Chapter 1462: No Choice But to Pursue

Chapter 1462: Chapter 1462: No Choice But to Pursue

Rumble——

Void ceaselessly collapsed, yet the World-Ending Demon Spear barely left a shallow mark on the Bone-Transforming Dragon.

Yang Yan’s expression turned slightly somber, and he immediately intensified the input of Spiritual Power.

A series of rumbling sounds echoed, and deep cracks appeared constantly on the Bone-Transforming Dragon.

Roar!

Just then, the Bone-Transforming Dragon on the opposite side howled skyward, spewing forth a jet-black Demon Flame from its mouth.

Yang Yan’s face changed, and he urgently twisted his body to evade sideways.

But the distance was too close; Yang Yan was still swept by a trace of Demon Flame.

Sizzle——

Yang Yan’s chest, burned by the Demon Flame, began to emit black smoke, rapidly decaying.

Yang Yan’s face tightened, and he promptly gathered Spiritual Power in his hands, cutting off the decayed flesh on his chest.

He couldn’t help but shudder inwardly, never expecting that in such a brief moment, most of the flesh on his chest would already be disintegrated.

Yang Yan’s chest healed rapidly at a visible speed, his figure flickering as he raised the World-Ending Demon Spear once more, clashing with the Bone-Transforming Dragon.

This Bone-Transforming Dragon had formidable defense, even though the World-Ending Demon Spear was undefeatable, it could only scratch its skin, harder than steel, several times over.

The stalemate lasted an incense-stick’s time, and Yang Yan was struck multiple times by the Demon Flame again.

Even though Yang Yan possessed a Flawless Divine Body, repeated loss of flesh left his face somewhat pale, the continuous combat coupled with bloodline depletion was truly exhausting.

Yet, Yang Yan resolved that he had to find a way to eliminate this troublesome adversary.

Finally, the opportunity came.

Taking advantage as the Bone-Transforming Dragon spewed out Demon Flame once more, Yang Yan utilized his entire body’s Spiritual Power, hurling the World-Ending Demon Spear, piercing the Bone-Transforming Dragon’s skull.

The Bone-Transforming Dragon emitted heart-wrenching howls intermittently, its body thrashing, yet the World-Ending Demon Spear remained firmly lodged in its skull, and Wish Power charged Immortal Power exploded, igniting a golden flame within its head.

Black-purple flames flickered within the Bone-Transforming Dragon’s vacant eye sockets, soon engulfed by golden flames.

Roar——

Another violent roar, countless cracks appeared on the Bone-Transforming Dragon’s body, extending like a spider’s web from its head.

Crack!

With the first bone fragment falling, they shattered like dominoes, starting from the skull.

Moments later, the entire Bone-Transforming Dragon turned into a pile of fragments, resembling a small mountain.

Exhale——

Yang Yan’s body shook slightly, exhaling a heavy breath of foul air.

He steadied his mind, lifted his head to look at Blood Slaughter and the others.

Only to see Blood Slaughter, Withered Wood Elder, Yi Daoist fighting against multiple opponents yet still holding the upper hand, finally heaving a sigh of relief.

After a brief adjustment, Yang Yan raised the World-Ending Demon Spear again, diving into the fray, aiming to alleviate the burden on everyone.

Gradually, more cultivators and Exotic Beasts collapsed on the ground, the battle growing exceedingly brutal.

Although humans had formidable experts, these beasts emitting black mist were numerous and fearless, often tipping the scales against the human cultivators.

It wasn’t lost yet, but everyone knew clearly, if these beasts kept replenishing, the collapse of the human side was just a matter of time.

Suddenly, an eerie flute sound arose, faintly distinct.

And at the moment the flute sounded, the frenzied beasts halted their attack.

In that instant, the human cultivators found a chance, leading to the fall of countless beasts.

Roar——

Accompanied by fierce howls, the beasts seemed summoned, retreated completely, turning away.

Yang Yan watched as the beasts receded like a tide, frowning involuntarily.

For he noticed, even retreating towards the Vast Sea, they formed orderly ranks, organized like an army...

Who could possibly control such a formidable beast army with mere flute music?

Yang Yan flew towards Blood Slaughter, hoping to get answers from these ancient Great Powers, only to find him equally somber.

Not only him, Lingming was also furrowed in contemplation, evidently pondering the source of the flute sound.

Blood Slaughter gazed at the space passage ahead in silence for a while then turned to everyone, "Though we do not know why they retreated, their actions evidently aim to lure us."

"Yet, we have no choice but to pursue, as we cannot wait for their attack again."

Someone among the Divine Dragon Guard shouted, "Sir, let’s pursue! We might as well die. If we can eliminate such a threat, what is death to fear?"

Blood Slaughter, heavy-hearted, nodded lightly, "We can pursue, but must also preserve our flame."

He turned to Yang Yan, speaking with an authoritative tone, "Yang Yan, guard here alongside cultivators below Divinity Transformation. The rest will follow me to see what dreadful existence lies in the Vast Sea."

Yang Yan hastily said, "Senior, please bring me along, I have the World-Ending Demon Spear, backed by Immortal Power, I can contribute to your strength."

Under Yang Yan’s fervent pleas, Blood Slaughter reluctantly nodded, leaving other cultivators below Divinity Transformation and taking him into the Vast Sea.

As everyone entered the space passage guarded previously by two Guardian Spirits into the Vast Sea, unexpectedly numerous fierce beasts lay in ambush, frantically charging at Yang Yan and the others.

The numbers were overwhelming and strength formidable; in just a face-off, many from Wandering Dragon Star suffered injuries, except Blood Slaughter and a few top-tier powers.

Yang Yan bore at least ten claw marks, despite the Flawless Divine Body’s powerful healing, it was nearly unbearable.

Blood Slaughter and the others repelled the first wave of attacks, furrowing their brows tightly.

Suddenly, he laughed loudly, shouting into the Void about a thousand meters away, "We know this is your trap, yet we had to venture into this place. If it’s a battle you desire, then fight, hiding in the shadows makes you no hero of stature!"

The Void quivered slightly, a cold laugh echoing, "Despite your sky-reaching cultivation, you retain a mortal heart, destined to never achieve immortality, obediently become our nourishment!"

Blood Slaughter and the others turned ashen, unable to speak anymore.

With familiar flute music playing, all around the Land of Mist, bloodthirsty and fierce beasts emerged everywhere.

Standing beside them were floating figures.

They emitted ancient primordial aura, more terrifying than the beasts.

For a time, Blood Slaughter and the others wore extremely grim expressions, an overwhelming pressure encasing them.

Just then, a gloomy sigh resonated throughout the heavens and earth.