Chapter 106

Chapter 106: Senior Brother, You Dare to Impersonate the Sword Saint?

Knife Demon Li Kuang could never have imagined that the person who came wasn’t his nephew Qin Fei at all.

He certainly did not expect that the opponent would take the opportunity to shatter his dantian and ruin all of his power.

With his dantian broken, Li Kuang plummeted straight into the blood pool below.

Blood splashed everywhere.

The blood demon, who was standing in the pool with only its upper body showing, was completely stunned by this scene.

Wasn’t it just a performance? Why go so far to make it seem real?

He thought that the masked Xiao Yang was actually Qin Fei, staging a show for the worthless lot of Qingyang Sword Sect.

At this moment, the awakened crowd was completely dumbfounded.

For the blood pill, I might as well put in some real effort!

Thinking this, the blood demon shot up from the pool, unfurling a pair of bat wings from its back and lunging at Xiao Yang.

An even more nauseating stench filled the air.

“Gag…”

Jiang Ting immediately began to vomit.

Yun Qianxue and Ye Qingyao, along with others, also couldn’t hold it in.

Even some of the male disciples, like Han Bin, Fang Ritian, and Chu Haoran, were retching.

The smell from the blood pool was just too terrible.

Xiao Yang felt his stomach churn as well.

He genuinely admired the blood demon for being able to stay in such a place for an extended period; the stench was enough to kill a person!

A wave of rancid wind hit him.

Xiao Yang quickly held his breath.

The blood demon’s sharp claws were already closing in on him in an instant.

With a thought, his sword intent erupted.

A brilliant sword light burst forth from him, arriving first and directly piercing toward the blood demon.

The scorching sword qi surged forth.

“This sword qi…”

Jiang Ting and the others were taken aback; this sword qi was incredibly familiar to them.

Could this masked person be… him?

Was he here to save them?

Jiang Ting’s emotions were mixed.

She realized her little junior brother Qin Fei wasn’t present.

Panic set in.

“Little junior brother… little junior brother…”

Jiang Ting’s voice echoed in the vast underground blood pool.

At that moment, two Ninth Level Spiritual Beasts guarded the entrance of the blood pool.

The powerful spiritual pressure surged, intertwining cold and heat, and everyone felt like they were trapped in an agonizing ice and fire environment.

The pressure from the Ninth Level Spiritual Beasts was overwhelming.

No wonder they could compete with peak Divine Martial Realm warriors.

“This is a Fire Lin Beast, why would it appear here?” Song Qiang exclaimed.

“It really is a Fire Lin Beast…”

Those who had seen the Fire Lin Beast before gasped.

If it hadn’t been for Li Chenyu from the Fuyiao Sword Sect driving the beast away back in the northern mountain spiritual vein of Yuanlong City, they might have been in real danger.

The fact that this Fire Lin Beast appeared here raised suspicions. Did that mysterious Sword Saint from before also come?

Everyone couldn’t help but look at the masked Xiao Yang.

Was this person the Sword Saint?

Impossible.

He looked more like their Senior Brother.

Xiao Yang was currently engaged in an evenly matched battle with the blood demon.

But soon enough, he was forced back by the blood demon.

The blood demon was formidable indeed.

If Xiao Yang didn’t use his true strength, he wouldn’t stand a chance against this guy.

The blood demon roared and lunged at Xiao Yang, cornering him into a dark corner.

“It’s just an act; why risk your life?” Xiao Yang whispered, audible only to the two of them.

“This…”

The blood demon paused in surprise.

He genuinely thought this masked guy was the precious nephew of Knife Demon Li Kuang.

Initially, he planned to deliberately lose to Qin Fei.

Alright!

Though the blood demon disdained the actions of these people, for the sake of that blood pill, he had no choice but to act along.

Besides, he had his blood curse still planted on the opponent; what did he have to fear?

However, he never expected that the person in front of him wasn’t Qin Fei.

So, what he thought was a performance had turned into reality.

The blood demon pretended to be fiercely attacking Xiao Yang while secretly revealing a flaw.

“Bang!”

Without holding back, Xiao Yang delivered a powerful punch to the blood demon.

“You…”

The blood demon never expected the opponent would be serious.

