Chapter 903: Demon Dragon Transformation
Young Ancestor Feng immediately opened his eyes, emitting a chilling, ominous light.
Is there a human approaching here?
Could it already be exposed?
Young Ancestor Feng was not surprised by this; after all, this is the territory of the Human Race and the Demon Race, although it was exposed faster than he expected.
Swish!
Young Ancestor Feng transformed into a black shadow and leaped out.
On top of the mountain range, there was a flat area, where four people were gathered at the moment.
Suddenly, a black shadow approached from behind, hovering high in the sky, its cold face gazing into the distance.
"Young Ancestor!"
The four people shouted in unison.
Young Ancestor Feng ignored them, his gaze fixed into the distance, when suddenly his pupils contracted; he saw a black dot rapidly approaching.
"What's the situation?"
Young Ancestor Feng questioned coldly.
There were hidden sentries in all four directions.
The sentry to the south suddenly disappeared, but he immediately sent a Half-step Condensing Star Realm to investigate.
How could someone have arrived at Pingyang Ridge?
"Young Ancestor, we are uncertain of the specifics either."
A man in brocade clothes said.
Although they were unsure of the situation, that person came from the south.
Could the missing sentry be related to this person?
The sound of something breaking through the air reached their ears.
Chen Yu stood on the Earth Demon Warship, watching the five figures below.
"Feng Wuxue!"
In an instant, Chen Yu's gaze fell on Feng Wuxue, and a cold murderous intent spread out.
Young Ancestor Feng still looked like Feng Wuxue, but his demeanor and aura were completely different from the Feng Wuxue in Chen Yu's memory.
The five of them were also observing Chen Yu.
"There's killing intent; this person is coming for us."
"I fear this person is not just passing by, but has pursued us all the way here."
The Blood Race immediately discerned this.
Despite this, they were not overly anxious and instead curiously scrutinized Chen Yu.
"Your tracking skills are impressive, but don't you think you're overly confident to come alone?"
The man in brocade laughed loudly.
Young Ancestor Feng suspiciously examined Chen Yu; since Chen Yu had altered his appearance, he didn't recognize him immediately: "You want to kill me? Are you related to someone from the Black Demon Valley?"
He could clearly feel Chen Yu's intense killing intent towards him.
But Young Ancestor Feng had been lurking in the Black Demon Valley for so many years and had never seen this person before.
"You want to kill the Young Ancestor? Just you?"
The man in brocade sneered.
The others also looked disdainful, not knowing what was wrong with this clueless young man who had barged in here. Could he have a problem with his head?
"Young Ancestor, let me handle this brat for you."
The man in brocade volunteered.
Chen Yu ignored his attitude, which greatly displeased the man in brocade.
Moreover, this was an opportunity to make a contribution in front of the Young Ancestor; if he didn't speak up, others would.
"Go ahead!"
Young Ancestor Feng's face remained calm.
To deal with a human at the peak of the Late Stage Sky Sea Realm, there was no need for him to take action personally.
But for some reason, Young Ancestor Feng felt a bit uneasy, finding this stranger oddly familiar.
"Kid, you've got a fine body; I have my eyes on it."
The man in brocade leaped out, spreading his arms, unleashing a blood-colored tide that roared and surged mightily.
Rumble!
In the heavens and earth, from all directions, the blood-colored waves continued to roll, not in a hurry to attack, as if brewing a more terrifying storm.
At the same peak of Late Stage Sky Sea Realm, the Blood Race was far stronger than the Human Race, and the man in brocade was confident of victory, feeling no urgency.
But Chen Yu was in a hurry.
Boom!
He rushed forward instantly, creating a terrifying storm and explosive sound, charging like a cannonball.
Thud!
In high-speed movement, Chen Yu threw out a punch, blasting apart the blood-colored waves before him in an instant.
The shock and panic were evident on the face of the man in brocade.
"You..."
The man in brocade felt fear and prepared to retreat.
But it all happened too suddenly; he was completely unprepared, and Chen Yu's speed was too fast.
Thud!
Chen Yu's punch landed on his chest, directly smashing a hole through it, causing bright red blood to spray down.
The Blood Race had strong vitality, so Chen Yu worried he hadn't killed him. He raised his other arm, and a second punch followed!
Bang!
With another loud bang, the man in brocade's body burst open, turning into a cloud of dark red blood mist, raining down.
At this moment, the world fell silent, as if only the sound of the blood mist falling could be heard.
The four Blood Race members on the ground stood frozen, dumbfounded.
A Blood Race at the peak of Late Stage Sky Sea Realm was directly obliterated by that fair and handsome young man, leaving no trace!
What kind of monster was he? Could it be the descendant of those legendary races from the main world?
After killing a Blood Race member, Chen Yu immediately looked at Young Ancestor Feng.
At this moment, the astonishment on Young Ancestor Feng's face quickly dissipated, revealing a sinister, cold smile.
"I truly didn't expect it was you, Junior Brother."
Young Ancestor Feng's eyes flashed with a strange light.
Chen Yu had just exhibited the Secret Pattern Demon Body, so Young Ancestor Feng felt a sense of familiarity and easily guessed Chen Yu's identity.
In the Blood Race's plan, Young Ancestor Feng was responsible for this part of the Black Demon Valley.
As a top talent of the Black Demon Valley, Chen Yu naturally became one of Young Ancestor Feng's targets.
However, he had too few opportunities to come in contact with Chen Yu, and thus not many chances to poison him.
After the Feast of the Food God, Chen Yu suddenly left the Black Demon Valley, and for nearly a decade thereafter, he remained missing.
