorpion.
The leader of the Tingyu Building group, an ordinary-looking man with a mysterious and unpredictable aura, flickered and vanished. The next moment, he appeared before the giant crocodile.
The leader of the Netherworld Pavilion group, a sinister-looking old man, was enveloped in roiling black energy that formed into pitch-black chains, which snaked toward the giant python.
The military’s Garrison Commander, Yue Zhan, wore Silver Armor and wielded a long spear. Lightning crackled along its shaft. With a single thrust, the spear transformed into a bolt of thunder aimed straight for the giant deer.
The eight figures and the eight Demons collided with a thunderous crash!
RUMBLE—!!!
An earth-shattering explosion erupted.
In each of the eight battlefields, terrifying waves of energy burst forth.
The fluctuations were so strong that even Fang Han, hundreds of feet away, felt a sense of suffocation.
He slashed back a pouncing Demon, his gaze sweeping over the eight battlefields.
These top-level experts, who normally stood guard over their Sects and awed their respective regions, were now locked in a life-or-death struggle with the eight Demons comparable to First Grade Martial Artists.
Every single strike created a scene of mountains crumbling and the earth splitting apart.
’This is the power of a top-level Martial Artist.’
Fang Han took a deep breath and looked away.
’This is no time to be sentimental.’
He tightened his grip on the Cloud Splitting Sword and once again faced the Demons swarming in from all directions.
The Cloud Splitting Sword became a series of azure flashes. With every swing, a Demon fell to its blade.
A Demon resembling a giant wolf pounced from the side, its claws tearing through the air, aimed straight for Fang Han’s throat.
Fang Han didn’t even turn his head. He just swung his sword casually. A flash of light swept past, and the Demon Wolf was sliced in two mid-air, spraying blood everywhere.
Another Demon, this one resembling a wild boar, charged forward roaring, its tusks like spears, carrying enough force to shatter stone tablets.
Fang Han sidestepped it and, with a backhanded thrust, stabbed his sword into its eye socket, the tip emerging from the back of its skull.
The massive boar’s body crashed to the ground. It twitched twice and then fell silent.
Three Demons resembling giant lizards pounced simultaneously, spitting corrosive venom from their mouths.
Fang Han executed the Wind and Cloud Escape technique. His figure became like a wisp of smoke, weaving through the gaps in the venomous spray.
The Cloud Splitting Sword slashed three times, and the three Demons fell almost simultaneously.
One, two, three...
Fang Han moved through the horde of Demons like the grim reaper harvesting lives.
Those Demons, whose strength was only at the Early Middle Third Grade, couldn’t even withstand a single move from his sword.
Just as he was about to press forward, he caught a glimpse out of the corner of his eye. About two hundred feet away, Yun Qianyue was being besieged by two Demons.