Demon Gate Player

Chapter 17: Song of the Golden Moon

Dragon Scale Island, thousands of miles away.

Countless sea demons rode the wind and waves, like stars surrounding the moon, escorting a giant whale as they moved forward.

From afar, there were tens of thousands of strange and grotesque Demonic Beasts.

On the back of the giant whale was a magnificent white jade palace, where ten powerful demonic forces converged, forming a terrifying Monster Qi that soared into the sky.

Inside the white jade palace.

A stunning beauty dressed in a golden gown sat on the main seat, looking down with an imposing and cold demeanor.

Not only did she have a breathtakingly beautiful face, but she also had a slender figure with exquisite curves. The dark golden silk dress tightly wrapped around her graceful body, and beneath her slender and round waist, her long and symmetrical legs crossed, exuding an extremely charming demeanor.

Underneath her beautiful figure seemed to be a hidden wild power, adding a touch of elegance to her beauty.

On both sides below her, stood ten men and women, all of them at the Dao Foundation cultivation level and transformed into humanoid Monster Race.

"Five years ago, my eighth brother left Dragon Palace alone and never returned. Soon after, his life candle was extinguished."

"These years, I finally found the place where my eighth brother fell. Everything I see on this journey will be mercilessly killed."

The woman in the golden gown spoke in a cold tone.

"Yes!"

The ten people in the palace responded in unison.

The killing intent in Golden Moon Song's beautiful eyes was fierce, wishing to arrive at the front immediately and find the enemy who killed her younger brother.

These ten people in the palace were all top experts of the Monster Race that she had cultivated using the resources of the Crimson-Blood Golden Flood-Dragon Clan. They had different talents and were comparable to the inner disciples of the major human cultivation sects!

Outside the giant whale, there were also hundreds of Dao Foundation Demonic Beasts. With such power, it was already comparable to a small-scale beast tide.

In just half an hour, they would reach their destination thousands of miles away at the speed of the giant whale.

...

Dragon Scale Island.

Meng Zitao saw Pang Yue's calm expression and forced himself to calm down as well.

Otherwise, it would be a loss of face for the disciples of the prestigious cultivation sect...

But the crisis that triggered the warning on his jade pendant was definitely a calamity that could threaten his life.

"Junior Brother Xu, the incoming danger is not good. It's better for us to temporarily avoid it..." Meng Zitao shook his feather fan and said with a smile.

Pang Yue's gaze was deep, and in his field of vision, tens of thousands of varying strengths of Monster Qi were slowly approaching, with eleven of them being the most spectacular.

And among the eleven, one was the most eye-catching.

"No need to rush," he shook his head. "It will take them another half an hour to reach here."

As he spoke, he briefly explained the situation thousands of miles away.

"Oh?" Meng Zitao, who had been favored by the ancestor since childhood and followed the ancestor in cultivation, naturally had extraordinary vision and insight.

"Junior Brother Xu's eye technique is so astonishing. Even though we are thousands of miles apart, he can see so clearly!"

After understanding the situation, Meng Zitao calmed down and pondered. He thought of at least three methods to safely escape the crisis.

As for the Dragon-Scale Fruit, he wasn't worried at all.

The Patriarch once said that this tree bears the mark of a Gold Core Late Stage cultivator. In this world, besides the experts of the Primordial Spirit realm, no one can shake this tree even a bit.

Pang Yue suddenly said, "Senior Brother Meng, how about we make a deal?"

"Junior Brother Xu, please speak."

Meng Zitao became interested.

"I have set up a defensive formation on this island. Now that I'm too lazy to move back to the sect, how about I transfer it to Senior Brother Meng?"

Pang Yue smiled.

Meng Zitao asked, "How powerful is this formation?"

Pang Yue replied, "Senior Brother Meng will see it soon."

Meng Zitao's eyes lit up. It seemed that the power of this formation was not weaker than some of the family formations of Dao Foundation sects!

"Does Junior Brother Xu want spirit stones or a Law Weapon?" Meng Zitao was in a good mood. He found that the information about this newly promoted inner disciple of Flame Demon Temple in the rumors was greatly inconsistent.

