495: Mr. Yao!?

Seven hundred miles of icy Evil Qi gale winds, capable of tearing through anything in an instant!

A pitch-black spatial rift, like the bared fangs of a giant beast, suddenly tore open above the lava valley!

Boom—!!

Before the violent spatial turbulence could even surge forth, a figure, condensed like crimson gold divine iron and carrying an aura that could incinerate all things, had already stepped through the Void Realm and ferociously smashed into the center of the battlefield!

The rocky ground beneath his feet, frozen with dark red blood rust, shattered like fragile glass struck by a falling star, exploding into a hundred-zhang deep crater!

Spiderweb-like cracks spread wildly, throwing away several nearby Golden Core devil Cultivators who had just formed up and rushed forward; the sound of shattering bones was crisp and ear-piercing!

The world seemed to suffocate at this moment.

The clamorous roars of devilish incantations, the desperate gasps of sword chimes, the sharp sounds of Magic Treasure collisions... everything was drowned out by the roar of that figure's descent and the absolute pressure that followed!

"Who is it?!"

Five black-robed figures, hovering in the air and controlling the core of the encirclement Formation, roared in unison!

Devilish waves surged! Five terrifying auras belonging to Soul Transformation powerhouses pressed down like five devilish mountains!

Attempting to grind this madman who dared to intrude upon their meticulously laid-out shura field into dust!

Yao Delong's black Daoist robe danced wildly in the storm like burning ink clouds, revealing the rugged outline of his body beneath, where dark gold Talisman patterns flowed.

His body stood straight like a mountain that could open the heavens, unmoved as those five fierce devilish auras crashed against him like waves hitting a shore!

He merely raised his eyes slowly. Deep within those pupils, a Chaos star core that had slept for billions of years suddenly ignited. He swept his gaze across the hundreds of distorted, devil-patterned faces before him, swept across the five black-robed figures with monstrous Evil Qi and greedy eyes, and finally... landed on the Moyang Sect members and Loose Cultivators who were suppressed at the edge of the battlefield, all wounded and with withered auras.

He did not find the familiar aura he had expected! A trace of imperceptible, violent, and cruel Qi exploded deep within his pupils!

"One person? Early Stage Spirit Transformation? No... that's not right..."

The leader, a withered old Devil Head with deep-set, skull-like eye sockets and the most refined Late Stage Soul Transformation aura, stared fixedly at Yao Delong. Suddenly, a sensing Talisman refined from white bone at the center of his brow began to burn fiercely!

"— — Yin Yang Sect! Yao Delong?!"

The old Devil Head Ghost Skull let out a sharp roar from his throat like sandpaper rubbing together, filled with unbelievable ecstasy and greed!

"That is the most valuable head on the bounty list! The Heavenly Demon Sect's supreme grade heavenly artifact and the qualification to Cultivate in the Devil Transformation Pool!!"

"Yao Delong?! Didn't they say he was still at the Nascent Soul stage?!"

"Who the hell cares if he is Nascent Soul or Soul Transformation! One head for a Heaven-Grade Weapon! Brothers! Kill! Surround and kill him!"

Another Late Stage Soul Transformation old Devil Head, with a burly physique like a giant ape and clad in hundred-forged fierce devil black armor, roared in excitement, his eyes blood-red!

A giant devil claw phantom had already condensed behind him!

"Hmm?"

Trapped in the center and struggling to hold on with a damaged black iron Formation Plate, Moyang Sect Elder Meng Ya suddenly shot out an incredible look of astonishment from his despairing and weary eyes!

He clearly captured the information contained in those colliding Divine Thought fluctuations!

"This aura... domineering and blazing! Resplendent like a divine sun! And that Devil Head just shouted... what? Yao Delong?!!"

This name struck through his ashen Sea of Consciousness like a thunderbolt!

That Nascent Soul Prodigy who shook the high levels of both sects months ago and was betrothed to the Saintess?!

Wasn't he Nascent Soul?! That Divine Thought pressure... Mid-stage Soul Transformation?!

And that pure, vast divine foundation that even Devil Heads of the same rank feared...

