Chapter 57

Yuan Ming was already rooted to the spot, staring at the Human Demon King who was submerged in a sea of corpses.

He stiffly turned his head to look for the silver cat, only to see it perched on a nearby rock, maintaining its elegant squatting posture, its eyes fixed on the Human Demon King who was being overwhelmed by the corpses.

"How is it controlling those corpses?" Through the cat's eyes, Yuan Ming saw two black mists swirling, leaving him puzzled.

At that moment, the Human Demon King suddenly roared madly, leaped up, and swung its claws.

Sharp claw marks, like the edges of swords, shot out, instantly slicing through all the living corpses pressing down on it, the powerful impact scattering the dismembered bodies.

But then, more than ten corpses in the pit "came alive" again, including seven or eight that had already become white skeletons. They staggered forward, charging at the Human Demon King.

The Human Demon King took a step forward, swung its claws, and shattered these living corpses once more.

"Don't just stand there... block him... I need to focus and gather my strength... to kill him." The silver cat's voice rang out again, still cold and commanding, but more coherent than before.

Although Yuan Ming was unhappy, he still followed the order and moved forward.

He used the Fur-Coating Technique, transforming into a white ape. Seizing the opportunity when the Human Demon King was entangled by two living corpses, he charged from the side, ramming into the Human Demon King's side with his right shoulder.

A dull impact echoed, and Yuan Ming felt his shoulder bone almost crack, but he still managed to knock the Human Demon King off balance.

Then, he slapped the ground with one hand, and a green light shone, causing three green wooden spikes to suddenly pierce out from behind, tripping the Human Demon King and making it stumble and fall.

"Good job!" The silver cat's voice finally carried a hint of pleasure.

Yuan Ming ignored it and leaped up, infusing his Green Fish Sword with magic, which glowed with a green light, like a fish sliding along the blade. He raised the sword and slashed down at the Human Demon King.

At that moment, he caught a glimpse of the living corpses, which, for some reason, seemed to have been drained of life, collapsing one by one, leaving him alone to charge forward.

"Trouble, I've been tricked." This thought flashed through Yuan Ming's mind.

But it was too late to retreat now.

With this surge of momentum, he might still have a chance to survive; if he hesitated, he would surely die.

Yuan Ming's ferocity was aroused, and the Nine Elements Technique in his body ran wild. The Green Fish Sword glowed and hummed, slicing toward the Human Demon King's head.

The Human Demon King hastily raised its arm to block the sword.

"Clang"

A shower of sparks flew as the Green Fish Sword struck the Human Demon King's arm.

This time, the Green Fish Sword finally broke through the Human Demon King's skin, cutting a wound in its arm and embedding itself in the flesh.

However, the sword was caught by the Human Demon King's incredibly tough muscles, making it difficult to pull out.

Without hesitation, Yuan Ming immediately abandoned the sword and stepped back.

The Human Demon King roared in rage, leaped up, and blocked Yuan Ming's path.

Its eyes were filled with intense killing intent, and it exhaled a foul black gas from its nostrils. It raised its claw and aimed straight for Yuan Ming's throat, ignoring the sword still stuck in its arm.

At the critical moment, Yuan Ming's shadow suddenly skewed, and his body strangely shifted to the side.

The Human Demon King's sharp claws grazed past Yuan Ming's neck, missing him.

But its arm swung and struck Yuan Ming's neck with great force.

Instantly, Yuan Ming felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer, his head reeled, and his body flew out, crashing into the cave wall.

"Cough..."

He spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with bloodshot veins, and his vision blurred.

Before he could stand up, he saw a blurry black shadow charging at him, which he knew was the Human Demon King.

The heavy blow had left him dazed and his vision blurred, making it impossible for him to make an accurate judgment or dodge. He could only stagger backward, making a last-ditch effort to protect himself.

"I'm going to die..." This was the only thought left in Yuan Ming's mind.

But at that moment, a brilliant golden light suddenly appeared behind the black shadow, like a rising sun, bringing a warm and not oppressive heat, rushing toward him.

In the next instant, the golden light directly entered the Human Demon King's body, piercing through its back and bursting out of its chest.

The Human Demon King's forward motion instantly stopped, as if it had been frozen in place, still maintaining its charging posture but unable to move.

Yuan Ming, who had thought he was doomed, felt a warm current, and his vision was filled with bright, scorching golden light, as if the entire world had been illuminated.

His eyes involuntarily shed tears, not out of emotion, but because the dazzling golden light stung his eyes.

In the bright light, he vaguely saw a divine bird enveloped in golden flames.

But then, the golden light suddenly dissipated, turning into points of golden light that danced in the air, like a swarm of fireflies, and entered the silver cat.

Yuan Ming rubbed his sore eyes, which were already swollen, and the bloodshot condition improved. His vision gradually cleared, and he saw that the silver cat had not abandoned him and fled.

The brilliant golden light that had just appeared was clearly its fatal blow.

"Are you okay?" Yuan Ming asked, noticing the silver cat's unusual state.

After a while, the silver cat's voice, still ethereal but clearly tired, echoed in his mind: "Take me... to the Human Demon King."

Yuan Ming walked over and reached out to pick up the silver cat.

The silver cat, which was already drooping, immediately avoided his hand, its eyes full of disdain, and leaped onto Yuan Ming's arm, climbing to his shoulder and squatting down.

Yuan Ming pursed his lips and brought it to the Human Demon King.

The Human Demon King's eyes were closed, and apart from the blood hole in its chest and the sword wound left by Yuan Ming, there were no other obvious injuries.

Yuan Ming was puzzled, unable to figure out how the golden light had killed it.

"Get the bead from its throat." The silver cat's voice echoed in his mind.

"Explain first, what's going on?" Yuan Ming did not move.

"What do you want to know?" the voice in his mind asked.

"Who are you? Why are you hunting this Human Demon King?" Yuan Ming asked.

"While you're asking these questions... the elders of the Bila Cave are on their way." The silver cat did not answer.

"That's your problem, not mine." Yuan Ming spread his hands and said.

At that moment, the Human Demon King's closed eyes suddenly opened.

Its eyes still glowed with blood, and one arm suddenly raised, aiming straight for the silver cat on Yuan Ming's shoulder.

Yuan Ming and the silver cat were both startled. The former instinctively dodged backward, and the latter's eyes glowed with black light, but both were too slow.

Just as the Human Demon King's sharp claws were about to strike the silver cat, a golden light suddenly appeared on Yuan Ming's chest, and a golden-furred arm extended, grabbing the sharp claws.

The two sets of fingers interlocked, producing a dull impact.

Yuan Ming's body shook violently, and he felt a sharp pain in his chest.

However, the golden-furred arm firmly held the Human Demon King's sharp claws, though it was not a match, it did not break.

The Human Demon King struggled forward, forcing Yuan Ming to step back, and the silver cat's spell was slow to take effect.

"Hurry, I can't hold on." Yuan Ming urged, and with his other two hands, he grabbed the Human Demon King's arm, resisting its thrust with all his might.

At that moment, the furnace pattern on his right arm lit up again, releasing a warm and gentle force.

The silver cat, perched on his shoulder, eyes glowing with black light, projected it toward the Human Demon King.

The Human Demon King's movements froze again, immobilized in place.

Yuan Ming pulled the sword from its arm and was about to cut its neck when the Human Demon King's throat suddenly moved.

As its Adam's apple moved up and down, a dry, hoarse voice came from its mouth:

"It's you... please, help me..."

...

In another cave.

Bada, with a panicked look, was urgently speaking to