What kind of outer sect elder managed to win in the competition and enter the inner sect, but has yet to cultivate the Flame Demon Temple Divine Ability... Low Grade spiritual root, with no hope of breaking through to the mid-stage of Dao Foundation in this lifetime...

It's simply nonsense!

In general, when facing tens of thousands of Demonic Beasts and more than ten cultivators of the same level, how many inner disciples can maintain such a state of mind and courage?

Moreover, his eye technique, even among the true disciples of Demon Talisman Sect, was rare.

Pang Yue said, "I heard that the Meng family has a kind of breakthrough pill called the Heavenly Unity Pill, which is very effective but not widely known."

Meng Zitao glanced at Pang Yue and immediately understood his intention.

He kindly said, "This pill does have a breakthrough effect, but its effect... given Junior Brother Xu's current state, even if you take it, I'm afraid..."

Cough, cough, "Junior Brother, why not choose something else?"

Seeing that Pang Yue looked displeased, he explained, "Junior Brother Xu, since ancient times, the cultivation limit for Low Grade spiritual roots is said to be the Late Stage of Dao Foundation, but those who can cultivate to the early stage of Dao Foundation are already extremely rare... and those in the mid-stage of Dao Foundation are even rarer. Why not exchange for something else?"

Meng Zitao's words were somewhat similar to what the Gold Core cultivator of Primordial Yang Sect said that day.

"I still want the Heavenly Unity Pill."

Pang Yue couldn't be bothered to say more.

Meng Zitao took out a bottle of pills from his storage bag and instructed, "There are nine Heavenly Unity Pills in here. Junior Brother, please don't spread the word, otherwise, my family's Patriarch won't give me a second bottle."

Pang Yue waved his hand and said, "Let's not rush the trade. Senior Brother, you should first see the power of my formation!"

After a while, the spiritual energy in the distance became chaotic, and a fierce aura, like a surging tide, fiercely rushed over.

Pang Yue knocked on the stone table, and suddenly, five giant mountain shadows appeared near Dragon-Scale Island.

These five mountains formed a pentagon, covering an area of a hundred miles around Dragon-Scale Island. They seemed both real and illusory, lush and verdant.

"The Five Mountains Imprisonment Formation!"

Meng Zitao immediately recognized this formation.

Pang Yue smiled and said, "Exactly, this is the formation."

On the surface of the sea, the giant whale came to a stop.

Jin Yuege sat on a jade throne, her beautiful eyes fixed on the large formation ahead, and coldly said, "Mo Xing, Xue Wu, Zi Yan, Lang Wu, each of you bring one thousand Demonic Beasts and attack the formation from all four sides!"

"Yes!" they replied.

Four figures immediately flashed out of the white jade hall.

After a moment, four groups of Demonic Beasts, led by Monster Cultivators, entered the formation.

Meng Zitao held a golden talisman and calmly stood up, looking around.

Pang Yue glanced at the golden talisman and immediately recognized it as the famous Vertical Earth Golden Light Talisman. Only Gold Core cultivators could refine it. Once activated, it would turn into a golden light that carried the cultivator, allowing them to travel thousands of miles in an instant. It was a treasure for escaping and seeking survival.

As soon as Mo Xing entered the formation, he felt a tremendous pressure descend upon him, rendering him unable to move.

His physical body, demonic power, and divine sense were all suppressed by a tremendous force, even his thoughts became sluggish.

He made a decisive move, surging his demonic power and revealing his true form.

Surprisingly, he transformed into a giant squid over thirty zhang in size!

His demonic power erupted as he resisted the power of the formation. However, the thousands of Demonic Beasts he brought in, whether in the Dao Foundation realm or the Qi Nourishing realm, were all compressed into clusters of bloody mist, extremely miserable.

He did his best, relying on his naturally powerful physical body and vigorous demonic power, to barely withstand the power of the formation. However, he was unable to do much more.

It was like carrying a mountain on his back, unable to move an inch!

