89: Arrived on time, everyone was delighted

A sorrowful and anxious cry came from the direction of the stone house.

Zhao Tieshan and the others’ eyes were bloodshot as they watched Iron Sword Shangren and Lin Feng exposed to the Demonic Lord’s clutches, rushing out to rescue them without hesitation!

"Don't come over!" Iron Sword Shangren suddenly turned his head, roaring fiercely, his voice hoarse and broken, "Guard the core! Form a Formation for self-preservation! This old man… won't die!" He forcefully straightened his hunched back, standing in front of Lin Feng, like a wounded old wolf protecting his cub, facing Bone-Erosion Devil Lord's overwhelming Demonic Aura.

Bone-Erosion Devil Lord hovered in mid-air, the Devilish Qi swirling around him like a boiling sea of ink.

His crimson Demonic Eyes stared fixedly at the old man and young man on the reef below, especially Lin Feng, who had collapsed from exhaustion, his eyes burning with a venomous hatred and killing intent capable of incinerating everything!

"Good! Very good!" Bone-Erosion Devil Lord's voice was like the Nine Heavens' cold ice, each word carrying bone-deep hatred, "Iron Sword old fool! Little bastard! This Demonic Lord truly underestimated you two! You actually managed to drag Blood Bone down with you! However…" A twisted, hideous grin appeared on his face, like a malevolent spirit, "The Formation is broken! Your last tortoise shell is gone! This Demonic Lord wants to see how much longer you can struggle!"

He suddenly spread his arms, as if to embrace the sky tainted by Devilish Qi, his voice abruptly rising, filled with a fervent madness: "Children! The Formation is broken! Kill for this Demonic Lord! Leave no one alive! Use their flesh, blood, and Divine Souls to celebrate the arrival of our Demonic Path Dao! Hahahaha!"

"Kill!!!"

"Blood food! Fresh blood food!"

"Avenge Lord Blood Bone!"

More than twenty Demonic Cultivators, who had long been impatiently waiting outside the Formation, now roared and cackled like sharks scenting blood, transforming into streaks of Demonic Light of various colors, bringing with them a bloody gale as they lunged towards the Qingfeng Thorn Cultivators and the island's core, now deprived of the Formation's protection!

The ferocious killing intent was palpable, instantly locking onto every living being!

"Form a Formation! Defend!" Zhao Tieshan's eyes were bloodshot as he roared hoarsely, instantly forming a triangular battle Formation with the two Purple Mansion Cultivators brought by Zhao Yuanchen, tightly protecting the stone house and the spiritual fields.

The surviving Qingfeng Thorn Cultivators and reinforcements also suppressed their fear, one after another unleashing their Magical Artifacts, forming a circular Formation back-to-back, preparing to meet this final bloody battle!

In the atmosphere of despair, the valiant spirit ignited by Iron Sword Shangren and Lin Feng's struggle against Blood Bone supported their final resolve.

Bone-Erosion Devil Lord did not immediately act; like a cat playing with a mouse, he slowly descended, the Demonic Flames flickering on his enormous Demonic Claws, firmly locking onto Iron Sword Shangren and Lin Feng on the reef below.

He wanted to personally witness these two ants, who had caused him such a painful price, being crushed in fear and despair!

"Old fool, do you still have the strength to wield a sword?" Bone-Erosion Devil Lord's voice was full of mockery, "This Demonic Lord will cripple you first, then, in front of you, crush that brat inch by inch! This Demonic Lord wants you to watch, watch him wail and beg for mercy in endless pain! Watch his Divine Soul suffer eternal torment in Demonic Fire!"

The terrifying Demonic Aura pressed down like a mountain; the heavily injured Iron Sword Shangren's body trembled slightly, the veins on his sword-wielding arm bulged, yet he still stood straight like a pine.

He glanced at Lin Feng, who was struggling to stand up behind him, a hint of complexity flashing in his cloudy eyes, which then turned into an unprecedented calm.

"Shi Gu…" Iron Sword Shangren slowly spoke, his voice hoarse yet unusually clear, as if carrying a power that could penetrate the heart, "Are you… still not running?"

Bone-Erosion Devil Lord's maniacal expression suddenly froze.

"Run? Hahahaha! Old fool, have you been scared mad by this Demonic Lord?" Bone-Erosion Devil Lord seemed to have heard the biggest joke, the Demonic Flames on his Demonic Claws even swayed due to the intense emotional fluctuation, "Now that the Formation is broken, you are all fish on the chopping board! Why should this Demonic Lord run? You are the ones who should run!"

On Iron Sword Shangren's wrinkled face, however, a very strange smile appeared, filled with deep mockery.

He painstakingly raised his withered finger, pointing towards the sky behind Bone-Erosion Devil Lord, his voice not loud, but it exploded in Bone-Erosion Devil Lord's ears like a clap of thunder: "Idiot! Do you truly think… that Canglan Qingfeng Thorn would sit by and watch an island guarded by a Late Stage Purple Mansion Cultivator be besieged by the Demonic Path for seven days, without any reaction?"

