Chương 188: Two Great Demon Gods

Whoohoo!

Waves of oppressive power emanated from Fang Yang, spreading outwards in all directions. The ultimate pressure of the Great Luo realm descended, forcing Lie Shanqing to retreat a considerable distance.

Fang Yang's Great Luo Perfection is fundamentally different from the Great Luo Perfection of others.

The other people's Great Luo Perfection is because that's the level they can cultivate to. Fang Yang's Great Luo Perfection is because that's the ultimate Great Luo realm.

As Lie Shanqing sensed Fang Yang's magical power, his expression changed drastically.

He asked himself, his cultivation was not weak, but compared to Fang Yang, he was utterly powerless. Fang Yang wouldn't even need three moves to suppress him.

Only after meeting Fang Yang did he realize that the gap between two Great Luo Golden Immortals could be so vast.

In the Yin Cave of Mount Taibai, Gu Huo and the Eight Spirits were reminiscing about the past and the heyday of the demon race.

The Guhuo Demon God has an eerie and unconventional appearance, full of androgynous beauty. Although she is a powerful male, it is difficult to tell whether she is male or female.

This person had long, glossy black hair cascading down his back, slightly narrowed phoenix eyes, lips like flames, and a perpetually wicked smile on his lips.

The image of the Eight Spirits is more demonic; it has a human body, but eight lion heads are stuck around its neck like flower garlands.

If you pry open his eight lion heads to reveal the middle part, you can see that there is a small fleshy bud growing in the middle of the eight lion heads. It seems that this is the prototype of the ninth lion head.

Once this lion's head is cultivated, the Eight Spirits Primordial Saint can advance to the Nine Spirits Primordial Saint.

"Brother Qiling, you've caused quite a mess this time. You've outmaneuvered the Jie Sect, the human race, and the demon race."

The demon god Guhuo appeared to be blaming the Eight Spirits Primordial Saint, but in reality, she envied him. The Eight Spirits Primordial Saint's contributions were truly immense; if Dijun and Taiyi were still alive, they would certainly have rewarded him handsomely.

The Eight Spirits Primordial Saint waved his hand, and the third lion-headed figure spoke up: "It's a pity that the White Ze Demon Saint is still unwilling to come out of the mountains. If he were willing to step forward, the other nine Demon Saints would also reappear in the primordial world."

With ten demon saints gathered, even that traitor Kunpeng would have to give way. Then, we can welcome back the Tenth Prince, support his ascension to the throne, and restore the glory of our demon race!

The demon god and the demon saint have different attitudes toward the demon-summoning banner.

The Ten Demon Saints have the potential to reach the late stage of Quasi-Saint. If it weren't for their incomplete True Spirits, they would have already broken through to the late stage of Quasi-Saint.

Therefore, the Ten Demon Saints harbored deep hatred for Di Jun and Tai Yi, who had seized their true spirits.

The luck and merit of the demon gods are much worse; they even have difficulty breaking through to the Quasi-Saint realm, let alone the late Quasi-Saint stage.

In their eyes, the entry of a true spirit into the Demon-Summoning Banner was an unparalleled honor, proof of their loyalty to Dijun and Taiyi.

Therefore, after the demon race was defeated, many demon gods became remnants of the old regime, and they were determined to push Lu Ya to the throne of the demon emperor.

Upon hearing this, the Guhuo Demon God also fell into deep thought while holding the wine bottle.

He longed to welcome Lu Ya back, and to rebuild the demon race. However, the Kunpeng Ancestor had always been eyeing Lu Ya covetously. Without the support of the Ten Great Demon Saints, Lu Ya could not have become the second Demon Emperor.

Thinking of the predicament faced by the demon race, and his own repeated experiences of being besieged by the human race, the Guhuo Demon God's face grew increasingly bitter.

Just then, an unparalleled force blasted in from the outside, causing the entire Mount Taibai to tremble violently, and cracks to appear in the rock walls of the Extreme Yin Cave.

