362: God-Slaying Spear Launched

Above Los Angeles, the aftermath of the sword light that had sliced through the sky still lingered.

A skyscraper hundreds of meters tall snapped in the middle. Under the horrified gaze of countless people, the upper half collapsed with a thunderous crash, smashing into the ground and kicking up a sky full of dust and smoke.

This shocking scene plunged the originally noisy battlefield into a deathly silence.

Baphomet froze in place, his withered fingers subconsciously brushing across his cheek.

There, a tiny bloodstain was slowly oozing pitch-black blood.

A trace of burning pain, accompanied by a chill rising from the depths of his Soul, made this Nascent Soul Middle Stage Ancient Great Demon feel the emotion called "fear" for the first time.

He hadn't even seen clearly where that sword light had come from, or how it had broken through his protective Demonic Qi.

Fast!

Fast to the extreme!

Sharp!

Sharp to the extreme!

Baphomet looked up abruptly, his scarlet eyes staring fixedly at the figure suspended in mid-air.

Black clothes, black hair, holding a pitch-black longsword.

There was no expression on that face, and his gaze was as indifferent as if he were looking at an ant on the side of the road.

It was Lin Xiao!

"Lin... Xiao..."

Amidst the ruins on the ground, Liu Lian struggled to lift his head, looking at that familiar yet strange back, and let out a dry call from his throat.

The frenzied Aura on his body, which was about to detonate his Magic Treasure and perish together with the enemy, vanished the moment Lin Xiao appeared.

Replacing it was a complex emotion mixed with shame, unwillingness, and the feeling of surviving a disaster.

In the end, he still had to rely on a fellow sect member to save him.

Lin Xiao did not turn back, nor did he even glance at him; he simply spoke to Baphomet in a calm, waveless tone.

"Lin Xiao of Kunlun, here to seek pointers."

These six plain words contained unparalleled composure and confidence!

"Seek pointers?"

Baphomet recovered from his shock, only to be swallowed by a monstrous rage.

A dignified Nascent Soul Great Demon, actually having his face slashed by a Late Golden Core Stage junior!

This was a supreme humiliation!

"One, two... do you Cultivators of Kunlun Academy all love seeking death so much!"

Baphomet let out a heaven-shaking roar, no longer holding anything back.

Boom!

Ink-black demonic power surged from his body, turning into a giant demonic shadow that shrouded half the sky of Los Angeles.

The terrifying pressure was several times stronger than before; the entire space began to distort and wail!

"Today, neither of you is leaving!"

Baphomet's voice was like a demonic sound from the Nine Nether Hell. He raised his hand, and a giant ghost claw made of pure demonic power, blotting out the sun and sky, swiped fiercely at Lin Xiao and Liu Lian!

For this strike, he used his full strength!

He wanted to crush these two ignorant human Cultivators, along with their Golden Cores, into powder!

Lin Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and the xueming sword in his hand let out a clear sword hum.

He flicked his wrist, and the tip of his sword traced a mysterious trajectory in the air.

"Sword Two, Dragon Snake."

In an instant, a Sword Qi Dragon, more solid and agile than before, roared out, rushing against the sky-covering ghost claw!

At the same time, Liu Lian on the ground, looking at the upright figure in the sky, used all his strength to punch the ground.

"Damn it!"

His eyes were blood-red, and he bit his lip hard.

He couldn't just watch!

He couldn't let his fellow sect member stand in front of him again!

"Stand up."

Just then, Lin Xiao's cold, emotionless voice clearly entered his mind.

"Don't embarrass Kunlun."

These simple seven words were like a thunderclap, exploding in Liu Lian's heart!

That's right!

I am a Kunlun Sword Cultivator!

I am Liu Lian!

How could I lie here so pathetically!

"Ahhhhh!"

Liu Lian let out an unwilling roar. He forcibly suppressed the surging blood in his body and staggered to his feet.

His white hair danced wildly, and a resolute Battle Intent reignited in his eyes!

"Child-Mother Seven Stars, Combine!"

He pinched the sword formula. The seven child swords, covered in cracks, did not shatter. Instead, they shone brightly in an instant, surrounding the mother sword to form a small, Killing Intent-filled sword formation!

Above the sword formation, a tragic and indomitable Aura circulated!

"Go!"

Liu Lian pointed, and the small sword formation turned into a stream of light that tore through the air, piercing fiercely towards Baphomet's back from another tricky angle!

