Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension Chapter 1383 - 744: Alien Demons Call Themselves the Immortal Clan

Three years had passed within a specific territory of the Immortal Heaven Continent.

The landscape was dominated by endless, rolling mountain ranges and the Mang Forest, where ancient trees stood tall. A thick, murky miasma and dense fog blanketed the sky, obscuring everything in a hazy veil.

Abruptly, a piercing wolf’s howl erupted from the heart of the mist!

The sound was powerful enough to shake the heavens, causing the valleys to vibrate violently as dust billowed and the fog was forcibly dispersed in every direction.

Following that initial howl, a symphony of roars and cries erupted from the peaks below. A massive torrent of vicious demonic beasts surged out from the shadows, their collective momentum as unstoppable as a flood.

At the same time, the sky was blotted out by a swarm of flying demon beasts emerging from the dense woods.

As the beast tide drew near, Baili Shouguang scrambled out of a hidden burrow. He fled toward the horizon in a state of pure panic, his face flushed a sickly crimson from the severe internal injuries he had sustained.

Despite hiding and evading capture for over fifteen days, he had failed to shake off the pursuit of the Alien Demon. Despair gripped Baili Shouguang’s heart as he played back the memory of that day when his "senior brother" had revealed his true form.

He had been completely hoodwinked, never suspecting for a moment that his "senior brother" had been possessed by the Alien Demon.

Had the creature not chosen to toy with him by exposing its identity, Baili Shouguang might have remained ignorant until his final breath.

The Alien Demon was a master of mimicry; until it chose to strike, even a Great Venerable would find it nearly impossible to distinguish which creatures in a beast tide were puppets of the Alien Demon and which were merely wild demon beasts!

This "inability to distinguish the true from the false" was the most maddening trait of the Alien Demon species.

Roar! Roar!

Howl! Howl!

Wail! Wail!

"Jie Jie, Junior Brother, you cannot outrun my demonic reach. Yield and return to your Senior Brother’s side. I shall treasure you for the rest of your life!"

Amidst the deafening cacophony of the beasts, a voice that was both sinister and mesmerizing whispered into Baili Shouguang’s ear, dripping with mockery and cruel amusement.

Baili Shouguang’s expression twisted in horror. He couldn't help but glance back, witnessing massive ancient trees being snapped like twigs. Trunks were tossed into the air, crashing down as shattered foliage rained from the sky.

Emerging from the wreckage of the forest was a Three-tailed Giant Tiger. It was pitch black and as large as a Dragon Elephant, riding atop a demonic cloud propelled by a sinister wind, closing the distance rapidly.

Standing upon the tiger’s broad, shimmering black head was a pale, slender old man with a wickedly handsome face. A thin smile played on his lips as he watched with malevolent eyes.

The moment Baili Shouguang’s eyes met his, his entire frame shuddered, and a freezing dread took root in his soul.

Flanking the giant tiger were a hundred-foot-long green python and a massive spider mottled with green and purple. Both creatures were masters of manipulating clouds and mist, their devil qi billowing toward the heavens.

The green python unhinged its jaws, exhaling a vast sea of iridescent poisonous flames that teemed with thousands of tiny green serpents.

The giant spider gave a violent shudder, releasing a swarm of Ghost Face Spiders that coalesced into a dark cloud, swarming toward Baili Shouguang.

Behind these three primary demons, a thick wave of devil fog rolled forward, concealing the silhouettes of countless bizarre demon beasts. The beast tide rose and fell like a stormy sea, casting a murderous aura over several hundred miles.

Terrified by the overwhelming sight, Baili Shouguang immediately circulated his mana. He spat a mouthful of essence blood onto his Lifebound Magic Treasure, the Turn Tribulation Sword.

The flying sword erupted with a brilliant light, shielding its master as it transformed into a streak of sword rainbow, shooting toward the horizon.

However, the three demons gave no ground. Under the oppressive influence of the White-faced Old Taoist, their speed increased, steadily narrowing the gap between predator and prey.

The pursuit covered hundreds of miles in the blink of an eye.

While the main beast tide eventually fell behind, nearly a hundred elite demon beasts managed to maintain the chase.

Baili Shouguang remained in constant jeopardy, frequently intercepted by the beasts and forced to alter his path, causing his wounds to worsen with every passing moment.

In his desperate flight, Baili Shouguang failed to notice that he was being herded in a massive circle.

It was only when he saw a fresh pillar of devil fog rising ahead, accompanied by thunderous roars, that he realized his mistake.

A new torrent of grotesque demon beasts and predatory birds burst from the forest in front of him. In an instant, thousands of cruel, bloodthirsty eyes locked onto his position.

Baili Shouguang trembled violently. The flying sword beneath his feet wavered, its Sword Light flickering as if it shared its master's fear.

A second later, he came to a dead stop in mid-air. He turned around with grim determination to face his pursuer, his "senior brother" Mo Xingkong.

"If death is my fate, then so be it. I will run no further!" Baili Shouguang growled, facing the oncoming tide of overwhelming devil qi.

He dove toward the ground, his fingers moving in a blur of seals.

Beams of light flew from his hands, each carrying Array Plates and Array Flags that buried themselves in the earth. A Five-Colored Spiritual Light erupted, manifesting into a vast expanse of Five-Colored Light Clouds.

"Great Five Elements Killing Array, activate!"

As his "senior brother" drew near, Baili Shouguang plunged into the heart of the clouds, his voice echoing with defiance.

The Five-Colored Light Cloud instantly expanded to cover dozens of miles, turning into a dense, mystical haze that swallowed the sky and the earth.

Rumble!

From within the mist, golden stone walls rose from the soil, forming narrow corridors and creating a massive, intricate labyrinth.

This maze was riddled with lethal traps and Five Elements Prohibitions, all bristling with deadly intent.

"Senior Brother" Mo Xingkong halted at the edge of the fog. Though he looked slightly surprised, he remained confident that his prey could not escape his demonic grasp.

He had played with his food long enough and now intended to seize the man and return to submit his report.

"My little ones, go in and slaughter him for me!" The White-faced Old Taoist commanded. Since the beasts were his Demon Thought Subbodies, no spoken words were truly necessary, yet he spoke with a chilling authority.