After Jun Changxiao annihilated the hundred Demon Ridge Valley disciples, he asked: “Is the third trial to fight inner sect disciples?”
“No.”
Mo Shang said: “Fight the four Demon Ridge Valley Protectors.”
Jun Changxiao was startled.
First fighting outer sect then inner sect—wasn’t that the standard formula? How did it suddenly change to fighting Protectors?
Demon Ridge Valley’s outer sect disciples were already this formidable, the Protectors would definitely be even stronger!
“Master.”
Mo Shang said: “Demon Ridge Valley’s Protectors are equivalent to sect elders!”
“…” Jun Changxiao twitched slightly.
From fighting outer sect straight to fighting elder-level—this completely didn’t follow the formula!
Buzz!
Buzz!
The space rippled again.
Four black-robed old men appeared, their bodies emanating even thicker dark aura.
Though the System hadn’t analyzed their strength yet, Jun Changxiao judged from their aura that these four definitely weren’t ordinary Wuwang!
Swoosh! Swoosh!
The four Demon Ridge Valley Protectors raised their heads, revealing expressionless faces, their eyes still flashing with red light.
The System said: “They are… Wuhuang.”
“Holy crap!”
Jun Changxiao broke down: “Does the third trial have to be this difficult!”
Though he was an awesome Sword and Martial Dual King, facing four Wuhuang, he’d definitely be inadequate!
Swoosh!
Swoosh!
The four Demon Ridge Valley Protectors charged over with strange footwork, their speed so fast they couldn’t be seen clearly!
“Not good!”
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Four explosive sounds rang out, and Jun Changxiao’s entire body flew out like a cannonball.
From a slow-motion replay, we can see that after the four Demon Ridge Valley Protectors closed in, they gathered dark energy and directly attacked—two struck his front and back, two struck his left and right cheeks.
Under the assault of four forces, Sect Master Jun spun wildly 360 degrees in mid-air, then magnificently flew backward.
He’d been thrashed!
Stand up, applaud!
“Damn it!”
Jun Changxiao stood up from the ground, waved one hand to summon the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade, and roared: “Don’t you know the rule about not hitting the face!”
Though struck by four punches, his body was quite resilient—he only felt pain with no serious injury, especially as his hairstyle remained undisturbed, as if it had been drawn on with a pen!
Swoosh!
Swoosh!
The four Demon Ridge Valley Protectors charged over again, their speed as fast as ever.
The now-experienced Sect Master Jun released his spiritual sense, captured their movement patterns, raised his blade with both hands, and shouted: “A satisfying battle!”
Bang! Bang! Bang—
“Thud!”
Jun Changxiao, holding his blade, magnificently crashed in the distance again and said frantically: “Can’t beat them at all!”
One Wuhuang could still be considered.
Four Wuhuang attacking together—definitely only getting thrashed!
Don’t panic, don’t panic!
Trump card in hand, the world is mine!
Jun Changxiao stood up, his gaze cold as he said: “Little Dragon, what are you waiting for, quickly transform!”
Right.
This guy’s trump card was actually relying on his contract beast.
“Yes, Master!”
Swoosh!
Little Dragon jumped over and stood before Jun Changxiao.
Whoosh whoosh—
Flames several zhang high erupted, instantly raising the surrounding temperature!
Accompanied by passionate BGM, Little Dragon’s childlike head emerged from the flames.
Mo Shang on the altar was so shocked his mouth hung open!
What the hell!
Why did a child’s head appear—where’s that lizard?!
Swoosh!
Little Dragon stepped forward, its muscular body coming into view.
Mo Shang’s eyeballs nearly popped from their sockets as he exclaimed: “A… a monster!”
Swoosh!
Little Dragon raised its sharp claws, pointing at the four Demon Ridge Valley Protectors, its voice cold: “Bullying my master is bullying me!”
Swoosh!
Just as the words fell, flame light flashed. It was instantly beside one Protector, its right fist fiercely striking.
Boom—
Flames erupted, heat waves swept forth!
The attacked Protector directly flew out like a cannonball.
