In the next moment, a faint celestial melody came out from the palm. The sudden celestial melody calmed down the Infernal Demons, and half of their murderous intent disappeared.
Some of the Silver Horn Demons were even intoxicated when they heard the celestial melody, but they were immediately cut in half by Sword Three and Ge Rui.
"This Palm of Immortals is not bad!"
He Yuanhong praised. His actions were not slow as he slashed out with his sword and killed a group of Infernal Demons.
At this time, when a Golden Horn Demon saw the palm that was as vast as a celestial palace coming down on the group of Infernal Demons, he shouted, "Brothers, wake up! This is a battle! Kill those humans!"
Some of the Infernal Demons were awakened. Seeing that more than half of their Infernal Demons were killed in an instant, their backs were drenched in cold sweat.
In the next moment, they were enraged. They looked past He Yuanhong and stared at Li Xiaoyao who was using his skill. They said, "Brothers, kill that human first."
"Kill me?
Hmph … "
Li Xiaoyao snorted. His hand trembled slightly, and a vast celestial palace came crashing down on the group of Infernal Demons.
"Rumble ~"
The powerful force came crashing down on the ground, causing the ground to tremble. A cloud of dust rose up into the sky and swept across the land.
In the cloud of dust, there were some flesh and blood. Three Silver Horn Demons were caught off guard and were smashed into meat paste.
Two other Golden Horn Demons were also severely injured as they were knocked away.
Before the dust settled, He Yuanhong raised his longsword and pointed it at the sky. In the next moment, Infernal Miasma began to gather toward the longsword.
He already had an exquisite Heart of Path. In his hands, there was no limit to any power. Now that his Heart of Path had transformed into an Infernal Heart, he could use the Infernal Miasma with ease.
The billowing Infernal Miasma were like Infernal Dragons as they gathered toward the longsword. Strands of Precepts flowed on the longsword, rapidly accumulating power. The longsword seemed to be sucking out all the Infernal Miasma within a radius of a thousand miles.
Under the absorption of the longsword, the thick Infernal Miasma quickly became thin. Yuan Ru parted the darkness and welcomed the dawn.
Just as the cloud of dust began to settle, He Yuanhong shouted, "Rain of Swords!"
The long sword in his hand moved slightly and slashed diagonally at the group of demons.
In the next moment, a majestic sword Qi erupted from the sword. The strands of sword Qi contained supreme sword intent and laws. The sword Qi that erupted was like sharp blades that shot towards the demons.
Streaks of sword Qi rained down upon the group of devils like a thunderstorm.
Facing the rain of swords, the demons could only passively defend. They all raised their demonic Qi shields to resist the rain of swords. For a moment, it was very difficult for them to counterattack.
He Yuanhong knew that this divine ability was indeed powerful, but the stalemate would not last long. Now that they were trapped, it was not a good time to continue fighting.
"Let's go ~"
He Yuan Hong shouted in a low voice, and with a few flashes, he turned into a few streams of light and disappeared into the horizon.
The group landed on a hill. Although there were many devils here, there weren't any Sky Devil Clan members here. They were all mutated creatures that had been tainted by evil qi and evil qi.
Demonic Qi surged around their bodies, so naturally, no demonic creatures would attack them. They casually found a cave, and as soon as they entered the cave, He Yuan Hong spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Pfft ~"
The red blood sprayed onto the ground that was as black as ink, and he looked dispirited.
Ge Rui was shocked. He quickly went over to help He Yuan Hong and asked with concern, "Patriarch He, are you alright?"
He Yuan Hong shook his head. With Ge Rui's help, he sat down on a large rock. His face had become pale, and he seemed to have aged a few years in an instant.
"I'm fine. I just need to rest for a while!" He Yuan Hong said as he closed his eyes and began to meditate.
Li Xiaoyao pulled Ge Rui over and whispered to him, "That Sword Rain that Patriarch He used is very powerful. But he used it by burning his blood essence. It is very taxing on him."
"Burning his blood essence?"
Ge Rui was shocked. Blood essence was extremely precious to both cultivators and normal people. For normal people, even anemia was not good for their body and mind, let alone blood essence. In serious cases, they would suffer from all sorts of illnesses.
Normal blood essence was nothing to cultivators, but blood essence was the foundation of cultivation. Burning blood essence was the same as destroying the Great Wall.
Li Xiaoyao said helplessly, "There is nothing we can do. We have spent too much time here. If we cannot escape in time, we will all be wiped out.
Although the normal Sword Rain is powerful, there are many demonic creatures. We cannot fight for a chance to escape.
Only the Sword Rain that is performed by sacrificing blood essence can be at least two realms higher. Only then can we escape. But Patriarch He's injuries will take some time to heal. "
Sword Three looked at He Yuan Hong who had aged a few years and asked Li Xiaoyao, "Our Faction should have something that can replenish and recover blood essence, right?"
"Yes, the Faction has it. Not only that, we have quite a few."
Li Xiaoyao nodded. Then, a helpless expression appeared on his face as he shook his head and said, "But we have to go back to the Faction first. We didn't bring any when we came out. But looking at the situation now, it won't be easy for us to go back."
Everyone understood that they couldn't go back like this. Firstly, they couldn't find a way to get out.
Secondly, Liu Xiaoli was captured. They had to think of a way to save her. Since they knew that Liu Xiaoli was in the hands of the Heaven Devil Race, they couldn't just leave and go back like this.
