Chapter 305

Chapter 305: Northern Demon Clan, Bai Li Yao Sheng!

The demon clan remains hidden in the mountains, shunning the world.

Especially those powerful big demons, they wouldn’t casually step into the human realm.

However, now a transformed great demon has suddenly appeared at the peak of Qingyun Mountain, in front of the Qingyun Great Hall.

This great demon demands that the Qingyun Sect hand over Long Chen.

Faced with this transformed great demon, Ling Xian’er couldn’t help but feel tense.

This great demon is not something akin to the small demons she encountered while wandering in the Northern Region.

“Hand over Long Chen!”

The newcomer, in white robes and long flowing hair, with a veil covering her face, had eyes that shimmered with a faint blue light.

“Do you know where this is?”

Ling Xian’er warily watched the woman before her.

“So it is here!”

The woman in white suddenly leaped into the air, directly dashing towards the Back Mountain.

“What?”

Ling Xian’er hurriedly gave chase.

At the Back Mountain, beneath a waterfall, beside a pool, two figures sat on a large rock.

At this moment, a figure descended from the sky and landed on another large rock beside them.

A faint, somewhat unique fragrance wafted in the air.

Xiao Yang opened his eyes.

“Which of you is Long Chen?”

The woman in white spoke softly.

Her voice seemed to carry an inexplicable allure.

Xiao Yang felt a bit dazed, his eyelids growing heavy, as if he might doze off.

“Huh?”

Xiao Yang instantly became alert, standing up from the rock. The moment he looked at the woman in white, his gaze turned sharply fierce.

The woman in white was taken aback by Xiao Yang’s reaction.

This human’s spirit is quite strong.

“I am Long Chen.”

At that moment, Long Chen stood up from the rock.

“Very good!”

The woman in white extended her right hand, striking towards Long Chen with a palm.

In that instant, it felt as though the entire void was suddenly shackled.

Long Chen felt a tightness around him, unable to even move a finger.

“What…”

Long Chen was shocked.

At this moment, demon qi swirled around the woman.

“Demon Clan?”

Xiao Yang gasped in surprise.

This transformed being before them is a big demon.

In his previous life, he had dealt with the demon clan.

The demon ancestor of the Northern Region was genuinely powerful.

Such a big transformed demon is enough to match a human in the Sacred Martial Realm.

Could this be one of the demon saints from the clan?

Xiao Yang really couldn’t recognize her.

In his last life, even though he had dealt with the demon clan, he had never encountered this demon saint.

Additionally, this woman demon was not evil; there was no malevolent aura about her, instead, she gave off an otherworldly feeling.

Just as it seemed Long Chen was about to be struck down by her palm—

Xiao Yang made his move.

He raised his sword finger and directly pointed it at the woman in white.

“Futian Sword Technique…”

Xiao Yang didn’t dare to slack off and fully unleashed the Futian Sword Technique.

“Buzz!”

A sword cry resonated through the void,

A giant sword’s phantom emerged from within him.

The razor-sharp sword qi surged from Xiao Yang like a tidal wave.

It felt as if he pierced through the heavens with that single sword,

The world lost its color.

“This…”

The woman in white frowned upon witnessing the scene.

She didn’t expect Xiao Yang to unleash such a powerful sword strike.

If she continued her palm strike towards Long Chen,

She could indeed kill Long Chen,

But she would also be struck by Xiao Yang’s sword.

She could feel the power of that sword.

If struck, she would be injured.

The woman in white retracted her delicate hand aimed at Long Chen, dodging the sword strike from Xiao Yang.

“What kind of sword technique is this!”

The woman in white hovered in mid-air, her faint blue eyes gazing indifferently at Xiao Yang.

At this moment, Long Chen felt the pressure lift off him; he could move now.

Long Chen looked at the woman in white in horror, cold sweat drenching his clothes.

If it weren’t for Xiao Yang’s intervention, he would have probably been blasted to bits by that palm.

This great demon is too strong.

“Want to know? I won’t tell you!”

Xiao Yang grinned.

The woman in white remained silent, raising her hand once more to strike at Xiao Yang.

Though it seemed like a casual move, it instantly shackled the space around them.

Xiao Yang felt like he was suddenly frozen in place.

A formidable power ensnared him.

Xiao Yang noticed that the woman’s hand looked quite exquisite.

Her hand, striking towards him, had dainty fingers, much like freshly sprouted spring onions, pale and translucent, pleasing to the eye.

Yet, this beautiful hand could take a life.

“Hmph!”

Xiao Yang’s body suddenly trembled, a violent power erupted from within him.

The entire void vibrated with visible ripples from the overwhelming energy he released.

The shackling force that held him was instantly shattered.

“What?”

The white-clad demoness was surprised that this human could break through her palm’s strength. How could this be possible?

Xiao Yang roared, and even more powerful fluctuations burst forth from his body, reminiscent of a volcanic eruption.

He took a step forward, right fist clenched, and slammed it towards the approaching lovely hand.

“Bam!”

A muffled sound rang out as fist and palm collided.

The white-clad demoness was taken aback.

The opponent’s fist was incredibly strong.

She found herself forced to retreat.

