331: Demons and monsters entered the city, Qian Wuguang's shame and indignation

At the west gate of Xinglong City, two elderly men entered the city with expressionless Faces; both of them emitted the pressure of the third level of the Dao Severing Realm.

These two came from the Demonic Path's Yi Pin Tang.

They were originally unwilling to enter Heavenly Star Province; after all, here, the Dao Severing Realm was not the highest level of combat power!

But they had no choice but to come because the Soul Chaos Secret Realm had actually failed.

In their hearts, they cursed the Ancient Pavilion countless times, and they had even wasted a drop of Supreme Resentful Demon Blood!

Ji Wuchang was a Clone their master had set his sights on; the stronger he became, the more he piqued their master's interest.

Therefore, no matter what, they had to bring Ji Wuchang back.

Originally, they were supposed to stay by their master's side to help him awaken as soon as possible, but now they had no choice but to take action.

Shortly after the two entered the city, a figure entered Xinglong City; it was a woman who looked frail and weak.

She had a new name, Jia Yi, two characters that weighed so heavily they made hundreds of assassins from the Ancient Pavilion unable to lift their heads.

Her cultivation was at the eighth level of the Six Gods Realm, but she had Cultivated a secret technique that could suppress her cultivation by an entire major Realm.

This secret technique was extremely terrifying; even a supreme realm powerhouse would not discover it unless they specifically checked.

In Jia Yi's eyes, there seemed to be infinite tenderness.

But with her hands, she had already slain hundreds of people.

Walking down the street, Jia Yi looked at the wall not far away where the numbers two, three, six, seven, and eight were carved, and she understood in her heart.

She hadn't expected the top three of the Jia-rank to all come out this time; it truly was a rare experience.

Shortly after Jia Yi entered the city, another figure slowly walked in; he was Jiang Shifei, or more precisely, the Purple Flame Venerable!

Not long after Ji Wuchang and Yu Ling left his Secret Realm that day, the Purple Flame Venerable broke free; now, he had recovered his cultivation to the first level of the Dao Severing Realm.

A flash of killing intent crossed the Purple Flame Venerable's eyes as he looked at the familiar Xinglong City with a complex expression.

He now had another new identity: the Jiang Family's Old Ancestor.

He came here to do two things: first, to settle a score with an enemy—his fall back then was due to this person's deception.

The other thing was to kill a person named Ji Wuchang, who had killed many members of the Jiang Family.

Since he had occupied Jiang Shifei's body, he naturally had to do some things for the Jiang Family.

Just as the Purple Flame Venerable entered Xinglong City, a middle-aged man slowly entered the city as well.

The middle-aged man's Face was full of fatigue, but his eyes remained extremely bright.

"I never thought the Master would have the heart to throw the Young Lord into such a remote place back then; it really is a bit too secluded!"

The middle-aged man spoke calmly, a terrifying pressure surfacing from his body.

Not long after the middle-aged man entered the city, a lame old man appeared, a tattered wood-chopping knife tucked into his waist.

Looking at Xinglong City before him, a trace of a smile appeared on the old man's lips.

"This is Xinglong City in Heavenly Star Province. If I travel for a few more days, I can reach Bo Yun State!"

"I hope the Young Miss's Bloodline is still alive; otherwise, the Young Miss will find it hard to remove the Heart Demon in this lifetime!"

After the old man finished speaking, a look of worry appeared in his eyes, and then he shook his head with a bitter smile.

He himself hadn't expected that he would come to such a remote place in this lifetime!

Inside Xinglong City, all sorts of monsters and demons were flooding in, making the already bustling city even more prosperous.

People from the Heavenly Star Sect, Nine Stars Sect, Tianxian Sect, and other Sects also entered Xinglong City; after all, many people stand out during every Academy Dao Discussion.

Once these people enter a Sect, they all show outstanding performance.

Therefore, for these Sects, this was an opportunity to scout for talent from various academies that could not be missed!

At this moment, in a courtyard, a young man was fighting with an old man.

The man's body was like a ghost, holding a small sword in each hand; every thrust aimed at the old man's throat and heart with exceptional ruthlessness.

The old man's body swayed repeatedly, but that small sword seemed to be growing right outside his throat.

The chilling Sword Qi made the old man's hair stand on end.

"Kid, don't push people too far!"

The old man roared, and five figures walked out of his body one after another, attacking the young man.

This old man was actually a Six Gods Realm powerhouse, and at this moment, he directly manifested his five soul splits.

But lightning surged beneath the young man's feet, and his body instantly vanished.

Just then, the young man gave a light shout, raised the long sword in his hand, and slashed down.

A sword light surged with the wind, directly slicing one of the old man's soul splits in half, which then dissipated into green smoke.

"Alright, Wuchang, stop now!"

Just then, a voice rang out, and the small sword that the young man had raised instantly vanished; his body flickered, and he retreated to the side.

The old man's Face turned pale, and the four remaining figures entered his body one after another.

This old man was precisely Qian Wuguang, and the person fighting him was Ji Wuchang.

The Old Academy Head said that Ji Wuchang's combat power was even higher than Jiang Yuanxiong's, but Qian Wuguang didn't believe it at all, saying they were conspiring to deceive him.

So, the Old Academy Head let Qian Wuguang take action personally and exchange blows with Ji Wuchang to let him feel it for himself.

They had barely exchanged ten moves when Ji Wuchang had already destroyed one of his soul splits.

Qian Wuguang's Face was deathly pale, and he looked at Ji Wuchang as if he had seen a ghost.

He was a dignified powerhouse at the first level of the Six Gods Realm, while the opponent was only at the second level of the Soul Splitting Realm; there was almost an entire major Realm's difference between them.

Even though he was old, his pressure was still there!

Ordinary people at the second or third level of the Soul Splitting Realm wouldn't even dare to fight him once they felt his pressure.

But today, he had lost miserably!

This left Qian Wuguang in a daze, feeling as if he were in a dream.

But on his throat, he still felt a bone-chilling cold; from the start of the fight, the opponent's small sword had never left his throat!

If the Old Academy Head hadn't called a halt in time, his several soul splits would probably have been destroyed by the opponent within a few moves.

Qian Wuguang's Face turned blue and then white; he had just been bragging about his unique insight, but then he immediately shot himself in the foot—it was truly embarrassing.

"Hahaha..."

The Old Academy Head laughed heartily, his laughter exceptionally delighted!

Qian Wuguang really couldn't save Face, so he ran straight back to his room and slammed the door shut.

Qian Wuguang loved to be flattered by others; he had had this problem since he was young and still hadn't changed.

Having just been set up by the Academy Head and taught a harsh lesson, he would probably be depressed for quite a while!

Ji Wuchang felt quite embarrassed; he had actually held back just now, otherwise, the small sword in his hand would have already slit the other's throat.

However, this Qian Wuguang was still quite interesting!

Qian Wuguang eventually came out, but his gaze toward the Old Academy Head was somewhat unfriendly.

He was almost dying, yet this old fellow still didn't give him any Face, making him lose Face in front of a junior.

At the thought of this, he wished he could slap himself twice.

It was all this mouth's fault!