Mortal's Purple Sky Cave Heaven

Chapter 262 Ancient Demon
As for the truthfulness of what Daojie said, the increasingly loud heartbeat gave the answer.

Before the three of them could say anything more, a dark demonic aura appeared out of thin air behind Daojie, followed by a hoarse voice:

"You have a pretty good ability. You can actually sense my malicious intentions. Unfortunately, the warning distance is too close. It's not very useful. It's a useless ability. Otherwise, I wouldn't mind letting you live a little longer so I can study your ability."

Listening to these cold words without any emotion, Daojie saw the two people opposite him widening their eyes with fear in their eyes, but he seemed to be nailed to the spot and unable to move. He felt a chill on his back and cold sweat dripped down.

A strong feeling of unwillingness filled his heart. He was unwilling to die without even seeing the face of the person who killed him, so he made up his mind, turned around and looked back.

After taking a clear look at the other person, Daojie's face changed drastically, he took a breath of cold air, and even his heart stopped beating as if he was suffocating.

The monster that appeared before him was a complete monster.

The demon's head was covered with black scales, and on its forehead was a black-red horn several inches long. Between its eyebrows were green fangs, and between its black lips opened and closed, a long tongue that was dark red and purple and covered with thorns spitted out, which was about a foot long and then retracted in an instant, like a poisonous snake.

What is even more chilling is that the pupils in this demon's eyes are as narrow as slits, flashing a cold silver-white light, and there is no emotion in the movement of his eyeballs.

The four demonic arms were all born on the shoulders, but they were located on the front and back sides respectively, and were extremely long. They just hung down unconsciously and were already past the knees.

The tips of the ten fingers had nails that looked like bone spurs. As they opened and closed, they flashed a cold light and looked extremely sharp.

"It's so ugly, it's really an ancient demon." Daojie had a dazed look on his face and muttered unconsciously.

At this moment, he seemed to have understood the Buddhist saying, "Appearances are determined by the mind."

"Hmph!" The ancient demon seemed to be enraged when he heard this. A fierce look flashed in his eyes and he snorted coldly.

At the same time, his big black mouth opened carelessly, and his long tongue shot out as fast as lightning, stabbing straight towards Daojie's Dantian.

"I'm going to die." Seeing this scene, Daojie said bitterly.

Even if he had to die, he would choose his own way of dying. At least, he never wanted to see this ugly ancient demon again. Thinking of this, he closed his eyes silently.

However, the expected severe pain did not come. Only a clang sound of metal colliding was heard, and Daojie opened his eyes again.

What he saw was that the ancient demon was putting his long tongue back into his mouth and looking around with a vigilant look on his face.

What was surprising was that drops of black blood were oozing out of the tip of the tongue, which was covered with spikes and seemed as tough as iron.

"How did the ancient demon get injured?" Daojie widened his eyes, stunned.

Just as he was in a daze, an old voice came from behind him, full of gratitude:

"Thank you, senior, for saving me!"

Hearing this familiar voice, it was his senior brother Lu.

It turned out that although the ancient demon's attack just now looked like lightning, it was just a casual attack after all. Lu Ying still relied on his cultivation in the late Jindan period to barely see the attack trajectory of the long tongue, even if it was just an illusion of the attack.

Just when he and Daojie thought they were in a hopeless situation from which there was no escape, an incredible scene occurred.

A golden sword light came from nowhere and hit the long tongue first.

The three colors of golden light, red light and black light intertwined and confronted for a moment. Finally, the golden sword light dissipated into nothingness, and the ancient demon's long black and red tongue was also forcibly repelled, thus saving Daojie's life.

"Thank you for your kindness, senior!" Zhou Sheng's voice was also heard.

Daojie looked back and saw that his two brothers were full of gratitude, bowing and greeting everyone around them. After listening to their words, even if he was stupid, he understood that there were senior masters helping him.
So he took a step forward, bowed and said, "Thank you for saving my life, senior!" His face was full of joy at surviving the disaster.

For a long while, no sound was heard in the air. When the three of them stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do, an indifferent voice sounded from all directions:

"What are you still standing there for? Do you want to end up in the belly of the ancient demon?" There was no disguising the rebuke in his words.

"Yes Yes Yes!!!"

