110: Xiao Hei takes action

Shi Wanshan, at the front of the team, stood with his hands behind his back, a cold glint hidden in his seemingly calm eyes.

He stared at the demon subduing cauldron in the Demon Heaven Sect Old Ancestor's hand, then swept his gaze over the Blood Soul Sect Old Ancestor's shaking blood soul banner, his fingertips subtly forming a hand Seal within his sleeve.

He quietly transmitted a message to Li Xuanfeng: “Don't panic, stay put. The Old Ancestor already has arrangements. Let's hold our ground first and wait for Xiao Ruobai and the others to come out.”

Li Xuanfeng received the transmission, his tense shoulders relaxing slightly, but he still didn't withdraw his Spiritual Qi. He was truly worried; those were five King Realm Peak Old Ancestors, plus two Saint Weapons. Even with an Old Ancestor protecting them, the risk was still extremely high.

At this moment, in the dense forest on the side Peak of the valley, a figure stood silently.

The Fifth Ancestor had taken off his Azure Profound Sect Disciple robes and changed into a dark-colored close-fitting outfit. His originally honest brows were now sharp as knives, and his aura was completely reined in, as if he had merged with the dense forest.

He looked at the five Demon Sect Old Ancestors flaunting their power in the valley, a cold sneer playing on his lips: “They're truly seeking death. Just a few larger ants, yet they dare to touch Azure Profound Sect's Disciples. Do they think my Azure Profound Sect has no one?”

Inside the bamboo pavilion on Zizhu Peak, the water mirror clearly reflected the scene in the valley.

Xuan Yangzi clutched the jade talisman, his beard trembling with anger.

“These demon brats are going too far! Five King Realm Peaks bullying two juniors, and even using Saint Weapons! No, if the Fifth Ancestor can't handle it, I'm going to go support him!”

Gu Changge raised his hand and gently pressed his wrist, his fingertips carrying a hint of cool Spiritual Qi, his tone still calm and unruffled.

“Senior Brother, please calm down. Let's observe the situation first.”

Xuan Yangzi's movements paused, and he turned to look at Gu Changge.

Seeing him holding a teacup, his gaze fixed on the water mirror, without even a trace of urgency in his brows, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

That's right, Xiao Ruobai and Hanyu were Gu Changge's Personal Disciples. How could a Master sit idly by while his Disciples were in danger?

His calmness surely meant he had a backup plan.

“Old Ancestor!” Moluo and Xue Wushang hurriedly stepped forward and bowed, their postures extremely respectful.

The Demon Heaven Sect Great Ancestor's gaze swept over their miserable state, his voice as cold as ice.

“Useless! You can't even deal with two Cave Heaven Realm Cultivators, forcing us old guys to personally step in!”

The Blood Soul Sect Second Ancestor, however, had no mind to scold them. His gaze was fixed intently on the Secret Realm entrance, the blood soul banner in his fingertips trembling slightly.

“Don't waste time; the Secret Realm's Spiritual Qi is dissipating faster and faster. Those two brats could come out at any moment. Once we catch them, we'll first force them to reveal the method for controlling the Tongtian Pagoda, then slowly torture them!”

Just then, a violent tremor suddenly came from the Secret Realm entrance. The faint golden light patterns began to dim, and the surrounding space subtly distorted—clearly, the Secret Realm could no longer hold on and was about to sink into a spatial rift.

Inside the Secret Realm, Xiao Ruobai and Fang Hanyu stood in the exit passage, feeling the overwhelming Devilish Qi and the King Realm Peak's pressure from outside. Both their expressions darkened.

“Senior Brother, there are at least five King Realm Peaks outside, and the aura of Saint Weapons…”

Fang Hanyu gripped his Flowing Frost Sword, his voice tinged with solemnity.

Xiao Ruobai nodded, a golden light appearing in his palm, and the phantom of the Tongtian Pagoda slowly emerged before him.

“The Secret Realm won't last much longer. Even if it's a Dragon's Den, we have to go out. This Tongtian Pagoda can draw upon spatial power and can temporarily block Saint Weapon attacks. We'll figure out what to do after we get out.”

