Chapter 1124
A Fierce Battle
Yang Ling also brandished his Illusion Moon Sword, following closely behind, and engaged in fierce combat with the demons. With Li Xiaoyao's assistance, they quickly routed the demon vanguard, throwing the enemy's formation into chaos.
"Hahaha, the so-called elite of the demon race are nothing but trash!" Li Xiaoyao laughed loudly, his sword flashing and intertwining, and several demon generals fell one after another under his sword.
Yang Ling also wielded the Illusionary Moon Sword, charging alongside Li Xiaoyao. Their sword beams shone brightly, like a magnificent rainbow. Inspired by their example, the sect disciples' morale soared, and they unleashed their immortal techniques and martial arts, engaging in a desperate battle against the demons.
The fierce battle raged for a long time, with both sides suffering losses. However, thanks to Li Xiaoyao's strong reinforcements and the disciples' valiant fighting, the sect gradually gained the upper hand. The demon army was forced into retreat under the intense offensive, and its morale plummeted.
"Hahaha, you demonic villains, today is the day of your destruction!" Yang Ling roared, raising his Illusion Moon Sword high, and leading his disciples in the final all-out attack.
Led by Li Xiaoyao and Yang Ling, the sect disciples fought bravely and finally routed the demon army. Cheers erupted as everyone celebrated this hard-won victory.
However, just as the celebration was in full swing, a dark figure suddenly darted out from the demon camp, heading straight for Li Xiaoyao. Yang Ling reacted quickly, immediately drawing his sword to intercept him.
"Hmph, trying to escape? Not so easy!" Yang Ling sneered, his sword flashing like lightning as he chased after the dark figure. But the dark figure was incredibly fast, disappearing into the horizon in just a few leaps.
"This is bad. That's a demon who slipped through our net. We must catch up with him and not let him get away," Li Xiaoyao said in a deep voice.
Yang Ling nodded emphatically: "Don't worry, senior, I will definitely capture him." Before he finished speaking, he had already transformed into a streak of light and chased after the dark figure.
The two chased after him relentlessly through forests and mountains. After a fierce chase and struggle, Yang Ling finally intercepted the dark figure—it turned out to be a demon spy attempting to escape back to his lair to fetch reinforcements amidst the chaos.
"Hmph, trying to go back and get reinforcements? Dream on. Come back to the sect with me obediently." Yang Ling sneered and escorted the spy back to the sect.
Upon returning to their sect, the group immediately began interrogating the demon spy. Through interrogation and soul-searching techniques, they finally uncovered the demons' general plans and troop deployment.
"It seems that the strength of the Demon Clan is indeed not to be underestimated. We must make more thorough preparations to cope with the tough battles ahead." Yang Ling's expression was solemn.
Li Xiaoyao nodded in agreement, saying, "That's right. Moreover, I have a feeling that the Demon Clan is hiding an even bigger scheme behind the scenes. We must find out the truth as soon as possible in order to formulate a targeted countermeasure."
Yang Ling and Li Xiaoyao exchanged a glance, their eyes burning with determination and resolve. They knew the road ahead would only become more treacherous, but for the sake of protecting this land and the safety of their sect, they were resolute and unwavering.
"Senior, in your opinion, how should we delve deeper into the Demon Clan's conspiracy?" Yang Ling asked respectfully, filled with admiration for Li Xiaoyao's cultivation and wisdom.
Li Xiaoyao pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "The demon race has always been mysterious and unpredictable. To uncover their conspiracy, we must first find their core lair. I have heard that the demon race has a hidden Black Demon Tower, which is the central location of their planning and schemes. If we can find this tower, we may be able to reveal their true colors."
"The Black Demon Tower?" Yang Ling frowned slightly. The name itself sounded sinister. "Senior, do you know exactly where this tower is located?"
Li Xiaoyao shook his head: "I don't know the exact location either, I've only heard that it's hidden in a forbidden area called the 'Netherworld Ghost Realm.' It's filled with demonic energy and fraught with danger; ordinary cultivators wouldn't dare set foot there." "The Netherworld Ghost Realm?" Yang Ling's heart skipped a beat. He vaguely remembered that the sect's ancient texts mentioned this place; it was a place filled with eeriness and an aura of death. "Senior, since it's so dangerous, shouldn't we gather more people to go together?"
Li Xiaoyao smiled slightly: "No need. Too many people will only attract attention and make it easier for information to leak out. The two of us are enough. Besides, I have some special methods that can help us pinpoint the location of the Black Demon Tower."
As he spoke, Li Xiaoyao took out an ancient jade talisman from his pocket. The talisman was engraved with intricate patterns and gleamed with a ghostly light.
"This is a Dragon-Seeking Jade Talisman that I obtained during my travels in my early years. It can sense the hidden aura between heaven and earth. I believe it will surely guide us to the Black Demon Tower," Li Xiaoyao explained.
Yang Ling was overjoyed upon hearing this: "Senior is indeed incredibly powerful. With this jade talisman in hand, we will surely be able to find the Black Demon Tower and expose the demons' scheme."
After discussing it, the two immediately decided to set off for the Netherworld. They bid farewell to the sect disciples, their figures rising into the air, transforming into two streaks of light, and speeding away into the distance.
The Netherworld was nestled deep within a desolate mountain range, shrouded in thick demonic energy, resembling a deathly wasteland. Yang Ling and Li Xiaoyao traversed the dense forests and rocks, guided by the Dragon-Seeking Jade Talisman, and finally arrived at the entrance to the Netherworld.
A thick, dark mist hung over the entrance, accompanied by a chilling, howling wind, as if countless evil spirits were wailing in the shadows. Yang Ling and Li Xiaoyao exchanged a glance, both sensing the extreme eeriness of the place.
"Senior, the demonic energy here is incredibly dense. We must be extremely careful," Yang Ling whispered a reminder.
Li Xiaoyao nodded: "Exactly. We must be on guard at all times to prevent a surprise attack by the demons."
With that, the two figures blurred, transforming into two streaks of sword light and plunging into the Netherworld. They traversed the thick, dark fog, relying on their keen senses and the guidance of the Dragon-Seeking Jade Talisman, step by step probing deeper into the forbidden area.
The deeper they went, the denser the demonic energy became, threatening to engulf their very souls. Yang Ling and Li Xiaoyao unleashed their full immortal power to resist the erosion of the demonic energy.
Suddenly, a dark shadow burst forth from the mist, lunging straight at Yang Ling's face. Yang Ling reacted with lightning speed; a flash of his sword cleaved the shadow in two. But the shadow did not dissipate; instead, it split in two again and charged at him once more.
"This is... the Demon Clan's clone technique?" Yang Ling was shocked and immediately activated his sect's internal energy cultivation method. His sword light shone like a tapestry, annihilating the black shadows one by one.
Li Xiaoyao also wielded his longsword, locked in a fierce battle with the demons. Their swordplay shone brightly, illuminating the surrounding thick fog. Under their relentless assault, the dark figures crumbled one after another.
Just then, a deafening roar suddenly rang out, as if a giant beast was slowly awakening in the mist. Yang Ling and Li Xiaoyao simultaneously felt a powerful demonic aura rapidly approaching.
"This is bad. A powerful demonic creature is coming. We must be careful in our fight." Li Xiaoyao's voice was solemn.
Yang Ling nodded in agreement, holding the Illusion Moon Sword horizontally in front of his chest, and warily surveyed his surroundings. In an instant, a colossal demonic creature burst forth from the mist, its body clad in black robes, its eyes bloodshot red as charcoal, and its mouth spewing jet-black demonic flames. (End of Chapter)