Chapter 95

With a "swish," Ma Xingfeng moved, tearing through the void and arriving at the foot of the mountain where he lived. His right hand waved again, and immediately, the thick mist halfway up the mountain rapidly parted, revealing a wide path.

Ma Xingfeng was about to step onto the path and enter his living area.

"Leave the person behind!" At this moment, a faint voice suddenly came from behind him.

Ma Xingfeng was taken aback by this. He had never expected that within the Flowing Cloud Sect, someone would dare to speak to him in such a tone. This was the first time in his life.

Ma Xingfeng quickly turned around and saw a man in a white robe standing ten meters behind him. This man was as handsome as Pan An, so much so that even women would envy and hate him.

"Who are you?" Recognizing the stranger, Ma Xingfeng's face darkened, and he asked in a cold voice.

"Si Ma Ye!" The man in the white robe replied calmly.

"Oh, so you're the one who recently became an inner disciple. You've got some nerve to speak to me like this, old man." Ma Xingfeng immediately recalled that one of his disciples had reported about someone named Si Ma Ye.

"I told you to leave the person behind." Si Ma Ye's expression remained calm as he continued to speak in a calm tone.

"Ha ha, what a big mouth! Do you know who you're talking to?" Ma Xingfeng laughed instead of getting angry, and he asked in a cold voice.

"Ma Xingfeng, one of the six elders of the Flowing Cloud Sect." Si Ma Ye said slowly.

"Since you know my identity, why don't you kneel?" Ma Xingfeng suddenly roared, and immediately, a wave of extremely violent sound waves rushed towards Si Ma Ye, like a series of orange waves, surging relentlessly.

Si Ma Ye's body swayed slightly but quickly stabilized. The violent sound waves rushed past him, only causing a few strands of his black hair to flutter.

"Huh!" Seeing that Si Ma Ye could withstand his powerful sound wave attack, Ma Xingfeng's face changed for the first time, and he couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

"Who are you? What are your intentions for infiltrating the Flowing Cloud Sect?" Ma Xingfeng, not being a fool, immediately realized that there was something wrong with Si Ma Ye, and he shouted angrily.

"You don't have the right to know my identity. Leave the person behind!" Si Ma Ye's face gradually showed a sweet smile as he replied slowly.

"Ha ha... How ridiculous! You don't have the right to know my identity? Who do you think you are? A young, inexperienced girl, daring to speak to me like this, truly overestimating yourself. If I don't leave the person behind, what will you do?" Ma Xingfeng was almost enraged to the point of bursting his lungs, but his words were sharp, clearly recognizing that Si Ma Ye was a woman.

"If you don't leave him behind, then I won't be polite to you." Si Ma Ye's smile grew even wider.

"Ha ha, good, I haven't had a chance to loosen my muscles for a long time. I'll use you, this overconfident girl, to test my skills." Ma Xingfeng laughed in anger.

"Swish!" As soon as Ma Xingfeng finished speaking, Si Ma Ye moved, her speed as fast as lightning. Her afterimage had not yet dissipated when she had already appeared three meters in front of Ma Xingfeng. Her delicate hand formed a fist and gently struck towards Ma Xingfeng's chest.

Although Si Ma Ye's movements were as gentle as water, Ma Xingfeng's face instantly changed drastically. He realized that the moment Si Ma Ye attacked, a three-meter radius around him became a vacuum, and his figure suddenly paused.

"Domain power?" In shock, Ma Xingfeng no longer dared to be careless. His right hand waved, and immediately, a violent orange battle aura transformed into a giant dragon, tearing through the surroundings.

"Crack" sounds echoed continuously as the vacuum around Ma Xingfeng was quickly torn apart, creating countless cracks of various sizes.

This scene was extremely spectacular, like a mirror being shattered by a hammer, creating countless cracks. Of course, ordinary people couldn't see this; only those with the cultivation of Ma Xingfeng and Si Ma Ye could witness it.

Under Ma Xingfeng's full attack, the domain power Si Ma Ye had imposed around him instantly disintegrated. Ma Xingfeng, with a serious expression, opened his mouth and let out a deafening roar. His right fist continued to move, and a series of extremely violent orange battle aura energies surged into the giant dragon, making the dragon's body suddenly swell and fiercely charge towards Si Ma Ye's fist.

"Boom" The battle aura dragon and Si Ma Ye's fist collided heavily.

With a deafening explosion, the ground between them instantly split open, creating a deep and wide crack. Thick water columns shot up, and even a nearby small mountain peak collapsed, turning into countless pieces of soil and rocks that scattered on the ground.

