Covering the Sky: Simultaneous transmigration, but both clones are women.

Chapter 88 Slaying the Dragon-Transforming Demon and Looting the Cave!

The gorilla's pupils reflected the dark gold bell.

Four sword intents flowed endlessly on the bell wall, and the four ancient and vigorous seal characters "诛仙" (Zhu Xian), "戮仙" (Lu Xian), "陷仙" (Xian Xian), and "绝仙" (Jue Xian) gleamed with a cold light under the moonlight.

It has lived for hundreds of years, reigning supreme in the Kunlun Mountains, and has never seen such a strange cultivator.

Despite possessing the cultivation level of the Four Extremes Peak, it could unleash that bizarre and unpredictable yet incredibly powerful sword formation, as well as that extraordinary phenomenon of reaching out to pluck stars from the sea of ​​reincarnation. Every move it made was beyond its comprehension.

Ye Chen stood under the moonlight, his black clothes fluttering in the wind, the Three Generations Bell above his head slowly rotating, its melodious chimes resonating.

He looked at the fear that appeared in the gorilla's red eyes, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"I'm your father!"

The gorilla's pupils suddenly contracted.

This extremely crude answer was clearly beyond its expectations. Fear and astonishment intertwined on its hairy ape face, and it opened its mouth but said nothing.

But Ye Chen didn't give it any more time to react.

He raised both hands at the same time, his left hand with fingers pointing like a sword, and his right palm facing upward, the two completely different forces converging within his body.

In the sky, the phantom of the Taoist in green robes reappeared, more solid than before. His face was still blurry, but the four sword lights around him were several times brighter than before.

With the Immortal Execution Sword before him, its light shone like a bolt of lightning, cleaving through the heavens and the earth.

The Immortal-Slaying Sword was behind him, its sword intent surging like a tide, its killing intent overwhelming.

The Immortal-Trapping Sword is on the left, its sword aura like a net, trapping and locking the universe.

The Immortal-Slaying Sword is on the right, its sword light like rain, ever-changing.

Four swords swept across the sky, echoing each other, forming a massive sword formation that enveloped the entire valley.

The sword light cascaded down like a waterfall, each beam carrying an incomparably sharp sword intent, slicing through the demonic aura surrounding the ape.

The demonic energy melted away rapidly under the sword light, like ice and snow under the scorching sun.

The gorilla roared and swung its fists, its millstone-sized hands brimming with overwhelming demonic energy, attempting to shatter the sword lights.

But with each punch, most of the demonic energy was shattered by the sword light, and only a fraction of the power actually landed on the sword formation.

Ye Chen stood in the center of the sword formation, his fingers moving slightly as if he were playing an invisible ancient zither.

As he moved, the four sword intents began to change positions, with Zhuxian and Luxian intersecting, and Xianxian and Juexian exchanging positions. The sword formation operated faster and faster.

The gorilla's body began to be covered with numerous wounds.

The wounds weren't deep; each one only grazed the skin, oozing a few drops of black blood.

However, the sheer number of swords was overwhelming; thousands upon thousands of sword beams struck, and even the smallest wounds, when accumulated, could be fatal.

It tried to break free from the sword formation, its huge body lunging left and right, its fists swinging alternately, each punch causing the sword formation to tremble violently.

However, Ye Chen would always promptly deploy the Immortal-Trapping Sword to fill the gap. The sword light that bound the universe was like an invisible net, tightly binding the gorilla's limbs, making its struggles twice as difficult.

The gorilla's breathing became increasingly rapid.

Those bloodshot eyes were filled with a mixture of exhaustion and anger.

It gritted its teeth, its demon core surging wildly, and the remaining demonic power poured out like a flood, condensing into a layer of black armor around its body.

But before the armor could even take shape, it was slashed open by the sword light of the Immortal Execution Sword.

Ye Chen gave it no more chance to catch its breath.

