"Led by him at the Divine Realm, can he withstand the overwhelming attack of the Demon Race?"
Miao Ba and others immediately saw through the intent of Su Changqing and his team.
They intended to tear through the Demon Race’s encirclement and carve a bloody path.
But the problem is, the leader is only Su Changqing at the Divine Realm, how far can his cultivation take them?
"Heh, this kid has gotten stronger again."
The Peak Master of Martial Peak grinned, a trace of amazement in his eyes, "His power has increased by at least ten times since the beginning!"
"Don’t be deceived by his realm, this kid’s combat capability might be terrifying."
Upon hearing this, several Peak Masters beside him showed varied expressions and looked toward the foot of the mountain.
They also wished to see how much stronger Su Changqing has become in these two months.
"Is that Su Changqing?"
As soon as Miao Ba and others spotted Su Changqing, the Demon Race noticed as well.
The Great Peng King didn’t come today, but the two clan leaders, Divine Ape and Nether Python, were present.
The image of Su Changqing causing chaos in the Celestial Demon Pool, driving away countless fierce beasts, was etched deeply in their minds.
The Divine Ape clan leader sneered, "Today, he must die at Star-Picking Mountain!"
Nether Python’s cold gaze fixated on Su Changqing, its forked tongue slightly extended,
The entire mountain filled with the Serpent Race, seeming to receive a command, swarmed toward Su Changqing and his companions.
Star-Picking Mountain, at the foot.
Su Changqing at the forefront, several Divine Figures flanked him, with the Divine Body in the center, Divine Realm at the rear.
The group collectively stepped onto Star-Picking Mountain.
All of a sudden, many from the Demon Race turned back and charged directly at them.
Dense swarm of snake demons, grinning Divine Apes—everywhere they looked was an enemy.
Their vision even darkened as layer upon layer of the Demon Race lunged at them.
Mo Xiong and others gripped their weapons, their hands instantly sweating, tightening their grips further.
Their eyes at this moment were fixed on the erect back engulfed in flames at the front.
Suddenly, that young man raised the axe high with both hands, his upper garment exploded with a roar, terrifying power surged with a gale from above. New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on 𝗇𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗅•𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾•𝗇𝖾𝗍
Su Changqing shouted fiercely, and the Heaven-Opening Axe in his hand shone with unparalleled brilliance.
Intricate patterns on the axe’s body lit up, strands interconnecting, until a dazzling radiance burst forth from the chilling edge of the axe.
Everything between heaven and earth seemed to dim, only an extremely bright light flashed, a boundless sharpness causing the surrounding mountain to collapse violently.
The axe’s radiance, spanning hundreds of meters, shot forth with a mysterious trajectory from the void.
The mountain crumbled inch by inch, leaving a deep chasm, the howling gales screamed mournfully, as the axe’s light appeared, it was already in front of the Demon Race.
No sound of explosion, no sound of collision.
The axe’s light carrying immense power, and extreme sharpness, sliced through like cutting through fragile cloth, shooting far into the bodies of the endless Demon Race.
The demon race, initially smirking and lurching to bite, suddenly erupted into a sea of blood as their bodies wavered.
Each body of the Demon Race split in two, the previously impenetrable swarm instantly cleaved a wide path.
This bloody path, strewn with corpses, led straight to the peak of Star-Picking Mountain.
All present demons simultaneously showed infinite fear, as if they had brushed shoulders with the Death God.
Mo Xiong and others exhibited shock, then erupted into joyous laughter.
Their hearts once filled with uncertainty, now exuded impressive momentum.
Su Changqing, holding the axe in one hand, led the team forward with large strides, his shout brimming with killing intent resonating throughout Star-Picking Mountain.
"Those who stand in our way, die!"