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Chapter 391: A Disastrous Start
Chapter 391: A Disastrous Start
Creeeeak.
A roof tile fell without warning, shattering at the feet of Lord Zhu in the courtyard.
This seemingly insignificant event caused everyone in the courtyard to blink, and the atmosphere instantly turned eerie.
"..."
Lord Zhu shook his head and sighed softly, "You bunch of wandering spirits from the Martial Temple are really annoying."
As he spoke, the old woman released his arm, shedding her dazed expression. She now stared coldly upwards.
The rest of the group chuckled and dropped the items in their hands.
Then, with contempt, they raised their eyes.
But in just an instant, their faces turned deathly pale.
Lord Zhu also froze for a moment.
He didn't understand why a sturdy and handsome white horse appeared above Songzhou.
But the moment he saw the black eyes on its forehead, Lord Zhu's expression twisted in fury, and he shouted, "Get the Xuanwu Heavy Cauldron!"
Without hesitation, the old woman slapped her waist, and a dilapidated cauldron that was at least three meters tall fell to the ground with a thunderous crash. Everyone channeled their qi into the cauldron.
Accompanied by the rumbling sound of a fierce beast awakening, a tortoise-snake hybrid spirit emerged from the cauldron, enveloping the entire courtyard in its thick shell.
The overflowing aura from the tortoise-snake caused all living beings in Songzhou City to feel their hearts skip a beat.
They covered their hearts and gazed at the sky in astonishment.
Inside the Demon Suppression Tower, the two people playing chess glanced at each other and immediately summoned their astral souls.
They were Yang Qianxiang, the commander-in-chief of Songzhou, and Zhang Xuan, the Great Demon Suppressor.
The two astral souls rushed out of the tower and looked at the white horse and the Xuanwu tortoise-shell armor beneath its hooves in bewilderment.
"Is that a demon?"
Yang Qianxiang instinctively rushed forward.
Ever since the major event a few days ago, demons had rarely been seen in Da Qian.
Moreover, this demon was boldly parading in the air above the state city.
However, the white horse merely glanced in their direction, and Yang Qianxiang felt as if his astral soul was caught in a gale, threatening to disperse at any moment.
"Activate the grand formation!"
He could only let out a deafening roar.
The entire Demon Suppression Tower suddenly became noisy, and the array sigils on the iron pillars in the city lit up one by one. The flowing lights in the sky converged to form a visible light barrier.
However, despite all the commotion...
The white horse withdrew its gaze and looked down at the courtyard below.
It was pressed for time.
It could leave the rest to the other demons.
With that in mind, the White Swan Demon Emperor casually stomped a hoof.
Boom!
The incredibly thick Xuanwu tortoise shell was instantly covered in cracks.
Dozens of figures in the courtyard staggered backward, falling and spewing blood continuously. Their faces, which had already turned pale, were now ashen, as if they were about to die on the spot.
"White Swan Demon Emperor! How has Zhu offended you?"
Lord Zhu's silk robe suddenly tore, revealing a violently swaying black robe underneath.
His eyes were almost popping out of their sockets, and the old woman beside him was equally unsteady on her feet.
"No offense, but you're just the closest," the white horse replied indifferently, stomping its hoof again.
The Xuanwu tortoise shell exploded, shattering the cauldron into countless pieces.
The many Xuan Guang Dong disciples' eyes glazed over, their qi drained, and they quietly died.
"Tsk, after so many years, you haven't improved at all. It's even more boring than I thought."
The Giant Horned Demon Emperor flapped its wings and smiled at the lion beside it, "It's more boring than I expected."
Shen Yi remained silent, staring fixedly at the scene below.
The Ghost Tail Spear was clenched in his palm, quietly aimed at the white horse's head.
Not only was the Thousand Demon Cave strong in strength.
When they got serious, their means of obtaining information were also heart-palpitating.
Even Da Qian hadn't discovered the Xuan Guang Dong cultivators, but they had been found so easily.
"Well, do you want to go down and play too?"
The Giant Horned Demon Emperor looked at the two remaining Grand Masters in black robes, "But you'd better hurry, they won't last long."
As if to validate her words, in Songzhou City, the White Swan once again proclaimed to the world with its actions what it meant to be one of the Ten Great Demon Emperors.
