158: Chapter 158 Demon Clan

"Host, face-slapping successful. Cultivation level increased to the first layer of the Martial Emperor Realm. Reward: 100,000 face-slapping points. Reward: 1 draw opportunity."

"Damn it! I've finally broken through to the Martial Emperor Realm!" Xiang Tian felt ecstatic and couldn't help but shout.

The aura around his body surged violently, and a pressure far exceeding what he had possessed before burst forth from his body.

With a thought, he immediately opened the System interface.

Name: Xiang Tian

Gender: Male

Physique: Very Strong +

Aptitude: Yellow Rank Medium Grade Spiritual Root

Cultivation: Martial Emperor Realm First Layer

Cultivation Technique: Huntian Technique (Profound Rank)

Skills: Immaculate Sword Art (Sword Intent), Soul Locking Hand, Phoenix Slash, Phoenix Flame, Dragon Roar, Dragon Travels Ten Thousand Miles, Mount Tai Fist

Weapons: qingling sword (Martial King Level), Demon Blood Blade (Imitation)

Treasures: Nine-Petal Golden Lotus (Yellow Rank), Healing Pearl, water-calming bead

Pets: Bai Yu, Xiao Hei, Poison Dart Frog

face-slapping points: 130,620

Draw Opportunities: 1

His gaze fell upon the more than 130,000 face-slapping points.

The smile in Xiang Tian's eyes deepened.

He secretly rejoiced: All of this was thanks to the Nine-Petal Golden Lotus. If not for her blocking that overbearing and peerless Sword Qi from Xiang Jue, let alone face-slapping, he would have likely become a ghost under the sword long ago, without any chance to get close and counterattack.

Focus!

Xiang Tian turned his gaze back to the disheveled Xiang Jue.

"Xiang Jue, now it's your turn to speak—how do you want to die?"

At this moment, the slap mark on Xiang Jue's face was still clear.

The sharp pain in his chest had not yet subsided, but the look in his eyes when he looked at Xiang Tian had changed completely.

It was no longer the previous contempt and fierceness, but rather, it held a bit more wariness and confusion.

He forced himself to hold his breath and asked coldly: "What exactly was that golden lotus just now?"

Before Xiang Tian could respond, Xiang Hua's anxious and slightly panicked voice came from under the ring.

"Brother Xiang Jue, how are you? Are you okay?"

Xiang Jue slowly shook his head. "I'm fine, I was just blindsided by him."

Hearing this, Xiang Hua's delicate brows furrowed tightly, and her expression turned complex in an instant.

She never expected that Xiang Tian would be strong to this extent.

Even Xiang Jue, the number one person of the younger generation of the Xiang Family's main line, was no match for him.

The speed of Xiang Tian's growth was simply terrifying.

If this continues, she would likely never have a chance to avenge her face-slapping humiliation.

She stared at Xiang Tian on the ring with heavy eyes.

"Even if I am injured, you might not be my match!" Xiang Jue gritted his teeth.

He propped up his crumbling body.

Staring fixedly at Xiang Tian, his tone remained tough, but it was hard to hide his lack of confidence.

"Hehe, do you think I am still the same me from just a moment ago?" A faint smile curled on Xiang Tian's face.

As soon as he finished speaking, his Martial Emperor Realm aura was revealed without reservation.

The pressure surged toward Xiang Jue like a tide, causing the already injured Xiang Jue to sway once more.

"You... you actually broke through to the Martial Emperor Realm?" Xiang Jue's pupils shrank, unable to believe it.

He had vaguely felt Xiang Tian's aura become stronger just moments ago.

But he never expected that Xiang Tian had actually broken through directly to the Martial Emperor Realm.

His aura was even thicker than his own!

Xiang Hua, under the ring, was so shocked that she covered her mouth, her body trembling slightly.

She could not accept this reality no matter what.

That Xiang Tian, whom she had once despised and regarded as trash.

Had now actually grown to a height she could only look up to.

The onlookers were even more uproarious.

"My god! The Prince was already so strong when he was in the Martial King Realm. Now that he has broken through to the Martial Emperor Realm, won't he be invincible among the younger generation?"

"It seems Xiang Jue is probably really no match for the Prince. After all, the Prince has such a strong aura just after breaking through; his potential must be immense!"

"Yes, yes, the outcome is decided now, right?"

"That's not necessarily true. Maybe there's still a hidden card? How do you know there won't be a twist?"

The crowd chattered, arguing endlessly.

Their eyes were locked tightly on the ring.

Patriarch Xiang and the Elders on the high platform also looked equally shocked.

The discussions were incessant, and there was a bit more firmness in their eyes as they looked at Xiang Tian.

"I didn't expect that the Prince would actually break through to the Martial Emperor Realm! This speed is simply unbelievable!"

"With the Prince's talent, we never expected such speed; it has simply overturned my perception!"

"I suppose only a great Sect like the Heavenly Sword Sect could cultivate such a Genius. It's no wonder the Prince could be accepted as a Personal Disciple by the Heavenly Sword Sect."

