278: Counterattack

Seeing the Leopard Demon blocking his path, Xiao Weiqing showed no fear.

The Crane Demon was in the air, and the Pig Demon had not yet caught up.

Although this was not the situation Xiao Weiqing had wanted most, he could not wait any longer; the thousand flame blade appeared in his hand, and without slowing down, he charged straight toward the Leopard Demon.

Getting closer.

Five hundred meters.

Three hundred meters.

The Leopard Demon sneered, "In such a rush to die?"

One hundred meters.

Xiao Weiqing still did not stop; determined to kill with a single strike, he hardened his heart.

"Thousand Shadows!"

His true body appeared fifty meters away from the Leopard Demon; from here, a Great Demon King could easily kill Xiao Weiqing.

However.

"Domain, expand!"

In the Leopard Demon's slowly dilating pupils, a golden world descended, and a terrifying pressure bore down upon him.

A figure suddenly appeared at his side.

Pfft!

With one slash, an arm fell off.

Pain stimulated the Leopard Demon's nerves, and the aura of death enveloped him; instinctively, he tried to dodge.

At the same time, he cried out for help, "Save..."

The sound came to an abrupt halt as the massive leopard head flew off.

Xiao Weiqing retracted his Domain and quickly climbed the mountain.

"Boom!"

The tall, headless corpse crashed to the ground.

"What?!"

The Crane Demon saw everything, stopped his charge, and then quickly ascended into the air.

After landing, the Pig Demon also leaped into the high sky.

"How is this possible?"

The two Great Demon Kings were filled with terror.

The Leopard Demon's strength was not inferior to theirs; if Xiao Weiqing could kill the Leopard Demon in a single encounter, didn't that mean he could also kill them?

"It must be the talent of a Divine Child; otherwise, it's impossible to have such strength in the Sixth Realm."

The Crane Demon said, "No, not necessarily. This must be a trump card for self-preservation, the kind that can only be used once. Yuchi, you go, take him down."

The Pig Demon snorted coldly. He didn't believe a single word the Crane Demon said; just a moment ago, he was the one running the fastest, afraid that Xiao Weiqing would attack him.

"That kid escaped into the Lion Clan's forbidden mountain. It's not convenient for us to enter, and whether he can come out is an unknown."

The Crane Demon nodded, "True. I'll watch here; you go and report to the Lion Clan. Otherwise, if the Lion Clan blames us later, neither of us will have an easy time."

"Fine, you wait here."

The Pig Demon left quickly and flew toward the Lion Clan.

The two of them didn't spare the Leopard Demon another glance.

The three of them were just conscripts drafted by Lord Sheep, a temporary makeshift group, just working for a wage. No one would truly risk their life, and as for the Leopard Demon, he could only blame his bad luck.

On the other side.

Xiao Weiqing dived into the mountain ahead without slowing down.

However.

A few minutes later, Xiao Weiqing noticed something was wrong.

It was too quiet.

There wasn't even the sound of birds or insects, the leaves didn't even tremble, and visible mist wrapped around him.

"Damn it!"

What kind of godforsaken place is this?

Xiao Weiqing's heart began to pound. Earlier, when he was in the distance, he hadn't seen such thick fog on the mountain.

"Go back!"

This place was too creepy. Going back to face the Crane Demon and the Pig Demon was better than being here. He had just killed the Leopard Demon; presumably, the Crane Demon and the Pig Demon wouldn't dare attack him easily, at most they would follow him from a distance.

However.

The moment Xiao Weiqing turned around, the ground beneath his feet began to retreat rapidly.

"What is going on!"

Xiao Weiqing was shocked; he exerted force with his feet and began to sprint with all his might. Even so, he was only advancing at the speed of an ordinary person running.

At this moment, it was as if Xiao Weiqing was running on a rapidly retreating conveyor belt, and as time passed, the speed at which the ground retreated became faster and faster.

"It's over!"

Even entering the Flame True Body form was useless for Xiao Weiqing; he could only watch himself moving backward, faster and faster.

