MTLNOVEL Chapter 778: Demonic Path Colossus, Thousand-Faced Master? (Part 2)
The Demonic Beast was pained by the golden light, let out an angry roar, and turned to pounce on Qing Shuang.
Luo Chen seized the opportunity to move below the Demonic Beast, took a deep breath, and gathered all his strength at the tip of his sword, then fiercely thrust it into the Demonic Beast's abdomen.
The sword tip pierced the skin of the Demonic Beast, Luo Chen felt a resistance, but he did not give up, continued to push hard, and finally, the sword tip penetrated the Demonic Beast's abdomen.
The Demonic Beast let out a piercing howl, its body began to tremble.
Luo Chen knew this was the critical moment, he twisted the sword blade, pulled hard, and ripped open a giant wound in the Demonic Beast's abdomen.
Seeing this, Qing Shuang immediately joined the battle, together they finally defeated the gigantic Demonic Beast.
The Demonic Beast fell to the ground, gradually turning into a puddle of black water, leaving only a Demon Core emitting a faint glow.
Luo Chen and Qing Shuang exchanged a glance, saw a trace of fatigue in each other's eyes, but even more was the joy of victory.
"It's done."
Luo Chen said.
Qing Shuang smiled and nodded, "Yes, Luo Chen, we've won again."
The two rested for a while and regained some strength.
Luo Chen picked up the Demon Core from the ground, carefully observed it, "This Demon Core contains powerful energy, perhaps it will be helpful for our upcoming journey."
Qing Shuang nodded in agreement, "Let's keep moving forward, there are more secrets waiting to be uncovered in the depths of the endless You Tan."
Luo Chen stored the Demon Core, and the two ventured deeper, the surrounding environment becoming increasingly eerie.
They passed through the dark forest, crossed treacherous peaks, and finally arrived at a desolate plain.
On the plain, an ancient city stood before them, the city walls engraved with the marks of time.
"This city..." Luo Chen murmured, "Could it be the legendary You Tan Ancient City?"
Qing Shuang's eyes gleamed with excitement, "If it truly is the You Tan Ancient City, there might be endless treasures and secrets hidden here."
The two cautiously entered the ancient city, with no one inside, only the sound of wind whistling in their ears.
They walked through street after street, arriving in front of a magnificent palace.
The palace doors were tightly shut, Luo Chen and Qing Shuang pushed them open together.
Behind the doors was a resplendent hall, a huge stone coffin placed in the center.
"Could there be something powerful lying inside this stone coffin?" Qing Shuang asked softly.
Luo Chen stepped forward, carefully observing the stone coffin, "Let's be cautious, and not act impulsively."
As they were about to explore further, the stone coffin suddenly trembled.
Luo Chen and Qing Shuang immediately stepped back, watching the stone coffin warily.
The lid of the stone coffin slowly moved aside, a figure slowly stood up from the coffin.
That figure wore ancient Battle Armor and held a Longsword, although his face was blurred, he exuded a strong presence.
However, the expression on his face was rather ferocious.
Especially those eyes, blood-red yet with a hint of cyan.
Making both Luo Chen and Qing Shuang shiver.
"Hahaha, after so many years, someone has finally come!"
"I thought I would spend my whole life lying here, but unexpectedly, Cultivators have found this place and found me, and since that's the case..."
"Then, your bodies are mine."
"Boy, you should feel honored!"
Luo Chen tightly gripped the sword hilt, his gaze unwaveringly fixed on the figure that stood up from the stone coffin.
Qing Shuang quietly took a piece of Talisman Paper from her waist, ready to handle a potential crisis at any moment.
"Who are you?" Luo Chen asked in a deep voice, trying to find clues from the other's words.
The figure let out a low laugh, as if mocking Luo Chen's ignorance, "Who am I? Hahaha, you juniors don't even recognize me? I am the Demonic Path giant from over three thousand years ago, the Demonic Cultivator of a Thousand Faces, and your nightmare!"
Luo Chen and Qing Shuang exchanged a glance, both seeing a trace of caution in each other's eyes.
