Chapter 102 - 100: Demon Heaven Tribulation! Thunder Tribulation!

Chapter 102: Chapter 100: Demon Heaven Tribulation! Thunder Tribulation!

Four majestic steeds pulled a resplendent carriage straight into the blood-scented manor.

Yun Shouxuan abruptly looked toward the carriage.

"Long Zaitian?!"

Inside the carriage, the handsome and imposing middle-aged man didn’t even lift his eyelids. Appearing to sit in quiet meditation, he spoke slowly.

"Since we parted at Qiushui Cliff, Sect Leader Yun, it must have been ten years since we last met."

He did not step out of the carriage.

Even Tian Jingshui and the disciples and Grandmasters of the Fire Worship Path—one of the Six Demonic Paths—waiting in the courtyard had rarely laid eyes on this Demon Saint, who was as elusive as a Divine Dragon in the Demon Martial Arts world.

The name Long Zaitian had always been a taboo subject in the Demon Martial Arts world, a name people dared not utter.

He had roamed the world unhindered for over thirty years. At one point, he was revered by everyone in the Demon Sect within the Demon Path. Furthermore, his Martial Arts Cultivation had already reached the level of the few supreme experts in the world.

He had even cultivated Demon Heaven Tribulation—a mysterious Martial Art capable of rivaling the Celestial Demon Strategy for the title of the supreme Demon Scripture—to the rare 8th Layer. It was rumored that he could master the mysterious Power of Celestial Phenomenon.

With his current strength, almost no one in the world could suppress him, save for a scant two or three individuals.

Therefore, as he spoke from within the carriage, seemingly reminiscing about their parting with Yun Shouxuan, an invisible, crushing force pressed down on the chests of everyone in the manor. Even some of the Grandmasters of the Fire Worship Path felt an immediate tightness in their chests, staring at the carriage in extreme awe.

Under this immense, invisible pressure, Yun Shouxuan’s red dress fluttered as if caught in a gale, snapping like a banner in the courtyard. She only replied with a cold, piercing voice, "If it hadn’t been for you back then, how could my senior sister have met such a tragic end... How dare you even mention Qiushui Cliff?"

Hearing this, the wickedly handsome and imposing man in the carriage slowly opened his eyes. His gaze was as profound as a Gemstone, and something deep within them seemed to be stirred as he said, "What happened between Junior Sister Pi and me is not something you can criticize at will."

Not far from Yun Shouxuan, Tian Jingshui—the Sect Leader of the Fire Worship Path, one of the Six Demonic Paths—listened to the brief exchange between the leaders of the two great Demon Sects. Thoughts churned in his mind... ℯℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

He guessed that the person they were discussing was Pi Qingqing, one of the two peerless heirs of the Celestial Demon Sect from back in the day, who must have shared a history with Sect Leader Long Zaitian.

Yun Shouxuan said indifferently to Long Zaitian, "Long Zaitian, I swore back then that I would make you pay for my senior sister’s life. Since we have run into each other today, let’s settle this once and for all. I am quite curious to see just how powerful the 8th Layer of the Demon Heaven Tribulation truly is."

Sitting in the carriage, Long Zaitian closed his eyes again. "Originally, when my subordinates told me they had captured Mo Ziming, who had vanished from the Jianghu for over ten years, and interrogated him to find out that you had opened the Asura Treasure Box, obtaining the final two volumes of the Celestial Demon Strategy and the Preaching Demon Gall, I didn’t quite believe it.

"But seeing your confident posture now, it seems to be entirely true."

A sharp glint flashed through Yun Shouxuan’s eyes. "Mo Ziming actually fell into your hands?"

Standing to the side, the Sect Leader of the Fire Worship Path laughed with his hands clasped behind his back.

"Is there even a need to ask? Sect Leader Yun, you have been searching the world for Heaven’s Artisan Mo Ziming for the past ten years. Even if you tried to keep it hidden, secrets always find a way out. Naturally, we couldn’t help but pay close attention to Mo Ziming over the years. Who would have thought that just a few days ago, he would be spotted at the Canglang River ferry crossing?

"Since he is the man you’ve been hunting for over a decade, we obviously had to track him down and ask what exactly was going on.

"Only after catching and questioning him did we realize that not only does Sect Leader Yun hold the Sacred Object, the Preaching Demon Gall, but your son, who has now inherited Dao Yi Mountain, has the Demon Sect’s Holy Blood flowing through his veins..."

He sighed with emotion as he continued speaking.

"Every single person in our Demon Sect considers retrieving the Preaching Demon Gall to be their duty. This Sacred Object provides immense benefits to the Cultivation Technique of any of the Six Demonic Paths. Add to that the symbolic significance of the Holy Blood to our Demon Sect—which is equivalent to the direct lineage of the Imperial Dynasty—and just imagine! How could we remain indifferent after suddenly learning of these two massive pieces of news? We felt we simply had to come and have a chat with you.

"Fortunately, Sect Leader Yun didn’t disappoint. You indeed took this route, saving us from waiting too long."

The atmosphere in the manor gradually grew heavy.

Up in the sky, storm clouds began to gather and roll in, threatening rain.

Yun Shouxuan cast a sidelong glance at Long Zaitian’s carriage, then looked at Tian Jingshui and the Fire Worship Path Grandmasters positioned on the eaves in all four directions. "So you came for the Preaching Demon Gall."

Her expression was calm as she said, "However, do you really think the likes of you can claim the Demon Gallbladder?"

As soon as those words fell, the figure in red vanished from her spot amidst the bloodied corpses. A scarlet arc flashed across the sky, and instantly, a Grandmaster on one of the roofs lost his life.

Just as Yun Shouxuan tore open a corner of this siege formation, Tian Jingshui’s faint chuckle rang out behind her.

"Sect Leader Yun, you only need to hand over the Preaching Demon Gall to Sect Leader Long, and we will let you leave."

Accompanied by his words—

WHOOSH!

The scent of saltpeter seemingly appeared out of nowhere in the air behind Yun Shouxuan, and then the very air spontaneously combusted!

Flames ignited in the open sky!

Amidst the massive flames, a terrifying and distinct True Qi Palm Seal, trailing thick black smoke, blasted toward Yun Shouxuan’s back with dreadful force!

The one who attacked was none other than Tian Jingshui.

This Sect Leader of the Fire Worship Path, one of the Six Demonic Paths, instantly unleashed the path’s Supreme Martial Arts: the Burning Flame Demon Technique and the Fire Qi Hand Seal!