Chapter 1703: Chapter 1628: The Terrifying Aura Emanating from the Demon Cave

With Qing Zhuo tracking ahead, Lord Barbarian God and Wu Ziye didn’t need to carefully sense the traces left by the Colored Glaze Mini-World, they could simply follow.

Before long, they arrived at Blue Demon Island, where they witnessed a scene of carnage below. After a brief pause to inquire with a demigod from the Ba Clan, they set off again.

After crossing a vast sea, they finally caught up with Qing Zhuo.

"Greetings, Lord Barbarian God!" Qing Zhuo said respectfully, "To avoid alerting the enemy, I intentionally slowed down."

"With me here, alerting the enemy is not a concern!" Lord Barbarian God said casually, discerning the remaining aura of the Colored Glaze Mini-World personally, and leading Wu Ziye and Qing Zhuo forward at a much faster pace.

Just then, Qing Zhuo’s body trembled and suddenly attacked Lord Barbarian God.

Lord Barbarian God never expected his subordinate would dare to attack him and was hit hard before he could react.

"What are you doing?" Wu Ziye was completely stunned, staring blankly at this long-time friend as if seeing him for the first time.

Before he finished speaking, he was struck by Qing Zhuo, a surge of divine power exploded in his chest, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood as he was sent flying backward.

"How dare you!" Lord Barbarian God roared angrily, pointing all six palms at Qing Zhuo simultaneously!

Instantly, six sharp beams shot out, piercing Qing Zhuo’s body, leaving six bloody holes.

Qing Zhuo felt nothing, charging at Lord Barbarian God recklessly, attacking him with life-risking fury, as if Lord Barbarian God were his sworn enemy.

"What’s happened to Qing Zhuo?" Wu Ziye flew back clutching his chest, wiped the blood from his mouth, and asked, bewildered, watching the madman-like Qing Zhuo.

"He’s lost his mind!" Lord Barbarian God said thoughtfully while dodging Qing Zhuo’s attack, "Someone must have done something to him, disturbing his mind. Let’s see if we can wake him up, if not, we’ll have to kill him."

"Demon Clan! It must be the Demon Clan’s doing!" Wu Ziye blurted out, "The King of the Fallen excels in this kind of mental disturbance trick! They can change a person’s spirit without a trace, leading them to fall. Qing Zhuo has always been loyal to the Lord, and with the Lord’s amulet, no ordinary person could handle him, only the King of the Fallen has the power to disrupt his mind."

At this moment, Qing Zhuo charged at Lord Barbarian God again, the brilliance of divine power emanating from his fist!

"Wake up!" Lord Barbarian God suddenly shouted at Qing Zhuo, and behind him appeared a massive shadow, which was his own majestic idol.

This idol was worshipped in numerous small temples of the Barbarian God Cult across the First World, rooted in the heart of every believer of the Barbarian God Cult, who prayed to it daily. It had a strong spiritual influence on them.

However, after seeing this idol, Qing Zhuo only trembled slightly before continuing his frenzied attack, the massive power of the Void God pouring out, turning the weather chaotic and causing giant waves to surge.

"There’s no saving him!" Lord Barbarian God said with a grim expression, a look of determination flashing in his eyes, rushing towards Qing Zhuo proactively. Using his six strong arms, he grabbed Qing Zhuo, lifting him like a small chicken, unable to move.

Subsequently, Lord Barbarian God muttered under his breath, reciting a spell from the Barbarian God Cult. A mysterious purple smoke instantly flooded into the seven orifices of Qing Zhuo, attempting to dispel the source of chaos within him.

Qing Zhuo struggled desperately, but couldn’t move. The purple smoke contorted his face, with green veins bulging and writhing like worms.

Suddenly, Qing Zhuo’s body began to swell, an uncontrolled, furious power emanating from within, about to self-destruct.

His mind was in such disarray that, unable to vent, he chose to self-destruct.

"Damn it!" Lord Barbarian God’s face turned livid, his six arms bulging with veins, tearing violently.

"Puff!" Qing Zhuo’s body was forcibly torn apart into six pieces, blood gushing out, splattering upon Lord Barbarian God, casting his fierce form like a hell demon.

Lord Barbarian God threw away Qing Zhuo’s six shattered corpse pieces, wiped his face, cleaned off the blood, and said in a deep voice: "The person could instantly kill six of our Divine Domain powerhouses, and silently alter Qing Zhuo’s mind, even I couldn’t wake him. Few in the entire Mortal Universe possess such ability, only leaders of top-level forces, or even the Creator Ancestral Spirits can do it. It seems unlikely to be the God of Slaughter, could it really be the Demon Clan?" 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

"The God of Slaughter definitely can’t possess such power, it must be the Demon Clan’s doing, only the Demon King has such pure demonic qi!" Wu Ziye had long suspected the Demon Clan, everything seen along the way only confirmed his speculation.

"Let’s pursue and investigate personally!" Lord Barbarian God frowned, discerning the lingering aura of the Colored Glaze Mini-World, and continued riding the Fire Phoenix to pursue.

...

Deep in the Demon Cave, Huang Yi could no longer perceive Qing Zhuo, indicating the latter was either no longer cursed or already killed.

In any case, he bought Huang Yi a very valuable amount of time.

By now, most of the Colored Glaze Mini-World had fused into the Small World Satellite, just a little more to complete the fusion.

Suddenly, the Sun-Chasing Dragon’s Wings sensed three strong waves coming from afar, rushing rapidly toward here.

The enemy has finally caught up!

At their advancing speed, they would arrive here quickly, and the barrier of the Demon Cave wouldn’t hold for long, there wasn’t enough time to complete the fusion.

Huang Yi thought for a moment and directly summoned Feng Angju!

He had already installed the Heart of the Pure Realm within Feng Angju’s corpse, allowing for control. Although the corpse state weakened its power somewhat, Feng Angju still possessed the strength of a Demi Ancestral Spirit, its mere presence could command respect.

Huang Yi unleashed Feng Angju’s powerful aura without reservation, spreading it through the deep Demon Cave entrance, causing the wandering demon wolves and magical beasts outside to tremble in fear and scatter.

Soon, Lord Barbarian God, Ling Yu, and Wu Ziye arrived at the outskirts of the Demon Cave, hovering in mid-air with cold gazes.

The deep Demon Cave was bottomless, filled with dense, black demonic qi, resembling the entrance to Hell, sending chills down one’s spine.

More importantly, a terrifying pressure emanated from within this Demon Cave, making even the air seem to solidify, suffocating.

"Such formidable pressure... it must be the Demon King!" Wu Ziye said gravely, the aura was vast, even he, as a Void God, could only look up in awe, thinking of nothing else but the Demon King.