One person established a clan

Chapter 327 Clearing the Void
"What kind of aura is this?!" The cultivators present were all shocked.

Even though the distance between them was unknown, the sheer power of their aura was truly astonishing.

"Such fluctuations are comparable to those of us elders."

The breath vanished in an instant, leaving everyone looking at each other in bewilderment.

"Could it be that a master has already found a treasure trove of inheritance in the depths of the void beyond the Five Desolate Domains?"

"Let's continue," the young cultivator suddenly said in a deep voice, "Let's find out who this is."

"Junior Brother Yang, the dangers in the depths of this void are unpredictable."

“Zhenxuan is absolutely right. We all have protective treasures bestowed upon us by the elders, so what is there to fear from danger?”

Another middle-aged cultivator took a deep breath: "Moreover, as the number one sect in the Longevity Domain, how can our clan back down now?"

“Indeed, this place is where the ruins of my Longevity Domain and the Five Desolate Domain meet. How can we allow others to sneak in unnoticed?”

After a moment of deliberation, the cultivators of the Longevity Domain could no longer suppress their desire to find out the truth.

They came here on a risky journey in search of an opportunity to break through their limitations.

Now that the opportunity is right in front of us, how could we let it slip by?

"But perhaps we should prepare first."

Before the female cultivator could finish speaking, a strange commotion suddenly arose from the depths of the void.

Everyone immediately focused their attention and saw several dark figures tearing through the void and mist, carrying a soaring murderous aura, flying towards them!

"Watch out! There's a demon!"

The middle-aged cultivator shouted, taking the lead in activating the spirit boat's engraving, and streaks of mysterious array light patterns rapidly unfolded.

"Set up the sword formation!"

"Rise!" Several cultivators responded by drawing their swords and drawing seals. Instantly, sword shadows appeared like a forest, swirling and intersecting, ready for battle.

——Boom!
A dark shadow in the distance unleashed a thunderous bolt of black light, striking the sword imprint array and forcibly bringing the spirit boat to a stop.

The ship shook violently, and the expressions of all the cultivators from the Longevity Domain changed slightly.

"This demon is no ordinary creature!"

Such overwhelming power far surpasses an ordinary attack from a mid-stage Spirit Profound Realm cultivator!
"Could these be the Spirit Abyss Demons that the elder mentioned?"

"I'll do it!" Yang Zhenxuan shouted, drew his sword and flew out of the spirit boat, unleashing several profound sword beams.

The two strange demons clashed head-on with the sword's edge, but were instantly enveloped by countless sword shadows and blasted into the distant ruins.

"Humph!"

Yang Zhenxuan's expression was cold and stern, his body surging with sword intent, and his eyes swept over the ruins with disdain.

"The so-called demons of the Spirit Abyss are nothing more than..."

He stopped speaking abruptly and looked at the ruins in astonishment.

As the smoke and dust cleared, the two demons that had been slain seemed to be unharmed, rising again to unleash deafening roars.

"Junior Brother Yang, be careful!"

A warning voice suddenly came from afar: "These Spirit Abyss Demons have indestructible bodies. Only by attacking their internal organs with profound techniques can they be defeated!"

"Let me test it with my Spirit Profound Sword!"

Yang Zhenxuan's expression suddenly darkened, his eyes focused with sword intent as sharp as needles, and he charged forward again.

The cultivators were unable to stop them in time, and seeing several more dark figures emerge from the black mist in the void, they had no choice but to use all their mystical arts to deal with them.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
Flames roared and flashed as the two sides fought fiercely, the battle intensifying.

However, the more they fought, the more terrified they became. These demonic spirits were not only incredibly strong and immune to various mystical attacks, but they were also fearless in the face of death.

"If this battle continues, it may never end!" the middle-aged cultivator piloting the spirit boat exclaimed urgently. "We must temporarily retreat and avoid their advance!"

"Junior Brother Yang is still there—"

Several cultivators scanned the area with their divine senses and saw that Yang Zhenxuan had been blasted backward by a punch, crashing through several rocks before slamming heavily into a floating mountain.

"cough"

Yang Zhenxuan clutched his aching chest, coughing up blood, his eyes still filled with disbelief.

He glanced at the cracks appearing on the sword in his hand and his heart trembled.

How could the demons here be so powerful?!
"Roar--!"

A deafening roar resounded once more, spreading an immense and terrifying pressure.

