The First Demon of the Chan Sect

"Pff!"

Blood spattered as the war spear pierced through the pitch-black shield, grazed the left forearm of Huntian and vanished in a flash, disappearing into the skyline, leaving behind only drops of crystalline blood raining down from Cangqiong.

"Young Master!" The Black Robed Man, who had previously stood beside Huntian's ancient war chariot, cried out in alarm, turning into a streak of black lightning as he flew to Huntian's side, anxiously inquiring, "Young Master, how are you?"

Huntian's left arm was bloody and hung limply at his side, as the dark, devouring Power of Rules visibly climbed upwards to his elbow.

"Argh!" Feeling the intense pain from his left arm, a vicious look flashed in Huntian's eyes as he suddenly raised his right hand, blade-like, and ruthlessly chopped downwards.

"Pff!"

A soft sound, and Huntian's left arm was severed at the root. The deep red blood, even richer than before, gushed out from the stump, spraying all over the Black Robed Man.

"Young Master, what are you doing?" The Black Robed Man, shocked and dismayed by the sight, looked at Huntian with a face full of astonishment.

"The war spear contained a trace of Tao Rules, if I don't sever the arm, once that trace of Rule Power invades my heart and lungs, I would truly be dead!" Huntian's face was covered in a dark expression; he had never suffered such a great loss since he was born.

"Damn it, I'll kill him!" The Black Robed Man, trembling with rage, suddenly erupted with a vast Demonic Qi.

"Hahaha, Huntian! I really admire you, you're ruthless not only to your enemies but even more so to yourself!" Li Qingquan, entirely enveloped in a green light, floated before Huntian and burst into laughter.

Huntian, with a grim face, stared at the figure before him and coldly said, "Who are you?"

"Does it really matter who I am?" Li Qingquan replied, looking at Huntian with interest, "All you need to know is that I'm the one who's going to kill you!"

"Jiejiejie, there are not a thousand people in the world who want to kill me, there are at least eight hundred. If they're all like you, spouting nonsense in front of me, wouldn't I have been killed hundreds of times already?" Huntian suddenly swept away his crestfallen demeanor and let out a long howl to the sky.

Li Qingming, who was watching the battle from atop the city wall, suddenly furrowed his brows and sent a message to Li Qingquan, saying, "Xiao Er, what are you dallying for? Make it quick, delays can lead to unexpected changes!"

"Alright! No time to chat with you! Die!" Li Qingquan, who had originally wanted to taunt Huntian a bit more, paused at the words of Li Qingming's transmission, then uttered this sentence before a surge of formidable power engulfed him. A green bamboo spear shimmering with light appeared in his right hand, thrusting towards Huntian like lightning.

Faced with Li Qingquan's sudden attack, Huntian curled his lips into a sneer and, with a wave of his hand, shouted, "You think you can kill me? Well, let's see if you've got what it takes! Soul Hunting Demon Guards, attack, kill him for me!"

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh..."

As soon as Huntian's words fell, hundreds of figures appeared out of thin air in front of him, surrounding the swiftly approaching Li Qingquan in the center.

These figures were all dressed the same, clad in black robes that tightly covered their appearances. The only parts exposed were their hands as thin as bamboo poles, withered like old trees.

Despite their gaunt appearance, they could not conceal their overwhelming Blood Qi and the pressure of someone at the Quasi-Saint Peak.

The Scorpion City Lord, watching from the distant city wall, changed his expression and said, "Not good! That young fellow is in danger. Though his individual battle prowess is unmatched, facing the concerted attack of more than eighty Quasi-Saints and about a dozen Sub-Saints, he will eventually run out of strength. We should go to his aid quickly!"

Li Qingming glanced at the other City Lords who also displayed anxious expressions and felt a warm flicker in heart, but shook his head and said, "Do not worry, esteemed City Lords, just watch."

"Sigh! You young fellow, don't you worry at all? He's your companion!" The seemingly steady and mature Mojie City Lord Jin Jie said with some impatience.

Li Qingming waved his hand and said, "City Lord Jin Jie, stay calm and let's just watch. Xiao Er hasn't even shown his moves yet!"

Seeing Li Qingming still appearing calm and collected, the other city lords had no choice but to remain vigilant, ready to provide timely assistance should Li Qingquan encounter danger.

...

Looking again at Long Xuhu, Man Niu, Yang Jian, and the three brothers Ga She, who had left the city along with Li Qingquan, they too joined the fray.

On the western side of the battlefield, Long Xuhu and Man Niu had both transformed into their Nine-Turned Golden Body, entering one after another Array composed of Quasi-Saint Level Great Powers. Like tigers among sheep, with every grab and kick, several unlucky Quasi-Saints would fall to their might.

"Don't let them get close; these two brutes are incredibly strong in close combat! We should attack them with Spiritual Treasures and magic!" a Sub-Saint Level powerhouse commanding from outside the battle shouted, watching Long Xuhu and Man Niu wreak havoc within the crowd.

"Right, use magic and Magic Treasures!"

"Keep your distance and unleash your most Forbidden Techniques!"

Hearing the words of the Sub-Saint, all the Quasi-Saint powerhouses beside Long Xuhu retreated like lightning, casting magic and throwing Spiritual Treasures at them from afar, hoping to win with long-range attacks.

"Boom!"

Sky-covering Giant Handprint, Nine Heavens Frost Rain, Fiery Flame Meteor...Seven Treasures Colored Glaze Sword, Mountain and River Wheel, Blood Moon Long Saber...

Dozens of powerful magic attacks and over a hundred gleaming Spiritual Treasures tore through the Cangqiong, carrying the might to obliterate the heavens, and thundered towards Long Xuhu.

"Boom!"

This tremendous force shattered cliffs and sent clouds of dust into the sky; it broke the Cangqiong, causing stars to crash from the gaping holes in the firmament.

However, Long Xuhu paid no mind to these assaults from the Magic Treasures.

And it is no wonder, since all those hundreds of Sub-Saint Realm and higher Great Powers were now restrained by City Lord Golden Sun and the other three city lords. The Quasi-Saints' magic and Spiritual Treasures could not leave a single mark on them, let alone inflict serious injuries.

A dazzling golden light suddenly rippled around the two, with shiny Tao Runes intermittently visible within the golden radiance.

"Boom!"

The mightily powerful magic and formidable Spiritual Treasures directly bombarded their bodies, producing deafening booms.

For a moment, the battlefield was shrouded in dust and smoke, with the colorful light of magic and Spiritual Treasures obscuring the heavenly vault and shattering the Void, making that area heavily obscured.

After a brief period, as the dust settled, the figures of Long Xuhu and Man Niu re-emerged. Their bodies shimmered with golden light, revealing surging Blood Qi amidst the lingering mist.

"They're monsters, monsters I tell you!"

"Run, for they are Immortal Demons!"

All the Great Powers who had just attacked were dumbfounded, unable to believe that such an offensive did not harm them! They fell into despair, activated the last of their True Yuan, and began to flee desperately! (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation votes and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to continue reading.)