262: Chapter 262 Eyes Gouged Out, Hands Severed! The Celestial Masters' talisman? A worthless piece of paper!

"How do you want to die?"

Su Yang's cold voice, like a death-summoning talisman from the Nine Serene Hell, echoed clearly within Courtyard No. 44.

The leading young Taoist was stunned at first, but then let out a burst of extremely arrogant and piercing laughter.

"Hahahaha! You dare to talk big when death is at your doorstep! Su Yang, do you think that by killing a few low-level trash, you can take on the entire Demon Slaying Alliance?"

The young Taoist suddenly raised a shimmering golden scroll in his hand, his face full of arrogance, looking down his nose at Su Yang.

"This is the 'Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Talisman' personally drawn by the Alliance Leader, the Old Celestial Master! It contains thirty percent of the Old Celestial Master's power at the Golden Core Great Perfection! If you dare to touch a single hair on my head, the divine thunder will instantly blast this broken courtyard of yours into level ground!"

Accompanying the Taoist's arrogant shouting, golden light erupted from the surface of the scroll. Strands of violent thunder power gathered in mid-air, emitting crackling explosions with a grand momentum, as if a heavenly punishment would descend at any moment.

Looking at this mass of thunder light, the women in the courtyard all showed expressions as if they were looking at an idiot.

Golden Core Great Perfection?

In today's Courtyard No. 44, power of this level wasn't even worthy of being an appetizer for Da Hei.

Su Yang didn't even bother to stand up, still leaning back in his rocking chair, his eyes showing deep disdain.

"Noisy."

Su Yang raised his right hand and casually snapped his fingers.

*Snap!*

A cluster of Pure Yang True Fire shot out from his fingertip, turning into an imperceptible golden stream of light that shot directly at the thunder scroll in mid-air.

*Boom!*

The Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Talisman, which supposedly contained thirty percent of the Old Celestial Master's power, didn't even have time to release half of its might. The moment it touched the Pure Yang True Fire, it was directly burned into a pile of black ash. The thunder light in mid-air was instantly extinguished, as if it had never appeared.

The young Taoist held up an empty hand, the arrogant laughter on his face completely frozen.

His eyes widened, looking at the falling paper ash in disbelief, and his legs began to shake uncontrollably.

"How is this possible... the divine talisman bestowed by the Alliance Leader, how could it..."

"You dare to bring out this kind of trash as a death-exemption medal?" Su Yang lowered his right hand, his gaze coldly sweeping over the three Taoists.

"Who was it just now that said they wanted my women to serve your Alliance Leader?"

Being swept by Su Yang's gaze, the three Taoists felt their blood freeze instantly, and a shadow of death tightly gripped their throats.

"Mary, go and gouge out the eyes of these dogs. Since they looked at things they shouldn't have, keeping their eyeballs is a waste." Su Yang's tone was flat, as if he were ordering a trivial matter.

"As you command, Boss!"

Mary excitedly licked her bright red lips. Wearing a provocative black bikini, the huge black bat wings on her back suddenly flapped, and she turned into a streak of black lightning, instantly rushing in front of the leading young Taoist.

"You... what do you want to do! Don't come over!"

The Taoist was scared out of his wits and turned to run away.

Mary let out a cold laugh, her fair and slender right hand reaching out directly. The nails on her five fingers suddenly surged, turning into sharp blood-colored blades.

*Puchi!*

"Argh—!!!"

A shrill scream pierced the sky. Mary's fingers accurately pierced into the young Taoist's eyes and gave a fierce gouge. Two bloody eyeballs were directly dug out and thrown casually onto the bluestone floor.

Blood poured frantically from the Taoist's empty eye sockets. He clutched his face, rolling back and forth on the ground in pain, letting out a wail like a slaughtered pig.

Seeing this, the remaining two Taoists were scared to the point of collapse, turning around and running for the door on all fours.

"Think you can escape?"

