Chapter 143: The Blood River and Ten Thousand Ghosts

At this moment, Little Black manifested its true form, its two heads appearing immensely majestic, terrifying, and soul-shaking.
It let out a long, resonant roar.
In an instant, Little Black’s body, spanning several tens of zhang, lunged before the Blood-Ghost Old Demon. One of its massive claws, wreathed in black mist, tore through the void and struck toward the old demon's head, causing the very space to tremble.

"Giant Demon Fist!"
The Blood-Ghost Old Demon punched upward. A terrifying force shattered the void, as if aiming to smash the firmament itself.
A fist resembling that of a demon god soared into the sky.
Boom...
Little Black’s claw collided with the demon-god-like fist, sounding like the impact of two massive meteors. A terrifying wave of destructive energy swept across tens of miles.
The Giant Demon Fist managed to block Little Black’s claw.
In fact, the old demon's counterattack forced Little Black to stagger back a dozen miles or so.
In this exchange, the Blood-Ghost Old Demon clearly held the upper hand.

Yet, the expression on the old demon's face turned grave after the clash.
Although the young beast appeared to be at a disadvantage, its massive body spanning dozens of zhang meant that the damage he had inflicted was practically negligible.
Therefore, wanting to defeat—let alone slay—this terrifying young beast before him was nearly impossible.

"Die!"
The Blood-Ghost Old Demon charged at Little Black once more.
He unleashed the Giant Demon Fist, the Demon King Finger, and the Heavenly Demon Roar. Every single combat technique was a closely guarded secret of the Demon Palace, possessing immensely tyrannical power.
These attacks could tear apart the void and shatter mountains and rivers. The surrounding land within tens or hundreds of miles was left utterly devastated, resembling a scene from the apocalypse, forcing Yi Tian to retreat far beyond the battle zone.

However, when these attacks landed on Little Black, the vast majority of their power was blocked by its smooth yet resilient fur. The Blood-Ghost Old Demon only managed to leave a series of shallow wounds on its hide.
Compared to Little Black’s colossal frame, these injuries failed to touch its vital foundation.
Little Black’s physical body was immensely formidable; even a supreme master of the demonic path like the Blood-Ghost Old Demon found it difficult to truly harm the creature. Witnessing this from afar, Yi Tian could not help but feel astonished by Little Black's formidable physical defense.

All along, when he used his Star Mud avatar to transform into the Three-Headed Demonic Canine, he had only relied on its innate divine abilities, forgetting that the Three-Headed Demonic Canine was, after all, a supreme and terrifying fierce beast. Its physical body was also innately gifted, peerless in the world, and possessed terrifying combat power.
Little Black fought fiercely against the demonic grandmaster, its physical body resisting the endless barrage of techniques.
The shockwaves of their battle continued to expand, stretching across hundreds, even thousands of miles, occasionally soaring into the firmament for intense clashes.

Across the lands where Black Dragon City stood, all living beings sensed this terrifying and destructive combat fluctuation, filling every heart with dread.
The Yi Clan lost no time in arranging for their tribesmen to take refuge in underground shelters.

Seeing that he still could not subdue the young beast, the Blood-Ghost Old Demon was consumed by anger and humiliation.
The next moment, a terrifying black-and-red brilliance soared into the sky.
A demonic scroll now appeared in the old demon’s hand, radiating boundless demonic light and towering bloody glows, exuding an eerie, evil, and bloody aura. The crimson light pierced the heavens, accompanied by the wails of ten thousand ghosts.

"Go to hell!"
A ferocious smile crept across the old demon's face as he unfurled the scroll in his hand.
The scroll expanded in the void, blotting out the sun and moon, shrouding the entire heaven and earth within its domain. Upon the scroll, countless human figures could be seen wailing and crying out in agony, struggling and floating within an endless river of blood, as if about to manifest in the physical realm. An intense aura of blood, evil, and weirdness rushed forth, creating a visceral sense of being right there in the midst of it.

The Blood-River Ten Thousand Ghosts Scroll!
Finding it difficult to conquer Little Black, the Blood-Ghost Old Demon had been driven to unleash his ultimate trump card: the Blood-River Ten Thousand Ghosts Scroll.
This was a supreme demonic artifact of the Demon Palace, forged by harvesting the blood and grieving souls of countless living beings to form the blood river and its ten thousand ghosts.
The more living beings this scroll devoured, the more terrifying its power would become.
Legend had it that the Blood-River Ten Thousand Ghosts technique was passed down by the ancient Demon God Lu Tu, boasting astonishing power. Only the elder grandmasters of the Demon Palace were qualified to practice it, and it was precisely this artifact that had forged the fearsome reputation of the Blood-Ghost Old Demon.

