The demonic cultivator's gaze swept over the crowd, and he continued, "
Why don't we go down and take a look?
Although this desert trap is bottomless, with our skills, we should be able to slowly descend along the stone walls of this desert pit without any problem.
"Then, we can not only kill the Black God True Lord together, but also loot the treasures inside this cave."
His words revealed a resolute determination, as if he had already made up his mind.
The other demonic cultivators nodded in agreement.
They knew all too well that in this cruel world of cultivation, opportunity and danger often coexisted.
If we don't take the risk, we might miss a great opportunity.
So, the group of demonic cultivators unleashed their demonic energy, which adhered to the stone wall and carefully descended slowly down it.
The darkness within the desert trap seemed to be devouring their courage, but their greed and thirst for power propelled them forward...
Soon, more than thirty demonic cultivators descended into the desert trap, and they were shocked by the sight before them.
The desert cave was incredibly spacious and interconnected, resembling a giant maze.
One of the demonic cultivators, known as the Bloodlight Demon Lord, glanced around and a smile appeared on his face. He said excitedly, "
Esteemed Demon Lords, this sand and rock cave exudes a powerful spiritual light.
"Look, those shimmering spiritual lights near those stone walls in the distance are clearly spirit materials of grade three or higher!"
His words caused a stir among the other demonic cultivators, whose greedy eyes were drawn to the places that were shimmering with spiritual light.
"It seems this really is the cave of that Nascent Soul cultivator. Perhaps there are even more precious treasures hidden here."
Another demonic cultivator echoed this.
"Let's split up and search quickly, but be careful of potential traps and restrictions."
Someone reminded me.
Their hearts were filled with anticipation and nervousness, hoping to find powerful treasures here to enhance their strength...
Suddenly, the expression on the face of one of the thin-faced demon lords changed slightly, and he spoke up:
Wait, don't forget why we're here.
Our goal is to kill that Black God True Monarch!
At this moment, a fat demon lord stepped forward and echoed, "
Yes, we must avenge our fallen demon brethren!
Immediately, the expressions of the many demon lords changed slightly, revealing a hint of solemnity, and they all nodded in agreement.
“Alright, let’s go find the Black God True Lord first, kill him, and then search for the treasures in this cave.”
As they spoke, they began to explore the desert cave.
Soon, they saw three figures in the distance inside a huge cave.
One of the figures was sitting cross-legged above a small sword that shimmered with spiritual light, while four sand demons surrounded the sword.
Although the four sand demons stood there quietly, the sand and dust aura and demonic energy emanating from them were overwhelming, and each sand demon carried an aura of solemnity.
"We've found the Black God True Monarch! Let's go, let's kill him now!"
"A demonic cultivator said in a low voice."
Wait!
Look, the Black God True Monarch sits quietly in the sky, and below him are four sand demons, each of which is at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage.
The aura emanating from that sand demon was stronger than ours.
"Another demonic cultivator spoke."
Why were those four sand demons below the Black God True Monarch?
Are they helping the Black God Lord reclaim that treasure?
"Yes, those four sand demons are clearly quite powerful."
"What are we afraid of? There are many of us. Do you think we're afraid of those four sand demons and the Black God True Monarch?"
"That's right!"
With so many of us, are we really afraid of them?
"kill!"
"kill!"
In an instant, shouts of battle erupted, and numerous demon lords spread their arms, their bodies radiating overwhelming demonic energy.
The demonic energy gathered together, transforming into a long river of black energy that surged towards Lin Xiaofei like a raging torrent.
rustle!
Whew! Whew!
Suddenly, a fierce wind arose in the desert rock cave, and sand and dust filled the sky.
This powerful force seemed to tear everything apart, giving people an overwhelming sense of pressure.
Hearing the deafening shouts of battle, Zhao Zichuan was startled. Turning his head, he saw overwhelming demonic energy surging towards them like a raging tide. He exclaimed in alarm, "
"Oh no! Brother, another demonic cultivator is here!"
The old man from Bishan frowned slightly, grabbed Zhao Zichuan's shoulder, and with a flash, quickly dodged the oncoming demonic energy.
Lin Xiaofei, sitting cross-legged in the void, frowned slightly, glanced around, and muttered:
The group of rats finally arrived.
Without hesitation, he mobilized the spiritual energy within his body, and instantly an invisible force, namely spiritual power, seemed to transform into a giant palm, striking towards the overwhelming demonic energy.
Immediately afterwards, the four sand demons below seemed to sense the danger and took action.
Towering sand and dust rose into the sky, forming a terrifying sandstorm, crashing headlong into the overwhelming demonic energy.
Boom! Boom!
The overwhelming demonic energy and invisible spiritual power collided with the sandstorm pillars that resembled tornadoes.
In an instant, inspiration exploded and demonic light scattered.
Rumble!
In a short while, the three enormous forces collided with each other, releasing astonishing shockwaves that rippled outwards.
Rumble!
Instantly, dust filled the air, the surrounding stone walls cracked, and the cave began to slowly collapse, burying the group of demonic cultivators in the cave passage on the other side.
Standing in a corner, Zhao Zichuan's eyes lit up, and he said gloatingly:
"These damned demonic cultivators, I hope they're either drowned in this sand cave or devoured by these four sand demons!"
The old man from Bishan spoke up:
Those demonic cultivators possessed immense power; the collapse of this sand and rock cave alone probably wouldn't drown them.
However, these four sand demons were surprisingly capable, managing to contend with this group of demonic cultivators.
They stood at a distance, watching the chaotic scene with surprise and anticipation.
Deep within the sandstorm, a life-or-death struggle continues...
"These damned demonic cultivators actually interfered with my control of the Xuan Guang Sword."
Lin Xiaofei spoke in a low voice, then continued to sit cross-legged in the void, frantically mobilizing his spiritual power within his body.
The spiritual energy flowed continuously into the Xuan Guang Sword on the stone table below, like an invisible net.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
The Xuan Guang Sword hummed, its surface shimmering with light.
As spiritual energy entered the Xuan Guang Sword, the network of spiritual energy within the sword expanded rapidly, seemingly covering the sky.
Soon, without realizing it, the network of spiritual energy touched upon the crucial step—spiritual consciousness.
The spiritual consciousness seemed to transform into a ray of light, cleverly dodging the net of spiritual power the instant it touched it.
Its movements were like a beam of light, piercing through the void and quickly dodging away, as if afraid of being enveloped by the net of spiritual energy.
Lin Xiaofei frowned, sighing inwardly:
The spiritual awareness of this Xuan Guang Sword is remarkably high.
Without hesitation, he focused his attention again, trying to adjust the angle and speed of the spiritual energy net in order to capture that agile spiritual consciousness.
However, his spiritual senses seemed to always anticipate his movements, dodging them time and time again, causing his efforts to repeatedly fail.
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