Suddenly, a cold and sharp sword light flashed by...

"We're in trouble..." Mo Xing's last thought had just arisen before it was extinguished.

...

In Meng Zitao's field of vision, over four thousand Demonic Beasts were almost simultaneously crushed by the power of the formation, bursting into spectacular blood mist!

Tragic!

Seductive!

Shocking!

"The power is so strong!" he couldn't help but exclaim.

This was simply crushing!

Inside the formation, only four Monster Cultivators withstood the pressure, but they also revealed their true forms, desperately resisting.

Suddenly, a cold and sharp sword light flashed by.

Like a bright thread, it connected the four Monster Cultivators who were almost powerless to resist.

The sword light circled around the formation, and the four Monster Cultivators were exactly the four points on this circle!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Four explosions.

The true forms of the four Monster Cultivators also burst one after another.

Flesh, bones, and organs all turned into the tiniest particles, dispersing into the sky as a sea of blood mist.

And what made Meng Zitao's heart turn cold was that the protective aura of the four Monster Cultivators was as weak as paper, completely defenseless.

After a few breaths, a heavy thunderous sound echoed through this world.

Meng Zitao turned his head and saw that Pang Yue was still calmly sitting in front of the stone table, drinking tea. A cold and sharp flying sword was suspended in front of him.

"A High Grade... Law Weapon?"

Meng Zitao felt his throat go dry.

For someone who only played with Supreme Grade Law Weapons and Law Treasures, could a High Grade Law Weapon still be used in battle?

But the reality was that even he needed to use a Law Treasure to kill a Dao Foundation Late Stage Monster Cultivator with a single strike, and yet this ordinary flying sword had completely annihilated him in the blink of an eye.

Could sword qi and thunderous sound have such power?

Meng Zitao only realized today what it meant to have one's horizons broadened.

...

Outside the formation.

There was no expression on Jin Yuege's beautiful face.

"So this confirms... Eighth Brother did indeed die here!"

She slowly stood up, and a golden light flashed in her hand, revealing a dark golden spear!

The spear exuded a terrifying killing intent. In her snow-white slender fingers, it was like an ancient behemoth about to awaken.

Rank One Law Treasure, the Godslayer Spear.

"Everyone, enter the formation and hold back the power of the formation. I will go and kill him!"

Jin Yuege spoke lightly.

"We are willing to die for the Third Princess!"

The six Monster Cultivators exchanged glances, all showing a willingness to die, and then without hesitation, they flashed out of the White Jade Hall, leading a group of Demonic Beasts into the Five Peaks Town Prison Formation.

The protective aura burst forth, surging like a tide!

On each Demonic Beast, a dazzling light flashed, demonic energy surged, fiercely impacting the formation.

And the formation showed no mercy, amidst various colors of protective aura, blood mist filled the air, outlining a visually stunning scene.

The Five Peaks Town Prison Formation seemed to have reached its limit, the elements were sluggish, and the five mountain shadows swayed lightly.

The six Monster Cultivators revealed their enormous bodies and madly moved towards the five formation eyes, hoping to destroy them and seek a glimmer of hope.

Jin Yuege held the Godslayer Spear, her slender and beautiful legs moved, and she suddenly leaped out of the White Jade Hall, turning into a dark golden lightning bolt and rushing into the formation.

The Five Peaks Town Prison Formation seemed to have no effect on her at all!

She locked her beautiful eyes onto Pang Yue and the dark golden spear unleashed hundreds of spear shadows, enveloping Pang Yue.

Meng Zitao's jade pendant on his body flickered with red light. He moved his figure, turning into a wisp of Yin wind, and retreated from the battlefield.

"A Dao Foundation Perfection Monster Cultivator, with the bloodline of the Crimson Blood Golden Jiao, and a Rank One Law Treasure... Comparable to a true disciple, how will he respond?"

Meng Zitao held a golden light talisman in his hand, unable to help but break out in a cold sweat for Pang Yue.

Then, he saw Pang Yue slowly stand up and turn his body, facing away from him.

Then, a gray light swept forward.

(End of this chapter)