Chapter 138: You've Disrupted My Rather Pleasant Mood!

Chapter 138: You've Disrupted My Rather Pleasant Mood!

Bones floated, blood gathered into a lake, and grievances soared to the heavens.

Su Changqing looked pale as he gazed into the distance, where a hell on earth seemed to be carved out by the surrounding picturesque scenery.

He had killed before and had his hands stained with much blood.

But even so, the scene before him was too shocking.

Because those who had died were not the result of feuds and battles among cultivators.

Instead, they were slaughtered like livestock!

"Changqing, what did you see?"

Seeing Su Changqing's expression change, Xu Qingzi's face tightened as he asked.

"A group of black-robed people, thousands of mortal corpses, as if performing a blood sacrifice?"

Su Changqing suppressed his discomfort and spoke in a low, somber voice.

Upon hearing this, everyone present was startled and almost simultaneously exclaimed:

"Devil Sect!"

The Cangyan Continent had countless forces, but the only ones capable of such heinous acts were the Devil Sect.

There were two types of devil cultivators in the world.

One type was like the Kunwu Peak Master of the Xiao Immortal Sect, who, though ruthless and cunning in their methods, took steady steps and followed the righteous path.

The other type was the Devil Sect, the very same sect that the Su Clan had overthrown in the past. They were infamous for their unscrupulous methods, rapidly advancing in cultivation through unethical means and having no regard for moral boundaries.

To speed up their cultivation, they frequently performed blood sacrifices with mortals and massacred cultivators.

On the Cangyan Continent, these Devil Sects were almost universally despised.

"Bold indeed!"

Old Sun was the first to roar in anger, swinging his sleeve to unleash a massive palm strike that descended from the sky.

Boom!

A giant palm several hundred feet wide struck the barrier from above.

The barrier was not designed for defense but to conceal their activities. How could it withstand a Saint's attack?

In an instant, the barrier exploded.

"Heh, this is indeed troublesome. A Saint has arrived."

Mo Yan casually blocked the palm strike, looking at Old Sun without fear and said mockingly:

"Unfortunately, one Saint is not enough."

At this point, the earth vein imprinting ritual was nearing its end, and Mo Yan was also a Saint.

Even if Old Sun notified the Su Clan now, it would be too late.

As for Old Uncle Fu,

In Mo Yan's eyes, he was no different from a mortal.

"Young Master, stay here. I'll deal with him!"

Old Sun left a protective barrier with a wave of his sleeve, then roared and charged at Mo Yan.

Mo Yan sneered and ascended into the sky, engaging Old Sun in battle.

Soon, the depths of the sky echoed with the sound of explosions, and the clouds churned incessantly.

The over a hundred Devil Sect disciples, including several at the Second and Third Realms, were far beyond what Su Changqing and the others could handle.

However, they didn't come after Su Changqing, as they had a Saint's protection.

Their task was to wait for the ritual to be completed and then leave gracefully.

"Are we just going to watch?"

"That kid seems to be performing some kind of ritual. It looks almost complete!"

Wu Yong was anxious, scratching his head and ears, but with so many of them, he had no idea what to do.

Su Changqing frowned in silence, gazing at the blood lake with floating bones, lost in thought.

Xu Qingzi looked at Old Uncle Fu beside him, still smiling.

"Just one Saint?"

Old Uncle Fu didn't move but scanned the surroundings, looking for any other major players.

He had already sent a message to the Su Clan, and it wouldn't be long before reinforcements arrived.

But before that, they needed to stall these people.

"If I act, it might alert them."

Old Uncle Fu pondered for a moment, glanced at Su Changqing and the others, and then smiled.

"Delaying them and honing their skills a bit wouldn't be bad."

With that thought, Old Uncle Fu lightly stepped on the ground.

Boom!

Suddenly, among the over a hundred Devil Sect disciples, all cultivators above the First Realm exploded on the spot.

There were at least fifty to sixty of them.

This scene left everyone present stunned.

"Damn! Old Sun is awesome!"

Wu Yong was taken aback, then slapped his thigh and burst into laughter.

Su Changqing looked enlightened, while Xu Qingzi's smile was peculiar.

Above, Mo Yan glared at Old Sun with a dark, water-like expression and gritted his teeth:

"Fine! Fine! Fine! To secretly kill some juniors!"

Old Sun was also confused.

When did he kill anyone? If he had, he would have directly slaughtered all those little devils.

