Chapter 618 - 625: Demon?

Song Que’s eyes sharpened. The aura around him suddenly surged, reaching the Peak of Mahayana Stage in the blink of an eye.

And it even seemed on the verge of surpassing it.

BOOM—

The clone blew the heads off the monsters before her with a single punch, sending sprays of blood mist flying everywhere.

Seeing Song Que’s cultivation, she froze, then changed direction in the next instant.

The moment she vanished, a blade slashed down at her anticipated location.

For a split second, it was as if the very air had been cleaved in two.

"You’re actually at Mahayana Peak?"

The clone steadied herself and shouted at Song Que.

Inside the Array, her original body and Liu Xingzhi noticed what was happening, and their expressions changed.

Who could have thought that Song Que had hidden his abilities so deeply, that even his cultivation level was a disguise?

’What else about him is even real?’

The question surfaced in Song Wanning’s mind.

"What’s wrong? Scared?"

Song Que let out a wicked grin, his gaze rakish and untamed as he looked at the clone.

"Too bad. It’s too late now."

With that, he lunged at the clone.

Song Que struck with his palm, but the energy of the Snake Yin Flower still affected him slightly. Despite his quick reaction, he nearly struck himself.

His eyes darkened, and a silent, deathly aura emanated from their depths.

The next moment, an even larger palm, like a great mountain, descended from the sky and slammed down toward the clone.

Instantly, the surrounding mountains and rocks began to shake. Many trees trembled violently, their leaves showering the ground.

Meanwhile, the monsters continued to besiege the clone.

Even with all her skill, facing this situation all at once was incredibly difficult.

She tried to counter with a punch but was sent flying by the palm strike.

Immediately after, another giant palm came crashing down.

The clone gritted her teeth, got back on her feet, and struck back again, only for the surrounding monsters to swarm her once more.

For a moment, she was forced completely onto the defensive.

Inside the Array, the original body was in a much better situation.

Song Wanning fought side-by-side with Liu Xingzhi, and with the help of the little guys, the monsters couldn’t get close to them at all.

Because Song Que was focused on attacking the clone, he couldn’t pay attention to them, which gave them an opening.

It was just that there were too many monsters. They would kill a huge swath with every move, but there was still no end in sight.

Their numbers this time were more staggering than ever before. They also seemed smarter, attacking with a surprising degree of coordination.

Song Wanning glanced at her clone. Under the combined assault of the monsters and Song Que, she was in a wretched state. After just a quarter of an hour, she had already sustained serious injuries.

Her gaze hardened, and she shouted at Song Que, "If you’ve got any guts, fight me one-on-one! What’s the big idea, ganging up on the weak like this?"

"Aren’t you the one who’s always talking so tough?"

She was trying to provoke Song Que. If she could just keep the monsters out of it, the clone could focus on him and wouldn’t be so on the defensive.

But Song Que just sneered, the corner of his mouth twitching. "Don’t take me for one of those idiots. You think I don’t know what you’re capable of?"

’He wasn’t a fool.’

Song Wanning had managed to kill members of the Central Domain’s Huo Family, which meant her combat prowess was nearly on par with Mahayana cultivators.

’I clearly have helpers, so why wouldn’t I use them?’

Hearing this, Song Wanning ground her teeth in anger.

’That Song Que is really something else!’

"I really overestimated you."

She tried to provoke him again, not giving up.

The higher a Cultivator’s cultivation, the more arrogant they tended to be; they wouldn’t take her seriously.

But Song Que was different. When she had returned to the Sect, she hadn’t deliberately hidden her strength, so he knew exactly how powerful she really was.

"Hahaha, I suggest you start thinking about how to die with a little more dignity."

Song Que burst out laughing at her words, feeling indescribably delighted.

But his attacks on the clone didn’t stop; on the contrary, they grew even fiercer.

The two fought intensely in mid-air, while the countless shrieks of dying monsters seemed to form a symphony, echoing one another.

Seeing that Song Que wasn’t falling for her tricks, Song Wanning began to assess her surroundings.

’Right now, the most troublesome problem isn’t the monsters. It’s Song Que.’

’If I can just get rid of Song Que, I can take care of all these monsters!’

So she sent a voice transmission to Liu Xingzhi, "Can you handle this alone?"

Liu Xingzhi swung his long blade. Hearing her question, he didn’t even raise an eyelid, merely giving a soft "Mm" in response.

Hearing his confirmation, Song Wanning instructed the little guys to assist Liu Xingzhi with all their might, while she herself took out her Immortal Hairpin and charged out of the Array.

Her figure flickered rapidly, appearing behind Song Que in an instant. She threw a punch directly at his head.

At the same time, she brought out the Immortal Furnace, using it like a small shield at her side to deftly block incoming attacks.

Because Song Wanning’s appearance was so sudden, Song Que was startled. Just as he was about to move away, that wave of sorrow washed over him again, causing his movements to slow for a split second.

In that brief moment, her fist landed on him, chopping down viciously on his left shoulder.

CRACK—

With the sound of shattering bone, excruciating pain shot through him. Song Que’s expression changed instantly, his face twisting for a moment as he whipped around and threw a punch back at Song Wanning.

This fist contained his endless fury, kicking up a storm of air wherever it passed.

But in the next instant, CLANG—

With a dull thud, the fist smashed against the Immortal Furnace, and the recoil sent him flying back more than a hundred meters before he came to a stop.

At that moment, the clone attacked from the other side. Their Divine Souls were connected, making them the most perfectly coordinated "partners." They didn’t need any words to execute the best response.

Song Que moved his shoulder with a look of fury, and the heart-piercing pain shot through him again.

All the bones in his shoulder were shattered.

With a thought, Song Que commanded more and more monsters to swarm and attack the two of them.

Viewed from a distance, they looked like a swarm of ants, a dense, seamless mass.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, the hair behind him whipping about even more wildly.

"It seems I’ve still underestimated you!"

His devilishly handsome face was now filled with killing intent, and the malice in his heart was completely unleashed.

Streaks of strange markings began to crawl across his face, and then his body...

Song Wanning sensed a familiar aura, and her heart skipped a beat. "You’re a Demon?!!!"

’This Song Que has clearly fallen to demonic corruption!’

’If he hadn’t revealed it himself right now, I would never have sensed it.’

’How on earth did Song Que manage it?’

"Heh heh—"

Song Que let out a low chuckle. "A Demon?"

"No. I am the ruler of this world."

He lifted his head, and the eyes he turned on Song Wanning were now completely covered in gray.

"You humans are the real Demons!"

"You... all of you deserve to die!!!"

The moment his voice fell, a demonic shadow appeared behind Song Que and shot toward Song Wanning’s clone like a meteor.

Meanwhile, Song Que, a sinister smile on his face, pounced on Song Wanning’s original body.

PFFT—

The clone raised her hand to strike the demonic shadow, but with a soft whoosh, it simply turned into air and dissipated before her eyes.

But in the next instant, it reformed into a long blade and stabbed toward the clone’s abdomen.