Xiao Yang was also shaken; the power transmitted from her palm was equally formidable.

Xiao Yang was sent flying back, landing on the large rock, staring coolly at the white-clad demoness hovering above.

His combat spirit surged as his black hair danced; his gaze was like a cold streak of lightning.

The white-clad demoness sensed his fighting spirit and couldn’t help but be moved.

Unexpectedly, within this little Qingyun Sect, there were hidden talents.

Long Chen looked at Xiao Yang as if he were a monster.

Xiao Yang had actually pushed back the demon saint.

This was a demon saint capable of matching beings in the Sacred Martial Realm!

“Today, regardless of who it is,

No one will save Long Chen.”

The white-clad demoness coldly regarded Xiao Yang.

“Is that so? Then you can try.”

Xiao Yang’s lips curled up,

He chuckled.

“Kid, she’s a demon saint!”

Long Chen reminded.

“I’m telling you, Master Uncle, you’re something else, daring to provoke a demon saint.”

Xiao Yang teased.

“I didn’t provoke the demon clan.”

Long Chen said in frustration.

At this point, Ling Xian’er had also arrived.

Liu Qingyun showed up as well.

Nangong Hui appeared behind Xiao Yang.

The strong practitioners from the Qingyun Sect, apart from Chen Taixu stationed at Hundred Herb Valley, had all come.

However, in the eyes of the white-clad demoness, these people were mere ants.

“They’ve come to your doorstep, and you still say you didn’t provoke them?”

Xiao Yang said skeptically.

“I really didn’t provoke the demon clan. I have no idea why she wants to kill me.”

Long Chen was even more annoyed.

“Everyone, step back!”

Xiao Yang instructed everyone.

At this moment, everyone was stunned, staring at the white-clad demoness standing in midair.

Liu Qingyun was shocked to the core.

Everyone gradually backed away.

“Why do you want to kill Long Chen?”

Xiao Yang coldly gazed at the white-clad demoness above.

Everyone was equally curious.

This was a transformed great demon; not just anyone could summon her.

Meanwhile, a figure appeared in the clouds high above.

“Long Chen, oh Long Chen, to kill you, I’ve actually used the only promise of Bai Li Yao Sheng!”

In the clouds, Jiang Qitian glared at Long Chen below, gritting his teeth in anger.

Over a decade ago, he had aided a powerful demon and received a promise from that demon to assist him once.

That demon was none other than this white-clad demoness, Bai Li Yao Sheng, a high-ranking demon saint of the clan.

Although most of the Northern Region demons remain hidden in deep mountains, especially the big demons who rarely roam among the humans.

“I, Bai Li, kill whoever I want. Why should I explain myself to you?”

The white-clad demon saint looked indifferently at Xiao Yang.

“Haha, true that.”

Xiao Yang laughed.

Demon saints are far above; in their presence, they’re merely ants.

Why would a demon saint want to kill Long Chen?

Everyone couldn’t wrap their heads around it.

Long Chen had never provoked the demon clan.

Only this white-clad demon saint would presumably know why she sought to kill Long Chen.

“If you want to kill Long Chen, you’ll have to defeat me first. Otherwise, you won’t be able to kill him.”

Xiao Yang casually glanced into the distant sky as he spoke.

“What…”

Jiang Qitian, hidden among the clouds, was taken aback.

He had hidden so far away; could Xiao Yang even sense his presence?

Jiang Qitian’s heart trembled.

Impossible; Qin Fei is just a waste now.

Jiang Qitian had just arrived and hadn’t seen Xiao Yang push back the white-clad demon saint.

Xiao Yang dared to challenge the demon saint; it was practically asking for death.

Xiao Yang directly activated the protective formation of Qingyun Mountain.

A layer of mist immediately enveloped the area above Qingyun Mountain.

This mist quickly spread, soon shrouding the entire mountain and blocking external sight.

“Damn it!”

Jiang Qitian was extremely frustrated.

He couldn’t see this exciting performance anymore.

He wanted to watch Long Chen die right before his eyes.

“It doesn’t matter, as long as Long Chen dies.”

Jiang Qitian said coldly.

As long as Bai Li Yao Sheng takes down Long Chen, his secret would remain undiscovered.

Even if Long Chen had no evidence, just words wouldn’t pin him down.

But only with Long Chen dead would his secret stay under wraps.

This was also why Jiang Qitian was so eager to eliminate Long Chen.

“Formation?”

At that moment, in the Back Mountain, above the pool.

The white-clad demon saint looked up at the sky.

Such a level of formation wouldn’t restrain her.

“Alright, Long Chen, you might as well end it yourself!”

Bai Li looked indifferently at Long Chen.

“I said, if you want to kill him, you need to defeat me first.”

Xiao Yang stood protectively in front of Long Chen.

“Yeah, if you want to kill me, you have to defeat him first!” Long Chen nodded.

Ever since Long Chen learned that Xiao Yang was the masked man, he was astonished by Xiao Yang’s combat prowess and curious about how Xiao Yang had become so strong.

He wasn’t worried about Xiao Yang.

Because even Jiang Qitian, who wielded the Qingyang Sword, was no match for Xiao Yang; he definitely had the strength to battle the white-clad demon saint.