373: The frustrated golden-scaled crocodile

"Sword... Sword Domain? ! A self-contained space where all laws are forbidden? !"

Mo Yan's voice trembled uncontrollably. He stared fixedly at the center of the sword formation, at the young figure holding the Red Firmament sword like a Dominator of the sword path, monstrous waves rising in his heart.

"This... This is definitely not power that the Nascent Soul Stage can master! This kid... what kind of monster is he? !"

Within the Immortal Trapping Sword Domain, space was frozen, and all laws were forbidden!

The Golden Scaled Demon Crocodile's massive dark-gold body felt as if it were trapped in ten-thousand-year black ice. Its movements were sluggish, its Demonic Power flowed poorly, and its demon soul was being eroded by the boundless killing intent, leaving it both shocked and furious!

"Roar! Break open for this Marshal!"

It roared frantically. Its terrifying Demonic Power, at the half-step Tenth Order, erupted like a volcano. Its dark-gold scales burst with blinding light, attempting to forcibly pry open the restraints of this bizarre Domain!

However, the Immortal Trapping Sword Domain was like a persistent poison; the space was as viscous as a quagmire. The more it struggled, the stronger the binding force became!

The killing intent directed straight at its demon soul was like maggots on a bone, constantly wearing down its will!

Above the Void Realm, deep within the clouds.

"Lesser Immortal Slaying Sword Formation?"

Li Cen's eyes shot out sharp light, and for the first time, a look of genuine shock appeared on his face.

"This kid... when did he manage to master such a vicious formation? I've never seen him display it before!"

He knew well the notoriety and difficulty of Cultivating this formation; it was impossible to master without excellent Comprehension Ability.

Beside him, Mo Qingxian's cold, celestial-like face also rippled with a hint of fluctuation.

Her beautiful eyes gazed at the Sword Domain below, which covered hundreds of zhang and exuded an aura of termination. Her voice carried a hint of inquiry:

"Peak Master Li, besides that Prodigy Dao Changge, when did your Yin Yang Sect produce such a brilliantly talented Disciple?

This child, with a Nascent Soul body, is actually able to set up such a sword formation and trap a half-step Tenth Order Demon Marshal... It is inconceivable."

Upon hearing this, Li Cen revealed a mysterious smile but did not answer directly. Instead, his gaze swept across the chaotic yet bizarre battlefield below, and he changed the subject:

"Hall Master Mo, don't you think this beast tide is a bit strange?"

Mo Qingxian frowned slightly. Her Divine Thought swept across the battlefield, and she immediately sensed something abnormal:

"Indeed. These Yao Beasts appear ferocious, but they are not really charging at the core of the city wall with full force; instead, they seem to be... brawling?

Especially that Golden Scaled Demon Crocodile; its target seems extremely clear, that kid named Yao Delong.

According to logic, when a beast tide attacks a city, the Yao Beasts would have long been impatient to charge the city walls and devour flesh."

"Correct," Li Cen's gaze tightened, "I fear there is another purpose behind this beast tide. This Golden Scaled Demon Crocodile is merely a chess piece."

Inside the Sword Domain, the Golden Scaled Demon Crocodile was both shocked and furious!

It had thought that a Nascent Soul human Cultivator would be easy to capture, but it never expected to kick such a terrifying iron plate!

This bizarre sword formation Domain caused it to have half-step Tenth Order power but be unable to fully utilize it, like a giant with its hands and feet bound!

What made it even more frustrated was that the old man it had slapped away with one palm was recovering from his injuries rapidly after consuming the Medicinal Pill given by Yao Delong!

He was currently controlling that earth-yellow large bell, smashing it fiercely against its massive body from time to time!

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Although the attacks of the mountain suppressing bell could not truly break through its highly defensive dark-gold scales, the immensely heavy rebound force, like a heavy hammer strike, made its blood and Qi churn and caused its Demonic Power circulation to become sluggish!

Every collision forced it to divide its attention to resist, weakening the suppression of the sword formation Domain by a fraction!

