Chapter 297

Chapter 297: This Demon is Trash, Only You, Qin Fei, Would Consider It a Treasure

Demonic creatures attacked.

The entire Qingyun Sect was shaken.

Liu Qingyun hurriedly ordered Zhao Fan to lead the sect disciples to retreat to the Back Mountain.

But Xiao Yang took action.

Having lived through one life already, he recognized the creature’s origins immediately.

This was a monster created by the Demonic Clan during the ancient battle between immortals and demons.

These monsters were notoriously vicious, possessing both powerful combat strength and remarkable self-healing abilities.

Ordinary attacks couldn’t kill them.

The only way to eliminate such a creature was to blow its head off.

Qin Fei was actually willing to use this trump card.

It seemed Qin Fei was really desperate now!

The monster had its sights set on Xiao Yang, its blood-red pupils fixated on him.

Xiao Yang looked unfazed, staring at the creature.

“Junior brother, if you can’t beat it, just run!” Liu Qingyun shouted at him.

“I can’t beat this guy?” Xiao Yang chuckled.

“Whoosh!”

At that moment, a piercing sound cut through the air.

A tentacle suddenly lashed out from the monster’s back, aiming directly at Xiao Yang.

Xiao Yang noticed that the tip of the tentacle was incredibly sharp, radiating a faint dark light.

The tentacle was laced with demonic poison.

Any creature injured by the tentacle would be poisoned and transformed into a monster.

“Junior brother, quickly dodge—”

Liu Qingyun panicked and released his flying sword, piercing the monster.

At that moment, Liu Qingyun was a formidable powerhouse in the Divine Martial Realm.

The Qingyun Sword Technique was one of the three great sword techniques of the North.

Chilling sword qi surged, whipping up sand and stones in the square.

In an instant, the sword light flashed by, piercing the monster, but the demonic blood on the creature corroded Liu Qingyun’s flying sword, dulling its shine.

“This…”

Liu Qingyun felt the sting in his heart.

At this moment, Xiao Yang reached out and grabbed the incoming tentacle.

The tentacle twisted and struggled in his grasp.

With a swift pull, Xiao Yang yanked the monster towards him.

“Whoosh!”

Another sound of the air being sliced open rang out.

Another tentacle shot out from the creature’s back, aiming directly for Xiao Yang’s forehead.

Xiao Yang extended his left hand and caught the incoming tentacle as well.

Simultaneously, the monster’s sharp claws shot towards Xiao Yang’s face with lightning speed.

The claws glinted with faint demonic energy as they sliced through the air.

Just as the creature’s claws were about to grasp Xiao Yang, he kicked the monster away.

The creature was sent flying by Xiao Yang’s kick, and two tentacles were ripped off in the process.

Xiao Yang casually tossed the tentacle he had grabbed onto the ground.

The severed tentacles writhed on the ground.

Soon, the severed tentacles turned into a puddle of black blood, corroding the ground into deep pits.

“…”

Liu Qingyun was left speechless at the sight.

This creature’s blood was unexpectedly potent; no wonder even his flying sword had nearly been corroded away.

At this moment, Zhao Fan had led a group of Qingyun Sect disciples to retreat to the Back Mountain.

Suddenly, a roar echoed from afar.

The monster, having been kicked over ten meters away by Xiao Yang, clambered back to its feet.

It turned to glare at Xiao Yang.

The previously severed tentacles were rapidly regenerating.

In the blink of an eye, a new pair of tentacles sprouted from the creature’s back.

“Are you kidding me…?”

Liu Qingyun was dumbfounded.

This was the first time he had ever seen a being with such strong regeneration.

Having roamed the North for hundreds of years, he had never encountered a monster like this.

The creature charged at Xiao Yang again.

As it got close, it suddenly opened its mouth and spewed forth a cloud of demonic mist.

Unfazed by the mist, Xiao Yang threw a punch straight at the creature’s head.

The sound of shattering bones echoed.

The monster was sent reeling.

Not a drop of demonic blood touched Xiao Yang’s fist.

The creature rolled away, crashing several meters away and growling low to the ground.

Meanwhile, just outside Qingyun Mountain, beneath a great tree, a figure cloaked in black sat cross-legged.

Before him floated a radiant mirror.

The mirror showed the scene of Xiao Yang punching the monster away.

“This is unbelievable, how could Xiao Yang’s martial body be this strong? After winning the competition, he disappeared for a while—did he have a fortuitous encounter in the Yuanwu Immortal Domain during that time?”

The figure in black, who turned out to be Qin Fei, stared incredulously at Xiao Yang in the mirror.

The light from the mirror illuminated his face.

He had brought the monster to the Qingyun Sect.

This creature was remarkably powerful; even a Half Saint would be doomed against it.

Let alone Qin Fei, a waste with an exploded dantian.

However, the situation on the mountain was beyond expectations.

Xiao Yang’s cultivation hadn’t diminished at all.

He could still execute Sword Finger techniques, and his martial body was now at its peak.

He had never seen a martial body as formidable as this.

Xiao Yang could send even that terrifying monster flying with a single punch.

“Kill him!”

Qin Fei channeled a secret art.

Suddenly, the monster in front of the Qingyun Great Hall sprang up from the ground. Half of its face was a bloody mess, but it healed at an astonishing rate.

Before long, the monster’s face was completely restored.

With a furious glare, the creature’s eyes glimmered with a fierce, bloodthirsty light.

