Primordial World: Big shots are all my friends-Chapter 917 - 835: Testing the Heavenly Demon

"Slash!" Yang Jiao shouted loudly, and the Fangtian Halberd suddenly swept in a circle. A snow-white brilliance bloomed, filling Heaven and Earth, like a radiant Great Sun, spreading ripples in all directions, purifying the world.

The light collided with the Nine Layers Pass, emitting a series of loud bangs but did not shatter. However, the Xuan Sha Heavenly Demon did not appear, as if it did not exist at all.

On the city tower, Sun Wukong’s eyes shone with Jing Guang, scratching his head in puzzlement, he said, "Where is this Demon hiding? Why can’t we find him?"

Nezha frowned and said, "This kind of Demon Clan has no physical form and can traverse the temporal rift and reality, making it very hard to detect."

Sun Wukong exclaimed in surprise, "Then won’t Brother Yang Jiao be defeated?"

Yang Jian said confidently, "Transforming into a shadow and traversing the temporal rift is not difficult to deal with. It’s easy for my big brother to defeat him."

On the battlefield, above Yang Jiao’s head, a dark blade suddenly appeared and slashed down silently, with restrained fierce blade beams.

Yang Jiao lifted the Fangtian Halberd in his hand, clang~ The dark blade struck the Fangtian Halberd while simultaneously he punched out, boom~ sending ripples sweeping out.

Yang Jiao stood motionless, a shadow flew backwards, stepping repeatedly in the void, then dispersed into wisp after wisp of black mist, disappearing.

Yang Jiao held the Fangtian Halberd across his chest, scanning the Demon Clan army. If all these Demon Clans could transform into nothingness and traverse temporal cracks, they would be difficult to deal with. Let’s see what other abilities he has.

"Hehe~ Law Enforcement Celestial, I’ve heard of your reputation, claimed to be invincible in the Three Realms, but now it seems just so-so!" The voice of the Xuansha Star Demon echoed from all directions. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

"Just so-so? It’s enough to kill you. Is the Demon Realm’s Demon Lord only capable of such petty tricks? Really disappointing."

"To kill me? Then you should first kill yourself!" a cold voice sounded in Yang Jiao’s ear.

Suddenly, in the void, ten inky black spheres appeared, twisting and gradually forming humanoid shapes, each one clearly revealing the colors, they were all ’Yang Jiao’s, each holding a Fangtian Halberd, with indifferent expressions.

Yang Jiao’s expression shifted, his gaze heavy. What kind of divine skill was this? It wasn’t an illusion technique.

The ten ’Yang Jiao’s charged at Yang Jiao simultaneously, filled with killing intent.

Yang Jiao also moved in an instant, thump thump~ clang clang~ the sounds of collision rang out continuously.

Eleven figures clashed in a tangled mass, interweaving across the void, boom boom boom~ occasionally a ’Yang Jiao’ would be knocked out, but soon rejoin the battlefield, moving extremely fast, causing each figure to coalesce in the void, and then shatter, as if numerous Yang Jiao’s flickered incessantly.

On the city wall, thousands of soldiers and generals were all in an uproar. Illusion techniques everyone was familiar with, but these were actual entities, possessing abilities indistinguishable from the Eldest Prince, only weaker by a bit, but just slightly. Instantly creating ten Eldest Princes, how could one fight such a Heavenly Demon?

"Heh heh~ Judicial Celestial, how can you defeat ten of yourself?"

"You’re destined to lose!"

"I will use your blood to consecrate the victory of the Demon Clan."

"I will step over your body to destroy this pass."

The eerie voice of the Heavenly Demon echoed from all directions, elusive and unfixed.

...

Shen Gongbao crouched on the city wall, fingers continuously calculating, deducing what divine skill this was.

Wen Zhong said gravely, "Didn’t expect the Demon Clan to have such methods, Yang Jiao is in danger, we need the God of Wealth to rescue the Eldest Prince."

Gu Liang flipped through the book in her hand, barely raising her head, indifferent as she said, "No need to worry too much, such a minor scene is hardly any trouble for Yang Jiao. He is the Eldest Brother’s disciple, carrying many treasures from him.

The Dragon Escape Stake, Wu Hook Double Swords, Binding Immortal Rope, all are possessed. He hasn’t broken the impasse yet to test the Demon Clan’s capabilities, preparing for future defense against them."

After turning a page, her eyes lit up, pointing at the content in the book, she said with a smile, "This is it, ’Know thyself, know thy enemy, a hundred battles, a hundred victories!’"

Shen Gongbao put down his hand, his expression relaxed, saying, "No worries, this isn’t the Demon Ancestor’s divine skill, it seems to be a Puppet Magical Treasure."

Bang~

A loud explosion sounded from the battlefield, ten ’Yang Jiao’s simultaneously flew back gracefully, hanging in the void, with their Fangtian Halberds pointing distantly at Yang Jiao.

Yang Jiao closed his eyes, pondered, then suddenly opened them, said with a confident smile, "This isn’t your skill, this should be a Demon Realm’s magical treasure."

"Heh heh~ You’re correct, but can you break it?" The misty voice of the Heavenly Demon echoed from all directions.

"No need to break it, catching you will do."

"Ha ha~ Talking big even now. This lord is right here before the pass, turning you, the War God of the Heavenly Court, into a puppet. Let’s see who dares to save you?" Ten ’Yang Jiao’s charged towards Yang Jiao simultaneously.

It’s just a magical treasure, no longer needs probing. Yang Jiao’s Fangtian Halberd spun swiftly, shot out of his hand, splitting into ten and shooting in all directions. Clang clang clang~ The Fangtian Halberd fought fiercely with the ten ’Yang Jiao’s, like phantasms darting swiftly.

Yang Jiao stood with hands behind his back in the center of the battlefield, his gaze deep, showing no emotions, as if the surrounding battle wasn’t within his sight.

In the void, the Heavenly Demon’s voice vanished as well, Xuan Sha hid in the nihility, a vague unease in his heart. He was actually able to fend off the magic treasure with just his weapon. Then why did he engage in battle with me earlier?

"Heavenly Demon, is there any skill you haven’t shown? I’ll give you the chance."

The figure of the Heavenly Demon Xuan Sha appeared in the distance, cackling eerily, he said, "Judicial Celestial, it’s not an empty reputation, relying on a single magical treasure can’t defeat you. This lord will now reveal true skills."

A flash of light enveloped him, transforming into Yang Chan wielding a black knife, charging at Yang Jiao, crying mournfully, "Why kill me? Why kill my child? Big brother, how heartless you are!"

Yang Jiao was momentarily disoriented, as if he had indeed killed Yang Chan and Yang Chenxiang, a surge of pain and deep guilt rose from his heart, an urge to meet the black knife to liberate himself from his guilty conscience.

On the city wall, Yang Jian cried out in surprise, "Sister!~" Following that, a flame of anger surged in his eyes, gripping the Three-pointed Two-edged Blade tightly, Heavenly Demon.

’Ugh~’ Sun Wukong also exclaimed, scratching his head, he murmured softly, "So this is the legendary Three Saint Mothers? The mother of Chenxiang."

Nezha nodded, frowning, he said, "Not a flaw in sight. When the war begins, this should be watched out for."

Ao Bing rubbed his chin, he said, "Currently, as shown by the Heavenly Demon Clan, there are two particularly troublesome aspects. One is having no entity, able to freely merge into the void. We naturally aren’t afraid, but those ordinary soldiers and generals might find it difficult to defend.

The other is transforming into one’s relatives, triggering Heart Demons. On the battlefield, any slight hesitation can decide the outcome."