198: By accident

"Are you, perhaps, looking for me?"

Hearing this, and seeing Mo Fan slowly emerge onto the main hall plaza, the Heavenly Demon Cult Leader's expression turned utterly cold.

He hadn't expected the perpetrator to directly attack the Demon God Hall and eliminate the Grand Elder in a single encounter.

Although it was a sneak attack, being able to instantly kill a Guiyuan Peak Martial Artist indicated formidable combat power.

At this moment, the Heavenly Demon Cult Leader was inwardly terrified and dared not act rashly.

At the same time, he quietly circulated the Heavenly Demon Record, and blood-red mist steamed around his body, revealing his cold, pale face.

He stared coldly at Mo Fan, saying nothing, his pair of blood-red vertical pupils as sharp as knives, occasionally flashing with electric blood-red light when they opened and closed.

He was accumulating power, preparing for a thunderous strike.

Mo Fan clearly saw through his intentions, furrowed his brow, and prepared to charge forward.

The Appraisal Technique information showed that the person before him was the Heavenly Demon Cult Leader, possessing Guiyuan Peak strength and unparalleled combat power, not to be underestimated.

However, before Mo Fan could take a step, a gust of cold wind enveloped him.

Suddenly, black demonic mist surged, and Mo Fan felt his eyes blur, the world spinning, as if he had fallen into the Void Realm, instantly arriving in another world.

When his vision returned, Mo Fan saw only endless black mist before him.

Coldness and deathly silence filled the air, giving a strong sense of oppression.

"Mo Fan, be careful, we've been dragged into an illusion, but it's not a big problem. This illusion is a bit crude. Find a way to break it," Xiao Hei reminded him.

Mo Fan nodded, his expression vigilant, carefully perceiving his surroundings to find a way to break the illusion.

Just then, an elderly figure in a blood-red robe slowly emerged.

His face was kind and amiable, one hand stroking his grizzled beard, the other holding a white bone scepter. Endless black mist swirled around him, and the cries of ghosts and howls of the wind filled the surroundings.

"Young man, I must admire your courage, daring to trespass alone into the Heavenly Demon Cult."

Mo Fan frowned and cast an Appraisal Technique at him.

[Ming She, Heavenly Demon Cult Grand Priest, Guiyuan Peak cultivation, skilled intrickery (Guishu - Deceptive Arts). Wielding the white bone scepter, he can instantly cast illusions, turn the illusory into reality, and summon terrifying undead creatures to battle.]

Seeing this appraisal information, Mo Fan's expression grew a few shades more serious. He pushed the Golden Body Art, which he had already been circulating, to its extreme, and golden light, brilliant and dazzling, appeared on his body.

At the same time, he connected his consciousness to the sword talisman.

The sword talisman should be used when necessary, a single strike to kill, ending everything.

Xiao Hei, perched on Mo Fan's shoulder, stared at the scepter in the Grand Priest's hand, its eyes shining, almost drooling, and cried out:

"This is the white bone scepter of those guys from Yin Yang Tomb! I can't believe it still exists in the world, meow!"

"Meow meow meow, Mo Fan, quickly kill him! Remember not to break that scepter, leave it for This Cat to play with."

Xiao Hei gesticulated wildly, excited like a child.

Hearing this, the Grand Priest's expression sank, his eyes filled with surprise.

He hadn't expected that the dark, unremarkable little cat, without any extraordinary fluctuations, could actually speak human language.

"A great demon skilled in concealing its aura, perhaps?"

The Grand Priest made his judgment.

Of course, what he cared about most was not this.

It was that the black cat seemed to know the origin of the scepter!

Yin Yang Tomb?

What was that?

Numerous thoughts flashed through his mind, but the Grand Priest didn't waste time and immediately made his move.

He took a step forward, holding the white bone scepter horizontally above his head.

Then, the Void Realm trembled, endless black mist gathered, erupting with black lightning.

Whoosh!

Black rain poured down.

As the black rain hit the ground, the white jade-paved surface was instantly corroded, emitting sizzling sounds and forming terrifying pits.

"Such methods are indeed somewhat strange."

Mo Fan's expression hardened. Golden light surged around his body, forming a protective shield that completely enveloped himself and Xiao Hei.

Clang clang clang!

Black raindrops lashed down, striking the golden shield like bullets, emitting sharp, piercing sounds, attempting to penetrate it.

However, the golden shield remained unmoving.

The fiercer the rain, the brighter the golden light.

"Protective Aura? Primordial Spirit Light? Th-this, how is this possible?"

The Grand Priest's face was filled with horror. He had never imagined that the opponent would so easily block the white bone scepter's attack.

Under normal circumstances, even a Guiyuan Peak expert would be in a sorry state after this strike.

Yet, at this moment, the man and the cat seemed completely unaffected?

"Die!"

The Grand Priest's face was no longer kind, turning ferocious.

He waved his scepter, the Void Realm trembled, and the black raindrops instantly dissipated.

Then, with a ripping sound, endless light rain gathered, and a snow-white blade slowly emerged.

"Go!"

