Chapter 193 - 113: So What if 3 Demons Are Comparable to a ’Qi Cultivation Grandmaster’? Out Here, It’s Power and Backing That Matter

Chapter 193: Chapter 113: So What if 3 Demons Are Comparable to a ’Qi Cultivation Grandmaster’? Out Here, It’s Power and Backing That Matter

But he was out of options.

’Rather than bow my head to the Divine Beings, even for the slimmest of chances, I can only hope that ’dear sworn brother’ of mine can help me out...’

...

「West Street, Ji Residence.」

"So the little brat who desecrated Old Ape’s ancestral grave... he lives in here?"

The cold-faced youth, the Red Python Demon Lord, glanced up at the massive residence and licked his lips.

"Let’s hurry up and slaughter him, then we’ll storm Inner Anning Street."

"Those Central Yellow Sect people said that once their great general becomes a Manifested Saint, we’ll lose our chance."

"Humans eat demons, demons eat humans—it’s all the same. Those Martial Artists have refined their Flesh, Bone, Skin, and Membrane. They’re nice and chewy."

"Why should they be allowed to hunt our kin, while we can’t eat their young?"

"Time is short."

"Let’s hurry and finish this appetizer so we can move on to the main course!"

The Thunder Roaring Leopard Lord rubbed his palms together, his leopard-like face alight with excitement.

Without any attempt to conceal himself, he took a step forward. Demon Qi soared to the heavens as a thunderous roar shattered the darkness and the biting snow:

"The three great demon lords of the Earth Dragon Cave have arrived! Will the master of this house not come forward to present tribute!?"

"Where’s the little brat who desecrated the ancestral grave in White Ape Gorge? Get out here now! Kowtow with every step, or else..."

Startled by the chaos outside, the residents of the Ji Residence had already awoken and gathered. Hearing this, Cai Ling’er’s face went deathly pale, and she began to mutter:

"We’re doomed, we’re doomed! Our comeuppance has arrived..."

But before she could finish.

SWOOSH!

Beneath a starless sky, the moon shrouded by dark clouds, a Celestial Blade flashed, and a ’full moon’ suddenly rose.

Just as the three demon lords were about to smash through the gates of the Ji Residence...

SPLURT!

In the moonlight, the Armless Martial Artist stood upon the eaves. His purple silk robes fluttered as he held a saber in his single arm, watching as blood sprayed thirty feet high from a headless demon...

He took a sip of wine, his expression placid as he spoke:

"Running wild outside is one thing."

"You’re just a handful of Newborn Great Demons. And judging by the quality of your Qi, you’re only at the Fifth or Sixth Grade—still within the Ninth Grade of the Qi Sea."

"And you dare posture before me?"

The Thunder Roaring Leopard Lord, who had been so arrogant at the gates of Anning County...

As Duan Chenzhou finished speaking, a demonic head tumbled to the ground. Its mountain-like body, which had yet to cross the threshold of the Ji Residence, crashed down with a deafening thud.

"A... a Qi Cultivation Grandmaster!?"

"A Qi Cultivation Grandmaster from the Upper Three Grades of the Qi Sea!"

The hair on the bodies of the Red Python Demon Lord and the White Ape Gorge Master stood on end, their eyes filled with utter horror.

They both instinctively turned to look at Yang Daohan. He was still carrying the coffin, but the fierce demeanor he’d had upon arrival was replaced by a silence that made him look like a complete joke.

"Didn’t your Altar Master say there were no Qi Cultivation Grandmasters in this county!?"

"So where in the hell did this one come from!?"

Yang Daohan stared up at the Purple-clothed Martial Artist on the eaves, silhouetted against the full moon. His robes billowed, and within his severed sleeve, a great hand made of Qi Dao had taken shape...

He was completely numb with shock.

’Altar Master Wei Changjiao had suspected that Duan Chenzhou’s combat prowess hadn’t faded.’

’After all, he was a monster who had broken the Three Limits of the physical body, killed a Qi Cultivation Grandmaster, and was even suspected of killing the Ghost Hand Judge. His strength was formidable and not to be underestimated.’

’That was why he’d deliberately tricked these Three Demons into being his pawns, intending for them to kill Duan Chenzhou here. It would be revenge for the time Duan Chenzhou and his master had stormed Chaotic Heaven Lake.’

But he’d killed a Newborn Great Demon in a single exchange!

What kind of power was this!?

And that wasn’t all!

Seeing that ferocious, brutal, and bizarre Crescent Saber, the White Ape Gorge Master let out a deafening screech that made the roof tiles tremble. His pupils turned red, and he was just about to leap...

Inside the Ji Residence.

Watching Duan Chenzhou take action, Ji Wei clenched her fists, her expression tense and her face pale.

But seeing this, Fan Nansong, who had been attending to her for days, was displeased:

"What’s all that screaming for? You’re scaring the young lady!"

