Chapter 1208
Demon Arm Overturns the World Star Sea Inheritance
The golden array blades, accompanied by a sharp whooshing sound, slashed towards Qingyun Sanren.
Liu Chengfeng's move was powerful and heavy, gathering immense force as it came down fiercely from mid-air, clearly indicating his intention to kill.
Qingyun Sanren's eyes sharpened, and he quickly waved his whisk, weaving a dense net of azure light threads that steadily blocked the array blades.
However, the array power on those array blades was extremely domineering.
The moment the optical fiber made contact, it emitted a crisp "crunch".
Then countless tiny cracks spread across the optical mesh.
"Liu Chengfeng, does your Zhutian Sect think you can act with impunity just because you rely on the Dao of Formations?"
"I, Qingyun Sanren, have been in the Refinement Void Realm for many years, and I will not let anyone bully me."
The moment the words fell.
Qingyun Sanren roared, and his internal power surged suddenly. Countless cyan light threads surged out like a tide, wrapping the array blades layer by layer.
next moment.
With a slight flick of his wrist, countless threads of light in front of him tightened abruptly.
"Click" sound!
There was no time to react.
Countless golden array blades were forcibly shredded, turning into specks of golden light that dissipated into the air.
Liu Chengfeng's expression changed slightly.
He hadn't expected Qingyun Sanren's swordsmanship to be so formidable; his fully-forced array blades were easily broken.
But he did not back down, and swung the peach wood array ruler in his hand again.
Soon, the golden array patterns on the ground surged.
Countless golden arrows shot out from the array patterns, raining down on Qingyun Sanren like a storm.
These light arrows contained immense power, each capable of easily piercing through the defenses of an ordinary cultivator.
Qingyun Sanren dared not be careless and hurriedly summoned his whisk, which transformed into a green silk shield to block the enemy.
At the same time, he moved nimbly through the arrows of light, his feet treading on sword steps.
With sword incantations in his hands, each sword strike precisely shattered several light arrows.
However, the number of light arrows within the array was simply too great, densely packed, like a locust swarm passing by.
Soon, several beams of light broke through his defenses, grazing his arms and leaving deep cracks in his sleeves, from which blood seeped out.
"Qingyun Sanren, submit to your fate!"
A hint of smugness flashed in Liu Chengfeng's eyes, and he winked at the Seven Lives Daoist beside him.
The group from the Extraterrestrial Sect exchanged glances, already unable to contain themselves any longer.
The Nine Nether Soul Devouring Mirror in the Seven Lives Daoist's hand rotated slightly, and a black light rope shot out from the mirror, wrapping around Qingyun Sanren's ankle like a venomous snake.
At the same time, two other array masters from the Zhutian Sect also made their move, with countless golden array patterns intertwining in the air to form a huge trapping array that firmly surrounded Qingyun Sanren.
Qingyun Sanren's expression changed drastically. Although the Suanwai Zhutian Sect was not good at fighting, it excelled in formations.
However, these people were all renowned figures in the cultivation world, and under their combined attack, he had no power to deal with them at all.
Just as he was about to use his supernatural powers to break through the trap, his ankle was entangled by a black rope of light. A chilling demonic energy surged into his body along the rope, causing his Dao power to stagnate slightly.
The golden array patterns within the trapped formation also erupted with dazzling light at this moment, and countless golden light blades shot out from the array patterns, attacking his vital points.
"Your Extraordinary Heavens Sect is also a great sect beyond the world. Today, you are fighting three against one. Aren't you afraid of being ridiculed by your fellow cultivators?"
Qingyun Sanren gritted his teeth and roared, his green sword bursting with dazzling green light in an attempt to block the attack of the light blade.
However, the profound light emitted by the Nine Nether Soul Devouring Mirror was extremely powerful, constantly eroding his Dao foundation.
The encirclement further restricted his movements.
In just a few breaths, he had several wounds on his body.
In an instant!
Blood stained his Taoist robe, and he became weak and listless.
Just as Qingyun Sanren was about to be struck in a vital spot by the light blade and was in a life-or-death crisis, two dazzling beams of light suddenly slid down from the sky.
A streak of cyan-gold sword light streaked across the sky like a meteor, precisely striking the black light rope and severing it instantly.
Immediately following, another purplish-gold blade of energy struck the core of the trapped formation like a thunderclap.
The golden array patterns trembled violently, and a huge crack appeared instantly.
"Who?!"
Liu Chengfeng and the others' expressions changed drastically, and they looked in the direction of the light.
