Chapter 166: Utterly Crushing the Demons

Chaos Divine Spirit Manual Listening to the Rain in an Old Dream 2382 words 2026-04-13 06:11:17

Is this kid genuinely an idiot, or is he just pretending? It would already be a miracle if he could handle one of them, yet he actually wants to take on several at once? Has his brain flooded or something? This was precisely what Dan Chen was thinking at the moment.

At the same time, he braced himself for a fight, fully expecting that he might have to rescue the fool shortly.

Meanwhile, Zeng Quan remained completely oblivious to the chaos unfolding outside, still fast asleep and unconscious.

As it turned out, Zeng Quan had been far too noisy along the way, prompting the ruthless Wind Fiend to simply knock him out.

"Did you guys skip lunch or something? Why is your strength so pathetic?" Lin Yanghao taunted. His protective talisman provided absolute, foolproof damage reduction, making it effortless to withstand attacks from cultivators in the Soul Formation stage.

"Brat, enough of your wild arrogance!" the various fiendish lords roared in fury. Lin Yanghao's attitude could no longer be described as merely looking down on them.

It was simply too insulting and overbearing!

Consequently, their subsequent onslaught grew even more fierce and overwhelming.

"Even a speck of fire dares to rival the bright moon in brilliance!" Lin Yanghao had not expected his words to provoke them into unleashing greater power, but it was merely an unexpected turn.

Even so, he did not care in the least.

After all, their strength was simply subpar!

During his previous battle with Ji Changhen, Lin Yanghao could be said to have completely thrashed him.

By now, Lin Yanghao understood that not all demonic cultivators were as monstrously abnormal as Lu Chen, and that ordinary demonic cultivators were much like regular human cultivators of the same realm.

Lu Chen's freakish strength was likely due to the cultivation technique he practiced, which was much like his own case.

"If every demonic cultivator were that monstrous, how are ordinary cultivators supposed to survive?" he thought to himself.

*Thud!* Shortly after, the Wind Fiend was sent flying by a blow from Lin Yanghao.

The Wind Fiend was Lin Yanghao's primary target because, out of everyone present, he had been the one shouting the loudest just moments ago.

If Lin Yanghao didn't hit him, who else was he going to hit?

"This is impossible... How could you possess such a monstrous and terrifying level of strength?" the Succubus muttered, finding it impossible to believe. A mere Core Formation cultivator was single-handedly fighting off several Soul Formation masters to a standstill.

The mere thought of it was terrifying; how could such a horrifying entity exist in this world?

Even the proud favorites of heaven from the great sects would probably have to lower their heads before him.

"What's so impossible about it? Your lord here is just this domineering. What are you going to do about it?"

"Brat, don't get too cocky! No matter how monstrous you are, so what? Before our major demonic sects, you are nothing more than an ant! Don't forget, you are currently in the Demon Sealing Continent, our turf. Do you really think you can escape the palm of our hands?" the Blue Fiend snarled viciously.

Pausing slightly, his eyes narrowed into sharp, piercing slits as he said in a deep voice, "So what? In my eyes, all of you so-called demonic sects are nothing more than trash!"

"You dare to humiliate our demonic sects? We demonic sects will fight you to the bitter death and tear your corpse into a thousand pieces!" the Blue Fiend shrieked angrily.

"I just humiliated you, what can you do about it? Demonic sects are trash, the demonic sects are absolute trash!" Lin Yanghao was hardly intimidated by his threats.

"You arrogant little wretch!" Rage boiled over within the Blue Fiend. Knowing full well that he was no match for Lin Yanghao, he nevertheless charged recklessly toward him.

"Safe journey, and don't expect a send-off!"

Just as the words left his lips, a deafening explosion echoed from the Blue Fiend's body, and in an instant, he dissolved into a mist of blood.

"Ah! The Thousand Soul Banner! Brat, you are truly vicious! Karmic retribution will haunt you forever!" As demonic cultivators, how could they possibly fail to recognize the infamous Thousand Soul Banner?

They never imagined that a righteous cultivator could be even more sinister and ruthless than demonic practitioners.

That was right; Lin Yanghao had just sucked his soul directly into the Thousand Soul Banner, depriving him even of the chance to be reincarnated.

This was the price for running one's mouth off in front of him.

An absolute silence fell over the surroundings.

The most stunned among them was undoubtedly Dan Chen. At this moment, his mouth was wide enough to swallow an entire chicken egg.

He even began to wonder if he was dreaming, as the scene felt far too surreal.

Was Lin Yanghao even human?

Based on the strength he had just displayed, Dan Chen felt he stood little chance of winning if he were to fight him right now.

No wonder he had been so completely unconcerned earlier—his supreme skill had given him the ultimate boldness.

No wonder he dared to venture into the Northern Domain; his strength was by no means inferior to his own.

Recalling how he had first met him when Lin Yanghao was only at the Foundation Establishment stage, and realizing how little time had passed—merely a few short months—his rate of cultivation was truly terrifying beyond measure.

At this thought, Dan Chen drew a sharp breath of cold air and didn't dare to think any further. If he were allowed to develop unchecked, who in this world could ever hope to be his match?

In this realm, he would likely become invincible.

"I really made a wise choice. Maintaining a good relationship with him is definitely the right move," Dan Chen thought happily to himself. If he stayed on Lin Yanghao's good side, ascending to the immortal realm once he reached a higher stage of cultivation might not be entirely impossible.

"I admit we are no match for you. I can return your companion to you, but you must let us go as well," the Wind Fiend struggled to his feet. Knowing that even if all of them pooled their strength, they wouldn't defeat Lin Yanghao, he had no choice but to compromise.

*As long as you've set foot in my Demon Sealing Continent, do you really think you'll walk out alive?* The Wind Fiend was actually planning to save his own skin first and exact vengeance later.

Once he managed to slip away, he had a hundred ways to make Lin Yanghao die a miserable death.

"Stop daydreaming. Do you really think a little trick like that can escape your lord's notice?" Lin Yanghao sneered with utter disdain.

Only an absolute idiot would let you walk away!

"What kind of tricks could I possibly have? I pledge my reputation as the Wind Fiend; every word I say is the absolute truth." He had to agree, didn't he?

Otherwise, forget about revenge—he wouldn't even be able to save his own neck.

"Do you even have any reputation to speak of?" Lin Yanghao wasn't about to fall for his nonsense.

Him? Daring to talk to him about character?

Don't make him laugh. If that guy had any character, sows could fly up to the heavens.

"You can doubt me, but you cannot question my personal integrity." The Wind Fiend was desperately exhausting every possible means to make Lin Yanghao believe him.

"Come, come, go find a puddle of urine and look at your current reflection. Is there even a shred of integrity left on you?"

"You... you..." The Wind Fiend was overcome with fury. How could there be such a shameless person in this world?

"What about me? Aren't you just waiting for me to let you go so you can come back and hunt me down?" Lin Yanghao's expression of knowing everything made the Wind Fiend want to burst into tears.

"Young hero, you're overthinking it. Although I, the Wind Fiend, am a demonic cultivator, how could I ever do such a thing?" The Wind Fiend no longer dared to address Lin Yanghao as a brat. Not only was the opponent's strength far superior to his own, but his life was currently in the other's hands, leaving him no room to act presumptuously.

"If you ask me, it's better to just slaughter all of you right here and now. It would be a permanent solution—quiet and untraceable. Who could possibly suspect Lin Yanghao? Even if word got out, nobody would believe it, right?" How could Lin Yanghao ever commit the folly of letting a tiger return to the mountain?