The great blade, five meters long, burst forth with dazzling snow-white brilliance, slashing towards Mo Fan and Xiao Hei.

The vast white light was incredibly dazzling, like countless stars and moons exploding, their energy converging to tear apart heaven and earth.

Clang!

The Void Realm trembled, and a sharp, ear-piercing sound echoed, sweeping away the surrounding black mist. In an instant, a vacuum appeared, shining with golden light, like a giant Dragon spanning the sky.

In just a moment, the snow-white great blade dissipated between heaven and earth, as if it had never appeared.

Of course, Mo Fan's golden shield also dimmed a bit, but it still seemed far from breaking.

Watching this scene, the Grand Priest couldn't help but be stunned, his face filled with horror.

The power of this strike was enough to easily kill a Guiyuan Peak expert.

However... it couldn't break through that golden shield?

"How is this possible?!"

He took a deep breath, immediately adjusted, and was about to strike again, waving his white bone scepter.

"Mo Fan, you don't need to worry about me, just go and beat him, meow! No need to protect me with the golden shield, just don't break the scepter!"

Xiao Hei swiftly jumped off Mo Fan's shoulder, darting into the black mist. In an instant, it merged with the mist and disappeared, hiding itself.

"Very well." Mo Fan clenched his fist, and the golden light instantly retracted, covering only his body.

Without needing to worry about Xiao Hei, he could now attack to his heart's content.

At the same time, the ground suddenly trembled, and a huge bulge rose up.

Then, a humanoid skeleton, glowing with silver light and two to three zhang tall, burst out of the ground.

"Cackle cackle cackle—"

The humanoid skeleton's teeth clattered, emitting a sharp, piercing sound that made Mo Fan's scalp tingle and gave him goosebumps.

Boom!

In an instant, the humanoid skeleton moved, its mountain-like palm smashing down towards Mo Fan.

Mo Fan neither dodged nor evaded. Golden light shone around him, he stomped his foot on the ground, and his figure shot out, engaging the humanoid skeleton in battle.

He first shattered the humanoid skeleton's jaw with a punch, stopping its grating, unpleasant sounds.

Then—

Bang bang bang!

Punch after punch, black fist imprints erupted, striking the humanoid skeleton's body like exploding meteors, and terrifying energy swept in all directions.

The humanoid skeleton was beaten into submission, completely unable to resist.

It continuously retreated, cracks appearing all over its body.

But Mo Fan's attack frequency was too fast, and lacking intelligence, it couldn't react at all, only passively taking the blows.

Crack—

In less than half a minute, the humanoid skeleton fell apart, its white bones scattered across the ground, finally transforming into specks of starlight and dissipating into the world.

"Th-th-this..." Watching this scene, the Grand Priest was terrified, his face pale. After realizing what happened, he turned and ran.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

Mo Fan flashed behind him and, without a word, threw a punch.

The Grand Priest was blasted apart by this punch, turning into a cloud of blood mist that drifted in the air. Not even a trace of Primordial Spirit Light escaped; he was instantly annihilated.

"Turns out he was a squishy mage."

Clatter—

A crisp sound rang out as the white bone scepter fell to the ground.

With a whoosh, Xiao Hei appeared, extended a cat's paw, and hugged the white bone scepter, its face filled with joy.

"Hehehe, I have something to play with, meow—"

Mo Fan looked up at the sky, speechless.

"What's so fun about this thing? It's eerie and terrifying, and the things it summons aren't strong; it's too useless."

"Hmph, that's because he didn't know how to use it. This is a treasure! If he knew how to use it, he could even clash head-on with a Supreme expert, and he wouldn't have died so miserably, meow—" Xiao Hei said happily.

"Terrifying as that..." Mo Fan gasped.

Fortunately, this guy didn't know how to use it, otherwise, he might have had to waste that sword talisman condensed from the Law of the Sword Dao!

"Can you use it?" Mo Fan looked at Xiao Hei.

"Not yet, but after This Cat studies it for a few days, it should be almost ready, meow!" Xiao Hei puffed out its chest, full of confidence, and then stored the white bone scepter in its storage space.

Soon, it seemed to remember something, paused, and quickly looked at Mo Fan:

"This guy is dead, and I've collected the scepter, so why hasn't this illusion lifted yet, meow?"

"Don't worry, let me handle it." Mo Fan's expression was resolute. He danced his fingers, rapidly carving out array patterns that flew in all directions.

A moment later, sunlight shone down, the illusion space filled with black mist slowly dissipated, and the Demon God Hall gradually appeared before the man and the cat.

At the same time, Mo Fan seemed to sense something, his expression firm, and he quickly transmitted a message to Xiao Hei:

"When we go out, lend me Equality for All Beings. Find the right moment to envelop me and the Heavenly Demon Cult Leader!"

As the black mist dissipated and the illusion space collapsed, Mo Fan and Xiao Hei immediately witnessed a terrifying scene... While Mo Fan was fighting the Grand Priest, the Disciples of the Heavenly Demon Cult heard the commotion and quickly gathered towards the Demon God Hall.

In an instant, they surrounded the Demon God Hall, three layers deep, packed with people.

