Chapter 893
Intervening to Save the Day: The Dark Demon Clan
Having left the warm gravitational pull of the Tianxuan Continent, Lin Langtian traveled alone through the cold and silent endless void.
All around him was an eternal sea of spiritual energy, dotted with distant, indifferent starlight. Occasionally, subtle spatial turbulence or faint energy tides would pass by, but these were easily smoothed out by the faint, mysterious yellow aura that naturally emanated from him.
His cultivation as a supreme being has enabled him to disregard the harshness of the void environment to a certain extent and to traverse relatively long distances across the starry sky.
His goal was to go to the Qiankun Continent, where information was readily available and powerful forces converged, and perhaps he could find out more detailed information about Lin Dong or the Leng family of the Northern Desert.
Moreover, as the vice sect leader of the Qiankun Sect, he has such good resources under his command, how could he let them go to waste?
The journey is long, and even at his current speed, he still needs to cross many continents and pass through many planes, some prosperous and some desolate.
After traversing the void for an unknown period of time, at a certain moment, Lin Langtian's mind stirred slightly.
He keenly sensed that from the folds of the void not far ahead of the flight path, there came faint but persistent fluctuations filled with chaos, despair, and a certain cold and evil aura.
The fluctuations were extremely similar to those he had sensed from the alien demons on the Tianxuan Continent. The only difference was that the fluctuations here were more violent and filthy, carrying a pure desire for destruction and devouring.
"The aura of an extraterrestrial evil race?" Lin Langtian frowned slightly and slowed down.
He would naturally not forget such a common enemy of the world, after all, the situation of the Tianxuan Continent back then made him have no goodwill towards the extraterrestrial evil race.
Any activity related to extraterrestrial evil races should be treated with caution.
He followed the source of the fluctuations, carefully extending his divine sense. Passing through a layer of not-too-thick dimensional barrier, a scene was imprinted into his perception.
It was a plane continent that was slightly smaller than the Tianxuan Continent, but seemed to have a higher concentration of spiritual energy.
However, at this moment, this continent is being eroded by a deep, ever-writhing darkness.
The sky over the mainland was no longer a clear blue, but filled with murky, living, dark purple clouds, from which scarlet lightning occasionally streaked across the sky, illuminating the ravaged land below.
Mountains crumbled, rivers were dyed an eerie dark green, and emitted a pungent, fishy stench.
The once prosperous city is now nothing but ruins, with charred marks and dark red bloodstains still wet everywhere.
The air was thick with deathly aura, resentment, and that familiar, cold, evil aura belonging to the extraterrestrial evil race.
In many areas of the mainland, one can see some strangely shaped creatures moving around.
Most of them were shrouded in swirling dark mist, with twisted limbs, sharp bone spurs, and eyes gleaming with scarlet light vaguely visible.
Wherever they go, they devour spiritual energy, pollute the land, and slaughter all living beings, whether humans, demons, or other intelligent races, they regard as food or sacrifices.
On the edge of the continent, in some areas not yet completely swallowed by darkness, sporadic resistance continues, but the light is faint, like a candle flame in a storm, which may be extinguished at any moment.
"It seems to be a plane continent that is being invaded by extraterrestrial evil races and is already in dire straits," Lin Langtian realized.
Judging from the average aura emanating from those evil creatures, the individual strength of this invading group was not extremely strong, with most of them not reaching the level of a supreme being. However, their numbers seemed considerable, and there were several hidden auras that were so powerful that even Lin Langtian felt a little uneasy.
In addition, the corrupting and devouring nature of the extraterrestrial evil races is extremely effective against ordinary cultivators.
The primal lamentations of the entire continent clearly could not last much longer.
He had no intention of interfering too much in the affairs of unfamiliar dimensions; similar tragedies were happening every moment in the vast world.
However, the extraterrestrial evil race is the enemy of all living beings, and this aura reminded him of the threats that Tianxuan Continent had faced, causing a ripple in his heart.
Just as he was about to withdraw his divine sense and continue on his way, he sensed an intense energy fluctuation.
It was on the edge of a treacherous, gray mountain range not yet completely shrouded in darkness. A group of about twenty human cultivators were fleeing in disarray into the depths of the mountains.
Their clothes varied, but most were torn and stained with blood, and their faces were filled with exhaustion, fear, and despair.
The most powerful cultivator in the group was an old man with a broken sword and bristling hair and beard. His aura was around that of a fifth-rank supreme being, but he was already at his limit. Black energy swirled around many wounds on his body, constantly eroding his life force.
The rest of the group had even lower cultivation levels, and there were even a few young, pale-faced boys and girls who were protected in the middle.
Hundreds of feet behind them, more than a dozen swirling wisps of dark mist relentlessly pursued them like maggots clinging to bones!
Within the mist were seven or eight ferocious-looking "Dark Demon Clan" evil beings.
Their upper bodies resembled humans, but were covered in dark purple scales, with sharp bone blades extending from their arms. Their lower bodies were a cloud of dark mist that constantly changed shape. They moved extremely fast and emitted a hissing, eerie laugh that made people feel uneasy.
Leading the group was a dark demon with an aura comparable to a seventh-grade supreme being. Its scarlet eyes were fixed on the fleeing human group, especially the young people protected in the middle, its eyes filled with greed and mockery.
"Elder! They've caught up again!"
"Master! You go first, we'll cover the rear!" Several men with minor injuries shouted with red eyes.
"Shut up! Let's go! If we go deeper into the Valley of Slumber, there might still be a glimmer of hope!"
The old man wielding the sword shouted sharply, then turned around abruptly, spitting his last mouthful of blood onto the broken sword. The sword ignited with a faint spiritual light and slashed at the closest dark demon!
"Heh heh, a death throes!"
The leader of the dark demons let out a strange laugh and casually swung out a dark purple claw shadow, easily shattering the old man's sword light. The aftershock even made the old man spit out blood and fly backward, crashing into several ancient trees.
"Elder!"
"Master!"
A desperate cry of despair rang out.
As the dark demon leader opened his maw full of sharp teeth, transforming into a streak of black light and lunging at the heavily wounded old man lying on the ground, a foul stench swept over them, and the aura of death instantly enveloped the entire squad.
At this critical moment!
"Buzz!"
A calm yet undeniably authoritative voice seemed to pierce through the dimensional barrier, resounding clearly deep within the souls of every fugitive and pursuer.
"How dare you, filthy creature, act so arrogantly?"
The moment the sound rang out, the dark demon leader who was pouncing on the old man, and all the dark demons behind him who were baring their fangs and claws, suddenly froze!
Immediately afterwards, the space around them twisted and solidified without warning!
It was as if an invisible hand had temporarily "stripped" this area from the rest of the plane.
Then, under the stunned and incredulous gazes of all the surviving human cultivators, the dozen or so ferocious dark demons that had chased them for hundreds of miles...
Along with the dark mist surrounding them, like ice and snow thrown into the blazing sun, they melted and vanished without a sound, turning into the most primordial nothingness, as if they had never existed.
Sunlight, filtering through the temporarily cleared, murky clouds, fell upon the edge of the valley where a life-or-death escape had just taken place, illuminating the faces that were still shaken and bewildered, before turning into a mixture of elation and horror.
The space rippled slightly, and a tall, slender young figure, dressed in a blue robe and with long black hair, appeared out of thin air and stood quietly in front of the seriously injured old man.
His gaze calmly swept over the surviving human powerhouses present, finally settling on the old man struggling to get up.
It was Lin Langtian who happened to be passing through this dimension and witnessed this scene… (End of Chapter)