had a slight deterrent effect on this spirit demon, making it mistakenly believe that Jiang Yun was a Dao demon and thus proactively sent over a thread of subservience through its divine consciousness...Although she was touched by it, for the woman in white, Jiang Yun's shock to her was just that—just a touch of shock!

Because there were nine elders in front of her!

Of these nine elders, the weakest is at the Dao Nature Realm, and the strongest at the Dao Platform Realm.

Even a powerful warrior of the Human Dao Convergence Realm can be stopped by nine people working together.

These nine people are her true reliance, the strongest defense she has against Jiang Yun getting close.

However, there was less than ten miles left to go, and she couldn't allow Jiang Yun to break through easily. Therefore, she spoke again, using the same three words: "Kill him!"

This time, she spoke, her voice barely a whisper. It wasn't directed at the hundred thousand cultivators who had been routed and scattered, but rather to the nine elders seated around her, their eyes closed in meditation.

As soon as her voice fell, an old man suddenly opened his eyes, raised his hand, and slapped towards Jiang Yun with a palm strike.

In an instant, a gigantic hand, measuring a hundred zhang in size, appeared above Jiang Yun's head. It was covered with countless black lines.

Magic Weave!

This old man is actually a member of the demon race!

However, Jiang Yun understood. These nine elders protecting the woman in white were most likely powerful cultivators carefully selected by Daozun from various clans and sects.

Although his palms were not large, the elder's cultivation was at the Daotai realm. The immense pressure contained within his palm was like a mountain, pressing down on Jiang Yun and the tens of thousands of people behind him, including Yi Zheng. This caused their momentum to come to an abrupt halt.

Feeling the oppressive pressure from the black palm, Jiang Yun's whole body surged with energy. Under everyone's unseen skin, streaks of black lines began to appear rapidly. Those were the Vajra Demon Lines!

As the Vajra Mantra covered Jiang Yun's body at a frenzied pace, the ten thousand people behind him immediately felt the pressure on their bodies lighten.

"Fall back!"

But just then, Ginger Cloud suddenly issued a command from her mouth.

Jiang Yun led ten thousand troops, charging through over ninety li of distance. They broke through the wall of a hundred thousand cultivators, not losing a single one of their ten thousand.

Now, Jiang Yun knew that the remaining less than ten miles of distance, and those nine elders, were simply not something a mere ten thousand could contend with.

Born and die together!

Ginger Cloud couldn't allow even one of them to die because of her.

Even if he were to die, he would die first. Therefore, at this moment, he stood alone, facing the oppressive force of the black palm with his Diamond Demon Body, forcing ten thousand people to retreat and allowing him to traverse the final distance by himself.

Hearing Jiang Yun's command, the ten thousand soldiers were all stunned. Ten thousand pairs of eyes looked at Jiang Yun at the same time.

Although they knew Jiang Yun was doing this to protect them, they were prepared for death before the battle even began. The moment they stood beside Jiang Yun, they were ready to give their lives to protect him.

But now, Ginger Cloud has actually let them withdraw.

Yi, covered in blood, wiped the blood from his face and urgently said, "Master..."

Before Yi Zheng could finish his words, Jiang Yun coldly interrupted without any politeness: "Get out!"

Military orders are like mountains!

Yi Zheng stood dumbfounded for a moment, then suddenly bowed to Jiang Yun. He then turned and shouted at the crowd of ten thousand, "Didn't anyone hear what the master said All of you get back, retreat, retreat!"

As he uttered those words, a mist welled up in Yi Zheng's eyes, blurring his vision. However, he gritted his teeth and led by example, the first to retreat toward the rear.

Ten thousand people, without any hesitation, gritted their teeth and held back the tears in their eyes, starting to retreat.

Although Yi Zheng and the others were reluctant, under Jiang Yun's consecutive two identical orders, they could only retreat!

Although their bodies may be fading, each and every one of them has made a vow in their hearts: If anything were to happen to Jiang Yun, they would risk defying orders and even death itself to protect him as much as possible.