Looking at the scene on the plaza, the faces of the Heavenly Demon Cult Disciples changed drastically, and they gasped.

"Is that... the Grand Elder on the ground?"

"Th-this, how is this possible?! The Grand Elder has fallen?"

"The Grand Elder was... killed by someone?"

"Impossible! The Grand Elder is a Guiyuan Peak expert! An invincible existence below the Supreme Realm! How could he be killed by someone?"

"Look, there's a black mist in the center of the plaza, that's the Grand Priest's Sacred Barrier, he's fighting an enemy!"

"Hiss! The Grand Elder died in battle! The Grand Priest is struggling in combat—"

"What exactly happened?"

"Wh-where is the Cult Leader?"

The group was in disarray, their faces filled with disbelief.

Many even suspected it was all an illusion.

Something big had happened!

The Heavenly Demon Cult headquarters had been infiltrated, and the main hall itself was under attack!

However, at this moment, they couldn't see the Cult Leader's figure, and they instantly lost their backbone.

"What should we do? Even the Grand Elder fell. The Grand Priest might not be a match for that villain, we—"

"The Cult Leader isn't here either, could it be—"

"How about we..."

However, just as this thought arose, before they could act on it, their expressions drastically changed, and they uncontrollably retreated in terror.

They saw the Demon God Hall suddenly erupt with immense black light, as if to devour everything, like a black hole.

Boom!

Endless black light surged from the Demon God Hall, transforming into black tentacles that wrapped around the Heavenly Demon Cult members.

Then, screams rose one after another.

"Ah!"

"Ahhh!"

"Ahhh!"

"No, don't—"

"Pain, so painful, save, save me, Cult Leader spare my life, I, I don't want to die—"

At the same time, the black mist in the center of the plaza dispersed, and Mo Fan and Xiao Hei's figures slowly emerged, just in time to witness a horrifying scene.

Within their sight.

Those Heavenly Demon Cult Disciples screamed as their bodies decayed, terrified as they turned into flesh paste, forming pools of blood and wisps of blood mist that rapidly flew towards the depths of the Demon God Hall.

Finally, only bare white bones remained.

In just a few breaths, all the Heavenly Demon Cult Disciples present perished, as if they had never existed.

Only their skeletal remains proved that they had once walked this world.

Not only that.

Mo Fan and Xiao Hei sensed piercing screams coming from every corner of the entire Heavenly Demon Cult.

Endless blood and blood mist rapidly gathered towards the Demon God Hall... Meanwhile.

Exit.

At the teleportation array.

Stone Second Tiger was anxious, sweating profusely as he paced around the teleportation array.

"Why won't the teleportation array activate?

"Why is it failing at such a critical moment?

"Damn it! The Heavenly Demon Cult Leader must have realized by now! If I don't leave soon, there really won't be any way out!"

Stone Second Tiger was burning with anxiety, like an ant on a hot pan.

Just then, his expression changed drastically, and he looked up at the sky.

With a whoosh, a black tentacle descended like a bolt of lightning, heading straight for Stone Second Tiger.

Seeing this, Stone Second Tiger's heart leaped into his throat, his face bloodless, paler than paper.

"Am I going to die? This is the Cult Leader's Qi..."

However, the tentacle merely circled him once before returning the way it came, flying towards the Demon God Hall.

Seeing this, Stone Second Tiger's legs went weak, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

"Wh-why is this?" His face was filled with horror.

"Why didn't that tentacle attack me?"

Thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind, and Stone Second Tiger soon understood.

"life soul?

"Yes, it's the life soul!

"It was checking and confirming the life soul just now!"

Thinking of this, Stone Second Tiger, having narrowly escaped death, could no longer stand and collapsed to the ground.

He had long heard that the Heavenly Demon Record of the Heavenly Demon Cult could assimilate those of its kind. By utilizing the core Magic Array of the Demon God Hall, it could devour the weaker power of those who also practiced Demonic Technique nearby, temporarily strengthening itself and crossing a major Realm.

"Hiss, because the process hadn't been completed, I accidentally saved my life!" Stone Second Tiger broke out in a cold sweat.

After so many years as an undercover agent, this was the first time he had repeatedly danced on the edge of death.

"So, that senior is clashing with the Cult Leader?"

At the same time.

A terrifying aura erupted from the depths of the Demon God Hall, carrying an irresistible might, surging outwards like waves in all directions.

Wild winds howled, blood clouds rolled, the earth trembled, and dust rose everywhere.

Then, a colossal figure, six meters tall and enveloped in blood-red mist, slowly emerged from the depths of the Demon God Hall.

A ancient voice slowly spoke.

"This, is this the Supreme Realm?"

Then, he looked down on all sides, his gaze instantly locking onto Mo Fan, and he strode forward.

He seemed slow, but with each step, his figure was several zhang away.

In just an instant, the Heavenly Demon Cult Leader appeared before Mo Fan.

"You are very strong."

He slowly spoke.

"May you become a Disciple of This Cult in your next life."

Before his words finished, he extended his mountain-like palm and pressed it down towards Mo Fan.