His hands fell simultaneously, and the four sword intents suddenly merged into one, transforming into a huge pillar of light that descended from the sky and pierced through the gorilla's body!

The gorilla's body stiffened abruptly, its crimson eyes widening in shock, reflecting the beam of light that pierced the heavens and earth.

It opened its mouth as if to say something, but only a low whimper came from its throat.

The beam of light dissipated.

The gorilla swayed twice, bent its knees, and slowly knelt down on the ground.

The ground trembled violently, and smoke and dust filled the air.

Its head was lowered, and its crimson eyes gradually lost their luster, the pupils dilated, and finally settled into a gray darkness.

thump.

The gorilla's body collapsed completely, hitting the ground and kicking up a cloud of dust.

The enormous body lay in the center of the valley, like a small mountain, covered with countless sword marks, black blood seeping from the wounds and soaking the soil beneath it.

Ye Chen withdrew his hands, and the Three Lives Bell slowly spun back to the Sea of ​​Bitterness, while the four sword intents turned into points of light and dissipated in the night sky.

The illusory figure of the Taoist in green robes on the horizon gradually faded away, and the moonlight shone down again, illuminating the entire valley with a cold, frosty glow.

He stood beside the ape's corpse, looking down at the once invincible dragon demon, and let out a long breath.

From inside the clothes, the white cat poked its head out, its amber eyes wide open, staring at the huge corpse on the ground, its mouth opening and closing, emitting rapid "meows".

[Dead—really dead—]

Brother Ye killed that monster!

[Brother Meng—Brother Yan—Did you see that?—Brother Ye is back to avenge us!—]

Tears welled up in the white cat's eyes again, rolling down its furry cheeks and wetting Ye Chen's clothes.

Ye Chen reached out and rubbed its head before turning and walking into the cave.

The black ox and the green snake were still curled up in the cave. Although the iron chains had been crushed, they had clearly not yet recovered from the long-term torment.

The black ox knelt on the ground, its four legs still trembling, its large, round eyes filled with the bewilderment of someone who had survived a calamity.

The green snake coiled beside it, its triangular head resting on the black ox's back, its vertical pupils half-open and half-closed, its breath weak.

Ye Chen walked up to the black bull, squatted down, and placed his palm on its lowered head.

Beneath the rough fur, one could feel the massive body trembling slightly.

"It's alright now."

His voice wasn't loud, but it was exceptionally reassuring.

Black Bull blinked, its cloudy pupils gradually focusing. It lowered its head and gently licked the back of Ye Chen's hand with its rough tongue.

Ye Chen stood up and glanced around the cave hall.

Among the dense holes in the stone wall, one could vaguely see some bottles, jars, and scattered miscellaneous items, which were clearly the possessions that the gorilla had accumulated over the years.

He didn't rush to loot the snake, but instead went to the green snake's side and checked its wounds.

The marks left by the iron chain were deep, most of the scales had fallen off, and the underlying flesh had rotted in many places.

Fortunately, they were all superficial wounds and did not damage the bones or muscles. With the regenerative abilities of the demon race, they would recover after a period of time.

"You guys rest first, I'll go see what that beast is hiding!"

Ye Chen patted the green snake on the head, then turned and walked towards the stone wall.

The holes varied in size; some were big enough for a person to bend down and enter, while others were only the size of a fist.

He picked the largest one, leaned inside, and found a small, simply furnished stone chamber carved out of the ground.

A layer of dry grass was laid on the stone platform, and several glowing ores were scattered on the grass, emitting a dim yellow light.

There were some bottles and jars piled up in the corner, most of them empty, with a few containing some residual medicine, and the smell was pungent.

Ye Chen casually picked up a jade bottle, uncorked it, and smelled it, his brows furrowing slightly.

The medicinal liquid was of average quality and not very useful to someone at his level, but it was suitable for healing the black bulls and the others.

He tucked the bottles containing medicine into his sleeve and continued flipping through the bottles.

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