“How is this possible?”
The Master God’s eyes widened in shock, unable to believe that his inner energy was being absorbed by Wan Yunting continuously. Reacting instantly, he unleashed his ultimate move against Wan Yunting…
Boom!
The collision of their inner energies erupted into an explosive shockwave, sending both Wan Yunting and the Master God reeling back…
Swish!
As Wan Yunting gestured with his hand, the demonic sword in the demonic pool instantly flew back into his grasp. He then channeled his energy to suspend the sword before him, its tip pointed at the Master God ahead. Before the Master God could react, Wan Yunting’s eyes glinted fiercely, and he coldly stated, “It ends now!”
The demonic sword shot out like a red lightning bolt, giving the Master God no chance to resist. It pierced through his chest, drawing a splash of blood, and embedded itself into an ice rock behind him…
Puff!
This all happened in an instant.
The Master God spat out a mouthful of blood. Realizing what had happened, he stared wide-eyed at the wound in his chest, through which the demonic sword had pierced, as blood continuously flowed out, soaking his black robe. In the frigid air, the blood instantly froze on his dark garment…
He staggered, his legs faltering, disbelief etched on his face. But as his inner energy gradually drained away and he grew weaker, the Master God finally came to his senses. He looked up, his eyes fixed on Wan Yunting, a complex mixture of emotions, filled with unwillingness, surfacing in his gaze…
Wan Yunting’s expression was cold. As he controlled the demonic sword, it flew back, and with a swish, it flashed across the Master God’s neck. The sword returned to his hand…
The next second, to the stunned amazement of Zhou Ruoxi, Jin Yu Shitai, Xian Yun, Xu Gu Zi, and others, the Master God’s head was severed from his neck and rolled onto the snow. His eyes gradually lost their focus, and his lips trembled, seemingly expressing his defiance…
Thump!
A moment later, the Master God’s headless body finally crashed to the ground…
This powerful figure, who had once dominated the martial world of the last century, had met a tragic end.
Pfft…!
The next second, Wan Yunting’s expression changed, and he could no longer hold it back, spitting out a mouthful of blood…
“Yunting…”
Seeing this, Zhou Ruoxi, Chen Qiuyun, and Jin Yu Shitai, enduring their own injuries, stumbled forward and collapsed onto their knees beside Wan Yunting, their faces filled with panic and fear…
It was only then that Xian Yun, Xu Gu Zi, and the others reacted. Witnessing Wan Yunting’s defeat of the Master God, they couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.
“Master…”
Xu Yuxin cried out, her master, Zhong Yulong, having lost all signs of life in her arms. Xian Yun and Xu Gu Zi, along with others, were overcome with grief…
Master Wu Chi of the Shaolin Temple had also breathed his last…
“Yunting, how are you?”
Zhou Ruoxi looked at the man with immense worry. Wan Yunting, after stabilizing the surging blood and qi within his body, gradually recovered and turned to look at Zhou Ruoxi, Chen Qiuyun, and Jin Yu Shitai. He managed a weak smile and asked, “I’m fine, are you all alright?”
“It’s good that you’re alright…”
Chen Qiuyun let out a sigh of relief upon hearing this, and Jin Yu Shitai was also reassured.
Zhou Ruoxi directly threw herself into his embrace, holding him tightly, overcome with lingering fear…
After a brief period of recovery, Wan Yunting, along with Zhou Ruoxi, Chen Qiuyun, Jin Yu Shitai, and the unconscious Zhang Xian’er, returned to the former site of the Demonic Cult. They found Hong Ti La’s massive body lying in the square of the collapsed main hall, and they also saw Liu Xiaohei, now in human form, sitting cross-legged nearby, cultivating to heal her wounds…
“Human slave!”
Hearing the commotion, Liu Xiaohei opened her eyes. Her large green eyes scanned Wan Yunting as he approached, and she couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise, “You killed that guy?”
“Mm.”
Wan Yunting looked at her and smiled, “Otherwise, would we be back?”
Liu Xiaohei, standing up, felt a sense of relief upon hearing that he had killed the Master God. Her green eyes appraised Wan Yunting up and down as she said, “You truly have amazing fortune, to actually obtain the power of the dragon’s true blood from the mountaintop!”
“Dragon’s blood?”
These words piqued the curiosity of Wan Yunting and Zhou Ruoxi and the others…
“Otherwise, do you really think it was a blood pool left by a fallen true dragon?”
Liu Xiaohei casually sat down on Hong Ti La’s massive body. Wan Yunting, Zhou Ruoxi, and Chen Qiuyun also sat down cross-legged, intending to cultivate and heal their injuries here temporarily before venturing out…
Meanwhile, Xian Yun, Xu Yuxin, Yang Xuan, and Xu Gu Zi, along with Zhong Yulong’s body, and a few disciples from the Shaolin Temple carrying Master Kong Wu’s body, descended. The group looked dispirited and stood to the side…
“Legend has it that the blood pool was formed from the blood of a true dragon that perished here…”
Liu Xiaohei explained, “Actually, it was the blood of a Flood Dragon that had cultivated for a thousand years, which condensed into a blood pool after it failed its tribulation. However, even so, that Flood Dragon was a great demon closest to becoming a true dragon, so its blood naturally contained immense demonic power.”
“So you’re really lucky, kid, to have activated the blood pool and gained its demonic power.”
Wan Yunting and Zhou Ruoxi and the others nodded as they listened, sighing, “No wonder that power felt so familiar, it was demonic power!”
