Monster Chronicles: My Daoist Skill Comes from Mythology

Resentment, fire poison, venom, yin energy, corpse poison, earthquake, drought...

The drought evil and Ghost Emperor, mastering multiple Divine Skills, jointly attacked the crowd.

"Heh heh! Such rich energy."

Chiyou faced many powerful beings without fear, transforming into a massive Demon God, his overwhelming energy and blood burning the yin energy, then transforming into countless swords, spears, and halberds piercing the sky.

"I will assist you!"

Song Lin revealed his Pure Yang Golden Body, holding the Pure Yang Golden Fire Lamp, and stepped forward to meet the attack.

The Emperor Sword swept open vast paths, the Twelve Yuan Chen each displaying their Divine Skills, engaging in battle with a plague-stricken drought evil.

At the same time, Mao Zhong also brought along the drought evil and Ghost King he had subdued to join the battle, with the rest of the disciples also fighting fiercely against the demon army.

Compared to the numerous demons, Taoist cultivators of the Pure Yang Dao were too few, like a lone boat in the vast ocean.

The Chen Dynasty had already fallen, with less than one in a hundred living beings surviving.

Under this demonic tide, the defeat of humanity was already determined.

The drought evil that Mao Zhong had subdued were all Primordial Spirits, naturally unable to withstand the opponent, always on the defensive. Song Lin managed to hold his ground using his attribute advantage against the enemies.

Chiyou's situation was a bit better. After killing two Harmonization cultivators, he started to weaken.

Bang!

Chiyou's energy and blood erupted, exploding directly and creating a huge gap in the densely packed demon formation.

"Retreat!"

At this point, Song Lin realized that a temporary retreat was the only option.

He conjured a gust of wind, sweeping all the disciples into a gourd, then ascended onto the Sun Jade Car. The Eight Horses exerted their power and transformed into a dazzling golden light, disappearing into the horizon.

Bang!

At this moment, a stronger presence spread in all directions.

Song Lin and Mao Zhong looked back.

Under the pitch-black sky, ten thousand demons bowed to the Demon King.

The Demon King stood in human form, sporting dragon horns, with black skin adorned with slightly golden, furry hair.

He resembled a Qilin, yet also looked like a golden-furred dog.

There were overwhelming demonic thoughts emanating from him.

Hou?

No, Hou should look like a Qilin with the body of a lion.

Could it be this is a Harmonization Peak, about to break through to the Small Thousand World, achieving transcendence to the Heavenly Immortal Dao Demon King?

"This is bad! Run!!"

The Sun Jade Car was fast, instantly breaking through the Nine Heavens Gang Wind and reaching the distant outer space.

Leaving a blue star behind.

Bang!

Hou gazed over, its mouth spewing a green light.

The extremely cold beam traversed ten thousand miles instantly, striking the Sun Jade Car.

The carriage shook violently, but two beams of golden light stabilized the nearly disintegrating carriage, and leveraging the momentum, the carriage flew into the boundless emptiness.

The Demon King did not pursue further, instead turning to the world's beings.

Dogs without a home, not worth mentioning.

Today, he would utilize the power of the Demon Tribulation and the power of sentient beings to take the most crucial step, transcending the Small Thousand World, becoming a legend across realms.

On a desolate star, the Sun Jade Car stood alone on the grey earth.

Inside the carriage was also a decent Grotto Heaven.

Roughly three to five thousand people were seated in disarray, faces covered in ash, disheartened.

Even Mao Zhong felt somewhat lost at this moment, his once long black hair now disheveled, his handsome face darkened.

He had never experienced such a change. Among the three brothers, Mao Zhong started cultivating the latest, thus he encountered fewer difficulties and had far less combat experience than Song Lin.

As a result, he was affected, momentarily losing his mental composure.

Song Lin, silent and unspeaking, stood up and surveyed the crowd. Unexpectedly, even Mao Zhong appeared slightly shaken.

No longer possessing the dominance of previously fighting alone against the myriad demons in a broken world.

