503: Chapter 503 Openly repairing the plank road while secretly crossing the Chencang pass!

He wore a pitch-black cloak, the brim of which was pulled down low, covering most of his face and revealing only a sharply defined chin.

His hands were extended outside the cloak; his ten fingers were long and slender, his nails as black as ink, and wisps of cold, black Qi coiled around his fingertips.

Hanging at his waist was a pitch-black Soul-Binding Rope, which was none other than the ancestral treasure of the Mingxue Su Family.

Each segment of the Soul-Binding Rope was refined from the Souls of a hundred powerful experts. Its High Grade power allowed it to directly strip away an opponent's Soul during battle, turning them into a walking corpse.

Standing on the far right was Ying Jue, the Grand Elder of the Yaksha Clan.

This person had a slender build, his entire body shrouded in a layer of faint, elusive shadows.

His features were blurry and indistinct, with only a pair of eerie green eyes, like two will-o'-the-wisps, flickering in the shadows.

Two short blades were tucked diagonally into his back; the blades were also the color of shadows, and if one didn't look closely, they would almost think there was nothing there.

The Clan Chiefs of these three tribes had either been killed on the spot by Lu Yuan during the previous cross-boundary war or captured alive by the Qingyun Dao Sect. Now that their tribes were leaderless, they could only obey the orders of Demon Ancestor Fantian.

After a moment of silence, Acting Clan Leader Xue Kuang was the first to lose his patience and took a step forward.

He knelt on one knee, slamming his giant axe onto the ground, causing the entire hall to tremble slightly.

"Lord Demon Ancestor, what should we do now? Should we directly dispatch troops to storm the Imperial Pass?"

He raised his head, the killing intent in his eyes almost becoming tangible: "This subordinate is willing to lead my elite troops to charge first! As long as the Demon Ancestor gives the order, this subordinate will surely trample the Imperial Pass to the ground and capture that Lu Yuan to present to the Demon Ancestor!"

Acting Clan Leader Xue Kuang primarily cultivated the Great Dao of Strength and had always been a thorough berserker-style war god.

For him, fighting and killing was the best way to solve problems.

Moreover, in that previous battle, the members of the Asura Clan had suffered heavy casualties, and he was in urgent need of a hearty battle of revenge to vent the anger in his heart.

"Do not be reckless."

Demon Ancestor Fantian snorted coldly, his voice sounding like a hammer striking an anvil, cutting off Acting Clan Leader Xue Kuang's thoughts.

His gaze swept across Acting Clan Leader Xue Kuang's face, carrying a hint of disdain and warning: "Do you think Daluo Heaven is made of tofu? Do you think you can just attack and conquer it whenever you want?"

"Although the Imperial Pass is dilapidated, all the Golden Immortals of Daluo Heaven have gathered there. Looking at it, there are at least dozens of Golden Immortal experts stationed there. Not to mention those old, undying Cultivators from the Qingyun Dao Sect backing them up."

Demon Ancestor Fantian paused, a flash of apprehension appearing in his eyes: "What is even more terrifying is that although the Daluo Immortal King has been missing for a long time, no one knows if those hidden old monsters of the Immortal Domain are still slumbering. If we Immortal Lords join forces to launch a strong attack, once we disturb those old monsters, the consequences would be unimaginable."

"Once those old monsters take action, the price for my Celestial Demon Clan... would be unbearable."

Hearing this, although Acting Clan Leader Xue Kuang was unwilling, he had no choice but to take half a step back and lower his giant axe.

"Then what is the Lord Demon Ancestor's meaning?" Su Hun asked. His voice sounded as if it had come from the Nine Nether Hell, hoarse and low, carrying an aura of coldness.

As he spoke, the Soul-Binding Rope on his right hand trembled slightly, as if it had sensed his emotional fluctuations.

A sinister, ghostly light suddenly flashed in Demon Ancestor Fantian's eyes, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled into a cruel sneer.