Liu Xiaohei’s green eyes fixed on Wan Yunting, and she smirked, saying, “Human slave, why don’t you give me this demonic power, so I can also undergo tribulation and transform into a true Flood Dragon?”
Wan Yunting immediately rolled his eyes at her and said, “The blood pool is still here, why don’t you go up and take it yourself.”
Liu Xiaohei rolled her eyes again, saying, “Do you really think that demonic power can be taken so easily? Otherwise, why would I, your grandma, say you have fortune and received recognition from that Flood Dragon to gain its demonic power.”
“But you also have to thank your grandma. If you hadn’t absorbed so much of my vital blood back then, you wouldn’t have had demonic energy on you, and wouldn’t have been able to obtain the blood pool’s demonic power.”
This statement enlightened Wan Yunting, as he had always been puzzled as to how he had gained the blood pool’s demonic power. He had initially thought it was due to the demonic sword, but Liu Xiaohei’s explanation seemed more logical.
“Alright, thank you. How about you come out with me, and I’ll treat you to a good meal?” Wan Yunting said with a smile.
“Hmph.”
Liu Xiaohei was indifferent and waved her hand, saying, “Your grandma needs to go into seclusion and cultivate here. I’m not going out with you. You guys should hurry and get lost too.”
Wan Yunting exchanged glances with Zhou Ruoxi and the others and said with a smile, “We’ll leave once our injuries have healed a bit.”
Zhou Ruoxi, Chen Qiuyun, and Jin Yu Shitai were all severely injured, so Wan Yunting planned to help them heal before they departed together…
Now that the Master God was dead, all threats had naturally vanished, and the great stone that had been weighing on Wan Yunting’s heart was finally lifted.
“What about you guys?”
Wan Yunting then turned his attention to Xian Yun and the others, who were sitting not far away, their faces dejected. Xu Gu Zi recovered and quickly said, “Pavilion Master Wan, please rest assured, we will leave now.”
Xian Yun, regaining his senses, had his junior disciples carry their master’s body. They all looked at Wan Yunting with complex expressions, and finally, without saying a word, they turned and left…
Now, all the major sects, except for Dragon Tiger Mountain, had suffered heavy losses. And by killing the Master God, Wan Yunting’s martial arts realm had become even more unfathomable, making him the foremost expert in the current martial world. Given the current strength of the major sects, they would naturally not dare to challenge Wan Yunting again in the future.
“Huh, she’s actually a Tiger Demon!”
Suddenly, Liu Xiaohei noticed familiar demonic energy emanating from Zhang Xian’er and exclaimed in surprise.
At this moment, Zhang Xian’er slowly woke up. Wan Yunting and Zhou Ruoxi also looked at her. Zhang Xian’er’s eyes had changed, no longer possessing the innocence and liveliness they once did, but rather a deep and contemplative expression.
“Are you alright?”
Seeing Zhang Xian’er sitting there in a daze for two minutes, Wan Yunting tentatively asked. Zhang Xian’er then turned to look at him and slowly said, “I remember…!”
These words sparked curiosity in Zhou Ruoxi, Chen Qiuyun, and Jin Yu Shitai. Zhang Xian’er slowly stood up and walked directly outside…
“Where are you going?”
Wan Yunting quickly asked.
“Back to Dragon Tiger Mountain!”
Zhang Xian’er left without looking back. With the seal within her body released, she had recalled much of her past life’s memories and naturally intended to return to Dragon Tiger Mountain…
“Yunting, what’s going on with her?”
Seeing Zhang Xian’er leave, Zhou Ruoxi couldn’t help but ask curiously. Wan Yunting then recounted what the Old Heavenly Master at Dragon Tiger Mountain had said about Zhang Xian’er’s background, and Zhou Ruoxi and the others learned of her past…
“Let’s not talk about it for now, I’ll help you heal your injuries…”
Seeing how badly Zhou Ruoxi, Chen Qiuyun, and Jin Yu Shitai were injured, Wan Yunting had them sit in a circle, hold hands, and then began channeling his energy to help them recover…
Liu Xiaohei, seeing this, paid them no mind. She woke up Hong Ti La, who was also injured, and they returned to their cave in the demonic mountain to recuperate and cultivate…
After an unknown amount of time, outside the Demonic Mountain, Heavenly Masters Zhao Yi Wu and Lu Xiu from Dragon Tiger Mountain received word from Xian Yun and Xu Gu Zi and the others.
“It’s Senior Aunt Xian’er!”
Suddenly, seeing Zhang Xian’er emerging alone, Zhao Yi Wu and Lu Xiu were surprised. They quickly went forward to greet her but also noticed that Zhang Xian’er seemed somewhat different and couldn’t help but ask in surprise, “Senior Aunt Xian’er, are you alright?”
Zhang Xian’er’s expression was calm, her eyes deep and restrained. She shook her head slightly and said, “Let’s return to Dragon Tiger Mountain.”
Zhao Yi Wu and Lu Xiu were surprised and couldn’t help but ask, “Aren’t you waiting for Chairman Wan and the others?”
Zhang Xian’er walked forward without looking back and said, “No need.”
Zhao Yi Wu and Lu Xiu exchanged glances and then called out to their disciples. They also had Xian Yun, Xu Gu Zi, and Master Wu Chi follow Zhang Xian’er as they left the Demonic Mountain and headed towards Gong Ge Er Peak.