"Swish, swish" The two figures retreated from the water columns and debris, both breathing heavily.

After stabilizing himself, Ma Xingfeng saw a trail of blood slowly sliding down his right arm, staining his robe red and dripping to the ground. Clearly, his right arm had suffered serious injuries in this attack.

Si Ma Ye's hair, which had been tied up, had fallen, and her black hair now cascaded down, with streaks of fresh red blood visible.

In the first exchange, the two were evenly matched.

"Who are you, demon? Daring to cause trouble in the Flowing Cloud Sect?" At this moment, Ma Xingfeng noticed an intense itching in his right arm. Looking down, he was shocked to see that his robe had turned to ashes and fallen, revealing numerous dark cracks on his originally thin right arm, with a faint demonic aura spreading from within.

Ma Xingfeng was very familiar with this demonic aura. Hundreds of years ago, he had fought several demons, and their methods still made him shudder.

From the injuries on his right arm, Ma Xingfeng concluded that Si Ma Ye was definitely a demon.

On the Divine Wasteland Continent, those who practiced twisted and evil cultivation methods were called demons, and they were despised by righteous people. These people practiced the evil methods left by the ancient demon gods, which were extremely vicious and powerful, causing headaches for those who considered themselves righteous.

At this moment, Ma Xingfeng was completely shocked. He never expected that demons, who had disappeared for hundreds of years, would reappear on the continent. From Si Ma Ye's cultivation, he was undoubtedly a high-ranking demon.

"Could it be that the remnants of the demons are about to stir again, causing chaos on the continent?" Ma Xingfeng was deeply anxious. The three sects and six schools, the nine major sects, were the mortal enemies of these demons. If the remnants of the demons reappeared, they would be the first to be targeted.

"Since you've recognized me, I don't need to hide anymore." Si Ma Ye smiled sweetly and waved her right hand, instantly producing a huge demonic blade.

This blade was entirely green. As soon as it appeared, it began to absorb the surrounding spiritual energy, transforming from a faint shadow into a solid form, becoming a five-meter-long, three-meter-wide giant blade, tightly held in Si Ma Ye's hand.

As soon as the blade appeared, the sky changed. Above Si Ma Ye's head, a series of thunderous sounds echoed, and countless white lightning bolts tore through the void, descending from the sky and surging into the demonic blade.

Infused with countless lightning bolts, the demonic blade immediately emitted a series of "crackling" sounds, and its power instantly increased several times over.

Ma Xingfeng's face became extremely serious. He waved his right hand, quickly tearing through the storage space in front of him, and pulled out a black whip.

"God-Striking Whip!" Seeing the whip, Si Ma Ye's expression also changed. She never expected that the God-Striking Whip, originally a treasure of the demon race, had fallen into the hands of this old man.

However, the God-Striking Whip no longer had any demonic aura, clearly indicating that it had been refined by Ma Xingfeng into his own treasure.

"Since you recognize this, then die obediently!" With a sinister laugh, Ma Xingfeng immediately and without hesitation swung the God-Striking Whip, charging fiercely towards Si Ma Ye.

"Whoosh" Before he even arrived, the God-Striking Whip had already drawn a beautiful arc in the air, and waves of orange battle aura quickly transformed into numerous energy dragons, surging out of the whip and charging towards Si Ma Ye.

Seeing this, Si Ma Ye's eyes quickly showed a hint of fear. The God-Striking Whip was extremely bizarre, and the energy it emitted specifically harmed the divine consciousness. Therefore, when fighting it, one must not release their divine consciousness, or their mind would suffer severe damage.

However, for super-strong individuals at their level, if they could not release their divine consciousness during a fight, they would be unable to detect the exact position of their opponent with their eyes alone, nor could they track the trajectory of the opponent's energy attacks. Thus, they would be in a passive position, and the battle would be half lost before it even began.

But Si Ma Ye would not sit and wait to die.

"Break!" Si Ma Ye raised her demonic blade without hesitation and swung it horizontally.

"Crack" sounds echoed continuously as the area around the blade collapsed. The several orange energy dragons charging towards her were instantly reduced to wisps of smoke, disappearing into the air.

"Hmph, I'll see how long you, this demon girl, can hold out." Seeing this, Ma Xingfeng laughed coldly and swung the God-Striking Whip again, releasing more orange battle aura, forming a second wave of energy dragons, charging towards Si Ma Ye.

"Despicable!" Si Ma Ye, seeing this, immediately recognized Ma Xingfeng's intentions and was enraged, her face turning pale.