The Demon Lord of All Forms

Chapter 70 Disguise

Wu Yishu gripped the Golden Dawn Blade, her aura surging, and slashed down with the blade.

Wow!

The soaring, sharp blade light tore into the demonic energy with a tearing sound, like a red-hot iron piercing into ice and snow. The boundless demonic energy was easily cleaved open by this blade, creating a huge gap.

The rift continued to widen under the tearing of the golden blade light, eventually expanding to several meters wide.

The disciples of the two palaces filed out and left the great formation. Wu Yishu and Meng Nanyi also transformed into two streaks of light and flew out from the crack.

Sunlight streamed down again, shining on everyone and dispelling the gloom that had lingered for a moment.

But before anyone could even breathe a sigh of relief, the sky above them darkened.

A pitch-black demon palace hangs high in the sky, as large as a mountain, blotting out the sun. The walls of the demon palace are covered with twisted patterns that shimmer in the darkness, like countless eyes blinking. The gates of the demon palace are wide open, and the demonic energy in front of the gate condenses into a solid black platform.

There was a person standing on the platform.

With ink-black hair and a black robe, a delicate face, sword-like eyebrows that slanted upwards to his temples, and a faint, ambiguous smile at the corner of his mouth, this person was surrounded by thirteen dazzling sword lights, which darted and flowed like swimming fish, emitting a clear and melodious hum.

"I underestimated you two a bit." The young man chuckled and floated down from the platform, followed by hundreds of Demon Palace disciples with cold expressions. They scattered and surrounded the two palace disciples who had just broken out of the formation.

The young man landed several dozen feet in front of Wu Yishu and Meng Nanyi, his demeanor composed.

"Let me introduce myself. I am Shi Luosheng from the Heavenly Demon Palace. Greetings to my two senior sisters."

Shi Luosheng's gaze lingered on Meng Nanyi for a moment before turning to Wu Yishu, who was holding the Golden Dawn Blade, with a hint of mockery in his smile.

"You actually fell for such a simple trick. I really overestimated you before."

With a wave of his hand, Shi Luosheng summoned hundreds of demonic cultivators behind him to unleash their magical weapons, their aura surging like a tide, and they attacked the cultivators from the two palaces in an instant.

The glint of blades, the sharpness of swords, demonic energy, and will-o'-the-wisps filled the sky, turning the twilight into a chaotic mess of colors.

Without wasting words, Wu Yishu unleashed her Golden Dawn Blade, its golden light piercing the air, dazzling and brilliant, aimed at Shi Luosheng's head.

Shi Luosheng laughed loudly, and the thirteen sword lights surrounding him shrieked in unison, transforming into thirteen long rainbows that blasted towards the golden blade light.

The sword light clashed with the saber light, and layers of sword and saber light exploded, with a booming sound like thunder, causing rocks on Qiyun Mountain to fall down in a rustling sound.

Thirteen sword lights, like thirteen dragons, bared their fangs and claws, twisted and soared, and were extremely fierce, piercing towards Wu Yishu from all directions.

Wu Yishu wielded the Golden Dawn Blade, its blade flashing continuously, sweeping across the surroundings and sending longswords flying. Her swordsmanship was devoid of any superfluous movements; each strike precisely targeted the weak points of the sword light, causing the dragon-like sword light to stagger and sway. The thirteen longswords could not get close to her at all, only hovering and whistling a few feet away from Wu Yishu, unable to find any opening.

Seeing that Wu Yishu was being held back, Meng Nanyi was about to step forward to help when Shi Luosheng flicked his sleeve, and a monstrous demonic aura condensed, transforming into a ferocious dragon.

The dragon demon was wrapped in blazing white lightning, its eyes were like torches, and it roared loudly, its voice shaking the surrounding area, as it pounced on Meng Nanyi.

Meng Nanyi let out a delicate shout, and her ice crystal longsword slashed down, unleashing a burst of chilling energy that shattered the lightning arcs spewed from the mouth of the Heavenly Dragon Demon.

