Chapter 120: Sound Killing Technique, the Embarrassed Illusion Demon Master

Chapter 120: Sound Killing Technique, the Embarrassed Illusion Demon Master

Xu Yan was listening intently to the Illusionary Demon Sound, comprehending the power within. The crisp flute melody seemed to invade the depths of one's being, infiltrating body and soul.

The syncopation of the heartbeat and the flute's melody created a sense of unity, as if the cessation of the flute's tune would bring one's heart to a standstill.

Those who heard the melody had their minds thrown into chaos, their eyes reflecting illusions.

It seemed to amplify the hidden thoughts within one's heart, manifesting them as illusions.

"This Sound Killing Technique is rather unique and difficult to defend against. Those with weak willpower will find themselves unable to resist and will be drawn into its depths."

Xu Yan felt a moment of enlightenment.

"So that's the secret of the Illusionary Demon Sound. It's indeed quite profound, but it's too weak. I wonder if it's because the technique itself is lacking or if it's due to the performer's insufficient skill."

Xu Yan was puzzled. He had realized that the Sound Killing Technique was supposed to be incredibly powerful, capable of directly striking down enemies with its might—a formidable killing art.

Yet, the Illusionary Demon Sound before him lacked the expected strength.

He didn't even need to deliberately defend against it. The Illusionary Demon Sound, as it reached his ears, felt like nothing more than an ordinary tune, unable to cause any disruption.

"Du Yuying," Xu Yan heard her voice beside him and immediately felt delighted, knowing that three more seventh-grade spirit herbs were within his grasp.

Glancing at Du Yuying, he saw her pale face flushed, her eyes glazed over as if she were about to fall into an illusion.

Yet, she persisted, struggling to maintain her composure.

"She's quite remarkable, a third-rate cultivator able to hold on until now."

Xu Yan was slightly surprised.

The guards were all swaying unsteadily, some even dancing wildly as if they were about to turn on each other.

The maid, Cuier, inside the carriage, whimpered, seemingly lost in some sort of illusion.

The coachman driving Yan Kuan's carriage, a first-rate warrior, had his energy fluctuating wildly. His eyes were bloodshot, his breath ragged, and his throat emitted a low growl, clearly bewitched by the Illusionary Demon Sound.

As for Yan Kuan inside the carriage, he was currently circulating his energy to resist the Illusionary Demon Sound, but he was still suffering, his condition only slightly better than Du Yuying's.

This further highlighted Du Yuying's exceptional resilience.

"Deal!"

Xu Yan agreed excitedly.

With a slight movement of his palm, a vast and mighty aura emerged, enveloping Du Yuying and completely negating the effects of the Illusionary Demon Sound, rendering it unable to penetrate this layer of overwhelming might.

It was the dragon's might from the Dragon Subduing Palm!

Du Yuying came back to her senses, exhaled deeply, and readjusted her veil, her heart filled with awe. Just how powerful was the young man beside her?

She felt a vast and overwhelming aura envelop her, causing the Illusionary Demon Sound to seem like nothing more than an ordinary melody.

Glancing at the guards and even Yan Kuan inside the carriage, she saw that their conditions were less than ideal.

She couldn't help but feel helpless and spoke up once more, "Young Master, one seventh-grade spirit herb to dispel the Illusionary Demon Sound!"

Xu Yan shook his head, "No, I haven't heard enough yet."

Du Yuying was left dumbfounded. Are you seriously treating the Illusionary Demon Sound as mere music?

Taking a deep breath, she continued, "Then, Young Master, please help them escape their plight."

"No problem!"

Xu Yan readily agreed.

Buzz!

The dragon's might from the Dragon Subduing Palm expanded, covering everyone present. Instantly, the guards snapped out of their trance, though they panted heavily, looking utterly exhausted.

It was as if they had just gone through a fierce battle.

Yan Kuan's heart trembled. Even he, a Grand Master, had to exert all his strength to resist the Illusionary Demon Sound, yet Xu Yan had defended against it with such ease. Could he be a Grand Master as well?

The thought crossed Yan Kuan's mind, but he quickly dismissed it. "No, that's impossible. He must be a Peak Grand Master or even a Grand Achiever!"

Even that possibility left him shaken.

How old was Xu Yan? And yet, he was already a Grand Master, perhaps even a Peak Grand Master.

In contrast, Yan Kuan felt like a useless waste. Why was the gap between people so vast?

After helping the others escape the Illusionary Demon Sound's influence, Xu Yan devoted himself fully to listening to the melody, thinking that if he could comprehend the Sound Killing Technique, his strength might increase further.

"Master is right. We must extract the essence and make it our own. There is much to learn from this Illusionary Demon Sound!"

Xu Yan listened intently as he rode his horse.

Suddenly, the flute's tune quickened, resembling the clash of blades and the galloping of a thousand horses. A killing intent emerged from the melody, and one could even see invisible blades surging forward in a violent assault.

The sound waves were intense and terrifying.

Xu Yan's eyebrows furrowed as the Illusionary Demon Sound now focused solely on him.

