Chapter 112: The Sealing Formation Breaks—Sky Demons Unleashed, Eastern Continent in Peril
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Bang!
The radiant light slammed into the black orb, creating a sharp and thunderous crack.
Zhenwei King let out a terrible shriek, howling in pain as he was sent flying backward, his entire spirit form dimming significantly.
However—
At the very point of impact, a small crack appeared on the black orb.
“Aaaahhh!!”
“Gyaaaa!!”
“Waaahhh!!”
“Jie jie jie jie!!”
That tiny crack was all it took.
From within the orb, the black mist went wild—screaming, laughing, shrieking with madness and ecstasy!
Countless wisps of demonic mist twisted and struggled, and the crack immediately began to spread.
Zhenwei King, despite the pain, broke into wild laughter.
The crack widened and finally—
BOOM!!
A thunderous explosion shook the world.
The entire Demonic Valley went dark.
It was as though the sky itself had been covered.
Black mist poured out—ribbons, strands, torrents—blanketing the heavens, surging in every direction.
Shrill screams, insane laughter, tortured howls—they echoed through the world.
The ancient Sealing Formation had been shattered!
And the hundred thousand Sky Demons that had been sealed for who knows how many years—had been unleashed!
This wasn’t like the few hundred stray demons that occasionally roamed the valley.
Those were nothing.
But now—a hundred thousand Sky Demons had been released.
This wasn’t a disturbance.
This was catastrophe.
Zhenwei King watched the flood of demons with ecstatic delight.
“Perfect! Beautiful! You’re all free! What are we waiting for!? Right now! Let’s go! I’ll devour every last one of those bastards!”
“KILL!!!”
The hundred thousand demons shrieked in unison—
A long, tortured wail filled with bloodlust, fury, madness, and centuries of sealed rage.
The very next moment—
A tide of black mist surged toward the teleportation array.
At the center of Medicine King Valley, thirty-plus rogue Core Formation cultivators were still locked in battle against over a dozen Medicine King Valley elders.
Despite the siege, the defenders held out—they were fighting with everything they had, and victory remained undecided.
After all, barely half an hour had passed.
In the sky above, three Nascent Soul cultivators battled four others in a clash of titans.
And across the entire valley, Foundation Establishment and Qi Condensation disciples were scattered, locked in chaotic fighting.
But then—
The central mountain began to tremble.
And not subtly.
The ground itself shook, growing worse by the second.
RUMBLE RUMBLE…
The massive peak’s trembling caused all the Core cultivators to look over in alarm.
Even the widespread quaking made countless disciples stop and look around in fear.
A foreboding pressure suddenly descended on everyone—a bone-chilling, soul-stirring terror!
The next moment—
BOOM!!
The central peak exploded—
Revealing the teleportation array hidden within.
But that was no longer the point.
What mattered—was the towering pillar of black light that shot into the sky!
Formed by thousands upon thousands of Sky Demons, clawing and shoving and surging upward in a frenzy!
Their shrieks, wails, maniacal laughter, and howls reverberated across the heavens.
The Sky Demons had broken free.
Even the Nascent Soul cultivators high in the sky—
Their expressions drastically changed.
This wasn’t just a battle anymore.
This was a world-shaking disaster.
Elsewhere, far from the valley—
Yu Xian and Zheng Huo had already wandered hundreds of miles around Medicine King Valley.
Yu Xian had planned to slowly circle the valley over a full year, hoping fate might guide him to his missing master.
If he didn’t find any clues, he would settle down, cultivate until Foundation Establishment, and resume his search later.
Zheng Huo didn’t have a strong opinion—he just followed Yu Xian wherever he went.
But then—
A beam of black light pierced the sky from afar.
Both stopped in their tracks, eyes narrowing.
“What kind of spell is that?” Zheng Huo blinked. “Looks powerful. Could it be that Wan Hun casting it?”
Yu Xian stared at the light—his eyes flashing with recognition.
Then, suddenly, his pupils contracted sharply.
“The Demonic Valley… It’s the Sky Demons…”
“What Demonic Valley? What are you talking about?” Zheng Huo asked, puzzled.
But Yu Xian didn’t answer.
“Go! Now!!” he shouted.
SHING!
The Biling Sword flew out with a hum.
Yu Xian leapt onto it and roared again:
“Hurry up!!”
“R-Right!”
Seeing Yu Xian so unnerved, Zheng Huo felt a chill and hastily followed, forming hand seals and speeding up.
Yu Xian flew at top speed, voice grim.
“The Sky Demons… They’re really out…”
His face was pale.
He didn’t care about sect wars or who ruled the Eastern Continent.
But Sky Demons…
Their emergence meant total catastrophe.
Countless mortals. Countless cultivators.
Men, women, children. Old and young.
None would be spared.
“What are Sky Demons!?” Zheng Huo finally cried out. “What’s going on!?”
Yu Xian didn’t answer immediately, eyes locked on the sky.
That black light had now shattered into thousands of demonic streaks, raining down upon the land like falling stars of despair.
Among them—four massive beams of darkness stood out.
Those were the Sky Demon Kings—still sealed, but their strength intact.
Zhenwei King had only escaped by sacrificing much of his power, using a sliver of his spirit to crack the seal with the help of the others.
But the other four Demon Kings?
They were still in full power.
And among the 100,000 demons, there were thousands of Demon Generals, over 30,000 Greater Demons, and 60,000 standard Sky Demons.
All of Medicine King Valley had fallen into nightmarish chaos.
“W-What… What is that…”
Zheng Huo could see it now—and he understood.
That black light wasn’t some magic spell.
It was something far more terrifying.
“Those are Sky Demons,” Yu Xian said quietly.
“They devour all flesh and blood—they exterminate all life.”
“Sky… Demons… Devour all living things…”
Zheng Huo was drenched in sweat.
He gasped, “Are—are they the Outer Realm Demons!?”
Yu Xian turned to him in surprise.
“You know about them?”
Unexpectedly, Zheng Huo nodded—his face pale, voice shaking as he fled at top speed.
“Y-Yes… I once found an ancient tome—a record of the Outer Realm Demons.”
“They are not beings of this world—they come from beyond the Six Realms.
They feed on life itself. Only those with great power, wisdom, and divine abilities can stand against them…”
His voice trembled more:
“But—they were supposed to be sealed away in ancient times!
Why are they coming out of Medicine King Valley!?
What the hell is that place!?”
Yu Xian frowned deeply.
He had always found it odd that Medicine King Valley had a direct teleportation array to Demonic Valley.
There had to be a deep connection.
Could it be…
The entire valley was originally formed by a cataclysmic spell used to seal these demons?
How powerful must that spell have been to create such a massive basin!?
But if that were true—why did the ancients leave two teleportation arrays?
Why not just seal it completely?
Did they hope someone would enter one day to maintain the formation?
After all, no formation lasts forever.
Given enough time, all arrays degrade.
Eventually, the Sky Demons would escape anyway.
It made a strange kind of sense.
“Enough wondering,” Yu Xian muttered grimly.
“Right now, we must get as far from Medicine King Valley as possible.”
“With these demons out, no sect, no alliance has time for internal wars anymore.
If we don’t stop them, the entire Eastern Continent—millions of lives—will be devoured.”
Zheng Huo shivered, nodding rapidly.
“Y-Yes! You’re right! These things grow stronger by devouring flesh and blood—
If we don’t suppress them now, they might cross the oceans and invade other continents too!”
Without another word, the two vanished into the distance.
