666: Don't panic, Senior Sister Han

There was no light intentionally emanating from around his body, but the aura that naturally radiated from him...

...was like the descent of an immemorial divine mountain, or the rising and falling of nine suns!

A vast, majestic, and terrifying pressure that seemed capable of acting as the Dominator of life and death throughout heaven and earth descended upon this narrow valley like an invisible, collapsing mountain!

*Thud! Thud! Thud!*

Three ferocious eighth-rank Demon Generals didn't even have time to groan before they instantly slumped to the ground as if all their bones had been removed!

The powerful demon power shields on their bodies shattered like bubbles,

as the sound of dense bone fractures echoed from within their demon bodies, and dark red Demonic Qi-infused blood seeped from their eyes, ears, mouths, and noses simultaneously!

And the Leopard-patterned Demon Marshal who had been charging fiercely was the first to bear the brunt of it!

He felt as if his heart were being gripped tightly by an invisible giant hand,

and his dark gold scales, harder than refined gold, let out a groan of being overwhelmed as his bones creaked!

What caused his Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering even more was that his already condensed Demon Spirit trembled and wailed frantically under this pressure, its light dimming sharply like a candle in the wind!

"Soul Transformation... no! Is it Void Refining?! No! This pressure... how is it possible?! It's even more terrifying than Lord Sky-Splitting Demon King!"

Huge waves surged in the Leopard-patterned Demon Marshal's heart, and his liver and gallbladder split from fear!

He struggled to lift his head, his vertical pupils reflecting the figure suspended in the Void Realm like a deity, filled with boundless terror!

Han Yun, who had originally closed her eyes to await death, was also so startled by this sudden turn of events that she opened her emerald eyes wide!

When she clearly saw that Profound Star Daoist Robe and that handsome face familiar to her very bones,

immense shock and disbelief instantly overwhelmed her taut mind!

"Yao... Junior Brother Yao?!" Han Yun cried out, her voice trembling with the relief of surviving a disaster and an unspeakable pleasant surprise!

Her heartstrings, stretched to the limit, suddenly relaxed, and she could no longer suppress the injuries she had been forcibly holding back or the backlash from using a Forbidden Secret Technique!

*Pfft—!* A large mouthful of blood shimmering with specks of gold light sprayed out!

Her vision went dark, her strength failed her, and the Cold Gold Evil-Breaking Spear fell from her hand,

as she slumped toward the ground like a swan with broken wings.

Yao Delong's gaze landed on Han Yun's pale, pretty face and those shocking bloodstains, and his eyes instantly turned icy.

Without even glancing at the Demon Marshal who was as if facing a great enemy, his calm voice, like a cold spring from the Nine Netherworlds, clearly reached Han Yun's ears:

"Senior Sister Han, please focus on regulating your breathing. Leave these vile beasts to me."

This voice seemed to carry a strange magic, instantly calming the turbulent waves in Han Yun's heart.

"You... who are you?! How dare you interfere in the affairs of the Sky-Splitting Demon King!"

The Leopard-patterned Demon Marshal suppressed the fear in his heart and roared with false bravado, attempting to use his backing to intimidate the other party,

"If you know what's good for you, leave quickly! Otherwise, when Lord a mythical beast arrives, he will surely make you... make you... Ergh!!"

His words came to an abrupt halt!

Because he saw the black-robed youth called "Junior Brother Yao" slowly turn his head, those deep eyes looking at him calmly.

There was no emotional fluctuation in that gaze—no anger, no killing intent—only an indifference as if he were looking at a speck of dust or an ant!

"a mythical beast?" A cold and indifferent curve hooked the corner of Yao Delong's mouth, as if he were listening to an extremely ridiculous joke,

"A mere tenth-rank Demon King? Is he even worthy of my attention?"

Before his voice had even faded!

A force that was invisible and intangible, yet contained a Concept of extreme nirvana and destruction, instantly enveloped the entire valley like the deepest night!