In the next moment, nine tentacles shot forth from the creature’s back, directly aiming to pierce Xiao Yang.

Xiao Yang chuckled softly, shook his head, and then threw a punch at the monster.

The nine incoming tentacles were instantly shattered by his fist’s force, which then struck the monster itself.

“Bang!”

With a muffled sound, the monster’s left side exploded, turning into a cloud of black blood mist.

The demonic blood splattered across the ground, corroding the solid floor into countless small pits.

The creature flew backward, crashing hard onto the ground.

“Is it really that strong? How is this even possible?”

Qin Fei, watching from outside Qingyun Mountain, was wide-eyed, staring at the mirror in shock.

Xiao Yang, you’ve been deceiving everyone.

Your cultivation not only didn’t vanish after your dantian exploded, but it’s grown strong enough to make the monster a mere opponent.

Are you just playing with me?

“Fine, I’ll take matters into my own hands!”

He activated a secret technique, and the restrictions he planted on the monster immediately sprang into action.

The next moment, at the summit of Qingyun Mountain, the monster suddenly shuddered.

Then it began to clamber back to its feet.

The half of its body that Xiao Yang had smashed was rapidly growing back.

At that moment, a magic pattern emerged on the creature’s forehead, and its blood-colored pupils shone with rage.

“Hmm?”

Xiao Yang sensed the change in the monster.

“Xiao Yang, how’s this game of pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger going for you?” The creature suddenly spoke.

“…”

Liu Qingyun was stunned nearby.

This thing can talk?!

“Qin Fei, I thought you’d last longer before acting. You’re pretty eager to step in, huh?” Xiao Yang smiled lightly.

“You…”

Qin Fei hadn’t expected to be recognized by Xiao Yang so easily.

“Didn’t see that coming, huh? Aren’t you curious how I knew it was you?”

Xiao Yang shot a scornful glance at the monster.

The creature fell silent, glaring intensely at Xiao Yang.

“It’s simple; only you were so eager to kill me.”

Xiao Yang regarded the monster before him, realizing it was the Demonic Sect’s Celestial Demon Avatar technique.

Qin Fei had cultivated to the Divine Martial Realm, using a demonic method to implant a fragment of his spirit into the monster.

In this world, only Qin Fei could cultivate both immortals and demons, because he possessed the Innate Dao Body, allowing him to learn any technique and refine all spiritual energy.

That was the Innate Dao Body.

For Qin Fei, every technique had no barriers.

Cultivating both immortals and demons was one of Qin Fei’s trump cards.

Unfortunately, Xiao Yang had experienced life anew and understood all of Qin Fei’s hidden cards.

At this moment, the monster had restored its injuries.

“Kill!”

Qin Fei didn’t wish to waste words with Xiao Yang. He leaped into the air, a blood-red demon blade appearing in his hand, and he slashed downwards at Xiao Yang.

The violent blade energy surged, reaching even Liu Qingyun, who was watching from a distance, making him retreat in a hurry.

The force of the blow was overwhelmingly domineering.

“Humph!”

Xiao Yang sidestepped.

The demon blade sliced down beside him, carving a gash several dozen meters long into the ground.

At the same time, Xiao Yang’s fist impacted the monster under Qin Fei’s control.

A series of bone-cracking sounds came from within the creature.

The demon was sent flying by Xiao Yang’s punch, blood mist bursting out of its body, collapsing to the ground like a puddle of mud.

The demon blade fell beside it.

“What… this can’t be…”

Qin Fei was a mix of shock and rage.

Xiao Yang’s punch had shattered every bone in the creature’s body.

Such strength was utterly terrifying.

Xiao Yang stepped forward toward the monster controlled by Qin Fei.

“You…”

The monster looked on in terror as Xiao Yang approached.

The broken bones within the monster were healing rapidly.

But it would take time before Qin Fei could fully repair the monster’s injuries.

At this moment, outside Qingyun Mountain, Qin Fei’s original body was sweating profusely.

“This kind of monster is nothing but trash, only you, Qin Fei, would treat it like a treasure.”

Xiao Yang coldly regarded the monster on the ground.

He lifted his right foot.

“What do you think you’re doing?”

The monster, under Qin Fei’s control, looked at Xiao Yang in fear.

“What do you think?”

Without hesitation, Xiao Yang stomped down hard.

“Boom!”

The creature’s head exploded instantly.

“Xiao Yang…”

Outside Qingyun Mountain, Qin Fei, sitting beneath the great tree, screamed in rage.

A drop of blood seeped from his forehead, flowing down his face.

The fragment of his spirit attached to the monster dissipated into the void along with the monster’s shattered head.

As the spirit was extinguished, his original spirit was also impacted.

“Damn it!”

Qin Fei was going insane.

He thought summoning the monster was a surefire win, but who knew Xiao Yang’s cultivation had not only remained but actually strengthened enough to easily overpower the monster.

Could it be that Xiao Yang had broken through to Half Saint Realm?

But even Half Saints couldn’t handle a monster like this.

Qin Fei was really unwilling to accept this.

He turned and left.

Once he got his hands on the Breaking Realm Dan from Jiang Qitian, he would boost his cultivation and come back to exact revenge on Xiao Yang.

At this moment, with the monster killed by Xiao Yang’s foot, its body quickly dissolved, turning into a puddle of black blood.

“…”

Xiao Yang’s expression turned serious at the sight.

Because he knew, countless such monsters were sealed within that Demon Abyss.

If these monsters were released, it would spell disaster for the entire North.