381: Chapter 381 Fighting a Heavenly Demon at the Saint King Realm

The Little Beast slightly opened its delicate little mouth, and in an instant, a scorching flame gushed out.

This flame, like a baring-fanged and claw-waving Fire Dragon, carried the momentum of a thunderbolt as it roared and lunged toward the Demon Race Cultivator.

Facing such a fierce attack, the Demon Race Cultivator merely waved his sleeve lightly; this seemingly casual gesture effortlessly blocked the incoming, ferocious flames.

However, despite the Demon Race Cultivator's formidable strength, the series of attacks launched by everyone present working together still made him gradually feel somewhat overwhelmed.

Just as this intense battle reached a stalemate, Yun Chenfei’s eyes were like torches, keenly capturing a fleeting opportunity in battle.

He flashed forward, his spear transforming into a cold light, piercing straight toward the Demon Race Cultivator's shoulder with lightning speed.

Caught off guard, the Demon Race Cultivator was struck on the shoulder by this sudden attack and couldn't help but roar in anger.

Following this roar, the Devilish Qi within the Demon Race Cultivator's body seemed to be stimulated and suddenly erupted.

The powerful demonic force, like a surging tide, violently shook Lin Guiwan and Ran Xueyao, who had gathered around, forcing them back several steps.

Yun Chenfei pressed his advantage, the tip of his spear flashing with cold light again, intending to wound the Demon Race Cultivator once more.

But the Demon Race Cultivator's eyes turned red; he quickly formed hand seals with both hands and began chanting an ancient incantation.

In an instant, the previously calm surrounding space suddenly began to distort violently, as if being kneaded by an invisible giant hand.

Immediately after, curtains of ink-black light appeared out of thin air, carrying a heart-palpitating aura and sweeping toward everyone with an overwhelming force.

Facing this sudden change, everyone's expressions changed drastically; not daring to be the least bit negligent, they hurriedly activated their Cultivation Technique to resist this terrifying dark light curtain.

Radiance flashed around them, their spiritual power surging as they tried their best to block the incoming dark force.

Meanwhile, the Little Beast that had been following everyone did not want to be outdone; it suddenly spewed out more raging flames, roaring like a Fire Dragon as it charged toward the dark light curtains, attempting to use the intense flames to dispel the endless darkness.

However, just as everyone was struggling to contend with the dark light curtains, Lin Guiwan’s heart suddenly stirred.

It turned out she suddenly recalled a record she had once seen in an ancient text regarding this type of Move; the book mentioned that such dark light curtains seemed impregnable, but in reality, they had a fatal weakness—a point of spiritual light located at the very center of the light curtain.

Thinking of this, a look of determination flashed in Lin Guiwan’s eyes; completely disregarding her own safety, she flickered and dashed toward the dark light curtain.

The spiritual power within her body surged wildly, gathering entirely at her fingertips, causing her slender finger to emit a dazzling light, as if it were about to pierce the firmament.

On the other side, seeing Lin Guiwan riskily charging toward the light curtain, Ran Xueyao knew she could not let the Demon Race Cultivator interfere with her; she immediately waved her jade hand, casting a colorful and brilliant Spell.

The Spell transformed into countless shimmering petals, dancing and swirling around the Demon Race Cultivator like butterflies, successfully attracting his attention and effectively distracting his line of sight.

The Demon Race Cultivator naturally noticed Lin Guiwan’s intention very quickly; after a cold snort, he quickly diverted a portion of his power to go and intercept her.

Just as Lin Guiwan was getting closer and closer to the dark light curtain and about to touch the weakness at its center, suddenly, a powerful rebounding force erupted from that point of spiritual light.

This rebounding force was like a surging wave, slamming fiercely into Lin Guiwan’s body.

With a loud "bang," Lin Guiwan flew backward like a kite with a broken string.

Yun Chenfei, who had been closely monitoring the situation, saw this scene; without hesitation, he abandoned his attack on the Demon Race Cultivator, flashed like a ghost, and flew out to steadily catch the knocked-back Lin Guiwan.

Although there was only one Heavenly Demon Clan Cultivator on the other side, Yun Chenfei and his party had an overwhelming absolute advantage in numbers.

However, the cultivation Realm of that Heavenly Demon Clan Cultivator was truly unfathomable, having already faintly touched the Peak of the Saint King Realm!

One must know that once one enters the Saint Realm level, the gap between each small Realm is as vast as the difference between clouds and mud.

If the gap between various Realms before the Saint Realm is compared to a distance of ten or even several dozen times, then after the Saint Realm, this gap expands to a hundred or even several hundred times more!

Although Yun Chenfei, Lin Guiwan, and Ran Xueyao all possessed extraordinary abilities to fight above their own class, when facing this peerless expert at the Late Stage of the Saint King Realm, they still felt that their hearts were willing but their strength was lacking.

Just at this moment, a sinister and eerie laugh was heard: "Hehehe... Three peerless Prodigies of the Human Race. My arrival this time was truly worth the trip!"

The speaker was precisely that Heavenly Demon Clan Cultivator of the Saint King Realm, looking at the three people before him with a ferocious grin.

Following that, he arrogantly continued: "Today, let you all properly witness my true strength, so that you may clearly understand just how deep the chasm between us truly is!"

After speaking, the aura around the Demon Race Cultivator suddenly began to soar wildly, like a volcanic eruption.

Strands of extremely dense, nearly materialized black Devilish Qi surged continuously from his body like surging waves.

These Devilish Qi strands intertwined and entangled, rolling and surging as if they possessed life, carrying an endless aura of evil and violence.

In the blink of an eye, the sky had been completely shrouded by this overwhelming black Devilish Qi.

The sun, which had been hanging high in the sky, lost its proper radiance and warmth under the cover of this terrifying Devilish Qi, and the entire world fell into a darkness where one could not see their own fingers.

"Die!" Accompanied by a deafening roar, the Demon Race Cultivator, whose body radiated intense Devilish Qi, suddenly moved, dashing toward Yun Chenfei and the others like a black bolt of lightning.

At the same time, he waved his hands, and streaks of extremely fierce black demonic light shot out from his fingertips, raining down fiercely upon Yun Chenfei and the others like a dense downpour of arrows.

Yun Chenfei tightly held Lin Guiwan’s delicate body, quickly sidestepping to narrowly dodge the fierce demonic light.

Just at this moment, the Little Beast, witnessing this scene, did not hesitate to rush in front of the two of them.

In an instant, a layer of mysterious and dazzling golden runes appeared on the Little Beast’s body; these runes seemed to possess life, rapidly flowing and intertwining together, actually forming an incredibly solid shield.