Boom!

The sound waves resembled blades and surging waves, relentlessly sweeping towards him.

Xu Yan lifted his palm slightly, and as the dragon's might from the Dragon Subduing Palm surged, it clashed with the sound waves.

He continued to comprehend the Sound Killing Technique hidden within the melody.

As he listened, the Sound Killing Technique became clearer and clearer.

A moment of enlightenment seemed to dawn upon him.

"My Dragon Subduing Palm has indeed comprehended the dragon's might, but without the dragon's roar, how can I demonstrate its true power? How can I showcase the awe-inspiring fury of the dragon?

'A dragon's roar shakes the heavens and the earth.' That is the true essence of its fury."

In that instant, Xu Yan understood.

A golden dragon appeared above his palm, its eyes shining brilliantly. As the dragon's might rippled, the golden dragon opened its mouth and let out a mighty roar.

Boom!

With the dragon's roar, a majestic aura manifested between heaven and earth, causing all beasts to bow down!

"No, it's still lacking. This doesn't possess the true might of a dragon's roar. It lacks the power to slay enemies; it's merely a loud sound."

Xu Yan soon realized that the dragon's roar was just that—a loud sound.

It lacked the ability to strike down foes!

However, as the golden dragon appeared and coiled in the air, looking down imperiously, the flute's melody suddenly stopped.

The androgynous Illusionary Demon Master's eyes narrowed, their body rippling with layers of faint waves as their aura surged. They clutched the flute, from which a cold light emanated.

"Who are you, intruder? Why do you meddle in our affairs? Are you the one who killed my fellow Demon Sect Masters?"

The Illusionary Demon Master's voice was ambiguous, neither distinctly male nor female.

Xu Yan, however, had no interest in discerning the master's gender. He was focused solely on comprehending the Sound Killing Technique and grasping the essence of the dragon's roar.

Furthermore, he even wanted to integrate the Sound Killing Technique into his Mountain River Sword Intent.

The vast expanse of mountains and rivers should not be silent.

Silence in the mountains and rivers meant a lack of vitality and a deficiency in artistic conception.

In the instant Xu Yan heard the Illusionary Demon Sound, he had these realizations. If his Mountain River Sword Intent could possess vitality instead of being dead silent, he would be one step closer to comprehending the second state of the Sword Dao—the Heart Sword State.

Thus, when the Illusionary Demon Master stopped playing the flute, Xu Yan was displeased.

"Why did you stop playing the flute? You were doing quite well. Don't stop; continue. If you play well, I might spare your life."

Xu Yan frowned.

The Illusionary Demon Master's face contorted with rage, their facial muscles twitching. How dare this arrogant brat treat them like a street performer?

Continue? Did this brat truly believe that the Illusionary Demon Master's true power lay solely in the Illusionary Demon Sound?

The Illusion Demon Master's figure flickered, transforming into layer upon layer of illusory shadows. Chilling lights burst forth from the flute, like a starry rain shower.

Du Yuying's heart filled with dread as she realized that the Thousand Illusions Demon Sound wasn't even his most powerful technique?

This was a slaughtering art!

The chilling lights, like raindrops, were unavoidable and seemed impossible to defend against.

All the attacks enveloped Xu Yan.

Behind them, Yan Kuan's expression turned grim. Even if he hadn't been injured and was in peak condition, he knew he wouldn't be able to withstand this attack from the Thousand Illusions Demon Master!

However, remembering how Xu Yan had easily slain a Grand Master with a single palm strike, he felt slightly relieved.

Boom!

A golden dragon roared out from Xu Yan's body, coiling and sweeping through the air. The chilling lights rained down on the dragon, leaving countless small pits on its body.

In an instant, the golden dragon was covered in wounds.

Yan Kuan's heart tightened as he saw this, and Du Yuying's face paled, a worried look in her eyes.

The golden dragon, which had been invincible so far, was now battered and bruised, and it seemed like it couldn't hold on for much longer.

"Your strength is not weak. You are the strongest Grand Master I've encountered," Xu Yan acknowledged the Thousand Illusions Demon Master's power.

He marveled at the peak Grand Master of the Inner Realm, his strength was indeed formidable.

Although Xie Lingfeng was also a Grand Master, he was still too young and had only recently entered the Grand Master realm. He was not yet at his peak!

"Hmph!"

The Thousand Illusions Demon Master coldly huffed, his voice seeming to come from all directions.

His figure multiplied, and chilling lights continued to emerge.

At the same time, the flute emitted a cold light that grew longer, resembling a gleaming cold sword. Threads of sharp energy gathered, filling the area around the tea pavilion and enveloping Xu Yan.

It seemed that in the next moment, these threads would tear into him, annihilating the enemy completely.

"This guy is quite strong. Although he's a Demon Sect Master, he doesn't seem to cultivate killing arts. He must be one of those eccentric warriors within the Demon Sect.

