89: Chapter 89: Ambushed While Leaving Danger, the Demon-Slaying General Displays His Brilliance

Ye Qing had obtained the "star soul spirit-calming fruit" and dared not linger in the "Black Nightmare Hills," so he quietly retraced his steps.

His form was like lightning, weaving through the black fog and strange rocks, pushing his "Void Step" and concealment Divine Ability to the limit, striving to leave this place of trouble as quickly as possible.

However, things did not go as planned.

Just as he was about to fly out of the range of the Black Nightmare Hills, above a relatively open patch of rocky beach ahead, three tyrannical auras of Demonic Qi, as if they had been waiting for a long time, suddenly rose from three directions, faintly sealing off his path forward, to the left, and to the right!

It was precisely those three Yao Race generals from before—the Young Master, the Stone-Armored Demon Bull, and the Phantom Poison Scorpion!

At this moment, the faces of the three Yao Race generals were all as gloomy as water. Especially the Young Master, whose dark golden pupils burned with cold fury, locking onto Ye Qing as if he wanted to swallow him alive.

"So it was you!" The Young Master's voice was icy and piercing, carrying suppressed rage. "A mere Early Stage Golden Core Cultivator dares to use concealment and breath-holding techniques in front of this Young Lord to steal the holy fruit? Who gave you the guts!"

Clearly, after they left, they had not truly gone far but had ambushed the outer perimeter of the hills. Using some secret technique or that "Dark Shadow Mark," they sensed the anomaly inside the fissure, discovered the "star soul spirit-calming fruit" had been stolen, immediately turned back, and calculated Ye Qing's likely retreat route to intercept him here.

Ye Qing stopped, standing in mid-air, facing the three aggressive high-level Yao Race generals. His expression was calm, even carrying a faint trace of mockery.

"This seat was just passing by and saw ownerless spiritual plants, so I took them. Is there something wrong with that? It is you few feathered beasts who were guarding an unripe fruit and fighting to the death; aren't you ashamed?"

He deliberately suppressed his cultivation to the Early Stage Golden Core, his tone relaxed, as if he hadn't put the other party in his eyes at all.

"Arrogant!" The Stone-Armored Demon Bull general was furious, roaring in a muffled voice, "Young Lord, why waste words with him! Let me tear him apart and take back the holy fruit!"

"Be careful, this person's concealment methods are extremely high; even I didn't notice him before. I fear he has some tricks." The Phantom Poison Scorpion female Yao flashed a look of wariness in her eyes and whispered a reminder, the scorpion tail hook behind her slightly raised, flickering with a ghostly green cold light.

The Young Master took a deep breath, suppressing his anger, but his eyes grew even colder: "No matter who you are, hand over the holy fruit and commit suicide to apologize, and this Young Lord might leave your corpse intact. Otherwise, I will make your Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, never to be reincarnated!"

"Just by relying on you?" Ye Qing chuckled and shook his head, as if he had heard some joke.

These words were extremely sharp, instantly igniting the fury of the three Yao Race generals.

"Looking for death!"

"Kill him!"

The Stone-Armored Demon Bull general could no longer hold back, roaring wildly. The blue-gray Demonic Qi around his body surged, his physique suddenly expanding a circle like a moving small mountain. Waving fists the size of bowls, wrapped in terrifying, mountain-crushing, stone-splitting power, he punched at Ye Qing from a distance! Where the fist wind passed, the air exploded, and the rocky beach below was plowed into a deep gully.

This punch was enough to easily kill an ordinary Early Stage Golden Core Cultivator.

At the same time, the Phantom Poison Scorpion female Yao's thin wings vibrated rapidly, her figure instantly becoming blurry, turning into dozens of indistinguishable afterimages. She surrounded Ye Qing from all directions, each afterimage waving a poison sting, spraying sweet-smelling ink-green poison mist. Wherever the poison mist passed, even the air made "hissing" corrosive sounds, and it also had the strange effect of disturbing Divine Sense and creating illusions.

Facing the frontal brute force attack and the illusionary poison pincer attack, Ye Qing didn't move an inch.

He just raised his right hand, spread his five fingers, and pressed vaguely against the terrifying incoming fist force.

"Suppress."

A plain word.

A formless, quality-less, yet seemingly capable of solidifying a piece of heaven and earth, a majestic power suddenly descended.