—Heart Sword Secret Technique Domain: Nirvana Soul Domain!

"No!!!" The Leopard-patterned Demon Marshal let out a roar of extreme terror!

He felt his Demon Spirit instantly dragged into a void of absolute silence where even his thoughts were frozen and annihilated!

It was an ultimate, irresistible fear originating from the depths of his Soul!

He wanted to struggle, to erupt with demon power, to burn his essence blood... but all thoughts dissipated within that Domain of nirvana, and all power collapsed under that terrifying Soul pressure!

*Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!*

The heads of the three eighth-rank Demon Generals, who had already slumped to the ground, exploded like watermelons without any warning!

Red and white mixed with Demonic Qi splattered across the ground! Even their Demon Nascents were directly annihilated!

The Leopard-patterned Demon Marshal bled from his seven orifices, the light of his Demon Spirit flickering wildly like a candle in the wind, as if it would go out at any moment!

His eyes were filled with endless fear and disbelief as he struggled to open his mouth, seemingly wanting to say something: "You... dare... Demon... King..."

"Noisy."

Yao Delong didn't even bother to listen to him finish; a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he casually raised his right hand, giving a light pat toward the Void Realm!

The action was light and casual, as if brushing away a speck of dust.

*Bang!!!*

A dull, heart-palpitating boom!

The Leopard-patterned Demon Marshal's powerful demon body, along with the sturdy demon armor on his person, was hit head-on as if by an invisible hammer weighing billions of tons!

It instantly burst! Exploding into blood mist and fragments that filled the air with dark gold Demonic Qi! Not even a single whole bone remained!

A dim, dark gold Demon Spirit screamed in utter terror as it rushed out of the blood mist, turning into a streak of light to flee!

"Humph." Yao Delong merely gave a cold snort and flicked his finger!

A wisp of invisible Sword Qi, condensed to the extreme and containing the nirvana power of the Heart Sword, arrived first despite being launched later!

*Chii—!*

That Demon Spirit was like snow thrown into a blazing sun, instantly melting away without even being able to let out a final scream, its Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering completely!

The entire valley was dead silent!

Only the thick smell of blood and the Demonic Qi that had not yet dissipated bore witness to the thrilling ambush that had just occurred.

And the perpetrator, in just a few breaths, had wiped out all the Yao Beasts, including the ninth-rank Demon Marshal, as if crushing a few ants!

Body and Soul utterly destroyed!

Slumped on the ground, Han Yun's emerald eyes were wide as she stared blankly at the dark figure in the Void Realm, her mind a complete blank.

The fierce battle that had just forced her to fight for her life and brought her to the brink of despair... was just... over? Turned to ashes and smoke with a wave of his hand?

Junior Brother Yao... when... when did he become so terrifying? Is this really something the Perfected Spirit Transformation Stage can achieve?

After the shock, intense worry instantly flooded her heart!

She struggled to stand up, which agitated her internal injuries, causing another fit of violent coughing and blood to seep from the corner of her mouth as she said urgently:

"Ju... Junior Brother! Leave quickly! These are subordinates of the a mythical beast!"

"That Demon King is a true tenth-rank Peak Demon King, with monstrous ferocity! Since he sensed the death of his subordinates, he will definitely come after us! We..."

Just then, several Escape Lights streaked over. It was Liu Ruyan, who had received the transmission, arriving with several of the Elders who had stayed behind!

Yao Delong's figure flickered, and he landed beside Han Yun. A stream of pure, gentle spiritual power, carrying the Concept of Yin-Yang Harmony, instantly surged into her body,

forcibly suppressing the rampaging Gold-Attribute Baleful Power and injuries within her while gently helping her up.

"Senior Sister Han, do not panic." Yao Delong's voice was steady and powerful, carrying a reassuring strength.

"We have come this time specifically for the 'Ancient Pill Venerable Secret Realm' that is about to open. Senior Sister Liu and the others have also arrived."