Ye Yang, holding the Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword and the Evil King Blade, slowly descended from the sky.
"Master Ye, do you intend to get involved in our feud?"
The Seven Lives Taoist cried out, his eyes filled with fear.
He didn't expect Ye Yang to make a move at this moment.
Moreover, with a single move, it shattered the profound light of the Nine Nether Soul Devouring Mirror.
Having witnessed this person's previous actions, they naturally knew how formidable this master of both swords and sabers was.
But now that I'm facing him directly, I understand the sense of compulsion and impact he exudes.
Ignoring the Seven Lives Daoist's exclamation, Ye Yang walked to Qingyun Sanren's side, raised his hand, and injected a stream of cyan-gold Dao power into Qingyun Sanren's body, helping him dispel the demonic energy within him.
"We are all on the same path, why should we fight to the death?"
After Ye Yang finished speaking, although the two sides were on the verge of exchanging blows, they ultimately did not continue fighting.
Qingyun Sanren took a deep breath and bowed to Ye Yang in thanks.
"Thank you so much, Daoist Ye, for saving me. If you hadn't arrived in time, I would probably be dead here today!"
Liu Chengfeng and the others looked extremely grim; they hadn't expected Ye Yang to protect Qingyun Sanren so much.
However, they dared not easily become enemies with Ye Yang.
After all, Ye Yang was able to easily kill Master Si Xing, so his strength was far superior to theirs.
Seven Lives Taoist quietly tugged at Liu Chengfeng's sleeve and whispered.
"Senior Brother Liu, Dao Ancestor Ye is too powerful. We are no match for him. Why don't we give up for now and make plans later?"
Liu Chengfeng gripped the peach wood array ruler tightly, his eyes filled with resentment.
He looked at the scattered points of light in the air, especially the purple point of light that contained the power of space, and felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife.
However, he also knew that if the fight continued, the two opponents would cooperate, and the strength of the two extraordinary Void Refinement cultivators would far exceed their expectations.
If they were to continue fighting, they might not come out on top, and their lives might even be in danger.
"Alright, since Dao Ancestor Ye has spoken, let's call a truce for now." They exchanged glances, then quickly moved away, flying to the distant border to seize several light-point relics.
At that moment, Ye Yang raised his hand and grabbed the purple light spot containing spatial power in the air, which was then absorbed into his hand.
The moment the purple light fell into Ye Yang's palm, a cool and mellow power instantly spread from his fingertips.
At first, this aura wasn't very noticeable.
However, as time went on, this energy flowed like a stream into a river, quickly merging into his meridians.
Ye Yang subconsciously took a deep breath, feeling the power flowing through his body, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Immediately afterwards, he activated the Profound Origin Unity Technique. The magical power that had been circulating smoothly within his body suddenly became slightly agitated, as if a sleeping giant beast had been awakened, churning and growing stronger within his dantian.
Ye Yang used his primordial spirit infant to examine himself. At this moment, he could clearly perceive that the meridians in his body seemed to have been slightly widened by this power.
And at the bottleneck that was originally sluggish, there were signs of loosening.
The magical power he had absorbed in the Demon Ancestor's tomb had now found an outlet, merging with the inherited power in the purple light spot, causing his overall strength to increase at a visible rate.
Ye Yang slowly closed his eyes, and countless insights about cultivation surfaced in his mind.
The previously obscure and difficult-to-understand spatial laws became clear and easy to understand under the influence of the purple light.
"This method of inheritance is indeed domineering!"
Ye Yang was amazed.
He had refined many rare and precious materials, but he had never had such a strong feeling before.
At this moment, while absorbing the energy, one can sense the aura of success within the purple light spots, which not only enhances cultivation but also has various wonderful uses.
If he can fully refine it, his Void Escape Technique will definitely reach a higher level, and he may even be able to master the ability to jump short distances.
The surrounding crowd was also drawn to this scene and turned to look.
Qingyun Sanren's eyes were filled with shock. He could clearly feel Ye Yang's aura constantly increasing, and the already powerful pressure became even more terrifying.
The members of the Zhutian Sect were both envious and wary, especially Liu Chengfeng, who almost crushed the peach wood array ruler with his fingernails as he looked at the purple light spot in Ye Yang's palm.
Originally, the inheritance of this purple light spot was a treasure he was determined to obtain.
But now that he's in Ye Yang's hands, facing the incredibly sharp aura of swords and blades emanating from the other, he doesn't even have the courage to step forward and fight for it.
