101: Fierce Battle with Demonic Heaven Sect

When the Azure Profound Sect Disciples waited in the valley on the south side, their hearts were pounding.

Shi Wanshan and Li Xuanfeng had been gone for nearly an hour, and the roars of Yao Beasts occasionally came from the Spiritual Mist, making everyone fear that something had happened to them.

It wasn't until they saw the two return that everyone's suspended hearts finally settled.

Shen Jinghong was the first to greet them, her gaze sweeping over them. Seeing that they were not injured, she couldn't help but ask, "Senior Brother, where did you go just now? Why were you gone for so long?"

Li Xuanfeng coughed dryly upon hearing this, avoiding Shen Jinghong's gaze.

"N-Nowhere, just went out to check the terrain, afraid we'd get lost if we encountered a fork in the road later."

As he spoke, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curve slightly upward. The experience of "raiding homes" with Martial Uncle Shi just now was much more exciting than simply scouting.

Shen Jinghong looked at his relaxed brows; how could she believe him?

But she didn't press further, just smiled and nodded, "It's good that you're back. Everyone was very worried when you were gone for so long."

Seeing this, Shi Wanshan seized the opportunity to change the subject, "Alright, since everyone is here, let's head deeper into the valley. The Spiritual Qi there is denser, and there might be more treasures."

As time passed, the atmosphere in the Secret Realm grew increasingly lively.

Disciples from various forces spread out to explore different areas. Some fought fiercely over a thousand-year-old Spiritual Ginseng, ultimately suffering mutual losses, allowing other passing Cultivators to reap the benefits.

Others stumbled into Yao Beast lairs, and with tacit cooperation, they slew the Yao Beasts and seized their Beast Cores.

More people cautiously collected Spirit Medicine and minerals, their Storage Pouches gradually bulging.

Meanwhile, Xiao Ruobai and Fang Hanyu followed the Spiritual QiVeins deeper into the Secret Realm, heading towards its core.

They arrived near a misty canyon.

"The Spiritual Qi ahead is so dense!"

Fang Hanyu suddenly stopped, pointing at a huge rock beside the canyon.

Atop the giant rock, a translucent flower bloomed. Its petals shimmered with a faint glow, sometimes disappearing into the Spiritual Mist, sometimes clearly appearing. It was none other than the top-tier Spirit Medicine, the "Spirit-Nourishing Flower."

Xiao Ruobai's eyes lit up, "It's a Spirit-Nourishing Flower, a King-grade Spiritual Plant! If refined into a pill, it would greatly benefit King Realm Cultivators in breaking through their Realm."

Just as the two were about to step forward to pick it, heavy footsteps suddenly came from behind them.

Turning around, they saw the Demon Heaven Sect Sect Master, Moluo, leading five Elders and more than ten Disciples, walking towards them.

Moluo was wreathed in black Devilish Qi, and his gaze fell upon the Spirit-Nourishing Flower, his eyes instantly turning greedy: "Good stuff! I didn't expect it to be hidden in this wretched place."

He scanned Xiao Ruobai and Fang Hanyu. Seeing their ordinary attire and their auras only at the level of ordinary Cultivators, he frowned.

"Where did these rogue Cultivators come from? This Spirit-Nourishing Flower is not something you can touch. Get lost quickly, lest I act and not even leave you a complete corpse."

Fang Hanyu's eyes turned cold: "Treasures in the Secret Realm are first come, first served. Why should we give them to you?"

Xiao Ruobai quietly circulated his Spiritual Power. He could feel that although Moluo's Devilish Qi was dense, it was restricted by the Secret Realm, only allowing him to exert Purple Mansion Realm Cultivation at most, which was not a concern.

Moluo hadn't expected two "rogue Cultivators" to dare to retort. His face darkened, and he raised his chin towards a bearded Elder beside him.

"Kill them. Be careful not to let their blood splash on the Spiritual Plant."

The Elder responded and stepped forward, black Devilish Qi coalescing into sharp claws in his palm, rushing straight at Xiao Ruobai with a sharp whistling sound.

"You brash youngster, today I'll let you taste the might of the Demon Heaven Sect!"

He thought this strike could easily tear the two apart, but just as he rushed halfway, Fang Hanyu suddenly moved.