The three brothers from Qingxu Sect did not show any dissatisfaction, but instead hurriedly agreed with a tone full of joy. The joy of saving a life from the gates of hell was nothing more than this.

Then, without stopping, he rode on the light of escape and fled in the opposite direction of the ancient demon.

Before leaving, Lu Ying looked around again, wanting to inquire about the identity of this senior so that he could repay him in the future.

But seeing that even the ancient demon couldn't find his trace, with such cultivation and such great supernatural powers, what's the use of the favor of a mere Jindan cultivator like him?

Even his own sect, the Qingxu Sect, is not taken seriously by this senior.

He is still worrying too much.

Thinking of this, he was surrounded by spiritual light and chased after his two fellow apprentices who had already flown hundreds of feet away.

It was unknown whether the ancient demon felt that the three men's cultivation was too shallow and not worth his effort, or whether he was anxious to find the hiding place of the person who had attacked in secret. He glanced coldly at the three people who were walking away, then looked around again.

The only difference from before was that this time black and red flames rose from the ancient demon's narrow eyes, as if he had activated some kind of spiritual eye power.

"Who is it?" The ancient demon slowly turned around and stared at a deserted place beside him, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

“Why don’t you show yourself!” Seeing that he had seen through his tracks and was pretending nothing had happened, the ancient demon opened his big black mouth and roared angrily.

"As expected, you are an existence that even the ancient cultivators find troublesome. You can even see through the magical powers of my clone. You don't have to worry. I have no ill intentions." A man's voice came with a chuckle.

Then a white light flashed in that place, and a white figure gradually emerged.

The ancient demon narrowed his eyes, and looked at the figure in front of him with his fierce eyes flashing red light.

This figure is no different from an ordinary person except that he is wearing clothes made of electric arcs and his entire body is white, which is a bit shocking. The only special thing is that his face is blurred, making it impossible to know his true appearance.

"The magical power of a clone with the strength of the late Nascent Soul stage! Such proficiency in the power of thunder and lightning!" said the ancient demon in surprise.

The ancient demon immediately looked around, and his powerful spiritual sense spread out in all directions without mercy, stirring up a strong wind that blew the surrounding trees all over the place.

But after a long time, the true whereabouts of the person who spoke was still not found.

This time, the ancient demon was really shocked! In this world, only the Divine Transformation cultivators could evade his detection.

However, he had already explored the general information of Tiannan. Apart from a few cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage, there were no people with higher cultivation levels here.

When did a cultivator who had attained divine enlightenment appear in this barren land of southern China?
However, considering that the other party did not dare to attack with his real body and only planned to use this clone to fight him, the ancient demon became more and more certain that the other party was a cultivator who had reached the state of Divine Transformation.

Maybe he came here from some other place, the ancient demon guessed secretly.

After figuring it out, the ancient demon was not so afraid anymore. If he had just broken free from the seal of the ancient cultivator and could not exert even 30% of his strength, he might have even avoided the Divine Transformation cultivator.

But now, after devouring so many Nascent Souls and the spirits of cultivators, his strength has almost recovered. Even if he cannot defeat a Divine Transformation cultivator, he is still confident that he can escape from his hands.

"You have followed me for so long, what exactly do you want to do?" A murderous look flashed across the ancient demon's face, and he spoke sternly to the white figure.

After saying that, he showed a strange look. He was speaking harshly to an avatar, and he seemed a little neurotic.

"Why are you so ferocious? I just happened to pass by here. I've heard about the ancient demon's amazing magical powers, so I came here to give it a try." The white figure's lips moved slightly, and the voice came out slowly.

Hearing this calm answer and the somewhat lame excuse, Gu Mo was unable to tell the truth from the falsehood.

But on the other hand, the ancient demon did not feel the murderous intent in the words.

Looking at the clone in front of him, the ancient demon's eyes turned, and the fierceness in them disappeared without a trace, and he asked:

"You are a Divine Transformation cultivator, right?"

His tone softened at this time. Although he was not afraid, no one wanted to fight a battle with a cultivator who was at a much higher level than himself.

"So what if it is? So what if it isn't?" the white figure asked back with interest.

"If my guess is correct, you should be stuck in the early stage of the Spirit Transformation, unable to break through to the next level, let alone ascend to the upper realm, right?" The ancient demon curled his lips and said with certainty.

