186: Chapter 186 Coming for Me

"Wait, that's not right!"

After Lin Bei wiped out another hundred or so Destroyers, he suddenly slapped his forehead, realizing he had been acting like a fool!

"Damn it, I must have been influenced by interacting with these idiots too much!"

He thought indignantly, smashing the head of the Destroyer in front of him with a single punch before taking out the hundred refinements immortal furnace.

After pondering for a moment, he took out various Materials and tossed them into the furnace.

"Bang!" After the time it takes to burn a stick of incense, the immortal furnace opened, and a nine-colored radiance soared into the sky.

A small tower spun as it flew out, landing in Lin Bei's palm.

"Hehe... although it has only just reached the threshold of an imperial weapon, it's enough for now. I'll call you the ten thousand demon tower!"

Holding the small tower, he was quite satisfied, and with a flicker of his figure, he continued on his way.

Before long, another Destroyer appeared in front of Lin Bei.

"Hey! Destroyer, if I call your name, dare you answer?"

This was a Saint Middle Stage Destroyer. It looked at the little Cultivator holding a small tower in front of it, looking completely bewildered.

"Call my name? Call what? Does this venerable one have to tell you that my name is Nine-Five-Two-Seven?"

Lin Bei rolled his eyes. If it weren't for future considerations, he really wouldn't want to interact with such a low-intelligence creature.

"Nine-Five-Two-Seven!" He held the ten thousand demon tower and looked at the Destroyer.

"Huh?" The Destroyer's brain glitched, and it couldn't help but answer.

Instantly, a powerful suction force erupted from the small tower.

The Saint Middle Stage Destroyer had no power to resist and was sucked into the tower in an instant.

The ten thousand demon tower divided into tens of thousands of small spaces. The Destroyer was trapped in one of these spaces, attacking the surroundings desperately, but it had no effect.

"Tch!" Lin Bei sneered disdainfully, ignoring it to continue searching for the next Destroyer.

A day later, the number of Destroyers inside the ten thousand demon tower had already reached over a hundred, each trapped in a different space.

However, Lin Bei was unwilling to say those shameful lines again, so he simply stopped using the tower's own suction force and instead beat the Destroyers half to death before throwing them into the tower.

In the northern part of the Eastern Wasteland, there was a stretch of sky shrouded in black clouds all year round.

Below it lay one of the Holy Lands of the Eastern Wasteland, the Demon Cloud Holy Land.

The black clouds above were not naturally formed, but were manifested by the extreme dao imperial weapon of the Demon Cloud Holy Land, the Demon Cloud Imperial Banner.

"Boom! Crack! Boom! Crack!" Several streaks of black lightning struck down from the black clouds in succession, blasting a Saint Late Stage Destroyer into ashes.

"Grand Elder Mo Tian, this is already the fifth Destroyer to invade our Demon Cloud Holy Land!"

Elder Mo Ling said with lingering fear, "Where do you think so many Destroyers are popping up from?"

Grand Elder Mo Tian sighed, "Over the past few days, I have scoured ancient records and discovered some clues..."

"Legend has it that after the Great Destruction, these Destroyers did not completely disappear, but some remained on this continent!"

"The great Cultivators born afterwards spent generations of effort to capture all the Destroyers on the Desolate Ancient Continent and imprisoned them in a place called the Destroyer Prison!"

"Huh?" Elder Mo Ling looked puzzled. "Why didn't the great experts just wipe these monsters out completely?"

"The reason for that is not recorded in ancient texts, and naturally, I do not know either..."

"Then... then won't our Demon Cloud Holy Land be in danger?"

"Rest assured!" Grand Elder Mo Tian said confidently, "We will kill them as they come! Even a Great Saint-Grade Destroyer wouldn't be able to gain any advantage under the Demon Cloud Banner!"

"Boom!" No sooner had he finished speaking than several attacks shot over like lightning, destroying nearly half of the Demon Cloud Holy Land and killing countless Disciples!

"Who? Who is it?" Grand Elder Mo Tian's eyes turned red as he roared hoarsely.

"Swish, swish, swish..." Dozens of black figures shot over, the five in the lead possessing exceptionally powerful auras.

An evil aura immediately filled the entire sky.

Grand Elder Mo Tian's body trembled, and he took two steps back, finding it hard to believe.

"Five? Five Great Saint-Grade Destroyers have come together?!"

"Gulp!" Elder Mo Ling's voice trembled. "W-what do we do?"

"Which one is Ancestor Mo Lin? Get out here!" the Destroyers roared in unison.

"Huh?" Elder Mo Ling's legs went weak. "Are... are they coming for me?"

Grand Elder Mo Tian suppressed his anger, glanced at Elder Mo Ling in surprise, and looked up at the five Great Saint-Grade Destroyers.

"Gentlemen, what business do you have with Elder Mo Ling? Do you take my Demon Cloud Holy Land for a soft persimmon to be kneaded at will?"

