465: Black Mountain Master

Heishan Venerable led the Black Wing Clan, rolling towards Bafang City like a dark cloud. Their figures blotted out the sky and the sun, bringing endless fear and oppression.

With such a large formation, Bafang City naturally wouldn't fail to see them.

“This Heishan Venerable, dares to offend Bafang City?” Vega’s voice was full of surprise.

“Vega, the Master is currently in seclusion, everything is up to you,” Sophia said.

“Leave it to me. Sacrifice Power is about to display its peak charm,” Vega said, extremely pleased.

Although he had given all his Sacrifice Power to Lin Ye before, a large amount of Sacrifice Power was generated daily, so Vega still had quite a bit of Sacrifice Power on hand.

The Black Wing Clan arrived at Bafang City. At this moment, Bafang City seemed to be on the verge of collapse before the overwhelming Black Wing army.

Vega and Heishan Venerable’s eldest son confronted each other in the air.

Blade Feather King, Heishan Venerable’s eldest son, possessed a cultivation of Master Eight-star, and was also the only Master Eight-star in the Black Wing Clan.

“Lord of Prayer, hand over Bafang City, and our Black Wing Clan can spare your lives,” Blade Feather King said proudly.

With Heishan Venerable, his father, backing him, a mere Lord of Prayer was nothing to him.

Lord of Prayer was the external designation for Vega.

Vega, however, scoffed. What was this? A mere Master Eight-star, and he dared to speak so arrogantly?

“You’re just a Master Eight-star, and a newly ascended one at that. How dare you?” Vega revealed a mocking smile.

Blade Feather King, however, disdainfully said, “What? You don’t see our Black Wing Clan’s Venerable?”

“I also didn’t expect a Venerable to be so shameless as to covet a Master’s resources,” Vega showed no respect for Heishan Venerable at all.

If it were an ordinary Venerable, they might have some reservations about this, but Heishan Venerable didn't care at all.

In fact, he shamelessly attacked directly.

The Venerable’s pressure was released, and that aura, pressing down on Bafang City, caused ripples in Bafang City’s defenses.

“Small Demons, are you pretending I don’t exist?” Heishan Venerable said, somewhat amused.

Being insulted to his face by a Master, he wasn’t angry, but rather felt a bit novel.

How did such a bold demon survive until now?

One must know, a Venerable cannot be insulted.

For a Venerable to crush a Master is as simple as crushing an ant.

A Master Eight-star is just a slightly larger ant.

“What? You want to make a move? Aren’t you afraid of the Heavenly Punishment Karma?”

Vega spoke.

The Heavenly Punishment Karma was information Lin Ye told him. As for how Lin Ye knew, it was naturally from Siviya.

When Siviya arrived last time, besides inviting Lin Ye, she also left many secrets between Venerables that Masters couldn’t access.

“How do you know that?” Heishan Venerable frowned.

He had thought that with his appearance, the Lord of Prayer would be scared and constrained.

After all, even if their combined forces could deal with him, could that million-strong demon army compare to his mobility alone? What’s more, he wasn't alone.

Knowing they couldn't afford to offend him, he assumed the other party would voluntarily retreat to avoid being annihilated.

But he didn't expect the other party to actually know some secrets among Masters.

The Heavenly Punishment Karma was the Sword of Damocles hanging over the Venerables’ heads.

“What if you know? Although I cannot slaughter indiscriminately, if I eliminate your high-ranking members, this million-strong army will become a scattered mess,” Heishan Venerable said.

If one thought that a Venerable was constrained by the Heavenly Punishment Karma and thus showed disrespect, that would be a grave mistake.

How could the Heavenly Punishment Karma generated by killing a few people affect a Venerable?

“Then let’s see what you can do. I’ll tell you a secret: if my War Soul dies, the entire army will perish, hehehe. Heishan Venerable, how will you choose now?” Vega was not intimidated at all.

Inside Bafang City, connected by the milky white power, the five hundred thousand demon warriors remaining in the city united.

The Six-Armed Demon God appeared. It let out a roar and spat out a dark ball of light. Countless attacks, like meteorites, were born from within the dark ball of light.

Heishan Venerable’s brows were tightly furrowed.

To be honest, this Lord of Prayer was indeed a tough opponent.

No wonder, as a demon, he even dared to provoke the strongest force in hell—the Seventy-Two Demon Gods.

“Alright, what if I can’t break through your defenses? I’ll just beat you to near death.”

Heishan Venerable shook his head slightly.

The black feathers behind him bloomed, and black rain, like black needles, began to fall, pattering down.

It corroded the attacks, corroded Bafang City, and corroded the Six-Armed Demon God.

Even the Six-Armed Demon God’s attacks were being corroded.

The corroded attacks, when they landed on the Black Wing Clan’s army, caused little impact.

In the first round of fighting, both sides were surprisingly evenly matched.

Half of Bafang City’s army went outside the city.

And Heishan Venerable also did not activate his small world.

Seeing the opponent’s fighting spirit, Heishan Venerable no longer hesitated and activated the power of his small world.

Heishan’s small world, like a black abyss, enveloped Bafang City and a large surrounding area. The entire world seemed to have been swallowed by darkness.

“Power is flowing away.”

Vega noticed that he could no longer feel any elements from the outside world.

This meant that he and the army would have no supplies.

Not only that, Heishan Venerable’s small world was devouring everything.

The city’s defensive power was rapidly diminishing.

Given Bafang City’s size, even at this rate of flow, it could last for a very long time, but eventually, it would run out of resources.

Presumably, Heishan Venerable did not intend to confront them head-on, but planned to resolve them in this bloodless manner.

“Too bad, you underestimated us,” Vega shook his head.

He stepped back; he was about to show off.

Vega’s body emitted pure white Sacrifice Power, and the five hundred thousand strong army behind him also began to emit specks of Star Power.

Vega and his believers’ powers had merged into one.

Some people, with unified bloodlines, rely on this to summon ancient bloodlines to descend, granting infinite combat power.

Some rely on similar cultivation techniques, with extremely similar Star Power properties, forming arrays to dominate a region.

Others are well-trained, with their minds united, and their coordination is invincible.

And there is another unique way to unify power—faith.

They sacrifice everything to their Lord.

“Hehehe, I will reappear in an unprecedentedly powerful form.”

Vega, enveloped by Sacrifice Power, transformed into a pure white Demon God.

Perhaps calling him a Heavenly God would be more appropriate.

That pure and flawless Heavenly God, like the true lord of the world, exuded an aura that inspired worship.

Heishan Venerable was stunned.

His Black Mountain World had failed.

No matter how he urged it, the Black Mountain World had no way to affect that Heavenly God in the slightest.

“What is this?”

As an old and cunning individual, he was extremely vigilant when facing the unknown.

Black Feather Incineration Figure.

Three dark, energy incarnations fiercely burning with black flames swooped down, flying towards the Heavenly God.

But that Heavenly God merely waved a hand gently.

The three black feathers, like snowflakes falling into a raging fire, instantly dissipated.