Chapter 75. Closing the Door Without Knowing a Demon Had Appeared (5)

Surprise and excitement filled Ma Dongphil's face.

"Master!"

Xueliang did not look at him. His gaze was directed towards the distant hill.

As always, he wore pure white clothing. His sleeves were soaked with blood, and in his hand, he held a long sword that emitted a faint, precious light.

"Zheng Yilong."

Finally meeting the Grand Elder of the Righteous Heaven Alliance.

The bastard who, with eyes stained by greed, had blown off his right leg.

Crack! Flash!

Without even realizing it, demonic energy surged within him.

His hair stood on end. The anger towards his opponent made his eyes burn, and he wanted to rush over and tear the bastard apart.

Clank!

Xueliang drew his sword and pointed it at Zheng Yilong. The sword, about five feet long and several times thicker than a regular broadsword, exuded an overwhelming aura.

The killing intent emanating from the tip of the sword was shouting a single will.

'Wait for me.'

Zheng Yilong's face hardened.

Yulang frowned.

"A demon?"

The young man who emitted a oppressive lightning aura.

Was it because of the suppressed killing intent, or perhaps due to his youthful appearance? Yulang thought he was dangerous but not to the extent of affecting the situation.

"Where did you come from? If you're a demon too..."

Crack!

Yulang's eyes widened.

"What the hell are these guys? Why are they so tough?"

Xueliang rubbed his right wrist with his left hand. The large sword nodded with the movement of his hand.

The sword was covered in bright red blood. In an instant, he had moved to the rear and decapitated one of the Blood Wolves.

Ma Dongphil's face was blank. The fallen Zhu Hua, the transport team, and the law enforcers were all stunned.

'How... how did he do that?'

The bodies of the red wolves were as strong as steel. They were monsters that were hard to scratch with a sword.

Moreover, they were creatures that even peak experts found difficult to handle.

To decapitate one of these wolves with a single strike? Even with a heavy weapon, was this possible?

But their surprise was nothing compared to Yulang's.

"...What is this?"

Even with his eyes wide open, he couldn't see how Xueliang moved. Despite the incomplete Supreme King Technique, he had severed the Blood Wolf's head with ease.

'An expert!'

Squeak.

The Blood Wolves bowed their heads and retreated.

This was also surprising. These were creatures that would jump into a sea of fire if ordered, yet they were retreating in fear.

Xueliang frowned.

"Just big dogs."

He was wrong. The Blood Wolves were not creatures that would be scared by the death of a comrade. Moreover, they communicated spiritually with Yulang. They were not afraid of Xueliang.

Swoosh.

A fox appeared at Xueliang's feet.

Jinhao's eyes, which shone with a faint golden light, glowed in five colors as he looked at the wolves.

There was no trace of his usual cuteness. The great tail that matched his body size swayed as he surveyed the surroundings, exuding a tremendous aura that made even humans tremble.

Whoosh.

Xueliang held the sword in reverse.

"Anyway, I can't just leave you alone."

Crack!

A red light flowed along the blade.

Startled, Yulang moved.

"This bastard!"

Whoosh!

Yulang rushed at Xueliang at high speed, but the sword, already out of Xueliang's hand, was spinning rapidly and flying towards the Blood Wolves.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Ten large wolf heads soared into the sky. It was the final move of the Three Heavens-Cleaving Swords, the Whirlwind Split.

Boom!

At the same time, Yulang's fist aimed for Xueliang's face.

Xueliang sneered.

Crack!

"Ugh!"

Yulang stumbled to the left.

'Heavy!'

One kick sent his massive body a yard to the side. If he hadn't instinctively defended himself, his right ribs would have shattered.

Clank!

The sword that had decapitated ten wolves returned to Xueliang.

Shiver.

The Blood Wolves trembled.

Xueliang nodded.

"Good, stay still like that."

Boom!

The giant sword flew again, spinning.

This time, Yulang couldn't block the merciless attack.

Splat!

Blood splattered everywhere, and headless bodies fell.

With two moves, over twenty Blood Wolves met their end. It was hard to believe these were the monsters that had just driven over eighty demons.

A meaningless death.

Crack!

Lightning flashed from Xueliang's body again.

It wasn't due to killing intent but from excessive internal energy consumption. Killing over twenty Blood Wolves with just two moves was no easy feat, even for him.

"I've seen all sorts of strange monsters in my life."

Xueliang turned his gaze to Yulang.

Yulang flinched. The opponent had proven his strength with two sword moves and one kick. It was difficult to rush in recklessly.

"But what are you? You're huge."

"..."

"Anyway, what's the point of introducing ourselves to someone we're going to kill?"

It wasn't indifference or mockery. It was as if he was calmly splitting firewood at night.

The lazy ease that shredded human dignity.

"...Dare you."

Sss!

A beastly stench emanated from Yulang's body. The primal ferocity was an added bonus.

His eyes flashed.

Flash!

The surviving Blood Wolf Chief leaped at Xueliang's back at terrifying speed, using himself as bait to create an opening and launch an attack.

At that moment, a fierce wrinkle appeared on Jinhao's nose.

"Roar!!"

"Ah!"

"Ugh!"

"Ah!"

All the demons in the area clutched their ears and crouched.

Jinhao's roar spread loudly and explosively.

Crack!

The Blood Wolf Chief, who had leaped with his mouth open, rolled over and fell, his eyes rolling back. The speed at which he had been running was so fast that his two front legs broke when he hit the ground.

Swoosh.

Jinhao walked to the Blood Wolf Chief, sat down, and blew his nose. He had maintained the pride of a true spirit creature, even called a divine being.