Chu Ling stood still, a trace of frost flashing in her ice-blue eyes.

She lightly stomped her foot.

*Kaka kaka...*

A stream of extreme cold ice spread rapidly along the ground, instantly catching up with the two escaping Taoists. Their legs, from ankles to thighs, were directly frozen solid by hard profound ice, standing in place like two ice sculpture pillars, unable to move.

"Sister Su, it's your turn." Chu Ling turned her head to look at Su Qingcheng.

"A bunch of blind trash."

Su Qingcheng was dressed in red like fire, her long sword unsheathed. A dazzling red sword light drew a perfect arc in mid-air.

*Swish!*

"Ah!"

The two Taoists with frozen legs screamed in unison. Their four arms were cut off at the roots by this sharp sword strike! Blood spilled onto the ground like a fountain, dyeing the profound ice red.

In less than ten seconds.

The three overbearing messengers of the Celestial Masters Sect—one blinded and two with severed arms—had all become cripples.

A strong smell of blood permeated the alley.

Qin Xueji stood behind Su Yang, watching this bloody scene. Not only was she not afraid, but she felt extremely relieved. To dare speak disrespectfully to the Boss's women, such an end was already letting them off easy.

Su Yang stood up from the rocking chair and walked slowly to the blinded Taoist rolling on the ground.

He raised his foot and stepped on the Taoist's chest.

*Crack.*

The sound of several ribs breaking was clearly audible.

The blinded Taoist twitched in pain, frantically begging for mercy: "Grandpa Su, spare my life! I was blind! Please give me a way to live! I am a True Disciple of the Celestial Masters Sect; if you kill me, the Alliance Leader will never let you go!"

"At this point, you still dare to use some broken Alliance to pressure me?"

Su Yang applied a bit of force with his foot, and the Taoist spat out another large mouthful of blood.

"Go back and tell that old dog Alliance Leader of this so-called Demon Slaying Alliance. I won't kill you today because I want to leave you alive to deliver a message."

Su Yang withdrew his foot and looked at the other two Taoists who had lost their arms and were about to faint from pain.

"I'll give you one night to wash your necks clean. Tomorrow morning, this young master will personally go to your camp and send your entire Alliance to Hell."

"Get out!"

With a thunderous shout mixed with the terrifying pressure of the Soul Transformation Stage, the three crippled Taoists were directly blown out of the courtyard gate, crashing heavily onto the mud outside the alley.

The three didn't even care about the pain anymore, not even wanting their severed arms. The blind one crawled in front while the armless ones led the way from behind, scrambling to escape Locust Tree Alley, fearing Su Yang might change his mind.

After dealing with these few flies.

"Da Hei, clean up the filth on the ground," Su Yang ordered.

The Soul-Devouring Black Demon Flower on the wall excitedly extended several metallic vines, coiling up the blood, severed arms, and residual flesh on the ground, swallowing them directly into its huge flower disk, even licking the bloodstains in the gaps of the floor tiles clean.

The courtyard returned to its tidy state once again.

Su Yang lay back in the rocking chair.

Qin Xueji immediately stepped forward, nimbly changing the tea set and pouring a cup of steaming, top-grade spiritual tea, respectfully handing it to Su Yang's hand.

"Boss, please have some tea." Qin Xueji bowed slightly, her tone gentle.

Bai Li walked to Su Yang's side, a faint smile appearing on her beautiful face.

"Hubby, tomorrow will be quite a big scene. An allied army of over a thousand Cultivators, even if they are just a motley crew, the commotion won't be small."

"The bigger the commotion, the better. I just broke through to the Soul Transformation Stage these past few days, and I was worried about having no one to practice on." Su Yang picked up the teacup, lightly blowing on the steam, his eyes full of arrogance.

Mary leaned over, resting on the edge of the rocking chair, her crimson eyes shining.

"Boss, take me with you tomorrow, okay? The blood of over a thousand Cultivators must be very delicious! I promise not to run around; I'll only drink what's left after you've killed them!"

