Chapter 268

Volume 1 Chapter 268: Xiao Yang, We’re Going to Settle This Once and For All!

Xiao Yang meant business when he said he would kill—he was really going to kill.

The targets of his wrath? Those old folks from the Demon Sect.

It seemed the Demon Sect was making some big moves this time.

Xiao Yang had learned of their plans from Mo Hongyue.

They wanted to take advantage of the Qingyang Sword Sect’s ceremony to crown their Holy Son to launch an attack.

Honestly, the Demon Sect was getting way too reckless.

They actually thought they could erase the Qingyang Sword Sect just like they wiped out the Qingyun Sect hundreds of years ago.

But the Qingyang Sword Sect was far from being the Qingyun Sect of the past.

No one expected Jiang Qitian to hold a sword ceremony when crowning Qin Fei as the Holy Son of Qingyang Sword Sect, moving the Sword Platform from the Qingyang Secret Realm into view.

With the Qingyang Sword stuck firmly in that platform, who dared to strike?

Once Jiang Qitian laid a hand on the Qingyang Sword, even a Martial Saint would have to think twice before challenging him.

The Demon Sect had no choice but to abandon their plans.

Those old-timers from the Demon Sect retreated without a fight.

They temporarily settled down in Fulong Valley.

As dawn approached, they had to go back into hiding.

When Mo Hongyue led Xiao Yang to the entrance of Fulong Valley, those guys were having a blast inside.

The big shots of the Demon Sect had grabbed a bunch of women from Fulong City to entertain themselves.

These demon-worshipping monsters were evil through and through.

They deserved every bit of punishment coming their way.

Without hesitation, Xiao Yang donned his mask and instructed Mo Hongyue to guard the valley entrance before striding into the depths of the valley.

“Who goes there?”

Xiao Yang’s thoughts sparked.

The next moment, one man’s head flew clean off.

“What the—?”

A stunned shout erupted as another head swiftly followed suit, flying through the air.

Xiao Yang had instantaneously taken out two Demon Sect scouts.

However, the second one managed to sound the alarm.

Soon, several figures rushed out from the valley.

“How dare you kill my sect’s disciple? You’re dead meat!”

A middle-aged man in black bellowed, launching a fierce punch at the masked Xiao Yang.

The surrounding spiritual energy surged violently towards the black-clad man’s fist.

A massive black fist materialized in mid-air, crashing toward Xiao Yang like a small mountain.

“Sky Demon Fist?”

Xiao Yang narrowed his eyes; this guy wasn’t weak. His punch had triggered the surrounding spiritual energy, amplifying its power.

Xiao Yang countered with a punch of his own.

“Bang!”

“Crack!”

The sound of bones shattering rang out.

In an instant, the middle-aged man’s fist exploded into a mist of blood.

Then his whole arm blasted apart, the bones reduced to splinters.

Finally, the upper half of his body disintegrated, flying back to crash into the approaching reinforcements.

“What the…?”

The incoming Demon Sect experts were utterly stunned.

This masked guy was far too strong.

Who the heck was he?

How did he know they were here?

Could there be a traitor among them?

At that moment, shadows flickered.

Three figures quickly surrounded Xiao Yang.

“Who are you?”

One bald elder fixed a cold stare on him.

Xiao Yang surveyed the trio.

The other two were a tall, skinny man with a black beard and a muscular giant.

These two were clearly powerful members of the Demon Sect.

Meanwhile, cries of agony and raucous laughter echoed from within the valley.

“You all truly deserve to die!” Xiao Yang said coldly.

“Ha! You’re the one who’s going to die! Don’t think just because you killed that punk Minghai, you’re all that. We, the Three Demons of the North Sea, aren’t to be trifled with either.”

The bald elder grinned wickedly.

“Indeed. It’s been far too long since I’ve feasted on the heart of a Divine Martial Realm warrior. I’m going to dig yours out and drink your blood!”

The muscular man licked his lips, his eyes gleaming with madness as they fixed on Xiao Yang.

“Boss, let’s stop talking and just kill him already!” the black-bearded guy said, flipping his hand to reveal a feather duster.

With a flick, countless threads shot toward Xiao Yang.

Xiao Yang smirked, raising his sword finger and pointing directly.

A razor-sharp sword light burst from his fingertip, slicing through the approaching threads with ease.

The sword light surged like a tidal wave, piercing through the black-bearded man’s forehead.

He stared wide-eyed in terror before collapsing.

Even having achieved a demonic variant of spiritual essence wasn’t enough to save him from Xiao Yang’s sword.

“Second bro…”

“Second brother…”

Seeing this, the bald elder and the muscular man had their eyes nearly pop out of their heads.

“Kill!”

The bald elder roared, summoning a demonic figure that unleashed a terrifying aura, stirring up dust and debris all around.