Not being able to deal with such a top-notch genius had always been a regret for the Young Ancestor Feng.
"Where's the antidote?"
Chen Yu asked coldly.
"Antidote? Hahaha, the poison that Master suffered from was intended for the Kings of the Human Race at the Condensed Star Realm. How could I have the antidote on me?"
The Young Ancestor Feng laughed wickedly.
Chen Yu detested the Young Ancestor Feng at this moment, feeling insulted as he continued to call himself a junior brother, and the Silent Blood Valley Master as Master, despite the betrayal.
Since there was no antidote, there was no need to waste words.
With a wave of his hand, the [Nine Bone Demon Spirit Sword] appeared in Chen Yu's grip.
Bang! Hiss!
He swung his palm, and the Demon Sword transformed into a straight black light, piercing towards the Young Ancestor Feng.
Boom!
A scorching blood-colored flame suddenly condensed in front of the Young Ancestor Feng, resembling a burning lava boulder, which collided with the Demon Sword, nullifying the attack.
"Impressive! Junior Brother, your strength has reached such a level!"
The Young Ancestor Feng smiled, a smile both sinister and cold.
He wasn't wrong; not poisoning Chen Yu back then was indeed a great regret.
He suddenly realized at this moment that the Half-step Condensing Star Realm warrior he had sent out just now was likely already dead at Chen Yu's hands.
In that instant.
From the west, east, and north, three figures came flying in like a whirlwind. They had been on watch and rushed back upon receiving orders.
On the flat land below.
An elder with a large black mole at the corner of his mouth spoke hoarsely as he saw the others return: "Young Ancestor, this junior is a True Disciple of the Black Demon Valley. He surely didn't come here alone, so please leave first while we handle him."
But Chen Yu had indeed come alone, having learned about Feng Wuxue's whereabouts only halfway through his journey.
He also feared that news of his arrival would alert and warn the enemy.
"Young Ancestor, your safety is the most important, please leave here first."
Those who returned from the three directions spoke similarly.
Should any harm come to the Young Ancestor, even if they made it back to the Blood Race alive, they would still face execution if found negligent in protecting him.
"Junior Brother, you surprise me very much, but this is your end."
The Young Ancestor Feng retreated backwards.
He had been very surprised and somewhat excited upon discovering that Chen Yu had come for him.
Now that he calmed down, he agreed wholeheartedly with the other Blood Race members.
There was a chance that the Black Demon Valley's reinforcements were about to arrive, and with his feud with the Black Demon Valley, they were sure to fight to the death.
Being targeted by a Condensed Star King would be troublesome.
"Where do you think you're going!"
Chen Yu shouted fiercely, unleashing a massive fist beam of flickering black and white light.
At the same time, he controlled the [Nine Bone Demon Spirit Sword], attacking the Young Ancestor Feng from the flank.
But just then, the elder with the black mole suddenly charged out.
Boom! Boom!
He struck with his palms twice in succession; the blood-red palm lights expanded, transforming into two ferocious beasts that crashed out with terrifying momentum.
One of these blood-red ferocious beasts perished together with Chen Yu's fist, while the other charged towards Chen Yu.
"Half-step Condensing Star!"
Chen Yu's gaze deepened slightly as he rallied the power of his body to engage in a bout with the elder with the black mole.
On the other side, among the returning three watchmen, was also a Half-step Condensing Star Realm warrior - a one-armed robust man who drew a broad sword and swung it fiercely.
Boom!
The massive fan-shaped sword light, imbued with relentless blood lust, cleaved towards the [Nine Bone Demon Spirit Sword], sending it flying.
Rumble!
A nearby low hill was directly cut flat.
Subsequently, the other figures charged over, surrounding Chen Yu.
"Junior Brother, farewell!"
The Young Ancestor Feng gazed at Chen Yu while retreating rapidly.
It was a pity not having Chen Yu poisoned with the Bloodless Poison, but killing him here would be just as effective.
"Get out of my way!"
Chen Yu intended to leap forward and capture the Young Ancestor Feng.
However, at this moment, six experts surrounded him, among them two Half-step Condensing Star Realm warriors!
"Quickly dispose of this brat and regroup with the Young Ancestor."
The one-armed man holding the broad sword spoke rather casually.
The others nodded.
They too were deeply concerned about the possibility of reinforcements from the Black Demon Valley arriving here.
"Kill!"
The elder with the black mole's eyes glinted red as his force surged; the blood light swirling around him merged into his palms which he slammed forward with.
Two massive palm lights transformed into two enormous blood-red beasts, each nearly a hundred feet large, pouncing forward.
The one-armed man swung his broad sword, his violent Sword Qi capable of devouring blood, slashing down from the sky.
"Courting death!"
Chen Yu clenched his teeth, brimming with killing intent.
At that moment, the nine magic patterns on his body surged up all at once, a terrifying demonic aura startling heaven and earth; pitch-black demon light rampaging in all directions.
Chen Yu's sudden transformation shocked the one-armed man and the elder with the black mole slightly.
But with their six-man encirclement, could they not kill the young brat?
"Demon Dragon Transformation!"
Chen Yu roared, as if the magic patterns on his body had come to life, swelling and soaring.
The ninth magic pattern had no corresponding battle technique.
But this ninth magic pattern connected the preceding eight, enabling the execution of the strongest battle technique in the "Heavenly Demon Secret Pattern Record."
It was the Demon Dragon Transformation!
Rumble!
Black light surged like the roar of an Abyss Demon from within.
An enormous shadow rapidly condensed over Chen Yu, over a hundred feet long, covered in black scale armor, a monstrous black dragon emanating overwhelming Demonic Qi, raging as it spewed black flames.