The moonlight was veiled, and that colossal silhouette hung suspended in the air like a tiny island, an impossible apparition that held everyone staring up into the night sky, utterly transfixed by the sheer scale of the behemoth!
It possessed a humanoid frame, yet its proportions were magnified by hundreds of times; despite this enormity, the giant body did not appear cumbersome or clumsy. Instead, it radiated an indescribable sense of power and awe. Even through the hazy moonlight, we could clearly discern the faint, cold sheen emanating from its surface, as if its entire form were forged from black iron girders. Its massive head and terrifying visage were equally arresting!
Even more astonishing were the pair of immense wings, which nearly blotted out the entire moonlit expanse! A vast shadow enveloped the ground, projecting an atmosphere of horrifying suppression and chilling dread!
With only the gentlest of flutters, the resulting torrent of air unleashed gale-force winds, buffeting me so violently I could barely stay upright!
My heavens! Was this the Demon Dragon Cult Master?
“What an immense presence,” Sui Yun gasped, barely drawing breath. Ao Feifeng, Fei, and the others were drenched in cold sweat, only able to nod mutely in shared incomprehension.
Even I, who considered myself habitually daring to the point of recklessness—even though I had witnessed this terrifying entity before—could not stop the uncontrolled sweat from breaking out when this monstrous giant reappeared. I even forgot to breathe!
The massive head turned slowly, its eyes—gleaming with ferocious intensity like twin embers burning with sullen flame—scrutinized every person present!
Killing intent saturated the air; death had never felt so intimately within reach! I nearly collapsed onto my rear end right then. Feng Xiao and You Quan, their faces stark white, stumbled backward a dozen paces before managing to steady themselves!
"Eun... hng... glug..." Within the great hall, the only sounds were ragged, urgent heartbeats, as pairs of horrified eyes, seemingly ready to burst from their sockets, were locked onto the terrifying giant!
In that single, suspended moment, every mind went blank, before the primal instinct to flee finally kicked in.
Yet, at this very instant, everyone realized with crushing despair that the terrifying aura had locked them down completely! We were like frogs pinned by a viper, utterly paralyzed, afraid to move a muscle!
We couldn't escape! We were surely doomed!
To think the Demon Dragon Cult Master could hold us immobile with mere presence alone!
The Demon Dragon Cult Master took no immediate offensive action, simply floating silently in the air. It was painfully clear that even this vast underground palace, immense as it was, could barely contain his island-sized bulk.
However, we weren't naive enough to believe he wouldn't make a move eventually.
Consider this: we were positioned at least fifty meters beneath the surface, yet this sheer depth hadn't stopped him from blasting a path down from above, completely excavating this grand hall!
This revealed the sheer, terrifying potency of the Demon Dragon Cult Master’s strength! If we dared to make any sudden move, he could simply twitch a finger and bury us alive right here!
Perhaps his hesitation in striking stemmed from the concern that any major exertion might also entomb Daron along with us!
“Hahahaha!” This sudden, dramatic turn of events caused Daron and his followers to erupt in wild laughter. “You didn’t expect this, did you? Fortune, in the end, is on our side!”
“Damn it,” I muttered, so angry I felt like spitting blood, but now I could only watch, helpless, as Daron reveled in his manic arrogance.
If I could, I would have subdued him on the spot, but the preceding battle had left my Tianmu severely injured. At this moment, forget attacking Daron; simply remaining upright without collapsing was my absolute limit!
Although Dou Zhuan Xing Yi successfully deflected Tianmu's attack, I sustained considerable internal damage myself and was in no condition to fight further.
In truth, even without the Demon Dragon Cult Master’s intervention, I couldn't have defeated Tianmu. I had only managed to maintain an outward facade of strength—propped up by the momentum of Tianmu's recent demise—specifically to intimidate Daron. And yet, at this critical juncture, the Demon Dragon Cult Master chose to make his entrance!
Seizing the instant the Cult Master appeared, Daron and his group leaped upward, surging towards the ceiling of the hall, vanishing in the blink of an eye!
“Kill them all,” Daron’s savage roar echoed down from the air! Tianmu’s death had clearly driven Daron into a complete frenzy, making him desperate to tear us limb from limb!
“ROAR!” A deep, thunderous bellow ripped through the sky, shattering the spirit of everyone present! The Demon Dragon Cult Master threw back his head and roared!
That immense body plummeted like a massive asteroid, hurtling directly toward us!
Ah! It was over! Every face turned to ashen gray!
“Heaven and Earth Unite!” At that moment, I could afford no more restraint. I snatched out the Thousand-Mile Sound Transmitter and screamed into it madly!
Before initiating our operation, we had anticipated every possible horrific contingency, which naturally included the possibility of the Demon Dragon Cult Master’s return!
Although the Cult Master had been successfully drawn away previously, no one could guarantee he wouldn't suddenly reappear. It was the worst scenario we could have possibly foreseen, and regrettably, it had materialized.
Of course, we had prepared a countermeasure for this!
The moment the external Thousand-Mile Sound Transmitter connected, it signaled that the spatial teleportation function of the Memory Suit was now active. Otherwise, we never would have dared venture so deep into this underground palace!
This was our ultimate contingency—a trump card we would never reveal unless absolutely forced! But now, the Demon Dragon Cult Master had cornered us into deploying it!
The enormous black shadow hurtled down upon us!
But precisely in that instant, a bizarre spatial distortion suddenly materialized, erupting in a flash of blinding white light!
Whoosh! Eight figures vanished as mysteriously as ghosts!
Boom! Crash! With a muffled roar and concussion, the Demon Dragon Cult Master’s immense body smashed violently into the ceiling supports of the great hall, sending up a massive plume of dust and debris! The impact instantly collapsed the vast hall, but just as the structure gave way!
The Demon Dragon Cult Master clearly saw that the eight figures had vanished into thin air!
Not just him, but Daron and his crew witnessed it clearly as well!
“What! What was that!” Tu Li looked as if he’d seen a ghost!
And even the Cult Master’s ferocious eyes showed a flicker of confusion!
This strange turn of events was entirely unexpected.
“They just vanished into thin air,” Dawang confirmed, equally baffled as to what had occurred!
“Could it be a Scroll of Return?” Daron ground his teeth. “Damn these cunning humans, they still had this trick up their sleeves.”
Roar! The enemy’s escape, so easily achieved, drove the Demon Dragon Cult Master into a rage. Terrifying tremors pulsed from the cavern entrance, shaking everyone with fear and dread!
And the memory of Tianmu's death sent Daron's faction into paroxysms of fury, making them feel as if they might vomit blood!
“That damned brat, I will never let you go!” Daron’s venomous howl echoed across the night sky, lingering long after the sound had faded!