He wanted to coordinate with Lin Xiao for a pincer attack!

High in the sky, Lin Xiao's Sword Qi Dragon collided with Baphomet's sky-covering ghost claw!

Rumble—!

An energy storm, more terrifying than any previous collision, swept across the entire sky!

Demonic power and Sword Qi crazily eroded and annihilated each other.

The Sword Qi Dragon let out a wail, its massive body being pinched by the ghost claw until it shattered inch by inch.

But that unparalleled sharpness also left deep, bone-reaching cracks on the ghost claw!

Just as the two sides were deadlocked, Liu Lian's sword formation arrived!

"Seeking death!"

Baphomet felt the Killing Intent behind him, roared, and backhanded a palm strike.

A black shield made of demonic power appeared out of thin air, accurately blocking the sword formation.

Clang—!

The sound of metal clashing pierced the eardrums!

Liu Lian's sword formation was actually blocked abruptly!

"Pfft!"

Liu Lian spat out another mouthful of blood, his face turning as pale as paper.

The huge gap in cultivation was like a chasm, difficult to cross.

However, this strike of his had ultimately bought Lin Xiao a moment of opportunity!

"Now!"

A sharp glint flashed in Lin Xiao's eyes. Instead of retreating, he merged with his sword, turning into a pitch-black lightning bolt that pierced through the core of the exploding energy and appeared in front of Baphomet in an instant!

The xueming sword, carrying an indomitable Aura, stabbed straight at Baphomet's glabella!

"What?!"

Baphomet's pupils shrank violently. He had never expected that Lin Xiao would dare to engage in close-quarters combat at such a time!

He wanted to retreat, but it was too late!

In his haste, he could only gather all his demonic power in front of him, forming a thick barrier.

Swish!

The xueming sword was irresistible!

That demonic power barrier, which was enough to withstand shells, was as fragile as thin paper under the xueming sword, easily torn open!

The sword tip drove straight in!

...

Meanwhile, at a temporary command post thousands of meters away.

The high-ranking officials of the American military were staring dumbfounded at the real-time footage on the screen.

The city was collapsing, and the sky was burning.

This was no longer a battle that humans could understand.

This was a war between gods and demons!

"General! All ground units have lost contact! We... we have completely lost control of the situation!"

A communications officer reported with a deathly pale face.

The commander on site, a white-haired Four-Star General, stared fixedly at the three entangled figures on the screen, veins bulging on his forehead.

"Monsters... they are all monsters!"

He grabbed the communicator and roared in a hoarse voice:

"Connect me to The Pentagon! Connect me to the President's office!"

"I don't care what method you use! Now! Immediately!"

"Activate 'Prometheus'! Get that damn spear over here for me!"

"If this continues, the entire Los Angeles will disappear from the map!"

...

In the White House, inside the President's office.

The atmosphere was oppressive to the extreme.

The President of America looked at the earth-shattering battle scene on the big screen, his face so gloomy it could drip water.

He had originally thought the "god-slaying spear" was a super weapon to deal with one Cultivator.

But now, three had appeared on the battlefield!

And each one was more terrifying than the last!

"Mr. President..." a staff member spoke with a trembling voice, "Once the 'god-slaying spear' is launched, its power... we cannot guarantee it will hit the target accurately, and the collateral damage..."

"Shut up!"

The President slammed the table and stood up, mad light flashing in his eyes.

"Who cares about collateral damage now?!"

"This is a war! A war for the dignity of America!"

He walked to the screen, pointing at the white-haired figure and the black-clothed figure in the footage.

"I don't care what they are! I don't care where they come from!"

"On American soil, they must die!"

He took a deep breath and gave the order to the Secretary of Defense beside him that would shock the world.

"Pass on my order!"

"Target the 'god-slaying spear' at Los Angeles!"

"Launch immediately!"

The moment the order was given, a piercing alarm sounded at a top-secret military base deep in the Nevada desert.

A huge launch silo disguised as a mountain slowly opened.

An intercontinental rocket carrying a giant dark-gold spear slowly rose, pushed by hydraulic devices, pointing straight at the firmament.

At the bottom of the launch silo, scorching flames began to erupt.

The countdown began!

"Ten!"

"Nine!"

"Eight!"

...

Amidst a huge roar, the rocket carrying the god-slaying spear, dragging a long tail flame, shot into the sky, tearing through the clouds, and roared away!