With a formidable enemy before him, Old Sun didn't have time to think much and coldly said,

"Talking about rules with you cold-blooded beasts of the Devil Sect? I'll kill you and be done with it!"

Mo Yan's eyes swirled with demonic energy, and he replied with a cold, mocking tone, "I hope you're as tough later!"

Old Sun sneered in response, "Calling for reinforcements? Do you think the Devil Sect will arrive faster, or the Su Clan?"

"Then let's see!"

"Kill!"

Mo Yan roared in anger, enveloped in a sea of black flames as he charged at Old Sun.

At the same time, below.

More than half of the people around them exploded, causing the Devil Sect disciples to panic.

At that moment, a calm voice echoed in everyone's ears.

"Don't panic, come to me."

As if finding a target, the Devil Sect disciples, who had been fleeing like headless flies, now gathered in front of Mo Yan.

Mo Yan's calm gaze swept over Su Changqing and the others, then he turned his attention elsewhere and began the final step of the ritual.

"There are only forty to fifty Divine Body Realm cultivators left. Can we handle them?"

Wu Yong licked his lips, his eyes filled with eagerness.

"Of course we can."

Xu Qingzi glanced at the smiling Old Uncle Fu, then looked at Mo Yan,

"Let's draw those disciples away, Changqing."

However, before Xu Qingzi could finish his sentence, Su Changqing, with a somber expression, took a step forward.

"Crushing Wheel!"

Su Changqing shot forward like an arrow, extending his hand, and a sacred golden wheel several dozen feet in diameter appeared in his palm.

"Annihilation!"

With all his might, Su Changqing hurled the golden wheel with great force.

Buzz!

The rapidly spinning golden wheel stirred up a storm, and the sound of countless Buddhas chanting echoed through heaven and earth.

The immense power, combined with the sharp, fast rotation, and the blinding Buddha light, instantly exploded among the Devil Sect crowd.

"Hold it back!"

"Thud!"

The forty to fifty Devil Sect disciples tried to resist, but the golden wheel was too fast and too powerful.

As soon as it made contact, over twenty Devil Sect disciples were forced to retreat, spitting blood.

Seven or eight of them were directly caught in the golden wheel, their bodies instantly ground to nothing, blood and limbs flying everywhere.

"Damn! Senior Brother is awesome!"

Wu Yong was stunned for a moment, then shouted excitedly and quickly followed.

"This is the quality of the top rank on the Heavenly Pride List."

Xu Qingzi's eyes flickered, and he sighed.

These Devil Sect disciples had varying talents, and their strength was far inferior to the prodigies of the Xiao Immortal Sect.

Even so, forty to fifty of them were still a formidable force.

But from the looks of it, even without Xu Qingzi and Wu Yong's help, Su Changqing could handle them alone.

Though they were of the same realm, the gap between an absolute prodigy and an ordinary cultivator was greater than the gap between a cultivator and a mortal.

"Looks like I have to kill you first to continue the ritual."

Mo Yan paused in his hand seals, turned to face the approaching Su Changqing, and said calmly,

"You've disrupted my rather pleasant mood, die!"

Boom!

Demonic energy enveloped Mo Yan, and he lifted his arm, summoning a draconic creature several dozen feet long!

"Roar!"

The dragon shook its head and tail, let out a roar, and opened its massive mouth to swallow the rapidly approaching Su Changqing.

"Heavenly Pride, ha."

Mo Yan's lips curled into a slight smile, and he prepared to turn back to the ritual.

But at that moment,

"Life Flame, Ignite!"

Boom!

A torrent of flames erupted from within the dragon's body, then exploded, causing the dragon to shatter instantly!

"Shrink Earth!"

The youth, engulfed in flames, roared, and the mountains and rivers condensed beneath his feet. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Mo Yan.

Without any flashy techniques, only a wildly powerful punch, he slammed it into Mo Yan's abdomen with terrifying force.

"Ugh!"

Mo Yan, who had always been calm, spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes bulging.

The overwhelming force pushed him back like a cannonball, smashing into the mountain.

Mo Yan stared blankly at the flaming youth, unable to utter a word, and his body dissipated into a wisp of black smoke.

Su Changqing panted slightly, the flames around him gradually fading.

He looked down at the blood lake and the floating bones, and murmured softly,

"You've disrupted my rather pleasant mood on my way home."

"Damn!"

(End of Chapter)

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