Chapter 59 – Blood flowing like a river
The demonic aura surged into the sky, and the shouts of battle roared like thunder.
Lin Hao's heart trembled. Were Cui Qing'er and the other demons starting to take action?
But if it was just to rescue the little fox, why was the demonic aura so overwhelming?
He originally didn't want to get involved in this mess.
However, the situation was unpredictable now, and if he didn't go, it would be like a hundred cats scratching at his heart, truly unbearable.
He patted the sword sheath on his back, drew out the Fire Spirit Sword, and flew towards the source of the battle cries.
From afar, he saw a massive Flood Dragon coiled around the mountain peak where the Demon Lock Tower stood.
Its thick dragon body was as vast as a great river!
The ferocious dragon head spewed clouds and lightning.
Several black dots flew swiftly, engaging in a fierce battle with the Flood Dragon.
The mountain peak where the Demon Lock Tower stood was almost flattened!
The enormous body of the Flood Dragon swung casually, causing black dots to fall!
Those who could fight against the Flood Dragon must be powerful figures within the sect, yet they were being knocked down like dumplings.
A Demon King, definitely a Demon King!
Lin Hao's heart trembled, feeling the demonic might, causing his blood and energy to surge.
Cui Qing'er, that demoness, deceived me. She released a Demon King, no... she released all the demons!
She promised to only rescue the little fox!
His eyes turned icy cold to the extreme!
He had been deceived again, played by a woman.
He felt like a fool, manipulated by women.
The Demon Lock Tower toppled, and thousands of demons escaped.
These beasts, suppressed for so long, had not lost their ferocity.
A three-legged golden toad opened its mouth wide, swallowing several Xuan Yin Sect disciples whole.
An old wolf, with sinister eyes, specifically targeted young cultivators, biting their throats open.
A dragon-type demon chewed on male cultivators while violating female cultivators.
...
The Xuan Yin Sect was in chaos, blood flowing like a river!
Lin Hao felt the sword sheath on his back trembling!
"Xiang Xiaoyuan, do you not only want to slay demons but also subdue them?"
Buzz!
Another sword flew out from the sword sheath, the broken Bluebird, which he had taken to a master craftsman for repair.
One hand wielded the Fire Spirit, the other the Bluebird.
Lin Hao charged decisively into the demon ranks.
The sword in his hand, like the morning sun cutting through dew, moved forward without hesitation!
The sword carried scorching flames, slashing towards a bear demon with lightning speed.
The sword energy seemed to burn the very air, crackling as it went, leaving a scorch mark on the mountain rocks.
The bear demon was shocked, not expecting to be targeted by such a fierce individual. Though its body was bulky, its reactions were swift.
The massive bear paw, with a cluster of earth spikes, slammed towards the Fire Spirit Sword, its fierce momentum causing the air to tremble.
The bear's head, as large as a millstone, opened its bloody maw, aiming to bite the cultivator's shoulder.
At the same time, Lin Hao's Bluebird Sword drew several sword shadows, emitting a piercing sound as it stabbed towards the bear demon's heart.
A hint of terror flashed in the bear demon's squinted eyes, as the opponent's reaction was incredibly swift, truly terrifying.
Sensing the threat of death, it dared not take the attack head-on and had to retract its move, but it was already too late.
The Bluebird Sword, like a storm, stabbed the bear demon. Despite its thick fur and incredible defense, it couldn't withstand it, being pierced a hundred times in ten breaths.
Its chest was a bloody mess, like a lump of rotten flesh.
Seizing the opportunity, Lin Hao wouldn't let it go, using his energy to control the sword, freeing his left hand.
He advanced, punching directly into the bear demon's wound.
"Starburst!"
He murmured, and his fist was immediately covered in raging Fire Spiritual Energy, roasting the bear demon's fur and flesh.
The air was filled with the aroma of roasted meat.
The bear demon, which had slaughtered several Xuan Yin Sect disciples, fell heavily to the ground.
And in Lin Hao's hand, he held a fresh heart, seemingly still beating.
Boom!
Lightning flashed and thunder roared.
Lin Hao looked up towards the distant Demon Lock Tower, where the battle was reaching a fever pitch.
Sect experts were continuously knocked down by the dragon's tail, but the Flood Dragon was also heavily injured, its body blasted open, dragon blood staining the sky!
Yet the Flood Dragon, by nature ferocious, became even more fierce when wounded.
Thick clouds pressed down from the sky, and hail began to fall, shaped like cones.
This was another of the Flood Dragon's supernatural abilities.
Lightning, fierce winds, hail!
This vicious Flood Dragon was proficient in three types of elemental attack spells, truly rare!
No wonder, even with several sect experts joining forces, it was difficult to subdue this beast!
But where had the Sect Leader and the five Peak Masters gone?
If they were here, how could they allow the Flood Dragon to run rampant!
Lin Hao looked up at the black clouds, and amidst the thunder and lightning, he faintly sensed a presence that made his soul tremble.
Could it be that the Sect Leader and the five Peak Masters were above the clouds, battling an even stronger existence?
He shook his head slightly; such high-level battles were clearly not something he could intervene in. The most important thing now was to slay more demon beasts!
He hurried towards the Demon Lock Tower, and as he approached, he saw a familiar figure.
Han Liyue was besieged by several demons, her water-green dress stained with blood, her hair disheveled, her fair face covered in blood and sweat.
Lin Hao's heart turned cold, and he jumped directly off his flying sword, crashing down like a falling star onto an old wolf.
His keen eye for seizing battle opportunities was extremely sharp, landing precisely on the old wolf's waist.
Crack!
The old wolf, equivalent to the late Foundation Establishment stage, was crushed to death by his landing.
Han Liyue, besieged by four Foundation Establishment demons, was at the end of her strength. With the old wolf dead, her pressure lessened slightly.
When she saw who had come to her rescue, she was shocked.
Lin Hao!
She had thought she would die here, but she didn't expect this young man to save her!
Roar!
A lion covered in black fur leaped high, pouncing towards Lin Hao.
The lion's mouth, with teeth like daggers, exuded a chilling air!
Facing the pouncing lion, Lin Hao remained calm, effortlessly dodging the attack, nimbly moving behind the lion, and delivering a heavy punch.
The flaming fist struck the lion's waist and abdomen.
The beast, as large as an elephant, was sent flying five or six meters, blood oozing from its mouth and nose.
Despite the heavy blow, the lion's ferocity remained undiminished, roaring like thunder, pouncing at the human again.
But it miscalculated one thing: even if it didn't come, Lin Hao would have attacked.
Now, it merely accelerated its own demise.
Crack!
Crack!
...
The sound of bones breaking was incessant.
The once-mighty beast was dismembered by Lin Hao!
Limbs and pieces scattered everywhere, truly dismembered!
Whether it was Han Liyue or the two demons she was fighting, their pupils were filled with shock.
Ferocious, incredibly ferocious!
Han Liyue felt a sense of awe; this young man was so fierce, it seemed impossible to surpass him in this lifetime.
The two demons, one a bull demon, the other a white crane, recalled the fear of being dominated by Lin Hao in the prison!
Escape!
The two demons fled like unleashed wild dogs!