Chapter 96: Xingtian

"Ah! It's the great demon on Changyang Mountain!"
"How did he come down from the mountain?"
"It's over, he's going to kill us all!"
……
There are over a thousand people present, all with expressions of shock. Some unconsciously retreat and begin to move away from the area where Yang Xuansan and his companions are located.
Demon?
Yang Xuan and the other two stepped back a distance, squinting to look at the 'person' that appeared after the disappearance of the light gate.
A two-meter-tall, bare-chested iron tower of a man stood at the spot where the light gate disappeared.
He held an axe in his left hand and a knife in his right, with an overwhelming aura of sinister energy emanating from his body. Thin wisps of fiery demon flames floated and twisted around him, making him seem otherworldly, like someone who had just emerged from a mountain of corpses.
The most terrifying thing is that the big man had no head on his neck - his head was chopped off!
However, the headless big man turned his left and right chest into eyes, and the navel on his stomach became a mouth, with two wild fangs growing from the corners of his mouth.
Yang Xuan's eyes widened and he blurted out a name: "Xing Tian!"
That's right, the person who shattered the Gate of Light and blocked Yang Xu and his companions from returning to the real world was the infamous ancient demon god from legend - Xingtian!
According to legend, Xingtian fought with the ancient ruler Huangdi for the throne but was defeated and had his head cut off in battle. Huangdi later buried him at the foot of Changyang Mountain.
However, even after his death, Xingtian's grudges did not dissipate. He resurrected as a terrifying demon god, wreaking havoc and continuing his feud with Huangdi.
"Uh..."
The demon god Xingtian let out a hoarse growl from his mouth. His two eyes on his chest, originally with dilated pupils, suddenly focused on a point and stared in the direction of Yang Xuan and his companions.
In an instant, Yang Xuan was surrounded by illusions.
He felt as if he had been transported to an ancient battlefield, with the deafening sound of clanging swords and galloping horses ringing in his ears.
"Kill them!"
Amidst the chaos of the battle cries, Yang Xuan lowered his head in confusion, only to discover that he was gripping two blood-stained spears tightly in his hands.
To his surprise, he had transformed into a soldier on the battlefield!
"What's going on?"
Yang Xuan's eyes went straight, unable to believe everything in front of him.
"Wow! Who are they?" "
Just then, there was a commotion up ahead, and Yang Xuan tightly gripped his long spear in nervousness. A mighty and fearless general charged through the battlefield and arrived before him.
"Mmm ah ah!"
Yang Xuan didn't have time to react and was grabbed by the collar by the general. He was lifted up with one hand and his feet left the ground.
The general wore a helmet made of a bull's skull, and his face was unclear. Only through the two eye sockets of the bull's skull could two points of bloodthirsty red light be seen, staring at Yang Xuan fiercely.
"Let go of me!"
Yang Xuan struggled to hack with his long spear at the bare-chested general in front of him, but the spearhead only made a loud clang on the surface of the general's skin.
Yang Xuan looked closely and was shocked to find that the general was unharmed, but the blade of his spear had cracked open with several fissures.
"...die!"
At that moment, the general seemed to have been provoked by Yang Xuan's attack. He suddenly grabbed Yang Xuan's neck and was about to kill him.
At the critical moment, nine furry tails suddenly emerged from behind Yang Xuan, winding along the general's hand and tightly binding his arm, preventing him from exerting any strength.
Next, Yang Xuan smelled a tempting aroma, and a pair of slender, white, and tender arms embraced him from behind, making him lean into a soft embrace.
"I'm glad I planted a seed in your heart."
Qingyan's incredibly beautiful face leaned towards him from the side, almost cheek to cheek, and she smiled at him, saying: "With me here, he can't hurt you."
"Ah? How did you get here..."
Yang Xuan was stunned for a moment, blinked his eyes, and suddenly found that the cries of killing and fighting around him were gone, and the ancient battlefield was like an illusion that had never appeared before.
He turned his head left and right and saw that he was still standing on Longhou Mountain. Lu Xiaoqi and Ling Chengfeng were standing behind him, staring blankly and in a daze.
Their eyes were empty and lifeless, as if they were trapped in a spell, oblivious to everything happening around them.
Qingyan hugged Yang Xuan from behind and explained, "You were all overwhelmed by Xingtian's aura. What you just saw was an illusion created from the wars Xingtian once experienced."
Upon hearing Qing Yan's words, Yang Xuan quickly turned around, only to be frightened out of his wits.
He saw that the demon deity Xingtian had already approached him without him noticing, and was now only three or four steps away from him. The bronze axe in his right hand was raised high and was hovering above his head.
Fortunately, Qingyan arrived in time. Nine white fox tails extended from her back, tightly wrapping around Xingtian's arm. Otherwise, the axe in his hand would have already been swung down towards her!
"Kill!"
With a roar, Xingtian swung his large blade towards Qingyan.
Whoosh!
Undaunted, Qingyan extended three tails to block Xingtian's attack and turned to embrace Yang Xuan. She then let go and said, "Stay here, I'll deal with him."
Release Yang Xuan," Qingyan's face immediately softened. She turned around and faced Xingtian.
Boom!
Two god-level figures are fighting here. After a loud noise, a strong whirlwind erupted between Qingyan and Xingtian, causing the entire Longhoushan mountain to tremble.
The strong wind swept around and blew away the crowd nearby, except for Yang Xuan, Lu Xiaoqi, and Ling Chengfeng who were protected by the green aura. The three of them stood still in their original positions and were not affected at all.
As the fierce wind subsided, Qing Yan and Xing Tian flew into the sky and engaged in a fierce battle. The winds raged and thunder roared.
"...Mighty demon Xing Tian, now being manipulated like a puppet, don't you feel angry?"
"Kill!"
"Damn it! Don't think I can't beat you!"
"Kill!"
……
It seems that the demon judge Tenma has lost his sanity, as he pays no attention to the words of the young woman and his heart is filled with endless killing intent, wanting to destroy all living beings.
Yang Xuan tilts his head up and closely watches the battle between Tenma and the young woman. He realizes that the young woman is gradually falling behind and being suppressed by Tenma's mad attacks, feeling a hint of anxiety.
"Xiaoqi! Chengfeng! Wake up!"
With a shove from Yang Xuan, Ling Chengfeng and Lu Xiaoqi snapped out of their illusions.
"What happened?"
Ling Chengfeng looked blankly at Yang Xuan, looking out of it.
"Take a look at this..."
——Dong——Dong!
Amidst the heated battle between Qingyan and Xingtian, a loud rumbling sound could be heard in the distance. Yang Xuan turned to see a giant rock giant, at least as tall as Longhoushan, taking huge strides and approaching towards Longhoushan.
On top of the Rock Giant's head, four mountain gods stand towering.
Oh no!
Yang Xuan's face changed greatly, panicking.
青颜一个人对付刑天就已经很吃力了，这下再来四尊山神，简直就是雪上加霜啊！