Chapter 204: Chapter 162: The Turtle Shell Rises Again, The Advantage Is Mine, “Rolling Fortune” Fate Grid

Lu Mingyuan didn’t hold back. He slapped a Talisman on his chest. After the Talisman vanished into his chest, his sense of security increased significantly. This would prevent those Demons from smelling his scent and pouncing on him.

Slowly.

The hazy silhouettes of the mountains ahead gradually came into focus. They were a range of overlapping peaks, jagged and steep. A lot of greenery was visible on the mountainsides, and the trees were extraordinarily tall—absurdly so, easily reaching heights of dozens of meters.

Lu Mingyuan carefully determined his direction. Seeing that he was approaching Dragon Hanging Mountain, he stopped in his tracks.

Only after applying three layers of Concealment Talismans did he feel safe enough to enter.

This place was different from the area before it. It was teeming with Demons, and he couldn’t afford to make any noise.

All sorts of vicious beasts in the forest streams sniffed the air, their hind paws barely touching the ground. It was as if none of them could see Lu Mingyuan. Cautiously, he arrived at the central region of Dragon Hanging Mountain.

Looking up, he saw a colossal, inverted pyramid. Its bottom was pointed, and its top was a flat-topped mountain.

He could faintly hear terrifying cries, but he didn’t know what kind of Demon was making them.

“What is this?”

“What a huge egg.”

Lu Mingyuan found himself in a large, grassy nest. He had thought he’d wandered into a patch of reeds, but upon seeing the ten-meter-tall egg, he realized his mistake.

He had stumbled into a bird’s nest!

Just then…

BOOM!

A sudden, deafening sound erupted from the direction of the vast mountain range!

A bird’s cry—extremely vicious, piercing, sinister, and domineering—suddenly rang out.

Along with this long cry, the ferocious Demon Qi that had previously seemed restrained now spread out, sweeping in all directions.

Lu Mingyuan’s expression changed drastically.

’A Great Demon!’

’To think a Great Demon was hiding here!’

’But I’ve been concealing my aura this whole time and haven’t done anything. Why would I have provoked it?’

Lu Mingyuan soon understood. As the foul wind of Demon Qi expanded, pressing down the tall trees, small black dots abruptly appeared below Dragon Hanging Mountain.

He narrowed his eyes, infusing them with Primordial Qi, and saw a group of Human Race Cultivators beneath the demon bird.

Their expressions were filled with panic as they fled from the giant bird’s pursuit.

The massive bird was like a black sun rising. As it unfurled its coiled wings, it blotted out the sky, plunging all of Dragon Hanging Mountain into shadow.

The giant demon bird’s feathers were a messy tangle of black and white. Its three-plumed tail resembled a phoenix’s, but it had nothing to do with one. Its head was that of an eagle, but with horns. Its chest was covered in fish scales, arranged in a pattern that looked like a weeping human face.

“This is a Human Gu Celestial Eagle.” Lu Mingyuan loved to browse ancient texts in his spare time, so he recognized what this thing was.

It was a type of Demon Race from the Middle Ages, a variant of the Gu Diao, of which there were many kinds. The front half of its body resembled an osprey, but from the neck down, its feathers transitioned into scales. A single fin protruded from its chest, allowing it to move underwater.

Lu Mingyuan watched helplessly as the hunted members of the Human Race were devoured one by one by the Human Gu Celestial Eagle. They seemed to be suppressed by an invisible force, unable to escape.

’They must have been affected by the Demon Race’s pressure.’

’This Great Demon’s power is likely Above the Tenth Realm. I have no intention of intervening.’

In the blink of an eye, a river of blood flowed at the base of Dragon Hanging Mountain.

Then, in the next instant, countless streams of Sword Qi, like a vast, surging river, filled the space between heaven and earth as they attacked from afar.

Only then did the Human Gu Celestial Eagle release the prey at its beak to face the powerful opponent who had suddenly appeared.

Lu Mingyuan looked up and saw that the one who had attacked was a woman in a Daoist robe. A vermilion mark adorned the spot between her brows, and she looked like a Sword Immortal descended to the mortal world, her robes fluttering. She looked very familiar.

She held a sword in her right hand, while her other, fair hand formed a Dao Seal.

With a raise of her hand, the Flying Sword shot out, and a massive Eight Trigrams Array materialized between heaven and earth.

The Human Gu Celestial Eagle was trapped inside the Grand Array. It repeatedly slammed against the Array’s walls but was unable to break free.

The Flying Sword danced wildly, and countless chains of Golden Light formed by the Taoist Technique bound the Great Demon tightly, so dense they were a blur.

Sword Qi rained down like golden rain within the Array. The sheer power of her Sword Intent left Lu Mingyuan breathless with admiration.

The Human Gu Celestial Eagle was quickly suppressed and killed.

“Thank you, Fairy!”

This act earned her the deep gratitude of the crowd of Cultivators. More accurately, they weren’t just Cultivators. They were the sons of Princes and nobles from various nations—prominent figures in their own right—accompanied by numerous Qi Cultivators and Martial Artists. Most were clad in fine brocade and jade belts.

Even after the Human Gu Celestial Eagle died, Lu Mingyuan did not reveal himself. Instead, he tried to identify this Human Race expert.

After a closer look, a look of astonishment appeared on Lu Mingyuan’s face.

’This female Sword Immortal is none other than Elder Sui from the Celestial Master’s Mansion!’

Sui Yuqing flicked her Long Sword, and the Flying Sword instantly changed form, turning back into a Duster. She looked at the Qi Cultivators and asked doubtfully:

“How did you end up being chased by a Celestial Eagle here? This type of Demon has difficulty seeing small things, so it shouldn’t be interested in targets of your size.”

The leader, a Crown Prince dressed like a young master in brocade, looked troubled. “We don’t know either. Perhaps the Demon was just particularly vicious.”

Sui Yuqing warned, “Don’t wander around. Stay put and wait for rescue. This place isn’t the true Wilderness World. It’s a pocket dimension, a piece of the Wilderness intercepted by a great figure of the Demon Race. You are all in the palm of its hand right now.”

The words had barely left her mouth.

Another terrifying cry echoed from the top of Dragon Hanging Mountain.

Hearing the sound, the surrounding Demons all scattered and fled.

“Fairy, it sounds like another Demon has awakened! Shouldn’t we flee quickly!” a Martial Artist urged in a panic.

“Don’t you…”

Before Sui Yuqing could finish, these people were already preparing to bolt. She watched their retreating backs, feeling rather helpless.

“Elder Sui, don’t bother. You can’t convince them.”

Just then, an aura appeared behind Sui Yuqing. Her willow-like brows furrowed. She turned her head, and upon seeing the person, her brows relaxed again.

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