"Seeking death!"

Ye Qingchen raised his fingers as though they were a sword, slashing across like lightning in the sky.

A bright white light suddenly flashed by.

In an instant.

Dozens of shadow dragons shuddered, collapsing collectively to the ground.

"Boom!"

But at this moment.

The surrounding black mist surged suddenly as if boiling, and from the depths of the mist came roars even denser than before!

"How can there be so many demonic beasts?" Steward Zhao's face changed drastically.

"Stay close to me!"

Ye Qingchen's eyes swept around, the brilliance in his eyes exploded as he shouted lightly:

"Open!"

Shiiing!

Sword Qi roared.

A beam of sword light slashed out, like a bolt of lightning, shooting straight into the black mist. In an instant, the black mist in front was split in two, like a tide it was divided into halves.

A shadow dragon that couldn't avoid was directly split into two by this sword strike, black blood spattering in mid-air, producing a sizzling sound.

Corroding the ground into a deep pit.

However.

This Netherworld Mountain spans hundreds of miles, its depth unknown, and the surrounding shadow dragons are uncountable. Ye Qingchen sensed the surroundings, all filled with rapidly approaching evil presences.

Evidently the swiftly arriving shadow dragons.

"Open!" "Open!" "Open!"

Ye Qingchen lifted his sword and swung urgently.

Each swing brought a resounding thunderclap.

Where the Sword Qi passed, the black mist frantically retreated. In Steward Zhao's incredulous gaze, Ye Qingchen fiercely carved a path through the black mist.

"Let's go!"

Ye Qingchen shouted in a deep voice.

He had already darted along the passageway.

Steward Zhao dared not slack, quickly following behind.

It was unclear how long it took.

The surrounding shadow dragons finally ceased, as if all had been slain.

"This Netherworld Mountain is several times more terrifying than I imagined!"

Steward Zhao's face turned pale.

Without Ye Qingchen's protection, he would have probably been torn to pieces by the shadow dragons' attacks long ago.

"Something's wrong, though this Netherworld Mountain is perilous, how could there be so many shadow dragons?" Steward Zhao suddenly thought of something.

"It should be due to the surrounding black mist!" Ye Qingchen scanned the surroundings with his gaze.

He had long since noticed this issue.

If not mistaken.

The black mist not only has a concealing effect but also controls these beasts. The whole Netherworld Mountain has now become a massive killing array, whoever dares to step in will not come back!

"Clang!"

At that moment, the sound of a battle erupted ahead.

Ye Qingchen's expression shifted, he immediately looked towards the source, vaguely seeing several figures through the dark mist and layered woods.

"There's someone over there! Let's take a look!"

Ye Qingchen moved towards the front.

After crossing a patch of woods.

He finally stopped at a high ground.

Taking two steps forward, Ye Qingchen looked down from above, taking in the situation ahead.

In the clearing below.

Steward Guo and the others who had left earlier were there, holding weapons, eyes vigilant against those before them. Around them, thousands of demons had already encircled them.

"What is that?"

Ye Qingchen's pupils contracted.

The demons were enormous black spiders, their front claws like scythes shining with a sharp glint. The most shocking were a few figures mixed among them.

They appeared as robust adult men, yet below the waist were furry giant spiders, such a bizarre form was unheard or unseen!

The ones trapped in a Juedi by these bizarre demons, Steward Guo and others, were naturally both shocked and angry.

They never expected.

That merely after entering the mist, they would be attacked by these demons. With their skills, they normally wouldn't fear such beings, but the numbers were simply overwhelming, seemingly endless!

Moreover.

Even more terrifying were those half-human, half-spider beings.

Their strength far exceeded the ordinary Profound Pill Realm, the moment they appeared, they dealt a heavy blow to the team. Nearly thirty percent died in an instant of combat with them.

After that, they fought as they retreated, intending to temporarily withdraw from Netherworld Mountain, but who knew the surrounding black mist grew thicker, not only failing to escape but getting increasingly entrenched!

Even more horrifying.

Those killed by the demons turned into dried corpses, as if all the essence blood was drained out.

"Who on earth are you, why ambush our Martial Arts Arena?" Steward Guo brandished his longsword, yelling sternly. His body trembled continuously, blood relentlessly flowing from his chest, even dyeing the ground red.

One larger demon sneered, "We're here to kill you! We painstakingly set this ambush in Netherworld Mountain just to lure you in!"

Hearing this, Steward Guo's face turned utterly grim, "Aren't you afraid of our Martial Arts Arena's revenge?"

"Heh heh, Zhou Yuntian of your Martial Arts Arena already fell in this valley, unable to leave, do you think you can walk out alive?" That demon sneered coldly.

"What?"

Everyone's expression changed.

Steward Guo's heart churned like a storm, filled with regret.

Previously.

Ye Qingchen had warned that something was wrong with Netherworld Mountain, but no one believed him, even mocking him.

Perhaps, at this moment, the young man has already perished at the hands of these demons.

"Why waste words with them? The master is waiting in the hall, let's quickly exterminate them and take their essence blood, don't delay the master's important matter!"

A half-human, half-spider demon walked up with a sinister grin.

Thud!

As the words fell.

That demon suddenly leaped with eight legs.

"Boom!"

In an instant.

The spot where the demon tread collapsed with a crash, countless rocks shattered and scattered like flying locust crossbow arrows in all directions.

The cultivators were in dire straits, retreating repeatedly.

Among them, a red-haired man was struck by a fist-sized rock in the chest, spitting blood on the spot, his body smashed off balance, colliding heavily with the rock wall behind.

"Clang clang clang!"

Steward Guo wielded his treasured sword, shattering the incoming rocks.

But with each shattered rock, he took a step back, crushing seven or eight rocks in succession, his right hand's tiger's mouth torn, his arm oozing with a dense web of blood.

And at this moment.

The half-human, half-spider demon had already closed in.

Rolling foul wind, murderous intent surging. Steward Guo's face changed drastically, as even at his peak he was on par with this demon, let alone now, heavily injured. Even if he killed it, there were over ten more, how could he escape?

"Enough, enough, let it be a fight to the death!" Steward Guo laughed bitterly, muscles tensed, ready to fight to the death.

The others, witnessing this, filled with despair.

At such a time.

Not even the Celestial Emperor could save them!

"Whoosh!"

Amidst everyone's despair, grief, or tears, assuming they would perish here, a piercing whistle and a shadow abruptly streaked through the sky, plummeting down like lightning upon the approaching demon.

"Boom!"

A terrifying explosion echoed.

In everyone's incredulous gaze, the half-human, half-spider demon was slammed from mid-air, crashing heavily. Amidst the crackling sounds, it was crushed to dust.

Dust stirred, blood splattered.

A figure suddenly appeared in everyone's sight.

Like the descent of a Celestial God!

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