Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor-Chapter 2010: Demon Cultivators Break Free

Just after Fang Bai and the Bixie Immortal Beast, along with the Flood Dragon Venerable, retreated more than Baili away, he kept an eye on Zhongli Tian and the others.

Seeing them in danger, Fang Bai immediately mounted the Bixie Immortal Beast, allowing it to release a trace of immortal power to counter the pressure of the demonic aura, and then rushed to Zhongli Tian and the others side by side with the beast.

As soon as the Bixie Immortal Beast approached, its immortal qi countered the demonic aura, making Zhongli Tian and the others feel a sigh of relief, as if a weight had been lifted from their shoulders.

"Palace Master Fang..."

Zhongli Tian intended to speak, but Fang Bai waved a hand to interrupt him.

"This place is dangerous; let’s talk later!"

Fang Bai knew the Bixie Immortal Beast couldn’t hold out for long under the demonic aura pressure, so he let Zhongli Tian and the others stand on the back of the Bixie Immortal Beast.

Without waiting for Fang Bai’s command, the Bixie Immortal Beast turned around and swiftly dashed dozens of miles away, escaping the area shrouded by demonic aura, returning to the previous mountain peak.

They had barely stabilized themselves when they heard the rumbling sound from the direction of Fengmo Peak.

As they diffused their divine sense, peering through the threads of demonic aura, they faintly saw the thousand-zhang-high Fengmo Peak gradually collapsing.

"The hundred thousand cultivators, it’s over..."

Fang Bai’s divine sense was fixed on Fengmo Peak, his expression exceedingly grave, murmuring to himself.

He understood that the collapse of Fengmo Peak was due to the disappearance of the Five-Character Mantra that had been suppressing the group of demons beneath the peak.

The demon cultivators, notorious for their cruelty and bloodthirsty nature, also possessed formidable strength. It was imaginable that once the group of demons suppressed beneath the peak for millions of years escaped, the hundred thousand cultivators within a hundred miles radius would have no chance of survival.

Fang Bai wasn’t unwilling to save those hundred thousand cultivators; he was just powerless to do so.

Moreover, Fang Bai had previously kindly warned those cultivators, only to be met with their sarcastic ridicule, with no one believing him at all.

Fang Bai had done his part, and whether others listened or not was beyond his control.

Zhongli Tian and the others heard Fang Bai’s murmurs, and their hearts were stirred with a chill.

They couldn’t fathom what terrifying events might occur next to put the hundred thousand cultivators at mortal risk.

Could it be that beneath the collapsing Fengmo Peak, there truly was a demon cultivator as legendary and formidable as the immortals?

"We must continue to retreat!"

Fang Bai’s divine sense suddenly detected several crazed and terrifying presences surging skyward from beneath the collapsing Fengmo Peak, causing his pupils to contract. He and Zhongli Tian and the others stood on the Bixie Immortal Beast’s back, quickly retreating two hundred miles.

By doing so, they were now more than three hundred miles away from Fengmo Peak, making it impossible for any demon cultivator to threaten them immediately.

And like the immortals, demon cultivators couldn’t remain in the three thousand great worlds for more than a hundred breaths.

Within those hundred breaths, it would be difficult for the demon cultivators to catch up with Fang Bai and the others, making this distance very safe for them.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

...

At the moment Fengmo Peak completely collapsed, a dozen dark shadows shot up from the debris, hovering a thousand zhang high in the air, shrouded in black smoke.

The ferocious and bloodthirsty demonic aura emanated from each shadow, spreading far and wide, exerting pressure in all directions. Even Fang Bai and others, three hundred miles away, could feel the terrifying pressure.

"Are those the legendary demon cultivators?"

Gazing intently at the dozen dark shadows in the sky, Zhongli Tian and the others exhibited a hint of fear in their eyes.

Those dozen dark shadows seemed to perceive the presence of Fang Bai and the others, casting their gazes simultaneously in their direction.

Despite being separated by over three hundred miles, Zhongli Tian and the others felt that the dozen gazes were like sharp swords that could pierce through their bodies, causing their scalps to tingle and a cold chill to rise from their feet.

There was no trace of fear in Fang Bai’s eyes, only concern.

He could see that the dozen dark shadows were indeed a group of demon cultivators.

Although those dozen demon cultivators were merely some small and large demons from the Demon Realm, in terms of individual strength, they were inferior to that purple-clad immortal in the Leiyun Mountain Range, but not by much.

Fang Bai initially held a sliver of hope that some of the hundred thousand cultivators could escape, but upon seeing the dozen demon cultivators appear, he completely lost hope, silently mourning for the hundred thousand cultivators.

"Ah..."

Among the dozen demon cultivators, the one with the highest cultivation yelled towards the sky, seemingly venting pent-up emotions.

The other demon cultivators also yelled to the sky.

The chorus of a dozen demon cultivators echoed through the surrounding hundreds of miles, startling countless spirit beasts.

The hundred thousand cultivators, under the sonic wave strikes created by the demon cultivators’ shouts, bled from their seven orifices, their organs rupturing.

Those who were less severely affected suffered serious injuries, while the severely afflicted perished on the spot, with none left unscathed by the roaring.

Even Zhongli Tian and the others, three hundred miles away, felt their qi and blood surging, their heads spinning, looking at each other in horror.

"If Fang Bai hadn’t saved us in time, we might have joined those seriously injured ones right now!"

Recalling earlier events, Zhongli Tian and the others felt incredibly fortunate.

The dozen demon cultivators hadn’t even taken direct action; it was just their roaring that had slain many strong cultivators, showing how terrifying their strength was.

Perhaps in their eyes, the strong beings of the three thousand great worlds were not even ants.

"After being suppressed for millions of years, we finally see daylight again!"

"Once we return to the Demon Realm, we must seek justice from the immortals of the Immortal Realm!"

"There will be no peace for us unless we turn the Immortal Realm upside down!"

"Only by slaying a few immortals will my hatred ease a bit!"

...

After a bout of shouting, one by one, the demon heads looked skyward, cursing in anger.

"Although the cultivators in the three thousand great worlds are weak, they are plentiful. Using their blood essence to replenish ourselves will allow us to restore some power!"

The leading demon head said, widening his mouth, sucking fiercely towards the ground below.

From below, the severely injured or fallen cultivators trembled intensely, as streams of blood essence seeped from their bodies, being swallowed by that demon head.

The demon head consumed the blood essence of hundreds of cultivators in an instant, licking his lips with satisfaction, as if he had tasted a delicacy.

The other dozen demon cultivators followed suit, beginning to absorb the blood essence to compensate for the power they had lost being suppressed for millions of years.

How could Zhongli Tian and the others have ever witnessed such a scene?

They observed with their divine sense as a dozen demon cultivators hovered in the air, continuously drawing the blood essence of the hundred thousand cultivators of the three thousand great worlds below, feeling as if they were plunged into an icy cave, their bodies cold and trembling uncontrollably.

Fang Bai, having witnessed such scenes countless times in his past life, felt dejected seeing the hundred thousand cultivators drained of their blood essence, their bodies reduced to withered husks, while being powerless to intervene.

Within a few dozen breaths, the hundred thousand cultivators within a hundred miles of Fengmo Peak all became withered corpses, resembling a human hell.