Chapter 1066: Chapter 1066: A Horde of Ant-like Beings Dares to Think of Killing Me?

Chiyou’s eyes turned cold, a glint of frost flashed across his belly.

His sharp fangs were exposed.

The two stood face to face, one holding an axe, the other a knife, equally matched in aura.

Chiyou stared at Ao Tian, suddenly speaking:

"Boy, you’re happy too soon. Restored to my original state, the strength of my entire body is enhanced!"

"Enlarged, my strength increases, but my physical defense decreases."

"Back then, you all couldn’t break through my defense, let alone now?"

Upon hearing this, Ao Tian’s expression changed abruptly.

Looking at Chiyou’s coal-black skin, which also glowed faintly, an ominous feeling arose in his heart.

However, he forcibly suppressed it, his face showing a nonchalant expression:

"Stop spouting nonsense, headless corpse, if you’ve got the guts, come kill your grandfather!"

Here, what Ao Tian was saying is come kill him, not how Ao Tian was going to deal with Chiyou.

Because he was well aware that his strength, though formidable, couldn’t do anything to the opponent.

Ao Tian’s cheeky demeanor was nothing new in front of Chiyou. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

Now restored to his true form, Chiyou was not willing to put up with him anymore.

With a lift of his right foot, the dozens of meters between them closed in an instant.

At the same time, the axe, emitting a chilling aura, was raised high and slashed directly at Ao Tian’s head!

"Ugh..."

Yang Yan held his groggy head, struggling to open his eyes.

What he saw first was the sight of being surrounded by ten swords arranged in a circle.

With just a little thought, Yang Yan roughly understood what had happened.

"King! Are you alright?"

Fu Changjian was the first to ask.

The others also widened their eyes, waiting for Yang Yan’s answer.

"No problem."

Yang Yan shook his groggy head, closed his eyes, and rubbed his temples hard.

Zhuge Wushuang, supporting him from behind, immediately started massaging the other side with a pained expression.

The usually boisterous Zhuge Wushuang didn’t say a word.

With his eyes closed, Yang Yan felt himself out and found his body incredibly sore and swollen.

Even his limbs were swollen.

The sensation was like being soaked in water for a long time and just being salvaged.

Besides, Yang Yan could also feel a strong energy in his body, drifting uncontrollably through his meridians.

"It seems I still need to completely refine it!"

Yang Yan sighed and said.

Opening his eyes again, he saw all ten swords looking at him with concern.

So, he waved his hand, catching a glimpse of Ao Tian fiercely battling Chiyou.

By now, the other Hidden World patriarchs had already retreated to the side.

An Ancient Demon God, even if they fought to the death, was an impossible opponent.

"Hmm... not bad! But still not enough!"

Yang Yan also clearly noticed that Ao Tian’s aura was sharper than before, indicating another breakthrough.

However, such a small breakthrough was still far from enough in front of the Demon God.

At this point, Ao Tian was no longer as composed as at the start, occasionally teasing the opponent.

He was being chased around by Chiyou, only engaging when absolutely necessary.

Each time, Ao Tian was utterly defeated, nearly spitting up blood three liters.

If not for the strong healing functions of his demon body now, had it been before, a few moves would have crippled him, rendering him unable to fight.

"You all go help Ao Tian, lest this guy gets killed by accident."

Although seeing the usually formidable Ao Tian being beaten so miserably by Chiyou was an amusing and relaxing sight, Yang Yan couldn’t just watch him suffer misfortune.

"King."

Jing Hong seemed hesitant, wanting to say something but holding back.

Knowing Jing Hong’s concern for him, Yang Yan gently shook his head, saying:

"Go quickly, I’m fine. Help Ao Tian, he can’t afford to be in trouble either."

This manner of conduct was Yang Yan’s usual style.

He didn’t overlook his own life; rather, in his eyes, many were more important than his life.

"Understood!"

The ten swords immediately obeyed.

After drawing their swords, they moved seamlessly into formation, charging at Chiyou.

With the addition of the ten swords, Ao Tian was noticeably less pressured.

But this was only relatively speaking!

While they increased in number, not all were as strong as Ao Tian.

Chiyou naturally had more targets for his attacks.

During the first round of attacks from the ten swords in coordination with Ao Tian, Gongsun Ruyan, unable to retreat in time, was fiercely struck by Chiyou’s axe.

Even though Gongsun Ruyan hastily raised her sword to block, the immense force sent her flying hundreds of meters!

Finally, she fell heavily to the ground, creating a massive crater with spreading cracks.

Gongsun Ruyan still tightly gripped her sword, but her green robe was already soaked with blood.

"Cough cough... ugh!"

After coughing twice, a sweetness filled her throat, and she spat out a large amount of blood.

Just like that, Gongsun Ruyan lost her fighting ability!

It’s important to note that among the ten swords, any one of them could match an Emperor-level mighty figure.

Yet, after taking just one blow from Chiyou, she was completely crippled!

Moreover, according to Chiyou, in his restored form, his own attack power had decreased significantly!

The ten swords didn’t spare one to help Gongsun Ruyan.

In the midst of battle, life and death were not in their control.

Especially when facing the mighty Demon God Chiyou?

"Hey! You headless freak! If you have the guts, come at me! Hitting a woman, what skill is that?"

Seeing Gongsun Ruyan, one of the ten swords, severely injured, Ao Tian was furious.

After shouting, he raised his curved knife and flew at the Demon God Chiyou from behind.

The sharp blade nearly reached Chiyou’s back.

Clang!

Chiyou spun around at that moment, using the reversed side of the stone axe to forcibly block Ao Tian’s blow.

Ugh!

The massive backlash caused Ao Tian to grunt, his body flying backward like a broken kite.

Chiyou stood there holding the stone axe, unwavering.

"A bunch of insignificant beings dare to think of killing me?"

"Your leaders from the Ancient Times, the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, were merely defeated by me!"

Chiyou sneered, glancing around with disdain as he spoke.

After getting knocked back, Ao Tian merely wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up, and walked back step by step.

By now, the ten swords fully recognized Chiyou’s terrifying power.

Chiyou hadn’t attacked, and they didn’t dare to either!

The name of the ten swords was illustrious in the Hidden World, showcasing them as superior warriors.

However, in front of the half-step Divine Realm Chiyou, they seemed insignificant.

Even a beheaded Chiyou, slumbering for thousands of years, had power that no ten swords could oppose.

But now, Yang Yan couldn’t act. He was busy trying to refine the immense energy within himself.

Otherwise, even if he forced himself into battle, it would be in vain!