"Looking at it this way, our decision to stand with the Prince back then was completely correct! With the Prince here, our Xiang Family will surely be able to reach a higher level in the future!"

The strength and potential that Xiang Tian displayed at this moment made the Xiang Family members even more determined to stand with him.

The smile at the corner of Xiang Tian's mouth deepened.

With a thought, a pitch-black long blade appeared in his hand; it was the Demon Blood Blade (Imitation).

He weighed the blade in his hand and looked at Xiang Jue provocatively.

"Since you are so unconvinced, come and try it out. Let's see if my blade is sharper or your sword is stronger!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he moved.

Utilizing "Dragon Travels Ten Thousand Miles", it was almost in the blink of an eye.

He had already rushed in front of Xiang Jue, and the Demon Blood Blade in his hand slashed toward him.

"Clang—!"

Blade and sword collided, sparks flew, and shockwaves scattered.

Xiang Tian stood on the spot, his figure motionless, his expression calm and indifferent.

And Xiang Jue, already seriously injured, was suppressed by Xiang Tian's Martial Emperor pressure.

At this moment, he found it even harder to resist this blow.

His arm felt a sharp pain, the webbing between his thumb and index finger split, and his blood surged throughout his body.

"Pfft—!"

He spat out another mouthful of bright red blood, his figure involuntarily retreating several steps, nearly falling to the ground.

Xiang Tian raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I think you should concede. Don't be kept in the dark by Xiang Hua anymore, being used by her."

At this moment, he held the advantage and was in a great mood.

He couldn't be bothered to waste words with Xiang Jue.

"I, Xiang Jue, will never concede!" Xiang Jue gritted his teeth.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes becoming increasingly frantic.

"Unless... I die!"

After these words fell, he abruptly put some distance between himself and Xiang Tian.

He held his long sword high above his head with both hands and closed his eyes.

"I offer my body, I guide with the sword, plant the Demon Seed in my heart, grant me power!"

The moment his words fell, the sky suddenly changed color.

A bolt of ink-black lightning tore through the sky and descended with a roar!

"Crack—!"

With a loud bang.

The protective barrier around the ring could not resist this terrifying power at all.

It was instantly shattered by the black lightning.

Immediately afterward, the black lightning struck the long sword in Xiang Jue's hand directly.

A strange black energy flowed continuously into Xiang Jue's body along the long sword.

In an instant.

Xiang Jue's body was completely enveloped by a thick black Qi.

The aura around his body began to climb frantically.

The pressure became increasingly terrifying.

Two sharp black horns slowly grew on his forehead.

His eyes also turned a strange blood-red, and his whole person exuded a gloomy, terrifying, and heart-palpitating aura.

"Damn! He can actually transform?" Xiang Tian was stunned for a moment.

The crowd under the ring was in an uproar when they saw this.

Their faces were filled with fear and shock, and they retreated one after another.

The Xiang Family Elders on the high platform.

Each of them furrowed their brows, their expressions grave to the extreme.

"Patriarch, what is wrong with Xiang Jue? The aura on his body is too strange!" The Third Elder's face was solemn.

The Grand Elder took a deep breath and spoke slowly.

"He has fallen into the demonic path. He has actually introduced a Demon Seed into his body, becoming a Puppet of the Demon Race!"

"What? Fallen into the demonic path?" Hearing this, everyone's expression changed.

Just at this moment, an old and sharp figure flew over rapidly from the distance; it was the Ancestor of the Xiang Clan.

He shouted sternly toward the Xiang Family Disciples below: "Everyone, retreat quickly! Patriarch, follow me to slay this demon! Do not let him harm our Xiang Family!"

The Ancestor of the Xiang Clan moved and flew into the high sky in front of Xiang Jue.

The pressure of the Saint Realm was fully revealed.

"Hahahahaha!" Xiang Jue suddenly let out a frantic and ear-piercing laugh.

"Do you think you can stop me with just your measly Saint Realm cultivation? That is wishful thinking!"

"Not good! This kid hasn't just fallen into the demonic path; he has been possessed by a real member of the Demon Race! The Devilish Qi on him is far thicker than that of an ordinary Demon cultivator!" The Ancestor of the Xiang Clan's expression changed.

A strong sense of crisis welled up in his heart.

"All of you, go to hell!" Xiang Jue's eyes turned cold.

He waved his hand casually, and a wave of black Devilish Qi swept toward the Ancestor of the Xiang Clan and the others.

"Bang—!"

The Ancestor of the Xiang Clan did not dare to be careless and immediately gathered his Spiritual Qi to resist the attack of the Devilish Qi.

But the power of that Devilish Qi far exceeded his expectations.

"Pfft—!"

The Ancestor of the Xiang Clan was hit by the Devilish Qi, his figure flew backward, and a mouthful of old blood gushed out.

"Ancestor!" Patriarch Xiang struggled to climb up from the ground.

Just as he opened his mouth to call out, another mouthful of old blood sprayed out.

"Ancestor, what... what should we do? This member of the Demon Race is too powerful; we are simply no match for him!"

