Chapter 228
"What are you doing here?" Lucian’s expression turned gloomy.
"The Innate Dao Body is in here, isn’t she?" The muscular man’s mouth curled into a smirk as he strode toward Lucian.
A black executioner’s broadsword materialized out of thin air in his grip.
Lucian’s heart skipped a beat.
It wasn’t that he feared this Demon, but rather that Cecilia’s whereabouts had actually been exposed, how did this Demon know Cecilia was here?
"How did you know?" Lucian drew his sharp sword and pointed the tip straight at the Demon.
"You don’t need to know that, once I kill you, you can go ask the King of Hell!" The Demon man rapidly dashed forward.
The executioner’s broadsword in his hand fiercely chopped down toward the top of Lucian’s head.
Wide, sweeping, and domineering, using absolute strength to crush all techniques, but Lucian wasn’t intimidated in the slightest.
The fierce sword light in his hand carried a momentum no weaker than the Demon’s, thrusting directly upward to meet the heavy blade head-on.
This was his absolute confidence.
A heavy broadsword, compared to a slender longsword, was inherently more overbearing.
In a direct physical clash, it was highly likely for the slender sword to chip or even snap in half, but the sword in Lucian’s hand feared nothing.
The blood-red blade light and the silver sword qi violently collided.
A massive sonic boom exploded outward, the ground beneath their feet cracked and peeled open, layer by layer.
The Demon man frowned, this guy actually clashed head-on with me? Since when were sword cultivators this domineering?
After the collision, neither could overpower the other, and they mutually retreated.
"Worthy of a Great Sword Saint, to think your sword qi is this tyrannical." The Demon cultivator chuckled, spinning the executioner’s blade in a deadly flourish.
"Do current Demon cultivators talk this much nonsense?" Lucian held his sword single-handedly, his piercing sword qi surging toward the heavens.
"That’s because I’m waiting for backup!" The Demon cultivator grinned broadly.
Just as his voice faded, a dark shadow blotting out the sun plummeted from the sky, a gargantuan fist smashed directly toward Lucian’s head.
Lucian had just raised his sword to defend when he felt a razor-sharp intent attacking from behind as well, his brows tightened, exerting force into his steps, his figure darted to the side, narrowly dodging both deadly attacks.
After evading, he steadied his gaze.
The attackers were a Demon resembling a giant bear, and another Demon Cultivator wielding a pitch-black longsword, their strengths also hovered around the Fourth Heaven of the Deity Realm.
His expression turned exceedingly ugly, how could so many Demons and Demon Cultivators suddenly appear at once? Cecilia’s trial wasn’t over yet.
If they continued to stay here, even more enemies would likely arrive.
"Senior Sword Saint, if you leave now, we wouldn’t be able to stop you, but as our numbers keep growing, when you finally realize you want to run, it will be too late!" The executioner-blade Demon Cultivator smirked, he didn’t have much confidence fighting alone, but now that backup had arrived, he felt completely reassured.
"How on earth did you find out about this place?" Lucian absolutely had to figure out how the Demon Race knew Cecilia’s location.
If he didn’t uncover the truth, even if he killed all these Demons and whisked Cecilia away, they would just be tracked down again.
The Demon Race was somewhat manageable since they couldn’t deploy too many forces here yet, but if the Nova Clan caught wind of this, the people they sent definitely wouldn’t be low-level cultivators at the Fourth Heaven.
At that point, he truly wouldn’t be able to protect Cecilia.
"Stop asking! I absolutely refuse to tell you that we have a special secret tracking treasure!" the giant bear-like Demon, possessing a green face and protruding fangs, declared with a look of utter disdain.
The executioner-blade Demon Cultivator fell silent.
The black-sword Demon Cultivator fell silent.
The corners of Lucian’s mouth curled up, Demons truly are Demons.
"This Demon is an idiot," the executioner-blade Demon Cultivator sighed helplessly.
"Forget it, it doesn’t matter anyway, he’s going to die here regardless!" Battle intent ignited in the black-sword Demon Cultivator’s eyes, he had heard the opponent was the reincarnation of a Sword Saint, he really wanted to test his skills.
With that, he gripped his sword and charged at Lucian.
The black sword qi swirling around his body was like bone-corroding poison, causing the surrounding air to literally darken.
"Petty tricks!" Lucian sneered, and radiant sword light burst from his hand, just as he was about to cross swords with the black-sword cultivator, he felt a chill at the back of his head.
Danger from behind! He immediately leaped away.
The ground where he had just been standing was instantly blasted into a massive crater.
More had arrived, and not just one.
Lucian’s expression turned grave, he watched as eight more Demons entered his field of vision, they were all wearing uniform armor.
These were actual Demon soldiers.
His face grew even heavier, what is going on? Why did so many Demons appear all at once?
Combined with the original three, there were currently eleven Demons in total, every single one at the Fourth Heaven of the Deity Realm.
Did they mobilize this force specifically for me?
He could handle three Demons, but with eleven appearing simultaneously, even if he possessed heaven-defying skills, it was impossible to defeat them all.
Unless he broke through to the Fifth Heaven right this instant.
Damn it! Cecilia was at her most critical juncture, he could only try to delay for time.
Lucian took out a sword talisman and crushed it, calling for backup, but the other party was coming from the Heavenly Void Mystic Realm, it would take time for them to arrive.
I just have to stall as much as possible.
Lucian hovered in the air with his sword, his fingers rapidly forming incantation seals, instantly, three completely identical figures detached from his body.
These were his External Sword Avatars, he was deeply worried that some of the Demons would bypass him and directly infiltrate the secret realm to hunt down Cecilia.
There was one thing Lucian couldn’t quite understand.
Why exactly did the Demon Race want the Innate Dao Body? Could it be that the Demon Race also possessed a Dao Body Holy Fetus? But the Demon Race had no such physique!
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