The other three locked their gazes on Little Dragon, then launched their coldest assault.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
In an instant, fist shadows intersected, black energy waves filled the air!
Little Dragon, dragging fire trails, sometimes exchanged blows with the three Demon Ridge Valley Protectors, sometimes circled around, fighting magnificently.
“Whew—”
Jun Changxiao let out a long breath.
From the current situation, though these Protectors were strong, they couldn’t do anything to Little Dragon at all.
Good thing he brought it along, otherwise today would’ve been a dirge.
Boom!
Boom!
Little Dragon, dragging flames, launched a wild bombardment, directly sending all three Demon Ridge Valley Protectors flying.
Whoosh—
It raised its palm, blazing flames rapidly gathering, as it said coldly: “Go die!”
Bang!
The flames erupted outward, carrying terrifying explosive force, directly blasting one Protector into black energy.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Three more flame cannonballs shot out, and the other three Demon Ridge Valley Protectors were directly annihilated into nothingness.
Had to admit.
Little Dragon, having activated its second combat form, had truly explosive strength!
Jun Changxiao put his hands on his hips: “Who else is unconvinced!”
The System said speechlessly: “With your contract beast this strong, does your heart hurt?”
“Hurt my ass.”
Jun Changxiao said: “Little Dragon was hatched and raised by me—it being strong equals me being strong!”
The System was left speechless by these words.
Jun Changxiao looked toward Mo Shang: “All three trials passed, where’s the treasure?”
Buzz!
Buzz!
Just as his words fell, the entire space suddenly began trembling, as if it might collapse.
Crack crack—
Suddenly, tearing sounds came.
Jun Changxiao turned to look and saw the space seemingly torn open by some force, revealing a tightly closed gate.
“Master!”
Mo Shang said excitedly: “This might be the treasure entrance!”
“Is that so?”
Jun Changxiao walked over.
“Creak!”
Just as he stopped in front of it, the gate opened on its own.
Jun Changxiao’s mouth fell open: “My heavens—”
Mo Shang on the altar was also dumbfounded.
Through the limited view of the opened gate, both saw mountains of gold piled high!
Treasure.
Truly treasure!
If this were an ordinary person, they’d definitely faint from happiness.
But Jun Changxiao was someone who viewed money as dirt, so after brief shock he returned to normal.
Swoosh!
He stepped inside.
The space beyond the door was also quite substantial. Besides mountains of gold, silver, and precious treasures, there were many ancient bookshelves lined with numerous strange and unusual secret manuals.
Mo Shang followed in and, casually scanning the bookshelves, said excitedly: “Master, these are all Demon Sect martial techniques!”
Jun Changxiao ignored him, locking his gaze on the far end where a large chair was placed, atop which sat a figure clad in pitch-black battle armor.
No.
More accurately, a skeleton.
Jun Changxiao approached, carefully examining this skeleton wearing battle armor, murmuring: “Should have died long ago.”
“I am the thirtieth Valley Master of Demon Ridge Valley. Today, you who have entered this place are fated ones. Obtain the treasures of Demon Ridge Valley, raise the might of our Demonic Path, and slay all those hypocrites!”
A resonant voice suddenly echoed through the space, emanating majestic authority.
Mo Shang seemed infected by it, his expression extremely solemn: “I respectfully obey the predecessor’s words—raise the might of our Demonic Path, and slay all those hypocrites!”
Crack—
The skeleton sitting on the chair immediately crumbled, then turned to powder, but the battle armor maintained its original form, as if still being worn and supported by someone.
Whoosh!
The gold, silver, jewels, various secret manuals, and that suit of battle armor stored here suddenly vanished into thin air.
After putting away the items, Jun Changxiao looked toward Mo Shang and said lightly: “Go wash up and sleep.”
“…” Mo Shang’s mouth twitched.
He, this half-demon cultivator, if he had inherited the Demon Ridge Valley legacy, rising against the tide in the future wouldn’t have been impossible.
But Jun Changxiao had followed him in, so this kind of great fortune that would let a protagonist reach the peak of life was destined not to belong to him.