"You… what do you mean?" Bone-Erosion Devil Lord's heart suddenly leaped, an extremely ominous premonition instantly seizing him!

He instinctively followed the direction of Iron Sword Shangren's finger, abruptly looking up into the deep, hazy sky!

Not just him, but all the Demonic Cultivators and Qingfeng Thorn Cultivators below, who were either charging or preparing to defend, instinctively paused for a moment, their gazes uniformly turning towards the horizon!

As if to confirm Iron Sword Shangren's words—

Whoosh—!

A sharp, piercing shriek, like tearing silk, suddenly came from the distant horizon!

The sound was faint at first, but in an instant, it became deafening!

The next moment!

Three brilliant streaks of escape light, of different colors but all emitting powerful Purple Mansion Spiritual Pressure, like meteors tearing through dark clouds, surged towards Black Reef Island with lightning speed, from far to near!

Following the escape lights, there was an even more massive, more resplendent golden rainbow light, like the rising sun, carrying a terrifying, crushing Spiritual Pressure, closely trailing behind!

Wherever that golden rainbow light passed, the Devilish Qi permeating the sea and sky melted away like ice and snow, emitting "hissing" sounds, being forcibly purified and dispersed!

A majestic Spiritual Pressure, grand and righteous, dominating the four seas, like an invisible tsunami, had already thundered down upon Black Reef Island from a distant remove!

"Golden Core Spiritual Pressure?!" The hideous, maniacal grin on Bone-Erosion Devil Lord's face instantly froze, like a duck whose neck had been squeezed, his eyes for the first time revealing unconcealed horror and disbelief!

The level of power contained within that golden light absolutely surpassed Purple Mansion!

That was the true Golden Core Dao!

"Reinforcements! It's reinforcements! Elder Zhao Yuanchen has come personally!" Zhao Tieshan was the first to react, letting out a roar of extreme ecstasy!

The desperate gloom was instantly torn open by a huge gap!

"It's Elder Zhao's Golden Sun Escape Light! And three Junior Martial Uncles from the Purple Mansion!"

"We're saved! Kill! Kill all these Devil Heads!"

The Qingfeng Thorn Cultivators and reinforcements erupted in earth-shattering cheers, their morale instantly soaring to its peak!

The charging Demonic Cultivators, however, were as if doused with a basin of ice water, their Formation thrown into disarray, their charge abruptly halted, their faces filled with terror and bewilderment!

Golden Core Cultivators! That was an absolute power capable of completely turning the tide of the battle!

"Impossible! How could it be so fast?!" Bone-Erosion Devil Lord roared in a mix of shock and fury.

He had clearly calculated that the Qingfeng Thorn core island was very far from here; even if a Purple Mansion Cultivator rushed at full speed, it would take at least a day and a night!

Golden Core Cultivators, moreover, would not easily make a move!

This was completely beyond his expectations!

"Idiot!" Iron Sword Shangren coughed up blood, but his face showed the grim satisfaction of having avenged a great wrong, and a cold mockery, "Do you think this old man was merely unconscious for these past seven days? This old man's remnant Divine Soul is not extinguished, and my Vital Soul Lamp is still lit!

When the Soul Lamp warns, how could Qingfeng Thorn not know?

Fellow Daoist Zhao Yuanchen… cough cough… must have received the urgent message from the Soul Lamp, and spared no Origin, using a secret technique to rush here at full speed!

You… miscalculated!"

"Old fool! You deserve to die!" Bone-Erosion Devil Lord instantly understood, a surge of furious rage at being completely played, and immense fear at facing a Golden Core Cultivator, drove him completely mad!

He suddenly lowered his head, his crimson Demonic Eyes staring fixedly at Iron Sword Shangren and Lin Feng, his killing intent boiling to the extreme!

"Even if this Demonic Lord dies! I will drag you down with me!"

He no longer held anything back!

Burning his essence blood! The Devilish Qi around him erupted with a roar, that enormous Demonic Claw, carrying a tragic Aura of mutual destruction, tore through space and violently clawed down towards the old man and young man on the reef below!

Before the Demonic Claw even arrived, the terrifying Spiritual Pressure had already forced Iron Sword Shangren to spit blood again, and Lin Feng felt as if his body was about to be crushed!

"Devil Head, how dare you!" A furious roar, like a thunderclap from the Nine Heavens, suddenly exploded in the sky!

That golden rainbow light increased its speed by another third, like a teleportation, instantly crossing the last stretch of distance!

Within the golden light, a middle-aged Daoist, dressed in an apricot-yellow Eight Trigrams Daoist robe, with a lean face and an imposing presence, appeared—it was none other than the Qingfeng Thorn Golden Core Elder—Zhao Yuanchen!

His hair bristled, his eyes wide with fury, clearly having seen the tragic scene below.

Facing Bone-Erosion Devil Lord's desperate strike, he pointed his conjoined fingers like a sword, aiming downwards through the air!

"Golden Sun Shatters Evil!"

Buzz!