The Heavenly Eye Main God was currently locked in a fierce battle on the ice glacier with Master Jueyuan, Cao Xianming, and the old Daoist Yuxuan…
“It’s Wan Yunting, quickly, chase him…”
Zhong Yulong and Abbot Renxin, along with Liu Bing and others, saw Wan Yunting and immediately led the remaining experts to pursue him. At the same time, they instructed the elders to escort the younger disciples down the mountain…
For they were no match for the fearless followers of the Heavenly Eye Main God Cult. In just over ten minutes, the ice glacier had become a river of blood, with many bodies lying strewn about…
“Stop them, don’t let them get away…!”
The Priest of the Heavenly Eye Main God Cult, seeing Zhong Yulong and the others going after Wan Yunting, immediately led a group of experts to intercept them…
Wan Yunting, along with Zhou Ruoxi, Chen Qiuyun, and Zhang Xian’er, rapidly moved north across the ice glacier. After crossing a mountain and passing through a valley, they could reach Demon Mountain, which was now known as Lonely Snow Mountain!
Leaving the ice glacier, Wan Yunting and the others entered a forest once again. However, a group of people were hot on their heels – it was Jian Shisan, leading Cui Junda, Li Nanzhu, and other expert followers of the Heavenly Eye Main God Cult, as well as Ye Qianqian and others from the Demonic Cult…
“Wan Yunting, stop right there…!”
Jian Shisan, wielding an eight-sided Han sword forged from meteorite iron, saw Wan Yunting ahead. He leaped, using several nearby trees as springboards, and immediately flew over Wan Yunting’s head, landing steadily in front of them…
“Wan Yunting, let’s see where you can run this time!”
Jian Shisan pointed his long sword at Wan Yunting, a smug and crazed smile plastered across his face.
Wan Yunting, Zhou Ruoxi, and the others halted, and Ye Qianqian and her group behind them also stopped…
“Let me handle this…”
Zhang Xian’er dropped her backpack, drew her Qingping sword, and before Wan Yunting could stop her, she lunged towards Jian Shisan…
“Seeking death.”
Seeing this, Jian Shisan’s eyes widened. He met her charge with his sword, and after a few parries where their Qingping swords clanged against each other, he unleashed a powerful sword energy with a sweeping move…
“Xian’er, be careful!”
Wan Yunting was startled and quickly drew his Gentleman sword, rushing forward. He unleashed a burst of sword energy to meet Jian Shisan’s terrifying sword qi…
Bang!
The sword qi and the sword energy collided, directly shattering a large tree that fell down…
Wan Yunting embraced Zhang Xian’er by the waist, flinging her back. He then personally confronted Jian Shisan, his eyes narrowing as he said, “It’s been a while, your skills have improved significantly!”
“Hahaha…”
Jian Shisan laughed triumphantly and declared, “Wan Yunting, I am now at the Wu Dao Neigang realm!”
Wan Yunting was slightly surprised. His sharp eyes scanned Jian Shisan from top to bottom, discerning the reason for his sudden improvement in skill. He then chuckled, “Improving your skills so rapidly through unorthodox methods will likely ruin your future prospects!”
“Hmph.”
Jian Shisan’s expression changed, and he coldly snorted, “So what? As long as I can kill you and avenge my junior brothers and sisters, it is enough. Kill…!”
As his voice fell, Jian Shisan swung his sword and attacked. Wan Yunting, without further words, met him with his Gentleman sword. The two engaged in a fierce battle, with sword qi and sword energy flying everywhere. The snow in the forest was kicked up, and flying sword qi and sword energy shattered rocks and trees. The scene was incredibly intense…
“Qianqian, should we…”
“What’s the rush?”
Ye Qianqian shot Chang Zitong a glare and crossed her arms, watching Wan Yunting and Jian Shisan’s intense fight with a look of amusement.
Cui Junda and Li Nanzhu, along with over thirty followers, also waited. Since their young master had given no orders, they remained still, wanting to see if Jian Shisan could defeat Wan Yunting…
Clang clang clang…
Their long swords met, sparks flying continuously. It was a duel of sword qi against sword energy, both fighting with full force in an open and aggressive manner…
“Ah, Thirteen Sword Techniques…!”
Jian Shisan roared and unleashed his signature sword technique, instantly manifesting thirteen sword energies that attacked Wan Yunting…
“Flying Dragon in the Sky!”
Wan Yunting also held nothing back, knowing Jian Shisan had enhanced his martial arts to the Neigang realm through unorthodox means, he dared not be careless…
His sword energy transformed into a azure dragon, letting out a roar as it met Jian Shisan’s Thirteen Sword Techniques…
Bang bang bang…
Instantly, several trees around them exploded. The azure dragon sword energy broke through all resistance, shattering Jian Shisan’s Thirteen Sword Techniques…
“Ah…!”
A scream of agony.
“Young Master…”
Cui Junda and the others cried out in alarm, wanting to rush over…
“Attack!”
