On the battlefield, these five great Heavenly Demons, each respectively resembling a giant dragon, an irregular mountain mass, an octopus, a fusion of nurous limbs, and, as if modeled after seaweed, ca in five bizarre, ghostly forms.
At that mont, after shrinking in size, their physical strength surged dramatically, and they were even able to gang up on Zhao Shouyi. Zhao Shouyi quickly fell into a disadvantage, with wounds continuously appearing on his body.
Boom! A massive dragon claw ca at him head-on. Zhao Shouyi's sword light slashed out, leaving a sky full of sword marks on the dragon claw. With a slight flicker, he had already leaped from the body of the irregular mountain Heavenly Demon and slashed his sword again towards the mountain.
However, as soon as he appeared this ti, countless limbs had already surrounded him, howling like a host of demons, dragging him towards hell.
The purple-green swords flickered continuously, clashing and grinding violently against hundreds of limbs, sparking out vast showers of electrical sparks.
Zhao Shouyi grunted, feeling as if he were struck by lightning, retreated slightly, and already vanished from sight, hiding.
On the other side, the Octopus Sky Demon's tentacles trembled, and countless detection devices such as infrared, sonar, electromagnetic, and consciousness waves... were all activated at once, quickly locating Zhao Shouyi's position. The Heavenly Demon's body writhed, hundreds of small holes opened up on the octopus's head, and in a single breath, thousands of miniature missiles were fired out, tracking after Zhao Shouyi.
Zhao Shouyi suddenly accelerated, his sword light crisscrossing, continuously slashing at the approaching missiles.
In the next mont, innurable seaweed-like black tentacles surrounded him, thousands of miniature missiles completely enveloped them, and a series of explosions launched instantly, swallowing both forms. The shockwave of the distance swept over Zhao Shouyi's body, forcing him to spit out a mouthful of blood.
Battling against five great Heavenly Demons singlehandedly, Zhao Shouyi only felt his Primordial Spirit becoming increasingly difficult to operate, his injuries getting more and more severe, and the sword light gradually dimming and issuing mournful cries, as his consciousness also beca increasingly vague, as if he could fall asleep any mont, any place.
But so voices beca clearer and clearer in his mind...
"Grandpa, look! I've mastered Primordial Spirit power!"
"Grandpa... Where did Dad and Mom go? When will they co back?"
"Grandpa..."
"Grandpa... Grandpa... Grandpa... Grandpa..."
Soft whispers rang in his ears, and explosions, Heavenly Demons, the battlefield... everything seed to fade away at that mont, leaving only Zhao Shouyi's instinct to fight.
Finally, Zhao Shouyi couldn't help but respond to those soft murmurs: "Little Pei..."
Boom! A huge dragon claw, with tens of thousands of tons of force, fiercely swept into Zhao Shouyi, colliding hard with the purple-green swords. Amid the swords' wailing, Zhao Shouyi spiraled through the air, blood spurting out in mid-flight.
"Little Pei... alas..." A tinge of regret surfaced in Zhao Shouyi's heart; he regretted not having been able to clarify what had happened to Little Pei at the end, whether Xuan Nu was really Little Pei or not.
Just as Zhao Shouyi gradually succumbed under the siege of the five great Heavenly Demons, his Primordial Spirit wilting, his body critically injured, and his ntal state deteriorating, he seed on the verge of a bizarre transformation at any mont.
He felt the condition inside his body, realizing that at this mont, he was undeniably dood.
A figure abruptly tore through the atmosphere, grabbed Zhao Shouyi, and dodged the attacks of several Heavenly Demons.
Zhao Shouyi opened his sowhat weak eyes and looked at the figure in front of him who had supported him: "Zhou Bai?"
At the sa ti, Zhao Shouyi's body fluctuated and expanded, his skin began to tear open, and one by one, tentacles started to extend from beneath his skin; he was beginning to mutate.
Zhao Shouyi's eyes gradually turned into white vertical pupils, opening and constantly spreading, constantly dividing.
But he still maintained the last bit of clarity: "Zhou Bai, Little Pei... Little Pei, he..."
Zhou Bai said, "Xiao Pei... Xiao Pei has been dead for a long ti, the Xuan Woman you t last ti was a copy created by the Heavenly Demon."
"Good that she's dead... good that she's dead..."
At the sa ti, everyone in the city saw Zhou Bai suddenly appear; all were astonished.
"Who is that man? Is he going to save Zhao Shouyi?"
"They're both going to die, hurry and retreat!"
"That's a five-headed great Heavenly Demon, what is this guy thinking?"
Hovering in mid-air, Qing Yangzi, who was ready to lend support at any mont, focused his gaze on Zhou Bai, "Zhou Bai? Yun Chong and the others insisted on rushing to the place he had arranged to et them, but now that he is back, what exactly is..."
Wang Shouxuan had already unsheathed his flying sword, "Is this Zhou Bai really a traitor? If he is, I must raise my hand to cut him down today."
Ying Hui rushed towards Zhou Bai's direction and shouted, "Zhou Bai! Run!" In his eyes, the five-headed great Heavenly Demon was already chasing after Zhou Bai, with five streams of destructive power tearing through the sky and earth, attacking Zhou Bai.
Most cultivators, seeing this scene, were stunned and filled with grief. Under the siege of the five-headed great Heavenly Demon, Zhou Bai was dood.
Qian Wangsun clenched his fists tightly, "Has this guy gone mad?"
Song Zhen sighed and looked at Zhou Bai with a complex expression, "Is Zhou Bai going to die?"
Zhao Shouyi gripped Zhou Bai's palm, struggling to suppress the distortion in his body, his voice becoming shrill and thin, "Zhou Bai! Run! Escape back to the city! Don't mind ... I'm already done for..."
While speaking, a purplish sword light pierced through Zhao Shouyi's chest; it was Zhao Shouyi himself planning to end his own life, not wanting to drag Zhou Bai down with him.
The five-headed great Heavenly Demon let out a roar, intent on completely killing Zhao Shouyi in front of them.
"Kill them!"
"Crush them!"
But just at this mont, when all eyes were on him and everyone thought Zhou Bai was certainly going to die.
Zhou Bai suddenly turned his head back, glared angrily at the five-headed great Heavenly Demon before him, and bellowed, "Scram!"
At the sa ti, the Self-governing tal flying sword was already unsheathed, revealing rows upon rows, densely packed patterns on the blade, as if they contained the mysteries of the universe, emitting a profound and inscrutable aura.
In the instant they saw the Self-governing tal flying sword, the five-headed great Heavenly Demon simultaneously hesitated, their bodies sprouting hair, their eyes fixated on Zhou Bai.
The next mont, the flying sword paused slightly and then whooshed forward; concurrently, Zhou Bai's Primordial Spirit erged, dwelling in the flying sword, while his body was handed over to Christina.
After the flying sword was imbued with the Primordial Spirit, it accelerated fiercely, breaking five tis the speed of sound, appearing behind the Heavenly Demon like teleportation, causing sonic booms and blasts of air that swept across the battlefield.
In that instant, the five-headed great Heavenly Demon retreated explosively, chasing rapidly in the direction of the flying sword.
At the sa ti, along the way, more and more Heavenly Demons began to draw back, like a surging tide, chasing after the Self-governing tal flying sword with a roaring sound.
With a thunderous shout and a slash of the sword, tens of thousands of Heavenly Demons were forced back ten miles.
Watching Zhou Bai complete all this, countless people within West Mountain City were dumbfounded.
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