Journey to the West: A clone sacrifices to the heavens, possessing boundless magical power.

Chapter 144 Peace Talk

In just a dozen breaths, the weasel and the cat demon routed the dozens of lesser demons who had surrounded them, forcing them to retreat repeatedly, with no one daring to take another step forward.

Not far away, Bashanhu and Yihailong took in all of this.

The two great demons exchanged a glance, both seeing the seriousness in each other's eyes.

"These two monsters are no ordinary creatures." Bashanhu narrowed his eyes, staring at the black watery light on the weasel's body. "That kind of water-based magic has amazing defensive power and is decisive in killing. It is definitely not something that ordinary little demons can master."

"That cat demon's movement techniques and poison shield are also quite troublesome." Yi Hailong snorted coldly. "However, the stronger the better. The king wants to find the thief who stole the Purple Gold Gourd. Since these two guys have such strength, regardless of whether they did it or not, we can use them to complete the task. The king won't be able to find fault with us."

"That makes sense." Bashanhu nodded.

The truth is not important; what matters is quelling the anger of King Golden Horn and King Silver Horn. As long as they bring back two scapegoats who seem to be of sufficient importance, their mission will be accomplished.

"Get out of here! You bunch of useless trash!"

Bashan Tiger let out a fierce roar, his voice like muffled thunder.

The surviving lesser demons, feeling as if they had been granted a pardon, scrambled and crawled to the sides.

Bashanhu and Yihailong leaped down, unleashing their immense demonic energy without reservation, pressing down on the two in the arena.

"Since you won't listen to reason, then don't blame us brothers for taking matters into our own hands."

Bashan Tiger grinned maliciously, wielding a massive mountain-splitting axe, and charged straight at the cat demon.

Yi Hailong flicked his wrist, and the trident transformed into a series of shadowy halberds, locking onto the weasel.

The battle escalated instantly.

Bashan Tiger possessed a powerful physical body and abundant demonic energy. His axe strike was so powerful that it tore through the air.

However, the cat demon remained unmoved in the face of this overwhelming attack.

Demonic power flowed into his feet.

Kamikaze Boots, activate!

The special feature of these magical combat boots is that they can unleash extreme speed over short distances.

"boom!"

The massive axe slammed into the ground, sending earth and rocks flying and creating a deep crater several meters wide.

But beneath the axe blade, only a slowly dissipating afterimage remained.

"Too slow."

The cat demon's voice came from above Bashan Tiger's head.

Bashan Tiger suddenly looked up and saw that the cat demon had already appeared several feet above him.

Enraged, Bashan Tiger swung his great axe in a sweeping motion.

The cat demon activated its Divine Wind Boots again, its body twisting in the air, instantly appearing behind Bashan Tiger. Its cat claws drew two sparks on the thick leather armor on Bashan Tiger's back.

Although he failed to break through the defenses, the feeling of being toyed with enraged Bashan Tiger.

"You scoundrel! Have the guts to fight me head-on!"

Bashan Tiger wildly swung his great axe, his demonic aura whipping up gusts of wind, but the cat demon, relying on the extreme speed of the Divine Wind Boots and the agility of the "Wind Control and Cloud Flowing Technique," only circled around and never engaged in a direct confrontation.

Although Bashan Tiger was highly skilled, his absolute disadvantage in speed left him with immense strength but nowhere to use it, making him a complete plaything.

On the other side, the battle between the weasel and the sea dragon also broke out instantly.

Fan Yuan, in his true form, needed a worthy opponent to test the power of his supernatural abilities at the early stage of the Dao Integration realm.

"Mountain-shattering force".

The weasel took a deep breath, and its spiritual energy circulated wildly along a specific route.

The third level of the Mountain-Crushing Force!

In Fan Yuan's hands, the third level of the Mountain-Crushing Force could unleash three times the physical strength of his own body. Now, with his clone having entered the early stage of the Dao Integration Realm, his soul and body are perfectly integrated, and the power of this divine ability has undergone a qualitative leap.

