Chen Ping released demonic qi, disguising himself as a demonic cultivator. He led Wu Hao and Ling Yue towards the city gate.
The demonic cultivators at the city gate scrutinized them carefully. Seeing them surrounded by demonic qi, they did not question them further and let them enter the city.
After entering the city, the scene before them was even more miserable than outside. The streets were desolate, with only a few demonic cultivators occasionally strutting past arrogantly. The shops along the road were all closed, some with doors and windows smashed, their contents looted clean.
They proceeded cautiously along the streets and soon arrived in front of a huge palace. This palace was once the city lord’s mansion, but now it was occupied by the people of the Evil Dao Hall.
The palace was heavily guarded outside, with dozens of demonic cultivators holding demonic blades, vigilantly watching the surroundings.
“Those captured cultivators should be held inside.”
Chen Ping said in a low voice, a glint flashing in his eyes.
At that moment, a demonic cultivator walked out from inside the palace. He held a list in his hand and said to the guards at the door, “By order of the Venerable, bring the cultivators captured today to the altar in the rear courtyard, prepare for the sacrifice!”
The guards accepted the order and immediately headed towards the place where the cultivators were imprisoned.
Chen Ping and the other two exchanged glances and quietly followed.
They followed the guards to a dungeon, from which came the cries and curses of the cultivators.
The guards opened the dungeon’s large door, drove all the cultivators inside out, and headed towards the rear courtyard.
Chen Ping and the other two blended in with the guards, carefully observing the surrounding environment.
In the center of the rear courtyard was a huge altar, engraved with eerie runes. The runes flickered with black light, and the air was filled with an evil aura.
Around the altar stood several Evil Dao Hall cultivators, holding artifacts in their hands, chanting incantations, seemingly preparing some ritual.
“Not good, they are about to start the sacrifice!”
Wu Hao exclaimed in a low voice, his eyes full of anxiety.
Chen Ping took a deep breath, gave Ling Yue and Wu Hao a signal with his eyes. The three of them struck simultaneously.
Golden sword qi, purple spiritual energy, and white light instantly assaulted the surrounding Evil Dao Hall cultivators.
The demonic cultivators were caught off guard and were knocked down in droves.
The cultivators around the altar, seeing this, swarmed towards the three, black demonic qi surging like a tide.
“Quick, take the cultivators and leave!”
Chen Ping shouted to the cultivators in the dungeon while resisting the demonic cultivators’ attacks.
The cultivators, seeing this, fled towards outside the city.
A demonic cultivator general, seeing this scene, was furious beyond measure. He held a black long spear and assaulted Chen Ping. “Dare to ruin my plans, seeking death!”
A huge demonic qi was released from the black long spear, blasting towards Chen Ping.
Chen Ping did not dare to be careless and fully erupted the power of his dragon clan bloodline. Golden spiritual energy formed a protective shield around him.
With a “boom” of a tremendous explosion, the demonic qi collided with the spiritual energy, producing a huge shockwave. The surrounding ground collapsed.
Ling Yue and Wu Hao, seeing this, immediately stepped forward to help Chen Ping.
“You take the people and leave, dealing with this little trash, no need for help!”
Chen Ping told Ling Yue and Wu Hao to take those cultivators and leave.
Ling Yue and Wu Hao exchanged glances, then took the cultivators and left.
Now, Chen Ping was at Earth Immortal Realm second grade. Dealing with a demonic general at Earth Immortal Realm ninth grade should be no problem.
“You, a mere Earth Immortal Realm second grade, dare to be so arrogant?”
The demonic general attacked with his long spear.
“Little trash…” Chen Ping’s eyes were full of disdain!
The Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand slashed smoothly. The demonic general only felt a gust of furious wind roaring, his body instantly retreating a hundred zhang, blood flowing from his mouth and nose.
“You…”
The demonic general was extremely shocked, not expecting Chen Ping to be so powerful.
