With so many Zangyue Pavilion members and so many strange demon beasts, Jun Changxiao didn’t flee because… there wasn’t enough time.
If he explained to them that he was just passing by, they definitely wouldn’t believe him, so the only option was to fight!
Someone might say:
This guy isn’t running—he must have gotten a quest.
Very sorry, there’s no quest.
The reason he chose to fight head-on stemmed from when the Ten Great Immortal Sects came to make trouble earlier. He lacked the ability to resist, which left him feeling very frustrated and stifled.
Simply put:
I can’t fight them, but can’t I fight you?
Come on!
Whoever backs down is a grandson!
At that moment, facing thousands of martial artists and thousands of demon beasts, Jun Changxiao’s back was ramrod straight. He looked like a true man who could hold up heaven and earth!
“Hmph!”
The Zangyue Pavilion members charging over saw that guy take out a small knife, and sneers immediately appeared on their faces.
A toy knife—who are you trying to scare?
“Jun Changxiao!”
The leading black-robed elder shouted, “Heaven has a road you won’t take, hell has no gate yet you barge in. Today don’t even think of leaving this place alive!”
“Hell?”
Jun Changxiao bent down, assuming a blade-drawing stance, and said coldly, “I’ll grant your wish right away!”
With so many Zangyue Pavilion members on the island, this was definitely their headquarters. Since he’d stumbled upon it by mistake, he absolutely had to properly settle accounts for previously using special methods to control Yao Mengying!
“Whoosh!”
His aura erupted, killing intent permeating the air.
Since the Difficult-to-Sheathe Blade had been upgraded to the fourth generation, Jun Changxiao hadn’t used it yet. He didn’t mind using thousands of Zangyue Pavilion members to christen the blade.
Moreover, these people were clearly not good people at first glance. Killing them probably wouldn’t get him criticized for being cruel.
“Whoosh!”
“Whoosh!”
In an instant, several Truth-Seeking Realm experts killed their way over first.
Though the aura they emanated couldn’t compare to peak level, it still carried tremendous oppressive force!
“Buzz buzz buzz!”
Space began to tremble under the interference of their power.
Jun Changxiao’s heart panicked a bit. If unfortunately some reader surnamed Duo’s words came true and the fourth-generation Difficult-to-Sheathe Blade couldn’t withstand the Truth-Seeking Realm, he might… No worries, there was still the Escape Talisman from the gift package. If the situation went wrong, he could immediately flee!
Before even fighting, he’d already planned his escape route.
“Heavenly Demon One Finger!”
“Spirit Light Flash!”
“Great Demon Formless Technique!”
“Whoosh whoosh!”
“Whoosh whoosh!”
Several Zangyue Pavilion experts hadn’t even arrived yet, but various long-range demon cultivation martial techniques already came calling. For a moment, the entire screen was filled with special effects, the torn space twisting!
“Roar!”
“Roar!”
Various powerful demon beasts extinct in the Upper Realm also pressed forward.
Three forces from sea, land, and air completely sealed off Jun Changxiao. If drawing the blade couldn’t handle this, he’d definitely be beaten to death.
“Better to preserve the green mountains than worry about lacking firewood!” the System blocked. “Hurry up and run!”
“I’ll take you up on that!”
Jun Changxiao stepped forward with one foot. Just as various gorgeous martial technique energies were about to press down, he activated the special ability of relying entirely on shouting for output and roared, “Bankai!”
“Clang—”
With super-hot BGM and the sound of drawing a blade, this beach suddenly erupted with powerful energy and rolled up billowing dust, forming a soaring tornado.
Several Truth-Seeking Realm experts all braked and stopped in their tracks, their eyes filled with disbelief!
From their perspective, they could see several strands of powerful energy formed by martial techniques all halted at the edge of the dust tornado, as if gripped by an invisible giant hand, unable to move an inch!
What’s happening?
The Zangyue Pavilion members arriving later were all dumbfounded.
So many powerful energies suddenly frozen in midair—this was simply too incredible!
“Roar!”
“Roar!”
The demon beasts and birds charging from the sky and forest let out low roars, their eyes gradually filled with wariness.
In terms of danger perception, beasts were stronger than humans.
“Boom!”