Just at this critical moment.

Several old figures flew over rapidly from the distance.

They instantly landed beside the Ancestor of the Xiang Clan; they were the other Ancestors.

"It's the other Ancestors!"

The Grand Elder looked up and saw the arrivals, and his heart was instantly filled with joy.

"Hmm? A few more ants in the Saint Realm have come?" Xiang Jue glanced at the several Ancestors.

He laughed frantically, "Hahahahaha! No matter how many ants there are, they are ultimately just ants. Today, I will let you all become my nourishment!"

"Attack together! Join forces to slay the demon; we cannot let him continue to wreak havoc!" Ancestor Zhou, who was leading, had cold eyes and shouted sternly.

A long sword appeared in his hand instantly; it was the Longquan Sword.

The pressure of his Saint Realm was revealed without reservation, and he rushed toward Xiang Jue.

The other Ancestors also gathered their Spiritual Qi and followed closely behind.

They launched an attack on Xiang Jue together.

On the ring, a great battle was about to break out.

Devilish Qi and Spiritual Qi intertwined and collided, making an earth-shattering loud noise.

Xiang Tian stood to the side, his brows furrowed tightly.

He calculated secretly: This Demon Race member is too powerful; even with the combined efforts of several Saint Realm Ancestors, they might not be a match. The most urgent thing right now is to escape from here as soon as possible to avoid being caught in the crossfire.

But before he could act, a faint fragrance suddenly wafted over.

His vision blurred, and his body floated up uncontrollably.

He was instantly transferred to a safe area far from the center of the battlefield.

"Yue Lin!"

Xiang Tian steadied himself and saw the person beside him, his eyes lighting up immediately.

Yue Lin looked at Xiang Tian with concern, "Xiang Tian, are you injured? Are you okay?"

Xiang Tian felt a warmth in his heart and reached out to pull Yue Lin tightly into his arms.

"With your concern, even if I were severely injured, I would be able to recover instantly."

"What time is it, and you still have the mood to joke!" Yue Lin's delicate brows furrowed tightly.

She reached out and pushed Xiang Tian away, her eyes fixed on the Demon Race member Xiang Jue in the center of the battlefield.

"That is a real member of the Demon Race, and his strength is exceptionally powerful. Even the combined efforts of several Saint Realm Ancestors might not be able to subdue him. Let's find an opportunity to leave the Tianyun Kingdom."

"No!" Xiang Tian immediately shook his head.

"There are still so many women in the Prince's Mansion; I cannot leave them behind. Not a single one can be missing!"

He possessed the System, so even if he really encountered some danger.

He could just make a deal with the System, and he would always find a way to solve it.

He absolutely could not leave the people in the Prince's Mansion and flee alone.

Yue Lin's delicate brows furrowed even tighter, "Stop being impulsive! This Demon Race member is extremely strong and simply not someone we can contend with. He might not be interested in the women in your Prince's Mansion. Let's escape first, and it won't be too late to think of a way to come back for them later!"

Xiang Tian raised his eyebrows, "Yue Lin, could it be that you are jealous? Jealous that I am thinking about the other women in the Prince's Mansion?"

"What time is it, and I still have the mind to be jealous!" Yue Lin rolled her eyes at him.

Her gaze remained fixed on the battlefield, "I can only guarantee your safety; if there is one more person, I will be powerless. You must make a decision quickly!"

Xiang Tian put away the playfulness on his face and fell into deep thought.

Although the several Saint Realm Ancestors were attacking together.

They were still suppressed by the Demon Race member Xiang Jue and could not gain the slightest upper hand.

If it continues like this, the several Ancestors will be defeated sooner or later.

By then, it is likely that no one in the entire Tianyun Kingdom will be able to resist this Demon Race member.

"Bang—!"

Just as he was deep in thought, an earth-shattering loud noise came from the center of the battlefield.

Xiang Tian and Yue Lin hurriedly looked over.

They saw the several Ancestors of the Xiang Clan being sent flying by the Demon Race member Xiang Jue like dumplings falling into a pot, and they fell heavily to the ground.

"Not good! The several Ancestors have all been defeated!" Yue Lin's expression changed suddenly, and her delicate brows furrowed even tighter.

Subconsciously, she gripped Xiang Tian's hand tightly.

Xiang Tian's expression also became extremely ugly, and a strong sense of crisis welled up in his heart.

Even the several Saint Realm Ancestors were helpless.

Now, it probably won't be that easy for them to escape either.

Just at this critical moment, the System's voice rang in his mind again.

[Host, do you need help?]

Hearing this, Xiang Tian rolled his eyes immediately.

He complained in his heart, "You extortionate System, are you trying to take advantage of a crisis and make a huge profit again? I am already deeply in debt, and you still want me to make a deal with you?"

[Host, didn't you just obtain 100,000 face-slapping points? That is enough to pay the transaction fee. How can you say you are deeply in debt?]

"My points just arrived and aren't even warm yet! And you are already in a hurry to get ideas about them?" Xiang Tian roared in his heart.