342: Chapter 342 The Demon King's Defeated Flight

In an instant, a variety of astonishingly powerful Moves poured down towards the Devil King like a torrential storm, forming an unstoppable torrent.

Faced with such fierce, violent, and surging attacks from everyone, the once arrogant and domineering Heavenly Demon Clan Cultivator finally began to feel overwhelmed, gradually finding it difficult to hold on.

His face, which was already grotesquely twisted, became even uglier and more terrifying due to extreme unwillingness.

His mouth kept emitting deafening roars of anger, as if he wanted to vent all the resentment in his heart.

However, no matter how desperately he struggled and resisted, he was unable to free his hands to fend off the incredibly sharp and powerful onslaught from the group.

Left with no other choice, he could only forcibly unleash a secret technique...

A moment later, after a burst of dazzling light that was almost blinding, the body of the Heavenly Demon Clan Cultivator was instantly blown into countless fragments.

These fragments scattered in the air, then slowly turned into specks of dust, finally dissipating completely into this vast and boundless world.

"I will remember today's grudge, and in the future, I will repay it a hundredfold!"

Accompanied by these words filled with resentment and anger, a black light shot up into the sky from the center of the battlefield and instantly disappeared into the horizon.

Everyone watched the direction in which the black shadow departed, their hearts sinking.

It turned out that at that most thrilling and life-or-death moment just now, the incredibly powerful Devil King had made an unexpected Move.

He resolutely abandoned his precious Physical Body and, in an extremely cruel and decisive manner, forcibly escaped from the heavy encirclement with his fragile Primordial Spirit.

"What a pity, to actually let the Primordial Spirit of this detestable Devil Head escape just like that."

Someone couldn't help but sigh, their tone filled with regret and unwillingness.

"Alas, it is all because This Old Monk's skills are not refined enough... If only my Buddhist Dharma were more profound."

"If I had been more proficient in mastering that Buddhist secret technique, perhaps I could have completely destroyed this demon here."

Master Huineng said with a face full of annoyance and regret; his eyes, usually serene and fearless, could not help but reveal a trace of deep self-reproach.

You must know that he had originally been full of confidence, believing that as long as he unleashed that Buddhist secret technique capable of temporarily raising his cultivation to the Peak of the Saint Realm, he would definitely be able to kill the Heavenly Demon Clan Cultivator before him, whose strength had already reached the Half-step Saint King Realm, right on the spot.

However, the reality was not as he wished; although they had tried their best, they ultimately failed to stop the Devil King's Primordial Spirit from escaping.

Fortunately, after a hard-fought battle, they had finally succeeded in blowing up the Devil King's Physical Body, which could be considered a significant victory.

Hearing Master Huineng blame himself so much, Ye Xuan on the side hurriedly spoke to console him:

"Master Huineng, please do not say that; with this Devil Head having lost his Physical Body, he will certainly be unable to act wantonly and commit evil everywhere like before for a short time."

"Moreover, everyone put in tremendous effort to severely injure him this time, and the Eminent Monks in particular deserve great credit."

Meanwhile, Lin Feiyu also nodded in agreement: "That's right, if it weren't for the Eminent Monks working together and fighting bravely this time, how could we have blown up the Physical Body of a dignified Devil King?"

"Master Huineng, you deserve the most credit; if you hadn't stepped forward at the critical moment to unleash such an earth-shattering Buddhist secret technique, I fear the outcome of this battle would have been completely different..."

Having said this, Lin Feiyu paused slightly, seemingly ignoring the topic of Yun Chenfei intentionally or unintentionally.

But everyone was perceptive enough to notice this.

Master Huineng sighed slightly and slowly said: "If it weren't for Young Friend Yun stepping up at the critical moment, willing to hold back that Devil Head with a severely injured body, how would I have had the time to unleash the Buddhist secret technique? Such a contribution is equally indelible."

Ye Xuan nodded gently, "The Great Master is right, I hope we can completely kill that Devil King in the future."

Hearing this, a glimmer of hope flashed in everyone's eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Yun, are you alright?"

"Saint Yun, is your injury serious?"

Unlike the others, the moment the battle ended, Lin Guiwan and Chen Miaoyin immediately cast their gazes towards Yun Chenfei.

"It's fine, I just need to recuperate for a period of time..." Yun Chenfei's words were not yet finished.

A strange blood-red light suddenly appeared in the distant sky, and a faint, powerful, and evil aura drifted over.

"Not good, could that Devil Head still have a backup plan?" Lin Feiyu's expression changed.

Master Huineng pressed his palms together, his face solemn, "It seems that this tribulation has not truly ended; we must prepare as quickly as possible and not let that Devil Head succeed."

Everyone immediately stood on high alert, the atmosphere that had just relaxed becoming tense once again.

Everyone mobilized the spiritual energy within their bodies, their gazes tightly locked onto the source of the blood light, waiting only for the enemy to appear before plunging into battle again.

"Someone must be controlling this Seventh-Rank Magic Array from the shadows!"

Looking at the blood-red scene in the distance that reached into the sky, Yun Chenfei's face was pale, his body trembling slightly, and he spoke in a slightly weak voice.

His gaze was tightly locked onto that strange sky, as if he wanted to see through the surface to the truth hidden behind it.

"The Devil King at the Half-step Saint King Realm has already had his Physical Body blown up by us working together; how could there be anyone else capable of controlling such a powerful Formation?"

Ye Xuan frowned tightly and asked with a face full of suspicion; he was clearly skeptical of Yun Chenfei's guess to a certain degree.

After all, they had just experienced a fierce battle and had only managed to defeat the terrifyingly powerful Devil King with great difficulty; it was hard to imagine that another mysterious figure capable of controlling a Seventh-Rank Magic Array would appear at this moment.

"As everyone knows, Heavenly Demon Clan Cultivators have always been completely ignorant of the Dao of Formations, yet a Seventh-Rank Magic Array has inexplicably appeared here; does Holy Son Ye not find this strange at all?"

Chen Miaoyin's willow eyebrows rose, her beautiful eyes widened, and she retorted unceremoniously.

Her words were like a rapid-fire cannon, leaving Ye Xuan speechless for a moment.

Just as everyone fell into a brief silence, Lin Guiwan suddenly spoke to break the stalemate:

"Now is not the time to argue about these issues; if we want to leave this place safely, the most urgent task is to completely break this Formation as soon as possible!"

Her tone was firm and decisive, revealing an unquestionable majesty.

"That's right! Although this Formation is immensely powerful, after being affected by the fierce battle just now, it has already developed many cracks."

"As long as we concentrate our strength and attack these cracks with all our might, I believe we can break this Formation in one fell swoop!"

Master Huixin, who had been standing on the side silently observing the situation, immediately chimed in and reached out to point in the direction of those cracks.