Yang Yan's previously tense heart finally settled.

In this case, with Gongsun Ruyan's strength, handling it shouldn't be a problem.

Just as Yang Yan secretly let out a sigh of relief, a flock of birds burning with blood-red flames suddenly flew over the sky.

They looked much like vultures, except they were completely bald.

But the blood-red flames burning on them were anything but simple.

Yang Yan suddenly grinned and weighed the Star Night in his hand:

"Today, I'll let you broaden your horizons, so you can die with your eyes open!"

As his words fell, a powerful aura emanated from Yang Yan's body.

It was overwhelming, directly covering this small world.

The continuously emerging Demons were immediately suppressed, and their speed dropped.

However, the flock of flaming blood birds were unaffected because of Yang Yan's deliberate intention.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

Hundreds of blood-red firebirds flapped their wings even faster, rushing toward Yang Yan.

Floating in the air, Yang Yan saw this and couldn't help but have the corners of his mouth lift, softly speaking a few words:

"A flash of cold light, a myriad of beams!"

As his words fell, a sheet of white cold light suddenly brightened.

Initially, the white blade was just a thin line, seemingly harmless to humans and animals.

Finally, all the Demons were shocked to find that their field of vision was filled with white light.

The next moment, a wave of sharp pain swept over.

Bang, bang, bang!

Hundreds of massive blood-red firebird carcasses began to fall and quickly burned out.

The Demons on the ground, with low intelligence, had no idea what was happening, only the death of their companions aroused their vicious nature.

In an instant, all the Demons emitted those terrifying roars, rushing toward Yang Yan recklessly.

After dealing with those blood-red firebirds with one strike, Yang Yan suddenly noticed that the Demons below seemed to have increased their speed, and their strength visibly increased as well.

Could the burning blood strengthen their power?

Yang Yan glared with tiger eyes, immediately understanding the key.

Doesn't that mean, the later they come out from the Blood Pool, the more troublesome they are!

Yang Yan's gaze fell on the Demons climbing out from the Blood Pool behind.

Indeed!

At this moment, a Demon with two horns on its head and long, sharp fingernails crawled out just right.

Its body was covered in scales, incredibly resembling the Sand King that Yang Yan had seen?

Of course, Yang Yan didn't know, this form of Demon had its own name among the Demon Race—

Sand Demon Race.

Then I'll just block the door and kill you all!

Yang Yan thought of a not-so-viable plan.

As he thought, he acted.

He dove down, plunging headfirst into the Demon pile below.

In a short time, these low-intelligence Demons had grown to over a thousand, and they were still increasing.

Even Yang Yan found it quite troublesome to handle.

"Woo woo..."

"Woo woo..."

"Woo woo..."

The blood continuously spilling and the screams of companions deeply stimulated these Demons, all starting to shriek.

"Bring something fresh."

Looking around at the Demon army killed in circles and then fearlessly pressing forward again, Yang Yan couldn't help but grin and fiercely plunge the Star Night into the ground.

This move, Yang Yan had never used before.

Because, to him, it was almost useless.

However, today, dealing with these attackers whose power rivals that of a Titled Powerhouse but with slightly higher defense than a regular powerhouse, it finally came in handy.

When Yang Yan poured in one-tenth of his energy, the originally restless Star Night radiated brilliantly.

Bang, bang, bang!

Splendid blue cold light started to erupt like volcanic eruptions, transforming into bolts of lightning darting around chaotically, rapidly filling the entire space.

On a normal day, facing such powerful individuals, even those above S-level from Hidden World people, such an attack might not have good results.

Yet it was instantly effective against these specialized Titled Powerhouses.

From the center out, the blue cold light, wherever it passed, chopped all the Demons rushing toward Yang Yan like slicing wheat.

Almost in the blink of an eye, over a thousand Demons had all fallen, then burned fiercely from the incision, turning to ash in an instant.

When the blue light faded, the only survivor in front of Yang Yan was the enormous Sand Demon.

At this moment, the Sand Demon had no reaction, not even its two black eyes turning.

Its whole body was standing stiffly facing Yang Yan, motionless.

"Plop—plop—plop..."

The sound of cracking and shedding rang out.

Then, under Yang Yan's stunned gaze, pieces started to fall from the Sand Demon.

The initial speed was slow, one piece after another, finally falling off in large areas.

At last, almost in an instant, the Sand Demon had become a pile of flesh.

Boom!

Flames rose, and the flesh of the desert burned out along with them.

Yang Yan then smiled, raising the Star Night in his hand and looking around, murmuring:

"Thanks, mate!"

The Star Night seemed to have sensed Yang Yan's feelings, continuously trembling in his hand, as if seeking credit.

"You're quite skilled."

At this moment, a somewhat elderly voice suddenly came from the Void.

"Who?"

Yang Yan's heart skipped a beat, and he called out instinctively.

Someone else was here?

He hadn't noticed at all?

How could that be!

"Heh—young lad, why are you afraid? I sensed fear in you."

The voice returned with a chuckle.

"Who are you?"

Yang Yan squinted his eyes, a mysterious cold light circulating in them.

Yang Yan wasn't accustomed to such conversations.

With someone clearly here, and yet he couldn't figure out where they were?

Yang Yan's usual approach to dealing with such unfamiliar matters was to directly change them into familiar ones!

"You're definitely not a Demon! You don't even have Demonic Qi inside, although there are traces of magic, but they are very low-level."

"Moreover, it seems you guy have had your body purified too!"

The person hidden in the shadows spoke on their own.

"Coward hiding your head, I don't believe you won't show yourself!"

Yang Yan held up Star Night, suddenly shouted, and fiercely slashed a cold light toward the immense Blood Pool.

To the Demons, this Blood Pool was definitely like a Grotto Heaven Blessed Land.

He didn't believe the person hiding in the shadows wouldn't care.

Sure enough, the voice became somewhat urgent:

"Young lad, this is your reward, do you really want to destroy it yourself?"

"My reward?"

Yang Yan originally just wanted to blackmail for a bit, now hearing this very timely, he withdrew his strength, stood beside the Blood Pool, and looked up at the seemingly nonexistent sky.

"The Blood Pool can only recover every three hundred years, so the Trial Demon Cave opens only every three hundred years."

"And the Trial Demon Cave has now been unopened for countless ages, do you know how terrifying the energy accumulated in the Blood Pool is?"