162: Kill Sakelen

The blood mist dissipated, and Sa Kailun stumbled backward, his fleshy wings hanging limply, his eyes filled with resentment.

"So that's it. You want to slay the Blood Race to gain the recognition of the world will and seize the opportunity to Breakthrough to the sixth realm?!" Sa Kailun said sharply.

"Cunning fellow!"

"You Blood Race invaders of the Canglan Realm deserve to become stepping stones for our Human Race!" Bai He said with a stern expression.

"Hahaha! A fine stepping stone indeed!" Sa Kailun laughed upon hearing this.

"What empty boasting. Since when has my Blood Race become a stepping stone for your Human Race?"

"On the contrary, you Humans are merely blood food for my Blood Race! The Canglan Realm will sooner or later be turned into a pasture for my Blood Race!"

Bai He glanced at Sa Kailun and said indifferently,

"Regardless of what happens in the future, you are going to die today."

After speaking, a sword Aura as deep as a mountain erupted from his body.

Sa Kailun felt as if a long sword spanning the heavens and earth was hanging over his head, leaving him nowhere to escape.

Although Bai He's killing intent made his back turn cold, he still feigned composure and said,

"Human, do you really dare to kill me? Are you not afraid of the retaliation of my Blood Race?!"

"I am killing you precisely!" Bai He's offensive did not diminish.

"How arrogant!" Sa Kailun raged, "Even if you dare, do you think you can kill me?"

Just as Sa Kailun finished speaking, several powerful Auras could be faintly felt from afar.

Although they were far away, that monstrous Aura was still startling.

"Blood Race experts..." Bai He frowned slightly.

He carefully sensed the Auras, then shook his head and muttered to himself, "Not the Blood Race... it is Demonic Cultivators."

"Hahaha, stunned, aren't you!" Sa Kailun laughed triumphantly.

"Human, even if you dare to harm my life, your Human Race experts dare not! Hahaha!"

...

Meanwhile, several figures in the sky had been closely observing the battle below.

Seeing Bai He heavily injure Sa Kailun with one sword strike, a glimmer of approval flashed in the eyes of the white-robed elder:

"The Bai family's sword heart is truly extraordinary. For this child to be able to counter the Blood Race at the Peak Nascent Soul stage, he will surely be a pillar of the Human Race in the future."

But before the praise could fade, a gloomy demonic howl suddenly tore through the air from the distant sky.

A black and red demonic shadow was seen holding a great halberd, speeding over while carrying monstrous Devilish Qi.

"Bloodshadow Demon Lord!" the purple-robed Cultivator said with a stern expression.

"This guy has already reached the Late Stage of Soul Transformation; his cultivation has not lagged over these years." A strong Battle Intent appeared on the Golden-Armored War God's face.

Seeing Sa Kailun near death, the Bloodshadow Demon Lord shook the Soul-Splitting Halberd in his hand, and a streak of light shot from the tip of the halberd toward Sa Kailun, intending to rescue him.

The expressions of the several Righteous Path experts in the sky suddenly tightened. The white-robed elder flicked his horsetail whisk, and his voice, like the decree of the Heavenly Dao, resonated across the four seas:

"Shameless Demonic Cultivators! You have actually colluded with the Blood Race, using Mortals as blood cauldrons, betraying the Human Race, betraying the Canglan Realm, and you still want to protect and save a demon here? Do you really think the Righteous Path has no one left?"

This angry rebuke was like thunder falling from the Nine Heavens, shaking the sea so that the waves churned and the blood mist dissipated completely.

The purple-robed Cultivator raised his long sword, and his Sword Qi transformed into a raging tide of green wood, pointing from afar at the Bloodshadow Demon Lord:

"The Blood Race devours living beings, and you Demonic Cultivators assist in the tyranny. If we let you succeed today, the Canglan Realm will never know peace!"

The Golden-Armored War God also chimed in with a deep voice: "How can the territory of the Human Race be allowed to be usurped by evil demons!"

Being angrily rebuked from the sky, the Bloodshadow Demon Lord's face became even more ferocious.

"Daoist Master Luochen of Tianyan View... and the Golden-Armored War God of the Hundred Refinements Artifact Sect, you two are both old friends."

The Bloodshadow Demon Lord identified the white-robed elder and the Golden-Armored War God, then turned to look at the purple-robed Cultivator:

"May I ask Your Excellency's great name?"

"Violet Cloud Sword Master of the Sword Pavilion..." the purple-robed Cultivator stated his origin.

"Violet Cloud Sword Master? So it is the newly promoted Sect Head of the Wood Lineage of the Sword Pavilion. Heh heh, I have long heard of your name!" the Bloodshadow Demon Lord laughed strangely.