"If I use my full strength, I might kill him, and then I won't be able to hear the Thousand Illusions Demon Sound anymore. I don't want to injure him either, as his injuries will affect the quality of the Thousand Illusions Demon Sound he produces."

Xu Yan frowned, feeling a bit troubled.

If he attacked with full force, he might end up killing the Thousand Illusions Demon Master.

But if he held back, the opponent might think his strength was mediocre and wouldn't be motivated to play the Thousand Illusions Demon Sound for him.

Xu Yan's face showed his dilemma. The golden dragon was both defending against the Thousand Illusions Demon Master's attacks and assessing his strength, trying to determine how much power Xu Yan should use to subdue him without causing serious injury and force him to continue playing the Thousand Illusions Demon Sound.

As a result, the golden dragon's wounds multiplied, and it seemed like it couldn't hold on for much longer.

The Thousand Illusions Demon Master's eyes turned cold. "Brat, I'm going to tear you to pieces!"

He was shocked by the power of the golden dragon; it was truly extraordinary. What kind of technique was this? Its majestic might was like a true dragon descending upon the world.

However, it was only in the shape of a dragon and was far from resembling the true form of a dragon.

Yan Kuan's face was grave. "The Thousand Illusions Demon Master is too strong. It seems like he can't hold him off. What should we do now?"

Du Yuying also frowned, her heart filled with anxiety.

Yan Kuan gritted his teeth and stepped forward, his aura stirring. "Little brother, I'll try to hold off the Thousand Illusions Demon Master with my life. You take Miss Du and escape. What do you say?"

Xu Yan gave him a strange look. "You're quite injured. Are you sure you can hold him off? Won't you just get slapped to death?"

"I..."

Yan Kuan felt a mouthful of old blood welling up in his throat, and suddenly, his injuries seemed to have worsened.

The words were harsh, but given his current state, it seemed very possible that he would indeed be slapped to death!

He felt ashamed and wondered, "Am I even a Grand Master? Why is the gap so huge?"

Yan Kuan's heart felt weary, and he felt a sense of hopelessness.

After a century of hard work in martial arts, had he come to this?

Bang!

The golden dragon shattered.

"Brat, offer your life!"

The Thousand Illusions Demon Master laughed coldly, and chilling lights burst forth from his flute, shooting toward Xu Yan.

"I'll even stake my life to block this attack!"

Yan Kuan's eyes shone with determination. He would rather die than let out a roar, and his aura exploded as he rushed forward, intending to block the Thousand Illusions Demon Master's attack with his life.

And then...

He saw something that shocked him!

Another golden dragon, even larger than the first, emerged and blocked all the attacks!

Puh!

Yan Kuan spat out blood!

Just as he had burst forth with all his might, disregarding the worsening of his injuries, Xu Yan had sent out an even larger golden dragon to block all the attacks!

Did he even need to hesitate?

Why did he look so conflicted, as if he was considering whether or not to let Miss Du escape?

Yan Kuan's eyes welled up, and his initially recovering injuries from the rest during this journey now worsened again!

Xu Yan gave him a strange look. Why was this Grand Master so fragile?

"Yan Kuan, are you alright? I don't think any of the attacks reached you, did they?"

"I'm fine. It's just a temporary relapse due to my emotions," Yan Kuan said, wiping the corner of his mouth.

His eyes were filled with despair as he returned to the carriage to tend to his injuries.

The Thousand Illusions Demon Master's face changed several times as he witnessed yet another golden dragon. Moreover, it seemed even stronger!

He gritted his teeth, and a chilling light burst from his eyes.

"Shatter!"

At that moment, he unleashed his full power, and a dazzling cold light burst forth from the flute, tearing violently at the golden dragon.

Puh!

The golden dragon shattered.

"Brat, you..."

The Thousand Illusions Demon Master laughed coldly and lunged forward, only to see another golden dragon appear, slightly stronger than the previous one.

He was stunned.

Suddenly, a second golden dragon emerged, coiling around him. Its majestic might continuously surged, sealing off his escape route.

The Thousand Illusions Demon Master's face changed repeatedly as he tried to take to the air and flee.

But he wasn't their match!

Another golden dragon appeared above him, sealing off any chance of escape!

"Thousand Illusions Demon Master, let's make a deal," Xu Yan said, a smile on his face as he finally blocked the Thousand Illusions Demon Master's escape route.

"What deal?" the Thousand Illusions Demon Master asked, his face gloomy as he realized he might have walked into a trap.

"You continue playing the Thousand Illusions Demon Sound for me. Once I'm satisfied, I'll let you go," Xu Yan said with a smile.

"How dare you insult me? I, the Thousand Illusions Demon Master, am not a street performer!" he roared angrily.

"Then do you want to live?" Xu Yan asked, his eyebrows furrowed.

"I..."

The Thousand Illusions Demon Master felt aggrieved. Where had this freak come from?

"If you want to live, then play. If you don't, I'll turn you to ashes!" Xu Yan said coldly.

"I want to live!" the Thousand Illusions Demon Master said through gritted teeth.

(End of Chapter)

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