Chapter 230 A Terrifying Reputation

Is that so?

Lu Jixing immediately found a snake hole, killed a newly emerged venomous snake, and dug it open to check.

Indeed.

He dug open five snake holes in a row, finding that the entrances all faced the same direction, and then he had no choice but to believe it.

Su Luo smiled, "It seems to be true. In that case, let's head towards Black Wind City."

Three hours later, scattered vegetation began to appear on the ground, and some sparse bushes could also be seen. After walking for another hour, a dark, small mountain appeared before them.

The mountain was not high, only a little over three hundred zhang. It stretched out long on both ends, like a coiled lizard. The mountain was bare, covered entirely in black soil and exposed black rocks.

Taking advantage of the rock cover, everyone finally found a place to simply wash up and change their clothes, thus avoiding their dishevelled appearance.

As evening approached, a black city gate appeared before them.

Black Wind City!

From afar, the black city walls were about two zhang high, the city gates were tightly shut, and guards were present on the battlements. A sentry tower stood five zhang high, with people holding bows and arrows stationed inside, seemingly strictly guarding against anyone approaching.

Hiding behind the black rocks, the group observed with all their might. Shangye Shaoqing exclaimed in surprise, "Such a dilapidated city, yet so heavily guarded. Could there be treasures inside?"

Seeing no one answer, Li Tianjue said, "Black Wind City produces obsidian, and also a rare ink crystal, which are top-grade gemstones required for cultivation. It is said that frequent clashes occur because of this. The city lord is a subordinate of one of the Eight Great Envoys, the Ten Thousand Eyes Heavenly Monarch, but I don't remember his name."

Su Luo smiled, "Senior Brother, you know everything so clearly."

Now, the group was discussing whether they should quietly pass through the city and leave quickly, or annihilate the entire Black Wind City.

"If we hadn't encountered it, it would be one thing. But now that it's right before our eyes, how can we let it go?"

Lu Jixing grinned sinisterly, "Killing one disciple of a demonic sect is equivalent to saving one ordinary person. Let's have them taste my newly refined poison."

Chu Tianshu also agreed, "While we're at it, let's go search the city lord's mansion and get some precious ink crystals. That would be nice."

Su Luo scanned the crowd. Seeing no one opposed to the suggestion, she immediately made the decision, "Alright, it's settled. Since we happened to land in the Serpent Desert, not killing a few demons would be a disservice to this destiny!"

Immediately, she disguised them all, discussing how to proceed after entering the city. They talked about various details with great enthusiasm, showing no sign of facing numerous demonic disciples ready for battle.

They looked more like a pack of wolves entering a sheep pen.

Once everything was in order, including the dragon hound which had its color changed to golden fur, the group swaggered towards Black Wind City.

Before they could get close, they were spotted by the guards at the sentry post.

"Halt! No one is allowed to move, or you will be killed without mercy!"

A cold arrow shot out, and then demonic guards directly flew down from the city walls. It seemed they had good martial skills, at least at the seventh or eighth stage of the Profound Heaven Master realm. Holding long swords and sabers, they quickly surrounded Su Luo and the others.

A leading figure among the demonic cultivators sized them up. Upon seeing three women, he immediately became excited.

"Such beautiful girls, come let Grandpa have a feel!"

He lecherously reached out his hand. Just as he was about to touch Wen Daier, a flash of cold light appeared, and his hand was severed.

"Ah—"

He cried out in pain, blood gushing from the severed stump like a fountain. Seeing this, the others drew their weapons and attacked.

However, after only a moment, the battle was over.

All the demonic guards lay on the ground. Some had their throats slit with a single sword, some had their limbs broken, and some wailed like pigs being slaughtered, their faces beginning to rot, erupting with bloody blisters.

"The corrosive living powder I refined this time worked well!" Lu Jixing said proudly.

"Third Senior Brother, excellent!" Tang Xiaoguo gave him a thumbs-up.

The commotion here alerted the other guards at the city gate. Soon, over twenty more demonic cultivators rushed out. Seeing the gruesome scene before them, their faces changed drastically. They still looked ferocious, but they dared not attack rashly.

A black-faced, bearded man shouted vigilantly, "How dare you cause trouble in Black Wind City! Who are you? State your names!"

Chu Tianshu curled his lips into a smile, "This young master is the Poison Sword Heavenly Monarch!"

Lu Jixing snorted, "This young master is the Absolute Poison Heavenly Venerate!"

Shangye Shaoqing casually fanned himself, "This young master is the Life-Taking Maniac!"

Du Wei clasped his hands behind his back, his face grim and stern, "I am your grandpa! I go by my name, Blood Fiend Yama!"

A group of demonic disciples gasped in disbelief.

What terrifying titles!

No wonder their methods were so ruthless. They thought they were also from demonic sects, but... why had they never heard of these nicknames?

"What Blood Fiend Yama, Life-Taking Heavenly Demon, I've never heard of them!"

A fearless demonic disciple shouted provocatively, glaring fiercely at Shangye Shaoqing and the others, "Don't think you can run rampant in Black Wind City just because your titles are intimidating. You dared to kill our guards, all of you must..."

Before he could finish, a red light flashed from Du Wei's hand, and a blood-colored long vine hooked around the man's neck.

Before the others could react, he was pulled over by the vine. Just as he was about to draw his sword to cut the vine, countless more tendrils split from the branches, wrapping around his entire body and piercing into him.

The man fell to the ground screaming, impaled like a hedgehog, with a fatal wound at his neck. He was dead.

The remaining demonic cultivators cried out in alarm and retreated.

"Does anyone else dare to question this Yama's methods?"

Du Wei snorted coldly and retracted his vines. Seeing his bloodthirsty demeanor, Su Luo and the others forced back their smiles. If they hadn't known he was usually the one to fawn over others, they might have been fooled themselves.

Now, no one dared to doubt them or provoke them any further.

Shangye Shaoqing, with disdain, fanned himself and swaggered towards the city gate first. Lu Jixing, Chu Tianshu, Du Wei, followed by Zhan Li, and the silent Li Tianjue, walked in a single line, looking exactly like a group of arrogant second-generation heirs.

Su Luo held Tang Xiaoguo's hand. Wen Daier giggled uncontrollably. Bai Qi and Fan Tian suppressed their smiles. The golden dog ambled along leisurely. Yet, no one dared to harass them again.

The tightly shut and heavy city gate was shattered by a flick of Shangye Shaoqing's sleeve. The surrounding guards quickly retreated, not daring to make a sound.

This was a case of the wicked being dealt with by the wicked!

Black Wind City appeared much like any other city. People bustled in the streets, most of them holding a demonic pet. Vendors hawked their wares on both sides of the road, but their eyes were shifty and cunning, unlike ordinary people.

Those who could make a living in Black Wind City were all skilled. The demonic sects did not adhere to righteousness or rules; might made right.

The group strolled along, observing their surroundings. Before long, Li Tianjue recognized several demonic cultivators from the bounty list. Naturally, some people noticed these unfamiliar faces. Those who coveted the beauty of Su Luo and the other two women and wanted to take advantage were dealt with mercilessly by Chu Tianshu, Shangye Shaoqing, and the others.

A head rolled to the side of the road, another was split in half at the waist, spilling entrails everywhere.

From then on, no one dared to provoke them.