Chapter 404 - 211: I Alone Am Enough, Celestial Nether Wolf King

Within the Spirit Void Realm, a crowd of Cultivators stared with bated breath at the large screen floating in the void. It displayed a colossal beast covered in silver fur, its demonic body hundreds of miles long, blotting out the sun and sky. The creature’s pale, vertical pupils glinted with a silver light, seeming to swallow one’s very soul.

The terrifying Demonic Power within its body, as vast as an ocean, caused the very heavens and earth to pale and the void to tremble, exerting an immense, oppressive pressure.

"This Demon Fiend... is exceptionally powerful. Fellow Daoists, what are your thoughts?"

Chen Tianhao’s expression was grave as he gazed at the screen, at the terrifying, giant silver wolf—hundreds of miles long in its true demonic form.

As soon as he spoke, the expressions of the dozens of Cultivators in the Spirit Void Realm turned grave. ’This Demon Fiend must be a king among its kind—a tyrannical being known as a Demon King. Its cultivation of Demonic Power has already reached the Half-Step Harmonization Realm, and the aura it exudes is beginning to touch upon the might of a Dao Domain.’

Faced with such a terrifying Demon Fiend, most of the Cultivators present were only in the Realm of Tongxuan.

To go and stop it would be nothing short of a suicide mission.

But if they didn’t go, this Demon Fiend would rampage unopposed, and tens of thousands from the Human Race would be slaughtered.

At this thought, everyone’s heart sank. Then, as if they had all realized something, a flash of resolve appeared in their eyes, as if they had made a difficult decision.

"Leave this Demon King to me."

Just then, a young man’s voice, resonating with the Dao, echoed throughout the Spirit Void Realm.

Shocked, everyone’s gaze snapped towards a young man in a white robe. His features were handsome and his eyes profound. He carried an air of unshakable composure, as if Mount Tai itself could collapse before him without him flinching. From within him emanated a vast and powerful aura, as deep as an abyssal sea.

"I can clearly sense the Demon King’s distance from me. It is very close."

"I can intercept the Demon Fiend immediately and prevent it from harming tens of millions of our people!"

Gu Yun stood straight and unyielding like a pine tree in the middle of Spirit Heaven Square. His gaze hardened as he looked at the Demon Fiend on the screen, its Demonic Authority surging to the heavens. He then turned to the crowd and spoke in a deep voice.

"But... fellow Daoist, this Demon Fiend is extremely strong. If you go alone, I’m afraid your life will be in danger. Why not... have a few other Daoists accompany you?"

Chen Tianhao addressed the white-robed young man, his voice tinged with respect. While everyone else had hesitated, this man had stepped forward without a moment’s hesitation to fight for the very survival of the Human Race. Such courage commanded his utmost respect.

Hearing this, Gu Yun gently shook his head. His eyes swept over the crowd as he said softly:

"I alone am enough."

As his voice fell, a powerful Momentum, vast as an ocean and imbued with the ultimate Dao Rhythm, washed over the crowd. It was a pressure comparable to that of a Half-Step Harmonization expert.

"This aura..."

Feeling this overwhelmingly vast pressure, the Tongxuan Cultivators’ pupils shrank. ’This man is so powerful! His aura must have reached the Half-Step Harmonization Realm. With such strength, in a Spirit Void Realm currently without a single Harmonization Giant, he is simply unrivaled.’

All the Harmonization Giants were stationed in the deepest parts of the Void Celestial Battlefield. As the Celestial Essence Realm’s top-tier combat power, they shouldered immense pressure, battling against the Harmonization experts of the Demon Race.

"We send you off with our respects, fellow Daoist!"

All the Cultivators present cupped their fists in respect as they looked at the white-robed young man. His heart was filled with righteousness. Not even an extremely powerful Demon Fiend could deter him in the slightest. His spirit—to charge toward the mountain despite knowing a tiger lurked there—compelled their admiration.

Gu Yun looked at the crowd and gave a slight nod.

’I plan to personally go and slay that silver-furred Demon King, whose body blots out the sky and who radiates the terrifying aura of the Half-Step Harmonization Realm. Besides eliminating such a powerful opponent for the Human Race... I also want to see if it has a Demon Crystal Core. With my Great Dream Star Soul Refining Technique, I can refine and devour a Demon Crystal to obtain pure energy and enhance my own strength.’

’If that’s the case, then this calamity of an invasion by the Outer Celestial Demons might just be an unparalleled opportunity for me to rapidly increase my power.’

"I am going."

Gu Yun said softly.

His Divine Thought withdrew from the Spirit Void Realm, and his figure gradually faded away.

The remaining crowd watched Gu Yun’s departing figure, falling silent for a moment.

"That was a noble act from our fellow Daoist. The situation is urgent, and the Demon Fiends are running rampant. Everyone, please look."

Chen Tianhao’s eyes swept across the crowd, and with a wave of his hand, the light screen shifted to another scene. On a vast plain, numerous yurts were scattered like stars.

At that moment, the sky was filled with dark, pitch-black clouds that seemed on the verge of collapsing. From within the clouds, thousands upon thousands of bat-like Demon Fiends surged forth. They were entirely jet-black and hundreds of feet in size. Spreading their massive wings, they ravaged the sky, descending like a tide to slaughter the humans living in the yurts below.

"Damn it!!"

A middle-aged, square-faced Cultivator with a beard, clad in Fiery Red Battle Armor, watched the scene on the light screen. His eyes instantly turned red as he spoke, his voice laced with bone-chilling killing intent.

This man was Wang Chenghui, an Elder of the Flame Sun Hall—one of the five top Sects of Central Earth—and also a member of the Dao Alliance.

"Is anyone near the Celestial Moisture Plain?"

"Someone who can get there to provide support at top speed!"

An elderly man with a wizened face, graying hair, and a gray robe asked in a heavy tone.

Everyone was silent for a breath. ’The Celestial Moisture Plain? That’s too far. It’s millions of miles away from any of us. By the time we arrived, it would be far too late. All the people on the Celestial Moisture Plain would have been slaughtered long ago!’

Seeing this reaction, the gray-robed Elder’s heart sank. "What are we to do?" he muttered in despair.

’We can’t just stand by and watch hundreds of thousands of our people be slaughtered by Demon Fiends, can we? The strongest Cultivators in the yurts on the Celestial Moisture Plain are only at the True Martial Realm. How can they possibly defend against thousands upon thousands of bat-like Demon Fiends, all radiating overwhelming Demonic Authority and also at the True Martial Realm?’