Chapter 115: Is This Demon Path?
Wait a minute, this is Demon Path?
Was I detected?
Is it because I was too close?
Bai Feng hurriedly ordered other small birds to fly toward that house, but by the time they arrived, the demon girl was already gone.
‘As expected, this little trick can’t fool a demon girl.’
Luckily, he had been cautious before, observing from afar, and didn’t rush in recklessly.
Now, it’s a bit troublesome—he’s not sure what tricks the demon girl will use to approach him this time.
Meanwhile, the Divine Monarch’s people and the city lord’s guards have already engaged in a clash.
The cultivators of the Divine Monarch seem quite different from the stereotypical Demon Path cultivators—they are not fighting separately but instead converging and smashing through the guards’ defenses.
Their discipline might even be tighter than the elite soldiers of the city lord’s estate.
At this moment, some loose cultivators summoned by the city lord and the Heavenly Sword Sect have joined the fight.
Coupled with the guards’ desperate resistance, the situation is barely controlled, but a few Demon Path cultivators have broken through the encirclement and are charging towards the city lord’s residence.
“Is this… Demon Path?”
Bai Feng couldn’t help but complain.
Aren’t Demon Path cultivators known for their reckless freedom?
“No wonder the Divine Monarch can oppose the holy places of Central Continent—he’s got some real skill,” Chu Ning Yan said, her expression grave.
She turned to Bai Feng and others to remind them, “Be careful in the upcoming fight. Don’t stray too far from me.”
While they talked, a small team of Divine Monarch’s people was about to reach the city lord’s gate.
…
‘Watch out, Bai Feng and others are coming.’
Zuo Qiu, who was venting her anger on the Divine Monarch cultivators, suddenly paused.
She raised her sword and cut off the head of a Golden Core cultivator in front of her.
‘I understand now.’
She nodded slightly, then turned her attention to another Golden Core Divine Monarch cultivator—breaking his counterattack with a few strikes, then beheading him in one fell swoop.
But the Black Lotus didn’t stop her, as if she didn’t care about these people’s lives at all.
The colder her heart felt, the more frozen she was inside.
She once thought she was a pawn in Black Lotus’s game, but now she realized she was just a disposable tool, easily discarded at will.
Normally, with her personality, she would never show her true face. But Black Lotus wouldn’t allow her to pretend.
Because Black Lotus needed her to use the identity of a Refining God Sect disciple to approach Bai Feng—and then k*ll him.
What happened to Bai Feng after he died? Black Lotus probably didn’t care at all.
Thinking of this, Zuo Qiu’s heart grew more violent; wild spiritual energy stirred up dust on the ground.
In the next second, nearby Divine Monarch cultivators lost their heads.
Black Lotus remained silent, but the city guards nearby couldn’t help but cheer for her:
“Impressive, a disciple of the Refining God Sect, doing what we can’t do—so inspiring! Salute!”
“d*mn, she’s on fire now!”
“Everyone, go help her! Don’t let her fall into Demon Path’s grasp!”
Zuo Qiu glanced at the city guards standing beside her, snorting inwardly—such meddlesome fools!
Besides injured ones, was there any other way to avoid bumping into Bai Feng? She didn’t want to d*e!
Meanwhile, Lin Yan, Luo Chen, and the others quickly joined the battle after dealing with a few escaping Demon Path cultivators.
Bai Feng kept throwing out simple array disks, relieving pressure on the city guard’s defenders.
“Yu Mo, keep an eye on the surroundings—no strangers allowed to get close to me.”
Bai Feng took out several portable array disks—his specially modified portable array disks designed for difficult environments.
Their range is bigger, but they require more array disks—five in total—making setup more complicated.
“Understood.”
Yu Mo, a female with a sword, stood beside Bai Feng, intercepting or cutting down any approaching Demon Path cultivators.
If city guards accidentally got too close while dodging, she’d just poke them away mercilessly.
