405: Chapter 405 Seclusion

The Black-skinned Dog Demon's eyes sharpened as it suddenly lunged forward, its sharp claws tearing through the air. Its jet-black Demonic Power condensed into a massive claw several zhang wide, which slammed down with a foul wind, intending to crush the person before it into a bloody pulp.

Facing this world-shaking strike, Yun Xuanxuan's figure was as light as mist. She didn't even try to dodge, standing gracefully in place.

Her red lips parted slightly as a clear and majestic dragon roar suddenly erupted, shaking the surroundings! An invisible Dragon Might spread out like a giant wave, causing the nearby sand and stones to scatter in all directions.

The giant claw formed from ink-colored Demonic Qi shattered on the spot the moment it touched the Dragon Might, like ice and snow meeting a blazing sun, dissolving into a sky full of black mist before vanishing without a trace.

The Black-skinned Dog Demon felt as if it had been struck by a thunderbolt. Its fur stood on end, its Divine Soul felt a splitting pain, and black blood seeped from its seven orifices.

Its massive body lost all strength and crashed heavily from mid-air onto the rubble, rolling miserably for several zhang.

"Impossible—!"

The dog demon, both shocked and enraged, let out a wild roar. Its Demonic Qi surged as it spat out a ball of jet-black flames, aimed straight at Yun Xuanxuan's face.

Yun Xuanxuan waved her jade hand lightly, and the moisture in the air gathered out of nowhere, forming a layer of Water Curtain Dragon Scale Armor in front of her.

The flames slammed into the water curtain without causing even a single ripple, only to be crushed and completely evaporated by the endless water pressure.

Although there was a gap in their Realms, the Dragon Clan stood at the top of the food chain, naturally suppressing all Yao. Without a trace of noble bloodline, one was naturally inferior to others.

Furthermore, the Cultivation Technique Yun Xuanxuan practiced was extraordinary and her foundation was deep. This caused the seemingly lopsided duel to be completely one-sided; in just two exchanges, the Deity Transformation Realm dog demon had repeatedly suffered setbacks and was left in a wretched state.

Yun Qingyan and the Cultivators of the Tiangong Pavilion, however, were unaware of these hidden details.

They stared dumbfounded at the girl in the white dress in the center of the field, their mouths agape. They felt that the previous dragon roar and the Divine Ability of using a water curtain to defend were simply unfathomable and beyond imagination.

Mu Wanqing watched her Junior Sister's composed figure, her almond eyes blinking before she let out a soft sigh. "With my Junior Sister's strength... at this rate, how am I supposed to catch up?"

Xie Xingchen maintained a peaceful mindset and gave a gentle smile, his tone relaxed as he said, "As Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters, we now find ourselves hiding behind our Junior Sister. It really is somewhat laughable."

Seeing that it was no match for the girl, the dog demon immediately looked up and let out a sharp, long howl.

In an instant, demonic howls echoed from all parts of the city. Demonic shadows lunged out from alleys and houses, rushing toward them. In the blink of an eye, dozens of members of the Yao Race had gathered.

Seeing this, Mu Wanqing did not dare to be careless. She immediately took out the Yin-Yang Rings, which hovered before her, glowing with spiritual light as she waited in full battle array, prepared to face the enemy.

High in the sky, a phantom that was almost integrated with the air stood quietly.

This was a Clone Chen Xuan had condensed using a God-Tier Divine Ability. Although it could only exert seventy percent of his main body's strength, as a Dao Protector, it was more than enough to protect several Disciples.

For Chen Xuan, the opportunities in this Secret Realm were secondary; the most important thing was the tempering and growth of his Disciples.

...

On the other side!

Gu Yunshen and the other two sped toward the intense spiritual power fluctuations. Before long, they saw a circle of Cultivators standing guard in the distance. From their uniforms embroidered with black patterns, the group quickly identified them as people from the Demon Abyss Pavilion.

On the open ground beneath the high tower, a fierce battle was in full swing. The roar of spiritual power collisions and demonic howls were incessant.

Two figures moved like flowing light, each fighting a pair of Mahayana Realm Demonic Beasts.

One man had a face as handsome as carved jade and wore a moon-white brocade robe. He was surrounded by a majestic martial arts Fist Intent that had already reached the pinnacle. Every punch he threw carried the power of thunder, and the whistling wind from his fists was no less than heavenly thunder falling from the sky.

Boom!

A deafening explosion rang out.

With just a single punch, the burly member of the Yao Race was smashed into the ground, kicking up sand and rubble several zhang high.

In an instant, the dust cleared to reveal a figure already closing in. The Giant Elephant Demon did not hesitate to retaliate with a kick.

Chen Xuan narrowed his eyes as he watched, not expecting to encounter a Body Cultivator here.

It was indeed rare!

The sword-wielding female Cultivator beside him wore plain white martial attire, her long hair tied in a high ponytail, her movements agile and spirited.

The long sword in her hand glinted with a cold frost-like light. As her sword shadows danced, several streaks of Sword Qi were unleashed automatically. Every strike was precise and ruthless, forcing the other member of the Yao Race to retreat step by step.

"It's the Demon Abyss Pavilion's Young Master Wang Guan and the Sword Immortal Zhuang Ruoheng."

Pavilion Master Shen's eyes were sharp, and he instantly identified the two.

"I didn't expect to meet them here."

Zhu Lang, who was responsible for guarding the formation nearby, scanned the four newcomers. He casually replaced the stopper in the wine gourd at his waist and stepped forward to intercept Chen Xuan's group.

He took a step forward and cupped his hands toward Dongfang Li. "So it's the Pavilion Masters of the Tiangong Pavilion. Greetings to you all."

"Though it may be a bit presumptuous, I must ask you all to stop here."

His gaze swept over the four of them, his eyes suddenly sharpening. "These two beasts have already been targeted by my Demon Abyss Pavilion. You are a step too late. If you are only here to watch the excitement, you are naturally welcome; but if you want to get a piece of the pie, don't blame my Demon Abyss Pavilion for showing no mercy."

The Demon Abyss Pavilion!

This was the Sect of that 'Number Four'. He wondered how the girl surnamed Leng was being treated by his own Jade-Faced Poison Immortal now.

Gu Yunshen glanced at the fierce battle in the field, his expression calm as he said softly, "So it is the Third Mister of the Demon Abyss Pavilion. I have heard much of your fame."

His tone was humble yet firm. "I only wonder, what exactly is the origin of these two Demonic Beasts? To think they would cause the Demon Abyss Pavilion to mobilize such a large force."

Seeing that Gu Yunshen and the others had no intention of competing, Zhu Lang's tense expression softened, and he was happy to chat for a bit.

After all, although the Demon Abyss Pavilion acted dominantly, it was only against second-rate forces. The Tiangong Pavilion, like their own Sect, was a top-tier power with a Heavenly Venerable in residence, so they still needed to consider the face of their fellow Cultivators.

Furthermore, if they really were to fight, both sides were of equal strength, and it was hard to say who would emerge victorious.

He pointed at the two members of the Yao Race struggling in the field and smiled. "We only just gathered this information ourselves. These two beasts are the masters of this Camel Bell Ferry. They are quite strong and have some skill to be able to hold out this long against my Senior Brother and Senior Sister."

Dongfang Li's gentle eyes scanned the Demon Abyss Pavilion Cultivators present as she asked softly, "Why don't I see Fairy Leng? Did she not enter this Secret Realm with you?"

"My Junior Sister..."

Zhu Lang said naturally, "She is currently in seclusion within the Sect and happened to miss this trip to the Secret Realm. It's quite a pity to miss such an Opportunity."