Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 330 Brother Ye, I have avenged you!
For a moment, everyone was stunned.

Cheng Xian and the other immortals from the Xuanling Realm were astonished that someone could be killed like this, while the Sword Pavilion was simply astonished that Ye Xingfeng could be killed.

Ye Guyue's beautiful eyes widened in an instant.

'impossible! ’

Although Ye Xingfeng is only in the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment and has not yet reached perfection, he possesses a sword pellet of extremely high quality, and his true combat strength is definitely not weak in the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment.

How could Cheng Xian have been so severely injured in one move, leading to his downfall?

This is not reasonable.

Thinking of this, Ye Guyue suddenly turned her gaze and stared intently at Lü Yang, whose face was filled with grief: "...It was you who did this! How dare you harm my Sword Pavilion True Person?"

"Fellow Daoist, please don't speak recklessly."

Lü Yang sighed deeply, his face filled with unconcealed grief: "Brother Ye and I hit it off immediately, and we had no prior grudges. Why would I want to harm him?"

Lu Yang thought that these words would be enough to shut Ye Guyue up.

However, he underestimated the limits of the Sword Pavilion Master's abilities. Upon hearing this, Ye Guyue revealed a righteous and indignant expression and said without hesitation:

"Of course it's because we want you dead!"

"You must have seen through Xing Feng and my thoughts, so you deliberately set a trap to harm him! You ungrateful rogue cultivator, you truly are a demon from Jiangbei!"

Upon hearing this, Lü Yang stared intently at Ye Guyue, only to find her expression calm and composed, showing no sign of feeling that what she had said was wrong. Instead, she became even more certain: "If you were to die, you would be reincarnated and have the opportunity to enter my Sword Pavilion in the future. I never imagined you would be so vicious!"

"I don't know what to do!"

At this thought, Ye Guyue's gaze towards Lü Yang revealed murderous intent, while Lü Yang, seeing this, put on an even more aggrieved expression:

"Fellow Daoist Ye, I am also heartbroken by your death."

He sighed and said, "But with a formidable enemy at hand, we must first unite and work together to fight them. We can't afford to lose sight of the bigger picture for the sake of a small matter, can we?"

"Hum!"

Ye Guyue was no fool after all. She knew that it was impossible for them to really fight amongst themselves in the midst of battle, but she was unwilling to join forces with Lü Yang. Instead, she distanced herself from him.

Seeing this, Lü Yang felt even more aggrieved and couldn't help but sigh, thinking to himself:

'It's a pity we can't take advantage of the chaos to kill a second one.'

— Ye Guyue's guess was correct.

Yes, it was him who did it.

Cheng Xian's full-force attack alone could not possibly kill Ye Xingfeng. Even if Ye Xingfeng was caught off guard, he could not be seriously injured in one move.

However, things are different when Lü Yang is added.

'【Sea of ​​Sorrow】allows me to transform into a sea of ​​qi, its gathering and dispersing unpredictably, impervious to divine harm. Simultaneously, the smoke-like vapor formed from my physical body can obscure people's consciousness!'

Ye Xingfeng was severely injured by Cheng Xian because his consciousness was clouded by the [Sea of ​​Sorrow], and he did not realize Cheng Xian's attack until he was hit. By then it was too late, and he died without being able to use any of his supernatural powers.

'So you hunted me down overseas in your past life!'

Lu Yang suppressed his grief, a cold smile playing on his lips as he withdrew his gaze from Ye Guyue's graceful figure. He was never in a hurry to take revenge.

There is ample time!

With this thought in mind, Lü Yang looked in Cheng Xian's direction again, only to see that the immortal was calm and composed. After all, it didn't really matter to him who died.

The important thing is that someone died.

'At least one major enemy is gone, which makes things a bit easier for me.'

Chengxian pondered for a moment, glanced at Lü Yang again, and then decisively retreated, no longer confronting him head-on, but instead charging towards Yu Shao.

Pick the softest persimmons first!
'This man is incredibly powerful and unpredictable; I can't subdue him or retrieve the [Shenjin] anytime soon. Rather than wasting time, I should focus on achieving my goal first.'

Chengxian's thinking was clear, but how could Lü Yang give him the chance? His body exploded with a bang, turning into a sea of ​​smoke that filled the sky. Clouds rose from the smoke, swallowing Chengxian whole, and then manifested a series of illusions, all of which stirred up Chengxian's distracting thoughts.

"[Ming]! [Qing]! [Awakening]!"