Yang Zhenxuan hurriedly looked up, only to see a colossal demonic figure slowly emerging from the churning black mist. His face turned deathly pale. "This is bad! I am no match for such a monster!"

In the distance, the spirit boat was also in grave danger under the siege of the demons, and several cultivators who stepped forward to fight had already been injured and bleeding.

Despite his injuries, Yang Zhenxuan tried to turn back and rush to the aid of the spirit boat.

However, two chilling killing intents suddenly attacked from behind, easily piercing through the protective array he had hastily set up and striking straight at his mind.

"Uh!"

His vision went black, and he staggered, nearly falling over. He managed to turn around and raise his longsword, but was struck by a black light. The sword flew out of his hand, and blood gushed out.

"If this continues, we will all perish here!"

This thought flashed through the minds of all the cultivators, and they immediately brought out the spiritual treasures of their clans that they kept with them.

Yang Zhenxuan gritted his teeth and was about to put on a black iron mask.

At this critical juncture of life and death, with their backs against the wall, the ferocious demons suddenly froze, all of them stopping their attacks without exception.

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The battlefield suddenly fell into a deathly silence.

The cultivators stood frozen in astonishment, cold sweat pouring down their backs, utterly bewildered and at a loss.

Could it be that these demons have taken pity on us and are unwilling to fight anymore?
"Wait, what is this!?"

Yang Zhenxuan's mind was shaken. He looked into the depths of the black mist and felt a vast pressure sweep over him like a raging sea, instantly covering the entire battlefield.

This oppressive aura was even more terrifying than the one we had felt before!
The next moment, the demons all let out terrified roars, scrambling to reveal their true forms from the black mist and fleeing for their lives in another direction.

"They actually escaped?"

The cultivators were dumbfounded.

During the fierce battle just now, they clearly realized that these demons had no intelligence and only knew how to kill and destroy based on instinct.

At this moment, however, they fled in panic as if they had encountered their natural enemy.
Boom!

Thunder roared from the depths of the black mist, and a torrent of purple lightning, over ten feet thick, burst forth with the force to pierce through the void, tearing apart several miles and instantly engulfing all the fleeing demons!

"Well!?"

The spirit boat was violently rocked by the aftershocks of the storm, and Yang Zhenxuan's pupils shrank as he stared in disbelief at the earth-shattering thunderstorm that suddenly exploded in the distance.

That attack was terrifying!
Who on earth could have done this? Their power is probably even greater than that of the clan elders.
As the purple lightning dissipated, the demons vanished into thin air, leaving only wisps of black energy merging into the depths of the void.

"This is."

The cultivators held their breath, staring blankly at the enormous figure that appeared and disappeared in the black mist, which resembled neither a dragon nor a snake.
The terrifying being glanced casually in their direction before slowly sinking into the depths of the void, disappearing without a trace.

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A moment of deathly silence followed, then the trembling voice of the middle-aged cultivator echoed in everyone's minds. "What should we do now?"

"Chase after them!"

Yang Zhenxuan said anxiously, "That must be the ancient race that the elders mentioned! Perhaps it is the opportunity we have for this trip!"

"Junior Brother Yang seems to have a point. Since the other party stepped in to help, perhaps there really is an opportunity to communicate and form a bond!"

The cultivators' hearts pounded like drums, and they could no longer contain their excitement. They immediately urged their spirit boats forward and plunged into the churning black mist.

The stars shone silently in the deep darkness, and the mysterious energy from all directions converged like a gentle stream.

The seven-headed demonic dragon flapped its wings and slowly returned to Su Cheng's side, emitting a deep and excited dragon roar.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Su Cheng gently stroked one of the dragon heads, then glanced around.

At this moment, the purple thunder and black mist had spread to dozens of miles away, and hundreds of phantom figures attacked on command, sweeping away all the demons along the way.

Before long, the spiritual energy reserves were almost full again.

More importantly, by consuming the demon cores within those demons, all the phantoms under his command were strengthened.

"Ok?"

Seeing several dragon heads approaching again, seemingly yearning for comfort, Su Cheng couldn't help but chuckle.

"Having devoured numerous demons along the way, you have grown considerably without even realizing it."

He stroked each of the dragon heads one by one, his eyes suddenly shifting slightly as he turned his head to look into the distance.

"However, it seems there's a group of uninvited guests following you?"

(End of this chapter)