Drip.

Blood dripped from Yulang's lips. He had bitten them without realizing it.

'What is that beast?'

Xueliang's presence was so overwhelming that he had only just noticed it. Once he did, an unbelievable shock hit him.

Jinhao looked at Yulang.

Startled!

Yulang involuntarily took a step back.

A pair of eyes glowing in five colors emitted a divine light far beyond the realm of beasts.

'Not an ordinary beast. No, it's not a beast at all, just wearing a beast's mask.'

Yulang's face turned pale.

'A spirit creature?'

A real spirit creature, the subject of gossip among those who liked to talk. A divine beast and a demonic beast, clearly from myths and legends.

'Is there really such a spirit creature?'

The Beast Palace, which not only communicated with beasts but also dominated and improved them to the point of being almost spirit-like.

It was incomparable to any of the Beast Palace's creatures.

Even the Tiger King, who communicated with the current palace master, seemed insignificant. Not to mention, this fox was just a cub.

Xueliang smiled.

"Indeed, not an ordinary fox."

Jinhao's roar, which made even living beings tremble, had no effect on him.

It wasn't because he was strong, but because he shared qi with Jinhao.

"Let's talk about this later."

Sizzle!

White smoke rose from the giant sword.

Xueliang's eyes flashed.

"Alright, let's finish you off..."

"Who are you?"

"What?"

Yulang roared.

"Who the hell are you! Why are you with such a monster?!"

It was almost a roar. But his voice was trembling badly.

Xueliang's lips curled up.

"I said I wouldn't introduce myself."

Whoosh!

Xueliang leaped at Yulang.

Due to excessive internal energy consumption, he couldn't reach his previous speed. But his martial arts level and burning killing intent remained unchanged.

His approach itself was a threat and a terror.

Yulang shouted again.

"Beast!"

Bang!

From Yulang's fist, a vicious aura extended.

The giant sword, as large as a human body, and the giant fist, as large as a child's head, clashed.

Boom!

With a loud explosion, Yulang staggered back.

A deep sword cut was engraved on his fist. The shock traveled from his fist to his elbow and shoulder, making his whole body creak.

Yulang, who was about to counterattack, flinched from the pain in his ankle. The shock had reached his lower body.

'What!'

He prided himself on his strength, second only to the Bear Clan's leader, but he was wrong. This was a defeat in pure strength, not internal energy or skill.

Whoosh!

Yulang raised his head.

Unlike himself, who was shocked, the opponent floated in the air and was about to strike with the giant sword.

Yulang released a double palm. He didn't even have time to shout a battle cry.

Boom!

His body was thrown back. It was an unstoppable blow.

Crack!

Blood spurted from Yulang's mouth as he retreated, and he saw Xueliang's figure right in front of him.

'What... what...'

How could someone fight without even breathing?

'Snap!'

Bang!

Just by planting his foot to support himself, he suffered internal injuries. The shock was that great, and it was the only way to block the opponent.

Yulang, who had regained his footing, immediately swung his fist.

Whoosh!

The air seemed to be sucked into his massive fist. It was the Southern Wolf Divine Fist, the boxing technique he was most confident in.

Xueliang's eyes flashed.

Crack!

Yulang's eyes widened.

Before the fist wind of the Southern Wolf Divine Fist could even be released, Xueliang's body dispersed like a ghost. The Nine Heavens Earth Spirit Step had been activated.

Boom!

The powerful fist wind dug into the ground.

'Where?'

Crack!

Yulang's mouth gaped open.

The pain was so intense that he couldn't even scream. One kick had bent his waist in half. His limbs went limp, and his dantian felt numb.

Thud.

The heavy blade touched his neck.

"I remember now. A mysterious sect that controls beasts, one of the strongest forces in the new world, comparable to the major sects of the Central Plains."

Xueliang smiled.

"The Southern Beast Palace... Anyway, it's not really related to me."

"Cough!"

"Go well."

It was a merciless statement.

Yulang desperately raised his head. He wanted to ask for a moment, to say he wasn't ready.

But Xueliang's sword cut was as merciless as his words.

Swoosh! Splat!

Blood spurted from the severed head.

A futile end for Yulang, who had incapacitated Zhu Hua with one strike and dominated the battlefield, a candidate for the successor of the Southern Beast Palace.

He never even got to use his proud Heavenly Wolf Eye technique.

The battle between the successor candidates of the Heavenly Demon Sect and the Southern Beast Palace.

The result was clear. Xueliang's overwhelming victory seemed to speak volumes about the level of the two groups.

Naturally, Xueliang felt no excitement from this fight. He had only intervened to save Ma Dongphil, who was about to die, and his original purpose was different.

Ma Dongphil staggered over.

"Mas...ter..."

His face suddenly turned pale.

Xueliang didn't look at him.

His eyes were focused on one place, on an old man standing on the hill, looking down at him.

With the same terrifying, demonic eyes that had given Ma Dongphil a chill, now even more vicious and intense.

He glared. At one of his countless enemies.

Rising killing intent, surging demonic energy, and spreading qi waves.

"Zheng Yilong!!"

It was a shout filled with overwhelming anger. Zheng Yilong, standing on the hill, involuntarily flinched.

Xueliang's face, showing his white teeth in a smile, was haunted by the illusion of a demon.

He had closed the gate of the Ghostly Palace again, but the demon that had escaped when he opened it was still fused into his aura.

"I've been waiting a long time, you bastard!"

Boom!

Xueliang's sprint began, faster and more intense than ever before.