"Openly repair the plank road, secretly cross the Chencang."

He looked at the three people below and began to arrange his venomous scheme: "The cost of storming the Imperial Pass is too high, but we can completely create the illusion of a strong attack. As long as the momentum is great enough, we can attract all the attention of Daluo Heaven."

"I have selected eight of the strongest Late Stage Golden Immortal powerhouses from within my clan and your three tribes."

After speaking, Demon Ancestor Fantian waved his hand, and a spatial fluctuation occurred in the center of the hall. Eight figures with powerful auras walked out from the Void Realm and lined up in the hall.

The two at the front were Acting Clan Leader Xue Kuang and Xue Sha of the Asura Clan.

Acting Clan Leader Xue Kuang had a nimble build and held a pair of short blades, the blades flashing with eerie blood-red light.

He primarily cultivated the agility-style Killing Law, his attack speed was extremely fast, and on the battlefield, he was like a ray of blood-colored light, reaping countless lives wherever he passed.

Xue Sha was a wildly tyrannical giant of a man, the complete opposite of Acting Clan Leader Xue Kuang's agility. He held a mountain-splitting giant axe, and his entire body radiated a berserk Battle Intent.

The two stood left and right, like a combination of a blade and a heavy hammer, working together seamlessly.

The two next to them were Su Hun and Su Zhou of the Mingxue Su Family.

Su Hun had just been seen, but standing beside him now was a withered old man, who was none other than Su Zhou.

Su Zhou was shrouded in a large black robe, his face unclear; one could only see two withered, stick-like hands protruding from beneath the robe, as well as a small black cauldron held in his hands.

Inside that small cauldron, dark green smoke was bubbling up, emitting a nauseating aura.

Su Zhou was a notorious Curse-Speech Master from the Exotic Realm, specializing in long-range weakening and curses.

It is said that he once used a Curse-Speech formation to curse a Peak Golden Immortal expert to death, causing them to suffer Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering within three days and three nights, dying in a miserable state.

The third group consisted of Huan Yan and Mei Xin of the Celestial Demon Clan. Huan Yan was tall and had a handsome face, but his eyes were a strange, pure white, with no pupils visible.

His body was suffused with a faint, distorted aura, which was a field formed after his Mental Energy was highly condensed, capable of causing anyone who approached him to involuntarily experience hallucinations.

He was proficient in creating large-scale Heart Demon illusions; it was rumored that in one battle, he had single-handedly created an illusion covering a radius of ten thousand miles, causing tens of thousands of troops to slaughter one another.

Mei Xin was a bewitching woman with hair like a waterfall and skin like snow, but her lips were a strange, black color.

She made no sound when she walked, and only a faint, ghostly fragrance drifted in the air.

That fragrance had the power to bewitch the Soul; if one were to accidentally inhale it for too long, their mind would be controlled invisibly.

She excelled in dual attacks of sound waves and Mental Energy, capable of invisibly dissolving the enemy's Battle Intent.

The last two were Ying Jue and Ye Xuwu of the Yaksha Clan.

The moment Ye Xuwu appeared, the temperature of the entire hall seemed to drop by several degrees.

This person was shrouded in a layer of hazy Void Realm shadows, making it almost impossible to see his form clearly.

The shadows were like living things, constantly twisting and flowing, wrapping his entire body within them.

His aura was weak—so weak that if one did not deliberately try to perceive it, they would even think that the place was empty.

But this faint, deadly sense of danger was stronger than anyone else's.

It was as if an invisible, formless blade had already been quietly pressed against your back.

Ye Xuwu, Peak Late Stage Golden Immortal, the number one assassin of the Yaksha Clan!

The "Great Void Concealment Technique" he mastered was said to be able to deceive even the perception of an Immortal Lord, making it the most terrifying trump card of the Exotic Realm.

It is said that he once went deep into a Major Thousand Worlds and assassinated three Golden Immortals right under the nose of an Immortal Lord, then retreated unscathed.