Chapter 121: A Single Sword Strike Shatters the Nine Heavens, Not a Single Demon Dares to Meet My Gaze

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Boom!!
A mass of dark clouds rolled across the vast sky like a boulder, stirring the spiritual energy in midair, waves of turbulence surging with the rumble of thunder.
Roar! Roar! Roar!
The beasts of the mountains howled incessantly, bellowing fiercely at the ominous cloud.
Several colossal creatures, towering for dozens of miles, leapt from the mountains, opening their bloodthirsty jaws toward the cloud.
At this moment, the “Cave People” standing atop the mountain, about to seek refuge, all involuntarily paused.
In the past, these giant beasts would behave like turtles retreating into their shells when faced with such a situation, quietly crouching low on the ground, not daring to make a sound.
And now, they actually dared to bite at the cloud, which any discerning eye could tell was no ordinary mass of cotton.
The cloud hung just over ten miles above the ground, and the beasts themselves measured over ten miles in length, with bull heads and tiger bodies, eight legs, three tails, and three pairs of monstrous hands bristling with spiked claws.
The ancestors of Luo fondly called them Bull-Headed Tiger Demons.
These beasts were fierce rulers over a thousand-mile radius. In former days, even the “Cave People” had to look up to them.
They had never submitted to anyone, except for those monstrous fish dominating Kuafu Lake before.
Now, the stubborn Bull-Headed Tiger Demon found this arrogant cloud intolerable and was about to bite it down.
Snap!
Before the giant maw, large enough to swallow a mountain peak, could clamp onto the cloud, a bolt of azure lightning shot forth from it, striking directly into the beast’s gaping mouth.
Roar!
The Bull-Headed Tiger Demon sensed something amiss; its thick throat writhed rapidly before it spewed out a stream of green pus.
Gurgle.
The foul-smelling pus spread over five or six miles, corroding the grass and trees into a withered yellow decay.
Yet the azure lightning sliced through the pus like a paper cutter, penetrating the demon’s throat.
A series of crackling explosions echoed within its body, and blue electric arcs flickered across its tiger-striped hide.
Finally, it convulsed fiercely before turning into a charred lump of blackened coal.
This lump retained the demon’s original shape and posture.
“Where did this fool come from?” a horned bear head emerged from the cloud, exhaling disdainfully at the burnt remains.
Whoosh.
The coal crumbled into fragments and billowing smoke.
Far away on Luo Township Mountain, the gathered “Cave People” dared not tarry any longer and hurried into the refuge caves they had dug earlier.
All had taken cover except for Luo Zu, who remained, observing the cluster of demons within the cloud.
Among them were three true demon immortals, with the remaining three thousand demon warriors comparable to the human Qi-refining stage’s Nascent Soul and Void Return. Among these were a hundred demon commanders rivaling the Void Merging stage.

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