Chu Ling also tightly grabbed Su Yang's sleeve: "I want to go too! Whoever dares to be disrespectful to the Boss, I'll freeze them into ice sculptures and shatter them!"

Looking at these stunning beauties competing to go and kill people, Su Yang couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Alright, the whole family goes tomorrow. Just consider it an outing for a spring stroll."

Su Yang drained the spiritual tea in one gulp, his deep gaze looking towards the outskirts of Jiangzhou City.

Demon Slaying Alliance?

After tomorrow, there will no longer be such a ridiculous title in this world.

Night fell.

On a vast wilderness fifty kilometers outside Jiangzhou City.

Hundreds of huge tents were stationed here, brightly lit. This was the temporary headquarters of the Demon Slaying Alliance.

Over a thousand Martial Artists and Cultivators from various famous righteous sects and Hidden Families gathered here. In the center of the camp, inside the most magnificent golden tent, several elders with unfathomable auras were sitting on grandmaster chairs, discussing the plan to attack Jiangzhou tomorrow.

Sitting in the main seat was an elder with white hair and a youthful face, wearing a golden silk Taoist robe. This person was the Old Celestial Master of the Celestial Masters Sect, and also the leader of this Demon Slaying Alliance.

"Alliance Leader, tomorrow morning, we can strike directly at the heart. A mere Su Yang, even if he has three heads and six arms, could never possibly withstand the joint attack of over a thousand high-level Cultivators," a bald man flattered loudly.

The Old Celestial Master stroked his beard and smiled, full of confidence: "This boy has committed many evils, destroying Mount Shu and ruining Longhu. I have already bestowed the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Talisman to the Disciple who went to deliver the message. If this boy does not obediently come out to meet his death, the divine thunder talisman will give him a warning first."

Before his voice could fade.

A sudden commotion and cries of alarm came from outside the tent.

"Someone come quickly! Senior Brother Li and the others are back! Call a doctor!"

Several guard Disciples rushed into the tent with panicked expressions, their voices trembling.

"Alliance Leader! It's bad! The three Senior Brothers who went to deliver the message... something happened!"

The Old Celestial Master frowned and suddenly stood up. The various Sect Heads also followed him out.

They saw three miserable figures covered in blood lying on the open ground of the camp, wailing.

The leading young Taoist's eyes had become two bloody holes, his face covered in black blood, already delirious from pain. The other two Disciples had their arms severed at the roots, and the blood from their wounds stained the ground red.

The thousand or so Cultivators present gasped, feeling a chill run from the soles of their feet to their brains.

"Who did this?! Where is my Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Talisman?!" The Old Celestial Master's eyes were nearly splitting, and his Golden Core Great Perfection pressure erupted, shaking the surrounding Disciples and forcing them back.

The Disciple with severed arms turned pale and cried out in response: "It's Su Yang! Alliance Leader... your divine talisman couldn't even hold out for a second before it was burned to ash by a golden flame Su Yang casually flicked out!"

"We didn't even have a chance to resist before the women in his courtyard gouged our eyes and severed our arms!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire camp fell into a deathly silence.

The divine talisman personally drawn by the Old Celestial Master was actually burned so casually?

"What else did he say?!" The Old Celestial Master was so angry his whole body shook and his beard stood on end.

"Su Yang said... he said..." The armless Disciple swallowed hard, terrified, "He said for us to wash our necks clean. Tomorrow morning, he will personally come to the camp and send our entire Alliance to Hell!"

"Arrogant! Simply arrogant to the extreme!"

The Old Celestial Master roared, shattering a nearby boulder with a single palm strike.

"Pass down my Alliance Leader's order! The entire army is to be on full alert tonight! Tomorrow morning, I will personally set a net from heaven to earth, so that this little beast who doesn't know the height of the heavens or the depth of the earth will have no return!"