Ye Yang didn't care about the gazes of the crowd, and simply opened his eyes slowly.
The moment he opened his eyes, the purple light spot in his palm had already rapidly merged into his body, leaving only faint spatial fluctuations.
Ye Yang felt the surge of magical power within his body, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.
However, he also knew that this place was not a safe place to refine the inheritance. Thinking of this, Ye Yang's eyes sharpened, and his figure suddenly turned into a stream of light, quickly shuttling through the air.
A moment later, Ye Yang extended both hands simultaneously, and countless streams of energy surged from his palms, like two ropes, precisely binding the few points of light.
Before the surrounding cultivators could react, Ye Yang had already pocketed the light spot with lightning speed.
"Fellow Daoist Ye, you're incredibly fast!"
Seeing Ye Yang's actions, he also acted quickly, and soon used his primordial spirit power to collect several purple light spots.
At the same time that Ye Yang and others were receiving the inheritance.
Beyond the distant sea of stars.
Several demonic figures, suspended in the sea of stars, gathered together.
These figures were all enormous, large enough to obscure the stars, and surrounded by pitch-black demonic mist.
Fragments of shattered star systems occasionally floated in the pitch-black fog, and each breath caused the surrounding stellar energy to fluctuate violently.
The leading demonic figure had three heads and six arms, each arm wrapped with chains that ended in burning stars, and its eyes were as cold as an abyss.
"A bunch of ants dare to covet ancient heritage?"
A demonic figure with a single horn on the left spoke, its voice like the impact of a meteorite, causing ripples to spread across the surrounding nebula.
"This cemetery is a relic of our ancestors, and the inherited light within should rightfully belong to my Demon Abyss!"
"No hurries?"
The three-headed, six-armed demonic figure at the head slowly spoke, its six eyes flashing with a scarlet light.
"The people in the ancestral tomb of Lei Gu are all extraordinary, especially the cultivators who use swords and blades; they have some skills."
"This person was able to kill Master Si Xing and seize the initiative from the headless demon Buddha, so he does have some skill. However, even the strongest ant cannot withstand the wrath of the heavens. It's not too late for us to make our move after they have collected all the inheritances."
"The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind; this is the best time to seize the inheritance."
The other demonic figures echoed this sentiment, their eyes filled with greed.
They stood in the starry sky, looking down at the small world below as if it were dust, and they could see every move Ye Yang and the others made.
When Ye Yang merged the purple light into his body and his aura surged, the demonic figure on the right, clad in bone armor, couldn't help but snort coldly.
"This child is indeed lucky to have inherited so many things. However, this good fortune should come to an end!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the demonic figure clad in bone armor suddenly raised his hand and reached out towards the small world where Ye Yang and the others were.
His arm instantly grew several times its original size, actually piercing through layers of void and breaking through the boundary barrier of the small world, reaching towards the area where Ye Yang and the others were.
"Hahaha! Come here!"
The laughter of the Bone Armor Demon Shadow resounded like thunder across the starry sea, causing ripples to appear in the sky of the small world below.
"All inheritances shall belong to me today!"
The moment the demonic arm fell.
The space where Ye Yang and the others were suddenly darkened.
The sky was shrouded in a huge shadow, and a terrifying pressure crashed down like a mountain, causing the rocks on the ground to crack and the demonic energy in the air to surge wildly, forming countless black vortexes.
Ye Yang's expression changed drastically. He looked up abruptly and saw the demonic arm reaching down from the hole in the sky. A look of seriousness flashed in his eyes.
The power contained in this demonic arm far surpassed that of any enemy he had encountered before, and was even several times more terrifying than the restrictions in the Demon Ancestor's tomb.
He could clearly feel that the space around the demonic arm was forcibly imprisoned, and he was unable to use his void escape technique.
"Not good! It's a demon race member at the Tribulation Realm or higher who has made a move."
"I've heard that there's an Undying Mountain among the demons, where demon ancestors who are nearing death reside, lurking in the starry sea year-round, specializing in plundering the inheritances of other realms! Have they set their sights on this place?"
The members of the Zhutian Sect turned pale with fright upon hearing this rumor.
The Seven Lives Taoist looked at the sky-covering demonic arm, his voice trembling.
"What...what level of power is this? This is at least the level of a Demon Ancestor at the Tribulation Realm! We are no match for them!"
The Thunder Tribulation Daoist was incredibly powerful. (End of Chapter)