As the old demon unleashed his scroll, it expanded majestically across a thousand miles, instantly enveloping Little Black within its depths.
Woo-woo...
Within the blood river, countless demons instantly surged outward, pouncing fiercely toward Little Black.
In the blink of an eye, Little Black was swarmed, its flesh and blood being viciously torn apart by scores of ghouls who shrieked with frantic delight, as if feasting on the ultimate delicacy.

Roar!
Little Black flew into a rage.
Its devouring head abruptly snapped its jaws wide open.
A boundless suction force instantly swept across tens of miles, pulling the ghastly demons one after another directly into its maw.

Upon seeing this, the Blood-Ghost Old Demon was greatly startled.
"Suppress!"
At that critical juncture, the old demon timely channeled the Blood-River Ten Thousand Ghosts Scroll. Beams of light instantly froze the ghouls in their tracks, sending them tumbling back into the scroll.
Immediately afterward, the Blood-Ghost Old Demon drove the scroll downward toward Little Black. Even though Little Black’s devouring head remained open, it could not swallow the scroll. Propelled by the old demon, the artifact descended unsteadily, wrapping tightly around Little Black’s body.

Hiss, hiss, hiss...
The brilliance of the Blood-River Ten Thousand Ghosts Scroll flared brilliantly as it swathed Little Black, its terrifying river-of-blood energy continuously corrupting and corroding Little Black’s flesh.

"Roar..."
Little Black struggled incessantly.
The scroll expanded and contracted under the strain, bearing immense pressure from the beast's violent thrashing.

"Not good!"
The moment the Blood-Ghost Old Demon unleashed the scroll, Yi Tian felt a towering surge of fury; it was clear how many lives had been slaughtered and devoured to empower that artifact.
The power of the Blood-River Ten Thousand Ghosts Scroll was simply too astonishing. Driven by the old demon, even Little Black was outmatched and bound within it.
Worse still, the scroll was actively devouring Little Black's flesh to grow stronger.

At this critical juncture, Yi Tian drew his Dark Nether Bow, frantically channeling the Sun-Shooting Heavenly Art.
The Dark Nether Bow suddenly burst with blinding light.
Points of light emerged along the bow's frame, twinkling like stars to form a vast and imposing grand bow. Upon the string, a terrifying concentration of true essence gathered out of thin air.
In a flash, an exceptionally dense arrow condensed into form.

"Die!"
Carrying Yi Tian's boundless killing intent, the arrow soared into the sky like a nine-heavens thunderbolt traversing the void. In an instant, it crossed a dozen miles of space, appearing within a zhang of the Blood-Ghost Old Demon.
The very next moment, the arrow would pierce straight through the old demon's body.

The Blood-Ghost Old Demon, who was pouring all his focus into using the scroll to suppress Little Black, changed expression drastically.
If he chose to dodge, he would likely fail to maintain full suppression on the scroll, allowing the double-headed fierce beast to break free.
And trying to suppress the beast a second time would become infinitely more difficult.

In a fraction of a ten-thousandth of an instant, the old demon made up his mind.
"Earth Demon Golden Body!"
Refusing to dodge, his body suddenly radiated a burst of golden light. His skin turned entirely golden, overlaid with eerie black demonic runes that appeared immensely majestic and terrifying.

Just as the old demon fully activated his Earth Demon Golden Body, the arrow slammed into his chest.
Boom!
It sounded like a thunderclap in the heavens.
This brilliant arrow pierced through the old demon's Earth Demon Golden Body, tearing open a bloody hole, while the terrifying momentum forced his figure to stumble back several steps.

Having suffered such a horrifying blow, the old demon's control over the Blood-River Ten Thousand Ghosts Scroll suffered a microscopic lapse.
Seizing this fleeting opportunity, Little Black struggled with all its might as its dark head opened wide for the first time.
Boom!
A beam of pure darkness erupted from its jaws, instantly slamming into the Blood-River Ten Thousand Ghosts Scroll.
The entire scroll trembled violently.
The next moment, it was blasted open, and Little Black lunged out from within.

The Blood-Ghost Old Demon was horrified.
Little Black’s dark beam had caused minor damage to a section of his Blood-River Ten Thousand Ghosts Scroll.
To him, this was nothing short of a bolt from the blue.
It filled him with shock and rage.
Immediately following that, a towering killing intent erupted from him.
This scroll was a supreme middle-grade magical treasure meant to grow alongside him in the future, yet a portion of it had been ruined right here, requiring a heavy price to repair later.

However, having unleashed the innate divine ability of its dark head to break free, Little Black now appeared extremely weak.
Clearly, executing that dark divine ability had dealt a severe blow to its vitality.