Two Realms Shuttle Gate: Don't Call Me a Demon! Chapter 86

Chapter 86: Chapter 2: Top Grade Talisman

“Secret Realm.”

Su Jie's face turned dark, foes from this realm were simply not something disciples could contend with.

Usually, when disciples sparred, the Elders wouldn't interfere.

Because an Elder taking large-scale action against disciples would only prompt equivalent retaliation from the opposing sect.

If both sides' Elders were determined to assassinate ordinary disciples, it would lead to heavy casualties among the sects' disciples, a loss no sect could bear.

It could be said that within Jia Shao Prefecture, Secret Realm Elders are like nuclear weapons, not easily mobilized, merely an invisible deterrence.

Even when Elders engaged in combat, it was mostly limited to clashing among themselves.

They wouldn't involve ordinary disciples on a large scale, unless it was a battle to exterminate a sect.

But for the Demon Path, such scruples were nonexistent.

After all, the Demon Path was suppressed everywhere. Look at the Ghost Ridge Palace Elders, they were holed up in the Mountain Gate, not daring to venture out easily, without the expectation of delivering an equivalent retaliation to deter the Righteous Sects.

If it were a few hundred years ago, it might have been possible, but now the Demon Path is in decline, such things can only be dreamt about.

Jiang Yanyi's massacre did not stop; as a Secret Realm Elder, his arrival completely established the battle situation.

The water dragon soared through the air, its body covered with iron-hard dragon scales that glittered with the luster of flowing water, its keen dragon eyes piercing, and its tail as sharp as an arrow, creating a powerful airstream that agitated the Golden Sand River, giving rise to waves and billows.

Bang!

A simple tail slap was enough to break a slave trading ship in two.

Under the dragon's claws, two more slave trading ships were crushed into the Golden Sand River, water pouring in frantically.

Raising its head, the dragon's roar was soul-shaking, terrifying to the point of splitting hearts and shattering gallbladders.

“Heavenly Thunder aid me in expelling demons.”

Jiang Yanyi stood atop the head of the water dragon, on those majestic dragon horns even more blinding thunder condensed, turning into lightning that struck around him.

One after another, Ghost Ridge Palace Disciples screamed, those hit by the lightning were torn apart, completely powerless to resist.

“Mountain and River Seal, crush these petty villains.”

A Mid Grade Magical Artifact was thrown out; this was a Seal inscribed with the image of mountains and rivers, the surface of the Seal emitting golden flames, releasing rays of golden light in mid-air.

The air around it instantly became heavy, and the Ghost Ridge Palace Disciples caught in the light felt as though bearing the weight of mountains on their back, as if an invisible hand was slowly squeezing their bodies, bones emitting sounds of unbearable strain, until eventually, their skeletons shattered and their internal organs were squeezed into a pulp.

“By the Sect Master's order, today I shall ensure you all dissipate into ash and smoke, returning a bright and orderly world to these lands.”

Bringing his hands together, in front of Jiang Yanyi a sudden tsunami rose, but in the blink of an eye, it was frozen, turning into an ice wall.

Upon the ice wall, it was as if a paintbrush rapidly drew upon it, in between vigorous strokes and outlines, countless ice swords shattered the wall, separating out, and converged into a brilliant river of swords.

Wherever the river of swords went, Ghost Ridge Palace Disciples were pierced through the heart by thousands of swords; there was simply no way to block it.

Such a display of power terrified the Ghost Ridge Palace Disciples, turning them as pale as death, shaking like chaff, feeling like a disaster was imminent.

Who knows how many disciples, driven by fear, chose to leap into the Golden Sand River, hoping to find a way out to escape. Forcing through was absolutely impossible now.

“The dignified Supreme Elder of Guan Chao Pavilion actually bullying our junior members, truly shameless.”

Suddenly, a voice came from a slave trading ship at the back end of the Golden Sand River.

Su Jie recognized it, that seemed to be the voice of Jia Changxun.

“Hmm, is there still an expert present?”

Jiang Yanyi narrowed his eyes, looking at the slave trading ship, and then sneered, “A mere practitioner of the Ninth Level of the Yunling Realm dares to bark so furiously.”