A cold wave spread through the void, freezing the surging demonic energy. But the Heavenly Dragon Demon swung its long tail, and arcs of electricity exploded, blocking Meng Nanyi, who was trying to jump out of the battle.

The dragon roared, and as its body writhed, countless bolts of lightning poured down, like white whips lashing at Meng Nanyi, completely blocking her path.

Gu Changyuan looked up at Wu Yishu and Meng Nanyi, who were being held back in the sky, and shook his head.

With a flick of his wrist, the sharp sword in his palm was drawn, its blue and white light weaving into a spiral that cleaved a demonic cultivator charging towards him in two.

Blood, flesh, and entrails were scattered all over the ground. The man let out only one scream before his voice fell silent.

Gu Changyuan's figure twisted amidst the sword light, dodging the three demonic sword lights that struck simultaneously from an eerie angle. The vortex-like cavern around him trembled, swallowing several demonic claws that came slapping at him, and the rolling demonic energy sank into the Great Ruins.

With a flick of his sleeve, a slashing blade of light was deflected by the power of Yin-Yang Reversal, returning along its original path and cleaving the demonic cultivator wielding the blade in two from shoulder to waist.

Gu Changyuan moved swiftly through the crowd, gradually retreating to the rear of the two palace disciples.

Looking around, the disciples of the White Tiger Palace and the Black Tortoise Palace have suffered many casualties. The disciples of the Demon Palace who appeared this time are far more powerful than the previous batch. They are basically all at the Dao Embryo Realm, and many of them are even at the Refining Spirit Realm.

Without the suppression of Wu Yishu and Meng Nanyi, the disciples of the two palaces gradually fell into a disadvantageous position, and could only barely form a defensive formation, with less and less room for counterattack.

In the sky, Wu Yishu and Meng Nanyi were ultimately unable to defeat their respective opponents in a short time. Shi Luosheng's thirteen sword lights were like thirteen mad dragons, relentlessly entangled Wu Yishu; Tianlong Demon was even more fearless, trading injuries for injuries, and holding off Meng Nanyi.

Gu Changyuan knew that he could only rely on himself in this situation.

The Sharp Arrow Sword once again slew another Demon Palace disciple at the Dao Embryo Realm, and billowing demonic energy surged into the Great Ruins.

Gu Changyuan looked around, a thought flashed through his mind, and demonic energy surged from his body, with arcs of electricity spreading from under his skin.

Gu Changyuan's body began to swell and deform, and the outline of his face became blurred and ferocious amidst the surging demonic energy. In the blink of an eye, he transformed into a demonic cultivator with a chilling aura.

Gu Changyuan's disguise was perfect, and none of the surrounding demonic disciples noticed.

Keeping his body low to the ground, Gu Changyuan used the chaos of battle as cover to gradually move away from the battlefield.

The shouts of battle around him gradually faded, and the flashing swords behind him grew farther and farther away. Gu Changyuan weaved through the shadows of the mountains, and after a moment, the outline of Qiyun Mountain had become a blurry dark shadow on the horizon.

Gu Changyuan landed beside a mountain stream, stopped, and looked back at the flashes of swords and blades that occasionally erupted between the distant mountains, pondering his experience of being surrounded and killed.

It's obvious that the Heavenly Demon Palace disciples from Qiyun Mountain were just bait, but what exactly was their purpose? To kill these disciples from both palaces? It wouldn't be of much benefit to the Heavenly Demon Palace. The Yellow Heaven Sect has tens of thousands of disciples; the death of a few dozen wouldn't shake their foundation. If the Heavenly Demon Palace wanted to deal with the Yellow Heaven Sect, they should have targeted the higher-ups.

As Gu Changyuan was thinking, he heard light footsteps behind him.

Turning around, Gu Changyuan narrowed his eyes as he looked at the person emerging from the shadows behind him.

The five people were dressed in black, their faces blurred as if shrouded in a thin mist. They had clearly used some kind of magical artifact to conceal their identities and did not want to reveal their true identities.

With a wave of his hand, the four people behind him each took out their magical weapons and attacked Gu Changyuan. The auras of these four people were not weak, and they were all at the Dao Embryo Realm.