A saber hacked fiercely into the old ape’s waist, and the creature was sent skidding sideways. The moment it landed, it lunged ferociously at a nearby elder monk. Its savagery was overwhelming! Just then, two Daoists from Song City flung out two yellow ropes, which instantly looped around the old ape’s body. Ssss! The ape’s fur crackled with sound, and the stench of burnt hair filled the air. These two Daoists were master and disciple. The technique they cultivated was called Hellbind Ropes. The ropes contained purifying spirit power, and once they ensnared ordinary evil spirits, there was no escape. They had spent years wandering together and fought with perfect coordination, and with this move, they managed to restrain even the monstrous strength of the old ape. Each of them held a hand seal and gripped one end of the yellow ropes, forcing the old ape to a halt. Jus then, a look of pain and struggle twisted across the creature’s face. Meanwhile, Old Ghost Wu extended his hand, and black claws sprouted from his fingertips before lunging at the ape’s eyes. At the same time, an elder monk from the Buddhist sect smashed his prayer beads downward like a flail. On the other hand, Mr. Ma gripped a short saber engraved with complex talismanic runes and stabbed it directly toward the ape’s heart. In just a blink, the old ape was plunged into a dire situation. The ape let out a furious, wild howl. It was unyielding and defiant, and its demonic qi surged skyward. In its hand, the Demonslayer Pestle suddenly erupted with a burst of cyan light. In an instant, the force of the surge repelled everyone nearby, and the two yellow ropes that had bound it were also shredded. With a flicker, the old ape dashed straight toward the high platform. All anyone could feel was a howling wind passing by, and in the next heartbeat, the old ape had appeared ten zhang up the staircase. A flash of sword light suddenly streaked through the air, and the old ape raised the Demonslayer Pestle to block it. But at the last moment, the sword light curved unexpectedly, evading the pestle and piercing straight into the old ape’s chest. Bai Hongtu’s eyes gleamed with determination. His talent was extraordinary, and his Flying Sword Technique had clearly reached a new level. With a single thought, he manipulated the sword mid-air, narrowly dodging the ape’s weapon at the last critical instant. “Exorcize evil!” Bai Hongtu shouted coldly. The Flying Sword, as if gripped by an invisible hand, suddenly accelerated and drove in even deeper. A thunderous sound rang out from the old ape’s chest, like red-hot metal being struck by a massive hammer, as sparks flew everywhere. At this time, the old ape froze mid-motion, eyes flashing with pain. Bai Hongtu’s Flying Sword posed a serious threat. Taking advantage of that pause, a figure darted in. It was Li Yanchu! He slashed down with swift, unstoppable force, generating a wave of blistering heat. The power of Six Yang Force surged through the Jiaoslayer, tearing through resistance like paper. But the old ape’s Demonslayer Pestle once again flared with cyan light, releasing a burst of force that blasted both the sword and the saber qi away. Li Yanchu was forced back three steps, and he barely managed to steady himself. In that moment, he’d felt a surge of courageous, righteous power, which was completely unlike anything demonic. And yet, within the Demonslayer Pestle was also an aura that made the heart tremble; it was something far more ancient and profound. The old ape prepared to charge toward the high platform again, but just then, dozens of thin threads suddenly sprang up at its feet, wrapping tightly around its body. The threads were razor-sharp, digging into the ape’s flesh instantly. With that, blood began to seep from numerous cuts. Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on novel✦fire.net Li Yanchu turned to look and saw the one behind the attack. It was the seemingly frail and harmless Granny Chang. This smiling elderly woman, Granny Chang, had struck the old ape with a single move at the perfect moment. Her timing was absolutely flawless. At this time, Master Shenshan and Daoist Master Yuanyi charged forward. Now that the old ape was clearly trying to reach the high platform, they were certain that there must be something strange about that bronze coffin. If that was the case, then they absolutely could not allow the ape to get there. And it had to be said that the veteran cultivators of the older generation