"Someone!"
"It's a cultivator, capture him quickly!"
"Not good! He's a ninth-tier Great Ascension stage cultivator, quickly summon the Grand Elder!"
"Surround him, surround him! We have numbers, we're not afraid of him!"
Yang Hong shook his head, calming the dizziness and nausea he felt.
The feeling of using a Boundary Breaking Stone to enter and exit a secret realm was like being thrown into a washing machine on high-speed spin, only for the machine to explode, and then he was flung out.
It was truly unbearable.
To the extent that all his preparations for invisibility and concealing his presence had failed. The moment he appeared in this Bone Demon Sect secret realm, he was discovered.
"Bone Cage!"
"Bone Demon's Great Claw!"
"Spiritual Bone Entanglement!"
In the next instant, countless bones immediately surrounded Yang Hong, plunging him into darkness before he could even adapt to the secret realm's sunlight.
Some of the bones were dark, as if they could devour all light, emitting a profound demonic aura; some were gray-black, with gray mist swirling around them, accompanied by eerie ghost cries; and even more bones were as white as jade, radiating a vast celestial aura.
These bones were clearly extraordinary, and their former owners were also extraordinary.
Yet, these beings, who seemed like immortals and demons, were all killed by the cultivators of the Bone Demon Sect, becoming materials and nourishment for their cultivation!
The Bone Demon Sect truly lived up to its reputation as a demonic sect that had continued for hundreds of thousands of years without interruption!
However, these demonic cultivators intended to capture Yang Hong and interrogate him about the outside world, rather than kill him. All their spells were focused on confinement.
"You want to capture me? A very good idea.
Blazing Flames~ Sky-High!"
Yang Hong, trapped within countless bones, spoke calmly. Orange-red flames immediately ignited around him, resembling Red Lotus Karmic Fire, but much fainter and lacking the ability to burn souls.
All it possessed was scorching heat.
Crackle~
The moment the orange-red flames ignited, they set fire to the black bones around him.
A profound demonic aura erupted, forming a vortex of demonic energy that tightly encircled Yang Hong. As the vortex spun, it drew in the demonic energy within the secret realm, continuously injecting it into the vortex.
However, this deep and terrifying demonic aura could not advance further than a zhang from Yang Hong. Under the burning of the orange-red flames, any demonic energy that approached was instantly reduced to a wisp of black smoke.
As the black demonic bones were completely incinerated, the black demonic aura began to dissipate. But in the distance, a large number of Bone Demon Sect cultivators were already converging.
Blazing Flames were effective against demonic energy, and after only a quarter of an hour, they were completely burned. The demonic cultivators who arrived later, seeing this, dared not continue to use spells or magical artifacts containing demonic bones to attack Yang Hong.
The gray bones containing ghostly energy were slightly more resistant, lasting for three quarters of an hour before being gradually burned; only the crystalline white bones, containing cultivation spiritual energy and celestial energy, remained largely undamaged.
"Quick~ Quick~ Quick~ Use spiritual bone magical artifacts to attack this cultivator!"
"Quick, go invite the Carefree Ancestor! He has the residual bone of an immortal, he can definitely kill this cultivator!"
The demonic cultivators, seeing that Yang Hong seemed to have no way to deal with the white spiritual bones, were unaware that he was using the opportunity to refine these spiritual bones. In his eyes, these spiritual bones were rare materials for artifact refining.
He happened to have a top-grade magical artifact to forge, which required a large amount of bones. He usually had reservations about collecting them, but now that they were delivered to his doorstep, he naturally wouldn't waste them.
"Damn it~ This cultivator is too strong! He's refining my spiritual bone magical artifact!"
"Retreat~ Retreat! These flames can burn mana and harm the soul."
"Stop attacking him with magical artifacts, use spells, long-range spells!"
As a sinister voice rang out, the chaotic demonic cultivators gradually became calm and orderly.
Countless spells, led by a powerful figure, began to rain down on Yang Hong in an organized manner.
With a series of splattering sounds, the blazing flames, which had originally extended more than three zhang from his body, were quickly compressed to within three feet of Yang Hong.
"Heh heh~ You want to use spells, do you?
Demonic cultivator spells, I know them too~"
"Corroding Bone Demonic Flame!"
With Yang Hong's shout, the orange-red blazing flames instantly retracted. Then, purple-black flames ignited around his body, and a thick aura of evil erupted from him.
"A demonic cultivator! Are you also a demonic cultivator, young friend?"
"A misunderstanding~ Everyone stop, stop!"
After the sinister voice finished speaking, the speaker emerged from the rear of the demonic cultivator crowd. The demonic cultivators who had been attacking Yang Hong haphazardly gradually ceased their attacks and retreated, forming ranks.
"Young friend, from which Holy Sect are you?"
A thin old man stopped about ten zhang in front of Yang Hong. As he spoke to Yang Hong, his eyes, black and without whites, remained fixed on Yang Hong. The silver-white skull in his hand occasionally flashed with a pale spiritual light.
Yang Hong only glanced at the skull and could feel the presence of mutated celestial energy within it. This old man was stalling for time, preparing a powerful move.
"Me? I'm from the Heart Demon Sect.
You don't believe me, do you? I'll demonstrate a spell, and then you'll believe me."
As he spoke, his hands moved like a butterfly in flight, gathering faint demonic energy above his head. A dark cloud quickly formed, and demonic energy was injected even faster.
"Young friend, you have remarkable skills. This method of gathering demonic energy, I must admit my inferiority. I believe you now, please stop your spell."
The thin old man said he believed, but the white skull in his hand had already floated before him, and his hands were rapidly forming seals.
"No, I must prove myself properly, and my spell is complete."
"Demonic Might like a Prison!"
Rumble~~
A bolt of purple-black lightning rapidly descended, striking towards the thin old man!
This old man's cultivation was at least in the late stage of the Great Ascension. Just standing there gave Yang Hong a palpable sense of threat. Therefore, Yang Hong did not hold back when he attacked.
And this spell was a ninth-tier demonic cultivator spell, with extraordinary power! It was truly from the Heart Demon Sect, a spoil of war he obtained from the secret realm of the Heart Demon Sect's destruction in a previous life.
"Beast, how dare you!"
"How dare I~"
Yang Hong laughed, and with a flip of his right hand, a seventh-tier flying sword appeared in his grasp.
"Domain~ Gentle Breeze!"
He thrust his flying sword forward, and a soft wind slowly rose around him.
He hadn't comprehended the domain of time yet, but he wanted to perfect his sword intent domain.
Countless purple-black lightning bolts rained down like a fierce storm, separating all the demonic cultivators from him. Taking advantage of this time, Yang Hong's domain slowly unfurled.
"Quick! Attack, use all your means, all your magical artifacts! This bastard is activating his domain!
Sword Domain!"
The thin old man, as he spoke, hurled the skull in his hand towards Yang Hong. At the same time, he released various magical artifacts from his storage ring, throwing them all at Yang Hong.
Bang bang bang~
Magical artifacts were continuously shattered by Yang Hong's spells and domain, emitting a dense barrage of explosions like firecrackers.
But stopping Yang Hong was impossible.
After preparing for so long, how could he be interrupted by these magical artifacts?
A gentle breeze blew across the plains, and demonic cultivators were instantly decapitated. Their nascent souls, which had just escaped, were also ground to dust and scattered to the wind and heavens.
"Retreat~"
"Run quickly~"
"Charge! Charge out of the secret realm!"
Upon witnessing the terrifying power of the Gentle Breeze, the demonic cultivators fell into complete disarray. Even with elders directing them, they quickly collapsed and fled.