However, Ye Qianqian gave Chang Wei a look, and they, without hesitation, attacked Cui Junda and Li Nanzhu with deadly intent…
Ah…
In an instant, the unsuspecting thirty-plus followers of the Heavenly Eye Main God Cult, along with Cui Junda and Li Nanzhu, fell victim to Ye Qianqian and Chang Wei’s demonic cult members. They collapsed, groaning, with looks of disbelief and anger directed at Ye Qianqian and the others…
“Ye Qianqian, what are you doing?”
Jian Shisan, who had been injured by Wan Yunting’s sword energy, saw this and turned to her with a ferocious and enraged expression.
“Hehe…”
Ye Qianqian no longer hid her intentions. She led her people towards Wan Yunting and Zhou Ruoxi. Looking at the blood-covered and wounded Jian Shisan, whose right shoulder had been pierced by sword energy, she smirked and said, “What, you still don’t understand what’s going on?”
“You…?”
Jian Shisan’s eyes widened, still bewildered.
“Let me enlighten you.”
Wan Yunting looked at him and said with a cold smile, “In fact, she and I have formed an alliance. She was meant to deliberately lead your Heavenly Eye Main God Cult and the various sects into conflict!”
“Given the animosity between your Main God and the various sects, a great battle was inevitable once they met, allowing me to profit as a fisherman!”
“Of course, given the current situation, the members of the various sects are likely no match for your Main God!”
“But it doesn’t matter. With the Main God held back by the various sects, I can use this time to search for the Demonic Pool of the Demonic Cult. Once I enter the Demonic Pool for training and activate the Demonic Sword, I will no longer fear the Main God!”
“Demonic Sword?”
Upon hearing “Demonic Sword,” Ye Qianqian’s eyes widened in shock. She then turned to look at the cloth-wrapped object in Zhou Ruoxi’s hand. Could this be the legendary Demonic Sword?
As the current leader and the last hope of the Demonic Cult, they certainly knew of a Demonic Sword used by a former leader of their sect!
However, its whereabouts later became unknown, and the people of the Demonic Cult believed that the Demonic Sword had likely been destroyed in that great battle.
But Ye Qianqian never expected that Wan Yunting would possess their Demonic Cult’s Demonic Sword!
“Yes, the Demonic Sword has always been on Longhu Mountain. I obtained it from the Old Heavenly Master when I visited him there.”
Wan Yunting did not hide it from Ye Qianqian and turned to tell her, “However, the Demonic Sword has lost its power. Only by returning to the Demonic Pool can it regain its former might!”
“Let me see…”
Ye Qianqian, disbelieving, stepped forward to snatch the Demonic Sword from Zhou Ruoxi’s hand to examine it.
Zhou Ruoxi took a couple of steps back, but Wan Yunting nodded at her, and she then handed the Demonic Sword to Ye Qianqian…
“Wan Yunting, I’ll kill you…!”
Now fully understanding, Jian Shisan lost his reason and madly attacked Wan Yunting with his sword…
However, he was already injured and no match for Wan Yunting. A single sweep severed Jian Shisan’s throat, blood spraying out. His long sword fell to the ground, and he himself fell to his knees, clutching his severed throat and coughing up blood…
“This sword is for you!”
Wan Yunting’s eyes were fierce as he recalled Lu Xiaodie and Zheng Rong, the unfortunate sisters who were forced to their deaths at the Huashan Sect.
Today, he had finally avenged them.
With a thud, Jian Shisan collapsed onto the snow, lifeless…
“Hey, is this really the Demonic Sword?”
Ye Qianqian and Chang Wei behind them carefully examined the long sword in their hands, which was covered in moss and rust. It looked like a piece of scrap metal.
“Yes, the Old Heavenly Master wouldn’t trick me.”
Wan Yunting walked over, took back the Demonic Sword, and then held it again before slinging it over his shoulder. He faced Ye Qianqian and the others and said, “Let’s go, we’re heading to Demon Mountain now to find your Demonic Cult’s Demonic Pool!”
“Also, don’t bring so many people with you!”
“Why?”
Chang Zitong reacted, his eyes warily fixed on Wan Yunting, suspecting ill intentions.
Wan Yunting looked at him and then at Ye Qianqian, chuckling, “With my strength, killing you all would be a matter of minutes. I am only considering your Demonic Cult’s welfare. If you all die, then your Demonic Cult will truly face extinction!”
Ye Qianqian thought of the Main God of the Heavenly Eye Main God Cult, knowing he would find them. She turned to Chang Wei and his son and said, “You two should go back first. I’ll go with them to find the Demonic Pool…”
“It’s not like that, Qianqian…”
“Alright, listen to me.”
Ye Qianqian’s expression was solemn. She glared at Chang Zitong, then said to Chang Wei, “Uncle Chang, if anything happens to me, you will be the leader of our Demonic Cult. Hurry back.”
Chang Wei sighed and said, “Then be careful, and you must return alive.”
Ye Qianqian nodded. Chang Zitong was still unwilling to leave, but Chang Wei forcefully dragged him away, leaving only Ye Qianqian to accompany Wan Yunting and his group, continuing towards the valley to the north to find Demon Mountain…