To put it mildly, a thought of self-destruction flashed through the minds of all ten thousand people present at this very moment!

But in the eyes of others, while this ten thousand strong had retreated, behind them there stood alone the figure of Ginger Cloud, not retreating!

Not only did he not retreat, but Jiang Yun also with his own strength, fiercely blocked the palm that descended from the sky.

"Huh"

This scene caused a hint of surprise to appear in the eyes of the old man who had made the move.

Jiang Yun's performance along the way, he had seen it all and knew that Jiang Yun's true strength was far inferior to his own.

Therefore, this palm strike was intentional. He wanted to kill both Jiang Yun and all the people with one strike.

Ke Jiangyun was actually able to block his own palm, which naturally caused a displeasure to flash across his face.

If one can't even block Jiang Yun's attacks when acting on their own, it would be a grave loss of face.

Therefore, a cold snort escaped his lips, and he saw the jet-black palm descend towards Jiang Yun once again.

Ginger Cloud suddenly raised his head, looking at the increasingly close palm above his head, and coldly spat out four words: "Your magic patterns, are inferior to mine!"

Amidst the sound of his voice, King Kong's demonic patterns swelled once more, crawling up from his body and onto his face. Even his eyes were consumed by the demonic markings!

This was the first time Jiang Yun had revealed all of his Vajra Demon Patterns, and for the first time, everyone saw him completely covered by them!

Just then, a gigantic figure suddenly appeared behind Jiang Yun!

Although the figure was illusory, it was still clearly visible. It was a pitch-black creature with horns on its head and towering ten thousand zhang...a demon!

With the appearance of this demon, just as when the Daoist master had appeared before, the battlefield of millions once again fell into a moment of silence.

The elderly man in white who had just made the move widened his eyes in astonishment, revealing a deep-seated mixture of disbelief and fear within them.

Every demon, deep in their hearts, felt an involuntary tremor of fear.

Before Lü Piaomiao, the tall Demon Hawk stood with vacant eyes, staring intently at the demon behind Jiang Yun.

The three-headed six-armed statue of Annihilation that had always stood firm between heaven and earth, before it even made a move, trembled slightly.

That was not the tremor of the golem, but the trembling of the demon lord within it.

Because only they know best, the demons standing behind Jiang Yun are true demon race.

Even the ancestor of the demon race!

Most people believe that there is only one ancestor of the demon clan, which is the ancestor transformed from the statue of the holy artifact of the demon clan.

But in fact, there are ten ancestors of the demon clan!

These Ten Ancestors, also known as the original owners of the Ten Great Demon Bodies, each one is the ancestor of the demon race.

However, the Ten Ancestors of the Demon Clan have long since perished. Not even in the present-day Demon Clan, nor in the most ancient records of the Demon Clan, can any clansman claim to have ever seen one of these Ten Ancestors with their own eyes.

If even one of the Ten Ancestors existed, the entire demon race wouldn't have been reduced to a state where they needed to submit to the God-Slaying Temple just to preserve their lineage.

They can only see the illusory ancestral images like the arrival of the Demon Ancestor when their clan members possess corresponding demonic bodies.

that is the demon statue manifested behind Jiang Yun now.

That is the Diamond Demon Ancestor!

"Boom!"

Just then, the pitch-black hand finally came down, but instead of landing on Jiang Yun's body, it landed on the demon statue.

Whoever stands in my way, dies!

At the same time, Jiang Yun also suddenly spoke up, clenched his fist, and fiercely smashed it toward the old man who had made the move.

It wasn't just Jiang Yun's fist that came crashing down, but also the colossal demon statue behind him, raising its own fist and smashing it toward the elder.

This punch carried no trace of spiritual energy ripples, no mystical powers whatsoever. There was only pure, raw physical strength.

But this belongs to the Vajra Demon Body, to the power of that illusory Demon Ancestor!

First release on繁體小說網 but rather that Jiang Yun has already come into contact with the secrets of this sacred artifact of the Wild Clan!Lu Lun's voice once again echoed softly in Lu Piao Miao's mind.And this time, a tinge...