All of them were firm and resolute people, and since they had made up their minds, they naturally wouldn’t delay. With Wen Zishan in the lead, the 14 army’s Emperor Realms all retreated towards the mountain valley. As they passed by Yang Kai, each of them spoke carefully and respectfully.
In the blink of an eye, everyone in front of the valley had left, leaving Yang Kai alone.
On the other hand, he wore a smile on his face as he stood by his side with his spear, facing the millions of Demon Race soldiers without the slightest change in expression.
The army in front of him was in an uproar as countless Demon Race masters glared at Yang Kai. Although this human in front of them had displayed extraordinary combat strength and even killed a Half-Saint on the spot, he still dared to act so arrogantly at this moment.
In front of the army, dozens of High-Rank Demon Kings had sinister looks on their faces as they communicated with each other with their Divine Senses before suddenly charging forward.
Demonic Qi surged as the Demon Artifact’s power burst forth. Before the Demon King at the front could even approach, the Demon Artifact’s light had already enveloped Yang Kai.
No matter how strong Yang Kai was, he was still alone. So what if he was comparable to a Half-Saint? In front of the millions of Demon Race soldiers, even a Half-Saint would have to retreat.
With a loud bang, countless attacks landed on Yang Kai’s body, instantly submerging him. Under everyone’s watchful eyes, Yang Kai didn’t even try to dodge and was directly struck by the power of the Demon Artifacts.
Many of the Demon Race’s masters were overjoyed, and the Demon Kings who rushed towards Yang Kai also became excited. Yang Kai was acting so arrogantly, and although it was true that he didn’t put anyone in his eyes, it was also something they were happy to see. After being hit by so many attacks, even if this guy was lucky enough to survive, he would inevitably be seriously injured.
But before they could finish their thought, Yang Kai’s figure suddenly faded, seemingly real and illusory. The countless attacks passed through his body and struck towards his back, but none of them caused him any harm.
The Demon Kings couldn’t help widening their eyes.
At the same time, Yang Kai’s figure solidified once more as he reached out to grab the Azure Dragon Spear and thrust it forward.
This spear strike was ordinary and not too fast, allowing everyone to clearly see it, but when this spear was thrust out, the several dozen High-Rank Demon Kings all wore shocked expressions, all of them having the illusion that this spear was stabbing towards them.
The power of this spear seemed to ignore the barriers of space as a miserable scream rang out.
When the Demon Kings came back to their senses, they immediately discovered that Yang Kai’s spear had already struck a figure.
The figure was pierced by the long spear and the tip of the spear stabbed out from his back. His entire body was hanging from the spear as he struggled, but how could he escape?
A chill ran down the spine. The one hanging on the spear was none other than their companion, several dozen High-Rank Demon Kings were present, but none of them had been able to clearly see how he had been struck.
However, there was no time to think about this now. In an instant, many Demon Kings had already rushed towards Yang Kai, and in an instant, the sky, the ground, and all around him were completely surrounded. One Demon King after another activated their Demonic Qi, the Sand Demon burrowed into the ground, the Shadow Demon closed in, the Stone Demon and Strength Demon swung its fists, or summoned its Demon Artifact. The Bone Demon raised its hand and its five fingers flew out, transforming into five ghastly skulls. The Corpse Demon opened its mouth and spat out a thick Corpse Poison, while the Flame Demon controlled the Flame and slashed towards Yang Kai.
With a series of clanging sounds, other than the dozen or so Demon Race cultivators who had surrounded Yang Kai, no one could see what was happening in the middle of the battlefield. They could only see figures flying about, sparks flying in all directions.
From time to time, a Demon King would let out a miserable scream and fly backwards, a giant hole appearing on his body.
The terrifying attack only lasted for less than ten breaths of time, and when that ring of spear shadows burst out, all the Demon Kings either took the initiative to retreat or were sent flying, causing the world to suddenly become empty.
In front of the mountain valley, Yang Kai’s body was bathed in blood and his ragged clothes were in tatters. His hair was dishevelled and his eyes, which were covered by his long hair, were glowing red. Kneeling on the ground, half of the spear in his hand had been stabbed into the ground.
Blood oozed out from the ground as if there was a pool of blood underground.
Yang Kai raised his spear and brought out a hidden Sand Demon from the ground. The spear pierced through the Sand Demon’s front and back, and when he was dragged out, the Sand Demon’s face showed a look of pain. With a flick of his spear, the Sand Demon exploded into pieces, its corpse falling to the ground before turning into gravel.
A chill ran down everyone’s spines, and all of the Demon Race masters who saw this scene immediately fell silent.
The High-Rank Demon Kings looked at each other, their faces even more gloomy.
Dozens of High-Rank Demon Kings had rushed forward, but even with such a powerful lineup, they were still unable to kill Yang Kai. So what if he was injured? In that short ten breaths of time, at least three High-Rank Demon Kings had died and seven or eight had been injured.
This guy in front of them was actually able to block a round of attacks from dozens of High-Rank Demon Kings by himself.
If it was a Half-Saint doing such a thing, it wouldn’t be surprising, but Yang Kai was just a High-Rank Demon King! This kind of thing was quite unbelievable.