"Roar! You old codger! This Marshal will definitely grind your bones and scatter your ashes!"

The Golden Scaled Demon Crocodile roared in rage, but was helpless.

It had to divide its attention, needing to resist the spatial binding and killing intent of the sword formation while also guarding against Mo Yan's harassment; it was simply unable to break the formation with full strength.

On the battlefield, as Yao Delong had previously cleared out a large number of Sixth and Seventh Order Yao Beast commanders like cutting grass, the command system of the beast tide had nearly collapsed!

Although there were still several Eighth Order Peak Yao Beasts putting up a desperate resistance, without unified coordination, the massive beast tide was like a headless fly, and in some areas, they had already begun to scatter under the strangulation of the human Cultivator battle formations!

The scales of victory were tilting toward the human side!

"Damn it! Damn it!"

The Golden Scaled Demon Crocodile watched as the elite beast tide it had painstakingly gathered was being rapidly slaughtered; its heart was bleeding!

If things continued like this, let alone completing the mission, whether it could retreat unscathed was a question!

"Roar—!!!"

Extreme rage and frustration completely ignited the ferocity deep within its Bloodline!

Its molten-gold vertical pupils were instantly replaced by a crazy blood-red.

"Bloodline Secret Technique—Berserk!"

Boom—!!!

A terrifying blood Qi, so thick it could not be dissolved and containing a primitive, violent aura, shot into the sky from the Golden Scaled Demon Crocodile's body like a volcanic eruption!

Its already massive body expanded another circle, and strands of blood-colored patterns seeped out from the gaps in its dark-gold scales. A violent power, far exceeding before, erupted with a bang!

"Awoo—!!!"

The Berserk Golden Scaled Demon Crocodile let out a roar that had completely lost its sanity, leaving only a pure desire for destruction!

Its blood-red eyes locked onto Yao Delong in the center of the sword formation, and its massive body shook violently!

Rumble!

The viscous spatial binding force of the Immortal Trapping Sword Domain was actually forced open by a crack by this suddenly erupting brute force!

Although the Domain was not broken, the suppression was significantly weakened!

"Not good! It's Berserk!"

Mo Yan, outside the sword formation, changed color drastically. "It has lost its reason and cannot distinguish between friend and foe! Its attack and defense will skyrocket! Be careful!"

The Berserk Yao Beast completely ignored Mo Yan; in its eyes, there was only Yao Delong!

Its massive body, carrying a shriek that tore through space, like a dark-gold mountain burning with blood flames, slammed fiercely toward Yao Delong!

The speed was nearly double what it was before!

The giant claw covered in blood patterns, carrying an aura of destroying everything, slapped down overhead!

Facing this Berserk impact with skyrocketing power and no fear of death, Yao Delong's eyes were as cold as ten-thousand-year ice. Not only did he not retreat, but the sword incantation in his hands suddenly changed!

"Lesser Immortal Slaying Sword Formation—God Slaying!"

Hum—!

The entire Immortal Trapping Sword Domain shook violently!

The invisible killing intent that had originally permeated the area instantly condensed and sublimated!

Countless invisible and intangible Sword Qi, yet exuding an aura of extreme sharpness and annihilation, were generated out of thin air within the Domain!

They were no longer just eroding the mind, but transformed into billions of God Slaying blades, ignoring the Golden Scaled Demon Crocodile's indestructible Physical Body defense, like an invisible torrent, stabbing fiercely toward its demon soul Origin!

Specially cutting Divine Soul! God Slaying blades!

"Roar?!"

The Berserk Golden Scaled Demon Crocodile, although it had lost its reason, had its instinctive warning from deep within its Soul instantly soar to the extreme!

The terrifying threat stabbing straight at its demon soul caused its violent pounce to come to a sudden halt!

Its massive demon soul power, driven by instinct, frantically constructed layers of thick barriers in its Sea of Consciousness, desperately resisting the God Slaying Sword Qi flooding in like a tide!