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!"
……
Everyone present, over a thousand people, had expressions of shock on their faces. Some instinctively began to step back and move away from the area where Yang Xuansan and his companions were.
Demon?
Yang Xuan and the others stepped back a distance, squinted their eyes, and looked at the 'person' that appeared after the light gate dissipated.
A two-meter-plus tall, bare-chested giant stood tall in the place where the light gate dissipated.
He held an axe in his left hand and a knife in his right hand. The aura around him was overwhelming, with wisps of demonic flames swirling around him like mist, creating a strange and eerie atmosphere as if he had just emerged from a battlefield filled with corpses.
The most frightening thing was that the giant man had no head on his neck – it had been chopped off!
However, after losing his head, the giant man turned his left and right chest into eyes, and his belly button into a mouth, with two wild beast 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 Guangmen and obstructed the return of Yang Xuan and his two companions to the real world was none other than the infamous ancient demon god of myth and legend - Xing Tian!
According to legend, Xingtian competed with the ancient Yellow Emperor for the throne, but was defeated and beheaded during the battle. Yellow Emperor buried him at the foot of Changyang Mountain.
However, Xingtian's grudge did not fade after death and he was resurrected as a terrifying demon god, rampaging and continuing to oppose Yellow Emperor.
"Uh..."
Maoshen Xing Tian let out a hoarse growl from his mouth. His two eyes on his chest were originally unfocused, but suddenly, his gaze quickly focused on one point and he stared in the direction of Yang Xuan and his companions.
In an instant, Yang Xuan was surrounded by illusions.
Dazed, he felt like he had been transported to an ancient battlefield, with the deafening sounds of clanging swords and striking horses ringing in his ears.
"Kill them!"
Amidst the boiling shouts for violence and killing, Yang Xuan lowered his head in bewilderment, only to discover that his two hands were tightly gripping a blood-drenched long spear.
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 sudden commotion in front of him, and Yang Xuan nervously held his long spear as a mighty and invincible general charged across the battlefield and approached him.
"Mmm ah ah!"
Yang Xuan couldn't react in time and was grabbed by the collar by the general. He was lifted up, with his feet off the ground.
The general wore a helmet made of cow skull, so his face couldn't be seen clearly. Only through the two eye holes of the cow skull, two points of crimson bloodthirsty light could be seen staring at Yang Xuan firmly.
"Let go of me!"
Yang Xuan struggled to use his long spear to hack at the bare-chested general in front of him, but the spearhead only made a ringing sound like metal and iron clashing when it hit the surface of the general's skin.
Upon closer inspection, Yang Xuan was shocked to find that the general in front of him was completely unscathed, while the edge of his spearhead was cracked open with several cracks.
"...die!"
The general seemed to be 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, coiling around the general's hand and tightly binding his arm, preventing him from exerting any strength.
Next, Yang Xuan caught a whiff of a tempting fragrance, and a pair of slender, fair arms embraced him from behind. He leaned back into the soft embrace.
"I'm glad I planted a seed in your heart."
The stunning beauty Qingyan leaned over from the side, almost face to face with Yang Xuan, and smiled, "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 realized that the sound of shouting and killing around him had disappeared, 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, with Lu Xiaoqi and Ling Chengfeng standing behind him, staring blankly.
They both had empty and lifeless eyes, as if they were trapped in a spell, oblivious to everything happening around them.
Qingyan hugged Yang Xuan from behind and explained, "You were both overwhelmed by Xing Tian's evil aura. What you just saw was an illusion created by the wars he had experienced before."
听青颜这么一说，杨玄连忙回过头来，一看，当场吓得魂飞魄散。
只见魔神刑天不知道什么时候，已经走到了他的面前，此时距离他只有三四步的距离，右手的青铜斧高高举起，正悬在他的头顶上。
Fortunately, Qingyan arrived in time, extending nine white fox tails from behind to tightly entangle Xingtian's arm. Otherwise, Xingtian's axe would have likely chopped him down already!
"Kill!"
Xingtian roared at Qingyan and wielded his big knife, charging towards her to strike.
Whoosh!
Qingyan remained unperturbed and used three tails to block Xingtian's attack. At the same time, she embraced Yang Xuan, turned around, and let go of her arms, saying, "You stay here, I'll deal with him."
Release Yang Xuan," Qingyan's face immediately softened. She turned around and faced Xingtian.
Boom!
The two god-level figures began to fight fiercely, and after a loud noise, a strong whirlwind bursted out between Qingyan and Xingtian, causing the entire Dragon Court Mountain to tremble.
The strong wind swept around, blowing away the nearby crowd, but only Yang Xuan, Lu Xiaoqi, and Ling Chengfeng stood still without being affected due to the protection of Qingyan.
As the fierce wind subsided, Qingyan and Xingtian flew up into the sky and engaged in a fierce battle. The winds and clouds raged while lightning flashed and thunder roared.
"...You, the great demon Xingtian, are now being manipulated like a puppet. Don't you feel angry?"
"Kill!"
"Damn it! Don't think I can't beat you!"
"Kill!"
……
The demon god Xingtian seemed to have lost his sanity and was deaf to Qingyan's words. His heart was filled only with endless killing intent, wanting to destroy all living beings.
Yang Xuan stared up and closely observed the battle between followers Xingtian and Qingyan. He noticed that Qingyan was gradually falling behind and being suppressed by Xingtian's frenzied attacks. He couldn't help but feel a hint of worry.
"Xiaoqi! Chengfeng! Wake up!"
Pushed by Yang Xuan, Ling Chengfeng and Lu Xiaoqi, who had been trapped in an illusion, came back to their senses.
"What happened?"
Ling Chengfeng looked blankly at Yang Xuan, looking out of it.
"Take a look at this..."
——Dong——Dong!
Just as Qingyan and Xingtian were fighting fiercely and could not be separated, there was a loud noise in the distance. Yang Xuan turned his head and saw a huge rock giant, at least as tall as Longhoushan, taking huge steps and approaching this side of Longhoushan step by step.
On top of the Rock Giant's head, four mountain gods stand towering.
Oh no!
Yang Xuan's face changed greatly, panicking.
Dealing with Xingtian alone was already difficult for Qingyan, and now with the addition of four mountain gods, it's like adding insult to injury!