"Are you all certain you want to stop me today?"

"Enough nonsense, we are purging the Blood Race." The white-robed Daoist Master Luochen flicked his horsetail whisk and continued:

"The accounts of the Demonic Cultivators can be settled later, but if you dare to interfere, we might as well settle the accounts of the Demonic Cultivators today!"

"Heh heh..." the Bloodshadow Demon Lord sneered, "Then come and settle them!"

Having said that, he paused the Soul-Splitting Halberd in his hand, and the Soul-Devouring Chain at the tip of the halberd hung in mid-air, while he looked up and laughed wildly:

"Ignorant children! The Blood Race is powerful and cannot be provoked; only by surrendering and attaching yourselves to them can you survive!"

"You hypocritical Righteous Path members, self-proclaimed as noble, yet you do not know that the world has changed. The might of the Blood Race cannot be resisted by human power! If you do not surrender, there is only one path to death!"

"Bullshit!" The cold light in Daoist Master Luochen's eyes was like a blade:

"The Canglan Realm has been the land of the Human Race since ancient times. Even if surrounded by strong enemies, our generation of Cultivators should guard it with our blood; we would rather die than surrender!"

"You Demonic Cultivators assisting the blood in their tyranny are the ones who have truly betrayed the heavens and earth, and betrayed the common people!"

The Bloodshadow Demon Lord laughed in extreme anger: "A fine 'rather die than surrender'! You do not know the current situation. By stopping me today, you will surely bring about a monstrous disaster!"

"The Blood Race will not let you off, and the heavens and earth will also abandon you stubborn fools!"

"The Blood Race are invaders; the heavens and earth will only stand on the side of the Human Race." The Violet Cloud Sword Master said with a stern expression.

"Frogs in a well, the heavens and earth can change. What do you know?" A trace of mockery appeared on the Bloodshadow Demon Lord's face.

Upon hearing this, the three experts of the Righteous Alliance all showed a trace of worry.

"Regardless of anything, the Righteous Alliance will never bow to the Blood Race!" Daoist Master Luochen said loudly.

Before the words had faded, the Daoist Master flicked his horsetail whisk again, and nine star jade treasures shone together, with mysterious yellow divine light falling like a heavenly net.

The Violet Cloud Sword Master struck with one sword, drawing ten thousand paths of green wood to entangle the Bloodshadow Demon Lord.

The Golden-Armored War God activated a pagoda, causing a nine-layered thunder prison to descend and block the path.

The three experts attacked simultaneously, their dao-rhyme and spiritual power intertwining, locking the Bloodshadow Demon Lord tightly beneath the firmament, unable to move.

Below, Bai He saw this and understood the intention.

He pushed his cyan-gold long sword to the limit, seizing the opening exposed by Sa Kailun due to the lack of rescue. The sword rainbow flickered like a blade of judgment, accurately piercing into the vital point of his spine.

Before Sa Kailun could scream, his blood wings completely disintegrated, his Primordial Spirit was obliterated by Sword Intent, and his remains turned into a pool of black blood, breathing no more.

Watching Sa Kailun fall, the Bloodshadow Demon Lord's eyes were splitting with rage.

But restricted by the heavenly net and thunder prison cast by the three Righteous Path experts, he could not step forward and could only roar repeatedly:

"You! The Righteous Alliance does not know the current situation and has caused a monstrous disaster! The day the Blood Race descends, they will surely grind your bones and scatter your ashes!"

Daoist Master Luochen snorted coldly, the divine light growing even stronger:

"A disaster? What my Righteous Alliance guards is this Dao that does not allow evil demons to run rampant! If you dare to offend again, we will pursue and slay you to the ends of the earth!"

"If the Blood Race descends again, then we will just fight another battle!"

"Thousands of years ago, when the Blood Race invaded, our Human Race ancestors fought bloody battles without retreating; didn't they also successfully beat back the Blood Race?" the Golden-Armored War God said loudly.

"What is there for our generation of Cultivators to fear!"

"Indeed, on the contrary, you Demonic Cultivators were already of crooked mind, and now you have degenerated into running dogs for the Blood Race!" the Violet Cloud Sword Master mocked.

"If I were you, I would surely draw my sword and commit suicide before heaven and earth!"

The Bloodshadow Demon Lord was scolded until he could not speak, his face flushing red.

"Foolish!" he said hysterically.

"This world has changed; the world has already changed, can you not perceive it?!"

"Golden-Armored, can your Hundred Refinements Artifact Sect still refine flawless Artifact Spirits?"

"Luochen, how long has it been since your Tianyan View has produced a new Technique Spirit?"

"Violet Cloud Sword Master, how long has it been since you have cultivated a new Lifebound Spirit Plant?"