But thinking it over, it made sense. Mao Zhong now was still just an inexperienced youth, and he would have to shoulder the responsibility of being the family head.

"Get up! What are you afraid of? Where has your fighting spirit gone?"

Song Lin clapped his hands, drawing everyone's attention.

Mao Zhong heard this and smiled bitterly, saying, "It's not fear, only a sense of hopelessness. The opponent is too strong."

"So what if they're strong? Don't lose your fighting spirit. What kind of ability is it to cry and whine? We don't necessarily have to defeat that guy; we just need to get the key and open the Heaven and Earth Xuan Sect."

"And even now, the Human Clan is still suffering under demon rule. If we were to give up just like that, how could we face those who have been waiting in vain?"

On the star, everyone listened to Song Lin's motivational speech.

As a leader of a faction, if nothing else, his skill at stirring up motivation was exceptionally powerful.

Lin Zhen was the first to stand up, facing everyone: "Master is right! My ancestors have lived on the Ancestor Star for generations, and even in death, I must die in my homeland. If there is to be a counterattack, I'll be the first to go!"

"Counterattack!"

"Fight back home! Kill the demons!"

The voices of the people seemed to penetrate the carriage, spreading across the desolate star.

Rumble!

Suddenly, the star began to shake violently, startling everyone to rush out of the carriage to see.

Except for Song Lin and Mao Zhong, others couldn't adapt to the outside vacuum, so Song Lin cast a beam of golden light forming shields around the people.

They saw the ground crack with several fissures, countless rays of light bursting forth, followed by tender buds like white jade emerging.

The star shone brightly, with sprouts growing against the wind, transforming into crystal-clear trees, bearing armor, treasure swords, and long knives.

Every piece of treasure carried a rich aura of brightness. At a glance, the whole star was filled with these curious trees.

There were presumably billions of equipment, and with this power of brightness, even ordinary humans without strength could harm demons.

"This..."

Song Lin was stunned. Was this too legendary? It was like experiencing a myth firsthand, and he was the protagonist.

Soon he gathered his wits and said, "Look, even the heavens are siding with us. We will spread our weapons across the land, and all beings of the earth will rise in resistance!"

If his guess was correct, they had stumbled upon a treasure land.

The brightness on the weapons limited the demons from using them, so this was prepared for humans or Righteous Path demons.

Seeing this scene, everyone's morale soared.

Destiny is with us!

Everyone collected all the weapons and marched in grandeur toward their homeland.

The event of today would leave a prominent mark in history, even after two hundred thousand years, legends would still be told.

It would be known as the Bright Meeting, led by Xiao Mao True Monarch and the white-robed cultivator in a great battle.

Ancestor Star.

The mountain peak stood firm, dense black clouds hung heavy.

For three days in the Mortal World, the sun had not appeared, the sky was dark, and the solitary peak stood proudly.

This place was Taishan, said to be where the earth's ancestral veins were located.

The Demon King had transformed it into an altar, waiting for the right time, to immediately activate the dharma altar, annihilate all life, transforming this place into the Demon World, and breaking through to the Small Thousand World in one strike.

"The time has come!"

The White Bone Demon announced loudly.

The voice echoed throughout the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

Roar!!

In an instant, ten thousand demons howled to the sky.

Blood rain poured down.

Heaven and earth shed tears, knowing it faced ultimate disaster.

All beings wept tears of blood, and the few surviving livings were about to be extinguished, the world returned to silence.

The Demon King took each step up onto the dharma altar, savoring the baptism of all things.

The Great Demon ascended the peak, transcending the world, leaving its name across the Ten Thousand Realms.

What title fitting at the time?

Bang!

At this moment, countless brilliant meteors pierced through the Gang Wind, descending upon the earth.

Just like when the ten thousand demons descended, but this time it was the power of light.

Thud thud thud!

The meteors hit the ground, revealing exquisite sets of equipment.

"Sentient beings, righteousness and evil oppose, wield the light! Promote righteousness! Exterminate the demons!!" Song Lin's voice was solemn and deep.

"Haha! Old dog, meet your death!"

The one who said this was Mao Zhong.