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Chapter 1687: Fierce Battle with Demon Cultivators, Three Demon Lords – Part 2 Chapter 1687: Fierce Battle with Demon Cultivators, Three Demon Lords – Part 2 Editor: Henyee Translations It was as if a burning spear was held in his hand, turning into a storm, striking fiercely.

Opposite him, a demon cultivator’s eyes flared with intense fury.

He wielded a magic sword—an artifact that seed to be made from condensed demonic energy, possessing a life of its own.

As he swung the sword, it twisted and turned in an eerie fashion, resembling fluttering demonic wings, blocking the sky and earth.

The demonic energy surged, and a sharp cold light flashed, severing the void!

“It’s Lord Furious Blade Demon Lord!

We’re saved!” Upon seeing this, a group of demon cultivators cheered and shouted with excitent.

Their expressions were filled with fervor.

In the Demon Sect, powerful demon cultivators were revered as objects of faith, and among them, Furious Blade Demon Lord was one of the most prominent figures.

His mid-stage Immortal realm strength was unparalleled, and his personality was extrely arrogant.

He had gained a fearso reputation in the White Eagle Territory.

He was not originally from the Desolate Blood Gate but was a disciple of a sect that thrived on challenges.

Through countless battles, he accumulated incredible fa and was forcibly recruited by the Desolate Blood Gate, becoming one of their elders.

However, this did not suppress his arrogance.

Instead, it fueled it even more.

Using his identity as a demon cultivator, he frequently challenged Immortal Sects and slaughtered his opponents without hesitation, making others shudder in fear.

One of his most renowned battles occurred when he single-handedly fought against three Immortal realm cultivators and defeated them all, leaving them gravely injured!

“You’re quite strong, boy!

You’re to my liking!

I’ll devour you whole!” Furious Blade Demon Lord shouted with a wild look in his eyes.

As his magic sword cut through the air, its blade unleashed a torrential rain of energy.

It was as if black curtains appeared across the nine heavens, swallowing up the Immortal light.

With blood-red eyes, his body was seething with demonic blood, and he roared in utter arrogance.

Facing this, Yun Nanfeng felt an imnse pressure, but amid this danger, he did not panic.

Instead, he cald his mind and stood firm.

Having faced countless life-and-death crises, Yun Nanfeng had long since beco seasoned in battle.

In the face of Furious Blade Demon Lord’s powerful onslaught, he responded with unshakable composure.

He wielded his Purple Gold Treasure Pin, transford into a spear, blocking and striking with each move.

The power of the Purple Moon blazed as a wheel of energy ford around him, blocking the initial barrage of attacks.

“Mm?” This scene made Furious Blade Demon Lord pause for a mont.

His expression beca serious, and he began to regard Yun Nanfeng as a worthy opponent.

From his vast experience, he could tell that Yun Nanfeng was not as young as he seed, and he was a force to be reckoned with.

In an instant, his arrogance began to fade, and as their sharp gazes clashed in the void, he adjusted his battle stance and changed his tactics.

The battle between them escalated into a fierce confrontation.

Their mid-stage Immortal realm auras beca evident, with each of them constantly switching between offensive and defensive maneuvers.

The battle grew intense, with demonic energy and purple moonlight intertwining to form a giant star, ebbing and flowing as they tried to devour one another.

During this, Jiang Chengxuan chose not to intervene.

Instead, he manifested his Immortal realm, keeping his energy condensed, as though waiting for sothing.

He knew that the true threat from the Desolate Blood Gate had not yet arrived, and at any mont, they could launch a surprise attack.

For now, he stood as the pillar of the group, ready to deal with any looming threats.

“Hum—!

Hum—!” As Yun Nanfeng and his parents continued to clash with the demon cultivators, the battlefield shifted constantly, and the situation grew increasingly perilous.

Ti passed, and the number of demon immortals in the skies above steadily grew.

However, the new arrivals did not imdiately engage.

Instead, they stared down with wary eyes, watching with caution.

Below, Jiang Chengxuan stood unperturbed, his mid-stage Immortal realm aura now clearly revealed.

