The First Demon of the Chan Sect-Chapter 42 - 23 Return to Yun Meng to Battle Luo Hou_2
42: Chapter 23: Return to Yun Meng to Battle Luo Hou_2
42 -23: Return to Yun Meng to Battle Luo Hou_2
“I am Wu Tu!” Lin Tian swept his gaze over the people seated around him and slowly spoke.
“What?
Biluo Ancestor?
Impossible, weren’t you devoured in both soul and spirit by the Soul Devourer and perished back then?” The complexions of the Chaos Remnant Clan suddenly changed.
“Who said I was forgotten after being devoured by the Soul Devourer!
I’ll also tell you, that Luo Hou is the very Soul Devourer of the past!” Lin Tian seemed determined to shock everyone present.
“Sss!
What!” This time, not just the Inverted Ancestor, but everyone present, except for the Hong Jun’s party, stood up, continuously gasping in shock.
“Now, are any of you interested in joining together to hunt down Luo Hou?” Lin Tian asked with an amused shrug.
“Is Fellow Daoist’s statement the truth?” Cangqiong Ancestor asked with a trembling voice.
Lin Tian’s eyes flashed with disdain as he replied, “Indeed, it is!”
“In that case, we agree to join forces and hunt down Luo Hou!” The Chaos Remnant Clan exchanged glances and nodded gravely.
“Ha ha ha!
If that is so, let us discuss the details further!” Ao Long burst out laughing.
Western Mount Sumeru.
“Reporting to my lord, the Innate Three Clans have sent a message.
Ao Long has invited you to battle at Yun Meng Swamp?” Moluo revealed a cold smirk and continued, “Moreover, the Innate Three Clans have invited a legion of the Chaos Remnant Clan to gather at the Qilin Hall to discuss this matter!”
“Oh?
Back to Yun Meng Swamp again?
This Ao Long really doesn’t know whether to live or die!” Luo Hou’s eyes flashed with an unusual light.
After a long silence, he asked, “How is the Array Diagram?”
“Reporting to my lord, the Array Diagram has been plunged a thousand feet under Yun Meng Swamp since the first Great Battle of Yun Meng, absorbing the clouds of evil Qi and the Qi Fortune Dragon!” Luo Hou respectfully reported.
“Good!
This time, when Ao Long invites me to battle, I shall refine the Array Diagram successfully.
I shall set up the Slaying Immortal Sword Formation and annihilate Ao Long and his cohorts in one fell swoop!” Luo Hou’s eyes suddenly burst forth with an inch of Blood Radiance, his expression ferocious.
A thousand years later, Yun Meng Swamp.
“Thief ha ha ha, Fellow Daoist Luo Hou!
No need to be so tense, right?” Floating above Yun Meng Swamp, Ao Long laughed boisterously.
Hong Jun, Yang Mei, and others closely followed behind.
“Joking, Fellow Daoist Ao Long!” replied Luo Hou, then his gaze swept across the Chaos Remnant Clan.
Upon seeing Hong Jun, he said, “Heh heh, Hong Jun!
Didn’t you pride yourself as the first person of Primordial?
How come now you stoop to follow a junior like Ao Long?
For that past matter, I am indeed very grateful!
Heh heh heh…”
“Fellow Daoist Luo Hou!
You might as well surrender to avoid further slaughter!” Hong Jun casually flicked his duster and looked at Luo Hou.
“Ha ha ha, spare me the pointless chatter!
Seven Demon Crowds, attack!” Luo Hou waved his hand and pointed toward Ao Long’s group.
As Luo Hou’s words fell, the demons of Chaos, Taowu, and several others took flight, looking for their own opponents.
Meanwhile, Hong Jun and the other sub-saints released their imposing auras, collectively pressing towards Luo Hou.
“Ke ke!
You remnants of Chaos, never would have thought you’d be so shameless!” Despite the onslaught of attackers, Luo Hou’s expression remained arrogantly defiant.
“To prevent falling victim to your evil hands, Soul Devourer, we have no choice but to attack together.
Do not blame us!” Cangqiong Ancestor shouted, his eyes bearing a god-like descent with nine halos appearing around his head.
He formed a Hand Formation and called out in a low voice, “Moon Blade!”
A stream of moonlight, like flowing water, transformed into shimmering silver willow-leaf blades in the hands of Cangqiong when they fell.
They shot fiercely towards Luo Hou.
A flash of Black Light passed over Luo Hou’s body, and as the Moon Blades struck it, they made a cacophony of clinking sounds.
Luo Hou’s voice carried a bone-chilling coldness as he said, “Ke ke, Cangqiong, is this all the skill you have?”
“Stop your arrogance!” Biluo was a stunningly beautiful woman and Cangqiong’s Daoist couple; together they were in perfect harmony.
