The demon cultivators and devil heads in the Demon-Sealing Pagoda looked at each other in dismay. They never expected the chance to escape would vanish in an instant, and the Black Dragon True Person had seized the opportunity.
However, a crafty devil head quickly rolled his eyes and rushed toward the spot where Black Dragon True Person had sat. If they occupied this place, they might still have a chance to escape when the crack reappeared.
Several demon cultivators and devil heads even fought over this position within the pagoda.
"Enough! All of you, get out!"
Suddenly, a majestic voice resounded in the Demon-Sealing Pagoda.
At the sound, all demon cultivators and devil heads stopped their struggle, turning to look behind them with bated breath.
A burly demon cultivator swaggered forward, wearing a skull necklace around his chest, with a ferocious appearance and two dragon horns on his forehead.
"This place belongs to me now. All of you, stay away!"
"It's the Dragon-Horned Demon King! Make way quickly!"
"The Dragon-Horned Demon King has taken a fancy to this spot—we have no chance!"
"Leave now if you don't want to be devoured. Offending the Dragon-Horned Demon King means death!"
...
Wherever the demon cultivator went, others hurriedly made way, not daring to meet his gaze.
The Dragon-Horned Demon King冷哼 (snorted coldly), then sat cross-legged directly where the crack had vanished.
He had once been a Myriad Transformations Realm expert, but after being wounded by human cultivators, his cultivation fell to the Purple Mansion Realm. Although weakened after being refined by thunder in the Demon-Sealing Pagoda for hundreds of years, he still possessed the strength of the Sixth Rank of the Purple Mansion, overwhelming all demon cultivators and devil heads in the pagoda's lower level.
Thus, no one dared to compete with him for this "auspicious spot" that might allow escape from the pagoda. With the crack present, there would be many chances to escape, but life was only one. If they angered the Dragon-Horned Demon King and were devoured, they would truly die.
The Dragon-Horned Demon King had maintained his Sixth Rank of the Purple Mansion cultivation for hundreds of years by devouring other demon cultivators and devil heads. To prevent being attacked in a group, he devoured one person every few years, always ensuring his combat power surpassed others in the pagoda.
Seeing the Dragon-Horned Demon King occupy the spot where the crack appeared, the rest could only leave disgruntled.
...
Outside the Demon-Sealing Pagoda, a wisp of demonic energy surged out from the crack Lin Yu had created. The energy gradually took human form, and Black Dragon True Person emerged from the demonic mist, letting out a low,畅快 (relieved) sigh.
"Demon-Sealing Pagoda, after suppressing me for so many years, I've finally escaped today!"
"Great Han Royal Family, I will settle the blood debt of your suppression! I will turn the Great Han Imperial City into a sea of blood!"
Black Dragon True Person laughed in a suppressed, maniacal voice. The Great Han Royal Family had deepDetails, surely hiding Purple Mansion realm experts or even Myriad Transformations Realm powerhouses. Alerting them would be troublesome.
Caution was key. He planned to leave the imperial city first, find remote cities for blood sacrifices, and return for revenge once his cultivation was sufficient.
"Would you like to know why a crack appeared in the Demon-Sealing Pagoda to let you escape?"
"Why?"
A voice came from behind Black Dragon True Person. He instinctively replied, then his face changed drastically as he spun around.
Lin Yu walked out from the shadows with a smile, saying calmly, "Because I created that crack."
"So it's you?"
Seeing no spiritual energy fluctuations from Lin Yu, Black Dragon True Person relaxed. He grinned and said, "Well, you can be considered my benefactor. When I blood sacrifice the imperial city, I will spare your life."
Before his words fell, he tried to step away.
"Don't you want to know why I created a crack in the Demon-Sealing Pagoda to let邪魔 (demonic fiends) like you escape?"
To his surprise, Lin Yu blocked his path without any intention of yielding.
"Do you want to拜我为师 (become my disciple) and follow me in cultivation?"
Frowning, Black Dragon True Person waved his hand: "I just escaped from the Demon-Sealing Pagoda and haven't recovered my cultivation. I have no intention of accepting disciples for now. Step aside. When I return to blood sacrifice the imperial city, I will accept you as my disciple and teach you my skills."
Lin Yu shook his head with a smile: "No, I just want to borrow your life for my cultivation."
"Presumptuous!"
Rage flared in Black Dragon True Person's eyes as he狞笑道 (grinned ferociously), "Kill me? Although the Demon-Sealing Pagoda has worn down my cultivation, dealing with you is easy. I haven't tasted blood in a long time—you'll be my first meal today!"
Before his words ended, Black Dragon True Person raised his hand and grabbed at Lin Yu. A dark cloud surged from his palm, forming a black dragon that pounced toward Lin Yu.
Lin Yu shook his head and chuckled, raising his hand to grasp the dragon mid-air. The dragon instantly seemed to be choked, trapped and unable to move. Cracks spread across its body like a broken porcelain vase pieced back together, and it disintegrated inch by inch before Black Dragon True Person's eyes, vanishing in an instant.
Black Dragon True Person was stunned, then his face contorted with anger: "Very good! It seems the outside world has forgotten the might of Black Dragon True Person. Today, I'll show you my power!"
As his words fell, a dragon's roar thundered from within Black Dragon True Person's body. Simultaneously, the terrifying pressure of a Purple Mansion realm expert surged toward Lin Yu.
However, this pressure, which could碾成血雾 (crush Innate realm warriors into blood mist), felt like a gentle breeze to Lin Yu, having no effect.
"Die!"
Black Dragon True Person roared沉声 (solemnly), pushing out both palms. Dark mist surged from his body, forming nine coiling black dragons that attacked Lin Yu from all directions, enshrouding him like an inescapable net.
The nine black dragons condensed from dark mist carried incomparable might, shattering stone bricks and leaving deep gullies spreading toward Lin Yu.
A faint smile played on Lin Yu's lips. He raised his hand and unleashed a cyan-glowing sword intent. The Wind Sword Intent was as sharp as a cyan rainbow, swirling around him. Wherever the intent passed, the black dragons' heads fell, and their bodies collapsed into dark mist.
"Pur... Purple Mansion realm sword cultivator?"
Shock filled Black Dragon True Person's face. He never expected to encounter such a terrifying sword cultivator after escaping the pagoda. Even hundreds of years ago, Purple Mansion realm sword cultivators who could comprehend sword intent were rare, each a peerless genius capable of defeating higher-ranked opponents.
With martial arts declining now, the Great Han Royal Family could still nurture such a genius—theirDetails was indeed profound!
"Escape! I'll die if I don't escape now!"
Black Dragon True Person only wanted to flee as far as possible. Before he could react, a cyan light whistled past. He looked down in disbelief, finding his heart pierced by sword intent, blood flowing from the wound.
Raising his head to look at Lin Yu, he狞笑道 (grinned ferociously), "You... can't kill me! I received the Demon God's blessing. Even if you tear me to pieces, I can regenerate! Why do you think they imprisoned me in the Demon-Sealing Pagoda instead of killing me? When I recover, I'll blood sacrifice your entire clan! Just you wait!"