It was also a very difficult thing to save her. From this battle, they could see the strength of the Heaven Devil Race. There were only a few dozen Heaven Devil Race that surrounded them.
Moreover, there were only Black Horned Demons, Silver Horned Demons, and Gold Horned Demons. There were no Red Horned Demons. This already forced He Yuan Hong to burn his blood essence.
He Yuan Hong was still the strongest among them. They weren't even as strong as the old man.
It was easy to imagine how difficult it would be to save her. They would have to encounter the Red Horned Demons. This was the most difficult part.
Also, He Yuan Hong couldn't let go of Yun Shisan. They couldn't let go of Yun Shisan. Moreover, Yun Shisan was He Yuan Hong's great-grandson.
Sword Three cursed, "Damn it. If we knew this place was so dangerous, we wouldn't have come in. At most, we'll just stay in the Immortal Sect and find another place."
Li Xiaoyao agreed. "This underground world is indeed dangerous. I'm afraid even a Ninth Stage Earth Immortal or Black Spring Stage powerhouse would have a hard time."
"What's the point of saying all this now?
We just went through a big battle. Let's take a rest. If the Heaven Devil Race comes now, we'll be in big trouble. "Ge Rui said as he sat cross-legged on the ground to recover his Dark Force.
"You're so generous!"
Li Xiaoyao shook his head and walked to the entrance of the cave to set up a barrier.
Two days later, the Demonic Abyss had reached its peak. There were still two days before the Demonic Spiritual Fruit Festival. It was the time when the gathering of demons reached its peak.
At this time, most of the people who had picked the Demonic Spirit Fruit did not leave. Some of them were watching the show, while some of them were too weak to leave alone.
Everyone wanted the Sacred Demonic Spiritual Fruit, but many didn't get it because they didn't have the opportunity. Perhaps the Demonic Spiritual Tree really depended on one's luck.
Those who didn't get the Demonic Spiritual Fruit naturally had other thoughts. They all wandered outside the Demonic Abyss. To put it bluntly, they were hunting.
Those who were weak could only wait for the group to leave together. If they went out alone, they would only be robbed.
Although it wasn't necessarily safe in the Demonic Abyss, the Demonic Spiritual Fruit was about to ripen. It was an opportunity for the Heaven Devil Race, and there were no restrictions on fighting.
However, there were many Golden Horned Demons and even Red Horned Demons here. Usually, there wouldn't be any disputes, and it was much safer than outside.
The ripening of the Sacred Demonic Spiritual Fruit was undoubtedly a grand occasion for the Heaven Devil Race. There was a hubbub of voices and demonic howls.
At this time, another person broke through the Demonic Spiritual Tree's line of defense and walked into the Demonic Abyss.
When the demons saw this, some who knew him couldn't help but be envious. "Ma Liu's not bad. He actually got the Demonic Spiritual Tree's recognition."
"Yeah, he's so lucky. It seems like he's had a chance every time for the past thousand years."
"Yeah, he's not even as handsome as I am!"
A hideous person said sourly. He had tried, but it seemed like he didn't get the Demonic Spiritual Tree's recognition.
"You?"
A Black Horned Demon next to him looked at him and said with disdain, "You can forget about it."
"However, speaking of which, Ma Liu already has ten Holy Demon Spirit Fruits in addition to his previous accumulations. If he obtains one this time, it's very likely that it will allow him to directly step into the Silver Horn Devil Realm. At that time, his status will be much more noble than ours."
"That's right. When we see him in the future, we'll have to call him Lord."
Suddenly, someone snorted and said, "Lord? It's hard to say if he can successfully advance."
This person immediately attracted the wrath of the crowd, and unfriendly gazes were cast at him.
"You just can't stand to see others doing well. You didn't get the Sacred Demonic Spiritual Fruit yourself. That's because you're too ugly, and you still have the face to come out."
"What did you say?
Say it again. "
…
Outside the Demonic Abyss, a different figure slowly walked in. This person was dressed in white, and in his hand was a curved saber that looked like a blood moon. However, the hand that held the saber was purple. It was very strange.
Wherever he passed, demons were wiped out one by one.
This person was Yun Shisan. He had a murderous aura. After seeing the spirit of the Black Spring, he had been killing his way here. Along the way, he had killed countless demons and Heavenly Demons.
After killing a demon with one slash, he looked towards the Demonic Abyss. This time, he was here to slaughter.
"Along the way, the power of the Godslayer Slash has accumulated to one hundred and fifty thousand slashes. This is already the limit of my body. There should be many Heavenly Demons gathered here. I wonder if you guys can take on one hundred thousand slashes of the Godslayer Slash."
Yun Shisan's eyes flashed fiercely. There must be many Red Horned Demons among them. However, so what? There weren't only Red Horned Demons. There were even more demons below Golden Horned Demons.
One slash of one hundred thousand slashes could instantly restore the power of the Godslayer Slash. He just needed to do it a few times.
With that thought, Yun Shisan slowly approached the Demonic Abyss.
"Human, you're that human. How dare you come here?"
When Yun Shisan approached the Demonic Abyss, he was discovered by a Golden Horned Demon. He didn't hide his aura because there was no need. After the battle in the Demonic Abyss a few days ago, the entire Heavenly Demon Race recognized him.