Chapter 1113
The Black-Robed Demon Emperor!
The sect leader sheathed his sword, a smile appearing on his face: "Yang Ling, your swordsmanship is truly extraordinary. With you by my side, our sect will surely prosper even more in the future."
Yang Ling respectfully clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Thank you for your praise, Sect Master. I will certainly work harder and live up to your expectations."
Just then, a disciple rushed in, his face filled with panic, and reported, "Sect Master, something terrible has happened! An extremely powerful demonic aura is approaching the sect, and it seems that an even more powerful demonic beast is attacking!"
Upon hearing this, the sect leader frowned, a sense of foreboding rising in his heart. He knew that this demonic aura was no ordinary thing and that he had to deal with it immediately.
"Summon all disciples immediately and form ranks to meet the enemy!" the sect leader commanded in a deep voice, simultaneously mobilizing his immortal power and transforming into a streak of light as he flew out of the sect. Yang Ling immediately followed closely behind, gripping the Illusion Moon Sword tightly in his hand, his eyes filled with determination and resolve—he understood that the upcoming battle would be even more dangerous, and this was the crucial moment for him to protect the sect and this land.
The two arrived outside the sect and saw that the sky was filled with demonic energy, as if it were covered by thick black clouds. A demonic beast, much larger than the one before, was slowly approaching. It was dressed in a black robe, each corner of which shimmered with a cold, eerie light. Its eyes were as black as an abyss, and the black mist it spewed from its mouth was as thick as ink, as if it could devour everything.
"This is... the Black-Robed Demon Emperor!" the sect leader exclaimed in shock. He had seen illustrations of this beast in ancient books and knew its terror and power. "Yang Ling, we must do everything in our power, or the sect will face annihilation!"
Yang Ling took a deep breath, and his immortal power surged out, condensing into a layer of cyan shield to firmly protect the sect leader and himself; then the Illusion Moon Sword rose again, its cyan sword light like a dragon soaring on the sea, directly slashing at the black-robed demon emperor.
A hint of disdain flashed in the black-robed demon king's eyes. He opened his massive maw, and a jet of pitch-black mist shot out, heading straight for the two. The mist contained surging demonic power, seemingly capable of corroding all things.
The sect leader swung his longsword, unleashing a celestial light that pierced the sun like a rainbow, colliding violently with the black mist. With a deafening boom, the mist was cleaved apart by the celestial light, turning into wisps of black smoke that dissipated into the air. However, the black-robed demon emperor, possessing immense demonic power, paid no heed to this, instead charging at the two with even greater ferocity.
Yang Ling's figure flashed, transforming into a phantom, once again dodging the Demon Emperor's attack; at the same time, the Illusion Moon Sword spun back, its azure light like a dragon, aiming straight for the Demon Emperor's vitals. However, the black-robed Demon Emperor's scales were exceptionally thick, and Yang Ling's sword light could not penetrate them.
"Hmph, you insignificant humans, how dare you challenge my majesty?" The black-robed demon emperor snorted angrily, spewing out even thicker black mist that enveloped Yang Ling and the sect leader. The demonic power within the mist surged forth like a raging tide, almost devouring the two of them completely.
Yang Ling shouted from within the fog, "Sect Master, we must join forces to break through this fog!" He unleashed his full immortal power, and a cyan light sword materialized, slashing fiercely at the fog. The Sect Master responded immediately, his longsword radiating immortal light, which mingled with Yang Ling's light sword, converging into a massive sword beam that cleaved down towards the fog.
With a deafening roar, the mist was cleaved apart by the sword's edge, dissipating into scattered black smoke. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Yang Ling and the sect leader broke through the mist barrier and faced the black-robed demon emperor once more.
"Hmph, mere humans, yet you dare to break through my fog barrier!" The black-robed demon emperor's anger intensified, and he swung his giant claws down fiercely at the two of them. Yang Ling and the sect leader dodged with lightning speed, and then simultaneously drew their swords—the azure light and immortal light intertwined once more, forging an even more magnificent sword net that enveloped the demon emperor.
