Yu Zhuo cautiously reacted, making Wang Xiaoya laugh.

The other Demon Kings scoffed and laughed, "What is this? Scared away so easily?"

"Come, let’s team up to deal with this little girl!"

Among the Demon Emperors, a creature resembling a pangolin, draped in gold scales, with a tiny head and bean-sized eyes, stood up; the Demon Emperor was barely five feet tall.

Wang Xiaoya stared at it curiously and said, "I don’t kill unknown people, state your name!"

The creature laughed heartily, "Little girl, you’ve got quite the mouth. I am the Golden-scaled Mountain-Piercing King, have you heard of me?"

Wang Xiaoya shook her head honestly and said, "I haven’t, but I advise you to stay away, lest you lose your life."

The Golden-scaled Mountain-Piercing King was frustrated and angry, "Good little girl, you haven’t even heard of my name; today, I’ll let you see what I’m capable of!"

Its claws lifted, and rock spikes suddenly emerged from the ground.

The Golden-scaled Mountain-Piercing King is naturally gifted, born alongside the earth’s vein and soil energy.

It can pierce mountains and dig tunnels with ease.

The ground rose up into an array, encircling Wang Xiaoya within.

If it were an ordinary person, they would be pierced into a bloody pulp by these spikes.

But Wang Xiaoya is protected by the Chaos Green Lotus, able to block any spiritual power or physical attack.

A mass of chaos qi enveloped her, isolating her from the outside.

The Golden-scaled Mountain-Piercing King watched with curiosity, drilling his head into the ground and disappearing, suddenly reappearing behind Wang Xiaoya, reaching its slender claws toward her.

Its tongue was very long, like a golden soft rope, rapidly winding towards Wang Xiaoya.

Wang Xiaoya looked disgusted, "Your saliva is dripping everywhere."

She didn’t dodge at all, letting the Golden-scaled Mountain-Piercing King’s claws grasp her.

These claws could easily tear apart mountains, but they were blocked by the chaos qi.

Wang Xiaoya’s gourd flew up, and she softly commanded, "Treasure, turn around!"

A white light emerged from the gourd, forming two large eyes staring intently at the Golden-scaled Mountain-Piercing King.

The Golden-scaled Mountain-Piercing King felt as if it was shrouded by the God of Death, shivering in fear, instinctively retracting its tongue and drilling into the ground.

But the white light had already flashed, with a snapping sound crossing the Golden-scaled Mountain-Piercing King’s neck.

The Golden-scaled Mountain-Piercing King didn’t even make a sound, its head separated from its body, while only a demon god flew out, calling repeatedly in the air, "Immortal-Slaying Flying Dagger, how do you have the Immortal-Slaying Flying Dagger?"

The demon emperors were utterly amazed, not expecting a little girl from the Human Race to easily slice the Golden-scaled Mountain-Piercing King in two.

Young Master Yu Zhuo stood behind, sneering, knowing all along that this little girl was extraordinary.

Not only did she have a peerless protective magical treasure, but this gourd was also exceptionally unique.

Sure enough, with one move, she claimed the life of the Golden-scaled Mountain-Piercing King.

Among these Demon Kings, the Golden-scaled Mountain-Piercing King was famous for its defense.

But such a formidable armor was like tofu before the Immortal-Slaying Flying Dagger.

Wang Xiaoya collected the gourd, not pursuing any further killing.

She advised these Demon Emperors, "Do not act recklessly. My husband is a Saint’s Disciple; none of you together are his match. I advise you not to aid tyrants lest you end up being used and lose your precious lives."

The Demon Emperors furrowed their brows, not expecting the little girl to speak such words, sounding unusually sincere, unlike other Humans who start with fighting and killing.

A gorilla-like creature with golden fur stepped forward, staring at the void, saying, "A Saint’s Disciple, no better than my leader; nothing impressive, right?"

Wang Xiaoya smiled leisurely, "That’s because he’s deliberately refining his body, not using mana."

She was right, as intermittent explosions occurred in the void, it was Long Fei and the Golden-Haired Behemoth battling with their physical bodies.

The Golden-Haired Behemoth, though skinny, had surprisingly robust physical strength beyond Long Fei’s expectations.

For the first time, he unleashed his body’s power to its maximum, able to shake Mount Tai.

One punch broke rivers, one kick split mountains.

In physical strength, neither could defeat the other.

At this moment, Long Fei raised his hand and unleashed the Kunwu Nine Swords, trapping the Golden-Haired Behemoth within.

The Golden-Haired Behemoth intended to charge out of the sword qi, but was shaken back by the power of the nine swords.

It long cried aloud, "You think this Sword Array can confine me!"

The surrounding space revolved, as it used Spatial Law to attempt escape.

A Sixteen-Foot Dharma Laksana floated above Long Fei, rolling up the energy of heaven and earth, forming a dark domain around the Golden-Haired Behemoth.

This dark domain was formed by both space-time laws, preventing even light from escaping.

The twisted space of the Golden-Haired Behemoth was instantly calmed by this dark domain.

The Kunwu Nine Swords shone brilliantly, dazzling like stars in the void, luminous as the sun, blinding the eyes.

The sect leader and elders of Mount Shu were amazed by the light, extending their divine sense to peer into the array’s anomaly.

In the void, nine columns of light soared to the heavens, spinning rapidly like a tornado, beginning to engulf.

Inside transformed into a sword qi vortex, seemingly intent on grinding the space to bits, making the space outside the sword’s shadow darker.

The Golden-Haired Behemoth, despite its formidable physical power and understanding of space laws, was shredded by the strong sword qi, leaving its black robe in tatters.

Its true form, unseen even by the great Demon Kings.

All eyes focused on it, wide-eyed with surprise its appearance was contrary to expectations.

A humanoid creature, covered in golden hair, feeling like deadwood.

Its mouth bore two fangs; it resembled the zombies in human legend.

"So this is Behemoth?"

The great Demon Kings’ spirits were somewhat disturbed.

Unexpectedly, the Golden-Haired Behemoth wasn’t monster-like, but humanoid.

Long Fei snorted, "You’re not the pure-blooded Behemoth descendant, but a Human who absorbed the Mythical Beast Bloodline!"

The Golden-Haired Behemoth, inside the Sword Array, roared, "That’s none of your business!"

Its desiccated body suddenly grew grotesquely muscular.

A shout from the void, "Brother Win, I’m here to help."

The earth beneath Mount Shu trembled, a rolling blood mist erupted, gathering around the Sword Array.

Chu Feng and a group flew up, standing beside Wang Xiaoya, shouting to Long Fei, "Cannot hold, this Blood Demon might go berserk."

A red waterfall soared in the valley, like a long rainbow piercing the sun, spraying up thousands of meters, enveloping the cliffs of Mount Shu.

The Golden-Haired Behemoth howled upward, swallowing the blood mist instantly.

The surrounding Gray Domain could not block the blood mist, causing the Golden-Haired Behemoth’s energy to surge, its form swelling violently to over ten meters, crashing fiercely against the Sword Array.

The massive impact akin to Gonggong crashing into a mountain.

Thunderous shock, the Sword Array of Kunwu Nine Swords, was busted at once.

Despite its formidable physique, it was injured by the Sword Array, spilling golden blood everywhere.

A black shadow flickered in the void, as the Golden-Haired Behemoth used Ethereal Escape, swiftly vanishing.

Leaving behind words, "Blood Demon Ancestor, I’ll remember this, I vow to rescue you!"