My carefree life in space

Chapter 242 Fighting the Demons

"His level is already Demon General!" Some cultivators recognized the demon leader's cultivation level.

Among the demon race, the corresponding human cultivator levels for demon disciples are Qi Refining stage, demon soldiers are Foundation Establishment stage, demon generals are Golden Core stage, demon commanders are Nascent Soul stage, demon lords are Deity Transformation stage, and higher levels include demon kings, demon emperors, and demon gods.

Although the spiritual energy and resources are more abundant in the Azure Cloud Continent, cultivators still need to cultivate step by step. It is not that everyone here is necessarily more powerful than the people of the Flame Sun Continent. It's just that they have geographical advantages, which allow them to have a higher upper limit for their cultivation.

Those currently resisting the demons are generally at the Golden Core stage, with some at the Nascent Soul stage, though in small numbers. Lin Shushu and Mo Ze stand out among this group.

While everyone else retreated, they charged forward. Mo Ze initiated the attack, while Lin Shushu watched from the sidelines. Both Mo Ze and Lin Shushu tacitly agreed that Mo Ze needed more real combat experience to quickly improve his strength.

Mo Ze knew that this demon leader was a formidable opponent and he couldn't afford to be careless. He channeled all his power into his longsword and launched a fierce attack on the demon leader. The demon leader, not to be outdone, wielded his battle axe and engaged Mo Ze in a fierce counterattack.

The battle axe and longsword clashed, producing deafening roars and sending sparks flying. At the same time, black demonic energy and golden spiritual power collided violently, releasing powerful energy that sent surrounding cultivators and demons flying.

Although Mo Ze's swordsmanship was exquisite, the demon leader's strength was simply too great, and each attack made his arm go numb. However, Mo Ze did not back down. With his agility and tenacious will, he fought back against the demon leader.

The demon leader was surrounded by dense demonic energy, and every time he swung his battle axe, he could stir up a black storm.

Mo Ze had several wounds on his body, and blood stained his clothes. But he gritted his teeth, his eyes fixed on the demon leader's every move.

While skillfully dodging the opponent's attacks, he silently analyzed the situation in his mind. The demon leader's attacks seemed fierce, but there seemed to be a very short pause between each attack. Moreover, when he used the sweeping skill of the battle axe, the defense on the right side would be slightly weak.

Mo Ze was overjoyed, realizing that this might be the opponent's weakness. He took a deep breath, gathered all his spiritual power, and the longsword in his hand shone brightly. Taking advantage of the moment when the demon leader swung his battle axe again, he advanced instead of retreating, rushing towards the opponent's right side like a bolt of lightning.

The demon leader clearly hadn't expected Mo Ze to be so bold, and it was too late to defend himself.

Mo Ze leaped into the air, his longsword aimed straight for the demon leader's right ribs. The demon leader glared defiantly, trying to dodge but was firmly locked onto by Mo Ze's spiritual power.

With a muffled "thud," the longsword pierced the demon leader's body without any resistance, and black demon blood gushed out, splashing onto the scorched earth.

The demon leader let out a shrill scream, his body swayed a few times, and he knelt on one knee. His eyes, which had been filled with savagery and arrogance, were now filled only with endless anger and resentment.

He let out a piercing roar, suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashing with a mad light, and disregarding his serious injuries, he used his last strength to frantically gather the remaining demonic energy around him.

In an instant, the battle axe in his hand was enveloped by a layer of black demonic energy so dense it was almost tangible. From within the demonic energy, faint, mournful howls of ghosts and wolves emanated, sending chills down one's spine.

Immediately afterward, the demon leader roared, wielding his battle axe with a world-destroying force, tearing through the air as he hurtled towards Mo Ze. Wherever the demonic energy passed, space seemed to be ripped apart, leaving behind streaks of black cracks.

Lin Shushu, standing to the side, sharpened her eyes and was about to make a move when she saw that Mo Ze had already reacted quickly. She was slightly relieved, but still kept her eyes fixed on the battle, ready to lend a helping hand to Mo Ze at any time.

When the demon leader's powerful attack came, Mo Ze didn't have time to think. He immediately circulated all his spiritual power to the limit, and his long sword danced rapidly, forming a golden spiritual power shield in front of him.

"Boom!" The demonic energy and the spiritual energy shield collided violently, producing a deafening roar. The powerful impact sent Mo Ze flying, tracing an arc in the air before crashing heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

"Mo Ze!" Lin Shushu called out anxiously, wanting to go forward, but Mo Ze stopped her with a comforting smile.

Mo Ze struggled to his feet, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. He had multiple wounds on his body, from which blood continued to seep out, but he showed no sign of backing down. He took a deep breath and once again gathered his spiritual power.

With unwavering determination in his eyes, Mo Ze, sword in hand, charged towards the demon leader like a ghost. The demon leader was already at his last gasp; facing Mo Ze's relentless pursuit, he tried to resist but was powerless to turn the tide.

Mo Ze arrived before the demon leader, leaped high into the air, and thrust his longsword, imbued with boundless spiritual power, fiercely towards the demon leader's heart. The demon leader tried to dodge, but his body wouldn't obey his commands.

"Ah!" With a scream, the demon leader's body slowly collapsed, his eyes gradually dimmed, and his life force dissipated.

Mo Ze looked at the fallen demon leader, his tense body finally relaxed, he let out a long sigh and collapsed to the ground.

Lin Shushu quickly stepped forward, fed him a healing pill, and sincerely praised him: "Mo Ze, you are amazing!"

Mo Ze smiled. He knew he still had a long way to go compared to Shu Shu, but he was very pleased to receive Shu Shu's praise.

"The Demon Leader is dead!" The first to react was a young Foundation Establishment cultivator. The magic weapon in his hand was still trembling slightly, and his face was full of ecstatic joy at surviving a disaster. He shouted and jumped up excitedly.

The sound was like a horn, instantly igniting the emotions of the entire battlefield.

Upon hearing this news, the cultivators, who had been engaged in fierce battle with the demons, were greatly encouraged. Streaks of magical light streaked across the sky like meteors, causing the demon soldiers to retreat in disarray.

Under the cultivators' all-out attack, the remaining demon soldiers suffered heavy casualties. Those who managed to escape were terrified and fled desperately towards the dark abyss, wanting only to escape this place as quickly as possible.

Under the cultivators' all-out attack, the remaining demon soldiers suffered heavy casualties. Those who managed to escape were terrified and fled desperately towards the dark abyss, wanting only to escape this horrible place as quickly as possible.

Before long, there were very few demon soldiers left on the battlefield, and those who couldn't escape also perished at the hands of the cultivators.

This fierce battle has finally come to an end.

Many people witnessed the battle between Mo Ze and the demon leader, and after the battle, they all gathered around.

"This fellow Daoist looks unfamiliar. May I ask which major sect you belong to?" someone asked in confusion.

"What great sect? Almost everyone who came this time is a rogue cultivator," someone immediately retorted.