Xiao Yang’s punch was immensely strong, sending the blood demon flying toward the two Ninth Level Spiritual Beasts.

By the time the blood demon realized what had happened, the Ice-Bound Profound Python released a blast of cold air, instantly turning into countless ice blades that sliced through the blood demon’s body.

In an instant, the blood demon was shredded into countless pieces.

He never dreamed he would die.

Before he could comprehend the situation, he was already done for.

“Boom!”

The Fire Lin Beast then opened its mouth and unleashed a fireball, incinerating the blood demon’s remains to ashes.

“…”

Everyone was stunned by this scene.

Such a powerful blood demon just… died?

Everyone felt this was utterly unreal.

But it was a fact occurring right before their eyes.

The two Ninth Level Spiritual Beasts left the blood pool.

Xiao Yang summoned his flying sword to sever the spider silk entangling everyone.

Jiang Ting and the others all fell into the putrid blood pool.

How disgusting!

People scrambled to climb out of the blood pool in terror.

Even Lei Lie was dry heaving.

“Where’s the little junior brother?” Jiang Ting asked anxiously as she worried about Qin Fei.

“Who exactly are you?” Lei Lie glared at the masked Xiao Yang, his face grave.

Everyone focused on Xiao Yang.

That mask—they were all too familiar with it.

Back in the northern mountain spiritual vein of Yuanlong City, the person wearing that mask publicly humiliated their sect leader Jiang Qitian.

To the disciples of Qingyang Sword Sect, it was a matter of shame.

Xiao Yang reached up to remove the mask.

“Senior Brother?”

“Is it really you?”

Song Qiang exclaimed.

“How is that possible…”

Zheng Fan and the others were left dumbfounded.

The Sword Saint who humiliated their sect leader back then was actually their Senior Brother?

Absolutely impossible.

“This mask… Senior Brother, you dared to impersonate the Sword Saint?”

Jiang Ting was both shocked and angered. Though she had suspected it vaguely, she was still stunned when she saw Xiao Yang take off the mask.

“Senior Brother, do you realize the consequences of impersonating the Sword Saint?”

Jiang Ting said sternly.

Everyone else gasped as well.

That was a Sword Saint!

Disrespecting the Sword Saint was a grave offense; Xiao Yang impersonating the Sword Saint was a significant disrespect indeed.

The consequences would be severe.

If a Sword Saint were enraged, the heavens and earth would quake.

Xiao Yang offending that Sword Saint could very well implicate the entire Qingyang Sword Sect.

Even the whole sect might not withstand the wrath of a Sword Saint.

“Sword Saint? So what?” Xiao Yang scoffed.

“What?”

Everyone was taken aback.

Xiao Yang actually dared to disdain the Sword Saint?

This was absolutely insane.

And utterly reckless.

Simply asking for trouble.

“Senior Brother, this will get us all killed!” Zheng Fan said sternly.

The others nodded in agreement.

The Sword Saint was not to be disrespected.

Their sect leader was a classic example.

What of a sect leader? What of the Qingyang Sword, one of the three divine artifacts of the northern region? In front of the Sword Saint, it was but an ant, subject to however brutal a game the Sword Saint wished to play.

Xiao Yang glanced over everyone, sneering inside; the Sword Saint from back then stood right in front of you.

“Rumble…”

At that moment, the entire blood pool suddenly shook.

The blood in the pool swirled violently.

Stones and dust rained down from above the cave.

“Run! It’s about to collapse!” Lei Lie shouted in alarm.

Everyone hurriedly rushed for the exit.

Jiang Ting, too panicked to reprimand Xiao Yang, fled alongside the others.

Survival was the priority!

Just as Xiao Yang was about to leave, a voice suddenly rang out.

“Little friend, please wait a moment; there are still two more here.”

Xiao Yang looked up to see three living humans hanging above the blood pool.

The others still hanging above were dried corpses, completely drained of blood.

He had only been focused on saving the disciples of Qingyang Sword Sect and hadn’t noticed three living souls in the corner.

Two men and one woman—an old man and two young men.

“Xiao Brother, it’s me, your dear little Chu!” the young man dangling above the blood pool called out to Xiao Yang with a grin.

“Hmm?”

Xiao Yang squinted.

“Chu Guiyuan?”

It turned out to be that notorious Chu Guiyuan.