Episode 72: The Earthly Immortal Appears!

  "Think you can escape?!" In the dark of night, a group of bats flapped their wings and flew into the air. Huang Hu's face turned red with rage, his mouth involuntarily letting out a loud curse. Immediately, with a flick of his wrist, he put away the Thunder Hammer in his hand and spat out a mouthful of yellow sand.

  It is said that the dragon comes from the clouds and the wind comes from the tiger. This yellow tiger is a tiger demon with 800 years of Taoist practice, not an ordinary one. The gust of wind was extremely fierce, spreading out in mid-air, transforming into thousands of strands of yellow energy threads, crisscrossing each other, like a dazzling curtain that obscured the sky and sun. In an instant, it enveloped the surrounding tens of meters of airspace, and the group of bats transformed by Fan Zhuo had just taken off, but were suddenly shrouded inside.

  Fearsome Eastern cultivator! At this moment, Fan Zhong truly had the heart to die!

  That group of bats was trapped in the yellow sandstorm, constantly chirping and crashing into the surrounding yellow sandstorm. However, they didn't crash, but as soon as they did, they were instantly swallowed up by the sandstorm, disappearing completely in just a split second.

  This yellow wind sand is not a simple thing, but the tiger demon's demon wind condenses into shape, with powerful and extraordinary strength. Even some high-ranking masters of the Yangshen level would feel great pain if they confronted it, let alone a vampire count who has not even reached the Yangshen realm.

  In just a few short breaths, Meng Zhong immediately retracted his bat transformation and transformed back into human form. However, at this moment, he was already disheveled and unrecognizable, his originally pale complexion now battered beyond recognition, looking utterly wretched.

  With a wave of his hand, the rolling yellow wind contracted into a bundle, like a rope, and in a few breaths, it had already wrapped around Fangzhao a big rice dumpling.

  "You dare to enter the territory of Huaxia with less than 500 years of cultivation? You're really looking for death! Don't worry, I, Huang Hu, won't kill you. I'll hand you over to our Golden Peng Demon King and let him deal with you!" With that, Huang Hu reached out and grabbed the bound Fang Zhelan, lifting him up in one hand, and turned to leave.

  "Haha... I really didn't expect that this Huang Hu would still have some tricks up his sleeve, and in handling matters, he also has some principles." Li Yan's true self was hidden in the void, watching all of this clearly, and couldn't help but feel a bit amused. But until now, he still hadn't made any move to intervene, because he knew that Huang Hu bringing Fan Zhuo here at this time wanting to leave would probably be too late, as in his powerful divine sense comparable to that of a three-tribulation散仙, there was already a rather strong aura approaching from nearby.

  "Whoosh——" The piercing sound of the wind, whistling from mid-air, clearly told Li Yan that a master of the cultivation realm had arrived. At this moment, his body shot up, and he completely disappeared into thin air.

  "Hiss——" Accompanied by a sharp, ear-piercing sound of breaking through the air, a dazzling silver sword aura suddenly fell from mid-air. This sword light came extremely fast, and at first glance, it was still hundreds of meters away. However, in an instant, it had already arrived right before him, enveloping Huang Hu's entire body within.

  It is said that fortune and misfortune are cyclical, today it's his turn, perhaps this ancient saying has come true, Huang Hu who had just won a moment ago suddenly suffered a great reversal of fortune.

  "What person?!" However, unlike Manjusaka, Huang Hu was not an ordinary demon after all. Eight hundred years of Taoist practice were enough to make him a great demon. His body had extraordinary demonic power, and with one loud shout, a powerful demonic energy burst out from his body, completely blocking the sword energy.

  "You can't see it, you demon, but you still have some moral integrity!" Accompanied by a disdainful cold hum, suddenly, another magnificent silver sword aura split the sky and slashed down. The direction of the sword wind pointed to, regardless of whether it was grass, wood, mountain or stone, all were cut in two by this sharp sword aura.

  Although Huang Hu is a bit silly, he's not stupid. This sword energy is so sharp that even if it's made of steel and iron, it will be split in two with just one slash, and there's absolutely no chance of escaping unscathed.