This self-proclaimed Demonic Cultivator of a Thousand Faces was clearly not someone they could easily handle.
"Demonic Cultivator of a Thousand Faces?" Luo Chen repeated, trying to search his memory for information about this name.
Qing Shuang whispered to Luo Chen, "I read in an Ancient Tome that the Thousand Faces was a very powerful Demonic Cultivator from three thousand years ago, said to be able to change forms endlessly, and no one could see through his true self."
"Hahaha, not bad, young girl, you have some insight." The Thousand Faces' voice carried a hint of approval, but more of it was cold and cruel.
Luo Chen gripped the sword hilt tightly and asked in a deep voice, "Given that you are from three thousand years ago, why are you here?"
The laughter of the Thousand Faces gradually ceased, his blood-red and cyan eyes flickering with a peculiar light, "You need not know that, but since you are here, don't think you'll leave alive."
As soon as the words were spoken, the shadow of the Thousand Faces suddenly blurred, the next moment he appeared in front of Luo Chen, with the Longsword pointed straight at Luo Chen's throat.
Luo Chen reacted swiftly, his body shifted, evading the deadly strike.
Qing Shuang seized the opportunity to throw the Talisman Paper, which transformed into a golden light, striking the back of the Thousand Faces.
The Thousand Faces seemed disdainful of Qing Shuang's attack, his figure swayed and easily dodged the golden light, simultaneously attacking back with one sword stroke, forcing Qing Shuang to retreat.
"Your cultivation is far inferior to those Immortal Cultivators three thousand years ago." The Thousand Faces mocked.
Luo Chen and Qing Shuang's hearts sank, knowing they must be more cautious facing such a strong adversary.
"Luo Chen, we need to join forces." Qing Shuang said softly.
Luo Chen nodded, realizing that only by working together could they have any chance of defeating the formidable adversary before them.
"Alright, we'll attack from both sides to try and divert his attention." Luo Chen responded softly.
The two once again assumed their stances, Luo Chen launching an attack from the left and Qing Shuang from the right with her Talisman Paper.
Though powerful, the Thousand Faces had to seriously contend with their dual assault.
The battle persisted for a long time, although Luo Chen and Qing Shuang were repeatedly driven back, they never gave up.
With each attack, they became more coordinated, understanding each other's combat style better.
The Thousand Faces seemed to feel a trace of fatigue too, his moves no longer as swift as he initially began, nor his strikes as precise.
"You juniors are truly pesky!" The Thousand Faces roared angrily, his figure suddenly surged, turning into a gigantic shadow.
Luo Chen and Qing Shuang were taken by surprise by the sudden change, but quickly reacted, retreating to avoid the shadow's assault.
"Luo Chen, we can't let him continue like this, we must quickly find his weakness." Qing Shuang said anxiously.
Luo Chen nodded, realizing if the battle dragged on, they would eventually be defeated.
"Qing Shuang, have you noticed each time after he attacks, there's a momentary pause?" Luo Chen suddenly said.
Qing Shuang, startled, quickly grasped the insight, "You mean, his power is not limitless?"
"Exactly, we might be able to use this." Luo Chen said firmly.
The pair launched another attack, this time paying close attention to each of the Thousand Faces' movements.
Indeed, as Luo Chen anticipated, after each attack, the Thousand Faces would have a brief pause.
Luo Chen and Qing Shuang seized this chance to launch successive attacks, forcing the Thousand Faces to expend more energy responding.
Eventually, after one attack, the pause duration of the Thousand Faces was longer than before.
Luo Chen and Qing Shuang seized the opportunity, launching their strongest assault.
Luo Chen's sword tip condensed all his True Qi, transforming into a dazzling light, thrusting toward the chest of the Thousand Faces.
Qing Shuang cast her final Talisman Paper, which turned into an enormous beam of golden light, enveloping the Thousand Faces entirely.
The Thousand Faces let out a piercing scream, his body beginning to crumble, dissolving into a cloud of black mist, eventually dissipating into the air.