Chapter 155: Slaying the Demon
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What had just transpired occurred in the blink of an eye.
Below, the crowd at the Mirror Snow Pavilion watched in stunned silence as Zhao Wuji, a formidable late Foundation Establishment cultivator, was instantly slain with a single punch by a suddenly appearing burly man with a thick beard. Shock gripped them all.
The remaining members of the Zhao family, witnessing their strongest eldest son brutally killed and left dismembered, stood dumbfounded, each wavering with retreat in their hearts, ready to beat a hasty retreat.
“Too powerful!”
“Who on earth is that hero who just appeared?”
“How is it possible that such a formidable body-refining cultivator exists in the Lingqi Archipelago’s immortal cultivation realm?”
“I’ve never heard of such a figure before,” even Li Mu, the Dharma protector, was utterly shocked.
“Stop guessing recklessly. That man just saved our lives,” Aunt Long of Mirror Snow Pavilion said, clutching her injured shoulder with furrowed brows. “We must flee immediately. There’s an even fiercer beast tide behind us.”
“I’ve already sent a long-distance soul transmission talisman to the pavilion master. They should arrive soon to provide support. Before then, we must escape the island.”
With that, everyone from the Mirror Snow Pavilion mounted their magical instruments and fled toward the island’s outskirts.
Within the Thousand-Leaf Spirit Island,
Flames flared, the scent of blood filled the air, and mournful wails of agony echoed everywhere.
Wherever the monstrous beast army passed, not a blade of grass survived. Every punch from the two-eyed demon ape spelled death for a cultivator.
Zhao Wuyang, infected and parasitized by demonic plants, continuously sucked the life essence from cultivators, his aura growing ever stronger.
At that moment,
His withered hand snapped a cultivator’s neck and then glared in one direction. “Such audacity, to kill my blood food.”
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Nie Aoshan, clan chief of the Nie family, wielded a magical instrument to fend off a late Foundation Establishment black bear demon, all while covering his clan members’ breakout.
“Order everyone to abandon all belongings and flee! Whoever escapes lives!”
“Those who make it out, immediately seek aid from the upper sect!”
The upper sect he spoke of was naturally the Lei Yuan Sect.
His heart had already turned to ashes. The Nie family had only just been established when this calamity struck Thousand-Leaf Spirit Island, inflicting devastating losses.
Even Nie Sheng, the family’s venerable patriarch known as the Stabilizing Needle of the Sea, had perished on the spot.
Those Nie clan members who survived by luck would never restore their former glory.
Nie Aoshan knew he might never form a Core Formation and had resigned himself to death.
Surrounded by surging magical energy, he roared as he drove his spiritual sword at the black bear demon, unleashing a desperate slash!
Swish!
Clang!
The sword’s radiance struck the black bear’s body, but its black fur shimmered with a thick black armored aura, resisting the sword energy without a scratch.
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Taking advantage of the opening, the black bear demon slammed its massive paw down on Nie Aoshan!
Boom!
The heavy paw shattered Nie Aoshan’s magical shield with a single blow, crashing into his chest.
Nie Aoshan spat a mouthful of blood from the severe hit and was sent flying backward, crashing heavily against nearby buildings, his aura waning.
The black bear demon leapt high, descending like a mountain from the sky, its massive shadow engulfing the houses beneath.
A wave of despair rose in Nie Aoshan’s heart.
Such scenes played out ceaselessly across Thousand-Leaf Spirit Island.
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Qin Ming, transformed into the burly bearded man, now rode a silver-winged frostbee, evading the ever-advancing beasts.
Scanning behind him with his divine sense, he noticed the one who had caught up was none other than Mo Lingwei.
She had originally acted alongside the Zhao family, but upon witnessing Zhao Wuji—her personal nightmare—annihilated by the bearded man’s thunderous strike and the disappearance of the sealing formation placed upon her, her heart surged with excitement.
This meant she was no longer under the Zhao family’s control.
Qin Ming paused briefly and asked with a gruff frown, “Why have you been tailing me?”
“Uh, I wanted to thank you for saving me. Zhao Wuji had placed a sealing formation on me, but you killed him, freeing me from his control,” Mo Lingwei said gratefully with a bow.
A faint smile curled Qin Ming’s lips as he saw through her true motive: she wanted to latch onto his strength to escape Thousand-Leaf Spirit Island.
After all, his power had just been on full display.
“You can follow, but if danger comes, don’t expect me to save you. You’re on your own,” Qin Ming replied, then resumed his flight toward the island’s edge.
Though Mo Lingwei risked exposure by following him, Qin Ming didn’t mind. Given the current dire situation, even he could only look out for himself. All was left to fate.
Mo Lingwei’s cheeks flushed with embarrassment at being seen through, but compared to living through this ordeal, it was a small matter.
One after another, they cast spells, slaying the gathering low-tier beasts.
As they neared the island’s edge, three second-tier powerful demons appeared, blocking Qin Ming’s path.
Among them was a mid-second-tier Riftwind Beast demon circling above, its cold, piercing gaze fixed on the two.
Hiss!
From its mouth spat several massive black wind blades, radiating terrifying might as they slashed toward Qin Ming.
Qin Ming flickered, narrowly dodging the attack.
The black wind blades maintained their momentum, slicing into a nearby mountain peak.
Boom!
A small portion of the mountain split into several chunks.
Behind him, Mo Lingwei’s face drained of color upon seeing so many second-tier demons.
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Qin Ming decisively leapt off the silver-winged frostbee, sending the beast to confront one of the early second-tier demons.
He then tapped his spiritual beast pouch, summoning the massive Xuan Water Crocodile into the air.
With a furious roar, it charged fiercely at another mid-second-tier demon.
Qin Ming dodged the Riftwind Beast’s attack, his eyes chilling. He knew that if he didn’t deal with this swift demon, escape today would be impossible.
Without hesitation, he formed the hand seals of the Azure Darkness Sword Technique and pointed skyward. The Azure Luan Sword transformed into several streaks of blue sword light, slashing at the Riftwind Beast.
Seeing this, Mo Lingwei bit her silver teeth and summoned a flying shuttle artifact to assist.
In an instant, near a mountain range on the island’s outskirts, two humans and two beasts clashed fiercely with the three mountain-beast demons.
Above,
The Riftwind Beast spread its massive three-zhang-wide wings shimmering with red light, allowing no chance for Qin Ming to close in.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Its wings flapped, sending countless wind blades raining down like a furious storm upon Qin Ming.
This time, Qin Ming did not dodge by flight but instead was enveloped in a blood-red armor.
The powerful wind blades struck him, but not a single hair was harmed.
His eyes turned cold as he formed a hand seal and secretly cast the Illusory Light Transformation Technique.
His figure blurred in place, seeming to dissolve into a wisp of blue smoke, then vanished.
When he reappeared, he was directly above the Riftwind Beast.
The beast was stunned, unable to comprehend how he had ignored its wind blade assault.
Could his physical body be stronger than theirs, the demons?
And where had this human youth vanished to?
As it searched frantically for his location, a sudden chill crept down its spine, sensing an attack from behind.
Clang!
Qin Ming’s sword technique converged countless sword energies into a single massive azure blade over ten zhang long, slashing fiercely at the Riftwind Beast’s back.
The beast sensed the danger too late.
The tremendous azure sword light flashed past.
Swoosh!
Panicked, the Riftwind Beast tried to evade but was struck, severing one wing from its body.
A torrent of blood sprayed into the sky.