"Heh, a mere sword net, you think you can trap me?" The black-robed demon emperor sneered, opening his massive maw again to spew out an even denser cloud of black mist, attempting to swallow the sword net whole.
But the sword light of Yang Ling and the sect leader was incredibly sharp, their sword momentum like dragons soaring through the heavens, slicing through the incoming mist one by one. "Your demonic power may be strong, but before us, it's ultimately nothing!" Yang Ling laughed loudly, his sword momentum growing even more ferocious, the azure light continuously slashing towards the Demon Emperor. The sect leader also intensified his attack, their sword light like two bolts of lightning, severing the Demon Emperor's dragon claws one by one. "Demon Emperor, today is your end!" The sect leader's voice was resolute, his conviction as firm as iron.
The black-robed demon emperor finally showed astonishment in his eyes and hurriedly waved his remaining claws to try to defend himself, but Yang Ling and the sect leader's sword light was all-pervasive, shattering the demon emperor's defenses layer by layer.
"Impossible! I am the mighty Black-Robed Demon Emperor, how could I be defeated by you mortals!" The Demon Emperor roared repeatedly, but he was powerless to stop the two's increasingly fierce attacks.
The black-robed demon king roared incessantly, its massive body writhing in agony in the air, clearly unable to withstand the successive heavy blows. Its eyes burned with fury, and it spewed out even thicker black mist from its mouth, so dense that it almost swallowed the entire sky.
The sect leader's expression grew increasingly solemn, and he said in a deep voice, "Yang Ling, this black-robed demon emperor's demonic power is far too ferocious. We must be even more cautious in our response!"
Yang Ling gripped the Illusion Moon Sword tightly, the runes on the sword shining with an unprecedented brilliance, as if echoing the unyielding spirit within him. "Sect Master, rest assured, this junior will act with caution and will never act rashly."
The sect leader nodded slightly. He knew better than anyone how terrifying the black-robed demon emperor was, but as the sect leader, he had no reason to back down. "Yang Ling, let's join forces again and defeat him at all costs. For the safety of the entire sect, we must not allow him to set foot inside our gates!"
The two moved again, transforming into two phantoms, nimbly dodging the Demon Emperor's attack; then, they drew their swords simultaneously, the azure light and immortal light merging to form an even more powerful sword net, which once again enveloped the Demon Emperor.
Seeing this, the black-robed demon emperor's eyes flashed with a mixture of anger and contempt. He opened his massive maw, unleashing an even more surging torrent of black mist, attempting to devour the sword net. However, Yang Ling and the sect leader's sword net was unstoppable. Their sword light, like dragons soaring through the sea, shattered the layers of black mist, its sharpness directly piercing the demon emperor's true form.
"Hmph, lowly human, don't be so arrogant!" The black-robed demon emperor roared, swinging his remaining demonic claws in an attempt to block. But Yang Ling and the sect leader's sword light was like a net from heaven and earth, severing the demon emperor's claws one by one, black blood splattering everywhere.
As Yang Ling brandished his sword, he said urgently, "Sect Master, I think this Demon Emperor's demonic power, though fierce, seems to have a weakness. Why don't we join forces and focus our attack on its heart? Perhaps we can achieve a decisive victory in one strike!"
Upon hearing this, the sect leader's eyes flashed with approval. He knew Yang Ling's swordsmanship was exquisite and his insightful observations keen; this suggestion might be the key to victory. "Good! Let's do as you say, join forces and strike straight at the heart, aiming to kill the enemy in one blow!"
The two figures shot up again, transforming into two streaks of light, one blue and one white, piercing through the air and heading straight for the black-robed demon emperor's heart. Their sword light was like two thunderbolts, tearing through the sky and arriving at the demon emperor's vitals in an instant.
The black-robed demon emperor finally revealed a look of terror, hastily mobilizing all his demonic power in an attempt to defend himself. But the sword light of Yang Ling and the sect leader was incredibly sharp; its azure radiance, like a dragon emerging from the sea, instantly pierced through all of the demon emperor's defenses, stabbing fiercely into his heart. (End of Chapter)