Behind him, a magnificent Immortal realm phenonon unfolded, blending the five elents, life and death, and the cycles of reincarnation.

The overwhelming power emanating from him sent a chill down the spines of many demon cultivators.

Additionally, there were powerful Immortal artifacts swirling around him—his black-and-white treasure orb hung like a star above him, while the Bodhi Lotus Lamp burned fiercely, casting down nectar.

The Primordial Chaos Sword stood beside him, its imnse aura surging upward toward the heavens.

Even the demonic beast transford from the Strife Demon Sword roared incessantly, shaking the void with its presence.

This scene was enough to make the demon immortals hesitate.

None dared to act rashly in the face of such overwhelming power, and instead, they waited in the heavens.

It was as though Jiang Chengxuan stood alone at the gates, immovable by a thousand foes!

“Ugh!” “Retreat!

We must go back!” Finally, a decision was made.

One group of demon immortals, who had been battling against Qingfeng Xuanzun and Ziyao Xuanzun, were forced into retreat after a prolonged battle.

These demon immortals had been no match for the elder pair’s impeccable coordination.

Despite their best efforts, they were overwheld and grievously injured, forcing them to fall back toward the demonic mountain range in the skies.

Out of caution, and fearing the reinforcents arriving from all directions, Qingfeng Xuanzun and Ziyao Xuanzun did not pursue.

The mont they turned around, they hurried to join Yun Nanfeng and assist in his battle with Furious Blade Demon Lord.

The battle was fiercer in that direction, with the sky already torn open by countless chasms, demonic energy swirling, and purple flas raging over the cracks.

“Hmph!

I haven’t lost yet!” Furious Blade Demon Lord, realizing that Yun Nanfeng’s parents were joining the battle, imdiately ceased his offensive.

With a fierce remark, he pulled back and flew toward the heavens.

He had underestimated Yun Nanfeng’s strength and realized that he was at a disadvantage in this fight.

Not wanting to lose his reputation, he found a reason to retreat and vanished into the skies.

“Whoosh—!” For a brief mont, the battles ca to a halt, with only the sound of a roaring wind filling the void like a ghostly wail.

In the midst of the chaos, Yun Nanfeng and his parents regrouped with Jiang Chengxuan, the four of them standing tall and united once again, ready to face the massive demonic mountain range in the sky.

At this point, the vast majority of the Desolate Blood Gate’s demon immortals had arrived, with only the final three missing.

“You dare to offend the Desolate Blood Gate?

Do you know the consequences?” A booming voice echoed from the heavens, breaking the demonic energy and opening a path.

A figure slowly descended from the ominous clouds, radiating an aura of dominance.

Wearing a robe adorned with the faces of countless beasts, it was none other than Beast Cang Mozun, one of the Desolate Blood Gate’s grand elders!

“Today, you will die!

I will show you the might of the Desolate Blood Gate!” Before the oppressive aura even dissipated, another demon lord descended from the sky.

He was enormous, like a giant, with long fur covering his body, red hair, and fangs—this was Blood Drinking Demon Lord, another grand elder of the Desolate Blood Gate!

Without a doubt, he was at the late stage of Immortal realm, and his blood energy was so dense that it seed almost tangible, making the pressure in the atmosphere even heavier!

“The na of the Desolate Blood Gate shall not be desecrated!” Then, the final grand elder of the Desolate Blood Gate appeared, a withered figure draped in a black robe, like a ghostly specter.

His na was Ten Thousand Ghosts Demon Lord, and his strength was not to be underestimated.

In an instant, the four of them—Jiang Chengxuan and his companions—recognized the identities of these terrifying figures.

Looking up at the three demon lords standing atop the demonic mountain range, it was as though three gods had descended.

Their overwhelming auras shook the heavens, creating a dead silence that filled the world with demonic energy!

Three late-stage Immortal realm cultivators!

This kind of lineup could only be seen in a Golden Immortal-level sect.

Each of them was an ancient figure, once famous in the old realms, and now, they stood just a step away from the highest level of power.

These demon lords, each bearing countless blood debts and having sacrificed nurous souls, were the epito of terror!