His hand shot toward Xiao Yang.

“Boom!”

The space before the bald elder trembled violently.

A massive palm shadow descended upon Xiao Yang.

“What a fool!”

Xiao Yang casually pointed again.

The sword light pierced through the descending palm shadow and directly through the bald elder’s right hand.

The elder stumbled back, screaming in pain.

“Flee!”

Realizing he was up against a powerhouse, the bald elder turned to run.

But it was too late.

Xiao Yang struck again.

A sword light shot through the bald elder’s head, bursting his spiritual essence and sending him crashing to the ground, twitching before going still.

The third of the North Sea Three Demons was now a chicken with its head cut off.

The remaining demon warriors were terrified.

This masked guy was way too strong, obliterating their leader and second in command with a flick of his wrist.

The third, scared out of his wits, tried to bolt.

Yet, his feet felt like they were weighed down with lead, frozen in place.

“Spare me…”

As Xiao Yang turned to him, the demon fell to his knees, begging for mercy.

Xiao Yang strode deeper into the valley.

Just as the last of the North Sea Three Demons breathed a sigh of relief, a flash of sword light sliced him in two.

Just like that, the North Sea Three Demons and the formidable demonic rank members were wiped out—nine powerful figures eliminated by Xiao Yang with ease.

Mo Hongyue, witnessing the scene, broke into a cold sweat.

She knew Xiao Yang was strong, but the North Sea Three Demons were no pushovers.

These were notorious figures across the North Sea, who usually made quick work of any would-be attackers, leaving them in a pile of bones or escaping easily.

Now, they were defeated without a shred of resistance.

Xiao Yang marched into the heart of the valley, where he found a clearing ablaze with a campfire.

The demon minions were ruthlessly torturing the captured women.

“…”

Once Xiao Yang made his entrance, the remaining demon warriors were stunned into silence.

“What happened to the North Sea Three Demons?”

“How could someone get in?”

“Those three were utterly useless!”

The demon henchmen stood up, a red-haired elder sneering at Xiao Yang, “Who goes there?”

Without saying a word, Xiao Yang unleashed a silent, deadly sword light aimed straight at the red-haired elder.

Before he could even comprehend what was happening, a blade of light pierced through his forehead, sending him to the afterlife.

“Elder Chi Long…”

The other demon warriors gasped in shock.

That was Elder Chi Long, a senior member of the Demon Sect.

The intruder had spoken not a word and yet killed him without hesitation.

Clearly, this person was out for blood.

The remaining demons drew their weapons and charged at Xiao Yang.

One jumped high, swinging an axe down toward him.

The demonic axe sliced through the air with a sharp whistle.

Xiao Yang chuckled lightly, flicking his finger against the axe blade.

The weapon shattered into a shower of splinters, piercing the demon warrior’s body.

Blood burst forth like a fountain as he collapsed to the ground.

Another demon fell victim to Xiao Yang’s wrath.

The remaining warriors were utterly stunned.

Elder Chi Long held a position just below the sect master; he was highly esteemed and wielded considerable power, almost ready to break into the half-step Holy Demon Realm.

Even the axe-wielding demonic warrior was a powerful figure!

And yet they both fell at the hands of this man.

The surrounding minions felt their courage drain away.

Four demons simultaneously activated their escape methods, prepared to flee.

“Futian Sword, arise!”

Xiao Yang hesitated not for a moment, wielding the Futian Sword Technique.

In an instant, a horrifying aura enveloped the entire space.

The next moment, countless sword energies appeared out of nowhere, slicing through the four fleeing demons like butter.

Desperate, the four demons tried to unleash every magical trick in their arsenal to counter the sword energies.

But Xiao Yang’s sword strikes were invincible.

In just a flash, the four demons were reduced to a bloody mess.

From the North Sea Three Demons to Elder Chi Long, the Axe Demon King, and these four foe warriors, nine powerful figures of the Demon Sect had been eliminated by Xiao Yang with utter ease.

This was an irreplaceable, devastating blow to the Demon Sect.

Those were nine strong practitioners!

If Qin Fei found out that Xiao Yang had slain the warriors he had summoned, he would probably spit blood in rage.

With their plans falling apart, annihilating the Qingyang Sword Sect was no longer feasible.

They had anticipated retreating to regroup and bide their time for the next opportunity.

But little did they know, they wouldn’t have another shot.

Xiao Yang walked past the women taken by the demons without a glance.

He left the valley calmly.

“Handle those women and send them back to Fulong City,” he instructed Mo Hongyue stationed at the entrance.

“Yes… Master!” Mo Hongyue nodded obediently.

…

Before long, Qin Fei received the news about the nine demon practitioners who had perished in Fulong Valley.

He spewed a mouthful of blood in fury, sending it flying three meters.

“Xiao Yang, I will not rest until we settle this!” Qin Fei roared.