Chapter 235 - 173: Breaking Evil

Chapter 235: Chapter 173: Breaking Evil

Corpse Transformation twisted mid-teleport, narrowly avoiding being sliced in two by Bai Yimeng’s precisely calculated strike.

But before he could even sigh in relief, Lu Changfeng had already taken aim at him.

His movements were too fast for Sword Intent to land a hit.

But one mustn’t forget that Lu Changfeng also possessed countless sharp and powerful Demon Fiend Bloodlines.

Lu Changfeng unhesitatingly activated the Demon Fiend Bloodline in his vocal cords.

[Ancient Chongming Bird 5% (Activation Boost: 300%), (Demon Fiend Skill: Chongming Bird’s Cry), (Demon Fiend Skill: Breaking Evil Roar), (Demon Fiend Skill: Chongming’s Fury) (Location: Vocal Cords)]

The Ancient Demon Fiend, the Chongming Bird, was the nemesis of all creatures of dark and evil spiritual energy!

A heart-stopping chill suddenly ran down Corpse Transformation’s spine.

His gaze fell upon Lu Changfeng.

A pair of feathered wings had sprouted from Lu Changfeng’s back, and several strange, demonic markings had appeared on his face.

Corpse Transformation stared as if he had just seen his natural predator. The Demon Fiend Bloodline within him surged, screaming at him to get away from this man!

This man could kill him!

This was the first time Corpse Transformation had ever encountered such a situation.

In the past, he had even escaped pursuit from an expert in the Rebirth Realm.

But this time, a mere Bone Refining Realm cultivator was giving him a sense of dread that even that Rebirth Realm expert never had.

"Run!"

Corpse Transformation’s figure flickered, teleporting into the distance.

"SCREEE!!" Lu Changfeng opened his mouth, and a piercing cry erupted from his throat.

The Demon Fiend Skill, Chongming Bird’s Cry, could expose all nearby things of dark and evil nature, preventing them from hiding while also inflicting negative effects.

As the Chongming Bird’s Cry rang out, both Bai Yimeng and Zhao Xingtian frowned. They swayed on their feet and hurriedly used their Inner Strength to block their ears.

It had little effect, however. An intense feeling of agitation still washed over them.

Bai Yimeng fared better, but Zhao Xingtian was clearly in more discomfort. This was because all people possess some dark, negative emotions, and Zhao Xingtian evidently had more than most.

The Chongming Bird’s cry was not an attack that could be avoided by simply plugging one’s ears.

And as the primary target of Lu Changfeng’s attack, Corpse Transformation was blasted right out of his teleportation.

"AHHH!!" Corpse Transformation shrieked, clutching his head. He felt his Demon Fiend Bloodline begin to boil and churn at the sound of the cry, even starting to damage his own flesh.

Bai Yimeng seized the opportunity. Suppressing her own discomfort, she condensed her Sword Intent and slashed down. On the brink of death, Corpse Transformation managed to force another short teleport, but his right arm was still severed by the Sword Energy from Bai Yimeng’s attack.

Dark reddish-black blood splattered everywhere.

The jolt of pain actually restored a sliver of clarity to Corpse Transformation. Just as Lu Changfeng’s Chongming Bird’s Cry skill ended, he endured the agony and teleported away once more.

"Don’t let him get away!" Bai Yimeng yelled.

"Don’t worry."

Lu Changfeng took a shallow breath and opened his mouth to unleash his second Demon Fiend Skill.

The Demon Fiend Skill, Breaking Evil Roar—a single-target attack aimed at an Evil Spirit within range.

The Demon Fiend Power in Lu Changfeng’s throat seethed. A moment later, a visible ripple shot from his mouth, striking Corpse Transformation mid-teleport.

This time, Corpse Transformation didn’t even have a chance to scream before he collapsed to the ground with a THUD.

He was even forced out of his Demon Fiend state.

Lu Changfeng stepped forward and grabbed Corpse Transformation’s body. Already severely wounded, Corpse Transformation had been pushed to the brink of death by the blow specifically targeting Evil Spirits.

"I’ll take care of this one."

Before Bai Yimeng or Zhao Xingtian could respond, Lu Changfeng tossed Corpse Transformation directly into his own stomach.

Of course, a spatial ripple appeared in front of his abdomen, and Corpse Transformation was thrown into the Ba Snake Space. ℯ𝐥.𝒄ℴ𝓶

Lu Changfeng whispered, "Keep him in a state between life and death. Don’t damage the Demon Fiend Bloodline inside his body."

’This fellow’s bloodline seems to have some unique qualities. I should see if I can copy it.’

The Purple Lotus Demon’s voice echoed in Lu Changfeng’s mind. "Understood."

"Your methods have certainly grown more varied since you joined the Saint Demon Sect," Zhao Xingtian said, looking at Lu Changfeng with a complicated expression.

Lu Changfeng gave a faint smile. "It is all thanks to the Saint Master’s guidance."

’It was always best to attribute everything to the mysterious and unfathomable Saint Master.’

"Hm? Oh no, there’s trouble over there."

Lu Changfeng vanished in a flicker. Zhao Xingtian and Bai Yimeng exchanged a look, then leaped to follow.

Lu Changfeng had, of course, sensed the disturbance through his clone, Lu Jun.

Meanwhile, Wei Hex, the clone Lu Jun, and Nie Yu were escorting the Long Family Siblings away from the area.

Unexpectedly, just as they left the battlefield, they were surrounded by a group of Blue-clothed Guards.

Fortunately, Lu Changfeng’s group had ended their fight quickly.

Lu Changfeng sent the Blue-clothed Guards surrounding Wei Hex’s group of five flying with a series of kicks, creating an opening before leaping into their midst.

His gaze locked directly onto the leader of the Blue-clothed Guards.

Lu Changfeng paid no mind to the surrounding guards. Only their leader, the Commander of the Blue-clothed Guard, warranted his full attention.

[Name: ??? (Commander of the Blue-clothed Guard)]

[Root Bone: Middle A Class] 𝖋𝙧ⅇ

[Talent: High-Grade Talent [Spear Saint]]

[Bloodline Talent: Ancient Thunderbird Man]

Ancient Thunderbird Man. This Demon Fiend Bloodline felt familiar to Lu Changfeng.

The Commander of the Blue-clothed Guard spoke first. "Lu Changfeng of the Saint Demon Sect? You killed Baili Xiong, and you still dare show your face before me?"

’That’s right! Baili Xiong!’ A flash of insight struck Lu Changfeng, and the memory connected like a jolt of electricity.

’Now that he mentioned it, this commander did bear some resemblance to Baili Xiong. He was also a burly man, though with a more refined air.’

Just then, Bai Yimeng and Zhao Xingtian landed in the middle of the clearing.