The Demon with Holy Radiance

Huan spoke, maintaining a nonchalant attitude.

He said nothing, but his body flared with fiery light. In an instant, two burning blades materialized in his hands. The intense heat warped the space around them, his response self-evident.

Huan chuckled and took out a Magic Staff.

The next moment, they clashed once more in close combat. The surrounding area once again echoed with thunderous, deafening explosions.

The area had already been devastated by the terrifying power of their previous battle. Now, it was being ravaged once again, with complete disregard for the destruction.

Meanwhile, Yang An had been observing the fight. He had just thought the two were about to stop, but it turned out they had only changed their method of combat, fighting even more fiercely than before.

But this was exactly what he wanted. In such a heated battle, Huan would surely be unable to pay attention to anything else.

At the same time, Yang An glanced at the unconscious little girl. He couldn’t tell if she was dead or alive; she hadn’t moved at all, not even reacting to the intense battle raging outside.

’Youth is a wonderful thing. Just knock out and sleep through anything.’

Averting his gaze, Yang An reached out and gripped the spike piercing his body.

Although it was a spike, like a javelin, the moment his hand touched it, a multitude of blood vessels shot out from within it and pierced his flesh. At the same time, a powerful constricting force pulled at him, suctioning his hand firmly to it.

Just as he was about to unleash his full power, intending to use Magic Light to forcibly melt the spike and escape before Huan could react...

...a strange aura suddenly spread from the distance.

His senses were restricted in Lower Hu; logically, he shouldn’t have been able to perceive any aura at all.

Yang An immediately looked up, but just as he raised his head, the color of everything before him changed.

The world suddenly grew dim. Everything faded, like a photographic negative. He could only see the texture of things, but not their true appearance.

A heart-pounding fluctuation was rapidly spreading toward them. The aura seemed to contain a power that could corrupt and annihilate everything.

’What is this...’

Yang An’s mind went blank. He hadn’t yet grasped what was happening, but he could feel his Heart pounding wildly, and his instincts were screaming in terror.

On the distant horizon, a dense, dark fog was rapidly devouring the world, as if some terrifying entity larger than the world itself had opened its maw to take a bite.

Huan and He, who had been locked in fierce combat, stopped simultaneously and looked toward the approaching black fog.

"A Celestial Calamity!"

"A Celestial Calamity!"

The two exclaimed almost in unison, their expressions seemingly turning grim beneath their masks.

"Why would a Celestial Calamity suddenly appear here?!"

Neither of them had any intention of fighting anymore. The Calamity was spreading with incredible speed, crossing tens of thousands of meters in the blink of an eye and drawing ever closer.

Any living being touched by the Celestial Calamity would either perish completely or, at best, become corrupted. Their Mana would be eroded, and their entire being would become unstable.

Even as Boundary Repairers of the Earth Immortal Dao Sect, they were powerless against a Celestial Calamity.

This was because it was an anomaly of heaven and earth. Even the Five Great Celestial Sects were still in the exploratory phase, only just beginning to learn how to resist them.

With no time to think, both of them put away their weapons and instantly retreated.

He left without hesitation, vanishing in the blink of an eye.

Huan, however, appeared in front of Yang An. He raised a hand, releasing the restraints on both Yang An and the little girl, and prepared to take them with him.

The Celestial Calamity was approaching too fast. It was already upon them, leaving no room for delay.

But just then, a jet of flame shot out without warning, piercing straight through Huan’s chest. Huan froze on the spot.

Crimson flames erupted across Huan’s body. One after another, cracks appeared on his flesh as the fiery light instantly filled his entire frame, forming chains that bound him.

"He!"

Huan roared in fury. He never expected He to feign retreat only to launch a sneak attack at such a critical moment.

Yang An, who had just been freed, was also caught off guard by the suddenness of it all. The flame that pierced Huan’s body had grazed past him, and even so, his left hand instantly disintegrated into ash.

Fortunately, it wasn’t a fatal injury. He hadn’t been targeting him; his target was Huan.

Flesh began to squirm and knit together as his body started to repair itself, though the process was very slow.

"This is the price you pay for stealing my prey!"

He did not reappear, but his voice echoed from the distance before fading into silence.

By now, the Celestial Calamity had arrived. The world was plunged into complete darkness as the black fog swept over, engulfing Yang An and the others in an instant.

The flames still burned on Huan’s body. Although the injury wasn’t severe, He had tampered with the attack, preventing Huan from quickly circulating the Spiritual Power within his body.

’Damn it!’

Now engulfed by the Celestial Calamity, Huan, without a second thought, instantly decided to abandon Yang An and the girl.

On his mask, the One-Eyed design glowed faintly. Still covered in flames and cracks, Huan ripped a small fissure into the void with his bare hands, then forcibly squeezed through it, vanishing along with the rift itself.

From He’s sneak attack to Huan’s abandonment and escape, everything happened so fast that Yang An never expected his "good fortune" to arrive so suddenly.

But this sudden freedom left him at a loss.

He could no longer see. In the thick black fog, he couldn’t even see his hand in front of his face. Not even his True Eye could penetrate the gloom.

The unconscious little girl had also been swallowed by the fog. Yang An couldn’t see her and figured her chances of survival were slim.

More importantly, within this so-called Celestial Calamity, the black fog clung to his body in large amounts, corroding his flesh like countless knives scraping his bones.

Yang An’s body began to decay rapidly. The black fog even tried to merge with the Mana inside him, attempting to corrupt it as well.

Within the black fog, Yang An sensed a familiar aura—as obscure and evil as the one from the Real World.

If he wasn’t mistaken, this so-called Celestial Calamity, this black fog... was the Turbidity!

Without a moment’s hesitation, Yang An instantly drew upon his Mana to activate all his Light Magic, including the Jade Kala Vajra Body and the Red Wheel Infinite Body.

Once he activated the Body Refining Technique, the decay of his flesh halted and began to reverse. The turbid black qi that had seeped into him also started to dissipate.

A brilliant light of many different colors radiated from Yang An’s body.

A solemn and holy Light Wheel hovered above his head. A phantom Cyan Dragon, wreathed in light, coiled around him. Reddish-silver serpents of lightning crackled over his body with thunderous rumbles, and he was enveloped by a colossal Divine Aspect.

Unleashing his full power in this perfect, peak state, the light he emitted instantly melted away the surrounding black fog, illuminating his vicinity.

This was the only method of resistance Yang An could think of. In this terrifying Celestial Calamity, shadows couldn’t extend, making his Light and Shadow Escape Technique completely useless.

What he hadn’t expected was that after activating all his Light Magic, his own light could actually melt the turbid black qi. The effect was surprisingly good.

The storm formed by the turbid black qi couldn’t even touch his light; it would dissipate on contact. This was a pleasant surprise for Yang An.

Although he was in the middle of a Celestial Calamity, Huan was gone. If he didn’t leave now, when would he?

’Bow Lady!’

He called out to the Bow Lady in his mind, wanting her to recreate the pain to adjust his consciousness frequency and take him back to the Gray Scale.

According to Huan, he had left a Technique inside Yang An’s body. As long as Yang An was near him, he would be unable to leave Lower Hu.

But Huan was gone now. He figured that if he could just feel the pain again, let his consciousness fall into a disoriented state, and then readjust, he should be able to leave.

But as that cold sensation appeared on his Heart, the Bow Lady quickly responded.

"It’s no use! The link between your consciousness and the pain... it seems to have been severed!"

Hearing the Bow Lady’s words, Yang An’s expression darkened. He instantly realized what had happened.

’Huan! That bastard deceived me!’

’That bastard deserves to die!’