Chapter 599 518: The Terror of "Infinite Energy" Pei Yuhang

With a single slash, Nangong Jin repelled the Demon Fiends' combined attack and successfully joined Pei Yuhang.

"Junior Sister Nangong! I'm giving you half my Spiritual Qi this time! It's a lot, so brace yourself!"

Pei Yuhang shouted, his sharp brows knitted in concentration. With a slightly trembling hand, he pointed a finger toward Nangong Jin's delicate one.

The instant their fingers touched, Nangong Jin's pupils contracted sharply.

The searing, brilliant Spiritual Qi flooded her meridians like a bursting dam, so hot it turned her snow-white skin a shade of cherry blossom pink.

She bit her lower lip, stifling a groan. Her long lashes trembled as her eyes fluttered shut, a pained murmur escaping her throat.

Forcibly accepting such a massive amount of Spiritual Qi from another was no easy feat. The slightest misstep, and the foreign energy would rampage through her meridians and shatter her Dao Foundation.

The best course of action would be to absorb a portion and release the rest, keeping the strain on her body within a tolerable limit.

But…

'This is all Brother Pei's Spiritual Qi!'

'This Spiritual Qi from Brother Pei is so precious, he's risking his life to give it to me. No matter how painful it is… I will do my best to take it all into my body!'

Nangong Jin straightened her long, slender back. The jade hairpin in her hair shattered, and her long black hair danced wildly amidst the surging, violent spiritual pressure.

In an instant, golden light erupted, like the rising sun at dawn.

The Sword Qi swirling around Nangong Jin solidified, blooming into golden lotuses beneath her feet.

Below, the white-boned Demon Fiend, who had just lost an arm to Qing Yueqiu, staggered backward. As he watched the brilliant sword light cleave through the clouds, his entire skeleton began to rattle, a mournful cry escaping him.

'Infinitely close to Mahayana! Nangong Jin was already a monster on her own, but with that man in white, her power has leaped to another level entirely!'

'They're both monsters. Together, they're completely unbeatable!'

The ghostly fire in the white-boned Demon Fiend's empty eye sockets flared violently. He turned to flee, about to burrow into the earth and escape.

But the golden sword light was faster. It descended like divine punishment, tearing through the earth and pinning him to the scorched ground.

His supposedly indestructible bones began to crack and splinter, the sound mingling with the shrill shriek of his Divine Soul as it was annihilated.

Elsewhere on the battlefield, Bei Lingyin, who had just assassinated several members of the Divinity Transformation Demon Race, clutched her bleeding side and fell to one knee.

Watching the Demon Race monsters press ever closer, she made a silent vow. 'I'd rather die than be captured by these disgusting creatures and subjected to their inhuman torture.'

Suddenly, a sharp golden light swept across the battlefield. In the blinding glare, the Demon Race soldiers in front of Bei Lingyin were reduced to ash.

She stared blankly at the sword-wielding figure in the sky, a relieved smile gracing her bloodstained lips.

"Thank goodness, I'm alive…"

The six remaining Void Refining Level Demon Race experts watched as Nangong Jin returned to her peak state. Their faces turned ashen.

"It's over! We're finished!"

The pupils covering the body of the Eye Ghost—a creature formed from countless eyeballs—trembled frantically. Its voice was laced with despair.

It stared intently at the white-robed figure in the distance and rasped:

"Damn it! We targeted the wrong person from the start! That man in white is the real core of this group!"

Since ancient times, only one Cultivator with a Giant Sun Saint Body had ever reached the Mahayana Stage: Emperor Yang of the Divine Desolate Era.

No one else knew just how terrifying this physique could be when cultivated to its peak.

After all, Cultivators with this Saint Body simply never lived long enough to reach their full potential.

But Pei Yuhang—a Giant Sun Saint Body Cultivator who had survived to the Void Refining Peak only because of the Yin Yang Saintess's selfish desires—was now, for the first time, showing the world the true terror of a High-Tier Giant Sun Saint Body.

His unbelievably vast reserves of Spiritual Qi could fully "recharge" an invincible Void Refining Cultivator like Nangong Jin multiple times after she had exhausted her power.

It was simply terrifying.

"This is bad! With that little bitch tied to that handsome man in white, there's no way we can win!"

The Banshee who had earlier declared she would capture Pei Yuhang was now consumed by fear. She could feel Nangong Jin's murderous gaze locked onto her.

The next one to die would be her!

"Should we retreat?" one Demon Fiend asked, taking a step back. Their morale was broken.

Nangong Jin's unparalleled combat prowess was one thing; fighting multiple opponents at once wasn't what scared them. But with Pei Yuhang acting as her personal, infinite power source, the situation was utterly hopeless. There was no chance of victory.

"We can't retreat... To earn merit by exposing the one coveting the Holy Grail, we swore a military oath to several Demon Venerables."

"If we lose the Holy Grail, we're dead men walking even if we make it back to the Endless Sea!"

the Crocodile Ghost said resentfully, a crazed light entering his scarlet eyes.

"Instead of being killed by Nangong Jin or executed by the Demon Venerables back home, let's summon a clone of a Demon Venerable and take our chances!"

The eyeballs all over the Eye Ghost's body squirmed in agreement with the Crocodile Ghost's proposal.

The Banshee, terrified of being cut down by Nangong Jin at any moment, also agreed.

The other three Demon Fiends exchanged glances. Despite their hesitation, they could only brace themselves and agree.

The price for summoning a clone of a Mahayana Stage Demon Venerable was immense.

They would each have to sacrifice half of their own flesh and blood—a loss that would take centuries to recover from.

It was no exaggeration to say it would cripple their cultivation paths for good.

"This is bad! Junior Sister Nangong, those Demon Race experts are building some kind of Array! Stop them, quickly!"

Upon hearing Pei Yuhang's voice, Nangong Jin unhesitatingly pulled her attention away from the Demon Race army surrounding Bei Lingyin and Qing Yueqiu.

Her eyes sharpened. The golden light from the Celestial Extinction Sword in her hand flared as she slashed down at the Crocodile Ghost and the other Demon Fiends without a moment's hesitation.