Chengxian stood amidst the sea of ​​smoke, constantly uttering mantras, his lips flowing with heavenly light and raging fire, burning all the surrounding illusions of the sea of ​​smoke into nothingness.

If he were still in his prime, he wouldn't mind fighting Lü Yang.

However, his magical power was greatly depleted at this moment. If he could not win quickly, he would die instantly before the injuries he had previously healed returned. Lü Yang also realized this.

So his tactics were very simple, just one word: stall!

'The combination of [Sea of ​​Sorrow] and [Marrow of a Thousand Flowers], while lacking substantial offensive capabilities, is unparalleled in its ability to bewitch and entangle the mind in combat!'

Moreover, as time went by, Lü Yang's mastery of the [Sea of ​​Sorrow] deepened. Even though Cheng Xian kept burning the sea of ​​smoke formed by his supernatural powers with his mantras, the wonder of the [Sea of ​​Sorrow] lay in this: everything was born from the mind. As long as Cheng Xian could not guard his mind and was swayed by the illusion, he could not escape its power.

The many thoughts that arise from him will become nourishment for the "Sea of ​​Sorrow".

For every person burned and killed here, just as many more will be born there!
As a result, Chengxian's own magical power was constantly being worn down, and his mind was on the verge of collapse, while Lü Yang reaped the benefits without suffering any loss from beginning to end.

'And I haven't even assumed the position of Grand Master yet!'

At this point, he had already gathered four divine abilities. If he could draw upon the power from the Myriad Spirits Banner to grant the two Great Void Divine Abilities their due status, he could achieve his goal.

He'll be in the late Foundation Establishment stage in no time!

Although the duration is short and there will be a backlash afterward, it is still a combat power at the level of a Great True Person, and it is enough to secure victory when brought out at a critical moment.

'No rush, it would be a waste to use it now.'

Lu Yang was well aware of how deceptive he was now. Who would have thought that a rogue cultivator who hadn't even reached the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment could suddenly become a Great True Person?

However, while he remained calm and composed, Chengxian was unable to hold on any longer.

'If this continues, I will surely die!'

Amidst the thick sea of ​​smoke, Chengxian's expression turned solemn. Cracks gradually appeared on his once-perfect body, indicating that the injuries that had been healed were returning.

At this moment, the life-or-death crisis finally overwhelmed the inexplicable obsession in his heart.

'Should we... retreat?'

'Why should I continue fighting? I have a bright future in the [Mystic Spirit Realm], and staying here to fight to the death is simply not worth it.'

Upon realizing this, Chengxian immediately felt the urge to resign.

But would Lü Yang give him that chance? In fact, the intention to retreat that Cheng Xian showed at this moment was something Lü Yang had forcibly provoked with the [Sea of ​​Sorrow]!

"Boom!"

In an instant, a golden light burst forth from the sea of ​​smoke, hidden within the smoke and difficult to detect, silently arriving behind Chengxian.

Then came a deafening roar. Chengxian's body didn't even have time to turn around. Just like Ye Xingfeng before his death, by the time he reacted, Lü Yang's knife had already pierced through. The boiling sword energy, like a raging fire, pierced through his flesh and then quickly spread to his limbs and bones.

【Yuan Tu Treasure Talisman】!
Being part of the Sword Pavilion faction, Lü Yang naturally couldn't use the Holy Sect's techniques, so he could only bring out all the sword energy talismans he had previously crafted on his own.

Then he stuffed it into Chengxian's body in one go.

No, don't.

Before Chengxian could finish speaking, thousands of sword energies erupted, instantly turning him into a sieve.

To make matters worse, due to the severe injury he suffered again, Chengxian's supernatural powers became unstable, and all the injuries he had previously healed returned at this moment.

This return immediately exceeded his limits.

"Kacha!"

With a loud bang, Chengxian's body split open and turned into countless fragments, which were then swept up by Lü Yang with the Myriad Spirits Banner and collected into the banner.

At the same time, he didn't forget to shout, "Brother Ye, I've avenged you!"

With Chengxian's death, the already wavering group of immortals and humans in the Xuanling Realm became even more terrified.

And just then.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the clouds and fog dispersed.

The bluish-white color in the sky finally dissipated, revealing the figure of Ye Guangji, the Demon-Slaying Immortal, with the [Unkilling] Sword already back in its sheath.

His expression remained melancholy, and his sighs were filled with sorrow.

However, contrary to his appearance, blood dripped down his face, and in his hand he was holding the heads of Minghua Celestial Immortal and three Earth Immortals!
(End of this chapter)