Devouring demons, I attain immortality.

Just as everyone was still immersed in Lin An's astonishing strength.

A violent sound, like rolling thunder, came booming from the depths of Canglong Mountain.

The sound was like the heaviest war drum in the world being struck suddenly, causing the surrounding air to vibrate violently and making everyone's eardrums ache.

Everyone's expression changed instantly, and they all looked in the direction of the sound.

A blinding beam of light shot into the sky from between the distant mountains.

The light was mixed with black mist, which churned and surged, like a giant beast that had been trapped for a long time struggling and roaring.

Liu Qinghe's face turned deathly pale instantly.

She quickly looked at Lin An, her voice trembling slightly, and said, "That demon might be about to be born. Let's go take a look!"

Her tone was urgent, as if she were racing against time, trying to do something before the demons were born.

Lin An's expression was solemn, his eyes fixed on the beam of light shooting into the sky, and he nodded slightly.

Without the slightest hesitation, they sped off into the depths of Canglong Mountain.

His figure moved like lightning, swiftly traversing the mountains and forests, creating a whistling sound.

Seeing this, Liu Qinghe and the disciples of Qingyu Sect quickly followed.

They walked hurriedly, their expressions tense, their hands gripping their weapons tightly, ready to deal with any impending crisis.

As they ventured deeper into Canglong Mountain, the surrounding spiritual energy grew increasingly intense, washing over them.

However, at this moment they had no mind to feel this abundant spiritual energy.

His mind was filled with immense pressure from the impending birth of the demon.

Soon, a huge cave appeared before them.

The entrance to the cave was shrouded in a layer of black mist, within which runes flickered faintly.

Deep roars could be heard from inside, causing the ground to tremble slightly, as if an ancient beast was awakening in the cave.

The group stopped in front of the cave, their tension growing stronger as they looked at the dangerous scene before them.

Lin An frowned slightly, his eyes revealing a wary look.

He drew the Nine-Turn Demon-Slaying Blade, its blade gleaming with a cold, eerie light that contrasted with the black mist emanating from the cave.

A thrilling battle seems imminent.

Immediately afterwards, the group, with trepidation, slowly stepped into the cave shrouded in black mist.

The cave was filled with a damp, decaying smell, as if it had been forgotten by time for thousands of years.

Water droplets were constantly falling from the cave walls.

The ticking sound was exceptionally clear in the silent cave.

Liu Qinghe and the disciples of Qingyu Sect followed closely behind Lin An, their eyes filled with vigilance.

They gripped their weapons tightly, ready to respond to any unexpected situation.

Lin An walked at the front, his figure upright, like a majestic mountain peak, providing a safe haven for everyone.

They moved cautiously through the cave, stopping occasionally to listen carefully to the sounds around them.

The cave is winding and twisting, with occasional forks in the path.

But Lin An, relying on his keen senses, kept moving towards the direction where the demonic aura was strongest.

Soon, the group entered the depths of the cave, where a huge passage came into view.

The passage was wide and deep, like an abyss leading to hell.

The group walked down the passage, and the temperature dropped and the air became thinner as they went down.

Everyone noticed that it was getting darker and darker ahead, as if countless unknown dangers were hidden in the darkness.

However, Lin An was not afraid at all; his eyes were firm and unwavering.

His body surged with spiritual energy, illuminating a small area around him.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, they finally arrived at the depths of the passage.

The darkness here was almost suffocating, and the demonic aura grew stronger, as if an invisible hand was tightly gripping everyone's throat.

Lin An stopped, frowned slightly, and carefully observed the surrounding environment.

He knew that demons were likely lurking in the darkness.

As Lin An and his group stepped into the depths of the cave, darkness enveloped them.

The air was filled with a nauseating stench, the very scent of demons, foreshadowing an impending fierce battle.

Suddenly, a low roar came from the darkness.

Immediately afterwards, countless pairs of eerie green eyes lit up like will-o'-the-wisps.

Countless demons surged out like a tidal wave.

These demons came in various forms; some were enormous with bulging muscles, wielding huge spiked clubs.

Some are small in size but extremely fast, darting through the darkness like lightning, while occasionally spewing out poisonous mist from their mouths.

Although their strength was not high, without exception, the number of these demons was quite large.

The battle erupted instantly, and Lin An's figure vanished from the spot like a bolt of lightning.

His speed was so fast that it was almost impossible to see his movements.

The Nine-Turn Demon-Slaying Blade in his hand shimmered with brilliant light in the darkness, each swing bringing forth a dazzling blade of light.

Wherever it went, demons fell down, letting out screams of agony.

Lin An's swordsmanship was sharp and ruthless.

He turned his body, and the blade moved with him, instantly slaying all the surrounding demons with an arc of blade light.

Before the demons could react, they were sliced ​​in two by the powerful blade, their blood splattering all over the surrounding walls.

Liu Qinghe and the disciples of Qingyu Sect also took action.

Liu Qinghe held a long sword in her hand, the blade shimmering with blue light, which was the spiritual power she had accumulated over many years of cultivation.

Her figure was light and graceful, like a blooming blue lotus, dancing among the demons.

They repelled the approaching demons.

The disciples of Qingyu Sect worked closely together, forming a sword formation.

They responded to each other and fought together against the demons' attacks.

Within the sword formation, some disciples were responsible for attacking, while others were responsible for defending.

Their spiritual powers intertwined, forming an unbreakable barrier.

However, the number of demons was simply too great, wave after wave, seemingly endless.

Despite the fierce resistance of the Qingyu Sect members.

But gradually, they also felt a bit strained.

Seeing this, Lin An felt a chill run down his spine, knowing full well that things couldn't continue like this.

He roared, his spiritual energy surging wildly, and the black light on the [Nine Revolutions Demon Slayer Blade] grew even stronger, as if it would devour the entire darkness.

He displayed his special skills.

The blade's edge, like a black sun, burst forth with dazzling light in the darkness, instantly wiping out the surrounding demons.

Seeing Lin An's formidable strength, Liu Qinghe and the others were greatly encouraged.

They gritted their teeth and continued to fight the demons, with only one belief in their hearts: they must stop the demons.

Lin An unleashed extremely fierce swordsmanship with the Nine Revolutions Demon-Slaying Blade in his hand.

They fought their way through the demon horde, temporarily forcing the surrounding demons to retreat.