“Behold my Void Great Handprint!” A cyan Big Handprint soared into the air, covering the skies and ruthlessly striking towards Luo Hou.
“Hmph!” Luo Hou snorted coldly and in response, threw a punch overhead.
A mysterious black fist shadow coalesced from the void.
“Boom!”
Fist and palm collided.
It was like the rumble of Heavenly Thunder, as violent cyan and black energies burst forth, savagely spreading in all directions.
“Crack, snap”
Naturally, rifts once again appeared in the Void.
Stars in the vicinity shattered, and endless Chaos Qi cascaded down like a waterfall, plummeting thousands of feet.
The already scar-ridden Yun Meng Swamp of the Western Border, corroded by the Chaos Qi, became even more dilapidated.
Like breaking dry twigs, the Chaos Qi killed one-fifth of the many Fierce Beasts and Innate Three Clans on the battlefield.
Luo Hou’s eyes emitted a ten-thousand-foot-long Blood Radiance as he suddenly lunged forward, breaking into the battle circle of Cangqiong Ancestor and Biluo Ancestor.
His dark black fist, like a blazing black flame with a lustrous glow leaping about, was mystifying and alluring.
But who could know the immense power contained within this fist that could shatter heavens and earth?
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The Qing-colored Big Handprint from Biluo once again stamped down from the Void, its emanations causing the surrounding space to shudder violently once more.
“Rumble!”
Fist and palm collided again, the situation mirroring the first encounter.
The raging energies, like a tsunami, swept across in all directions.
“Ha, interesting!
But this ends here!” Luo Hou laughed heartily as he stretched out both hands, and a black long spear abruptly appeared, with the Tao Runes for “Slaying God” engraved on its ancient shaft.
Luo Hou, utilizing the Space Law, appeared abruptly in front of Biluo with the long spear, thrusting directly at Biluo’s chest.
“How dare you, scoundrel!” Cangqiong let out an explosive shout, rushing furiously toward Luo Hou.
With a cold and indifferent expression, Luo Hou remained unmoved.
“Pfft”
The spear passed, and a person was injured.
A hole the size of a bowl appeared in Biluo’s chest.
“Luo Hou, I will have your life!” Cangqiong, with eyes about to split from fury, rallied all his Mana, and as his Hand Formations moved, a mountain appeared on the mountaintop space above Luo Hou’s head.
Pines stood tall, and old vines were resilient on the mountain, with beasts and verdant creatures looking lifelike.
Li Qingming, watching from below, was utterly stunned.
“These old demons reincarnated from Chaotic Demon Gods are indeed terrifying!
What kind of Divine Skills are these, so magnificent and grand?”
“Cangqiong Seal!
Crush him!
Crush, crush, crush!” Cangqiong bellowed, his voice thundering through the Nine Heavens.
“Boom boom boom!”
The mountain with vast momentum pressed down from the top of Luo Hou’s head, truly pressing him down from the Void.
“This is but a petty trick!” Just when everyone was ready to seize the opportunity to slay and fight again, Luo Hou’s voice came from beneath the mountain.
“Burst, for me!” Along with Luo Hou’s roar, a dark spear tip burst out from the middle of the mountain.
The massive mountain crumbled in the blink of an eye.
As the mountain collapsed, Luo Hou’s momentum soared through the skies.
With one hand on the spear, he thrust it straight at Cangqiong.
At this moment, Cangqiong had already exhausted all his True Yuan and had no strength left to evade.
Innate Treasure?
This could only point out the tough plight of Cangqiong and his wife.
Since their Transformation, they hadn’t obtained a single Supreme Treasure and had little regard for ordinary Innate Spiritual Treasures.
Thus, they could only watch helplessly as Luo Hou’s God Slaying Spear stabbed directly at them.
“Fellow Daoist, should you not spare those who can be spared?” Hong Jun appeared like a ghost in front of Cangqiong Ancestor, holding the Pangu Banner, sweeping it towards the God Slaying Spear.
The God Slaying Spear, emitting a ghostly light and like a soaring hawk, charged with a world-destroying might, stabbed directly at the Pangu Banner.
“Crack”
A crisp sound came from the point of contact.
As if space itself had frozen, the Pangu Banner and God Slaying Spear were immobilized in the midst of space.
The surrounding space shattered like broken glass.
The rampaging Chaos Qi once again swept over Yun Meng Swamp.
This time, the unlucky Fierce Beast Army and the beasts, scale-armored, and avian Innate Three Clans were once again tragically decimated.
The scene was indeed one of corpses strewn for thousands of miles, with starving ghosts littering the ground.
Countless souls floated above the bodies, gazing blankly at one another…