The demon god Guhuo clenched his right hand tightly, shattering the wine bottle in his hand. He suddenly opened his eyes, a sharp glint flashing in them: "Not good, someone is attacking Mount Taibai!"

"Such formidable strength! A single strike shattered the mountain-protecting formation. This aura of magical power... no, it's from a disciple of the Jie Sect!"

The eight lion heads of the Eight Spirits Primordial Saint raised their heads at the same time, and the whole person became energetic.

Just as the two demon gods rose, a furious roar echoed through the Extreme Yin Cave: "Gu Huo, Eight Spirits Primordial Saint, come out and face your death!"

The sound, like rolling thunder, pierced through the restrictions of the Extreme Yin Cave and reached the ears of the two demon gods. Sensing the orthodox Xuanmen Qi contained in the sound, the two demon gods were greatly alarmed.

This power reminded them of the Tongtian Sect Leader during the Zixiao Palace era.

When the Tongtian Sect Leader was at the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, he unleashed a similar power. No, it should be said that it was a level stronger than Fang Yang's.

At that time, the Tongtian Sect Leader single-handedly slaughtered dozens of Great Luo Perfection experts.

Although Fang Yang's power was not comparable to that of the Tongtian Sect Leader at the time, he had reached about 90% of the Tongtian Sect Leader's level.

The Tongtian Sect Leader was a direct descendant of Pangu, whose lineage far surpassed that of ordinary innate deities. Fang Yang, at the same cultivation level, possessed ninety percent of his power. Just how powerful was he?

"How could such a powerful being emerge within the Jie Sect in this era?"

Before even seeing Fang Yang in person, the two demon gods were already trembling with fear. Having witnessed the prowess of the Tongtian Sect Leader, they absolutely dared not face a second one.

While the two demon gods were still hesitating and wavering, Fang Yang had already made the decision for them.

Boom!

After a loud explosion, the Extreme Yin Cave collapsed. A massive magical hand gripped the mountainside, tearing open the cave's dome and plunging into its depths.

Both demon gods sensed that space was beginning to condense, and the surrounding time was turning into waves that launched an attack on them.

Waves of terrifying magical power reverberated within the Extreme Yin Cave, shattering the entire cavern into cosmic dust.

Under Fang Yang's magical pressure, the two demon gods were like lone boats on a vast ocean, swaying from side to side, making it difficult for them to even stand.

The Guhuo Demon God never expected that he would encounter such a terrifying opponent. If it were just a human Great Luo Immortal, he could still hold his own, but with such a powerful being suddenly appearing, he had absolutely no confidence.

"escape!"

Almost instantly, the Guhuo Demon God made his decision.

boom!

To the utter bewilderment of the Eight Spirits, the body of the Guhuo Demon God suddenly collapsed without warning. At the same time, a phantom figure emerged from the Guhuo Demon God's body, traversing a parallel space to reality and swiftly escaping.

"Brother Gu Huo, you..."

The Eight Spirits Primordial Saint wanted to stop the Gu Huo Demon God and have him join forces against the enemy. However, the Gu Huo Demon God did not stop. He left behind the words, "Brother Seven Spirits, may you have good fortune. I will cultivate diligently and avenge you after I attain Quasi-Sainthood," and then disappeared.

The Eight Spirits Primordial Saint was dumbfounded. He and the Guhuo Demon God were brothers from the same kalpa. Had the Guhuo Demon God just abandoned him like this?

However, the Eight-Spirit Primordial Saint had no time to argue with the Guhuo Demon God. His eight lion heads roared simultaneously, and eight beams of divine light shot out from them, attempting to create a gap in Fang Yang's magical power.

Unfortunately, he couldn't do it.

Fang Yang's magical power was of extremely high quality. With the blessing of the Zhou Tian Divine Gang, his magical power was even harder than the innate essence stone, and the magical power of the Eight Spirits Primordial Saint could not cut through it at all.

"No!"

The Eight Spirits Saint's eyes were bloodshot with rage. He could only watch helplessly as the magical hand closed, his mind blank with no other thoughts.