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Chapter 647 Crisis!
Chapter 647 Crisis!
This scene caused a solemn expression to appear on everyone present, and Dean Song and the other two exchanged glances, all of them seeing a resolute look in each other's eyes.
Do you really think you're my match?
The demon god, with a faint smile, gazed at the three figures that were growing larger and larger, and continued:
"Even if I am now merely a mind, that is not something you can provoke!"
“Master Ranku, Daoist Qingxu, Lin Ru, the three of you go and stop those three kings. I will handle this demon god.”
Dean Song clenched his fist, and a jade seal appeared in his hand. Then, he said with a gloomy expression.
Although he was only half a step away from becoming a Quasi-Saint, this was their Confucian Saint Mountain, so he had the power of Confucian Saint Mountain to support him. If he could summon the power of Confucian Saint Mountain, he should be about the same as his opponent. Moreover, his opponent was only a mental body and did not have the power of a physical body. Although he could not defeat him, once his opponent's mental power weakened, he would have an opportunity to take advantage of it.
The opponent is just one step away from becoming a demon god, so he can't stay here for too long, otherwise it will damage his true form. So now we just need to hold him off, and we can win a great victory!
"Dean Song, that won't do. With your strength, you're no match for him at all."
Upon hearing this, both Ran Ku and Daoist Qing Xu's expressions changed. Dean Song's strength was comparable to theirs, and even with the help of the Confucian Sage Mountain, they would probably find it difficult to defeat him. In fact, they might even lose their lives here if they were not careful.
The three of them are the leaders of this place, and the death of any one of them would be an unacceptable price for them.
"Dean, let me go and fight that demon god."
Lin Ru pleaded.
Dean Song shook his head, his face grave. He knew the stakes involved, but at present, only he had the strength to fight this demon god.
If they were to switch sides, and Lin Ru were to be defeated, they would be completely without hope.
Moreover, Ye Ru is currently improving his strength. If his hiding place is discovered, it will be an indelible blow to the human race.
"Alright, my mind is made up. This is the only way. It doesn't matter if we die, but if Ye Ru is in danger, then we're really finished."
As soon as he finished speaking, Dean Song stood suspended in mid-air, then looked at the demon god in the distance with a hint of coldness on his face.
"How arrogant! How can you possibly stop me by yourself?"
Upon seeing Dean Song before him, the Demon God's lips curled into a mocking smile.
Upon hearing the demon god's mocking laughter, Dean Song glanced at him, then closed his eyes and shouted:
"Confucius above, today our sacred mountain is facing annihilation. We hope to temporarily borrow the power of the sacred mountain of Confucianism."
As soon as he finished speaking, a strange power of the Holy Path suddenly appeared on Mount Rusheng. This power of the Holy Path fell into Dean Song's body, and the latter's strength increased rapidly, like a volcanic eruption.
This power created a sense of oppression in the surrounding area.
"Do it!"
Sensing Dean Song's rising strength, even the Demon God felt threatened. He was currently in a state of mind rather than a physical body, and the opponent's strength was almost on par with his own.
Thinking of this, the demon god's face turned cold, and he took a step forward, his cold shout filled with killing intent suddenly ringing out.
"Yes!"
Upon hearing the demon god's cold shout, a murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the demons behind them. Immediately, streams of demonic power surged out like a flood, eventually heading towards the humans of the Holy Mountain.
The scholars, too, held writing brushes in their hands, their faces bearing a hint of murderous intent.
"kill!"
After a brief stalemate, a furious shout rang out, and finally, those demons who were comparable to great scholars and academicians all shot towards the human race.
"Whether our human race survives or perishes depends entirely on today!"
Upon seeing this, the human scholars also let out a fierce shout and immediately charged at him.
The moment the two clashed, countless talents and demonic powers surged forth, and a murderous aura suddenly boiled up in all directions.
Those scholars knew that if they couldn't win this battle, they would be forever condemned to purgatory.
"Dean Song, let me see just how much stronger you have become after absorbing the power of the Confucian Sage Mountain?"
Seeing the two armies clash, the demon god smiled, then looked at Dean Song, and finally shot towards him.
"Alright, then let me show you. It's been so many years since I've asked about the facts. It seems that your demon race has become too arrogant."
The demon god let out a strange laugh, his speed increasing instead of decreasing, and his powerful force swept out in all directions. Then, in a flash, he appeared in front of the old doctor, his hand transforming into a tiger claw, carrying a ferocious power, and slammed towards Dean Song. If this claw landed, Dean Song would probably die on the spot.
"Humph!"
Faced with the demon god's powerful attack, Dean Song snorted coldly, and a ruler appeared in his hand. He did not dodge, but flicked his finger lightly, and the ruler expanded in the wind, finally transforming into a shield that enveloped his entire body.
At the same time, with his other hand, he held a writing brush and stabbed it mercilessly toward the demon god's head.
The brush was imbued with sacred runes, and a suppressive power spread outwards.
"Is this the Spring and Autumn Annals?"
Upon seeing this, the demon god's expression changed slightly. This Spring and Autumn Brush was the same brush Confucius used when compiling the Spring and Autumn Annals. It carried an extremely strong suppressive power. Once touched by this brush, one's thoughts would likely be suppressed in an instant.
