As he walked, Lin Xiaofei witnessed everything before him, seeing the corpses of demonic cultivators and monsters lying everywhere in the passageways of the stone caves, and muttered to himself:
The White Tiger clan's demon beasts must still be fighting against the demon army, right?
As he passed through one stone cave after another, the violent shaking became clearer and clearer, and the sounds of battle echoed between the caves.
His heart raced, for he knew he was getting closer to the heart of the battle.
As they moved forward, Lin Xiaofei noticed that the air in the cave was filled with a large amount of black demonic energy.
These demonic energies, like a strange cloud, drifted slowly.
They seemed to have a life of their own, sometimes coalescing and sometimes dispersing, adding a touch of mystery and a terrifying atmosphere to the entire cave.
Lin Xiaofei watched the demonic energy warily, knowing that the presence of demonic energy meant that there were a large number of demonic cultivators ahead.
Despite his wariness, this only fueled his curiosity.
He mobilized the spiritual energy within his body and unleashed a misty domain, enveloping his entire body within it.
A thick layer of mist emanated from him, quickly spreading and completely concealing his figure.
Under the cover of the mist, Lin Xiaofei moved quickly through the passage of the stone cave, his steps light yet firm.
He seemed to transform into a ghost, drifting about so elusively that he was not easily noticed by others.
Before long, he arrived inside a huge spatial cave.
The sight before him made his eyes widen; ahead, countless figures were engaged in fierce combat.
The sounds of magical artifacts clashing with spells echoed throughout the stone cave. In the void, spiritual light flickered everywhere, and dazzling spells intertwined to create a breathtaking scene of a great battle.
Lin Xiaofei quietly observed the battle scene ahead, a hint of surprise in his eyes.
After watching for a while, a sense of surprise welled up in his heart, and he thought to himself:
"That group of cultivators over there, they must be from the Spirit Elephant Sect?"
While observing the scene of the battle, he saw a group of cultivators fighting fiercely, including seven or eight cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage.
These Nascent Soul stage cultivators almost all released sword energy during their battles with demons and monsters, and this sword energy was capable of breaking through all laws with a single strike.
Lin Xiaofei thought of the sword energy he had used, which was the same spell he had just learned. He became even more certain that the Nascent Soul stage cultivators in one corner of the battlefield were from the Spirit Elephant Sect.
At the same time, he also saw several Nascent Soul stage cultivators dressed in the robes of the Beast Devouring Sect.
Some of these cultivators were fighting against demonic beasts, while others were engaged in bloody battles with demonic cultivators. Their goal seemed to be to seize the rare and precious materials of the White Tiger Clan.
These cultivators each unleashed their spells with extremely frenzied methods, as if they all wanted to kill each other.
Cultivators, demonic cultivators, and demon kings all engaged in battle, entering a chaotic melee with exceptionally intense fighting.
When the demonic cultivators fought against the demon king, they were frequently struck by the countless spells that rained down from the sky, and subsequently perished.
The surrounding stone walls and the ground were covered in a bloody mess.
The air was filled with a strong stench of blood, demonic energy, monster energy, and spiritual energy; the various energies intertwined, making it feel suffocating.
Lin Xiaofei looked up at the towering stone cave, thousands of feet high, and saw two figures. One black and one white figure collided at lightning speed like shooting stars.
Their speed was as fast as lightning, leaving afterimages in the air, making it difficult for Lin Xiaofei to see their exact appearance.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The two figures emitted astonishing spiritual energy fluctuations during their collision, like a raging storm, causing the entire stone cave to tremble.
"So strong!"
The spiritual energy wave spread outwards like ripples, also impacting Lin Xiaofei, making him feel a powerful and mysterious force.
Suddenly, the two figures, one in black and one in white, descended from the void at an extremely fast speed.
They crashed to the ground with tremendous force, like meteorites.
Rumble!
Cracks appeared in the ground, the earth split open, as if the ground could not withstand the landing of the two figures.
At the same time, a huge storm arose on the ground, spreading rapidly in all directions, causing the entire cave to shake violently.
When the two figures landed on the ground without colliding again, Lin Xiaofei finally saw their true identities.
A white figure appeared; it was the leader of the White Tigers. Its body was enormous, its snow-white fur gleaming, majestic and powerful.
At this moment, it coughed up blood, collapsed to the ground, motionless and lifeless, clearly dead.
The black figure was the Demon King. Although he was not dead, he was seriously injured and coughing up black blood.
boom!
The Demon King landed heavily on the ground, glanced at the white tiger's corpse, and seeing that the white tiger was not moving, he struggled to sit up and cross-legged.
At this moment, the Demon King closed his eyes, circulated his demonic energy, and began to heal his injuries.
Although fighting was still going on in the distance, the aftershocks of that battle did not reach him.
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