As soon as his voice fell, the light gate at the end of the passage suddenly began to collapse, with rubble falling continuously.

The two no longer hesitated. Xiao Ruobai shielded himself with the Tongtian Pagoda, and Fang Hanyu followed closely, rushing out of the Secret Realm exit together.

“They're out!”

Moluo was the first to shout, his voice filled with excitement.

A fierce glint flashed in the Demon Heaven Sect Great Ancestor's eyes. He raised his hand and threw out the demon subduing cauldron. The dark cauldron body expanded rapidly in the air, smashing fiercely towards Xiao Ruobai.

“Brat! Hand over the Tongtian Pagoda, and I'll spare your life!”

The Blood Soul Sect Old Ancestor also moved at the same time, waving the blood soul banner. Countless blood shadows condensed into a giant blood claw, grabbing directly at Xiao Ruobai's chest.

The combined pressure of the two Saint Weapons solidified the surrounding air, making even the Cultivators observing from afar feel suffocated.

Xiao Ruobai dared not be careless. He poured all his Spiritual Qi into the Tongtian Pagoda. The tower's golden light surged, transforming into a massive light shield, forcefully blocking the combined attack of the two Saint Weapons.

“Bang—”

The moment the golden light collided with the Devilish Qi and blood shadows, the energy aftermath spread in all directions. The rocks in the valley were instantly pulverized, and over two hundred Demon Cultivator Disciples were shaken back, many spitting out fresh blood.

“This Tongtian Pagoda is indeed strange!”

The Demon Heaven Sect Second Ancestor's eyes narrowed. “Don't hold back; fully activate the Saint Weapons and break his defense!”

Just as the Fifth Ancestor's fingertips gathered Spiritual Qi, about to strike, a sharp but not piercing cry suddenly rang out. Little Hei, on Xiao Ruobai's shoulder, had moved at this moment.

Little Hei instantly transformed into a thousand-zhang giant bird, and time inside and outside the valley seemed to be paused.

The Demon Heaven Sect Great Ancestor's hand, holding the demon subduing cauldron, suddenly froze. The dark cauldron body was still emitting a ferocious demonic light, but in his pupils, only the shadow of the giant bird covering the sky remained. He even forgot to regulate his breathing.

Having lived for nearly two thousand years, he had climbed from a雜役 Disciple in the Demon Heaven Sect to the position of Old Ancestor. He had seen Saints from Holy Lands take action and had fought to the death with King Realm powerhouses, but never had he felt such a pure pressure, terrifying his Soul into trembling, as he did now.

That was a terrifying aura far exceeding the Saint Realm, as if it came from primeval antiquity. The wind stirred by its wings alone pressed down on him, causing the Devilish Qi within his body to solidify inch by inch.

“Th-this… this is an ancient ferocious bird?!”

The Blood Soul Sect Old Ancestor's voice was hoarse, his hand holding the blood soul banner trembling uncontrollably.

The vengeful spirits on the banner, which had been howling and rushing towards the Secret Realm entrance, now cowered like mice seeing their natural enemy, shrinking into a ball, not daring to show even a hint of ferocity.

He tried to activate the Saint Weapon to resist, but the Spiritual Qi in his fingertips had only circulated halfway before it was forcefully pushed back into his Dantian by the giant bird's pressure, causing a tearing pain in his Meridians.

Little Hei's crimson vertical pupils slowly swept over the five Demon Sect Old Ancestors. Without any extra movements, as its sharp beak slightly opened, a faint black sound wave silently spread out.

The first to suffer was the demon subduing cauldron.

This sect-protecting Saint Weapon, which had accompanied the Demon Heaven Sect for thousands of years and had once withstood a blow from a Saint Realm powerhouse, now trembled violently in the sound wave.

The demonic patterns on the cauldron body visibly dimmed and cracked at a speed visible to the naked eye. Finally, with a crisp “crack,” it shattered into countless black fragments. Even the demonic Souls sealed within were crushed by the sound wave, leaving not even a wisp of black smoke.

Seeing this, the Demon Heaven Sect Great Ancestor spat out a mouthful of black blood, pointing at the giant bird and trying to say something, but he couldn't even utter a complete word.