  "Roar!" With a loud shout, Huang Hu unleashed his full strength, and in an instant, a massive aura burst forth. His body barely escaped the sword energy's encirclement, leaping to one side.

  All he could hear was a loud noise, one after another, Huang Hu's eyes turned to look, and he was shocked to discover that where he had just stood, the sword light had passed, and a three-meter-long crack had appeared, with a long opening of three meters.

  At this time, a green figure wrapped in a sharp sword light descended from the sky, but it was an old Taoist wearing a green Taoist robe.

  "You old Taoist of Mount Shu, what have I, Huang Hu, done to offend you that you would attack me out of the blue?" The sudden flash of sword light had numbed his body, and another wave of sword energy had frightened him so much that his heart was racing. As soon as he saw the old Taoist, Huang Hu began to curse loudly without any courtesy.

  "How dare you, a presumptuous demon, to be so insolent towards me! I won't forgive you!" The old Taoist priest was enraged upon hearing this. He had only been in seclusion for two hundred years, and yet the demons of the mortal world had become so arrogant. It was infuriating. With a wave of his hand, a sword beam shot out, tearing through the sky."

  Huang Hu saw the situation, and his heart was clear that the other party's cultivation was extremely high, far surpassing his own. At this moment, he hastily exerted all his strength, and with a punch, he unleashed the powerful demonic energy accumulated from 800 years of Daoist practice. In his furious state, his attack was even more extraordinary. A loud rumbling sound was heard, and surprisingly, it was evenly matched with the old Daoist's move.

  "What a monstrous evil!" The old Taoist couldn't help but let out a loud shout, as the long sword in his hand suddenly burst forth with a fierce and sharp sword energy that was at least 20 to 30 meters long, whizzing through the air, as if it wanted to tear apart the very void itself.

  "Hmm, the power of this sword is unexpected. This old Taoist's cultivation has reached an extremely high level, and he's not just a ordinary first-tribulation scattered immortal. Judging from his aura, he must have gone through at least three heavenly tribulations. On this planet, he's also an existence that can't be underestimated!" Li Da Scattered Immortal had extraordinary eyesight, and in just an instant, he had already sensed the depth of the old Taoist's cultivation.

  "Shu Mountain? It seems that this should be one of the more powerful sects on this planet!" As a loose immortal who had traveled to many planets, he naturally knew that a sect with a loose immortal was absolutely considered a top-notch sect, at least on one planet.

  Moreover, the existence of such sword cultivators is relatively strong among practitioners. Regardless of what form of sword cultivation it takes, the main focus of their practice is on flying swords in hand. Normally, they claim to be "one sword in hand, I have the world". Apart from immortal swords, they do not deign to use other magical artifacts. There are also those powerful sword cultivators who can look down upon heroes and stand unrivaled with just one flying sword in hand.

  In Li Yan's view, if only attacking power is considered, throughout the vast universe, it's likely that no cultivator will be more formidable than a sword cultivator of the same cultivation level. Because sword cultivators are originally fond of fighting and have a deep understanding of combat, they can almost sweep away all obstacles with their unparalleled strength.

  Li Yan didn't expect that Fan Zhuo this time, not only brought a big demon from the Wan Yao Alliance, but also brought a sword cultivator from the Scattered Immortal Realm. As soon as they arrived, they started fighting each other, and it was clear that both sides had deep grievances. When they attacked, they didn't hold back at all.

  What's going on? All of this before his eyes was actually making Li Yan feel greatly surprised, he really hadn't expected that a mere Western demon who wasn't even in the Yang God realm could stir up so many changes, to the point where even the scattered immortals of the Eastern cultivation world had been mobilized.

  "Haha...... I really didn't expect that on this spirit-deficient planet, there would actually be cultivators above the Scattered Immortal Realm. And it seems, absolutely not just one. Interesting, interesting..."

  At this moment, a smile with a hint of playfulness involuntarily appeared on Li Yan's face...