Suddenly, a heavy landing sound came from inside the rotating tornado. The billowing dust suddenly dispersed, and a huge scythe first appeared in their field of vision.
The scythe’s blade was very long, the edge flashing with sharp light. Because of its shape, it resembled a crescent moon. At the top of the slender handle, two blood-red ribbons fluttered in the wind.
“Gulp!”
The Zangyue Pavilion members all swallowed their saliva, but still couldn’t stop the chill rising within them.
The scythe’s form wasn’t scary. What was scary was that the entire blade emanated an extremely dense and intense aura of death!
“Tap!”
Jun Changxiao grabbed the scythe handle with one hand and slowly raised his head. From within the black robe he’d put on at some unknown time, a cold, stern face gradually emerged, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, sketching an evil smile.
Wearing a black robe, holding a scythe.
He looked exactly like a death god walking out from hell!
“Whoosh!”
Jun Changxiao shouldered the scythe on his shoulder, covered his face with his left hand, and let out a strange, sinister laugh. “Kekeke, are you prepared to descend into hell!”
Bang! Bang! Bang!
【Difficult-to-Sheathe Blade, Fourth Form】—two lines of vigorous, powerful large characters instantly occupied the entire screen, accompanied by震动 vibration effects.
Several Truth-Seeking Realm experts retreated in shock, one after another.
The moment Jun Changxiao shouldered the scythe and seemed to transform into a death god, they finally felt the crisis of death!
Various special demon beasts had the premonition first. At this moment, they all turned and ran back, the fear in their eyes growing increasingly intense.
This isn’t human!
This is a monster, this is a demon!
“Whoosh!”
Jun Changxiao flicked his hand. The huge scythe cut through the void, cold and merciless blade light flying toward the depths of the forest, sweeping from one side in an arc. The space along its path was ruthlessly severed, presenting a deep, long fissure.
“Stomp stomp stomp!”
The demon beasts fleeing in this direction all stopped in their tracks, looking at the space fissure blocking their path ahead, their eyes bulging in shock!
“Whoosh!”
“Whoosh!”
Jun Changxiao swung the scythe three more times in the void. Streams of light instantly severed three positions, connecting with the previous space fissure to form a four-sided, four-cornered area, trapping all the Zangyue Pavilion members and demon beasts within.
Secret technique:
Space Cage!
“Hm?”
Sitting by the seaside, having spent over half a month reminiscing about a bowl of fried rice, Liu Sinan raised his head and looked toward the boundless ocean, surprised. “That energy fluctuation just now seemed to be… space force?”
He and Jun Changxiao were separated by a very great distance. That he could sense the space tremor was because he himself possessed a Space Spirit.
“I’ll go take a look.”
Liu Sinan shouldered the stone coffin and flew toward the deep sea.
The space energy fluctuations kept coming, accurately guiding his direction. He shouldn’t get lost.
…
Lingyin Island.
From a bird’s-eye view, one could clearly see the four-sided, four-cornered space fissures. The image was extremely shocking.
Inside the cage truly resembled hell, because the death aura was too dense!
The various demon beasts stopped at the edge of the forest space fissure, their bodies trembling violently in fright. Even the birds were so scared they landed on the ground.
The Zangyue Pavilion members’ faces had long turned green with fear.
With a casual wave, space was severed.
Could the scythe in that guy’s hand possibly be… a divine artifact?!
“Step!”
Jun Changxiao walked forward and stopped before the nearest Truth-Seeking Realm expert, his voice cold and sinister. “Where is the Demon Ancestor?”
“…”
The closer the huge scythe came, the stronger the death aura from hell seemed, pressing down until his hands and legs trembled, until his scalp felt like it would explode.
“No… no… cannot divulge!”
Though this Truth-Seeking Realm expert was being firmly suppressed, he still maintained his resolve and wouldn’t betray his faith out of fear.
“Then you.”
“Can go die.”
Jun Changxiao raised the scythe, the crescent-shaped blade resting against his neck, coldly pronouncing his death sentence.
“Slash—”
The head flew off, blood spraying.
As the corpse fell, Jun Changxiao approached another Zangyue Pavilion expert and spoke the same words. “Where is the Demon Ancestor?”
His eyes and words conveyed no emotion whatsoever, just like a true death god walking out from hell.
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