Cultivating with Bragging System-Chapter 522 - 257: A Deadly Situation? Have You Asked the Sanqing Saint Heir? (9000 words)_5
Ye Guhong felt as if he had plunged into a cavern of ice, the hairs on his body standing on end as his eyes erupted with a brilliant golden light. He spun around and thrust his war spear.
BOOM!
Battle aura surged as various runes intertwined. The clash was intensely fierce, its terrifying aftershocks sweeping outward. Countless humans and demons were gravely injured or even killed by this single strike.
"A True Demon—" Ye Guhong gripped his Golden War Spear, his gaze locked on the cloud of Demonic Qi in the distance. A humanoid figure slowly emerged from it, radiating a silver light, its aura terrifyingly potent.
He stared at Ye Guhong from afar, his expression ice-cold.
The True Demon Bloodline was exceedingly rare. Upon reaching adulthood, its bearers could become Demon Emperors, comparable to Earth Immortals. Although the True Demon before him was still young, his combat strength was not to be underestimated. He knew well that the power of a True Demon was far beyond that of any from the Pureblood Demon Race.
"You are strong, but you must die here today!" the silver-glowing True Demon youth declared, utterly confident in his ability to slay Ye Guhong.
"Hah! You want to kill me? Come back when you’re a little older!" Ye Guhong sneered. The golden light in his eyes intensified, blazing like two suns. His golden armor began to glow as an unimaginable power burst forth, and he charged directly into battle.
A True Demon? It’s not like I haven’t killed one before! 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺
BANG!
The two figures collided, clashing hundreds of times in an instant. Runes filled the air and Demon Patterns blotted out the sky, their resounding impact deafening. Waves of energy rippled out, shaking the very heavens. All the humans and demons nearby scrambled to a safe distance, daring not to approach, their faces etched with shock. The void around the clash was completely overwhelmed by the spectacle of endless, burning runes.
"This is a battle of the highest caliber!" a prodigy from the Human Race exclaimed, staring dumbfounded at the scene. This fight was on an entirely different level from the previous ones.
"We’re all about the same age, but those two are like gods and demons—they’re young Supremes!" another prodigy lamented, deeply moved. Ye Guhong was far too strong, but the True Demon was terrifyingly powerful as well, enough to extinguish anyone else’s will to fight.
They were so young, yet their battle had reached such a pinnacle. The other prodigies had to admit that if they were to step forward, they would likely be disintegrated by the aftershocks alone. This was like the domain of the gods, a place destined only for those who could achieve mythic status and reach the fabled extreme realm.
Even Li Xuanqi and the others sighed, admitting that this was a battle beyond their reach for now. The difference in their cultivation Realms was simply too vast. Perhaps in a few more years, they might be able to touch upon such a level.
A metallic clang resonated through the air. The runes between heaven and earth roared as the Demonic Qi shattered. A dense mist of light scattered like rain, revealing the scene within.
A Golden War Spear had pierced the silver figure’s left shoulder, pinning the young True Demon in the void. Fine cracks spread across his body, his eyes filled with a mixture of unwillingness and terror. His opponent’s strength was roughly equal to his own, but in a real fight, he found himself constrained at every turn. It felt as if he wasn’t contending with a peer of the same level, but battling a Great Ability from ancient times who had suppressed their own Realm.
"I’ve killed plenty of True Demons like you, many of them far stronger than you are!" Ye Guhong sneered, a trickle of blood at the corner of his mouth. My Realm is still lacking, after all. Even if I can win, I’ll have to pay a price. A True Demon... is still a True Demon, after all!
Without exaggeration, if it were any other cultivator at the Emergence Stage, this young True Demon could have easily taken on ten of them at once and won.
"I told you... you will die here today!" the silver youth roared, a ferocious light surging in his eyes. "What are you all waiting for? Are you just going to stand there and watch me be made a fool?"
As his voice fell, the surrounding void trembled. Several figures stepped out almost simultaneously. The looming Shadow Fiends made it seem as if this part of the world had been transformed into their own sinister and horrifying Domain.
"Hah, Xiao, you’re truly useless, actually getting defeated by a human. You’ve disgraced all of us True Demons!" a youth in black robes appeared, a strange Demon Pattern on his forehead. He had a savage expression, and two terrifying Blood Blades grew from his forearms, looking as if they had drunk the blood of countless living beings.
