203: The Way to Death

Jiao Pengze was in so much pain that his eyes welled up with tears, and he clutched his forehead tightly with both hands, looking utterly aggrieved.

"You actually believed those crazy ravings of Fourth Great Uncle? What a brainless guy!" Jiao Si glared fiercely at his silly cousin, full of disdain.

"You're so stupid! Stop listening to that nonsense from now on!" Jiao Si scolded him, frustrated that he wouldn't live up to expectations.

"Oh! Cousin."

"Since Spiritual Energy Revival has happened, why is it impossible for the Underworld to appear?" Jiao Pengze stuck out his tongue weakly, grumbling to himself.

"What kind of rats dare to trespass on the forbidden grounds of Yao Zui Cliff?" Jiao Tang gripped a Demon Illusion Hammer in both hands, eyes wide with rage, and shouted at Ling Qi's group. Without mercy, he swung the giant hammer and smashed it down fiercely.

"Boom!"

With a deafening roar, the Demon Illusion Hammer slammed into the formation eye, instantly kicking up a huge cloud of dust that spread rapidly like a surging yellow wave.

Jiao Tang frowned tightly, secretly shocked. He keenly sensed that his previous strike had been like a stone sinking into the sea, failing to hit the target at all.

"Brother Jiao Tang, are you alright?"

Jiao Si seized the opportunity and rushed over. In the blink of an eye, he reached Jiao Tang's side and asked with concern.

"I'm fine. It must be some petty thieves working in secret to break my formation!" Jiao Tang roared through gritted teeth, his eyes burning with rage.

As the dust gradually dissipated, the two demons finally saw the scene before them.

A tall, slender figure stood on the spot, with a faint light shield flickering around their body. Clearly, this person had just blocked Jiao Tang's powerful strike.

"What is your intention, and why do you keep trespassing on the forbidden grounds of Yao Zui Cliff?" Jiao Tang held the Demon Illusion Hammer across his chest, striking a defensive pose, staring at the uninvited guests with great vigilance.

Facing Jiao Tang's questioning, Ling Qi slightly raised her eyes and coldly spat out one word: "Scram!"

This simple word contained endless majesty, exploding like a thunderclap in the ears of Jiao Tang and Jiao Si.

The two demons' expressions changed drastically; they could clearly sense the pressure emanating from the opponent.

This kind of pressure was definitely not something an ordinary cultivator could possess; it was at least the existence of someone who had reached the fifth stage or above.

In the demon race, strength has always been respected—only true powerhouses have the right to speak, and now, facing a strong enemy, Jiao Tang and Jiao Si couldn't help but feel timid.

Jiao Si glanced at Jiao Tang behind him and said in a deep voice: "Go quickly, I will hold them off here, you hurry to invite the clan leader to support us!"

Upon hearing this, Jiao Tang gritted his teeth hard and replied: "Alright!" After saying that, his figure flashed, turning into a stream of light, and he fled rapidly towards the cave where the clan leader was located.

Jiao Si gripped his long spear with both hands and swung it forward violently. The spear tip flashed with a cold light, instantly blocking the path of Ling Qi and the others.

He held his head high and shouted imposingly: "If you want to pass through here today, you must step over my corpse first, otherwise don't even think about taking another step!"

Ling Qi stared at Jiao Si expressionlessly, her cold gaze seeming to pierce through a person's soul.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, clenched her right hand into a fist, and secretly gathered strength in her palm...

At the same time, she coldly spat out a few words: "Stubborn and unyielding."

For a moment, the atmosphere was tense to the extreme, and both sides were on the verge of fighting at any disagreement.

A burst of intense demonic energy suddenly surged from not far away. Ma Sanqiang looked in the direction of the sound, and a huge flood dragon suddenly soared into the sky.

Its scales shone with dark light, emitting a terrifying pressure that made people's hearts tremble.

"Clan Leader!"

Seeing this flood dragon appear, Jiao Si's face showed joy, and he shouted excitedly, "You... you're here!"

The flood dragon stretched its body in the air, then yawned lazily and said grumpily: "This Old Lady isn't deaf. With such a big commotion, how could I pretend not to hear it?"

Seeing this, Ling Qi's eyes narrowed, and she thought to herself: It seems this female flood dragon is the legendary clan leader of the Yin Jiao Clan of Yao Zui Cliff; her momentum is indeed extraordinary.

At this moment, the flood dragon looked down at the crowd below, opened its bloody mouth, and roared like a bell: "What sacred beings dare to be so presumptuous at Yao Zui Cliff!"

Ling Qi stepped forward, stood among the crowd, and said loudly and calmly: "On the orders of the Empress, I have come to this place to take something."

"What thing?" In Jiao Xiao's clear eyes, a flash of doubt suddenly appeared.

Immediately after, light flickered around her body, and she instantly transformed into human form.

Then, she turned her head and looked Ling Qi up and down with curiosity.

Ling Qi was born with a peerless appearance, and her slender hands were like suet white jade carved, delicate and smooth; such a stunning woman with such a cold temperament, Jiao Xiao had never seen in the clan for thousands of years.

Her beauty was even a few points better than her own, making Jiao Xiao, who was also a woman, feel inferior, and she didn't even dare to look at her directly.

But those dragon eyes were like being attracted by a magnet, and she couldn't bear to move them away from Ling Qi for even a second.

"Dragon Tendon." Ling Qi said lightly.

Ma Sanqiang on the side saw this and hurriedly interrupted: "Hehe, just right to take it to offer to Her Majesty, let Her Majesty taste this rare game!"

Hearing this, Jiao Xiao's pretty face, which had originally been flushed from being infatuated with Ling Qi's beauty, instantly became extremely gloomy, and she scolded angrily: "You... don't even think about it!!!"

"Hmph, really refusing a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit!" Ling Qi couldn't help but snort coldly.

While speaking, she waved her right hand gently, and a golden light flashed out. After the light dissipated, a cold, shimmering Cold Kite Sword appeared in her hand.

Jiao Xiao's gaze also turned cold suddenly, and she said coldly: "Since you insist on not stopping, then don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Before the words fell, Jiao Xiao's delicate body shook violently, and the Snowy Halberd in her hand, carrying a fierce momentum, stabbed straight at Ling Qi's face.

Ling Qi's pupils shrank, she injected all her spiritual power into her feet, and her figure rushed forward rapidly.

With a "Clang!" sound, the Cold Kite Sword blocked the path of the Snowy Halberd.

Jiao Xiao was shocked; the long sword didn't look very thick, and its shape even seemed slightly light, but it contained a cold, ten-thousand-jin force, making it difficult for her Snowy Halberd to move forward even a little bit.

"Beauty, good cultivation."

Jiao Xiao raised the corner of her mouth, revealing a frivolous look, and her eyes wandered wantonly over Ling Qi.

Facing such frivolous words, Ling Qi smiled slightly and did not answer.