"It's Son-in-law Yao! It's our reinforcements! True Disciple Yao from the Yin Yang Sect has arrived!"

Elder Meng Ya's hoarse, cracked throat erupted with a thunderous roar, using up all his remaining Origin Qi!

The roar pierced through layers of Devilish Qi impacts and battle cries, slamming hard into the hearts of every Righteous Path Cultivator trapped in the abyss of despair!

Like the first ray of dawn breaking through a dead, cold night!

Swish!

Dozens of eyes, almost dimmed by the erosion of Devilish Qi, suddenly burst with a startling, burning fire of survival!

Reinforcements! Reinforcements from the Yin Yang Sect!

And... it is that legendary Prodigy True Disciple who defied the odds to kill a Soul Transformation Cultivator while at the Nascent Soul stage!

He has reached the Soul Transformation stage?! The ice of despair was chiseled through by hope!

"Hold on! Hold on—!" "Reinforcements have arrived! Kill!!!"

Within the defensive circle that was already on the verge of collapse, a wave of counterattacks erupted, far more fierce and violent than before!

"Noisy!"

The bony old Devil Head Ghost Skull, who first recognized Yao Delong's identity, sneered, his voice filled with deep-seated greed,

"A mere Mid-stage Soul Transformation junior, how dare you try to shake our army's morale?

Kid, your head is worth a supreme grade heavenly artifact! Delivering yourself to our doorstep just saves us the trouble of looking for you!

Children! Speed it up! Grind these eyesores into dust for this seat! Destroy these bugs before us first!"

He roared orders at the hundreds of devilish creatures below, which were surging like a tide against the Formation Plate,

while his vicious gaze remained locked on the direction from which Yao Delong had arrived: "Kid! This seat will gladly accept your head!"

The other four Devil Heads also erupted with even greater devilish power, and five vast, viscous Soul Transformation devil sources, like five black pillars of heaven,

vaguely formed a pincer movement, locking onto Yao Delong, who was about to step into the core battle zone!

"Kill!" "Kill all the Righteous Path dogs!"

The hundreds of Golden Core and Nascent Soul devil Cultivators surrounding the Formation let out greedy, bloodthirsty roars like a tsunami, and their attacks suddenly became several times fiercer!

All kinds of poisonous fire, bone spears, and ghostly Magic Treasures smashed onto the defensive light like a torrential downpour!

The black iron Formation Plate was instantly covered in cracks! The low-level Cultivators supporting it from behind screamed and fell, spitting blood!

Moyang Sect Elder Meng Ya, covered in blood and leaning on a cracked greatsword,

took a sudden step forward with the support of several Disciples, ignoring the blood still spilling from the corner of his mouth, and shouted with the fastest Divine Thought, piercing through the chaotic Origin Qi storm:

"Son-in-law Yao! These five Devil Heads!

That withered one is the old Devil Head 'Ghost Skull', Peak Late Stage Soul Transformation, skilled in Bone Soul-Capturing Nails and the Ten Thousand Ghosts Devouring Formation!

That one in black armor is 'Manshan'! His Body Refining is comparable to a Heaven-Grade Weapon! He has infinite strength! And there is 'Blood Vulture'!

His speed is extremely fast, his Blood Evil Claw can break..." He spoke with the speed of lightning, describing the base and Divine Abilities of the five Devil Heads!

The soul fire in the deep-set eye sockets of the Devil Venerable Ghost Skull flared up three feet high as if doused in boiling oil!

Deep-seated greed twisted his shriveled mouth, "Kid, are you scared now?!"

"Pfft!"

Elder Meng Ya, hit head-on by this destructive torrent, could no longer suppress it, and a mouthful of blood mixed with shattered internal organs sprayed out wildly!

His body stumbled backward, and the cracked greatsword fell from his hand with a clatter!

His aura instantly withered to a despairing bottom!

"Elder!" "Master!" came the heart-wrenching cries of the Disciples behind him.

Despair, like a cold poisonous vine, instantly tightened around everyone's hearts! The reinforcements are strong!

But the five Devil Heads are ready to strike! Those hundreds of bloodthirsty devil Cultivators are even more like a death warrant! No matter how strong True Disciple Yao is, who can he save?!