The white figure stood there without saying anything.

Seeing this scene, Gu Mo became more and more certain that his guess was correct.

Then the ancient demon said in a tempting voice: "I have a way to help you break through the current bottleneck and ascend to the upper realm easily."

"The true demonic energy fills your body and you ascend to the demon world." The white figure said lightly.

"Haha, that's well said. It seems that you know a lot about our demon world." Hearing the white figure say the method in person, the ancient demon opened his big black mouth and laughed.

In his opinion, the person in front of him was pretending to challenge him, and his real intention was to use him to ascend to the upper realm. In this way, he would have an extra helper for nothing, and his chances of lifting the seal of Kunwu Mountain and releasing the Holy Ancestor's soul would be greater.

But the next moment, his smile froze on his face.

"True demonic energy is indeed a good thing. But what I practice is not demonic power after all." The white figure sighed.

"How difficult is that? Just change your practice method. You have just practiced a method derived from the True Demon Art. The demon cultivators in this world are so difficult to deal with. I'm sure you can imagine the powerful force of the True Demon Art. Just like me, it's no problem to fight against several late-stage cultivators." The ancient demon persuaded unwillingly.

"I am very satisfied with the technique I am practicing now, so there is no need for you to waste your words." The white figure said nothing.

"Have you been making fun of me?" Seeing that all his words had no effect at all, the ancient demon looked ferocious.

"I already told you my purpose long ago, so how can I just entertain you?" The white figure shook his head. "Besides, it was you who wanted to recruit me all along. I just listened with a little interest."

After practicing to this level, no one is a fool, and everyone can understand the meaning of Gu Mo’s previous words.

"You" Gu Mo was so angry that he couldn't speak. Wasn't he being played like a monkey by the person in front of him? But he couldn't say anything to refute.

However, as an ancient demon, he doesn't need to be right, let alone reason.

"Okay, okay! I will try today to see how much magical power the gods of this world have left!" The ancient demon was extremely angry and let out a long, ferocious roar.

As soon as he finished speaking, the ancient demon's body spun around, and a flash of demonic light appeared all over his body. Suddenly, the whole sky darkened, and the purple-black demonic light suddenly surged up, rapidly expanding in all directions, instantly dyeing the nearby sky a weird color.

The purple-black magic light turned into a light curtain that covered the surroundings, covering an area of ​​more than ten miles in radius. The momentum was truly shocking and unusual.

The ancient demon's eyes kept scanning the surroundings. Whether it was the tree-covered hilltop below or the empty sky, everything was scanned thoroughly without missing a single detail.

Even with the help of the purple-black magic light, he still failed to find the monk hiding in the dark. After a flash of surprise on his face, his figure disappeared silently on the spot.

I don't know whether he escaped or had other plans.

The next moment, the figure of the ancient demon emerged behind the white figure, and one of its claws grabbed the white figure's head fiercely without making any sound.

In his opinion, although this clone is a bit strange, it should be controlled by a soul. As long as he captures or kills the soul, the clone in front of him will naturally collapse.

However, thinking this, he had no intention of underestimating the person. At the same time, he opened his ferocious mouth and his long tongue covered with barbs shot out at lightning speed, piercing towards the heart of the white figure.

The ancient demon actually struck two vital points at the same time, trying to kill the white figure with one blow.

The series of actions taken by the ancient demon to launch an attack seemed long, but in fact it only took a moment.

The white figure seemed to have no reaction and just stood there in a daze.

When the ancient demon saw this, a ferocious look flashed across his face, and he smiled cruelly and silently.

Just when the ancient demon's attack was about to succeed, the white figure suddenly turned around, and the long sword that appeared in his hand slashed at the ancient demon's claws and long tongue, vowing to cut them in half.

The smug look on the ancient demon's face disappeared without a trace, but he made a decision in an instant. His sharp claws changed direction and rushed towards the long sword, while the purple-black long tongue did not change direction and stabbed towards his heart.

"Ding-Dang" sound was heard, like the sound of fine iron colliding, but it seemed unusually rapid.

At this time, the ancient demon had already retreated several feet, with his arms raised high, looking at his bare fingertips in disbelief. The nails that were originally several inches long had disappeared without a trace, and the cuts were unusually neat.

(End of this chapter)