Sect: Starting with Comprehending Thunder Skill Chapter 1196 - 525: Prison Demon Lord

"Though this ship has strong defenses, it requires massive spiritual power to sustain."

The gray-robed elder from the "Yin Mountain Sect" twisted the bone ring on his finger, eyes filled with malice: "If we can drain its energy..."

Before he finished speaking, another elder from the "Netherworld Ghost Sect" suddenly flung a chain, the skull at its end opened its bloody maw towards the ship’s hull, only to be repelled by the protective shield, sent flying backward, spitting out three mouthfuls of black blood mid-air.

"Nonsense! It’s not that easy!"

A demon cultivator of indistinct aura suddenly shouted, nine bronze lamps flew out from his sleeve, the wicks ignited with ghostly green flames, forming a bizarre array in the sky.

"Do you think the ’Shenxiao Dao Sect’ are just pushovers?"

"The energy on this battleship is ample, can we really afford to deplete it?"

"Do not forget, this is the ’Shenxiao Dao Sect’s’ territory!"

As soon as the array formed, it was pulverized into powder by celestial thunder induced by Li Yunjing. The bronze lamps melted into liquid metal upon hitting the ground.

The black-robed cultivator scratched his head awkwardly, fingernails grating noisily on his scalp: "Do we really have to return empty-handed? How will I explain to the sect leader?"

Suddenly, he caught sight of a shadow slowly approaching from the abyss, madness flashed in his eyes: "Why not take a gamble! Before that monster fully awakens, use its power to smash open this iron tortoise!"

Wang Lao Da’s pupils contracted sharply, the demon banner swiftly coiled around the black-robed cultivator’s neck: "Fool! To provoke the Prison Demon Lord means we’re all going to die!"

But before he finished speaking, the "Celestial Patrol Ship" unleashed its firepower again, synchronized with the barrage from above.

The six demon leaders’ expressions changed drastically, as the demon banner, bone sword, and ghost lamp were all simultaneously summoned, yet under the resplendent thunder’s force, they were like candles in the wind...

"Go for broke!!"

The demon cultivator wearing a skull crown seized the opportunity, violently shook the demon banner in his hand, countless blood-red chains shot out like giant blood pythons, coiling towards the "Celestial Patrol Ship."

The other five Golden Core Realm demon cultivators also successively unleashed their lifebound magical treasures.

In an instant, the sounds of demon artifacts tearing through the sky and the howling of demonic qi intertwined, tinting the entire sky an eerie dark red.

Dark red demonic qi and bright thunder light divided the sky in half.

Li Yunjing snorted coldly, his hands quickly performing sealing gestures.

The thirty-six "Falling Star Crossbows" on the "Celestial Patrol Ship" simultaneously activated, the cold light of the crossbow arrows shot towards the demon cultivators like a torrential rain.

Meanwhile, he muttered incantations, golden talismans flying from the "Celestial Patrol Ship," transforming into golden light shields that completely blocked the blood-red chains.

Just as both sides were locked fiercely in battle, a giant silhouette emerged from the abyss casting its shadow.

It was a giant entangled in black chains, towering over a thousand meters, each chain as thick as a mountain, inscribed with ancient runes, exuding an intimidating aura.

The giant’s features were indistinct, only its pair of eyes glowed scarlet, like two blazing fires of blood.

"This is... the ’Prison Demon Lord’ of the ancient Demon Prison! How is this possible!"

One demon cultivator elder turned pale, his voice filled with fear.

The other demon cultivators also halted their attacks, staring in terror at the giant.

In ancient legends, the "Prison Demon Lord" was a terrifying existence sealed at the deepest level of the abyss, whose emergence would bring catastrophic destruction.

Li Yunjing’s expression was equally grave.

However, he understood deeply that the ancient demon before him was not something he could contend with.

The "Prison Demon Lord" in front of him was a reflection, an illusion, this ancient demon could not break out, manifest its supreme demon skills, or harm him.

Yet, the scene before him was truly terrifying.

Even knowing he was safe, Li Yunjing still felt a shudder in his heart.

It was like a child at the zoo hearing a roaring tiger from behind a cage, the fear came from within, an instinctual reaction.

The oppressive feeling of a higher-tier creature over a lower-tier one!

Facing such a presence, Li Yunjing had already pushed the "Celestial Patrol Ship" to its peak, the hull surface lit up with countless lights, a huge golden light shield slowly rising, enveloping the entire ship.

Only in this way did Li Yunjing feel a trace of security.

Just as the figures of the six demon leaders were slightly stagnant from the Prison Demon Lord’s shadow, Li Yunjing was the first to regain his composure, assessing the situation, his eyes flashed with a cold gleam.

He darted out of the "Celestial Patrol Ship," charging towards the demon cultivator on the far left.

"Boom," with the "Thunder Escape Technique," he reached that person’s vicinity before they could react, within a mere ten meters!

"Five Elements Divine Fist!"

With a "bang," just one punch, Li Yunjing directly smashed the opponent’s head to pieces.

The golden core in his chest and abdomen had just emerged, and Li Yunjing skillfully reached out to grab and crush it, a "crackle" of lightning flashing in Li Yunjing’s hand.

In a split second, the golden core dimmed, the person’s entire spiritual sense turned to ash under the lightning.

"Third Brother!"

The demon cultivator with the skull crown reacted the fastest, after a mournful cry, he frantically waved his demon banner, trying to conjure a blood-red barrier.

However, at this moment, Li Yunjing had already charged among them, one hand manifesting the "Five Elements Divine Fist," the other the "Thunder Tribulation Divine Fist," nearly invincible.

With a "boom," the blood-red barrier shattered inch by inch, the runes on the demon banner turned to ash in the thunderlight.

"No!"

The skull-crowned demon cultivator let out a piercing, wretched scream, his entire being was engulfed by the thunderous pillar of light from the "Thunder Tribulation Divine Fist," instantly blasted into a blood mist.

The other four demon cultivators, seeing this, each summoned their lifebound magical treasures, attempting to fend off the horrific attack.