The words of the Black Wind Demon King filled Poison Fang’s eyes with fear.
As the fourth general of Black Wind Mountain, he was well aware of the wild boar demon king’s prowess and understood his terror.
“Black Wind Demon King, is it?”
“Now the entire Black Wind Mountain has been cleansed by my Book and Sword Alliance. Any demon unwilling to submit has become food in the pot.”
“I see you possess great power. If you submit to me, I, Qin, will ensure your life is spared and even request the dean to appoint you as the academy’s guardian beast!”
Qin Changsheng spoke slowly, completely ignoring the ugly expression on the Black Wind Demon King’s face, smiling as he asked, “What do you think of my proposal?”
“Seeking death!”
The Black Wind Demon King roared in fury, casually grabbing at the air ahead. A surge of demonic energy formed a massive black hand that lunged toward Qin Changsheng and Lu Zhiqiu!
“You’re called a demon king, and you really think you’re someone important?!”
“Just a demonic beast on the verge of death, daring to act so arrogantly!”
Qin Changsheng snorted coldly, his face turning stern. With a flick of his fingers, he pointed forward, and the bamboo scroll at his feet erupted in boundless light, shooting toward the giant hand. The light converged into a massive sword.
“Boom!!”
The giant hand and the sword collided, unleashing a terrifying energy storm.
But the next moment, the sword shattered, forcibly dispersed!
“Pfft!”
Qin Changsheng spat out a mouthful of blood, his face slightly pale.
“Ignorant child!”
“A mere Foundation Establishment cultivator dares to challenge this king? Die!!”
The Black Wind Demon King’s icy voice rang out as the giant hand swept through the air, about to engulf the two.
“Clang!”
A sword’s cry rang out, accompanied by a blinding flash of white light!
Swoosh!
A white streak appeared in the air.
The streak extended forward, landing on the black hand!
In the blink of an eye, the black hand cracked, and dazzling white light poured from countless fissures.
Boom!
With a muffled explosion, the entire black hand burst apart, turning into strands of black mist that slowly dissipated into the air.
“How is this possible… A Foundation Establishment cultivator like you broke my demonic technique!”
The Black Wind Demon King’s eyes widened, shocked by the red-clad woman’s sword strike.
Qin Changsheng, standing beside Lu Zhiqiu, was equally stunned.
His pupils contracted slightly, a trace of coldness flashing in his eyes, though he quickly regained his composure.
“Senior Sister Lu, you truly live up to being the personal disciple of Bixiao Sect’s leader. To break the demon king’s attack with one strike, I, Qin, am in awe!”
Qin Changsheng spoke with a sigh, his eyes showing a hint of envy.
But his words caused Lu Zhiqiu’s brows to furrow slightly and made the two demons opposite narrow their eyes.
“Woman, no wonder you’re so formidable. So you’re the personal disciple of Bixiao Sect’s leader?”
“Hahaha… excellent!”
“Fang Yunxian, that wench, has humiliated me too much. Since I can’t defeat her, I’ll kill you first. That’ll make Bixiao Sect feel some pain!”
The Black Wind Demon King laughed loudly, about to act, when the white demon beside him spoke, “My king, she’s just a Foundation Establishment cultivator. Why bother? Let me go twist off her head and present it to you!”
“White Demon, stand down!”
“This is a battle for the survival of Black Cloud Mountain, not a sparring match. There’s no room for carelessness, nor need to talk of honor with these human cultivators.”
“We must capture this personal disciple of Bixiao Sect’s leader before that madwoman arrives!”
“I’ll handle them. You go to Black Wind Mountain!”
“Since they’ve cleansed my Black Wind Mountain, I’ll return tooth for tooth, eye for eye. Not a single human cultivator will be spared. Kill them all!”
The Black Wind Demon King snorted coldly, then surged forward with boundless demonic energy toward Lu Zhiqiu, Qin Changsheng, and Poison Fang.
The White Demon also flew straight toward Black Wind Mountain.
From a distant thicket, Mo Fan watched, somewhat surprised.
“Could there be a turning point?”
Mo Fan murmured to himself. He had thought the cultivators occupying Black Wind Mountain included someone as powerful as the demon king, but now, seeing no such formidable figure, he grew suspicious.
“Calligraphy, Binding Word Technique!”
At that moment, a calm voice came from within Black Wind Mountain, followed by the sound of clanking chains being dragged.
The next moment, Mo Fan saw several massive black chains shoot out from Black Wind Mountain’s barrier, heading straight for the White Demon.
“Those… aren’t chains!”
But when Mo Fan looked closely, he realised the massive black chains weren’t real but formed of inky “Bind” characters linked together.
They looked like chains but were merely endless ink connected!
“Roar!!”
The White Demon roared, its fur standing on end, about to flee, but the “Bind” character chains locked onto its body. A tremendous force pulled, and with a scream, the White Demon was dragged into Black Wind Mountain, vanishing into the barrier’s ripples.
“White Demon!!”
The Black Wind Demon King roared, eyes bloodshot. He opened his mouth and sucked fiercely, a demonic wind sweeping toward the red-clad woman, attempting to swallow her.
“Calligraphy, Seal Word Technique!”
At this critical moment, the calm voice from Black Wind Mountain sounded again. Countless inky characters floated out, like a flock of birds or swarming ants, sending shivers down Mo Fan’s spine.
All the characters were “Seal”!
The endless seal characters blotted out the sky, forming a massive inky sphere that enveloped Lu Zhiqiu, Qin Changsheng, and Poison Fang.
No matter how fiercely the Black Wind Demon King sucked, the black sphere remained unmoved.
“Zhu Xianfeng, your era is over. It’s time for you to fall!”
The calm voice spoke again, driving the Black Wind Demon King into a frenzy. His body shook, growing to ten zhang tall. He opened his mouth, and a silver great axe appeared.
Mo Fan noticed the axe, its edge marred with notches, as if chipped by a sharp weapon.
“Your era’s end isn’t for you to decide!”
“You cowardly old thing, I’ll cleave you with one strike!”
The Black Wind Demon King roared, gripping the silver axe with both hands and swinging it toward Black Wind Mountain!
“Insolent!”
The calm voice finally showed a ripple of emotion, no longer serene.
“Calligraphy, Seal Word Technique!!”
With a low roar, more inky “Seal” characters appeared, forming a defensive shield atop Black Wind Mountain.
“Pfft!”
But as the Black Wind Demon King’s axe struck, the shield shattered, ink splattering everywhere.
Just as the axe seemed about to cleave Black Wind Mountain in two, a sword light flashed across the sky!
“Swoosh!”
With a faint sound, the Black Wind Demon King’s body froze, the axe halted midair.
A blood mark appeared on his brow, his demonic energy dissipated, and his furious eyes turned ashen…
Watching the mountain-like figure shrink and plummet at a visible speed, Mo Fan felt a mix of emotions.
A sense of fear and loss welled up in his heart.
He never imagined that the mighty Black Wind Demon King, such a powerful being, would die so abruptly before his eyes.
A figure in white drifted into view, hovering silently above Black Wind Mountain. With a casual gesture, a golden light vanished into their hand.
Then, reaching out again toward the falling Black Wind Demon King, a gleaming golden bead flew from his brow…