“Little junior brother is setting the arrays up. Don’t come over to disturb!” Yu Yao also guarded Bai Feng’s side, shouting at the nearby city guards, “If you want to help, just chase away the approaching Demon Path cultivators!”
Thanks to their help, no one dared to approach Bai Feng anymore.
Soon, he finished setting all the array disks.
Then, the ground covered by the formations suddenly seemed flooded—soil and bricks turned soft as if soaked in marshes.
Inside the array, the Demon Path cultivators’ legs sank into the mud; seeing this, several of them quickly flew up.
But suddenly, vines and roots burst out of the earth, grabbing these flying demons and yanking them underground.
A flash of black light—almost instantaneously, Yu Mo appeared beside Bai Feng, wielding her sword to block a flying blade.
At the next moment, a person cloaked in black with Yuan Ying aura suddenly appeared before them.
He raised a dagger and stabbed toward Bai Feng and Yu Mo.
“Yu Mo, fight him directly!”
Bai Feng’s eyes flickered with black and white light, and his dense divine sense suddenly transformed into a hard hammer, smashing down hard on the black-cloaked man’s ‘head’.
The black-cloaked man was momentarily stunned, his actions slowed for a few seconds.
Yu Mo, from the moment Bai Feng yelled, instantly turned from defense to offense, her sword aiming straight for his head.
When the black-cloaked man regained his senses, his head was already within reach of her sword tip.
In the next second, his head was pierced through.
But the man didn’t d*e. Instead, he quickly retreated, only to clutch his abdomen in pain—he saw a bamboo sword thrust into his belly, the sharp sword qi ravaging him from inside.
He suddenly looked up, opened his mouth, and a Yuan Ying holding a small sword burst out, rushing toward them.
The tiny sword looked like a divine weapon—piercing through their foreheads, leaving a huge bl**d hole.
Before they could breathe again, Bai Feng and Yu Mo suddenly turned their heads to look at him.
“How is this possible?”
The tiny man, no bigger than a palm, showed a shocking expression on his face—almost as if he were a real person.
In the next moment, Bai Yu Mo cut off his Yuan Ying; he would never understand why they survived.
“How come he dropped his Yuan Ying but didn’t move?”
Yu Mo was confused, as if irritated for seemingly dying too quickly—he spit out his Yuan Ying just to be killed?
“It was illusion—did you forget I, your brother, am also skilled in illusion art?”
Bai Feng rubbed his eyes; after merging the second Yin-Yang Pattern, his illusion skills indeed improved quite a bit.
Before, it wasn’t so easy to influence the Yuan Ying; otherwise, he wouldn’t have gone blind for days just fighting a Gold Core disciple like Ye Tang.
“Brother, are your eyes okay?” Yu Mo suddenly remembered something.
She hurriedly reached out and gently touched around Bai Feng’s eyes, checking carefully.
Relieved he was fine, she let out a breath.
“I’m fine. My eyes aren’t that fragile,” Bai Feng waved his hand. “Keep dealing with these Demon Path people.”
At this moment, Zuo Qiu, watching from afar, was inwardly feeling pleased:
‘Lady Black Lotus, I feel like I can’t get close to you. Maybe next time?’
‘No need—just keep approaching.’
Zuo Qiu’s eyes widened: ‘Do you want me to d*e here?’
But the next second, her body suddenly disobeyed her—she started fighting the Demon Path and gradually moved closer to Bai Feng.
‘Wha—@%#!!’
She instantly cursed Black Lotus in her heart.
Meanwhile, the Demon Path cultivators nearby, as if commanded, quickly abandoned their enemies and headed straight for Bai Feng—despite being attacked on the way, they showed no resistance.
Seeing this, Zuo Qiu was chilled—these weren’t divine cultivators at all, but puppets controlled by Black Lotus, just like her!
And she, too, was now fighting and flying toward Bai Feng, swinging her blade desperately.