“I can't defeat you, but I can't let you destroy all of Ghost Ridge Palace's property.”

As soon as his words fell, a palm-sized talisman was thrown out.

Atop the talisman, the blood of demons etched complex and intertwined patterns, each like wriggling earthworms, twisted and knotted, obscure and difficult to understand, imbued with intense spiritual power radiance between the lines.

“Top Grade Talisman.”

Jiang Yanyi's face changed dramatically, he hurriedly tried to retreat, but it was already too late.

The talisman burned to ashes, and with a thunderous boom, a golden sun appeared in the sky.

Upon closer inspection, it was not any sun but a massive alchemy furnace constructed of spiritual power, over a hundred meters in size, engulfing Jiang Yanyi, with raging golden flames rising from the bottom of the furnace, as though attempting to refine Jiang Yanyi into an elixir.

“This talisman might not kill him, but while he's trapped, let's make our escape.”

The voice of Jia Changxun came from the slave trading ship, relying on the talisman given by the Sect Master of Ghost Ridge Palace, they managed to make the terrifying man, Jiang Yan Yi, withdraw.

However, the situation remained grim as Jiang Yanyi had inflicted heavy losses on many of Ghost Ridge Palace's forces, and their disciples suffered heavily.

Now, being attacked by disciples from various sects, they could no longer hold out and started to turn their ships around, fleeing at full speed.

On the water, Xu Yihu, looking utterly miserable, escaped back and shouted, “Set sail quickly, we need to leave this place.”

The sails were hoisted, and the disciples of Ghost Ridge Palace, under the threat of life and death, fought with all their might, attacking the disciples of the Righteous Sects that charged them from all sides.

Blood, screams, severed limbs, scattered weapons—bodies floated on the river's surface. Flying swords crisscrossed, magic clashed, poisonous insects swirled; the entire Golden Sand River had descended into chaos, the battle reaching its most brutal and feverish stage.

Su Jie maneuvered the White Bone Sky Slaying Sword, and with every sword's hum, a life was lost beneath its edge.

There were not many disciples of Ghost Ridge Palace still fighting on the deck, and aside from Xu Yihu, Su Jie was the most outstanding one.

Countless disciples of Righteous Sects wished to kill Su Jie, the roadblock, but all eventually became the dead souls under Su Jie's sword.

Chen Yun closely followed Su Jie, holding a Ming Sheng Bat in her arms, coordinating with Su Jie in combat.

Under the resonance of the Ming Sheng Bat's sound waves, those slightly weaker disciples suffered internal bleeding, broken meridians, and slowed movements, making it even harder to block the fatal strikes of the White Bone Sky Slaying Sword.

Heads were beheaded and sent flying; the White Bone Sky Slaying Sword remained as pristine as ever, with blood pooling into a small stream beneath Su Jie's feet.

Su Jie stepped up to the ship's side, his White Bone Sky Slaying Sword slashed swiftly, cutting off all the oars on both sides of the pursuing twin-sail speedboat and tearing the sails apart.

Quickly, the speed of the twin-sail speedboat decreased sharply, and it could no longer keep up with the chase.

“Well done.”

Xu Yihu laughed heartily, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood with this laughter.

His injuries were very severe, inflicted by that Guan Chao Pavilion inner disciple.

“Ruining my plans.”

The Guan Chao Pavilion disciple looked over coldly, stepping on the water, ready to make a move on Su Jie.

Su Jie's fingers moved, and the White Bone Sky Slaying Sword turned into a silvery-white bolt of lightning. Its sword qi was sharp, causing the inner disciple of Guan Chao Pavilion to become wary and stop in his tracks.

“Get lost back to where you came from.”

Xu Yihu's cheeks bulged, and a mouthful of thick molten rock sprayed out, coordinating with the White Bone Sky Slaying Sword, igniting half the body of the follower, forcing him to dive into the river to escape, frantically looking for water to put out the fire.

The White Bone Sky Slaying Sword made several thrusts in the water, and the murky river no longer offered any visibility to pinpoint its position.

However, having driven him off, their main goal had been achieved. Now it was important to flee. Who knew when the Hidden Realm Elder would break free.

Chapter end

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