The Stone-Armored Demon Bull general's punch, which was enough to split mountains and crack stones, hit an invisible, indestructible wall of sighs. It came to a crashing halt ten zhang away from Ye Qing, and all its power was like mud entering the sea, dissipating into nothingness.

The ferocious grin on the general's face froze, turning into astonishment.

Before he could react, Ye Qing's pressed palm gently flipped.

"Crush."

That formless power that had solidified the fist force instantly turned into an even more terrifying gravitational field, covering the Stone-Armored Demon Bull general in reverse.

The general felt his whole body sink, as if pressed by several large mountains. His Demonic Qi circulation became sluggish, his movements instantly became incomparably slow, and his face showed horror.

"Die."

Ye Qing flicked his finger.

A tiny, imperceptible bit of Chaos starlight, as if crossing space, arrived first despite being launched later, and sank into the center of the Stone-Armored Demon Bull general's angry brow.

"Chi."

A soft sound.

The general's massive body shook violently, a thumb-sized hole appearing between his brows, with Chaos star flames quietly burning at the edges. The brilliance in his eyes quickly dissipated—astonishment, fear, disbelief—finally turning into dead silence.

"Thump."

Like pushing a golden mountain and toppling a jade pillar, the Stone-Armored Demon Bull general's corpse fell heavily to the ground, causing rocks to fly, his aura completely gone.

A peak Middle Stage Third-Tier Yao Race general, killed in one strike.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye.

From the Stone-Armored Demon Bull's attack to his death, it was only two breaths.

The Clones and poison mist created by the Phantom Poison Scorpion female Yao around him hadn't even fully closed in yet.

"What?!" The Phantom Poison Scorpion female Yao was terrified, all her Clones' movements stalling simultaneously, her eyes filled with unbelievable horror. She hadn't even seen how the other party attacked!

"Careful! This person hid his cultivation!" The Young Master's pupils shrank, and he shouted sternly. At the same time, his figure retreated rapidly, his hands quickly forming seals. A dark golden radiance flourished on his body surface, and layers of dense, light armor seemingly made of dark golden feathers instantly covered his whole body. Even a pair of dark golden energy wings unfolded behind his back, emitting powerful spatial fluctuations.

He reacted extremely quickly, realizing he had kicked an iron plate; this person before him was definitely not as simple as an Early Stage Golden Core! His methods were so strange, and their power was far beyond imagination!

Ye Qing didn't even look at the panicked, retreating Young Master, his gaze sweeping lightly over the Clones of the Phantom Poison Scorpion.

"Flashy and useless."

He pointed his fingers like a sword, and with a seemingly casual stroke towards a certain point in the Void Realm.

"Void Realm, crack."

A space crack, as thin as a hair and nearly transparent, silently spread in the Void Realm where his sword finger pointed.

Where the crack passed, those Clones of the Phantom Poison Scorpion shattered and dissipated like bubbles one after another.

And in the center where all the Clones dissipated, a slightly disheveled, charming figure was forced to reveal her true form—it was the true body of the Phantom Poison Scorpion female Yao! The blood drained from her face, and her eyes were filled with fear, because that space crack was, without deviation, spreading towards her neck, moving at an incredibly fast speed!

"No—!" She screamed, her thin wings vibrating frantically behind her, and the scorpion tail poison hook glowed brightly, attempting to block and dodge.

However, the space crack ignored the poison hook's defense, as if not existing on the same plane, and gently swept across her slender neck.

No blood sprayed.

The female Yao's figure suddenly stiffened, the terrified expression on her face frozen.

The next moment, her head slowly separated from her body, the cut smooth as a mirror, as if it had been directly "cut" open by the sharpest space power, and even her Divine Soul was annihilated in that instant.

The headless corpse fell softly to the ground, revealing its original form: a ferocious black poison scorpion over a zhang long.

Another Middle Stage Third-Tier Yao Race general, dead.

From Ye Qing's attack to slaying two Middle Stage Golden Core Yao Race generals in a row, it was only four breaths.

In the field, only the Young Master, who was retreating in panic and facing a great enemy, remained.

At this moment, the pride and coldness on this Yao Race "Young Lord" were gone, leaving only boundless shock, wariness, and a trace of fear that could not be concealed!

Too fast! Too strong!

Two subordinates with not-weak strength were like chickens and dogs before him, unable to withstand a single blow! What kind of strength is this?

"You... who exactly are you?!" The Young Master's voice was dry, staring fixedly at Ye Qing. The dark golden light armor and energy wings flowed with light, pushing his defense to the limit, and an dark golden jade pendant carved with complex Yao patterns was held in his hand, seemingly some kind of life-saving object.