really knew their craft. These two, respected leaders of both Buddhist and Daoist sects, moved with calm precision and were not the least bit showy or overdramatic. Their every move was sharp, precise, and brutally effective. The combined power of Daoist Master Yuanyi’s spell sword and Master Shenshan’s gold alms bowl was immense. Together, they unleashed their might upon the old ape, who was still bound by Granny Chang’s razor threads. Suddenly, the Demonslayer Pestle in the ape’s hand lit up with a burst of cyan light, but before the glow could expand, a strong and steady hand came down and pressed it firmly in place. Li Yanchu had used Divine Astral Hands, a grappling technique which was both swift and subtle, yet infused with a force capable of shattering stone and tearing metal. The Divine Astral Hands encompassed a variety of profound martial arts techniques, all executed with exquisite precision. The old ape immediately felt his grip go light, and his eyes went wide in shock. Where’s my Demonslayer Pestle!? Li Yanchu’s foot shifted, and his body shot away with blinding speed, even faster than when he’d approached. As he moved, a blurred afterimage lingered in the air behind him. Before the old ape could recover from the shock of having his weapon stolen, the combined attacks of Daoist Master Yuanyi and Master Shenshan had already arrived. The ape was smashed in the head by the gold alms bowl, and it staggered dizzily. A sword glowing with cyan light plunged into his lower abdomen, driving a cun deep into his flesh. But the Daoist’s exorcism power contained within the sword made the old ape's body instantly freeze. The ape let out a roar filled with rage and sorrow, brimming with ferocity. A monstrous demonic qi surged to life within him, and with a single punch, he slammed into Daoist Master Yuanyi’s chest. Daoist Master Yuanyi was blasted backward, and his body was flung through the air. Just then, a talisman on his chest burst into flames and started burning fiercely. If he hadn’t had that protective charm pressed against his chest, the old ape’s strike would have crippled him outright. Even so, Daoist Master Yuanyi still coughed up a mouthful of blood with a sharp sound. Crimson liquid soaked through his robes, dyeing the front of his chest red. The old ape, like an unyielding demonic battle warrior, threw back his head and let out a howl to the heavens while beating his chest with both fists. Thud! Thud! Thud! It sounded like war drums pounding. The razor-thin wires that had been binding him were suddenly dispelled, as if they had encountered something terrifying and untouchable. The old ape bellowed at the crowd, and its roar hit like a tidal wave. A wave of invisible sonic force rippled outward, and the ground quaked, which caused the entire tomb chamber to shake violently. The gemstones embedded in the dome ceiling trembled and rattled, and many of them broke free and came crashing down. Plop! Plop! Several gems splashed into the surrounding pools, sending water flying. Meanwhile, multiple cultivators began bleeding from their eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, and their faces turned deathly pale. The life force of those struck by the sonic blast visibly faded and withered. At this time, Wang Yunting dropped to one knee, feeling as though a sledgehammer had struck him directly in the chest. Blood streamed from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, giving him a grim and terrifying appearance. Even Mr. Ma, the immortal-invoker from Liaodong, felt a rare flicker of fear. The so called “Great Immortals,” Fox, Weasel, Snake, Hedgehog, or Rat, were also demon cultivators from deep mountains and forests in truth. Some harmed humans, but some didn’t. But Mr. Ma reacted the most violently to the aura released by the old ape just now, and he abruptly spat out a mouthful of dark blood as his body convulsed. His face turned even more waxy and yellow, and his whole being looked like he could collapse and die at any moment. Then, the old ape’s gaze locked onto Li Yanchu. Its eyes brimmed with murderous intent. “You’re the one who deserves death the most.” The old ape spoke in human tongue, and its voice was seething with deep hatred. Li Yanchu instantly felt an overwhelming killing intent lock onto him, and even from a distance, he could feel the oppressive, venomous aura radiating off the old ape. His heart sank. Who would’ve thought this old ape could still explode with such terrifying power!?