Whoosh~

The scenery on both sides rapidly receded from him, and countless tree leaves struck his body.

Suddenly.

The ground beneath his feet vanished.

Xiao Weiqing fell rapidly, only having enough time to look down and see a pool of water below.

Splash~

The bone-chilling cold sensation seemed to freeze Xiao Weiqing's Soul.

Soon, Xiao Weiqing lost consciousness; only the wisp of Samadhi True Fire within his body did not extinguish.

Whoosh~

In a dim hall, a body floated up in a pool of less than a hundred square meters.

"Huh?"

"Human Race?"

An old voice rang out.

...

He didn't know how much time had passed; Xiao Weiqing slowly opened his eyes and struggled to crawl to the shore.

"How long have I been unconscious?"

Xiao Weiqing looked at his pale hands.

"Four days."

"You have been unconscious for four days."

The old voice startled Xiao Weiqing.

Xiao Weiqing turned his head toward the direction the voice came from and clearly saw the space here.

A vast hall.

A few broken stone pillars covered in bloodstains.

At the end of the hall, there was a throne with only half remaining, and a Great Demon sat upon it.

The huge Lion Demon sat on the throne, nearly ten meters tall. At this moment, he was gaunt and bony, his fur had lost its luster, and he looked like he could die at any moment.

His limb joints were pierced by iron chains as thick as an arm.

However.

Even so, the pressure he exuded made Xiao Weiqing afraid to move.

Glancing to the side, there was also a Bull Demon sitting cross-legged on the ground, two meters tall, seemingly meditating. The seven-colored light cluster above his head made Xiao Weiqing's eyes narrow.

"You have seen it?"

The old voice rang out again.

Xiao Weiqing was alarmed. Just as he was about to deny it, his internal alarm bells rang loudly.

He would die; he could not lie to him, absolutely could not lie to him.

"Reporting to Senior, I once saw it in a Civilization Ruins."

"What ruins?"

"Three-Star Civilization Ruins."

After a long while.

The old Lion Demon said, "So the Three Star Civilization eventually perished after all?"

Clearly, the Lion Demon knew of the Three Star Civilization.

However, why was there a hint of a sigh in the Lion Demon's words?

Next, there was another few minutes of silence.

The old Lion Demon asked, "Which Human Race are you?"

Hearing this question, Xiao Weiqing didn't know how to answer and could only say:

"Senior, I come from Blue Star."

"Blue Star?"

"Never heard of it."

"How did you get in?"

"I was being hunted and accidentally stumbled in here. I am very sorry to disturb Senior's peace. I do not know if it is convenient for Senior to tell this Junior how to get out," Xiao Weiqing said with his head lowered.

Another two minutes of silence.

The old voice rang out again, "Interesting. You passed through the Spirit Devouring Pool and actually didn't die."

"Blue Star human, you are very interesting!"

"However."

"You cannot go out. This place was originally my tomb."

"They will not let any creature here leave."

"Perhaps, only after I die will you be able to leave."

After speaking.

The Lion Demon stopped speaking and seemed to fall into a deep sleep.

"Dead?"

"Could my luck be this good?"

He slightly raised his head and looked carefully; the gaunt chest was rising and falling slowly, only once every few minutes, very slowly, indicating that the Lion Demon was still alive.

Xiao Weiqing felt bitter inside. This was truly the end; now he was really in a situation where calling to heaven brought no response, and calling to earth brought no answer.

A day and a night.

Xiao Weiqing didn't dare to move.

Suddenly.

The Bull Demon, who was meditating, opened his eyes and stood up, a full four meters tall.

"Lord Demigod, I have succeeded."

Demigod?

Ninth Realm!

Xiao Weiqing was greatly shocked. Even though he had some guesses in his heart, hearing the Bull Demon's form of address, his hanging heart plummeted to the bottom.

If it were an Eighth Realm Demon Venerable, perhaps he would still have a glimmer of hope to escape.

Ninth Realm, an incomprehensible existence. He could not possibly escape from the hands of such a Powerhouse, let alone now that he didn't even know where the exit was.