Before facing Yang Kai head-on, they hadn’t noticed anything, but now that they're actually fighting him, they realized just how terrifying this spear was. Not only was it incomparably sharp, but it also exuded a great pressure, causing one to be unable to exert their full strength.
With a soft whoosh, everyone’s hearts jumped as a streak of light shot towards Yang Kai.
This light sound seemed to be a signal, and soon after, a series of ‘Whoosh whoosh whoosh’ sounds rang out, and all of a sudden, a cold light flashed as arrows wrapped in the aura of death shot towards Yang Kai.
The Feather Demon Clan was proficient in ranged combat, but they weren’t proficient in close combat, so the attack just now had not been able to find any trace of the Feather Demon. After the battle, they would definitely relax, so this was the best time to launch a sneak attack.
Yang Kai had just shattered the Sand Demon hanging on his spear when the first arrow arrived.
The speed was so fast that even Yang Kai couldn’t dodge in time. The moment the chill reached his body, Yang Kai circulated his Demonic Qi and the flesh on his chest shrank.
With a muffled thud, the 3 zhang long arrow pierced three inches into Yang Kai’s flesh, forcing him to take a few steps back.
The long spear danced and sent the remaining arrows flying.
The group of Demon Kings stared at Yang Kai in shock, their hearts filled with shock. He didn’t die?
The arrow that had hit Yang Kai’s chest seemed normal, but the red caltrop at the back of the arrow clearly showed its owner’s identity.
The one who had shot this arrow was one of the most powerful Feather Demons besides the Demon Saint and Half-Saint. Even if it was a Stone Demon with an innately strong defense, it would still be pierced by this arrow.
Just how strong was this human’s body?
Yang Kai’s face was gloomy as he reached out to grab the arrow on his chest and pulled it out, lowering his head and staring at it. It was indeed easy to dodge an arrow in the open, but difficult to defend against an arrow in the dark. If it was three years ago, even if he had a half-dragon body, he might not have been able to block this arrow.
However, after several decades in the Ancient Battlefield, after being tempered by those two forces, the growth of his physical body was no longer the same as before, not to mention that his half dragon body had grown from 30 zhang to more than 100 zhang.
The enlargement of the half dragon body also signified the activation of the Dragon Race’s Source, so his physical body would naturally become stronger.
Even so, the arrow still managed to break through his defences. If it had been two more inches, it would have been quite dangerous.
If a High-Rank Demon King-level Feather Demon could achieve such a feat, what about a Half-Saint?
Clenching his fist, the arrow, which was comparable to a Demon Artifact, snapped in half. Yang Kai suddenly raised his head, his scarlet eyes like a crazed beast’s as he stared through the void towards a figure a dozen kilometers away, a grin appearing on his face.
Facing this pair of terrifying eyes, the face of the Feather Demon who had been secretly shooting him changed drastically. Without hesitation, he flew towards the Demon Race’s army in an attempt to conceal himself.
A strong gust of wind came from behind him, causing his back to hurt, as if even his flesh and blood had been cut off. Looking back, Yang Kai, who was a dozen or so kilometers away, had suddenly appeared where he had been standing and shot out.
He had long known that to an enemy proficient in the Space Laws, a distance of a dozen kilometers was equivalent to a flat surface, so as soon as he sensed something was wrong, he had immediately fled. Now, it seemed that it was fortunate that his reaction was fast, otherwise he would have been dead.
“Oh?” Seeing that the Feather Demon had somehow managed to avoid his attack, Yang Kai couldn’t help showing a playful smile. He didn’t move his feet, but instead chased after the Feather Demon into the Demon Race army.
In an instant, it was as if salt had been poured into a pot of oil. The millions of soldiers in the army were thrown into chaos as countless Demons were sent flying into the air, their bodies exploding one after another.
Feather Demon only felt a strong killing intent lock onto him from behind, so how could he dare to look back? He only knew that he absolutely could not remain here, or else he would die without caring about the casualty rate of the ordinary Demon Race. He could only hope to escape from Yang Kai’s pursuit.
In front of the mountain valley, a High-Rank Demon King who had been injured by Yang Kai flew into a rage. It wasn’t because he was angry at the Feather Demon, after all, he was also a High-Rank Demon King. It was just that he was angry at Yang Kai for disregarding the Demon Race and daring to rush into the army.
As he cursed, he turned around to fight again.
However, his shoulder was grabbed by a Strength Demon who slowly shook his head, “This person is proficient in the Space Laws. You’ve seen his strength just now, so I’m afraid we won’t be able to do anything to him, unless a Half Saint takes action!”
There was something he didn’t say in his heart. Even if a Half-Saint were to attack, it might not be effective.
“Rather than wasting your energy on him, it’s better to chase after the enemy!”
When the Demon Kings heard this, all of them nodded. First of all, what the Strength Demon said made sense. Yang Kai had managed to escape from the Demon Saint’s hands, and although there were many Demon Race soldiers here, if he really wanted to escape, no one could really do anything to him.
Secondly, the battle just now had caused them to be wary of Yang Kai. They would rather face Wen Zishan and the other Star Boundary’s 14 Star Boundary legions than fight Yang Kai again.
TO BE CONTINUED...