Under its casual hoof...
The two Grand Masters in black robes had to use all their foundations just to stay alive.
Just then, the White Swan Demon Emperor seemed to sense something.
It raised its head and looked towards the horizon, and then a thick black fog burst out from its black eyes, enveloping the two Grand Masters in black robes.
The Giant Horned Demon Emperor also sensed something and instinctively retreated behind the lion.
There were no figures in sight, but the clouds began to churn, purple mist spreading as thunder rumbled.
High above in the clouds, a majestic throne emerged.
Instead of a person, a straight and imposing sword stood on the throne, its wide blade bound by iron chains. As the chains rattled, countless sword shadows appeared from within the clouds.
In the next instant, thunder boomed, illuminating all of Songzhou City in a stark white light.
A black sword streaked in from the distant horizon.
A man in a wide cyan robe stood upon the sword, his expression cold as his gaze swept over the three demon emperors, finally settling on the White Swan.
The White Swan felt the weight of his stare.
It remained silent for a long time, as if the wound on its chest began to throb.
It lifted its head and said in a low voice, "I didn't expect you to dare show yourself... Why did you dare to come out...?"
At this point, the White Swan Demon Emperor retracted its black fog, leaving behind only two white skeletons in the courtyard.
It struggled to maintain its composure, but its voice still betrayed a hint of excitement.
"Do you think I would let you go a second time?"
The mistake it had made in the past had haunted it, filling it with endless regret.
Although it couldn't understand how the old ancestor from Wutong Mountain could have let this brat out.
Today, it seemed like it could finally rectify that mistake.
"... "
Facing the questioning of one of the Ten Great Demon Emperors, Nie Kun remained unmoved, his gaze rising above the white horse.
At the same time, he made a slight gesture with his palm.
With this subtle movement, the sound of sword cries filled the sky, drawing nearer and nearer, like the tolling of a grand bell. Then, in an instant, the entire world fell into an eerie silence.
A bolt of purple thunder crashed down.
The silence receded like a tide, and everything returned to normal.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Under the might of the divine thunder, the white horse's sturdy body was sent flying, its demonic frame now bearing a deep gash from its flank to its tail, the wound exposing bone.
Its body twitched as it crashed to the ground, and for a moment, it seemed dazed.
With an angry neigh, the White Swan Demon Emperor raised its head, its gaze fixed on the figure in cyan with hatred, its four hooves trembling as it struggled to stand.
Its black eye suddenly widened, and a dense black aura gathered once more.
Nie Kun glanced at it and then raised his palm again.
"Neigh!"
The White Swan turned its head away reflexively.
When it realized no purple thunder fell, it hesitated for a moment before frantically neighing, "With your cultivation, how long can you sustain this formation?"
Nie Kun paid it no heed.
Instead, he looked forward and said calmly, "Is it you?"
"What? Me?"
The Giant Horned Demon Emperor was so startled that her fur stood on end. After witnessing what had just happened, she knew better than anyone that the cultivator before them was far beyond the one who had fled in a sorry state from the Thousand Demon Cave.
It was only when she realized that Nie Kun's gaze didn't include her that she quickly withdrew.
"... "
Shen Yi fell into deep thought.
That Lingxi Zhenren hadn't seemed to explain things clearly after returning.
Compared to worrying about how to stop these demon emperors earlier, what she should be concerned about now was probably her own safety.
Was it too late to transform back now?
Probably... yes.
With that realization, Shen Yi exhaled and her eyes gradually calmed.
In an instant, she unleashed all her cultivation.
With the minor achievement of the Dragon Leaping Heaven technique, she transformed into purple and white divine light, streaking across the sky!
Nie Kun stared at the horizon, a hint of coldness on his lips.
He raised both palms, and a bolt of purple thunder crashed down on the white horse once more, while another bolt of thunder pursued the fading figure.
The White Swan Demon Emperor was blasted a hundred meters away.
It struggled to get up, its body weak and its voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz, "Take me with you..."
"Rest assured, the Thousand Demon Cave won't forget about you."
The Giant Horned Demon Emperor flapped her wings, her eyes cold as she looked at the thunder covering the White Swan's body. Without a moment's hesitation, she flew away with all her might, back the way they had come.
(End of Chapter)
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