Follow the path of Dao from infancy - Chapter 1002: 208: Cooking a True Immortal (12,000 More Votes Please)_3

Chapter 1002: Chapter 208: Cooking a True Immortal (12,000 More Votes Please)_3

“Hm? You’re ignoring me?”

Li Hao was ambushing the Ancient Demons when he noticed that the other Ancient Demons only shot furious glares at him but didn’t attack. It seemed they were unwilling to recklessly break away from the formation.

Seeing this, Li Hao no longer held back, accelerating his onslaught.

“Roar!”

Suddenly, a roar erupted from the black fog. The sound pierced through the air like a sonic boom, and Li Hao felt a stabbing pain in his mind, as if even his soul was trembling and buzzing.

His face turned pale. That First Level Ancient Demon was astonishingly powerful; its mere roar caused dizziness and nausea, while ripples of impact spread through his Primordial Spirit. At close range, it would undoubtedly cause severe damage.

“Run! There are two leaders!”

A middle-aged warrior’s voice urgently sounded in Li Hao’s mind.

Li Hao froze, his eyes narrowing slightly. He tried to communicate telepathically, but the other figure was obscured by black fog, rendering it impossible to pinpoint the location.

Two leaders? How could there be two?

Was this unforeseen?

Li Hao’s expression darkened. He shot a glance at the boiling, surging black fog, then turned abruptly and sprinted toward the bronze chariot.

As he fled, he used Object Control to quickly gather the bodies of the fallen Ancient Demons on the ground and stored them in the Heaven and Earth Space.

Before long, Li Hao reached the bronze chariot and turned his head back to look. The black fog in the distance still churned menacingly, its area seemingly expanding.

Li Hao had come to the chariot to avoid dragging the others down, but judging by the situation, the group had clearly yet to extricate themselves.

Li Hao’s eyes flickered with hesitation before he clenched his teeth and maneuvered the bronze chariot to charge back into the Ancient Demon territory.

Rumbling under the jolting of the chariot treads, Li Hao pressed forward to the battlefield. He could see faint glimmers of Sword Intent flashing intermittently within the black fog—indications of the middle-aged warrior’s attacks.

The man appeared to be attempting a breakout but was encircled tightly by the black fog.

Li Hao noticed hundreds of Ancient Demons nearby, each radiating a mix of crimson light and black fog, seemingly fused together into a singular unit, suspended motionless in midair.

“Die!”

Li Hao’s eyes burned with rage as killing intent flared; the Remnant Blade launched into furious motion.

His Primordial Spirit ascended into the air, golden threads coursing and igniting, erupting into blazing light. Soon, one of the threads turned into flame and enveloped his Primordial Spirit entirely, amplifying its terrifying aura.

Kill!

The speed of the Remnant Blade’s Object Control surged dramatically. Li Hao vaguely sensed a mysterious essence within the Path of Controlling Objects; in just an instant, the blade pierced through and slaughtered ten Ancient Demon bodies.

Simultaneously, his Primordial Spirit unleashed its attack, transforming into a sword bathed in Divine Flame.

In the blink of an eye, ten Ancient Demons fell, their dispersing black fog interrupted and vanquished.

Without pause, Li Hao’s ink-like eyes locked onto the next targets as the Remnant Blade swiftly moved to attack another batch.

Thud, thud, thud!

The bodies of Ancient Demons erupted one by one, crashing down from midair.

Their Primordial Spirits barely reacted before a golden flame sword extinguished them.

Li Hao rampaged furiously, igniting one golden thread after another. As one burned out, the next immediately followed.

In mere seconds, hundreds of Ancient Demon corpses fell from the sky.

Li Hao’s attention shifted to the two Second-order Ancient Demons. They had also taken notice of Li Hao’s actions, their expressions filled with horror.

The Remnant Blade attacked, forcing the two Second-order Ancient Demons to halt as the black fog around them dissipated. They had no choice but to confront him.

But the Remnant Blade was lethally sharp; their defenses crumbled as the blade pierced their Saint Domains, killing their bodies outright.

Then, Li Hao’s Primordial Spirit followed up with devastating precision. Sword Intent, as elegant as the autumn wind, condensed around his Primordial Spirit and severed the Spirit of one Second-order Ancient Demon completely.

The other Second-order Ancient Demon panicked, channeling its Spirit into another vessel, and hastily resurrected its flesh, diving headlong into the black fog. Rather than dying by Li Hao’s hand, it preferred to assist the two leaders in battling the True Immortal. With the leaders’ protection, perhaps it could find a chance of survival.

Li Hao watched the Second-order Ancient Demon escape into the black fog but didn’t dare pursue. Instead, he redirected the Remnant Blade to continue massacring other Third Rank Ancient Demons.

Some Third Rank Ancient Demons still maintained their formation, while others scattered in retreat.

Through continuous slaughter, Li Hao became intimately familiar with the anatomy of these Third Rank Ancient Demons, striking them down faster and more efficiently. One-hit kills ensured their Primordial Spirits were destroyed instantly, denying any chance for retaliation.

Although they shared the same cultivation rank as him, Li Hao felt like he was harvesting crops. This was due partly to the astounding sharpness of the Remnant Blade and partly to the enhancements in his Primordial Spirit, which allowed him to utterly overpower and annihilate these Ancient Demons.

Before long, the number of airborne Ancient Demons dwindled to around a hundred.

For Li Hao, this was merely a matter of breaths.

With his relentless slaughter, the intensity of the black fog visibly waned, and the flashes of Sword Intent within became increasingly clear.

“Die!”

Suddenly, the middle-aged warrior’s furious roar echoed.

Immediately afterward, Li Hao saw a massive figure topple from the thick black fog—the First Level Ancient Demon from earlier.

The middle-aged warrior followed closely, launching devastating attacks in pursuit.

Behind him, another equally colossal Ancient Demon bellowed furiously, chasing the warrior in an attempt to obstruct him.

“Damn it!”

The Zheng Demon roared in rage, its gaze sweeping across the sky, only to find its Ancient Demon Army reduced to fewer than a hundred soldiers, with all minor leaders slain.

Earlier, it had received reports suggesting that the Young Immortal might actually be a True Immortal playing weak. Now, with its forces greatly diminished, coupled with the looming presence of the Barbarian Demon presumably observing from the sidelines, it understood. Even if it succeeded in killing that True Immortal, the cost would be devastating, as its enemies might exploit its vulnerabilities the moment the battle concluded.

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