"A dying Yao, why ask so much." Ye Qing's tone remained plain, as if he had just swatted two annoying flies. He slowly raised his right hand, Chaos Dan Yuan gathering in his palm. A light silver sword, completely condensed from Chaos star essence and Void Realm power, about three feet long, with restrained brilliance, slowly took shape.

The moment the sword took shape, a terrifying Sword Intent that could extinguish stars and break open the Void Realm soared into the sky, dispersing much of the surrounding black fog.

The Young Master's expression changed drastically, and he crushed the dark golden jade pendant in his hand without hesitation!

"Hum!"

The jade pendant shattered, and a condensed dark golden beam of light shot into the sky, turning into an even thicker oval light shield with ancient Yao patterns flowing on its surface, firmly protecting him within. The aura emitted by the light shield was obscure and powerful; it was clearly a life-saving trump card given by his elders.

At the same time, the dark golden energy wings behind him flapped violently, his figure turning into a dark golden stream of light, actually fleeing without a fight, fleeing desperately towards the depths of the Dragonfall Abyss! The speed was far beyond that of an ordinary Late Stage Golden Core Cultivator.

"Want to leave now? Too late."

Ye Qing's eyes were slightly cold, and the light silver sword in his hand vibrated gently.

"sword, Star River Slash."

The sword left his hand, not pursuing, but hovering in mid-air, its tip pointing far at the fleeing dark golden stream of light.

The next moment, the sword's light flourished, and a light silver sword aura, condensed to the extreme and seemingly composed of countless miniature stars, extended from the sword tip. Initially only three feet long, in the blink of an eye, it swelled to a hundred zhang, a thousand zhang! It traversed the long sky like a real, brilliant star river descending into the world!

The Star River sword aura ignored distance, arriving first despite being launched later, instantly catching up to the dark golden light stream that had already fled several miles away, and simply slashed down at that thick dark golden light shield.

There was no earth-shattering collision sound.

Only a slight "crack" sound, as if glass had shattered.

That life-saving light shield, which could withstand a blow from a Perfection Golden Core, was like paper before the Star River sword aura, being smoothly split in two, instantly shattering and dissipating.

The Young Master inside the light shield, terror and disbelief still lingering on his face, was gently swept across his body by the remaining momentum of the Star River sword aura.

"Chi."

The dark golden light stream suddenly stalled, revealing the Young Master's figure.

He looked down at the hair-thin, yet front-to-back piercing, light silver sword mark on his chest, opened his mouth as if to say something, but could not make any sound.

Within the sword mark, Chaos star flames quietly ignited.

The next moment, his body, along with his Divine Soul, turned into fly ash in the Chaos star flames without a sound, scattering with the wind, leaving only a few items that had lost their spiritual light (Storage Pouch, a dark golden identity token, several protective Magical Artifacts) falling.

A Late Stage Third-Tier Yao Race "Young Lord" had fallen.

The Star River sword aura slowly dissipated, and that light silver sword also turned into points of starlight, returning to Ye Qing's body.

From encountering the ambush to the total annihilation of the three Yao Race generals, it took less than ten breaths.

Ye Qing stood in mid-air, his green robes fluttering slightly, his breath steady, as if he had only done a trivial thing.

Raising his hand, he summoned the corpses of the Stone-Armored Demon Bull and the Phantom Poison Scorpion, their Yao Cores, Materials, as well as the Storage Pouch, token, and Magical Artifacts left by the Young Master, all into the Cave Heaven World.

He quickly cleaned up the battlefield, erasing obvious signs of combat and his own aura.

Only then did he stop lingering, his figure flickering as he turned into a light and rapidly moved away from this area in the predetermined direction.

Inside his body, the Cave Heaven World sent back a wave of satisfaction, quickly digesting the "nutrients" of the three newly obtained high-level Yao Race generals, feeding back even purer and more vast Power of the Primordial World.

His Late Stage Golden Core cultivation, under the feedback of such high-quality energy, became increasingly stable and accumulated towards a higher level.

"The Yao Race 'Young Lord'... it seems his status is not low. Having killed the small one, I fear it will attract the old one. This place is not suitable for staying long. I need to leave the range of the Dragonfall Abyss as soon as possible, find a place to go into seclusion, digest what I have gained, and make further plans."

Ye Qing pondered, his speed increasing by another three points.