Unfortunately, the Destroyers were not going to reason with him.

Number Two Hundred Fifty, who had long been unable to restrain himself, attacked first, shooting a beam of black light toward Grand Elder Mo Tian.

"Too much deception!" Grand Elder Mo Tian gritted his teeth and looked at the other Elders of the Demon Cloud Holy Land who were appearing one after another. "Everyone, activate the Imperial Banner with all your might!"

Immediately, the black clouds above surged, and a bolt of black lightning shot out, shattering the black light unleashed by Two Hundred Fifty.

After shattering the black light, the lightning still had residual power and continued to strike towards Two Hundred Fifty, following the trail.

"An extreme dao imperial weapon, indeed not to be underestimated!" Two more of the remaining four Great Saint-Grade Destroyers attacked.

Each pointed a finger, blocking the lightning.

The battle erupted instantly as dozens of black Dragons flew out from the Demon Clouds, roaring as they charged toward the Destroyers.

"Hmph!" The five Great Saint-Grade Destroyers all attacked, blocking all the black Dragons.

Then they ordered the dozen or so Saint-Grade Destroyers behind them, "Kill!"

"Kill!" The many Elders of the Demon Cloud Holy Land were not to be outdone; they activated the Imperial Banner to attack autonomously while drawing upon their own power to engage the Saint-Grade Destroyers.

For a time, the area shook, and the collision of powers sounded like thunderous roars.

If not for the extreme dao imperial weapon suppressing the area, it would have already been blasted into nothingness!

"Form up!" Seeing that the battle was deadlocked, Grand Elder Mo Tian gave the order.

The nearly ten thousand surviving Cultivators of the Demon Cloud Holy Land immediately acted in a well-trained manner.

Before long, three Formations, each composed of thousands of Demon Cloud Cultivators, appeared.

Each one was capable of unleashing Saint-Grade combat power!

With these three great Formations, the long-deadlocked battlefield situation was immediately broken.

"Ah!" After the time it takes to burn a stick of incense, accompanied by a shrill roar, a Saint-Grade Destroyer was beaten into ashes and could never reform again.

After another half a stick of incense, Grand Elder Mo Tian and the others exchanged glances and, with great tacit understanding, struck simultaneously.

Another Destroyer disappeared from the world forever.

"Two Hundred Fifty! We can't wait any longer! The Ancestor Mo Lin you spoke of is most likely not here!" one of the Great Saint-Grade Destroyers who was resisting the Demon Cloud Imperial Banner shouted.

"That's right! No more waiting, let's wipe these guys out first!"

"Good! Fusion!"

With their opinions unified, the five Great Saint-Grade Destroyers instantly transformed into five dense clouds of black mist.

"What are these monsters trying to do?" Elder Mo Ling and the others had never seen Destroyers undergo Fusion and were confused for a moment.

While they were speaking, the five black mists had already touched, merging into a larger mass of mist that was as soul-capturing as a black hole.

Just as everyone was filled with suspicion and uncertainty, a head and limbs suddenly stretched out from the black mist.

"Boom..." A thunderclap flashed, and a tall Destroyer appeared in mid-air. Its surging aura caused the Demon Clouds above to pause for an instant.

"So... so strong! It must have reached the Great Saint Middle Stage! Can Destroyers actually perform Fusion like this?!" Grand Elder Mo Tian's heart trembled.

"Fellow Elders, control the extreme dao imperial weapon with all your might! The survival of our Demon Cloud Holy Land depends on this one move!"

Several streams of immense spiritual power immediately soared into the sky and merged into the Demon Clouds.

The Demon Clouds shuddered and were forced down by three inches, with the immense pressure acting entirely upon the Destroyer created by the Fusion.

"Bang!" The Destroyer's body trembled, turning into black mist, but it immediately condensed back into form.

After several times, the Destroyer's aura was weakened by more than half, but it had withstood the attack of the Demon Clouds.

"Hehehe... just a little bit more! Next, it's our turn!" the Destroyer said, pointing a finger out.

A thousand-person Formation composed of Demon Cloud Holy Land Cultivators immediately collapsed, and all the Cultivators within died.

What followed was a tragic massacre.

An hour later, this place had completely turned into ruins.

In the sky stood the fused Great Saint Middle Stage Destroyer and the other four Saint-Grade Destroyers.

The other Destroyers had already perished under the desperate, life-or-death counterattacks of the Demon Cloud Holy Land Elders.

"It's over... Hehehe!" The fused Destroyer looked around to see no more Cultivators, let out an eerie laugh, and looked up at the sky.

The Demon Clouds churned, emitting a sense of sorrow, then quickly shrank, turning into a cloth banner that was about to break through the air and leave.

"Want to run?" the Destroyer sneered, and a large hand flew out to grab it.

Suddenly, another hand reached out from the void, grabbing the black cloth banner one step ahead.