"Hehe~ I never thought the Human Race had such an impressive young man. You’ve really opened my eyes~" A sultry giggle echoed as a pink mist swirled, revealing a scene like an enchanting dream. A woman slowly walked out, her mere silhouette enough to make one’s throat go dry and heart race. Her figure was exquisite, with a voluptuous chest and long, slender legs like flawless jade. Her face was flushed with passion as she gently bit her red lip, every movement exuding a fatal allure. A single glance at her, whether from a human or a demon, was enough to ignite an uncontrollable fire of desire in their hearts.
She was a Charming Demon, and a True Demon as well.
It was well known that the Charming Demons were one of the few True Demon Ancient Clans who worshiped the Six Desires Heaven Demon. However, their Sky Demon Bloodline was weak. Only once, in ancient times, had a Charming Demon awakened the Six Desires Heaven Demon Bloodline and brought glory to her clan. But that was too long ago; the clan had long since been demoted to a True Demon Ancient Clan, much like the Fox Clan. Moreover, even a True Demon Bloodline among them was incredibly rare. Apart from the current Charming Emperor, no new True Demon Bloodline had emerged in a very long time. No one expected this clan to have hidden its successor so well.
Besides them, there were two other True Demons. One was tall and shrouded in a black robe that billowed like mist. His arms faded in and out of view, and they ended not in hands, but in two massive dragon heads that spewed Demonic Qi. The other was a short young girl who looked as if she hadn’t fully matured, appearing no different from a human girl at first glance. The only distinction was her blood-red pupils, which were imprinted with bizarre Demon Patterns. It seemed as if one look would be enough to trap a person’s soul, making escape impossible.
A total of five True Demons—the heirs of five True Demon Ancient Clans, all future Demon Emperors. And now, they had all appeared here to ambush and kill Ye Guhong. They were convinced he was a future pillar of the Human Race. If they didn’t eliminate him today, he would undoubtedly become a grave threat in the future.
Ye Guhong fell silent, his heart sinking. There was no way he could fight five True Demons in his current state.
In the distance, the human experts who saw this rushed to provide support, but they were intercepted by their Demon Race counterparts and couldn’t break away.
Atop the walls of Zhenmo City, the expressions of the old ancestors turned grim, yet none of them moved. On the battlefield, it had always been soldier against soldier, general against general. This wasn’t some gentlemen’s agreement but an inevitable law of warfare. In truth, from the moment the war began, every powerhouse on the walls of Zhenmo City had been marked by a Demon Race expert. They were locked in a stalemate, each side watching the other.
Unless one had absolute certainty, making a move was too risky. If an Earth Immortal from the Human Race could kill the enemy’s young prodigies, what was to stop a Demon Emperor from doing the same in that brief window of opportunity? Any action would create an opening for the enemy to exploit. The foundation of the Demon Race was indeed deeper than that of the Human Race, and their innate talent was also more blessed by the heavens.
To think that Demon Sea Island had five young True Demons, each one destined to become a Demon Emperor as long as they didn’t fall prematurely. The faces of all the humans changed.
Li Zuoyue and the others unleashed their full power, desperately trying to break through the encirclement to relieve some of the pressure on Ye Guhong. Despite their usual bickering, they couldn’t just stand by and watch him die. However, the Demon Race warriors fought as if possessed, relentlessly entangling them and preventing their escape.
At this moment, who could possibly save Ye Guhong?
"No one can save you!" the silver-glowing True Demon jeered. "You will die today! It’s useless even if an Earth Immortal from the Human Race comes. I decree it!"
DING!
[Someone nearby has been detected boasting. Congratulations, Host! You have obtained Mana +1,444!]
Just then, as if sensing something, everyone’s expression changed. They all looked up sharply toward a certain point in the void.
A swath of golden light spilled down, holy and flawless, like the morning sun. A young man in white stood with his hands clasped behind his back. Beneath his feet, a colossal Divine Beast, a hundred zhang tall—the Disaster Brood—strode through a sea of fire. Its divine might was awe-inspiring, its body covered in divine patterns that projected an overwhelming power.
He stood alone, as if perched at the very end of the river of fate. A faint glow radiated from his body, making him appear like a celestial being descending to the mortal world, inspiring no thoughts of resistance. Wherever he passed, even the surrounding Demonic Qi seemed to dim.
"Your Majesty..." Ye Guhong murmured, lifting his head to stare blankly at the newcomer.
"Big Brother!"
"Wang Xiu!"
"Senior Brother!!!"
Countless people cried out, their voices filled with overwhelming joy, as if they had just seen a ray of light in the deepest darkness.
With that figure present, everything else seemed to pale in comparison.