The next moment, the demon god's attack suddenly stopped, and he retreated backward, blocking the tip of the Spring and Autumn Brush.
"What? A demon god would actually dodge attacks?"
Seeing this, Dean Song's lips curled up. He naturally knew what was going on. He immediately stepped into the air and chased after the demon god again.
"A demonic voice pierces the ears!"
The demon god narrowed his eyes slightly, then waved his hand, and countless demonic sounds transformed into tangible sound waves, spreading towards everyone.
These sound waves, when they entered people's ears, actually caused their blood to flow backward.
Dean Song naturally felt the blood and energy surging within his body. He frowned, and an ancient zither floated up, then swelled in the wind, finally transforming into countless musical notes that confronted the demonic sounds.
Meanwhile, Ran Ku and Daoist Qing Xu were also fighting their respective opponents. Their strengths were evenly matched, and for a time neither of them could win.
Moreover, the battles between the scholars and the demons were exceptionally terrifying. If this force were placed among the Ten Kingdoms, it would probably be annihilated in an instant.
"boom!"
In the sky, two figures intersected, and terrifying talent energy and demonic power spread outwards like a tide. This terrifying power was enough to kill even a Hanlin scholar.
At this moment, Dean Song was able to unleash his true strength.
"boom!"
Another collision occurred, and the Spring and Autumn Annals pen in Dean Song's hand flew backward, finally embedding itself in the ground. He also staggered back dozens of steps, his face showing a more solemn expression.
"Dean Song, so what if you used the power of Confucian Sage Mountain? You're still my defeated opponent. I advise you not to resist anymore and just surrender. That way you can save your life. Otherwise, you won't have that chance later."
Although Dean Song staggered back dozens of steps, the demon god was not faring well either. After being struck by the Spring and Autumn Annals, his mental power was also somewhat depleted.
He hadn't expected that while his own demon race had been hiding its strength, the other party had also been hiding its strength, and that this strength was so formidable. If he could be persuaded to surrender to the demon race, he would likely become a being no weaker than the three Underworld Kings in the future.
"dream."
Dean Song gave a cold laugh and said.
"If that's the case, then go die!"
As the shout fell, the demon god roared to the sky, and a vast black demonic power surged out from his body, eventually condensing into a gigantic demonic beast.
Although this monster was formed from black mist, making its face unclear, it carried a terrifying aura.
"A demonic aura roars at the sun!"
The demon god's palm was facing the old medicine master, and then he suddenly clenched his fist. The huge demon beast behind him also emitted a terrifying and shrill scream. The next moment, it slammed into Dean Song.
Sensing the terrifying energy emanating from the demonic beast, Dean Song dared not be careless in the slightest. His inner talent surged forth, eventually transforming into a giant brush, which clashed heavily with the demonic beast.
"Oh!"
The two collided, and a deafening explosion resounded throughout the area. The terrifying force caused the surrounding space to begin to crack.
After his talent vanished, Dean Song was panting heavily. Clearly, even with the power of the Confucian Sage Mountain, he was helpless against this kind of battle.
Just then, a dark shadow rapidly enlarged in his pupils. The powerful force caused his pupils to shrink instantly, and his expression turned somewhat ugly.
"boom!"
Even Dean Song coughed up a mouthful of blood after taking that attack from the demon god.
It seems that even with the power of the Confucian Sage Mountain, he is still no match for his opponent.
"boom!"
At this moment, Lin Ru also spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body quickly fell to the ground, with blood splattering down his body. It seemed that Lin Ru had no way to defeat the Netherworld King.
"Lin Ru!"
Upon seeing Lin Ru injured by the Underworld King, Dean Song's expression changed.
Everyone understands that if these Hades win, humanity will suffer a devastating blow.
The other side will absolutely not allow even one person to escape!
"Haha, Dean Song, it's over."
The demon god swept away, no longer wanting to play with them. With a swift movement, he appeared in front of Dean Song and slammed his palm down hard on the latter's chest.
"Pfft!"
This ferocious blow caused Dean Song to spit out another mouthful of blood before crashing heavily to the ground, creating a deep trench.
The human scholars who witnessed this scene felt their spirits sink, their faces showing a hint of despair. They never expected that even someone as strong as Dean Song would be defeated!
"Kill them all!"
The demon god looked at the pale-faced Dean Song, then stomped his foot and blasted towards the latter.
The ever-growing demon god was reflected in his pupils. Dean Song struggled to his feet, wanting to fight him to the death.
However, at this moment, a beam of light, like lightning, shot towards the demon god. When the demon god sensed this powerful force, his expression changed, and he immediately withdrew his attack.
After the demon god retreated, a golden light swept directly from the Palace of Saints, the light shooting out in the shape of a human figure. At the same time, a chilling shout resounded throughout the area:
"Anyone who attacks our human race's sacred land will be killed without exception!"
The sound resounded, and the Wenqu Star in the sky also emitted a silver light, finally falling into the light and shadow. At the same time, countless powerful holy powers poured down on the many scholars present, and their injuries began to heal.
Sensing this somewhat familiar aura, the demon god hovering in the sky narrowed its eyes, its face filled with utter horror, and an incredulous voice echoed throughout the area:
"The Sage Confucius? How is that possible?"