He took out the Flowing Frost Sword from his Storage Ring, and the faint green sword light was as fast as a bolt of lightning. Everyone only felt a flash of cold light before their eyes.

Before they could even see the trajectory of the sword move, they heard a "puchi" sound, and the bearded Elder's head had already rolled to the ground, blood gushing from the severed neck, splashing everywhere.

The entire scene instantly fell silent.

The Demon Heaven Sect Disciples' eyes widened, forgetting even to breathe. That was an Elder who had fought alongside the Sect Master for many years; how could he not even withstand a single sword strike from the opponent?

Moluo's face turned completely black. He gritted his teeth and roared in a low voice: "Good! Very good! You dare to kill my Demon Heaven Sect's people. Today, neither of you will leave alive!"

He waved his hand, signaling the remaining people: "Go! Tear them to shreds!"

The remaining four Elders and more than ten Disciples awoke from their stupor and successively unleashed their Magical Artifacts.

Some condensed Devilish Qi into Devilish Blades, some manipulated poisonous vines, and others threw poisoned darts, which came densely towards the two.

Xiao Ruobai reacted extremely quickly, taking out a long halberd and sweeping it out, severing all the incoming poisonous vines. At the same time, he stepped forward, the halberd tip piercing directly into the chest of a tall, thin Elder.

The Elder hastily condensed a shield of Devilish Qi, but the long halberd, carrying immense force, directly pierced through the shield and plunged fiercely into his heart.

Xiao Ruobai twisted his wrist, the long halberd churning the opponent's internal organs, then pulled it out. Blood splattered all over him, but it didn't cause his eyes to waver in the slightest.

Fang Hanyu, on the other hand, held the Flowing Frost Sword and moved among the Disciples. Each flash of his sword light brought forth a spray of blood.

His sword was both fast and accurate, each strike aimed at a vital point. The Demon Heaven Sect Disciples had no time to react, and in a blink of an eye, seven or eight of them had fallen.

"Who exactly are these two? How are they so strong?"

A fat Elder, while fending off Xiao Ruobai's long halberd, felt a growing panic in his heart.

He had roamed Xuan Province for many years and had never seen Cultivators with ordinary attire but formidable strength.

"What a bunch of trash!"

Moluo watched his subordinates suffer heavy losses, and he charged forward, only to be swept away by Xiao Ruobai's halberd, spitting out blood, clearly suffering serious injuries.

"Sect Master, they're not right! If we keep fighting, we'll be trapped here. Retreat quickly!"

Moluo also panicked, subconsciously wanting to mobilize deeper Devilish Qi within his body, but the power in his Dantian had just surged into his Meridians when it was firmly suppressed by an invisible rule.

No matter how he urged it, he could only exert Purple Mansion Realm Peak Cultivation, unable to muster even a fraction of additional strength.

He was both shocked and enraged. Now, with more than half of his subordinates lost, continuing to fight would only lead to complete annihilation.

"Retreat!"

He glanced at the two remaining Elders and a few Disciples beside him, gritted his teeth, and turned to flee.

The others also wanted to escape.

However, Xiao Ruobai and the other's speed was extremely fast. They directly caught up with the Disciples and slaughtered them all.

Xiao Ruobai was like a shadow, his long halberd tearing through the air, carrying a chilling killing intent as it stabbed directly at Moluo's back!

At this moment of life and death!

Moluo was terrified, feeling a chill down his spine. The shadow of death had never been so clear.

He fiercely bit the tip of his tongue, using the intense pain to forcefully stimulate his potential, and roared hoarsely: "Myriad Demonic Obstacles!"

A vast amount of Devilish Qi surged wildly from his body, instantly condensing into a thick but shaky black barrier in front of him, attempting to delay the fatal halberd strike.

"Crack!"

In just a breath, before the halberd tip even arrived, the fierce gust of wind had already covered the Devilish Qi barrier with cracks. It was about to completely shatter.

Moluo's eyes were about to split, knowing this was his last chance.

He fumbled in his embrace, pulling out three black jade talismans inscribed with strange runes. Without even looking, he almost violently shoved them into the hands of the two remaining Elders beside him, his voice sharp and distorted from extreme fear:

"Crush them! Quickly crush them!!!"