Remould the Glory of Sword Art-Chapter 1290 - 194: Bloody Struggle (Part 2)

"We can’t let him just leave like this!"

Ling Mao Venerable shrieked, revealing her true demon form. Like a streak of pitch-black light, she collided heavily with Duke Yuanping’s Domain.

Screech!

Ling Mao Venerable unleashed her divine skills, and a massive demon cat suddenly extended its five claws, snatching like a hook, leaving a phantom streak in the void—

The vast Dao Domain was thus torn open.

A large number of demon spirits immediately surged inside!

The majestic Divine Spirit hovering above the Snow Mountain’s clouds, expressionless, lowered its eyelids, its boundless divine might sweeping out and decimating these demon spirits instantly. Yet, Duke Yuanping didn’t have time to repair the Dao Domain, and the next moment, even more demon spirits surged in!

Duke Yuanping’s "Dao" couldn’t compare with Xie Xuanyi’s Dao.

If it were the Path of Destruction, then all the so-called "sacrifices" of this demon tide would be utterly meaningless...

Because the extermination was so swift.

No matter how fast these demon spirits attacked, their fate was the same—death.

The essence of the Taoist Intent of the Path of Destruction is the rapid deprivation of blood qi from low-level beings, holding a massive advantage over other paths when fighting many with one!

"Kill!"

Snow Tiger Venerable also fought desperately.

He wielded the long and short blades, stepping into Duke Yuanping’s Domain with his flesh body.

If Duke Yuanping still had some strength left.

Then this act was no different from courting death...

Now that the teleportation array was almost complete, Snow Tiger simply couldn’t accept the outcome of Duke Yuanping’s escape. He’d rather risk his life to keep this Yin God of the Human Race here!

"Trying to stop me?"

Duke Yuanping’s expression remained unchanged as he accelerated the sealing speed with his hands.

He no longer cared about the low-level demon spirits stepping into the domain. The thirty-zhang Dao Domain rapidly shrank, and the majestic dharma aspect likewise shrank swiftly, directly falling towards Snow Tiger Venerable... He had already seen through the intent of these two Demon Venerables, willing to pay any price to prevent his escape.

It’s a pity.

The formation was complete, and next, he would vanish into the void...

Having prepared everything, Duke Yuanping leaned towards the void gate.

However.

What happened was something no one expected.

With a muffled bang!

Duke Yuanping fell onto the void gate, not triggering the transmission array pattern and thus did not leave.

Countless talisman papers swayed under the ignition of Primordial Fire, casting a light that appeared eerie and demonic... Although the portal linked by talisman paper had clearly opened, Duke Yuanping’s back seemed to lean against a solid barrier.

"???"

Duke Yuanping was stunned.

He looked back in disbelief.

The array successfully opened the portal, but the void of this snow mountain was sealed shut.

As everyone knows.

Crossing the void typically requires Yang God Realm cultivation.

A very few great practitioners at the Yin God Realm could accomplish this feat... only if they possess either a nearly saintly flesh body or a perfect Dao Embryo.

But...

There is almost no exception when it comes to sealing the void.

To seal the void and defy the will of heaven and earth, such a feat can only be accomplished by a great cultivator of the Yang God Realm.

"Kill!!"

The low-level demon spirits within the demon tide couldn’t be bothered with all this.

They swarmed into the dao domain, fiercely tearing at Duke Yuanping’s Divine Embryo Dharma Aspect’s "flesh"!

"What’s going on?"

Snow Tiger and Ling Mao suddenly realized something was wrong.

The teleportation array had already triggered.

By all rights, Duke Yuanping should have fled far away by now... Yet he suddenly stood stiffly like a stone statue, unable even to repair the dharma aspect divine embryo.

The two great demons exchanged glances, a strong sense of unease suddenly surging in their hearts.

The next moment.

Within the void portal connected by the talisman papers, a sound of breaking through the air suddenly rang out.

"Clatter—"

A young, blood-drenched head was tossed out from the other side of the portal.

Thud.

The head fell to the ground, stained with frost and snow, rolling along the ground.

The head landed at Duke Yuanping’s feet.

"..."

Duke Yuanping’s expression paled, looking down at the scene, his lips cracked, his throat vibrating silently.

This is...

His eldest son.

Huang Qi’s death was exceedingly tragic, with wide-open eyes, a face full of agony, and a fresh red handprint on his forehead.

His head wasn’t severed.

Instead... it was violently torn from his body with immense brute force...

Grumble.

More rolling sounds echoed from the portal.

A second head, a third, rolled out one after another from the dark depths. This demonic and sinister scene, even when witnessed by Snow Tiger Venerable and Ling Mao Venerable, instilled fear in their hearts. The suicidal onslaught of the Demon Tide at Howling Wind Valley suddenly ceased.

Not because the two commanders issued a ceasefire order.

But because...

A divine thought far stronger than the commanders suddenly enveloped the entire snow mountain.

The cultivation of creatures in the Demon Country requires "bloodline" inheritance.

Thus.

Low-level creatures cannot resist the bloodline suppression of high-level creatures.

At this moment, the entire snow mountain was filled only with the howling of cold winds, a world of silence. Tens of thousands of the demon tide stood silently in that moment, as silence fell that one could hear a pin drop.

From the dark portal, a carefree snow-white figure slowly emerged.

The figure was notably small, akin to a human child of seven or eight, yet stood with hands behind its back, draped in a large white cloak that didn’t fit its stature, half of it trailing on the ground, exuding an aged aura.

On its cheek, it wore a half-white mask covering one side of its face.

A silver moon hung upon it.

"Silver Moon Great Venerable..."

Snow Tiger Venerable’s face immediately lost color. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

He looked at the child barely reaching his knee, and with all his might, suppressed the urge to kneel down and bow.

"Heh... heh heh..."

Ling Mao couldn’t help but laugh.

At this moment, her eyes were filled with despair.

Upon seeing Silver Moon, she realized that Erosion Sun Swamp never intended to spare Howling Wind Valley from the very beginning.

During the prior attack on Howling Wind Valley, Dragon Wood Venerable showed up, but that was just on the surface.

In order to ensure the complete disappearance of Howling Wind Valley...

Erosion Sun Swamp had secretly dispatched the Great Venerable to ensure the task was completed!

Thus.

However desperately the two of them attempted to escape, the outcome was solely death.

However.

Contrary to Ling Mao’s expectation.

This Silver Moon Great Venerable did not directly employ Daoist Divine Power to wipe them out, merely spreading the Demon Domain to enshroud the entire snow mountain.

Subsequently.

Two more youthful figures slowly emerged from the portal.

One dressed in light green robes, his shoulder draped with a broad cloak and wearing a wide-brimmed hat, concealing his face entirely.

The other stood tall and handsomely, radiating an aura as warm as a spring breeze.

"Second Master, do you really intend to spare his life?"

Xuan Jin observed Duke Yuanping, who was kneeling on the ground, clutching his son’s head tightly in his arms, mere moments away from breaking down, and spoke with a frown.

Though having sequestered himself in the Heavenly Phoenix Palace for cultivation, he knew well the principle of leaving no loose ends.

When faced with a great cultivator of Duke Yuanping’s level, one should never be careless.

The best method was to kill them on the spot!

"I do."

Cheng Er spoke softly.

She gazed at Duke Yuanping, speaking calmly, "This person has something very important in his Divine Sea; we can’t just kill him like that."