Not three times, but ten times!

Ten times the power, gathered in the right fist.

The weasel's right arm was bulging with veins, and a layer of golden light was faintly visible on the surface of its fist!

Yi Hailong thrust his trident forward, the trident carrying a chilling, demonic light, aiming straight for the weasel's heart.

The weasel thought to himself, "Good timing!" and swung his right fist to meet the spear tip.

Fists and spears clashed.

"Snap!"

The moment Yi Hailong's trident touched the weasel's fist, the tip shattered with a deafening roar, and the tenfold force surged back like a raging tide, rushing upwards along the shaft of the trident.

Crack! Crack! Crack! The trident shattered into pieces, and countless iron filings shot out like a torrential rain, grazing Yi Hailong's cheeks and leaving streaks of blood.

"What?!"

Yi Hailong was terrified. His arms went numb from the shock, and his tiger's mouth split open, bleeding profusely.

But he had not yet realized the real horror.

With the support of the Dao Integration stage cultivation, the third level of the Mountain Collapse Force not only doubles in power, but also undergoes a qualitative change in attack speed and range.

After the weasel shattered the trident with its punch, the force of the punch was not exhausted. A violent fist wind was blasted out from a distance, directly ignoring the protective demonic aura on Yi Hailong's body, penetrating his flesh and reaching his internal organs.

"puff!"

Yi Hailong was struck dumb, his chest caved in, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood mixed with pieces of his internal organs.

Moreover, the divine intent contained in that fist wind directly washed over his sea of ​​consciousness.

Divine consciousness damaged!

Yi Hailong felt as if he had been hit hard in the head by a heavy hammer, and his vision went black. He almost fainted.

The weasel withdrew its fist, its breathing becoming steady.

The burst of power tenfold is no longer an unbearable burden for a body at the early stage of Dao Integration.

Yi Hailong staggered back several steps, leaning against a dead tree stump that had been broken by the aftershocks, panting heavily, his eyes filled with horror.

He never expected that this seemingly insignificant weasel would possess such terrifying explosive power. If that punch had landed directly on him, he would probably be a corpse by now.

On the other side, Bashanhu, who was being bothered by the cat demon, also noticed Yihailong's defeat.

He forcefully pushed the cat demon back, and when he turned around, he saw Yi Hailong coughing up blood and staggering backward in a terrible state.

Ba Shanhu's heart sank suddenly.

We've hit a brick wall.

The cat demon was incredibly fast; he couldn't even touch it. The weasel was even more ferocious, severely injuring Yi Hailong with a single punch. If these two joined forces, he and Yi Hailong would probably not fare well today.

Bashanhu and Yihailong exchanged a glance, and their years of tacit understanding led them to make a decision instantly.

"stop!"

Bashanhu roared, put away his mountain-splitting axe, took three steps back, and assumed a defensive stance.

Despite the excruciating pain in his internal organs, Yi Hailong threw the remaining half of the trident on the ground to show that he had no hostile intentions.

Upon hearing this, the weasel and the cat demon paused in their actions.

The two demons flashed and reunited. The cat demon snorted coldly, while the weasel stood with its hands behind its back, black water ripples subtly flowing around it, its gaze cold as it stared at the other.

Although they stopped, their murderous intent remained.

Fan Yuan, who was a hundred miles away, sensed this scene through his clone and a satisfied smile appeared on his lips.

The Feng Shui Blade has undergone a complete transformation. With a gentle swing, its sharpness surges, reaching a hundred feet in circumference. But what pleases him most is the nascent form of the Mountain-Crushing Force, a divine power.

Ten times the power, 20% less energy consumption, ten times the attack range, far exceeding anything before.

What's even more remarkable is that the violent power that could shatter internal organs can now be perfectly condensed into a single line, controlled at will.

The combat power of this clone was much higher than he had expected.