’Three Great Demons who’ve only just come into their power... If they had another decade or so to hone their skills and grow accustomed to their own strength, it might be a different story.’

’They just broke through their bottleneck and they already think they’re invincible!?’

"Little Ancestral Master, do not worry. Your brother’s residence is as secure as a fortress. Watch as this humble Daoist displays his power and subjugates these demons!"

With that, Fan Nansong sat down cross-legged. His Divine Soul left his body as Formless Thought spread out. He performed a Visualization Dao Skill: Summoning Thunder. Refining Illusion into Reality, he condensed it from Qi...

A bolt of Purple Thunder, dozens of feet long, tore through the wind and snow, splitting the night as if it were day. It struck the Long-armed Ancient Ape as it leaped, instantly tearing its flesh and splitting its skin!

Seeing this, a flicker of surprise crossed Duan Chenzhou’s eyes:

’A fine Daoist Skill.’

Meanwhile, he was not idle. As the full moon rose once more... the outcome was already decided.

It was Yama’s Call, and they had delivered themselves to his door!

It was no different from suicide!

Watching this scene, seeing the three great demon lords fighting like cornered animals in their death throes...

Yang Daohan first found the situation utterly absurd.

But then he remembered Duan Chenzhou, who had made him bleed from all seven orifices with a single glance. And now there was this Daoist Expert who had appeared out of nowhere...

A shadow fell over Yang Daohan’s heart. He instantly tossed the coffin aside. Seeing that things had gone south, he decided to flee.

Revenge was important, of course.

But if he was dead...

...what damn revenge could he take!?

’Where there’s life, there’s hope...’

However—

Yang Daohan had only just managed to turn around.

When he came face to face with Ji Xiu. Ji Xiu was returning on a deer, his black clothes soaked in Demon Blood. He had just fought his way back from East Street, and a murderous aura rolled off him in waves.

"Oh?"

"What a coincidence. I was just looking for you."

"It’s perfect. A family should be together, after all."

Ji Xiu flashed a grin.

But the meaning behind his words...

...made Yang Daohan’s scalp tingle and sent a chill down his spine.

"I..."

Before he could utter another word, Ji Xiu’s Fist and Foot technique soared, transforming into a Dragon Head that smashed down upon him!

Three breaths later.

The fine coffin was ready for him.

"How thoughtful of him to bring his own coffin."

Gazing at Yang Daohan, whom he had just blasted straight into the coffin, his life extinguished, Ji Xiu let out a long breath. He felt a deep exhaustion in his bones and muscles, and couldn’t help but grimace:

"Using Ye Longxiang’s Head three times in a row..."

"If it weren’t for my Primordial Daoist Talisman allowing me to constantly improve and break through, and my Mercury Blood Silver Marrow producing new Blood Marrow to recover on the move, I would have collapsed long ago."

"HUFF, HUFF..."

[The Tutor has executed ’Ye Longxiang’s Head’. Using the Cloud Crane Hand of the Six Martial Stances to command Dragon Unarmored, you have suppressed an Outer Gang. Martial Stance has greatly increased. Progress advanced by +187!]

[Ye Longxiang’s Head: (470/6000)!]

’Practice a move a thousand times to grasp its essence!’

’But to leap beyond Skin Refining, to use a Secret Martial technique and fight against an Outer Gang expert—that yielded rewards a hundred times greater than simple practice!’

In that moment, Ji Xiu understood a principle more clearly than ever before.

The Martial Dao is forged in battle! It isn’t something you can cultivate behind closed doors!

Training provides the foundation.

Combat provides the root!

’Foundation and roots... they are two parts of the same whole...’

Only then could one forge the Human Immortal Martial Dao. One’s martial fortune would be endless, like the sun at high noon. One could build a raft to cross the sea of bitterness and ascend directly to the boundless Other Shore!

For a moment, Ji Xiu looked past the firelight, the blood, and the chaos, toward Inner Street.

There, amidst the silent night and the swirling snow, the illusory outline of a divine statue flickered in and out of existence.

The statue seemed to have just taken form. Alerted by the commotion, its gaze had fallen upon this very spot.

And once again, a message was transmitted into Ji Xiu’s mind via Divine Sense:

"Brat..."

"Before, when you saw my illusion, you were disrespectful. I did not hold it against you."

"But now that you see my Dharma Body in person..."

"Will you bow, or not!?"

In response, Ji Xiu raised an eyebrow.

But feeling the presence of the figure standing behind him, this time, he felt a surge of confidence.

"Bow to you?"

"Wrong. All wrong."

"In the realm of the Divine Soul, you looked down on me and called me ’brat.’ I didn’t argue with you then."

"But in Anning..."

"You should address me as Boss Ji!"

"This time..."

"It is you who should be bowing to me!"